Lady Pig was forcibly carried back into the carriage by the dictator pig. He lowered his proud head like a defeated rooster and began to become unhappy.

Fang Tianzhuo lowered his eyes. He Zheng's pitiful appearance made his heart tighten. He frowned and said softly, "From next month, Zheng'er's palace share will increase by 10%."

The so-called palace share is the monthly amount of money. After all, this is the salary He Zheng gave him for serving him. He Zheng looked up at him, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and shook his head: "If you want to make another exception for me, someone will definitely have an opinion. ."

The palace share he took should be the same as Qiu Shuiluo's. If he suddenly took it higher than hers, I'm not sure there would be any gossip. Now that he lives in Fang Tianzhuo's palace, some people are implying that Fang Tianzhuo is not very good, but the other party is used to being dictatorial, and he is too lazy to pay attention to it.

"It is an exception to take more palace shares. You have to show your face to do business, so why not make an exception?"

"I didn't say I wanted to show my face, I just wanted to be self-sufficient." After speaking, He Zheng suddenly felt as if he had been brainwashed, and later realized: "I'm not a woman, what's wrong with me showing my face? I should have been showing my face. of."

"I don't allow you to be self-sufficient." Fang Tianzhuo said lightly: "This matter is not allowed to be mentioned again."

He Zheng was very aggrieved, he moved and pushed him: "I want to sit by myself, you put me down."

"Then go back to the palace." Fang Tianzhuo let go of him, found that he was immediately far away from him, and said displeased: "If Zheng'er is not good, I won't take you out next time."

He Zheng was even more aggrieved. How could he listen to Fang Tianzhuo's words as if he was a puppy walking around. The miserable role made his nose sore: "I don't want to go back, I haven't had enough fun."

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his hand, He Zheng glanced at it, handed it to him to sit back, Fang Tianzhuo asked, "Where else do we go?"

He Zheng was depressed for a moment and said, "I heard that there is a very spiritual Leiguang Temple outside the city. I want to pray for the little prince."

Fang Tianzhuo's heart softened, and he ordered someone to go to Leiguang Temple, and said softly to He Zheng: "If Zheng'er wants to spend money, you can ask me for it, why bother with that little dividend?"

He Zheng flattened his mouth and said, "Because we are immortals, even wives have jobs."

The economic base determines the family status. In this feudal era when the whole world can't find relatives, is it wrong for him to save some money?

Fang Tianzhuo's expression and tone have not changed, but the feeling has changed: "It seems that Zheng'er really misses the days of immortals very much."

He Zheng said as a matter of course: "The fairy life is so comfortable, of course I think about it."

Fang Tianzhuo leaned against the wall of the car, pursed his lips slightly, and said nothing.

He Zheng really thinks about it, thinks it too much, he will only understand after living in ancient times, even if he is favored, in fact, his life is not as comfortable as at home, not to mention in modern times he can go wherever he wants. If you bring a bank card, you can come and go on a trip at any time, but look at him here, and he is still restricted by Fang Tianzhuo when he leaves the palace. It is clearly his name on the farm, but he is not. Can't even get dividends.

Too much really.

He glanced at Fang Tianzhuo's face with his eyes closed and rested, suddenly jumped up and bit him hard, then immediately lowered his head and continued to be "emotionally depressed".

Like a cat that scratches people and quickly pretends to be good.

Fang Tianzhuo didn't move, but He Zheng knew that he was looking at himself. There is nothing to see, that is, I bit you, and this is the price you paid for squeezing me as a stinky emperor.

Arriving at Leiguang Temple, the sky was dazed by the light rain again. He Zheng was carried off the car, looked up at the small stairs going up the mountain, lifted the skirt, and walked awkwardly.

It is undeniable that skirts are not as convenient as long gowns. If it weren't for pregnancy, He Zheng would never wear such complicated and procrastinating clothes in his life.

