Chapter 305

After a few days, the wind and snow gradually stopped.

On the street, a procession of alms appeared along the way. They were dressed in brown robes. They were gentle. The noisy crowd was strangely quiet.

After the downfall of the Xiao Dynasty, Daqing became the leader of the leading forces. Many small countries depended on it to survive, and had the atmosphere of thousands of States coming to the dynasty. One of the reasons for this is that the Duke of Yan, as a sea god needle, decided the court outline, made foreign enemies, and planned strategies. His iron and blood skills made people shudder.

Once upon a time, a powerful country, relying on its powerful armaments, killed the Daqing emissary who went to invite the ceremony when Daqing was founded. In the most important activity of worshipping heaven when the new emperor ascended the throne, the headbox was sent to the Lord of Yan with ill intentions.

Before the new emperor was furious, the Duke of Yan lightly asked for his order, saying that the most important animal was missing.

The sacrifice was postponed for a month.

The Duke of Yan got through the ideological work of neighboring countries, so the powerful country became a turtle in a jar and cooked it alive. The Royal relatives and relatives had no resistance. They were slaughtered by him like pigs and sheep. The dragon throne, a symbol of supreme imperial power, was full of blood.

From then on, no one questioned the position of the Communist Party of Daqing. Even if there were any opinions, they would have to be held in their intestines for fear that they would become the next lamb to be slaughtered.

On the other hand, their spiritual penetration is also very strong.

Only because the central white horse temple, which is the capital of the country, is well-known as the first holy land of Buddhism.

After thousands of years, it has been dressed in the Chinese costume of the prosperous times, and also made up the ashes of the dynasty. To this day, it is still fragrant, and its followers are all over the vast land of the world. The envoys who came from other countries did not go to see the king, but kowtow in front of the White Horse Temple.

Not to mention the ordinary people, even the king and Marquis of a time of fame, but also have an extremely solemn attitude towards the White Horse Temple.

In the eyes of fanatically worshipped believers, the White Horse Temple is extraordinary and free from vulgarity, helping all living beings, and even surpassing the imperial power at some special time.

The detached White Horse Temple is like a rootless green lotus growing in still water under the Buddha's throne, which rarely interferes with the affairs of the earth. Therefore, a group of orderly White Horse Temple monks appeared in the downtown, especially the youngest, Dade shijingcheng in red cassock, which aroused speculation from all sides.

The monks paid no attention to the opinions of the outside world. They concentrated on giving, cooking porridge, boiling medicine, and distributing winter reserves in the places where the refugees gathered. At the same time, they also accompanied by small lectures to educate the minds of the foolish people and provide them with a way to survive with a cause and a result, instead of relying on furtive and injurious acts to support themselves.

Under the sound of Bodhi Buddha, people's anger aroused by Li Chaoyun's poems gradually subsided.

Those refugees who took advantage of the chaos and committed crimes everywhere became the object of verbal criticism, or they were caught by the government and sent to prison. What they managed to escape was the scorn and exclusion of others.

In just seven days, the donation of the White Horse Temple caused a sensation in the capital of the country. From peddlers and servants to the nobles of Tianhuang, some people spontaneously joined the charity team, and the bigger and bigger they were, they gathered into a torrent.

If you have a little money, you can set up a congee stand at the door of your home, and the neighbors will help each other.

Rich and powerful, with the stroke of a pen, an endless stream of goods and materials were sent to the alley.

Under the leadership of Jing Cheng, the donation did not change into a mere "charity". He considered it very carefully, and divided the refugees into a small team according to their regions and abilities. He asked the imperial court for instructions, and soon a group of professionals were assigned from the government. Under their leadership, they built roads, smelted iron, dug wells, cut military uniforms, and built water conservancy projects in winter. Every place was full of vigor and vitality.

This new look was unprecedented before, and the historians were very shocked. When writing, he boasted that there was nothing in the sky or in the earth. He almost said that there was a huge halo on his forehead. When he shot the light into the world, everywhere was the pure land of bliss.

So this winter, also known as Buddha.

The proportion of people dying of freezing and starvation in Yunjing has dropped to the lowest level in previous years.

In the warm Pavilion, Lin Lang is holding the stove to listen to the report of the servant.

The servant's tone was full of awe and admiration for the great virtue. Lin Lang doubted that the boy's mood would be sublimated and he would follow his idol into the void.

The government also invested a lot of human and financial resources into charity. Unlike other wives, she wanted to make a good reputation for her husband's promotion. Naturally, she did not have to show up in the ice and snow to give alms.

Her side is leisurely, Li Chaoyun's situation is not very good.

Who could have thought that the White Horse Temple, which advocated birth, would suddenly take action?

At present, there are some negative comments pointing to Li Chaoyun, saying that her city hall is deep, her plot is not small, and she incites the people to put pressure on the court. After Jing Cheng's appearance, her previous behavior was quickly defined as "bewitching the public" and pushed to the crest of the storm similar to Li's father's situation.

