The courtyard behind the Gushan Temple.
"Where did you buy these books?" Li Junche looked through a pile of storybooks on the stone table.
During the few days when he was conscious, he could hear Wen Jinhe reading a storybook to him every day. Each story was more absurd than the last, and the plot twists were unexpected.
Wen Jinhe found the storybook he had not finished reading yesterday and handed it to Li Junche, "The one sold in my bookstore is very popular."
Li Junche turned to the page with the leaves on it and started reading.
The deep and deep male voice matched perfectly with the bells of the Buddhist temple, exuding a sense of calmness and tranquility.
Wen Jinhe was lying on the stone table, staring at Li Junche with his head tilted, with a faint smile on his lips.
"After watching it for so many days, you still haven't seen enough?"
"The prince is whiter than before, whiter than the snow on the Gushan Temple."
After waking up yesterday, Zhao Bi told Li Junche what had happened in the past few months.
Wen Jinhe had nightmares in the middle of the night and summoned secret guards to come out of the city to meet him.
Later, when he fell into a coma, she did not give up and evaded Li Yuheng's surveillance and took him to Gushan Temple for treatment.
Each one of them made Li Junche feel full of love for Wen Jinhe.
Originally he was going to protect her, but now it's the other way around.
Zhao Bi stood not far away with the letter he had just received, not wanting to disturb the warm scene in front of him.
Only those who witnessed it with their own eyes can understand how much Wen Jinhe suffered for Li Junche during this period.
Zhao Bi turned around and left, going back after a while. He had been waiting for several months and was not in a hurry for this moment.
Master Cinian in the Zen room stood by the window and looked flatly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Half an hour later, Zhao Bi saw Wen Jinhe leaving and then came over, "Your Majesty, there is a letter from the capital."
This letter was first sent to Baifo Temple by Song Zhiyuan, and then sent all the way from Baifo Temple to Gushan Temple.
There was only one useful prince left in the Beidi Kingdom, Li Yuheng, and all the civil and military officials believed that he would be the one to ascend the throne in the future.
The emperor began to entrust Li Yuheng with important responsibilities, seeming to be training the future heir to the throne.
Zhao Bi looked ugly, "A lot of people have been placed in the army. Fortunately, General Wei is somewhat capable and the military power did not fall into the hands of the eldest prince."
Li Junche put down the letter and asked, "How is the situation at Baifo Temple?"
Zhao Bi nodded, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Man Qiu, He Shi and Butler Li all cooperated tacitly and didn't reveal any flaws."
Three days later, Master Cinian said to Li Junche: "Your illness has been cured and you can leave."
Li Junche lowered his head and raised his hands towards Master Cinian: "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."
Before leaving, Master Cinian looked at Wen Jinhe: "The capital of Beidi Kingdom is thousands of miles away from Shuonan City, so I shouldn't be that famous. How did the donor find him in the first place?"
Wen Jinhe looked at Master Cinian calmly, "Someone sent a message saying that there is a miracle doctor in Gushan Temple. With the mentality of giving it a try, I sent someone here to inquire."
Master Ci Nian: "Who is the person who conveyed the message?"
Wen Jinhe shook his head and answered frankly: "That person didn't show up."
"I see, donors, please come down the mountain." Master Ci Nian closed the door of the meditation room, returned to sit on the futon, clasped his hands and closed his eyes.
When going down the mountain, Doctor Zhou took three steps and turned back.
Wen Jinhe asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
Doctor Zhou touched his beard, sighed and shook his head, "Master Ci Nian's medical skills are superb and difficult for ordinary people to reach. I don't know if I will be able to reach this level in my life."
Li Junche looked at Dr. Zhou and said, "If you want to stay, I will not stop you."
Doctor Zhou's eyes were full of despair, "I told Master Cinian, but it's a pity that he was unwilling."
Wen Jinhe raised his eyebrows. A monk has no desires and does not even like to meet outsiders. He always feels that Master Cinian is a person with a story.
The solitary mountain towers into the clouds, and the sound of Buddha resounds in the sky. The longer you stay, the more you feel a sense of cleansing your soul.
It's a pity that Wen Jinhe, Zhao Bi and others have hatred and desire in their hearts, and have no intention of giving up everything and becoming a monk.
The carriage left Gushan and set off for Shuonan City.
"The situation in the DPRK is getting worse and worse. Shouldn't we go back quickly?" Wen Jinhe looked at Li Junche with worry.
Li Junche held Wen Jinhe's hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry. I finally came out and showed you around."
As one of the major tax towns in Beidi Kingdom, Shuonan City not only has picturesque scenery, but also has many talented people.
Many officials in the DPRK were from Jiangdong.
Entering Shuonan City, Wen Jinhe immediately noticed the difference between this place and the capital.
The clothes of both men and women in the city are very bright and colorful.
Moreover, women generally do not wear curtains and hats, and the customs and customs are very open.
Arriving at the largest restaurant in Shuonan City, Wen Jinhe ordered all the signature dishes.
After the food was served, Li Junche patiently picked out the fish bones and put the snow-white fish meat into Wen Jinhe's bowl.
Wen Jinhe has lost more than ten kilograms in the past few months and is so light that he can be blown away by the wind.
It was a little better after arriving at Gushan Temple, but the temple was vegetarian, so I didn't gain any flesh at all.
When Li Junche woke up, he couldn't help but feel distressed. He was even thinner than before.
The dishes in Shuonan City are completely different from those in the capital city.
Pay attention to the exquisite presentation, and the portions of each dish are small.
There is an atmosphere of literati everywhere.
After eating, Li Junche held Wen Jinhe's hand and walked around the streets of Shuonan City.
Wen Jinhe opened her eyes wide and saw the familiar name of the store, and she pulled Li Junche inside.
The guy greeted me warmly.
Seeing Wen Jinhe pick up a palm-sized pine, bamboo and plum pattern makeup mirror, he immediately said: "Madam, you have good taste. This mirror is a new product produced by our imperial merchant in Beidi Kingdom. It was just shipped from the capital a few days ago. Look at the clarity. It’s really convenient to go out. ”
Wen Jinhe didn't know that this was a new product produced by Huangshang. This store was one of their partners. "How much does this cost?"
The boy immediately replied: "Only one hundred taels of silver."
Such a mirror sells for fifty taels of silver in the capital city, and the price in Shuonan City doubles.
"Your shopkeeper is good at doing business. Things worth fifty taels of silver are sold for one hundred taels. It seems that the business is not bad." Wen Jinhe joked with a smile.
The clerk was stunned and asked carefully: "Madam, is she from the capital?"
Wen Jinhe nodded lightly, "Yes."
The clerk explained awkwardly: "No wonder, this capital is two thousand miles away from Shuonan City. The transportation expenses alone are not a small amount of money, so increasing the price is helpless."
Wen Jinhe put down the mirror and said, "Understood."
In ancient times, transportation costs were high, and accidents were possible on the road.
But there are people buying one hundred taels. Do you lose money by selling fifty taels, or are the people in Jiangdong relatively rich?
After leaving the store, Li Junche said: "I have never seen that thing before." The mirror in the backyard of Prince Che's Mansion was not so clear.
Wen Jinhe held Li Junche's arm, raised his head and said with a smile, "There are many businesses in the palace that are dozens of times bigger than this one."
"Did you choose Huangshang?" Li Junche guessed.
Wen Jinhe admitted, "Well, we have won all eight royal merchants, but outsiders don't know that I am the boss behind the scenes."
