A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange's almost rogue words and deeds were only exchanged for the sound of Amitabha from the Xuanjing. He was sweating finely on his forehead, and he was obviously equally tired, but he still had to sit upright.

The sun shone on his face a bit dazzling, Shu Ange was good at covering his eyes, thinking of the process of the two fighting just now and laughed out loud.

She is good at slapping her thighs, with a free and uninhibited look. If it falls in the eyes of others, she will be shocked, but Xuan Jing can focus on the wooden fish without distraction.

Shu Ange smiled: "Master, it's really fun to be with you, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Even if it is as steady as a mysterious mirror, after hearing Shu Ange's narrow and enthusiastic declaration, Muyu's voice is still out of tune for a moment.

Shu Ange patted the dust on his body and stretched his waist. He packed the memorial and smiled brightly at the Xuanjing: "You can read these Buddhist scriptures when you are free. I am a merciful Buddha, and I am good at solving the world's idiots and grievances. Since the master has You are an eminent monk, why are you so stingy about enlightening me and letting me let go of my obsessions?"

Xuanjing said no more. Before expressing her intentions, the queen often talked with him about scriptures and Taoism, and she was very familiar with Buddhist scriptures.

If it wasn't for the empress who suddenly proposed to let him return to the secular world and become the emperor's husband when he resigned, I'm afraid Xuanjing would still introduce her as a confidant.

Such a transparent person, how should he advise, Xuanjing believes that he is not a living Buddha, and can only abide by his original heart and not fall into the world, but he cannot cross the empress out of the sea of ​​misery.

"All appearances are illusory; all conditioned dharmas are like dream bubbles, like dew, and like electricity, so consider them as such."

The sound of the wooden fish stopped, Xuan Jing twisted the Buddha beads in his hands, and read it leisurely.

Shu Ange stopped, didn't turn around and smiled lightly: "Master, how much love is left in the world to welcome thousands of changes in the world, and do happy things with people who are destined, don't ask whether it's calamity or fate."

She opened the curtain and walked out of the inner hall, pushing open the door all the way to summon the palace servants to sort out the memorial and move to the imperial study.

Arriving at the imperial study, Shu Ange covered his chest and sighed, looking at the memorial like a hill, "It's hard to be an empress, and it's even harder to be an empress who is diligent in politics and loves the people!"

Even though he was tired, Shu Ange cheered up when he thought of King Rong and King Yingyang, who had wolf ambitions on the side, and Feilong Kingdom, who was eyeing tigers.

It is said that being a monk for one day hits the clock for one day, bah, it is obvious that being a queen for one day will shoulder the responsibility for the well-being of the peaceful people in the world.

She must not live up to the entrustment of the column, and must save the Qingluo country from the suffering of war.

Thinking of this, Shu Ange ordered Qingyiwei to summon Qingluan, the director of Yiluan Division.

In Qingluo Kingdom, Yiluan Division belonged to Ange's impression of the existence of Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty. They only obeyed the emperor's orders and were not driven by others.

Qingluan was born in the Qing family, and took the country name as his surname. He was loyal to the queen from generation to generation. The heirs of each generation were selected from the family or the folks from childhood to people with excellent roots and bones for training.

In addition to the director, there were also the Twelve Guards in Tsing Yi, all of whom were directly under the control of Yun Wangyue, who was still the princess at the time. After she ascended the throne, she replaced the previous generation of Yiluan.

Shu Ange was reviewing the memorial, when a person suddenly appeared silently under the steps, knelt down on one knee and said, "Qingluan, see Your Majesty."

She was startled, and the ink on the memorial was dizzy with a flick of her hand. Shu Ange pretended to be calm, raised her head and nodded slightly: "Qingluan doesn't need to be too polite, it's just you and me, why should the ruler and minister be equal."

Qingluan was wearing a sky-blue round neck robe with birds and beasts embroidered on it, her hair stood up with a platinum crown, her eyebrows were clear and serious, and her whole body was full of chills.

(The question is coming, dear readers, guess Qingluan's gender and personality~)