Fu Guo

Many years later, she remembered that early summer in Pingyang. The green branches and green leaves cover the temple, and the chanting of Buddhist scriptures is quiet in the smoke and incense. The only thing you can hear is the sound of sticks and sticks hitting each other in the hands. Finally, the wooden stick swayed and clattered to the ground. A monk pondered for a moment: Half life is prosperous, half life is lonely. The phoenix in the Bamboo Palace stops, and the new beginning is enchanting. Things to know before reading: 1. I have no favorite historical figure in my natal text. 2. The male protagonist is Murong Chong, so the key points should be very clear, so those who mind should be careful.