He wanted to ask why don't you ask the Buddha? But then he thought again, it seems unnecessary to ask. ...
A few people left, and a few more came in. So the number of people in the palace did not change. The guards patrolled day and night, and Xiao Rong's guard commander now became the guard commander of the entire palace. Di Fazeng no longer followed Xiao Rong, but kept an eye on the movements in and out of the city every day.
Zhang Biezhi both envied and hated him, and would come to Xiao Rong from time to time to flatter him.
Xiao Rong looked at him speechlessly: "If you want me to hate someone, you can't use such low-level means. I know that you and Di Fa have always been at odds, so I naturally don't believe your words. It takes skill to sow discord. Come to me to complain after you learn it."
Zhang Biezhi: “…………”
After leaving Xiao Rong, Zhang Biezhi really thought about whose words he would listen to. He went through the people who often hung around Xiao Rong. Zhang Biezhi's eyes lit up and he turned around to look for that person.
When it was evening, Xiao Rong was sitting down to eat. Chen, who was enjoying her meal, was suddenly stunned for a moment, then quickly wiped her mouth, turned to Xiao Rong and said, "Rong'er, Di Fa was disrespectful to me."
Xiao Yi was eating a piece of pork chop and almost choked to death when he heard this.
Xiao Rong: “…”
His hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air for a long while before he calmly turned his head and asked Chen: "Grandma, how did he flirt with you?"
Xiao Yi's throat had just gotten better, and when he heard Xiao Rong repeating those two words so calmly, he started coughing wildly again.
Chen recalled what Zhang Biezhi had taught her: "I talked to him, but he ignored me and didn't even look at me."
At this point, she added, "It's better not to know. That kid loves to talk to me. He even gave me two duck legs."
Xiao Rong smiled: "Grandma, eat more. If you want to eat duck, I will ask the kitchen to make you a whole duck tomorrow."
Chen nodded happily: "Okay, okay."...
The next day, Zhang Biezhi came to the palace as usual. He walked into Xiao Rong's yard happily, but in less than a cup of tea, he ran out of Xiao Rong's yard in tears.
Di Fazeng was on patrol with his troops. He watched Zhang Biezhi running further and further away. Di Fazeng was silent for a long time, then he sneered and continued walking forward. …
After returning home, Zhang Biezhi cried to his sister, "He scolded me! He told me to trade my brains with pigs because they are smarter than me. He hasn't scolded me for a long time, and it's all because of Di Fazeng. But I had so many fights with Di Fazeng before, and he never scolded me! Wuuuuu sister, I'm so sad."
Zhang: “…”
"You shouldn't have gone to Madam Xiao and taught her to say bad things about Di Fazeng. You and Di Fazeng are colleagues. Colleagues can play around, but they can't scheme. To be fair, do you really hate Di Fazeng so much?"
Zhang Biezhi said viciously: "It's just so annoying!"
But the next second, he sniffed again and whispered: “That’s Madam Xiao, who would take her words seriously.”
Zhang looked at Zhang Biezhi. The fact that he was crying like this showed that Xiao Rong had indeed scolded him harshly today. But her brother was not the kind of person who held grudges, so after crying enough, he gradually recovered.
I even reflected, "I think I shouldn't have involved others. But Xiao Rong was also too much! Can't we talk to him nicely? Why did he have to scold me? Woo——"
Seeing that he was about to cry again, Zhang said with a headache: "Because the times are different now."
Zhang Biezhi looked at Zhang with red and swollen eyes, puzzled.
Zhang sighed, "After the king and his men left, everything in the city was handed over to Mr. Xiao and Mr. Gao. Now Mr. Gao doesn't have so many things to do, so whether Chenliu is safe or not depends on whether Mr. Xiao can defend it. Just think about how big a responsibility this is. Mr. Xiao is not much older than you. Do you still remember the first time you led troops to escort prisoners alone? Without your brother-in-law's care, how nervous you were at that time, have you forgotten it all? For Mr. Xiao, this is also the first time he has taken on such a big responsibility. In the past, the king supported him, but now he has become the king's back-up. He is worried and angry."
After saying this, Zhang lowered her eyes. Her husband was also a general who went to war. Although she had been married to Jian Qiao for many years, she still couldn't get used to the days of staying at home and waiting for her husband to return.
Zhang Biezhi looked at his sister and was stunned: "But defending Chenliu is not just Mr. Xiao's responsibility. Chenliu is not only the king's retreat, but also my brother-in-law's and all the soldiers'."
Zhang raised her head and listened to Zhang Biezhi's words. She smiled softly, "Yes, then you should work harder to help Mr. Xiao. We all have people we want to wait for and homes we must protect."
Zhang Biezhi pursed his lips and nodded silently.
From that day on, Zhang Biezhi became obedient. Xiao Rong didn't know there was such a thing behind it. He thought that Zhang Biezhi was scolded by him for being honest. Thinking of what happened that day, he was still very angry. He was embarrassed to repeat those two words to Zhang Biezhi, causing a confused old lady to say such words. Zhang Biezhi, you deserve to be scolded! ...
A beautiful misunderstanding was thus formed. The army continued to advance, and Chenliu also arranged various matters in an orderly manner. The weather was getting colder and colder, and after an autumn rain, July 15th arrived.
At that time, there was no concept of the Zhongyuan Festival, but even if it was not called that, the 15th day of July has always been a day for people to worship their ancestors and miss their relatives. Buddhism calls this day the Yulan Festival, although the names are different, the meanings are almost the same.
However, for the royal palace, July 15th has a special meaning, that is - it is the last day of the summer retreat. After this day, the Buddhist can go out.
Xiao Rong has been extremely busy lately and hadn't even thought about this matter, but it doesn't matter, because someone can remember it for him.
It has been raining for the past two days. It is very cold in the mornings and the ground is muddy. The palace is better because it is paved with gravel, but it is inevitable that it will be covered with mud and water.
Xiao Rong yawned, then got up, washed, and was standing outside the house when he was about to brush his teeth when he heard a slight noise. You know, he lived deep inside the palace, far away from the main gate. If even he could hear the noise, then the outside must be in an uproar.
Xiao Rong was stunned and walked out immediately. The closer he got to the main entrance, the more he could hear people talking. When he arrived at the front yard, it was not an exaggeration to describe it as bustling with people.
Di Fazeng brought his men here to be on high alert, while Gao Xunzhi looked outside helplessly. It didn't look like there was any riot. Xiao Rong walked forward in confusion, and after seeing the outside clearly, he was suddenly shocked.
There were at least a hundred monks sitting at the gate of the palace chanting sutras. In the distance, there were monks walking towards this side, bowing every few steps, ready to join the crowd. The real noise did not come from these monks, but from the people kneeling on the ground.
On the first day after the summer retreat, the fanatical fans of the Buddha could no longer wait. They all blocked the gate of the palace, crying and begging the Buddha to show up. Some people even threw money on the spot, calling out the Buddha's name as they did so.
Xiao Rong: “…………”
The power of the Buddha was finally materialized at this moment.
Damn it, Qu Yunmie is not here! He should really be shown how much better this Buddhist disciple he hates is than him in this aspect!
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