Chapter 667: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 27
Chen Lang's narrow and long phoenix eyes suddenly turned dark, as deep as old ink that could not be dissolved. Layer upon layer of ripples spread out in his eyes, forming a bottomless vortex.
He stared at Quan Jiu for a long time before lowering his head, tightening the reins in his hands and looking ahead:
"It's still half a day's journey from Baihe Town to Foyin Temple. There's a maple forest along the way, and it's in full bloom at this time of year. If you want to see it, you can choose to ride a horse for the rest of the journey."
The maple forest is located at the foot of Foyin Temple. In late autumn, the mountains are covered with red maples, and people flock to the temple to worship.
Quan Jiu stared at Chen Lang:
"But I have no horse."
A hand with distinct joints and visible veins was extended.
Chen Lang: "Come up."
Be brief and to the point.
As an LSP, Quan Jiu naturally wouldn't be polite with him. She looked up at the tall figure sitting on the horse.
"You can come up, but I want to be at the back."
This was the first time that Chen Lang heard such a strange reason. He imagined the scene she described, with him in front and her behind. It was as if she was holding him in her arms. His brows knitted slightly.
"good."
Quan Jiu then reached out and placed the palm of his hand, which was smaller than his, into his broad palm.
She was thin, and Shen Lang exerted a little force and pulled her upwards, and she stepped onto the saddle flexibly. She jumped with the force and was about to sit on the horse's back when a strong force suddenly appeared at her waist. After the world spun around, Quan Jiu sat steadily in front of Shen Lang.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, realizing she had been tricked, and suddenly turned her head to look at the man behind her:
"You're lying!"
"All is fair in war."
Shen Lang's voice is deep and mellow.
There was no obvious smile on the corners of his mouth, but the curve was slightly raised, making him look like he was smiling but not smiling.
Quan Jiu was not convinced and wanted to rescue the situation. She planned to sit in the back, but as soon as she moved, the person behind her moved!
"Hold on tight!"
Shen Lang whispered softly in her ear.
At the same time, a large hand grasped her waist, and the young man whipped his horse, causing it to gallop out at full speed! !
"grass!"
Quan Jiu couldn't help cursing out loud.
The horse's back was bumpy and she had to hold on to the saddle with both hands.
A dark light flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he quickened the pace of his horse. The two of them, one on a horse, directly surpassed the team and ran in the front.
Shen San, who was inexplicably abandoned by his master, sat on the horse in a daze. Looking at Shen Lang's back that was gone forever, he scratched his head in confusion.
"Doctor Shen said that a horse follows its master, and it seems that the master did not refute it..."
Did you forget?
………
The horse galloped through the red maple forest, and on its back, the flowing green shirt and the gold-stamped black robe were intertwined in the wind.
"arrive?"
Quan Jiu looked up at the mahogany plaque with the three large characters "Foyin Temple" written in white paint on it.
Shen Lang dismounted first and extended a hand to support her.
Quan Jiu used the force to dismount and came to the front of the temple.
This Foyin Temple has many pilgrims and does not seem to be short of money, but the temple decoration is elegant and simple.
"Amitabha, greetings to the two donors."
The little monk in the temple stood with one hand in front of his chest and bowed.
"The abbot is already waiting in front of the hall. Please come in, donor."
The temple gate opened, the lagging convoy also arrived, and the group entered the temple in a mighty procession.
Quan Jiu walked beside Shen Lang, looking straight ahead, but he never stopped talking.
"This Foyin Temple doesn't look very good, why would Chu Tuo drive all the way from Kyoto?"
As far as she knew, there was a temple near the capital city with a quiet environment, many monks, and more than a hundred rooms.
Chen Lang wanted to talk to her, so he leaned slightly towards her:
"The Foyin Temple may look simple, but it's actually very old. During the Changlong period, a monk there saved the life of the founding emperor of the Meng Kingdom..."
At that time, the late emperor was just a commoner. Dissatisfied with the turbulent political situation rife with wars, he rose up in rebellion and established the State of Meng.
“If there had been no Foyin Temple, there would have been no Meng Kingdom.”
"About thirty years later, during the prosperous and peaceful era, by some strange coincidence, the newly appointed abbot of Foyin Temple once again saved the then-prince of Meng State."
The prince ascended the throne and, in order to thank the abbot, specially named the Foyin Temple as the Huguo Temple.
The two men came to the front of the main hall. Only one door was open. They walked side by side, so it was inevitably a bit crowded. As they rubbed shoulders with each other, the green robes pressed against the black robes.
Chen Lang and Quan Jiu stood on both sides, while Chu Tuo and He Miaomiao walked towards the abbot.
"His Majesty."
The abbot had a white beard and held Buddhist beads in his hand. He bowed slightly to Chu Tuo.
Chu Tuo hurried forward to support:
"Master Kongming, no need to bow."
Quan Jiuxing licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.
Chu Tuo has always been arrogant and self-righteous, but unexpectedly he is quite respectful to Master Kong Ming.
Master Kong Ming said: "The altar is ready. Your Majesty and your Majesty are tired from the journey. Please rest well today. We can start the altar and offer sacrifices tomorrow at 9:00 PM."
Chu Tuo: "Thank you, Master."
………
Quan Jiu listened to Chen Lang talk about many rumors about Foyin Temple.
for example.
There was a drought in Meng State for three months. After the abbot of Foyin Temple started a ritual, it rained heavily the next day.
The queen in the palace had been suffering from infertility for a long time, so she came to the Foyin Temple to relax and live in seclusion. A month later, she found out that she was pregnant.
For example.
After the previous emperor named the Foyin Temple as the National Protection Temple, the fortunes of the Meng Kingdom have been soaring, and the Meng Kingdom has developed from a small border country to one of the powerful countries today.
Quan Jiu picked up a red maple leaf and played with it in his hands:
"That sounds pretty mysterious."
She looked at Chen Lang. The man beside him had picturesque features, standing among thousands of red maples.
"Do you believe in Buddhism?"
"Letter." Shen Lang said concisely.
Quan Jiu was a little surprised.
There is a concept of cause and effect in Buddhism. As the commander-in-chief of the East Factory, he killed countless people. She didn't expect that he would dare to believe in gods and Buddhas.
A red maple leaf fell and landed on her black hair. Chen Lang reached out and brushed it away for her.
"Changxi, people like me are born to go to hell."
The man spoke slowly and evenly, as if he was just stating a calm fact.
The first time he called her Changxi, Quan Jiu was stunned.
Chen Lang stared at her in a trance, and his mood inexplicably improved.
"In addition to offering sacrifices, Chu Tuo has another purpose for this trip."
When it comes to business, Quan Jiu's expression becomes serious: "What's your purpose?"
"Ten years ago, when Master Kong Ming's master, Master Kong Che, passed away, he predicted that ten years later, a Purple Star would appear in Meng State and lead Meng State to become a powerful nation."
Master Kongche was highly respected and his last words were believed by the people of Meng without a doubt and were regarded as the golden rule.
Quan Jiu: "What year is this year?"
Shen Lang gave her a meaningful look.
"It happens to be the tenth year."
Their eyes met.
Quan Jiu saw the deep meaning in his eyes.
A faint smile flashed across her eyes:
"Don't tell me you've already arranged someone?"
Chen Lang could definitely find someone to impersonate the Purple Star that fell from the sky.
What Chen Lang was most satisfied with was the tacit understanding between the two of them. With just a glance from him, she could know his next plan.
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