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The maids nodded in unison and surrounded Ying Feiyang. Ying Feiyang had never seen such a scene. He hurriedly stopped them and said, "There's no need. I look good in this Taoist robe." Ying Feiyang was brought to Luoyang by He Guqiong. His clothes were torn and tattered after several fights along the way. Now he was wearing the Shangqing school's Taoist robe. The stitches were fine and the workmanship was exquisite. Ying Feiyang was quite used to wearing it.
Princess Yu Zhen said, "Younger Martial Brother, you may not know this, but the fight between Buddhism and Taoism is very fierce. At first, it was only because of the dispute in the Taoist field of Mount Qingcheng. Now it's getting more and more intense. They even brought the case to my brother the Emperor. If you enter a temple wearing a Taoist robe, it'll be strange if you don't get kicked out."
Ying Feiyang remembered that he once went to the White Horse Temple with He Guqiong to ask for a place to stay but was refused. He knew that what Princess Yu Zhen said was true. However, he was still shy and said to the maids, "There's no need to trouble the sisters. I'm used to being rough. I can do it myself." He then stacked his clothes together and ran into the temple as if escaping.
Princess Yu Zhen laughed for a while when she saw his embarrassment. She dismissed the maids and sat in the courtyard alone to wait. With a squeak, the door opened again. Princess Yu Zhen's eyes lit up. Ying Feiyang was wearing a black, narrow-sleeved robe. The sleeves and collar were embroidered with silver cloud patterns. He had a white pine belt around his waist and a jade waist pendant of excellent quality. He stepped out of the door in embroidered boots.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man. Ying Feiyang was dressed in a luxurious robe. He looked handsome with a bit of nobility. He was high-spirited and vigorous.
Princess Yu Zhen looked him up and down and praised, "Not bad, not bad. Younger Martial Brother really has a good eye for clothes. With this outfit, you're really better than all the aristocrats in Luoyang who boast of being elegant. But it seems that something is missing."
Princess Yu Zhen pushed Ying Feiyang back into the room. She looked through the pile of clothes and took out a purple crown inlaid with jade flowers. She tiptoed and put it on Ying Feiyang. Princess Yu Zhen's voluptuous figure was pressed against Ying Feiyang's chest. Through the thin clothing, he could feel the warmth of her skin. She whispered, "This is it. Although it can't compare to Martial Uncle Gu's Tian Tian Crown, the workmanship is not bad. With it, I can recreate some of the elegance of the Sword Crown in the past."
As Princess Yuzhen spoke, her hot breath blew into Ying Feiyang's ears. Ying Feiyang's heartbeat sped up involuntarily, and he felt a burning sensation. Although Princess Yu Zhen had passed the most youthful and beautiful age of a woman, her many years of pampered life and the care of the royal family made her still radiant. Her skin was white and tight like a young girl's. Her towering breasts and soft waist exuded a mature charm that a young girl did not have.
Princess Yu Zhen also looked at the handsome young man in front of her. Her eyes gradually blurred. It was as if she had seen through more than ten years of time. From the young man, she saw the figure that made her fall in love at first sight. Her body gradually moved closer to Ying Feiyang. Her hand also slid from the top of her head to the face of Ying Feiyang. Her delicate red lips were half opened and half closed.
Under the charming atmosphere, Ying Feiyang was also slightly intoxicated. He opened his mouth and said softly, "Senior Martial Sister Princess, I am not Master after all!"
