Becoming The Real Rich Daughter After Divorce - Chapter 459

Listening to Zhao Qingquan’s words, Lingxuan frowned slightly, “Your Highness the Princess wants to use chess to recruit the concubine?”

Zhao Qingquan said: “Exactly, I also ask the master to help.”

Lingxuan fiddled with one of his own beads and said, “This little monk can’t help the donor.”

Zhao Qingquan stood up and asked, “Why? Uncle Zhao’s mansion in Chang’an is gradually declining. The ancestors of the Zhao family are a famous family, and now there is no title. If I can become a concubine, I will be able to restore the Zhao mansion, brother…”

Lingxuan glared at Zhao Qingquan and said, “Amitabha, the little monk has already entered Buddhism. There is only Lingxuan here, and there is no brother of the donor.”

Zhao Qingquan said: “Auntie also knows about this matter, so you can’t look at your aunt’s face and help our Zhao family this time?”

Lingxuan closed his eyes and turned the Buddha beads in his hands, ignoring Zhao Qingquan.

Zhao Qingquan fluttered his sleeves angrily and left, “Lingxuan, it’s fine if you don’t want to help. Without your help, I might not be able to become a concubine!”

Not long ago, he recruited Quan Chang’an’s powerful Go masters, and those Go masters might not be able to win Lingxuan.

After Lingxuan sent Zhao Qingquan away, looking at Zhao Qingquan’s back, there was a touch of envy in his eyes that could not be concealed. If he hadn’t been designated as a Buddhist son by Master Yitong of Xiangguo Temple at birth, he grew up in the mortal world. He definitely won’t let go.

Lingxuan entered a dimly lit dark room, lit a candle, took the knife on the side, and slashed his arm fiercely.

In front of the place where the knife was cut, there was a scar. This scar was made by a master when he was bewitched by others when he was a child and followed a few big monks to catch a pheasant.

This knife eliminates the karma, and also allows him to remember not to violate the precepts when he sees this scar.

Lingxuan watched the blood dripping onto the ground, and gradually forgot the agile figure in his heart.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, many pilgrims came to Xiangguo Temple, some of them came to taste a bowl of Laba porridge in Xiangguo Temple.

Outside the Xiangguo Temple, the princess’ ceremonial ride was grand and grand.

Lingxuan heard that Princess Weiyang was coming. As the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, he had to go out to greet him. Outside the door, Lingxuan bowed to Lu Weiyang and said, “Your Highness Princess.”

Lu Weiyang looked at the man in front of him who he hadn’t seen for nearly a month, and said coldly: “This princess is going to select a concubine in Chang’an City tomorrow, and I want to invite Master Lingxuan to watch it.”

Lingxuan put his hands together and said, “The little monk has no choice but to obey the princess’s order. It’s just that there will be a dharma meeting in Xiangguo Temple tomorrow. As an abbot, the little monk can’t escape. Please forgive me.”

Lu Weiyang sneered, “Master, is it really for the Fa meeting?”

Lingxuan said: “Yes.”

Lu Weiyang stared at Lingxuan’s face, his eyes were as pure as ever, and there was no change in his face, he really didn’t take her to heart.

Lu Weiyang clenched her hands tightly, she was really stupid, Her Royal Highness Princess Dangtang was uneasy and sad for him, but he was still the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, and the untouchable Buddhist son.

“Tomorrow I will choose a concubine.” Lu Weiyang said.

Lingxuan smiled slightly and said, “Then congratulations, Your Royal Highness.”

Lu Weiyang frowned and said: “I’m going to find someone else to be the concubine, is it a happy thing for you?”

Lingxuan put his hands together and said, “If the princess can find her beloved as her consort, the little monk will naturally be happy with the princess.”

Lu Weiyang wanted to find out from Lingxuan’s expression that he was lying, but his eyes told him that he was happy, and he didn’t care about himself at all.

She is the only one who is stupid, still thinking about Lingxuan, she will be recruiting a concubine tomorrow, and she still doesn’t give up to come here and be very cheap.

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The arena where Princess Weiyang was playing chess and recruiting relatives was set up outside the palace gate. Many people rushed over in the early morning, and there was a huge iron chessboard with magnet pieces on it.

Every step on the stage, a palace servant will stick the chess pieces on the big iron chessboard for everyone below to appreciate.

Those who can come here to compete in chess and recruit relatives, naturally, they must first hand over the chess records they have played in the past. There are ten people shortlisted, and each of them is the noble son of Chang’an City.

The format of the competition is a two-by-two game, and five winners will be determined. Among the five winners, one of them can directly advance by drawing lots, and the remaining four are still two-two to determine the winners, and these three will play separately. , the winner is to play against Weiyang.

The chess competition started in the morning, and there was a break at noon. It was not until dusk that the winner Zhao Qingquan was decided.

Lu Weiyang was quite curious when she saw that Zhao Qingquan won. She had played against Zhao Qingquan, but his chess was far from being so good.

The maid on the side lit sandalwood, and Lu Weiyang touched the beads in his hands and said, “Let’s start.”

Lu Weiyang placed Baizi first, and her first hand was naturally Tianyuan.

Zhao Qingquan saw the Buddha beads in Lu Weiyang’s hands and said, “Is this string of beads from Master Lingxuan?”

“You know?”

Zhao Qingquan said: “Master Lingxuan was my cousin when he was a layman.”

Lu Weiyang said clearly: “It turns out that, let’s continue.”

Lu Weiyang looked at Zhao Qingquan’s fierce chess style. He never imagined that his chess skills had improved so much in just over a month.

In a teahouse box not far away, Mrs. Zhao smiled and looked at Lingxuan who was in front of her: “Mother may not have seen you for a long time, I really can’t even invite you, you must accompany me to finish the ride today. This chess game.”

Lingxuan said: “Mrs. Zhao, the little monk has already become a monk.”

Mrs. Zhao looked at her son and said, “Let’s play chess.”

Mrs. Zhao glanced at the little maid next to her and compared her movements, then she counted the squares on the chessboard in her heart and dropped a piece.

Lingxuan looked at the position of Mrs. Zhao’s fall, and the first hand was Tian Yuan, and then the method of falling was very similar to Lu Weiyang.

Ling Xuan glanced at his arm.

The unscabbed arm was still aching, and he thought he could endure it.

It’s really not right to think of Lu Weiyang in the next game of chess.

In the arena, Lu Weiyang and Zhao Qingquan were playing chess, and the original underestimated enemy also turned into a positive opponent. How could it be possible? How can a person’s chess strength and chess style change so much in a short period of time?

Besides, she was too familiar with this style of chess, which was clearly Lingxuan’s way of playing chess.

The people watching the battle below, because Zhao Qingquan dropped a black piece, all praised: “Okay, this piece is very good!”

“I look at Zhao Shizi’s chess style, and he looks like Grandmaster Lingxuan.”

“Zhao Shizi is the lay cousin of Master Lingxuan. Since he is a brother, perhaps his style of chess is similar.”

After Lu Weiyang gave birth, Zhao Qingquan didn’t see her for a long time, and she felt strange in her heart. Zhao Qingquan didn’t have to think about it at all when she landed in this position.

She followed Zhao Qingquan’s gaze, and all she saw were people who came to watch the chess game. Just when Lu Weiyang was curious about what he was watching, she saw Zhao Qingquan drop a piece next to her chess piece.