After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

However, no one paid attention to her.

Nan Baoyi wrinkled his little nose pitifully.

Nan Yan's hands in her sleeves were tightly clenched into fists.

Nan Baoyi is too cheap, really too cheap!

How could she have such a mean sister!

When he was angry, Nan Baoyi looked over.

She smiled apologetically at Nan Yan, "I couldn't fulfill my sister's wish and was humiliated by tens of thousands of people. In my heart, I am really sorry. How about you scold me to relieve my hatred?"

South Rouge is on fire.

She found that Nan Baoyi was not only cheap, but also thick-skinned like never before!

She sneered and sneered: "Nan Baoyi, your skin is really thicker than the soles of my shoes."

"My sister's skin is not as thick as the sole of a shoe... because you have no skin at all, hahahahaha."

"you--"

Nan Yan was speechless with anger.

I understood why the old monk was so angry that he vomited blood.

She stabilized her mind, and said in a deep voice: "Nan Baoyi, you will not be arrogant for a few days. At the foot of Zhennan Temple Mountain, a high platform to burn you is already being built. After forty-eight days, let's wait and see. I hope you will be burned to death I can laugh so happily when I'm here!"

After speaking, he walked away expressionlessly.

In the dungeon, only Nan Baoyi and the old host were left.

The old abbot folded his palms together and recited Amitabha.

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

He was born old and cold, and his brows did not have the benevolent eyebrows that he was used to as a monk.

She hugged the iron fence, her white tender and beautiful face intentionally revealed her frailty: "Old host, actually, you know that I'm not some evil girl, right?"

The old host did not answer.

"You know I'm not an evil daughter, but you still want to burn me to death... Being burned alive, but it hurts a lot. Old host, I am so merciful!"

"All living things are suffering."

"I'm not bitter.

I was even living a sweet life before I got the unwarranted infamy. My suffering was caused by Nanyan and Xia Minghui, and by Zhennan Temple. You are the ones who advised me to put down the butcher knife, but you are also the ones who hold the butcher knife. "

"A benefactor, why bother to save the common people in the world? If the common people say that the benefactor is evil, then the benefactor is evil. It is only natural for evil to go to hell."

"What if I willingly go to hell?"

"That's the merit of Zhennan Temple to influence Xie Chong."

Nan Baoyi smiled, "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If I go to hell voluntarily, then I am a Buddha. Since I have become a Buddha, why should I go to hell again?"

The old host was speechless.

He stared deeply at the girl.

I can't blame my senior brother for being so panic-stricken. This girl has a pure and exquisite heart, and I'm afraid she will be a person of great merit in the world.

Burn this kind of person...

He is sinful.

only……

There was a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and he turned and left in silence.

Nan Baoyi stayed alone in the dungeon.

She lay on the small couch with big characters, "The monks in the Buddhist temple are really boring. They are not as fun as the old Taoist priests. He can tell jokes!"

Just when he felt bored, the cellar door was reopened.

It turned out that the Nan family had donated a large sum of money for incense and came here to visit.

"Jiaojiao!"

Nan Baozhu jumped up and down, urging the little monk Mi to open the cell door, "Such a big thing has happened, we are so anxious! Grandmother is very angry, and she is still lying on the couch. She insists on coming to see it in person regardless of her illness." Look at you, we talked all kinds of things, so we didn't let her come."

She embraced Nan Baoyi, with tears in her almond eyes: "Jiaojiao, you've lost weight again..."

Nan Baoyi hugged her back, and said awkwardly, "Zhuzhu, you're getting fat again..."

While the two sisters were talking, the second aunt and Cheng Yerou directed the servants of the Nan family to carry all kinds of things into the cellar.

The cold walls were painted with new powder, and the brand-new and precious crystal bead curtains swayed slightly. Layers of light gauze curtains separated the inner room, outer room and study room.

Furniture such as babu beds, makeup mirror tables, desks, official hat chairs, and antique racks of golden nanmu are placed in appropriate places.

The bedding embroidered with hibiscus flowers was exquisite and soft, and all kinds of skirts, shirts and jewelry were carefully put into the cupboard and treasure box by the maid, and even a furnace of incense was added.

The rare summer fruits and vegetables are chilled in a crystal plate, and a large bunch of lychees is particularly eye-catching.

In just two quarters of an hour, the dark and damp cellar turned into a bright boudoir.

"Although it's not as luxurious and comfortable as at home, it's much more pleasing to the eye than before." Jiang sat down on the embroidered pier, picked up the teacup, and behaved like a housewife, "You like Jiaojiao?"

Nan Baoyi said "uh".

In other words, she came to jail.

How to make it seem like a summer escape!

Cheng Yerou personally rolled up the bed curtain with a golden hook, and said with a smile: "Whatever Jiaojiao wants to do, just let go and do it. The old ancestor said that no matter what you want to do, the Nan family and the Song family will fully support it."

Nan Baoyi said softly, "Is the business at home okay?"

"The Shu brocade area has been affected a bit. Fortunately, our family is an imperial merchant, so we don't have to worry about not being able to receive orders." Nan Baorong peeled a lychee and fed it to her gently, "The business of the bank is on the right track. Second Uncle, Eldest Brother, cooperate with Shining, and before the end of the year, we will be able to open the branch of the bank to Shengjing City."

Lychees are sweet.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

She was relieved that nothing happened at home.

The redecorated dungeon is very comfortable to live in.

And seven seven forty-nine days of lectures are still going on.

The old host probably felt that Zhennan Temple lost face by discussing the Tao yesterday, so today he specially invited the most sophistry monk in the temple to appear on the stage.

There were only a lot of people who came to watch, and it even attracted Gu Chongshan and a group of officials from Jinguan City to watch.

Nan Baoyi talked eloquently, but left the monk speechless. In the end, he ignored the scriptures and almost ran out of the cellar crying!

The common people completely forgot that Nan Baoyi was Xie Chong's daughter, and they couldn't wait to applaud loudly when they heard the wonderful thing, as if they were extremely admiring.

Nan Yan was among the crowd, her pretty face was pale and distorted.

She cooperated with Xia Minghui to get Nan Baoyi into Zhennan Temple, and it was for her to suffer!

But look, she slept on a high bed with soft pillows, wore brocade and silk, and even ate rare fruits like lychees!

Is she here to suffer? !

She obviously came to enjoy the blessing!

The old host couldn't hold back even more.

He arranged for the monks from Zhennan Temple to debate one by one, which one is not a famous eminent monk, but no one talked about Nan Baoyi!

The eminent monks even sat in a row outside the iron fence, each with a small book, and when Nan Baoyi sat and discussed the Tao, they wrote down her golden words like flying.

With that posture, I just need to ask her, an evil girl, to teach Buddhism!

The number of people watching the discussion is increasing day by day.

Nan Baoyi's reputation is like an arrow flying off the string, soaring straight into the sky!

Some people called her an evil girl, while others said she was wronged. In the past month, she had almost taken over all the chatter in Jinguan City after dinner.

The girl in the center of the whirlpool eats fruit and reads scriptures and history in the dungeon all day long.

After having a full dinner every day, he leaned against the prison door, secretly hoping that the powerful minister would come over earlier tonight.

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The debate is too difficult to write. It took three hours for Jiaojiao to debate with the old monk.