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Volume 2: Be good to the Queen Mother 470, I want it

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    Since you can¡¯t hide, just go for it.

    The pavilion is quiet and quiet, with flower shadows sweeping the steps outside and bamboo shadows whirling.  Liang Feng stood outside for a long time, admiring the layout and layout of this royal Taoist temple.  It was already May, and the weather was unbearably hot. Standing here, Liang Feng only felt the gentle breeze and the clear shade.  Zhao Zhen really put a lot of effort into transplanting many famous flowers and precious trees, and decorated this place as if it had been there for decades.

    "What a culture!" Liang Feng softly praised.  Compared with the vulgar prodigal sons of later generations who frequently built large-scale construction projects but blindly pursued the money gate, long johns gate and underpants gate of the rich, this newly built Taoist temple demonstrates the profound heritage of Chinese civilization and its low-key style.  Luxurious royal style.

    "Master Liang, the master of the temple has invited you!" Shao Kang had already reported it and looked at Liang Feng with a smile.  Since the princess has already started to practice cultivation, she can no longer use the secular title here, but instead calls her the master of the temple.

    "Thank you, Chamberlain Shao!" Liang Feng nodded and walked in directly from Shao Kang's side.  Now his status is different, he is no longer like before, he would flatter Huang Men whenever he saw him.  Today.  There are more and more eunuchs who want to curry favor with themselves!

    Go into the inner room.  Liang Feng was a little surprised.  It's so spartan inside.  There are two rooms inside and outside, the middle door is separated by a bead curtain, the floor is paved with blue bricks, a clear offering is placed against the window, and a flower is inserted diagonally in a tall vase.  Liang Feng was not familiar with herbs and didn't know what flowers they were. He just felt that the petals were white and elegant, which matched well with the empty room.  Added three points of agility and elegance.

    There are three or two futons on the blue brick floor and a low table, that's all.

    At this time, Shao Kang, who was following behind, said in a low voice: "To the temple master, Lord Liang is here."

    There was a rustling sound of steps coming out inside. Liang Feng saw three or four maids in Taoist costumes standing through the curtain, and then the silhouettes of people swayed. A familiar figure slowly came over and said, "Master Judgment Court."  Please sit down." It was Zhao Miaoyuan's voice.

    Liang Feng bent over and said, "Thank you so much, Lord." Pulling off his robe, he sat cross-legged on the futon.  After a while, a man named Huangmen dressed as a Taoist priest came up with a cup of tea.  Put it down gently and back out.

    "Your Majesty, please have some tea."

    Liang Feng thanked him again.  He reached for the tea, took a sip and put it down, but remained silent.  For a moment, the room was so quiet that it felt a little awkward.  It seems that the people inside don¡¯t have much to say, and the people outside don¡¯t seem to be as good as they are, and they just waste away.

    Zhao Miaoyuan sat inside, calm and calm at first, but looking at the calm man outside who seemed to be more willing to meditate than himself, he gradually became anxious, biting his lips, and his face turned slightly red.  The few around her are all personal palace maids. Recently, Miao Yuan has become more and more bold in his behavior, and he doesn't hide his thoughts in front of them.  At this time, seeing the master like this, they couldn't help but secretly laugh and exchange glances.

    Miaoyuan became increasingly unsteady and wanted to speak but didn't know how.  He secretly scolded that idiot in his heart, "This princess invites you to come over. If you have anything to do, you should ask me. It's only after you ask me that I can speak!"  But Liang Feng didn't ask, his eyes were half-closed and half-opened, and there was still a nasty smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.  What is he laughing at?  What's so funny about him?  Could it be?  Miaoyuan suddenly became panicked.

    At this time, a voice broke the silence: "Master, I don't know how to dispose of all the various acrobatic tricks sent by officials. Where should I put them?" Or Shao Kang couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but speak, and said in a lively manner  .

    It is said that Zhao Zhen came to attend Luo Tianda of Qingxu Temple that day. He was very dissatisfied that his sister was so simple about him. He thought that for girls, being so simple is not a good thing. It may have an impact on future psychological growth.  Therefore, regardless of Miaoyuan's own objections, he issued an order to allocate many exquisite things from the inner government, such as silk and satin, pink makeup, chess series, and even a pair of pokers with foreign names invented by Liang Feng and carefully made by the inner government.  Song Hu was Dou Ye's gambling tool.

    Zhao Miaoyuan heard that the emperor's brother had given him things. Although he couldn't say he didn't like it, he really didn't like it very much.  The only thing she really likes is this pair of bucket leaves. She had one before and it was well-made. People in the Song Dynasty were addicted to gambling. Both men and women, old and young, knew how to play two games, and Miaoyuan was no exception.  I even heard that Liang Feng invented it, so why don¡¯t you just sleep with it in your arms?  Cherish it even more.

    At this time, after listening to Shao Kang's request, he knew that this slave was a close confidant to liven up the atmosphere, so he nodded, lightly hummed and ordered: "Except for the pair of bucket leaves, you can send the rest back to the palace. I'm here  There is no need for these things in Qingxiu here!"

    ¡°Well, it¡¯s better to ask the viewerAfter thinking about it for a while, I decided that it was a gift from the official family, so I thought it would be bad.  If the viewer has no time, it would be good to let them pick out a few items to keep!  "

    Miao Yuan suddenly realized it and became happy. The girl couldn't hide her thoughts and immediately responded with a smile on her brows: "Forget it, you and Shao Kang go and have a look. There are one or two things you can keep. Just keep them. Don't take too many.  !¡±

    The female Taoist priests who were forced to become monks quickly got up from the ground, bowed and said, "Yes!" Then they limped slightly and walked out very lightly.  Damn it, my knees are sprained from sitting cross-legged for a long time.  Passing by Liang Feng, two brave people pursed their lips and snickered.  Mr. Liang stared at the cracks in the bricks on the ground, as if there were treasures there, and turned a blind eye to the expressions of the maids.

