When this monk was no longer young and grew older, no one had ever heard of him learning to read or read scriptures. Only when the white-clothed monk, who had been away for fifteen years, returned did he have his disciple talk about scriptures for three days and three nights, nodding repeatedly. In the end, he risked universal condemnation and allowed the white-clothed monk to drink wine and marry a wife. Later on, he had an epiphany of betrayal.
Hsu Fengnian was shocked and spilled tea all over the floor. He muttered to himself, "White-clothed monk Li Xiaoxin, Miss Li who has lived in the temple since she was young …"
Taoist nun Xu Huipong had already seen that Hsu Fengnian was not in the mood to drink tea. Spilling tea like this was even more rude. How was it different from the secular world? She was somewhat unhappy, but did not say anything. She no longer had any thoughts of pouring a second cup of tea for His Royal Highness. It seemed that what the world said about the Beiliang heir having a golden exterior was not an exaggeration. Her sister, Xu Shufei, who was originally expected to be the most favored in the harem, was suddenly banished to the cold palace. Everyone in the Xu family was furious, but she was a widow and would not vent her anger on Xu Zhihu like the other members of the family. Last night, when she learned that His Royal Highness was stirring up trouble in the two counties, she only laughed it off. She did not even agree when the family told her to use Xu Zhihu to get close to His Royal Highness to find out the truth. Seeing it with her own eyes today, she was really disappointed. He was nothing more than relying on the King of Beiliang's family to bully others. This was no different from the useless descendants of the Four Great Clans in Yangzhou. Xu Huipong glanced at Xu Zhihu, who she used to be able to talk to, and sighed in her heart. The tea was not cold, but the atmosphere was much colder. It was not something that could be changed by adding a few pieces of charcoal. Xu Zhihu seemed to be close to ink, and was not as quick to understand as before. He only said that he wanted to walk around Baoguo Temple with his younger brother, and then left the meditation room.
Xu Hui sat quietly for a while, waiting for the group of people to leave. Then she slowly got up and walked out of the back door of the courtyard. She went straight up the tea mountain. After walking for half an hour, she finally saw a bamboo building. There was a bamboo chair under the bamboo eaves. An old man with snow-white eyebrows was sitting on it. On his knees was a Shikigami with snow-white fur. The old man stroked the Shikigami's head and looked at the mountain in the distance.
The old man stretched out his hand and Xu Hui sat upright on a small stool beside the bamboo chair. Before she could speak, the old man smiled kindly and said, "You came so early. You must be very disappointed."
Xu Hui Pong said softly, "Old Ancestor, you have a clear understanding of worldly affairs."
The old man smiled and said, "That's good too. Since His Royal Highness can't be helped, then so be it. Us old fellows will also be relieved."
Xu Hui Pong knew that her opinion might affect the future plans of the four great clans in Yang Province. She said nervously, "Old Ancestor, why don't you send someone to test him again? I'm afraid I'm wrong."
The old man glanced at her. The Daoist nun, who already had a high status, was so scared that her delicate body trembled slightly. The old man stroked the Shikigami's head and smiled, "What are you afraid of? Do you think a little girl like you will bear such a huge burden? That would be looking down on people like Cheng Lian, Xu Gong, and Lu Daolin. Yang Province isn't that shabby."
Xu Hui Pong's face was pale and she didn't dare to make a sound.
The Minister of Personnel, Cheng Lian, was the head of the Yu family in Jiang Xin. Lu Daolin was the head of the Lu family in Lake Pavilion. Dragon General, Xu Gong. Although he wasn't the head of the Xu family in Gu Mu, he was still a great general of the dynasty who held military power. However, when these talented big shots of Yang Province saw this old ancestor, even if they did not tremble with fear like Xu Huipong, they still had to stand and speak respectfully. The reason why Xu Huipong could sit down was not only because she was a woman, but also because she was the granddaughter-in-law of this old consecrator of Yang Province. How could the foundation and power of the enormous Jiangnan Scholars Group be compared to the Green Party with only a hundred years of foundation? Hong Jia's escape to the North was planned by the Old Ancestor. There was also the "Family Traits" that evaluated the ranking of the clans in the world. A total of nine people from the dynasty participated. The Old Ancestor's ranking was even higher than that of the current Grand Secretary, Zhang Julu! This was because when the Old Ancestor was young, he was under the same master as the old Grand Secretary and the Grand Preceptor of West Chu, Sun Xiji. No matter how powerful Zhang Julu was, he still had to consider himself a junior.
The old man gazed into the distance, "Today's debate between kings and tyrants will probably have to pick up the wisdom of others again."
Xu Hui Pong hesitated but didn't say anything in the end. The Old Ancestor was involved in the debate between kings and tyrants at the pinnacle of the past fifty years. Naturally, he had the right to say this.
The old man sighed, "The old Grand Secretary was lucky to have Zhang Julu surpassing him. Otherwise, with his ability, he would only be a paperhanger in the Empire. He was destined to be unsuitable after the Spring and Autumn War. It's good that he died. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to maintain his integrity in his later years. That Old Man Sun from West Chu is miserable. In terms of reputation, the two of us added together can't compare to him. Now, among the scholars, he only loses to Xu Rentu in terms of infamy. It's better for him to die. "
Xu Hui Pong only listened with an open mind.
The old man heard the lion cat meow and lowered his head to look. He smiled, "It's not good for that Crown Prince to not be able to rise. It's a good thing in the short term. In the long term, wouldn't we have lived in vain after being called old by Tang Xi Sword Immortal for so many years?"
Xu Hui Pong fell to his knees.
The old man muttered, "What happened between you and Lu Baijie in the past is nothing. Get up. The ground is cold and it's not good to get cold. One has to be down-to-earth, but this isn't the way to do it. "
Xu Hui Pong stood up shakily and sat down again.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Go. Let that Humble Scholar meet His Royal Highness. With him coming up with plans for Beiliang, he won't lose to Zhao Guangling and Xu Rentu back then. This stagnant water will be revived."
Xu Hui Pong stood up gently. The old man said calmly, "Go and recommend yourself to that Crown Prince. Only then can you completely sever your relationship with Lu Baijie."
This female Taoist priest who had been pure of heart and few desires for many years didn't refuse. When she left, she bit her lip until it bled.
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