Those poor students who followed her cheering were also watched by the imperial court. Some of them made too much noise, and the people in charge were impatient and directly cancelled his reference qualification for the Spring Festival.At the stroke of the mallet, they woke up, and then there was endless panic.

Li Chaoyun, annoyed by their questioning of the future, simply closed the door to thank the guests.

Things out of her control, Li Chaoyun is not a man waiting to die, immediately set out to the White Horse Temple, iron heart to see the great virtue, give him a good discussion.

It is said that Buddha ferry all living beings, but he has become the chief culprit of her miserable!

Jingcheng is sure to be in the side hall to explain the Scriptures. Wearing a cassock, he looks solemn and inviolable. Wu Yang's believers surrounded him, more and more set off his elegant dust, not like ordinary people.

Li Chaoyun vaguely felt that this man was not the same. She couldn't say where it was different.

She didn't talk to Jingcheng.

Because after the great virtue had finished lecturing, the believers still refused to go. Jingcheng was not in a hurry. He talked to them patiently, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Li Chaoyun stood for a full hour, and before she squeezed into Jingcheng's face, she had several more black shoe prints on her embroidered shoes, which made her a nameless fire.

She lost patience, left the White Horse Temple, and let the boy run errands for her. A letter was sent to the servant of the prince of state.

Yan zhaolie was the most important son of the aristocratic family she had ever been in contact with. His Laozi was the Duke of Yan, who was above ten thousand people, and was an important official who controlled the lifeline of the imperial court.

She urgently needs to clear up the misunderstanding of her from the outside world, and Yan zhaolie is a good target to turn the situation around for her.

The meeting place is about a quiet teahouse.

Li Chaoyun rarely dressed up, and picked the red dress embroidered with gold thread and Begonia at the bottom of the box. She knew that men are visual animals. Sometimes, if they have been immortal for too long, they will find you indifferent. She would do that, either no makeup, or a make-up will amaze people for a few days.

The girls continued to praise, saying that the second miss was just like the immortal.

With a gentle smile, Li Chaoyun got out of the carriage and walked into the teahouse calmly. The box had been fixed for a long time. She held back the maid, arranged the folds of her dress, and stepped in with her chest up.

Yan zhaolie's legs differential, posture leisurely sitting, slender fingers playing with a white jade green glaze tea cup. The paper window opened a line, and the bright light reflected by the snow reflected in his long and narrow eyebrows. His forehead was scarlet and flaming, golden and beautiful.

Her heart beat a little bit faster.

Yan zhaolie raised her eyelids and looked at the people who came in.

The woman slowly took off the power, he showed a smile like spring breeze.

Shiziye's eyes swept past her gorgeous pomegranate skirt, and most of his attention was focused on her face.

This similar outline easily reminds him of her.

The man was caught by him in the Buddhist temple not long ago.

Yan zhaolie's eyes show a trace of mystery.

What Li Chaoyun said, Yan zhaolie didn't listen too carefully. He was a little careless.

The girl's voice is like a soft rippling water wave, which is easy to make people feel good about it. However, he is always distracted and thinks of the man's low breath with weeping voice under the plum tree in Baima temple, which is gorgeous and hoarse, like the sad cry of sudden tearing of gorgeous brocade and silk.

It made him hard at once.

It seems that some fierce beast wakes up in the deep darkness.

The conversation stopped short of a cup of tea.

Because shiziye glanced down carelessly, he found a familiar figure in the crowd.

The other party obviously also saw him, a panic in the dark eyes.

The foot that was supposed to step into the teahouse was taken back immediately. In the eyes of the maids, they got on the carriage and went back to the house. It was like meeting some beast in broad daylight.

Yan zhaolie smiles.

"Zhaolie, you help me. I didn't expect anything would happen."

Li Chaoyun tried to ask him to say a few good words in front of the Duke of Yan to quell the rumors of unfriendliness to her.

"Well, I see."

For the first time, he abruptly interrupted her words. The heavy sable cloak was hung on his shoulder at will, and Shi Shiran stood up. "My son still has something to do. Let's go first."

Li Chaoyun lenglengleng looked at that open door, the intense cold light poured in, let her hit a shiver.

After returning to the mansion, Yan zhaolie meets housekeeper Shen, and they have a few conversations. He also gets the information that Yan Guogong's study is short of ink, paper and inkstone, and his wife goes out to buy them in person.

The son of a prince means that he is not clear.

In the afternoon, Lin Lang sorted out the four treasures of the study in a small box and let the maid hold it. They went to the study of the Duke of Yan.

The study of the Duke of Yan is the forbidden area of the whole government, because the documents in it are the important political affairs presented from all over the country, and it is the operation secret of a powerful country. Unless the male owner allows, no one can enter, otherwise, he will be killed with a stick on the spot.

One month after her marriage, Lin Lang got the privilege to enter the public library at will.

The little maid was forbidden outside the arch of the study, and Lin Lang carried the treasure box of sandalwood inlaid with green jade into her arms. It was not too heavy, mainly because the inkstone was slightly heavier."Cheep!"

She pushed open the door with her hands and feet, bypassing the screen and the heavy tapestry. There stood a tall and graceful figure beside the desk, so she called to her husband with tenderness.

