I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

In the Guanyin Hall of Xiangji Temple, incense is curling up.

The emperor came to pray for blessings, and Ying Zhexu devoutly placed a stick of incense in front of the case.

In modern times, Baicaoshi, who does not believe in gods and Buddhas, also knelt down, touched the ground with his head, and prayed silently.

"Master Guanyin, there is a spirit in the sky, please bless the baby to be born safely, and don't pass me back to modern times willfully."

Ying Zhexu carefully helped her up, with a smile on his face, "Guanyin will hear your voice."

On one side, Master Puji and Ananda are both there.

"Your Majesty is enthroned, and the New Deal is more important to the people, and the master will protect you."

Ying Zhexu clasped his hands together and said to Master Puji: "Thanks to Master's support all the way, I will work hard every day I am in power, and do my best to make the people not hungry and have enough food and clothing."

Master Puji was very pleased, raised his hand, and made a gesture of "please", "Do you want to walk around, Your Majesty?"

Ying Zhexu looked at Baicaoshi and asked for her opinion with his eyes. She is now his key protection object, and he is afraid that she will be too weak.

Baicaoshi said with a smile, "I'm not paper, since I'm here, let's go around."

The Xiangji Temple has a symmetrical pattern on the central axis. Ying Zhexu took Baicaoshi's hand and walked up the stairs with her. When they passed the release pool, Baicaoshi stopped.

The release pond is just a small pond with a stone carp in the middle. The carp opens upwards and its mouth is full of copper coins. People who come to release lives often throw some money in order to get rid of the disaster as they wish.

The water in the pool is clear and shallow, with various small fish swimming around. Baicaoshi pointed with her finger, and there was a little turtle over there.

"At the beginning, she fell into the life-release pond on purpose, and asked you to save her?" Baicaoshi asked jokingly.

The question was endless, but Ying Zhexu knew what she meant.

Isn't it Shen Liqing?

He clung to her ear and said affectionately: "Anyone can see such a clumsy little trick. I never looked at her directly."

Baicaoshi covered her mouth and smiled, "I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"She is neither fragrant nor jade, why should I pity her?"

All his tenderness was given to Baicaoshi.

The two continued to walk forward, and they arrived at the fasting room where they had lived.

Back then, Ying Zhexu was injured by the Chixue Patriarch and needed surgery, so he didn't dare to do it in the palace, so he came to Xiangji Temple and borrowed a room from Master Puji. Master Puji and Ananda personally guarded that night.

"Your Majesty, empress, do you want to have a fast meal?"

The vegetarian meal is elegant and fresh, and it is also an excellent experience to taste the delicacies of mountains and seas.

After using it, the emperor continued to climb the mountain.

"Do you want to take a break?" Ying Zhexu asked while pinching Baicaoshi's palm.

Baicaoshi looked at the rolling mountains, her eyes were full of greenery, the summer wind blew past, swept away the heat, and her heart became more peaceful. "While climbing a mountain, enjoying the scenery at the same time, is better than spending a miserable life in the palace."

An hour later, they reached the top of the mountain.

The stone wall chessboard mountain where the regent king used to play chess is still there. On one side of the chessboard, there is a four or five-year-old boy practicing dancing under the guidance of the Arhat monk. The little meat fist dances like a tiger and a tiger, with a good appearance.

"Ren'er works very hard every time she practices martial arts. She has a tough heart, which is really rare."

That day in the palace, Concubine Si knocked out her own flesh and blood, and died willingly.

When Baicaoshi entered the palace, he couldn't let go of his life and death at a young age, so he hypnotized him with Yunzhao Zhuyou technique and sealed part of his memory. But because of his sensitive status, he was not brought into the palace, but handed over to Xiangji Temple to be raised. And set an agreement that Baicaoshi would come to visit every ten days.

"This is a child in the palace, with an innate talent." Ying Zhexu said. This kind of experience is distressing, but didn't he also come here when he was a child?

Next, Master Puji changed it to sound transmission: "We found that some masters were spying on Xiangji Temple. They seemed to be looking for something, but they were driven away by Ananda."

"It's my fault for disturbing Master's cleanliness." Baicao Poetry can imagine what the master said about coming to Xiangji Temple, and Ying Zheren's identity is already in doubt. But children are innocent.

"No, it's the empress who is kind." Puji clasped his hands together.

"Ren'er, come here!" Baicaoshi waved to Ying Zheren.

Yingzhe Renruyan jumped over with one petal, holding Baicaoshi's hand in her small hand, "Aunt Shishi, you are here, Ren'er misses you so much." He was very polite, even though he was a little afraid of Ying Zhexu, he still yelled Sound "Uncle".

Baicaoshi took the handkerchief, carefully helped him dry his sweat, and took out exquisite Poria cocos cakes and Citrus cakes from the food box of the maid behind him, "Look at what Auntie brought you."

Ying Zheren's black pupils were extremely bright, like broken stars, he picked up the Poria cocos cake and took a big bite, "Aunt Shishi loves me the most. I will be filial to my aunt when I grow up."

Baicaoshi had mixed feelings in her heart, and touched his tiger head and tiger brain.

"Aunt Shishi, can I go to study at Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine? I want to learn useful skills and help Aunt Shishi in the future."

Baicaoshi was taken aback.

Ying Zheren is too smart, he knew about the university at such a young age, someone must have told him this, maybe he also knew in his little heart that getting close to Baicaoshi is the safest choice.

"Yes, but not now. After you have trained your body well, you can go to Mongolian school when you are seven years old, okay?"

Ying Zheren stretched out his little finger, "Aunt Shishi pulls the hook."

The big hand and the small hand hooked each other and chatted for a while, Baicaoshi and Ying Zhexu bid farewell to Ying Zheren and Master Puji, and went back to the palace.

In the royal carriage, Baicaoshi hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Your Majesty, you won't blame me, will you?"

Ying Zhexu looked at her in surprise, and took her hand, "Shishi, I don't like that you treat me so well, it's true. I still like you to call me Yu Bao when there is no one else."

Baicaoshi smiled, "Yu Bao, aren't you afraid that one day, Ren'er will raise a knife against you when she knows the truth?"

Ying Zhexu raised his finger and stroked Baicaoshi's face, "Since I can tolerate him, I'm not afraid that he will find something."

This is the mind of a generation of emperors, and it is also the confidence and confidence of Ying Zhexu.

"And Shishi, I am pleased with you, because you can tolerate an ignorant child. Even if he has an amazing background, even..."

The son of a lifelong rival.

Her eye sockets were hot, and Baicaoshi's chest was heaving. She fell in love with this kind of Yubao. She called Yu Bao and snuggled into his arms.

**

"Baishui Village, the little widow. She's a flamboyant woman who defeats customs. Seducing a man to harm her husband, how can you serve the king with a ruined willow?"

In the past few days, there are often little beggars singing harmony songs on the streets of Yanjing. Foreseeing officials or inspecting the city defense, they dispersed in a hurry.

At first the people didn't pay attention, but the song became more and more popular, and it was heard everywhere in just two days.

The people talked about it after dinner, and suddenly someone raised their foreheads in shock, "This, this, this, the ballad is not about the current dynasty..."

Queen?