The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

Zhao Lingyun still didn't know that Chen Fangfei's eldest brother was suspicious of him for no reason. Zhao Lingyun was sitting in the guest room with King Fu at the moment, staring into small eyes.

Jiang Mingyue sat aside and drank a few sips of water, trying to stabilize her mind first, so as to cope with the various problems to be faced next.

"Let's eat first," Zhao Lingyun suggested after sitting for a while. If you don't want to talk, let's eat.

Fu Wang: "You can't eat meat in the temple, so is it possible to eat vegetarian noodles?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Eat, it's not shit, why can't you eat it?"

Fu Wang rolled his eyes again, "When it comes to eating, what do you have to do with shit? Are you looking for trouble?"

Zhao Lingyun: "I'm okay. After a while, the sage will get angry, and he won't be able to send it to me. Think about what you want to do."

This is not something that can be solved with a single board.

Thinking of seeing his father, King Fu didn’t persuade him. He just couldn’t figure out how he would tell his father that you gave Zhao Jiaxian'er the son and concubine. I, Zhao Lingchen, fell in love with you. Miss Chen could point it to her son, Fu Wang felt that if he wanted to say that, he could be beaten to death by his father.

"Are you eating vegetarian noodles?" Zhao Lingyun asked Jiang Mingyue if he would eat them.

Jiang Mingyue asked: "Is it delicious?"

Zhao Lingyun: "It's okay. I have eaten the plain noodles in this temple. I don't need any money to eat it for free."

This made Jiang Mingyue curious and said, "No money?"

There are a lot of people who go to Biyun Temple to offer incense every year. If they eat noodles for nothing, how much money does Biyun Temple have to buy for one noodle every year?

Zhao Lingyun scratched his head, "Anyway, the monk in this temple didn't ask me for money."

Jiang Mingyue understood that Biyun Temple asked for money, but her family had nothing to eat and drink.

"Hey, Lord," Zhao Lingyun asked King Fu, "Does the noodles in this temple require money?"

King Fu looked at Zhao Lingyun with a stubborn expression, and said, "This king wants to overcome the catastrophe, but Zhao Da, you are thinking about eating vegetarian noodles?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Do you accompany you through the catastrophe when you are hungry? If you die, you will be a ghost, who is going to be a starving ghost?"

Jiang Mingyue thought, do these two have to fight again?

Fu Wang nodded his head and said, "Your words make sense, so let's eat noodles first."

Jiang Mingyue: "..."

Lord, you were so easily convinced by Zhao Lingyun?

So when Chen Fangfei's family was still uneasy, listening to Mrs. He's crying and groaning to a headache, Jiang Mingyue sat with Zhao Lingyun and Fu Wang to eat noodles.

The noodles were brought by the gourd, not only the plain noodles, but also a few freshly-made vegetarian dishes, which were filled with a table.

Zhao Lingyun asked the gourd: "Why did you send it, where are the people in this temple?"

Master Zhao remembered now, he has been to Biyun Temple for a long time, and he hasn't seen a monk from Biyun Temple yet.

Calabash: "They dare not come over, maybe they are afraid of getting into trouble."

Zhao Lingyun patted the table, "Are we still in trouble? Where's the Green Star?"

Fu Wang: "Who is Qingxing? The abbot of Biyun Temple has changed? Where has Master Qingjing gone?"

"Qingjing ran away a long time ago," Zhao Lingyun said in an angry voice: "Qingxing is his junior, and now Biyun Temple is under his control. You are walking around the capital every day, why don't you know any news?"

Fu Wang is still concerned about Master Qingjing, "Why does Qingjing run?"

Zhao Lingyun opened his mouth and talked nonsense: "Maybe he fell in love with a woman who went to a family and gave birth to a child."

Fu Wang believed it, and said, "That's it."

Jiang Mingyue couldn't listen anymore, "Master Qingjing is more than a few years old, what kind of family did he become? Don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Lingyun just let go of Master Qingjing, but he was not going to let Master Qingxing go, and said to Calabash: "Count the heads, one bowl of noodles, and let the monks in this temple make it for you."

When the gourd heard there was something to eat, even if he had just eaten a full plate of tofu dumplings, the gourd ran out happily.

"No money," Zhao Lingyun said to King Fu, "You tell Lao Wang not to have rich people."

Jiang Mingyue wanted to ask, why should Wang Shunzi have rich people? This one is not short of money, isn't he just a rich man?

After eating half a bowl of plain noodles, Fu Wang asked, "Will Qingxing be too poor for us?"

Zhao Lingyun curled his lips, "This is just the beginning. Let's come often from now on, until we don't invade this temple."

Jiang Mingyue ate noodles silently, and the revenge of the elder in her family was really strange, leaving her speechless. And why do you Zhao Xilou want to retaliate against Biyun Temple? It is obviously Biyun Temple who begs you to let them go, right?

"It's finished," Fu Wang put the empty bowl on the table.

Zhao Lingyun caught a chopsticks and dried dried bamboo shoots, and said: "If you don't have enough, please order another bowl."

Fu Wang said, "I'm not in the mood to eat."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then don't eat, there is food in your stomach, and you will die in a while, you are also a satiated ghost."

Fu Wang: "This king intends to tell the truth to his father."

Zhao Lingyun: "What's the truth? Let's say it in advance, don't take the matter to my wife, she has nothing to do with this matter."

Is your wife one of the masterminds?

King Fu looked at Jiang Mingyue and said solemnly: "Don't worry, younger brothers and sisters, this matter has nothing to do with you, and this king will never let people find you."

Before Jiang Mingyue spoke, Zhao Lingyun said: "Well, you are right to think so, what are you going to say to the saint?"

Fu Wang: "This king wants to marry Miss Chen Si."

Zhao Lingyun: "What if the saint disagrees?"

Fu Wang stalked his neck, he was about to let go of cruel words.

"Don't worry," Zhao Lingyun told King Fu to stop talking and said, "What if the saint let Chen Si be your concubine? What do you say?"

Fu Wang insisted: "This king wants to marry her."

Zhao Lingyun: "This is too difficult, can you take a step back?"

Fu Wang said: "This king must have a princess, why can't it be Miss Chen Si?"

Zhao Lingyun whispered: "Do you know how Shengshang and Yugui Concubine are planning for you? What if they have already found a princess for you, but they haven't had time to say it yet?"

Fu Wang grinned, "Oh, who didn't let them say, it's too late to say, this king has embraced Miss Chen Si."

Zhao Lingyun: "Hold it? Why don't you just say that you two are already asleep..."

"Cough," Jiang Mingyue coughed.

Zhao Lingyun didn't go any further.

Seven of King Fu was dissatisfied and eight of them were not angry, but after staring at Zhao Lingyun for a while, King Fu himself became discouraged and said, "The side concubine seems to be fine."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then let's just make sure that Miss Chen Si will definitely be able to enter your Fuwang Mansion. We really can't do anything about her status. Don't make trouble with the sage because of your status. Point Miss Chen Si to someone else? Shall I accompany you to grab your relatives?"

Fu Wang: "Then how do you ensure that Miss Fourth will definitely be by my side?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Kneel down to beg, cry, you knock out a hole in your head, maybe the saint will feel softened?"

Fu Wang felt that Zhao Da was talking nonsense with him. When did his father feel soft-hearted? If kowtow is useful, does he endure so many beatings since childhood?