Ying Feiyang's gentle words shattered Princess Yu Zhen's fantasy. Princess Yu Zhen's affectionate eyes dimmed and the luster faded. But only for a moment, her face changed into a decent and generous smile. She said, "It's best that you are not. You are you and he is he. If you only want to be Martial Uncle Gu's shadow, how can you surpass him?" Princess Yu Zhen tidied up her hair. The blush on her face faded. The charming atmosphere just now seemed to have never existed. She said, "Let's go. Let the young girls of Eastern Capital see what kind of handsome person my Junior Martial Brother is. W.AiQuXs.cOM "
Princess Yu Zhen did not bring any attendants or maids. She entered the silver-inlaid carriage alone, and Ying Feiyang drove the carriage away from the Daoist temple. Under Princess Yu Zhen's guidance, they headed towards the Great Fortune Temple. The closer they got to the Great Fortune Temple, the denser the crowd became. There were even people who brought the old and the young, and their entire families came to admire the flowers. This Luoyang Flower Festival was truly a grand event for the entire city, regardless of their status.
The White Horse Temple was the first temple after the introduction of Buddhism. It had the title of "Shiyuan". Looking from afar, one could see the towering pagoda, the lofty hall, and the long forest of ancient trees. Ying Feiyang stopped the carriage at the place where the monks were welcoming guests. Just as he was about to welcome Princess Yuzhen down from the carriage, he saw the brocade curtain was lifted. Princess Yuzhen was wearing a green servant's attire and a headscarf around her waist as she jumped down from the carriage. Ying Feiyang was taken aback. "Princess Shijie," he said, "What are you going to do with your attire?" Princess Yu Zhen smiled and said, "I already said that the main character today is you. I'll just be an attendant. If you like any girl, you can go ahead and strike up a conversation. You don't have to worry about a servant like me."
Ying Feiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only let her do as she pleased. At that time, the people were open-minded. It was common for rich girls to change into men's attire and swagger through the streets. Although some old scholars lamented about the reversal of ethics and the confusion of Yin and Yang, they could do nothing about it. Therefore, not many people paid attention to Princess Yu Zhen's attire.
Princess Yu Zhen didn't bring any attendants or maids. She entered the silver-inlaid carriage alone. Ying Feiyang drove the carriage away from the Taoist temple. Under Princess Yu Zhen's guidance, they headed towards the White Horse Temple. The closer they got to the White Horse Temple, the denser the crowd became. There were even people who brought the old and the young. It was as if their whole family had come to admire the flowers. This Luoyang Flower Festival was really a grand event for the whole city, regardless of their status.
The White Horse Temple was the first temple after the introduction of Buddhism. It had the title of "Shiyuan". From afar, one could see the towering pagodas, lofty halls, and ancient trees. It was solemn and solemn. Ying Feiyang stopped the carriage at the place where the monks were welcoming guests. Just as he was about to welcome Princess Yuzhen down from the carriage, he saw the brocade curtain was lifted. Princess Yuzhen was wearing a green servant's attire and a headscarf around her waist as she jumped down from the carriage. Ying Feiyang was taken aback. "Princess Shijie," he said, "What are you going to do with your attire?" Princess Yu Zhen smiled and said, "I already said that you're the main character today. I'll just be a servant. You can hit on any girl you like. You don't have to worry about a servant like me."
Ying Feiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only let her do as she pleased. At that time, it was common for rich girls to change into men's attire and swagger through the streets. Although some old scholars lamented that ethics were reversed and Yin and Yang were confused, there was nothing they could do. Therefore, not many people paid attention to Princess Yu Zhen's attire.
As they approached the White Horse Temple, they saw that the White Horse Temple's door was wide open. Looking around, exotic flowers and grasses were blooming one after another. Thousands of purple and red lights dyed the ancient temple, making the flowers more beautiful and the temple more simple. Following the flow of people into the temple, the flowers were very beautiful. Even Ying Feiyang, who was indifferent to things outside the sword, was moved by this wonderful scene. All kinds of flowers were displayed. The white ones were White Jade Ice, the yellow ones were Yellow Imperial Clothes, the red ones were Luoyang Flowers, the blue ones were Crane Gazing Blue, the green ones were Spring Water Green, the purple ones were Purple Clouds Green, and the black ones were Yaochi Inkstone. Although the colors were mixed, they complemented each other, reflecting each other's brilliance.
