Fengxian Temple, also known as the Buddha Cave of Dalushana.

Its alias comes from the Buddha statue of Lushenna and a group of cliff-shaped group sculptures.

The temple covers an area of ​​about 1,000 square meters, but because it is located halfway up the mountain, its depth is much larger. There are three steps in the entire temple. The Buddha statue of Lushena stands on the cliff and looks at the earth of Yiluo with a compassionate gaze. It is said that the Buddha statue is carved according to the appearance of Wu Zetian, and it has its own unique meaning.

Located on three steps, the main hall is an empty building with no Buddha statues enshrined inside.

Wu Zetian sat upright in the center of the hall, and behind her, the big Buddha Lushe could be vaguely seen, as if the human and the Buddha statue had become one.

As soon as Yang Shouwen walked into the hall, he felt the invisible pressure spreading in the hall.

It is also a unique pressure formed by the mixture of divine power and monarchy power.

Ordinary people will feel inexplicably panic when they come in, and they will be even more awe-inspiring.

"Yang Qingzhi, you have indeed obtained Wu Kui. I must be a little proud at this moment."

Wu Zetian's voice echoed in the empty hall, in line with the Sanskrit sound that appeared and seemed to exist and not existed.

The precious ambergris is lit in the incense burner in the main hall.

The blue smoke curled and the strange fragrance filled the nose.

Yang Shouwen hurriedly paused and said, "Only when I get the kindness of the saints, can I have the glory of today. It is not that I have great talents, but that I am really loving to the saints."

This was the second time that Yang Shouwen faced Wu Zetian, and he was still nervous.

He didn't dare to look up, but he could feel it. A pair of eyes staring at him.

There are other people on both sides of the hall.

However, Yang Shouwen couldn't have time to watch. So he didn't know who was there. Just one Wu Zetian made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. This feeling was even more of a feeling he had never had before, which made him nervous.

"You have self-knowledge.

I know you are brave, but I never thought you had such a way. The full riding and shooting is a record that has never been seen since the founding of Wuke. I am very happy to be able to choose a pillar of the court. Previously, I thought you were extremely literary and able to recite poems and essays; but I didn't expect that you made a big splash in Changzhou and showed extraordinary talents. The treasure of Huangtai was successfully found and you have made contributions to your strategizing. Now, you set a record again, so I appointed you as the undergraduate Wuke, and no one in the court opposed it. It can be said that it is something that everyone hopes, and you don't have to underestimate yourself."

The public in the court hopes that they will return

Yang Shouwen's heart sank, and a strange feeling lingered in his heart.

He couldn't explain the reason, but

Very uneasy

Well, it's just a feeling of uneasiness.

After Wu Zetian finished speaking, the hall fell into silence.

After a while, he heard Wu Zetian say, "Yang Shouwen, raise your head."

"I obey the order."

Yang Shouwen took a deep breath and raised his head.

Only then did he see clearly what was happening in the hall.

Wu Zetian sat upright in the center of the hall, and more than a dozen people stood on both sides.

Some are known to Yang Shouwen; but some are unfamiliar. For example, Princess Taiping, which he saw for the second time, is not unfamiliar. The middle-aged man standing on Princess Taiping is tall and fat, and looks very burly, but it gives people a very weak feeling. The chubby round face has a warm smile, which makes people feel friendly.

However, the middle-aged man who was headed under Princess Taiping was thin and tall.

Between the eyebrows, you can vaguely see that they are somewhat similar to the fat man, but they give people a deeper and more resolute feeling.

There was also a smile on his face.

There were other people, but most of them were not recognized by Yang Shouwen.

Wu Zetian said: "It seems that the feng shui in Jiangnan is very good. I heard that you have experienced many hardships and have taken the risk of getting into the thief's cave in person, but I didn't see you at all clearing it down. But this spirit seems much better than before leaving Luoyang."

"This is thanks to the saint's strategy."

"You kid, don't be slick in front of me.

I remember you didn’t shout at me, aren’t you afraid of me? Now you’re even talking much less. Do you want to eat some more alcohol so that I don’t have to put my boss’ efforts to hear what you are saying.”

Wu Zetian seemed to be in a good mood.

So many changes have happened, but it seems that it has not affected her mood.

Of course, at her level, if you don’t show your emotions, how can you easily express your inner thoughts?

Everyone on both sides couldn't help laughing.

