"Husband, please have some tea!"
Modun angrily sat down on a chair to the side. Princess Changle, who was at his side, carefully offered him tea as an apology.
"Mm!"
Meton expressionlessly picked up the tea and took a sip. Immediately, a fragrant aroma filled his mouth. Just as he was about to nod his head in satisfaction, he suddenly remembered the purpose of his return. He quickly restrained himself.
"This is the highest quality tea that this concubine asked for from Imperial Father. If husband likes it, this concubine will take more next time." Princess Changle unhesitatingly took the side of Chu Li.
Meton drank the tea in his hand and sighed, "I do like it, but I'm afraid that I won't have the fortune to enjoy it."
Princess Changle's beautiful eyes turned and asked in confusion, "Husband, why do you say that?"
Meton hatefully said, "Today, His Majesty almost poured a torrent of abuse on this husband. If he knew that this husband was ruining his most precious tea, would this husband still have a good life?"
Princess Changle immediately felt guilty. She naturally knew the reason why Meton was scolded today. She immediately acted coquettishly and said, "Isn't this concubine afraid that husband will take things too hard? You fell into that monk's trap. "
Meton angrily smiled and said, "So you prepared to transform into the White Lady and flood Jinshan Temple to save your husband."
"White Lady?" Princess Changle opened her beautiful eyes wide and curiously stared at Meton.
"Is this just a legend of Suhang?" Meton just remembered that Leifeng Pagoda had not been built in this era. He couldn't help but laugh.
"I want to hear it. This concubine loves to hear husband's legends the most." Princess Changle just happened to want to change the topic and quickly acted coquettishly.
Moreover, Meton's storytelling ability was universally acknowledged. After Meton embellished the story of Liang Zhu, the entire country went crazy over it. Moreover, the story of the woman sacrificing herself to save her husband that was told by Meton made her even more interested.
When Meton heard Princess Changle's coquettish and fawning eyes, he was already scared out of his wits. He had already forgotten about the accusation just now. He couldn't help but proudly say, "It is said that at the foot of Mount Qingcheng, there is a snake demon who has been cultivating for thousands of years. She turned into a beautiful woman called White Lady …"
What Meton was talking about was naturally the new version of White Snake's legend that was familiar to the later generations. After being processed by the later generations, it had long been perfected. Just the beginning had already attracted Princess Changle's attention.
"A snake demon in human form?" Princess Changle's heart was suddenly filled with excitement. If an ordinary woman heard about a snake demon, she would definitely be afraid. However, for Princess Changle who had studied medicine, it was obviously not an obstacle.
Meton nodded and said, "Yes, this snake demon had been kind all her life. She had cultivated and was preparing to become an immortal. However, she was enlightened by Guanyin. She still had an unfinished business with the mortal world. Before White Snake cultivated human nature, she was once captured by hunters. Later, she was saved by a shepherd boy. Now that the shepherd boy has been reincarnated, he is now in Suhang West Lake. You only need to look for him at the top of West Lake to see his savior."
Princess Changle asked, "Who was the shepherd boy reincarnated as?"
"The shepherd boy is now a disciple of the School of Medicine. His name is Xu Xian."
"A disciple of the School of Medicine!" Princess Changle couldn't help but feel regretful. If only it was Mo Jiazi's younger brother. However, the relationship between the School of Medicine and the School of Medicine was very close. Although Princess Changle felt regretful, she calmly accepted it.
"In that case, did the White Lady and Xu Xian ever meet?" Princess Changle asked.
Meton laughed aloud and said, "The way of fate is wonderful beyond words. Another song goes, 'West Lake is beautiful in March, the spring rain is like wine, the willows are like smoke.' If fate brought us together, it would be hard to hold hands. Ten years of cultivation were spent together, and a hundred years of cultivation were spent sleeping on the same pillow. If there is good fortune in a thousand years, our heads will turn white and our hearts will be in front of us. "
Meton held Princess Changle's hand tightly. He naturally understood the fear in Princess Changle's heart. After all, to a woman, losing the person she loved the most was extremely cruel. He took the opportunity to tell the story of "The Legend of the White Snake" to make Princess Changle feel at ease.
"We must have had a thousand years of fate in our previous lives to be able to sleep on the same pillow and grow old together in this life," Princess Changle said emotionally. The anxiety in her heart gradually calmed down.
"Meeting under a broken bridge, swimming under an umbrella …"
One by one, wonderful stories told about how White Lady and Xu Xian met each other, got to know each other, and got married. Everything was as beautiful as a marriage arranged by God.
However, the more beautiful the love was, the more it would attract the jealousy of God. Just like the beautiful love between Liang Zhu and his classmate for three years, the love between Xu Xian and White Lady also encountered the biggest crisis, and that was White Lady's identity.
"Fahai of Jinshan Temple told Xu Xian that his wife was a snake demon. Humans and demons have different paths, so he tricked Xu Xian into becoming a monk. White Lady was angry and flooded the Jinshan Temple …"
Only now did Princess Changle realize the origin of Moton's description of the White Serpent flooding the Jinshan Temple. She could not help but feel confused. However, thinking about it carefully, she and the White Serpent shared some similarities. Both of them bravely fought for the sake of their love.
"What was the result? Did White Lady save Xu Xian?" Princess Changle asked. She was now very fond of White Lady, who dared to love and hate. Naturally, she wanted White Lady to have a happy ending.
Meton regretfully shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, White Lady was pregnant. Although she had thousands of years of magical power, her fetus was affected. After she gave birth to a son for Xu Xian, Fahai suppressed her under the Leifeng Pagoda. As long as the Leifeng Pagoda doesn't fall, White Lady and Xu Xian can't be reunited."
"Ah! This group of monks is really too hateful. Not only are they heartless, they also wantonly break up the love of the world! "Princess Changle almost completely put herself in White Lady's shoes and said.
"Don't tell me that White Lady and Xu Xian can't be reunited for the rest of their lives? Why do you always tell these tragic stories? No, I have to let White Lady and Xu Xian reunite. "Princess Changle's small face puffed up with anger. She was about to cry.
Meton quickly smiled apologetically and said, "Of course, there will be a turning point. The turning point is this newborn son. His name is Xu Shilin … "
Meton quickly told the story of how Xu Shilin returned to his hometown to sacrifice to the pagoda to save his mother after he became the top scorer in the exam. Only then did Princess Changle smile through her tears.
"Rest assured. What your husband learned is the knowledge of the School of Mo. What I seek is the truth of the world. It is absolute rationality. How can I believe in the idealism of the Buddhist?" Meton proudly said.
Princess Changle looked at Meton with a face of worship. Although she didn't go out, she also knew about the heated discussion about the School of Mo's Bridge Erecting Machine in Chang 'an City. In her heart, she naturally felt relieved about Meton.
After Meton comforted Princess Changle, he went out. Now was the critical period of the Crooked River Bridge's repair. It couldn't be done without him.
When Meton left, Princess Changle, who was incomparably weak just now, immediately bent over the table and wrote down the story of White Lady that she had just heard.
"Come on, go to the Mo's Journal and ask Mochi to come here. Tell him that I have an article to publish." Princess Changle sat upright and still. There was no doubt that she was the mistress of the Mo's Mansion. In the manuscript in her hand, there were three big characters.
The Legend of the White Snake.
The School of Buddhism actually wanted to bewitch her husband into becoming a monk. This was intolerable for any wife. Today, she turned into White Lady and gave the School of Buddhism a flood.
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