The structure of Qing Xuguan is similar to that of ordinary Taoism. The building is symtrical about the central axis. The main hall is Sanqing Hall, which enshrines the statue of Sanqing. There are also four imperial halls, jietai and bell and drum towers. The scale of the entire palace view is not large. It is better than lush trees and winding paths. It opens a quiet world in the mundane world.
Du Leng pushed Fu Shen slowly on the uneven road, just like the two most common pilgrims. Feilongwei has searched the yard from the inside out, and Fu Shen can't see anything, but just thinks about things through this place. In fact, he still had a doubt in his heart. He never said it to outsiders, but fell into his heart all the ti.
The next day he and Yan Xiaohan beca married, Yu Qiaoting sent him a box of **** Dongzhu.
Fu Shen asked him to take it away, but he never forgot about it. Any details related to the Dai people are not trivial. This old opponent always stared at him with a stare, seemingly Anshun, but secretly sharpened his minions, crouching for the chance of a fatal blow.
Fu Shen unloading the commander of the North Yan Army and returning to Beijing to nourish his wounds undoubtedly gave them hope. They even dared to take the opportunity to step forward boldly to try it out. However, he didn't take any action. I am afraid that this is the next thing that Zhou Junchen and his co-workers did together. Board.
Bei Yan Tieqi was by no ans unprepared. The only thing that disturbed Fu Shen was that he did not know how many eyeliners the Dai people had in Beijing. Are there any actions behind the murder of Jin Wuwei and the assassination of Wanshouyan? Is that box of Dongzhu purely provocative, or is it a hint?
Dongzhu is a very precious piece of jewelry in the Dai people. In addition to paying tribute to Dazhou, only the wife and mother of the leader, the queen-queen of the Central Plains, are eligible to wear it. Therefore, the Dong people refer to the queen by the east pearl, and Wanshouban happened to be the queen's day. Is this just a coincidence?
If you think of it in general, Jindan and Dongzhu are similar in shape and very suspicious; and if the na "dong" in Dongzhu is used, would it imply that the East Palace was the most damaged in this matter?
Just thinking about it all the way, the wheelchair seed to run over a small rock, Fu Shen bumped a bit, looked back from the ditation, looked up, and asked in wonder: "Where is this?"
Du Leng said awkwardly: "I don't know, I seem to be lost ..."
"It's okay," Fu Shen sneered, pointing with a hand. "Let's go. The yard is so big that you can go out with your eyes closed. Is there a small building in front of you?"
Du Leng was so ashad that he didn't even dare to put a fart, and pushed Fu Shen to the other side in a dull way. The two stopped in front of the small three-story building, and Fu Shen tickled his lips with interest, wondering: "Tibetan Scripture Building? So partial."
They have walked through many temples, and although Fu Shen was halfway through, he can estimate that they are probably not sure which corner in the Qingxu concept. This Buddhist scripture building is remote, far from the box house where the priests live, and it is hidden behind a large forest. It looks very inaccessible and very difficult to find-is anyone really going to read the scripture here?
"Go in and see."
Du Leng moved Fu Shen and the wheelchair up the stairs very hard, panting exhaustedly: "I can't get in, the door is locked."
Fu Shen glanced over and said, "Small thoughts." He said that he flipped the palm of his hand and did not know where to find a small knife, and broke the brass lock on the door three or two tis. Raising a hand and pushing, the two wooden doors suddenly opened, and the sll of old paper sheets was mixed with dust.
Du Leng: "..."
Fu Shen's hands were too fast. Du Leng didn't even see his movents, and the heavy brass lock was like a gadget in his palm.
The most important thing is ... why, as a patient, he can feel the knife casually!
There was dust all over the bookcase, and Du Leng moved the wheelchair across the threshold again. Ichiro, unlike those martial arts, can easily carry Hou Ye to the second floor.
"Forget it, you close the door," Fu Shen couldn't bear it, stood on the armrest, "I'll go by myself."
His injuries are very delicate, his knee bones are broken and his veins are damaged, but he will not stand up, as long as he is well-bred, there is hope for healing in the future. However, in a short period of ti, he really couldn't walk as usual. Even if the wound was healed, he couldn't look forward to the front as long as he was healthy.
It was embarrassing that the emperor's eyeliner was in the army. The news of Fu Shen's injury could not be concealed, and the emperor imdiately ordered him to return to Beijing for recuperation. Fu Shen knew that he was afraid of himself, but he didn't expect it to be so impatient. He is even less likely to tell the emperor that he is expected to recover, otherwise he might not live in Beijing for a month.
He can only count on the plan, he said the injury a little bit more, keep his life first. The disabled look was all made for the emperor. Fu Shen's bones were almost healed. It didn't matter if they stood up and walked for a while.
Du Leng knows his real situation. In order to pretend to be realistic, he also dispenses a pair of pills to Fu Shen, which can make people's legs weak and unconscious. The effect is so outstanding that even Shen Shen policy was confused by them.
Du Leng turned around to cover the door, and said uneasily, "Slow down, you haven't walked much lately, and you fell carefully. Does your leg hurt?"
"A bit, let's do it." Fu Shen carefully found the balance, leaning against the wall and slowly walking through the bookshelf. "No one has been here for a long ti, and no one has cleaned it, but the steps at the door are very clean, it looks like It ’s strange to go. ”
Du Leng pushed him in a wheelchair and followed him. Fu Shen turned around on the second floor again. Seeing all the tattered books, he put them back in disinterest. When he reached the end of the room, he suddenly said, "Huh. ? "
Du Leng is unknown, so Fu Shen walked around the room a few tis, frowning, "Co downstairs."
The two returned to the first floor, and still walked back and forth a few tis, Fu Shen bent his fingers on the four walls one by one. Seeing his deep frown, Du Leng couldn't help asking, "General, what's wrong?"
"Not right." Fu Shen said, "Don't you feel? The room on the second floor seems to be bigger than the first floor."
Du Leng shook his head blankly.
Fu Shendao: "Count how many steps it takes to get to the wall from the door, and then go to the second floor and follow the sa route."
Du Leng walked exactly as he said. After a while, he hurried down from the second floor, stunned, and said, "At least one step on the second floor! Is it ..." *
Fu Shen raised a finger, comparing with a snoring gesture.
He whispered: "Go to General Wei and ask him to bring a few people and bring so wet wood ..." *
The North Prison Departnt of Prison.
The director of Chunyang Road did not say a word so far. Yan Xiaohan and Tang Guo spent so much ti in the torture chamber in order to obtain confessions. Soone outside ca in hastily and whispered sothing to Yan Xiaohan.
"I see." Yan Xiaohan turned to the aisle to Tang, "Doctor Shen is looking for
if you have a problem, and I'll go out for a while."
Tang Guo blinked his eyes when he heard the words "Doctor Shen
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