Outside the temple, there are special garrisons arranged by the royal family.
The effect is nothing special, but at least it shows the identity of Concubine Zhuang, and also warns some fools not to provoke Concubine Zhuang who is practicing here.
"See commander Xuanwu Zhou." Outside the temple, the commander of the garrison bowed to greet Wu Zhe.
Although everyone is a leader, they are not at the same level at all.
The rank of the Xuanwu female general was originally one level higher than that of the generals, not to mention that the commander of the Xuanwu army was Princess Qing, and this Zhou Zhiruo in front of her was Zhou Zhiruo who was the most popular person in front of the emperor. I believe that even the first-class generals in the army will bow to her when they see her.
"You've worked hard, General." Wu Zhe said with a smile, "I want to visit Concubine Zhuang, and I hope it will be convenient for you, General."
"How dare General Zhou stop Commander Zhou?" The garrison commander said politely, "Commander Zhou must be a close friend of concubine Zhuang, cough, and Layman Zhuang. When friends meet, I will not be able to think of any reason to stop them."
"Thank you very much." Wu Zhe thought to himself that it must be that Emperor Xuanwu did not arrange to stop the meeting, otherwise who would easily sell his favor? After all, the emperor of Wu Kingdom is the biggest.
Wu Zhe signaled the attendants of Prince Mo's residence to entertain the sergeants of the commander of the defenders, and he entered the temple under the leadership of the commander.
Concubine Zhuang has already been called Jushi Zhuang, so it's really fast. It's only been a few days, and you've already cut your hair out
No, it is called a layman, so it should not be a monk. It is likely that the hair was kept, and the ceremony of apprenticeship was held
Wu Zhe didn't quite understand these things, and he didn't bother to look them up in his head.
But this made her more aware of Concubine Zhuang's position in her heart.
If it was Princess Qing or Mu Qingya, even if Hu Yunjiao became a layman, she would actively figure out what layman means.
It can be seen that Concubine Zhuang can only be regarded as a friend in Wu Zhe's eyes. At this time, I came back to China to see her, just out of some sympathy or care.
The temple is quiet and quiet, and someone has already reported it. The old nun, the abbot of the temple, came out with several monks and nuns.
"Amitabha, the poor nun has met Commander Zhou." After the old nun greeted him, she welcomed Wu Zhe in with a smile on her face.
"Commander Zhou, the general can only send you here. It is not easy for the general to enter the temple." The commander of the defenders retreated.
"Thank you." Wu Zhe also asked Mang Lao to stay at the gate of the temple. He walked in with the nuns.
Mang Lao stood at the gate of the temple and guarded the surrounding area, responsible for protecting the safety.
The commander of the defenders was very happy, and felt that the other party was giving him face.
With Wu Zhe's current status, what would happen if he brought the old guard with him? What's more, the old guard is still an elder of the Sanshengzong.
The garrison commander left happily. Wu Zhe walked more and more slowly inside.
I don't know what to do, why do I have the feeling of going to see my lover for farewell
The love affair between himself and Concubine Zhuang's daughter was discovered by Emperor Xuanwu. Although it was not strictly a crouching dragon bed, it made Emperor Xuanwu's head turn green after all. Concubine Zhuang logically speaking, it would be considered good if she could save her life.
But. Someone also said: There is no way to reason with women, right
Wu Zhe felt uneasy, and walked more and more slowly.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but I was a little sorry for him after all.
What if Zhuang Concubine Sao Po makes trouble? Wouldn't it be a joke for these monks and nuns? However, Xuanwu Emperor can arrange Concubine Zhuang here, and he can definitely trust it here, so it shouldn't be a problem.
Looking at Concubine Zhuang this time, I don't know if Emperor Xuanwu will be jealous. Even with these old monks and nuns accompanying him, he was afraid that Emperor Xuanwu would suspect that he would continue his career. It's best to leave as soon as you see him.
