Chapter 194 Master Shaofu is jealous
The gravel road is bumpy and rugged.
The last cries faded away, as if the strength had disappeared.
When the carriage reached the outside of Randeng Temple, Jiang Hui stopped the carriage and got out.
"Sir, Madam, we are here."
He lowered his head and dared not look around.
Inside the carriage, the man's voice was a little hoarse from lust: "Go help Hongyao get her luggage first."
Jiang Hui quickly responded and turned to leave.
Carrying the luggage in one hand and pushing Hongyao into the Randeng Temple with the other.
Pei Jingxu lay on the mat and let the man help her.
She had no strength left in her body, her eyelashes were wet, tears were hanging in the corners of her eyes, and her shoulders were half exposed.
The man wiped it slowly and cleaned it with his eyes lowered.
Pei Jingxu moved his eyes slowly and looked at the man who was working meticulously with his head down.
Pursing her lips slightly, she reached out a hand and lifted the man's chin.
This posture has a frivolous connotation, but she looks particularly charming and beautiful when doing it.
A pair of dark eyes fell squarely on her face and looked into her eyes.
There was still some lust in the man's eyes.
The voice was low and pleasant: "What?"
Pei Jingxu raised his eyebrows slightly and scolded softly, "Don't care..."
Like crazy.
Rong Jianxue heard this and smiled grimly: "Pack up, we're going to the temple."
The man who helped her get out of the carriage regained his usual dignity and composure.
It was as if the man he had just met was Pei Jingxu’s hallucination.
This time I came to Randeng Temple and would stay here for a few days.
Pei Jingxu also relaxed, put away his luggage, and followed Hongyao around.
The Randeng Temple is very large and is connected to the back mountain. Pei Jingxu was wandering aimlessly in the temple when he heard the young monks who were sweeping the area chatting.
"I heard that the Heavenly Worship Ceremony will be held in half a month."
"This year's ceremony of worshipping the heavens should still be held in our Ran Deng Temple."
"The abbot was meditating in his meditation room a few days ago and said that today's ceremony to worship the heavens was unusual."
“…”
A ceremony to worship the heaven?
Pei Jingxu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he remembered.
Because the plot was advanced, this year's ceremony of worshiping the sky should develop according to the plot when Rong Xuanzhou and Bai Shutong returned to Beijing.
Before the ceremony of worshiping the sky, Pei Jingxu had drowned. Rong Xuanzhou, dressed in both civil and military attire, took Bai Shutong to participate in the ceremony of worshiping the sky that year.
Pei Jingxu's memories of what happened afterwards were very vague.
It was like a ghost that had not yet left the world, coldly watching the events in which she had no part.
As a result, Pei Jingxu was very vague about the subsequent plot development. He only remembered that Shen Qianfan became emperor, Shen Huaichen returned to his fiefdom, and the heroine Bai Shutong relied on her tenacious character to become the admired of all men except Rong Jianxue.
Oh, it is said that in the end, all the affectionate male supporting characters chose to "live in harmony" and "negotiate in a friendly manner" in order not to lose her.
By that time, Pei Jingxu had already become a corpse, and no one cared about the dead person at the bottom of the beautiful lotus pond.
What a happy ending.
——It would be better if Pei Jingxu was not that corpse.
If she were asked to recall it carefully, she could only vaguely remember that during the ceremony of worshiping the emperor that year, there seemed to be an assassin who wanted to attack the emperor, and Bai Shutong stood up resolutely and blocked the way of the emperor.
He blocked the fatal blow for the emperor.
After that, the emperor began to have different feelings towards her.
If the plot had not changed, perhaps Pei Jingxu could have told Rong Jianxue about this and gotten all the benefits for him.
Thinking of this, Pei Jingxu turned to ask Hongyao: "Where is Rong Jianxue?"
"My lady, at this time... the eldest son should be chanting scriptures in the main hall."
Pei Jingxu nodded after hearing this.
She left a few spies in the capital, and after returning to her meditation room, she received the letter.
It was said that this purge of the imperial court had wide implications, and many ministers were implicated. Only one day had passed, and three ministers of high rank had been imprisoned in the prison, awaiting trial.
After reading the letter, Pei Jingxu held it close to the candle and burned it. While burning the envelope, he frowned and thought.
Strangely enough, purges of the imperial court were not uncommon.
The current emperor requires court officials to be honest and upright, and not to abuse their power for personal gain or corruption. Such purges take place several times a year.
——Never before have so many ministers suffered.
The intensity of this purge seems to be much more severe than before.
Pei Jingxu's eyes darkened slightly, and he couldn't foresee what this purge meant.
The original book's plot didn't even mention this purge, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
After shaking his head and burning the letter, Pei Jingxu stood up and walked towards the main hall.
Night falls.
Under the Longevity Tree, Pei Jingxu saw a man sitting on a cushion in the hall, reciting scriptures with his eyes lowered.
The gods and Buddhas are right in front of him.
It seems to have kind eyes, but also seems to have glaring eyes.
He ignored them all.
He twisted the beautiful Buddhist beads in his hands, each bead was full and round, and meticulously crafted.
She stood under the tree and did not go in to disturb them.
Above my head, the evergreen tree is evergreen all year round. The night wind blows through the branches and leaves, making the prayer wheels murmur.
Inside the hall, the man paused slightly.
The man opened his eyes slightly, as if a sudden inspiration came to him, and glanced sideways, looking at her outside the hall.
Pei Jingxu was stunned. She never expected that he would notice her.
The Buddhist beads in his hand returned to his wrist.
Rong Jianxue stood up from the cushion, walked out of the hall, and walked out of the sight of the gods and Buddhas.
"Why don't you go in?"
The autumn wind is strong.
Pei Jingxu was wearing thin clothes. He only took one look at her and then naturally put his coat on her shoulders.
Pei Jingxu smiled slightly: "Just taking a walk, I'm worried about disturbing you."
Rong Jianxue didn't say anything else and took her for a stroll.
Moving his eyeballs, Pei Jingxu spoke softly, "Ah Xu, I heard from the young master here that the Heavenly Worship Ceremony will be held soon."
Rong Jianxue nodded slightly, her expression calm.
"Your Majesty is visiting the Ran Deng Temple in person, so I think he must have made all the necessary preparations."
"The commander of the Royal Guards will make arrangements, don't worry."
"The commander of the Imperial Guard?" Pei Jingxu feigned confusion, then his eyes lit up as if he remembered something. "Ah, is it the commander-in-chief who arranged the Imperial Guard patrols with you during the Autumn Hunt?"
The night was cold and quiet, but Pei Jingxu could easily sense that the man's mood had cooled down a bit.
His brows slightly raised: "A Xu has a really good memory."
Pei Jingxu curled his lips and smiled: "Ah Xu remembers that the commander was very tall and looked a bit fierce, but in fact he had a very generous and free-spirited personality."
Rong Jianxue sneered, "We only met once, yet you remember it so clearly?"
Pei Jingxu frowned disapprovingly: "How can it be considered just a chance encounter? If we meet again at the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, it would be our third meeting."
Rong Jianxue's eyes were silent, and her voice was indifferent and hoarse: "He won't come to the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony."
"But Junmou just said that he would arrange for the guards and patrols for the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony."
Rong Jianxue's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was cold: "I received the news, and the responsibility of arranging the guards has been handed over to me."
Pei Jingxu frowned: "When did you get the news?"
Rong Jianxue narrowed his eyes, picked up the woman and carried her horizontally, walking towards the meditation room: "Now."
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