    It¡¯s quiet again, but this time the quietness is far different from the irritability, embarrassment and stuffiness just now.  The situation was reversed, and Liang Feng began to feel uncomfortable and restless like a cat scratching his heart.  However, Princess Miaoyuan and Master Qingxu were happy!

    "Um, the master of the temple has summoned his ministers to come over. What do you want me to say?" Liang Feng began to sweat and asked questions.

    The little girl curled her lips inside.  He thought to himself: "Hmph. I'm afraid you won't say anything. Wasn't it quite capable just now? What the hell are you putting on with that air?"

    Taking the initiative, Miaoyuan's tone began to become relaxed and cheerful: "It's nothing serious, but since I am next to the Lord of the Court, I would like to be a visitor, but because of the hindrance, I have to ask the Lord of the Court to come over and talk." Let's talk.  The corners of his mouth turned up.  It's full of banter.

    Liang Feng cursed in his heart: "If you had known that there was a problem between men and women, why did you send those people away?" But he said humbly: "The master of the temple is so polite. I should have seen you long ago. It was because of the problem."  , so I don¡¯t dare to make a mistake!¡± He also hinted to the princess, let¡¯s not play too big, okay?

    Zhao Miaoyuan just wanted to play the big one.  After spending so much time, using so many little brains, and being laughed at by the people around you overtly and covertly, it doesn't matter. How could you let this guy go so easily?

    "Last time, I asked your two ladies to paint paintings and calligraphy. I wonder if they have been completed yet?" She did not answer Liang Feng's words and asked from a different topic.

    "Is that so? I really don't know. I've been busy with the documents recently and haven't paid attention to them. I will definitely urge Zhuo Jing when I get back and don't dare to miss the important things of the temple owner!" Liang Feng replied hurriedly.  Zhao Miaoyuan, however, didn't care: "It doesn't matter if you draw it in detail, haste makes waste. But when the time comes, I really have to go to the trouble of Mr. Tanhua to write the inscription himself, so that the calculation can be perfect!"

    "This is no problem, I will definitely do it."

    "Can it be done? Oh, Mr. Tanhua, please don't talk too much. What if you can't do it?" Zhao Miaoyuan suddenly felt a little sad.  She couldn't figure out why, she just felt her heart was blocked and her nose was sore.  Listening to her tone, Liang Feng felt depressed. What's so difficult about writing a poem?  I am not the Wu Laoer next door to Song Dandan¡¯s house, who wipes the floor with cerebral thrombosis!  He could only apologize and said with a smile: "I don't know what the master's request is. It would be better to express it earlier so that I can be prepared."

    "There is nothing to prepare. I just need you to write four lines of Tang poems on the painting."

    "May I ask which four sentences they are?"

    "I want the fourth of Yuan Zhen's five poems about Lisi!" Zhao Miaoyuan said angrily, this idiot who doesn't understand the style.

    "Pfft!" No tea, no tea, Liang Feng still sprayed out!

    "The rhythm of seeking death, I really want to write these four sentences and have everyone copy them!"

    However, although the little girl is angry, the title is really suitable for the occasion, especially the last two lines, "I look back lazily from the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king." Everyone attaches great importance to the first two sentences of her poem, but they don't know that the latter part seems to be Zhao Miaoyuan at this time.  Writing about what is on my mind is really the intention of cultivating Taoism and becoming a king!

    Liang Feng made a sad face: "Princess, please stop playing tricks on me, okay?" He was really anxious and didn't ask the patron to call the princess.

    "I want it!"

    "You want it, you want it, you want it, you know it. What exactly do you want?" Liang Feng suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart. He stood up and shouted in a low voice.

    "handsome!"

    Zhao Miaoyuan was not frightened at all, but this word popped into his mind.

    She doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s wrong with her. She has always been gentle and virtuous, and she has followed her mother¡¯s side since she was a child. She was trained by the frightened Li Shunrong so that she did not dare to take a wrong step or say a wrong word.  But when I met this short-lived ghost in front of me, I forgot everything!

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? But every time at this time, the handsome face looking at him with a smile in Ruifeng Pavilion would come to mind involuntarily.  Zhao Miaoyuan, who has been deeply influenced by feudal ethics, stubbornly believes that even if it is a secret love, he must stick to it until the end and cannot betray his sweetheart in the slightest!

    "Damn it, if Liang Feng knew her stupid thoughts, he would be dumbfounded, and maybe even reward her"A slap in the face: "Wake up, sister, I really haven't seen the world. There are four or five people who are married and have four or five spare babies in the future generations. You like someone so unreliably and you still want to keep it?"

    With the huge gap between the times, it is estimated that Liang Feng will never understand this kind of emotion.  He can understand the three obediences and the four virtues, and he can understand that a good woman should not marry another husband.  But how can we understand a girl who is so serious and persistent for the feelings in her heart?

    Liang Feng stood up suddenly, unintentionally breaking the last persistence in Miao Yuan's heart.

    With a crash, the curtain split into two, and in front of Liang Feng, a slim girl appeared in front of Liang Feng, wearing a Taoist robe with wide sleeves and a yellow crown on her head, with willow eyebrows on her temples!  Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at herself sadly and stubbornly.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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