The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 360: A-level
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The Zhengyang Palace, which used to be quite lively, is now deserted.
Even though the sunshine filled the courtyard, Wu Ling'er still felt a little cold here.
The peach blossoms on the tree on the left side of the courtyard have all fallen, and even the petals scattered on the ground have lost their last touch of red at some point.
The pear tree on the right side of the courtyard was blooming at the moment, and she saw a pear blossom as if it were snow. In the past, she would have thought that the off-white pear blossoms were very beautiful, but now... she feels as if the pear blossoms are as beautiful as snow. The tree is covered with a piece of white silk!
My mother was taken to Dali Temple not only because of her arrangement at Hanling Temple, but also because of the shocking bad news that had just reached the palace - His Royal Highness Prince Ning of Changping Mansion was assassinated!
The whole court was shocked, and the father was even furious!
My mother actually laughed when she left that cold palace... This made Wu Ling'er feel cold all over.
How did that originally loving mother become so cruel?
No less than a poisonous scorpion!
Just for the status of prince?
Just to compete with Xu Yunqing, who has long been buried underground, for his father’s heart?
Is it worth it?
Now even if she wants to save her mother, it is no longer possible. How will she die?
Is it the three-foot white silk given by the father, or a glass of poisonous wine?
She will look ugly when she dies, but she will definitely die smiling, because she is a crazy woman!
She said that after she died, she would be buried outside Yunqing Courtyard. She wanted to see that place...Wu Ling'er had never been to that place before. What kind of place was it?
Is my father's love for Xu Yunqing really like that of a pair of mandarin ducks?
The pair of mandarin ducks are already sad in Yan Ruyu's painting, and the father's thoughts are no different from that of the living mandarin ducks. His heart is dead, so this Zhengyang Palace will probably never have an owner again.
She took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Hanling Temple. She thought that the cultural gathering in Hanling Temple must have started at this moment, but she didn't know what the theme of today's literary gathering was and what surprise Fu Xiaoguan would have. Where are the poems and articles published?
While she was daydreaming, there were footsteps.
She turned around and saw that it was her father who came!
"How is she...?" Wu Ling'er asked in a low voice.
"Ling'er, make a pot of pear blossom tea for my father." Emperor Wen didn't answer. He sat under the pavilion in the courtyard, facing the white pear blossom tree,
Wu Ling'er took a set of utensils, went to the pear tree and picked a few pear blossoms. She sat down beside Emperor Wen, without asking another word, and concentrated on making a pot of tea.
"That pear tree was planted for my father, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye..." Emperor Wen sighed, with a lonely face, "The prince is now fourteen, and she killed Prince Ning, thinking that the prince's east palace was stable. ”
Wu Ling'er suddenly raised his head, Emperor Wen's eyes still fell on the white pear tree, his expression turned cold, "Ling'er, my father wants to depose the prince!"
"Ding...!" With a crisp sound, a teacup fell to the ground and shattered.
Emperor Wen suddenly showed a smile and said, "As a father, I want to tell you that on the first day of today's literary meeting, with the couplet as the theme, do you think... can the little official Buddha win the first victory today?"
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At this moment, His Majesty was drinking tea in the Zhengyang Palace, and Wen Xingzhou, who was on the erudition floor, said this: In my opinion... Fu Xiaoguan is invincible!
This really surprised the old queen.
Since Wen Xingzhou said that Fu Xiaoguan is invincible... Come to think of it, they really are invincible.
She walked to the window again and looked at Fu Xiaoguan and others sitting on the grass. The sight seemed to be warm after being illuminated by the sun. Although it was still blurry, the figure seemed to gradually become clearer in her eyes. stand up.
After a while of burning incense, the female official came here with Master Huijue, the host of Hanling Temple.
The Queen Mother walked over again, and Master Huijue bowed respectfully. The Queen Mother pointed to the couplet on the table, "Since the first couplet was written by the master, please take a look at the lower couplet."
Master Huijue was quite surprised. He naturally hoped that some students from Fan State or Wu Dynasty could come up with an exquisite couplet. After all, Buddhism was more prosperous in these two countries, especially Fan State, where Buddhism was the state religion.
Is it possible that talented people from these two countries came out against each other so quickly?
He came to the table, looked at the couplet, and then his face gradually became surprised, and he actually opened his mouth, unable to say a word.
Everyone's eyes fell on his face at this moment, and they all saw Master Huijue's shock, and then they understood that Fu Xiaoguan's link was really serious.
Mei Fuzi sighed in his heart, how did Fu Xiaoguan, a young man from the Yu Dynasty, understand Buddhism?
This is really a monster!
The Wenhui of Wu Dynasty probably made wedding clothes for him.
After dozens of breaths, Master Huijue put his hands together and recited Amitabha.
"Returning to the Queen Mother, the Buddha's meaning in the second couplet is so profound that the poor monk has never seen it before. If the poor monk wants to achieve the result...this couplet is on top!"
As soon as Master Huijue said this, although the nine great scholars had already agreed with it in their hearts, they still let out a "hiss..." sound.
Without it, although they have dabbled in Buddhism, they are not very deep.
Looking at this couplet, they can only see the neat appearance, but they cannot see the profound Buddhist meaning in it like Master Huijue.
This is the reason why the Queen Mother invited Master Huijue to come and take a look. Since Master Huijue said this, that is the conclusion for this couplet!
"The Ai family remembers that Buddhism's eastward advance was blocked in the Yu Dynasty. It is said that in the Yu Dynasty today, not to mention temples, not even a few Buddhist scriptures can be found. How did Fu Xiaoguan... understand this Zen meaning? ?"
No one can answer the Queen Mother's question, and the Queen Mother does not seem to want anyone to answer. She added: "These two couplets have now been affirmed by you, but Ai Jia still said the same words, and I would like to warn you again. Just a word of caution, don’t make preconceptions, wait until all students’ correct answers are sent in, and then you can evaluate them carefully...”
She looked at the couplet on the table again and said: "If the result is still that Fu Xiaoguan's two paintings are the best... The Ai family thinks that just for this word, the points should be deducted. If you think these two paintings If the couplet is A on, then choose A on.”
"The Ai family is tired. Let's go back first. We will report the results to the Ai family after we have them."
The old queen mother left the Boxue Building with the support of the female officer, leaving the nine great scholars and Master Huijue looking at each other——
What does this mean?
Just because Fu Xiaoguan's handwriting is ugly, the Queen Mother cut off the armor?
"Words are the face of a person. To be honest, Fu Xiaoguan can't write as well as my newly enlightened grandson in terms of this word alone."
"Hey... The Queen Mother has this intention. She must have wanted to spur Fu Xiaoguan, but it's a pity!"
"So... wouldn't it mean that tomorrow's poems and tomorrow's articles, no matter how amazing Fu Xiaoguan is, will only be a hit?"
"My lords..." Master Huijue said, "fame and wealth are external things. With Mr. Fu's understanding of Buddhism, he must have seen through it. So the poor monk thinks that whether he is in the top of the armor or in the middle of the armor, Fu The young master never took it to heart."