I don't know if it was because he was afraid of falling, or because he felt that he was crawling slowly, or both, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly picked him up after walking up a few steps, and He Zheng immediately kicked: "What are you doing? You must walk up this road yourself, in order to express your sincerity to the Buddha, and to truly achieve what you want.”

"It seems that the rain is going to be heavy, so we have to go up as soon as possible." Fang Tianzhuo said: "I am sincere to go up on your behalf."

He took a step forward, but He Zheng insisted: "Today is a torrential rain, thunderstorm, I have to walk up by myself, I don't care about you!"

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him coldly, He Zheng held his neck and picked up his arrogance, Fang Tianzhuo gently put him down: "As you wish."

He took the lead.

He Zheng stood firm, looked up at the sky, it was rare to come out to play once, but don't be too big, he lowered his head, looked at his stomach and raised his feet——

pat.

A huge raindrop fell in the middle of his head, and the weight told He Zheng that God would never conform to his thoughts.

Pa-ta, pa-ta, the stairs in front of He Zheng also began to drop big raindrops, and pieces of irregular shapes splashed on the stairs, and a rumble of thunder rolled through the air.

He Zheng speeded up, glanced at the long stairs, and immediately called Fang Tianzhuo: "Your Majesty... Xianggong!"

In fact, Fang Tianzhuo didn't really leave him behind, otherwise how could he be only a few steps away from He Zheng with his feet.

He turned his head, He Zheng raised his hand to cover his head, his eyes were black, and said, "It's really big..."

Fang Tianzhuo: "Oh?"

"I, if I get sick with stranguria, it's not very easy to treat..." What if one corpse and two lives?

While talking, the raindrops began to crackle, Fang Tianzhuo reached out his hand indifferently, picked him up, and went up the mountain with Qinggong.

He Zheng landed in front of the Buddha statue, except that the corners of his clothes were a little wet, but he didn't get too wet. Fang Tianzhuo shook his sleeves, glanced at the torrential rain that soon turned into a pouring rain, and said, "When the rain stops, I will come again. Carry the Zhenger to the foot of the mountain and express your sincerity."

He Zheng knew that he was trying to hide himself, so he muttered childishly in a mosquito humming voice, but said rudely, "Did I just let you hug me? Why don't I remember?"

Fang Tianzhuo came over to hug him without saying a word, and said coldly, "I will send you down now."

He Zheng immediately turned around and wanted to run, Fang Tianzhuo's eyes flashed with worry, and he grabbed him back, He Zheng pushed him to confess: "Xiang Gong, you have a lot of adults, don't have the same knowledge as me, such a heavy rain, baby get sick."

"You don't need me to travel, eh?"

"What you want, we husband and wife are one body, your feet are my feet, and my people are yours. Why do you still talk to me?"

Fang Tianzhuo laughed and pinched his face: "How can you make me angry with such a flattering mouth?"

He Zheng was stunned for a moment, yes, he was not like this at home before, why since he met Fang Tianzhuo, he couldn't help losing his temper and always wanted to find fault with him, you know, he used to be at home But be good, otherwise his parents and brothers would not be willing to spoil him.

After thinking about it, he said, "Who made you bully me like that before?"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned. In his impression, He Zheng was constantly challenging his bottom line. Why is he not good now? He accused: "It's really a bad wife to sue first."

He Zheng was stunned: "You..."

"Two benefactors." A voice suddenly came from his ear, He Zheng turned his head, it turned out to be a young novice, he hurriedly folded his hands and bowed back, saying, "I'm sorry for disturbing the clean place, we are here to pray of."

The little novice smiled and said, "Donor, please come with me."

Under the guidance of the other party, He Zheng burned incense and knelt on the futon respectfully. His mother believed in Buddhism. Since he suffered a strange illness when he was seven years old, he became a very devout believer and burned incense once a week. She chanted sutras and went to the temple to worship every month. Her parents and brothers were busy with work, so He Zheng personally accompanied her, and she never refused to slack off.

