"Although Jianzhang Palace is simple, it still supports you. How can a person who attaches as much importance to Xihu, be wronged in vain? Jianzhang Palace has few people, and the family is idle in the temple, so practice your skills." Yang Jian even said the jokes seriously.

Gala was disrespectful and had no choice but to accept it.

After Yang Jian left, he went with Hua Shang to find the curtain and hat.

Houshang Jialing Temple indeed brought several tailors and embroiderers from Jianzhang Palace. After measuring the clothes, Gala asked Gala to choose the fabric patterns and ask Gala for her favorite styles. The embroiderers were all very picky and quick to adapt. They had a rough look at the clothes that Gala usually wore, and simply drew patterns according to her temperament and preferences. After discussing with Huachang, they decided on the style and said that they would be delivered in five or six days.

On the morning of the fifth day of the sixth month, Gala wore Jiansu's clothes and a hat on his head. Accompanied by Hua Shang, he went to Zhaowen Hall.

In Zhaowen Hall, Yang Jian has returned from court.

Today he changed into a long rosy robe, with a black golden crown on his head, a starry eyebrow, a straight back, a jade pendant fell between his black belt, and walked over, looking like a wealthy young man. He just held a black iron fan with his slender fingers, and his eyebrows were deserted and his natural majesty.

Zhan Qing and the four guards also changed into ordinary clothes and stood beside them.

A group of six people left Zhaowen Hall, without having to build a palace of ceremonies, they rode their horses straight to Luantai Temple.

Luantai Temple is located in the suburbs of Beijing, backed by mountains and adjacent to Luoshui. The terrain is excellent. After leaving Xuanhua Gate, we head straight west. After the afternoon, we finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. The Luoshui winds through the countryside. A nine-hole arch bridge stands tall and can be used by cars and horses. After walking two miles through the arch bridge, it is the mountain gate hall of Luantai Temple. Because of the solemn Buddhist rituals done by Emperor Jing of Zhou, Luantai Temple took the opportunity to renovate the mountain gate hall, painted red painted, carved beams and painted buildings, and the Vajras were majestic in appearance and stood with glaring eyes, which made people solemn.

Because of the Buddhist affairs, the Royal Guards had not yet evacuated, and ordinary people did not dare to set foot on the ground for the time being, so the temple was quite quiet.

Yang Jian did not clear the scene, so he turned over and dismounted, summoned the governor and asked the abbot where he was.

The governor did not recognize him, but only put his palms together and said, "The abbot went out this morning and could only come back tomorrow night. If Tan Yue had something important, the monk could ask someone to send a message to the abbot."

"No need." Yang Jian waved his hand and asked him to prepare six guesthouses.

The governor then led Zhan Qing over.

Yang Jian stood outside the mountain gate hall for a moment, turned his head to Gala and said, "Go to the Main Hall to have a look?"

Gala nodded, but he was puzzled. Yang Jian was busy with affairs and should have sent someone to investigate the situation before coming, or left the abbot to wait in the temple or come another day, how could he be idle? Looking at his expression, he seemed to have no concern at all, and just put the iron fan into his sleeve and slowly paced the temple.

He climbed up the steps and walked around several halls. The fragrance and mist were shrouded under the towering pine and cypresses. The monks in the temple were wearing black clothes and had a peaceful face.

Outside the Main Hall, incense was in full swing in the half-person-high copper furnace. On the open space in front of the hall, there were more than a dozen servants and maids standing on the left and right.

Gala felt a little surprised and looked into the hall. There were two people kneeling in front of the Buddha statue in the majestic Buddhist temple, piously entertaining incense. The woman tied her hair behind her head, covered with silk, and was decorated with red gold and ruby. She must have a precious identity. The man... Gala only glanced at her and recognized that the figure was Li Bing.

Then, the woman beside him is naturally Dugu Xin’s daughter Xu Lanzhu.

Before they finished looking, the two people in the hall worshiped the Buddha. The nanny beside him offered incense money and left the temple.

Xu Lanzhu slightly lifted the corner of her skirt and went to cross the threshold, and Li Bing quickly reached out to support her, and did everything in detail.

Gala looked away and looked at Xu Lanzhu.

When she lived in the Hou Mansion, she had met Xu Lanzhu several times because the Xu and Dugu families were close friends. Now she met by chance, and the beauty was still the same, and the charm was even more charming. Even though she was in a Buddhist temple, her eyes and eyebrows were still full of affection. She glanced at Li Bing from time to time, with a sweet smile and a lot of concern. She obviously fell in love with the newly married husband-

Gala had to admit that in terms of appearance, Li Bing was not only in Huainan, but also in the capital.

It is not difficult to capture the hearts of my daughter with such a look and considerate temperament.

The two lowered their heads and whispered. The governor who accompanied them next to them should be the abbot's disciple. He recognized Yang Jian and then clasped his hands together.

Immediately, Li Bing looked up and saw Yang Jian’s face showing surprise. He hurriedly brought Xu Lanzhu to salute, "Greetings to Your Highness."
Chapter completed!