The man turned slowly, holding a bamboo book in his hand, and was glaring at her.

"Compared with the reluctant panting, the sound of this voice is so sweet that it can leach honey."

As a result of panic, Lin Lang's Chest Box suddenly fell down, she was in a hurry, did not hold it, and flipped over her skirt with a bang. The small box of precious jade was not locked, and the top inkstone in it rolled out.

The dragon tail inkstone of a pine and cypress relief just rolled to the foot of his stepson.

The king's wife's body is stiff. I don't know whether to leave wisely or to stay and pick up the inkstone and live in the same room with this terrible animal who ignores the ethics.

The other side bent down and slowly picked up the inkstone. His hand was as beautiful as a carved jade. The light blue blood vessels were faintly visible on the back of the snow-white hand. The person who saw it unconsciously raised a delicate and delicate aesthetic feeling in his mind.

As a matter of fact, the real sufferer who had been held by his hands knew that under his weak appearance, he was more than an animal, and his waist was almost not broken by him.

Here you are

He stretched out his hand and spread the inkstone flat in his palm.

The distance between them was dozens of steps, and he didn't get closer, leaving her enough safety space.

Lin Lang is wary of this jackal, which is suddenly harmless to humans and animals.

"You don't want it? No, I'll throw it away. "

In the tone of shiziye, there was a sense of laziness. In the cold winter air, there was a sleepiness in spring.

Lin Lang hesitated for a moment, carefully stepped forward, and peeped at his face.

Yan zhaolie is impatient to row a few times, she is a little faster, there are still a few steps left, the wife leans over slightly, raises the hand to take. The fingertip just touched the smooth surface of Longwei inkstone, and his wrist was suddenly buckled.

A snake that had just woken up from hibernation was entangled.

"You, what are you doing?"

The lady was surprised and angry, and tried to shake off the stepson's hand.

"What are you doing? It's something interesting, of course

Yan zhaolie hands a hard, Lin Lang whole person loses balance, half pull, half pull in the past, bright wrist jade bracelet and his waist flawless jade pendant collide, issued a clear sound.

Lin Lang has not yet said, the top of the head came to hiss, "Tut, so quickly changed into a jade bracelet?"

This sentence can be described as a mockery of naked, because Lin Lang went to Baima Temple wearing a silver bracelet with lotus patterns. His eyes were too poisonous, and he spoke to the point and immediately suppressed the riot in his arms.

Yan zhaolie's ink pupil showed a satisfied color. He put his fingers together and raised his jaw. His sight was swimming slowly on his wife. Today, she is a blue blue embroidered narrow waist cloud sleeve shirt embroidered with waterfowl Ruyi pattern. Her front is inlaid with light blue yarn pleats. When walking, it looks like a misty cloud. It is extremely beautiful.

"Lost, really lost."

He said, "according to her mother's extraordinary beauty, zhaolie's previous business was too bad."

Hearing his stepson's words, Lin Lang showed a look of humiliation and helplessness. Her eyes were burning with anger, and she had to endure. In a cold voice, she said, "what else do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything about it."

He leaned down, nose almost touched her face, "I see that mother's look is excellent today, especially the lip color is sweet like pomegranate fire, attractive tight, zhaolie wants to taste a fresh."

Lin Lang a Leng, immediately scolded him, "you this despicable person, treacherous!"

The other side looks the same, "I don't know if my mother found that a woman's face would be ruddy when she was angry, as if she had deliberately put on a layer of gorgeous makeup to confuse people's hearts and minds. Is this an invitation?"

His wife was angry by his shameless chest ups and downs, eye tail emerged shallow red meaning.

She wanted to maintain her majesty, but her shaking body revealed her fear.

"You're just a brute --"

Yan zhaolie lowered her eyes and looked at her lips, which kept opening and closing. Inside were small white sticky teeth, which were very neat and lovely. He smelled some fatal breath. He bit on two thin, soft lips and plundered the spring water.

"Well, you, you..."

Lin Lang's hands were behind him with a pair of tongs, and the other big hand brushed to his buttocks. Suddenly, he lifted them up. Lin Lang was suddenly caught in front of his chest. The woman blushed with shame and struggled hard. As a result, her body became unstable and almost fell back.

Yan zhaolie seized her waist and invaded her.

The air in her lungs was taken away from her. The feeling of suffocation and faintness spread to her brain. It squeezed into some kind of vague and sudden tearing pain, and her body slightly convulsed. She had no strength to struggle, and she was very weak and relied on the robber's chest.

Unknowingly, the other party's hand ghost like sliding to the neck, into the collar.

He untied the bow knot around his neck.Lin Lang seems to realize what, panic want to escape, but the other party does not give her the chance to escape, she pressed to death.

He wandered wantonly in the warm and delicate skin, and his eyebrows and eyes under his red forehead were stained with green and faint light.

The woman's cinnamon green coat peeled off her shoulders.

"Zhiya --"

suddenly, the door of the study was pushed open by a pair of thin cocoon palms.