Therefore, when he worshipped the Buddha at this moment, he was also very presentable.

He looked at the Buddha seriously, slowly closed his eyes, looked extremely pious, and then bowed deeply.

Fang Tianzhuo looked at the big Buddha coldly, his thumb slid across his knuckles. If Zhenger makes a wish to go back, if the Buddha makes his wish come true, I will pull out all the Buddhist temples in this world, kill all the monks and nuns, burn all the Buddhist scriptures, and make the "Buddha" disappear forever.

He Zheng stood up, bowed again, turned around and walked over, and heard Fang Tianzhuo ask, "What wish did Zheng Er pray for?"

"I hope my immortal parents and brother can live a long and healthy life. I hope I can give birth to your majesty's little prince safely. I hope..." He glanced at Fang Tianzhuo, suddenly shut his mouth, and said, "No more. "

He Zheng does not have him in his wishes.

Fang Tianzhuo put his clenched fingers behind his back, and He Zheng asked, "Does Your Majesty have any wishes?"

"I don't believe in Buddhism."

"Why?" Although most ancient people seemed to believe in gods and Buddhas, Fang Tianzhuo didn't believe in Buddha He Zheng but was not surprised. He just wanted to hear Fang Tianzhuo's reasons.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, then I and the Buddha are naturally equal, so why believe in him?"

Fang Tianzhuo passed him and said, "It's raining like this, let's stay tonight."

He Zheng was the first to hear this theory. He pulled Fang Tianzhuo's sleeve and asked, "Since you agree with the Buddha's words, do you also agree that the people of the world are equal to His Majesty? Like me?"

Fang Tianzhuo chuckled and said, "That's it."

"Then, shouldn't Your Majesty think twice before committing murder?"

Fang Tianzhuo said lightly: "It's just Yizheng's."

His expression didn't seem to follow He Zheng at all, but He Zheng was still a little happy. They stayed in the backyard with the little novice. , said: "Buddhist vegetarian food is light and not meaty, can your majesty get used to it?"

"It's good to get used to it."

He Zheng is not afraid of this. He has lived in a temple with his mother and tasted vegetarian food. Although it is very vegetarian, the taste is still good.

The torrential rain poured outside the window, the ears were very noisy, and the trees swayed with their teeth and claws, as if they were dying, creaking in the wind and rain.

He Zheng flipped through the scriptures for a while, turned his head to look at Fang Tianzhuo, and found that he seemed to have something on his mind, and his expression had always been very indifferent.

The vegetarian meal was delivered in time. He Zheng thanked the little novice, took it and put it on the table and called Fang Tianzhuo. The latter sat down opposite him and held it up to eat. He Zheng was indeed a little hungry, so he quickly put a mouthful in his mouth. , his face changed slightly.

This ancient vegetarian meal is so different from the modern one!

He reluctantly swallowed it, but saw Fang Tianzhuo's face did not change, and he was calmly eating dishes and rice.

He licked his lips, took a drink of water to dilute the sad taste in his mouth, and said, "Is it delicious?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Very good."

He Zheng suspected that his taste buds were different from his own. He took another bite of other dishes, all of which were unpalatable. He suspected that it was all boiled with no oil at all... Wait, ancient times Do you have edible vegetable oil?

He Zheng slapped the rice with a bitter face, unable to swallow, Fang Tianzhuo said, "I ordered someone to buy some meat."

He Zheng hurriedly dragged him back: "No, no, no, you can eat it, and I definitely can."

Fang Tianzhuo sat back, glanced outside, then turned back to watch him eat quietly, He Zheng's face became more and more ugly, thinking that he could never be better than a pampered emperor, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly opened his mouth : "I was exiled at the age of eleven. When I had to, I ate carrion, chewed tree bark, and drank blood."

Fang Tianzhuo stared at him and said warmly: "It seems that my Zhenger is really a little fairy who came down to earth."