The old monk and nun saw how Wu Zhe kept his head down thinking about things, so he wisely didn't say much. Several people walked quietly into the deep courtyard.
A single log cabin in the middle of the yard. Surrounding them are houses with the same specifications and obviously poorer configuration.
Wu Zhe understood at a glance that the surrounding area was a house for protection and surveillance. no doubt. None of these monks and nuns is a fuel-efficient lamp.
Alas, one can imagine how depressed Concubine Zhuang is here.
With a creak, the door of the middle room was pushed open, and it was Concubine Zhuang looking out.
Suddenly their eyes met, and Wu Zhe and Concubine Zhuang met face to face.
At this time, Concubine Zhuang has no phoenix crown on her head and no girdle on her body, and her clothes are no longer bright red, but gray and plain. It is very similar to Wu Zhe's outfit of the elder sister of Yuan Healing Hall.
Concubine Zhuang, who was originally full of beauty, is thinner than Huang Hua even though she has not been shaved. Just a few days. The spirit of the whole person is completely different.
Concubine Zhuang's eyes turned red when she saw Wu Zhe.
"I've seen... Concubine Zhuang." Wu Zhe hesitated, but still didn't call her a layman.
"You are finally here." Concubine Zhuang called out, but was speechless.
Others don't know the truth about the incident of the eldest prince molesting his mother and concubine. I thought Concubine Zhuang lived here voluntarily.
But Concubine Zhuang was in the middle of the game, and she couldn't react for a while, but she also guessed the reason afterwards. Although he was not sure whether Emperor Xuanwu knew about his affairs with Zhou Zhiruo, he could at least understand that he was being used as a pawn by Emperor Xuanwu.
"The poor nun resigns." The abbot, the monk and the nun, left with interest.
Wu Zhe said in a low voice, "Concubine Zhuang has lost a lot."
Concubine Zhuang stared at Wu Zhe for a long time, then sighed faintly: "You are still the same."
The two stood in front of the door blankly for a long time without speaking.
"Come in." Concubine Zhuang took the initiative to lead Wu Zhe into the house.
Wu Zhe followed Concubine Zhuang into the door. But did not close the door.
Concubine Zhuang glanced back, sighed again, but said nothing.
She understood right away that nine out of ten the emperor already knew about the scandal.
The furniture in the house is simple, only a bed, a table and a bookshelf, and the rest are simple washing utensils.
Wu Zhe sat down at the table, and Concubine Zhuang brought a cup of tea.
Teacups and bowls are simple and can only be regarded as objects of ordinary people's standard. The fragrance of tea is also indifferent and indecent, not considered a treasure.
The tea enters the mouth and is slightly cool.
But Wu Zhe also understands who here often pours hot water? It's good to be able to keep supplies intact.
"You are the only one who is willing to drink the herbal tea here." Concubine Zhuang sat on the other side of the table and said slowly.
Wu Zhe asked, "Didn't anyone from the family come?"
Concubine Zhuang looked out of the window: "They are only busy running around giving gifts and keeping their jobs in the past glory days. How did they ever think about it?"
Her eye circles were red, but she never shed tears.
Wu Zhe knew in her heart that she had already passed the time of misery, and had reached the point where she could gradually accept it.
The two of them remained silent for a long time.
It should be said that there is no way to talk about it.
Wu Zhe saw the Four Treasures of the Study on the corner of the table, and took the inkstone to grind it: "I have a song, write it for you."
After a cup of tea, the monks and nuns who were waiting not far away saw Wu Zhe leave.
In the lonely room, there was the dull singing of Concubine Zhuang.
[Engraved well ~ heart on every brow ~ through thinking between paintings...]
[... She is nostalgic ~ Lihualei ~ Jinghua red makeup waiting for who will return ~ Kongliu Yiren is slowly haggard...]
[... Listen to the breeze ~ the ringing in the ear ~ sigh the flowing water and the wound of falling flowers ~ who is playing the piano in the smoke and clouds...] (~^~)