Princess Yu Zhen's interest was aroused. Every time she saw an exotic flower, she would pull Ying Feiyang and tell him about the species, name, origin, and planting method of the flower. Just as Princess Yu Zhen was pointing at the flowers beside her and talking eloquently, a person suddenly came and bumped into her.
Princess Yu Zhen's temper flared up. Forgetting that she was disguised as a manservant, she angrily scolded, "Where did this bastard come from? Don't you see where you're going?"
The person who bumped into her quickly bowed and apologized, "Don't blame me, don't blame me. I was just looking at the flowers and lingering among the flowers. I didn't pay attention to the road in front of me." The person who bumped into her raised his head. It was a young man. He was well-dressed and had a dignified appearance, but his skin was sallow. He looked like he had been drinking too much. What was even more strange was that he had two white eyebrows that looked like frost and snow, adding a sense of decadence to his appearance.
Princess Yu Zhen saw that this person had a strange appearance and couldn't help but look at him a few more times. At this moment, Ying Feiyang sneered, "Lingering among the flowers? But just now, why did you only look at the girls' faces? You didn't look at the flowers at all. "
The young man said complacently, "This little brother is wrong. Although the peony is beautiful, it's not even twenty years old. Looking at it when it's in full bloom is enough to remember it. If you look at it for too long, you'll only feel sad and sorrowful. Moreover, today is the flower festival. All the famous ladies in Luoyang are gathered here. They're all as fragrant as jade and as wonderful as flowers. When I admire the beauties, isn't it the same as admiring the flowers? "
Princess Yu Zhen saw that he had an extraordinary way of talking but was full of fallacies. She was angry and happy at the same time. She laughed and scolded, "According to what you've said, you're the only true flower lover in the entire garden."
"You can't say that. But I'm one of the people who can appreciate flowers." As he said that, he stared at Princess Yu Zhen who was dressed in green. "Elegant and dignified, graceful and luxurious. The peony is the king of flowers. It's born with a noble air. How can it be covered by green leaves and green branches? Although I'm blind, I can still recognize a true national beauty. "
Princess Yu Zhen was surprised. How could Princess Yu Zhen not know that this white-browed young man's words had a hidden meaning? But she had a wide circle of friends, so she really couldn't remember when she had seen the person in front of her. At this moment, a Buddhist bell rang, suppressing the noise of the crowd.
After the bell rang, a wide and fat old monk with a smile stood in front of the Heavenly King Hall. He put his palms together and said, "Idiot I, greetings to all the benefactors. It's the season of flowers again. It's rare that this year's Luoyang Flower Festival is held in our temple. Have you all enjoyed yourselves?"
"Not yet!" The people below started to jeer. This Idiot Monk was an eminent monk, but he never talked about Buddhism. Instead, he paid attention to the daily necessities of daily life. He claimed that he wanted to change the fate of hundreds of families, eat from thousands of families, and teach the teachings of thousands of families. Usually, he walked the streets with an alms bowl. Even if he was a guest of the princes, he could also sit with the peddlers and servants to share the cake. Almost everyone in Luoyang knew him. It was really suitable for him to be the host of the Luoyang Flower Festival.
"Even if I can't enjoy myself, I still have to. If we continue, it'll be time for dinner. I can't take care of so many people's meals." Idiot Monk pretended to be distressed, which made the crowd burst into laughter again.
When the crowd was done laughing, Idiot Monk continued, "Since that's the case, let's not waste time. According to the old rules, let's invite the last winner of the King of Flowers, the Concubine Lady, to announce the top three of this year's Luoyang Flower Festival."
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman wearing red makeup walked out of the side hall. Then, the entire Dafu Xian Temple became quiet.
PS: The latest wave of the anti-pornography campaign has reached an unprecedented height. Contact between men and women above holding hands is not allowed. I don't know if my chapter counts as exceeding the limit. When you see my book reaching 404 one day, please wait patiently for me to get out of prison.
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