Yang Shouwen said with a look of embarrassment: "Sage, don't make fun of me anymore. At that time, I was just drunk to enhance the courage of cowards."

"Ha, can you make the cowards brave?

Wu Zetian laughed loudly, making the atmosphere in the hall seem to become much more active.

"Yang Qingzhi, you have taken Wu Kui this time, and I want to reward you."

"Oh, saint, I don't want to reward you. I only want to ask the saint to agree."

"What's up"

Wu Zetian's eyes closed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yang Shouwen rubbed his nose, organized the language, and then shouted loudly: "The reason why I rushed back to God and participated in the martial arts ceremony is for one person. I dare not expect the saint to reward me, but only beg the saint to spare that person's life."

"who"

"Before I went south, I met Li Guo, the prince of the Eastern Palace.

He has helped the weak ministers many times, and has a deep friendship with them. I heard that Li Guo had offended the saint before and was imprisoned in the heavenly prison. Therefore, I hurried back to Shendu, wanting to ask the saint to spare him once to save him from the heavenly prison."

"The Prince of the Eastern Palace, Li Guo"

Wu Zetian's expression seemed a bit strange.

Li Xian's mouth twitched, turned his head and looked at Princess Taiping, and saw Princess Taiping looking amused and crying.

This silly boy, haven't figured out what's going on yet

Yang Shouwen raised his head and looked at Wu Zetian.

Wu Zetian pondered for a long time and suddenly said to Li Xian: "Crown Prince, you should talk about this."

Li Xian smiled, stepped forward, and stopped in front of Wu Zetian: "Qingzhi, do you still remember the Lone King?"

"Who are you"

"Sixteen years ago, Gu was punished by the saint for making a mistake and went to Luling.

When he was passing by the foot of Wudang Mountain, he was ambushed by a bandit. At that time, an old god passed by with a boy and drove away the bandits. The old god, named Yang Dafang, was from the Yang clan of Hongnong. And that boy."

"You are Li, the prince"

Yang Shouwen couldn't react at first, but after hearing what the other party said, he immediately understood his identity.

Crown Prince Li Xian, the historical Emperor Zhongzong of Tang.

"Shizi, don't be fine."

Li Xian still remembers Yang Shouwen's nickname and greets Yang Shouwen with a smile.

He suddenly turned around and paused in front of Wu Zetian and said, "Mother, my son, I had an agreement with Yang Dafang that when my daughter grew up, I would marry Yang Shouwen as my wife. For this reason, I have been looking for his grandparents and grandchildren for many years, but I never thought of meeting again in God. Originally, Anle had said that her husband should have the talent of the top scholar. I was still hesitating about how to persuade her. I never thought that Qingzhi had seized Wu Kui today, so wouldn't he meet the request of Anle's top scholar.

This marriage has been delayed for too long.

The son-in-law dared to ask his mother to give her a marriage, so that Anle and Yang Qingzhi would get married as soon as possible, which could be considered as a matter of the son-in-law's thoughts."

Wu Zetian was obviously prepared for this, so he did not show any surprise.

She smiled and said, "I never thought that Guer and Qingzhi had such a marriage, which really surprised me."

Slowly, I seemed to talk to you about Li Guo again, but why did it suddenly get involved in Princess Anle?

Yang Shouwen was a little confused and didn't hear clearly what Wu Zetian said for a while.

He turned his head and looked at Princess Taiping. Seeing Princess Taiping smiling, he was looking at him with a very gentle look.

"Sage, please wait"

When Yang Shouwen saw that Wu Zetian was about to speak, he hurriedly shouted.

He took a step forward and paused and said, "Report to the saint, I forgive you for not obeying what the prince said."

"ah"

A series of screams sounded in the hall.

Yang Shouwen's head was dizzy at this time, but he didn't stop on his mouth and still shouted: "The thing the prince said was that I was young and confused at the time, so I had no impression. Besides, I didn't want to marry the princess, let alone be the son-in-law. I beg the prince to take back the fate, and I would never marry Princess Anle."

"What did you say"

Li Xian was originally very happy, and a thought that had plagued him for many years was about to come true.

But unexpectedly, Yang Shouwen refused in public, which made him unable to react at once.

Wu Zetian's face also became a little ugly.

She stared at Yang Shouwen and said in a deep voice after a while: "Yang Shouwen, what you said just now, dare to say it again." To be continued. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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