The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

If they were some street gods, they would definitely boast about Meng Jifang's fate, but the Meng family was not an ordinary family, and they knew what kind of masters were available.

Find some reliable ones.

The masters did a shallow calculation and didn't think there was a big problem. This Meng Jifang's face and bones were all excellent.

However, combined with the eight characters, the spirit and the origin, and a careful calculation of the hexagram, it is found that the problem is big.

"The Life of the Monk".

After a few days of work, Lord Menghou got these four words.

Hair turned white.

These masters, after careful calculation, actually got the same result. If his son is a monk, he will have a long life, but if he is not a monk, his lifespan will not be more than thirty? !

Meng Jifang himself was dumbfounded.

Dizzy.

"Dad, I don't want to shave my head and become a monk!?" Meng Jifang was dumbfounded, "You can't drink wine, and you can't look at beauties. What's the point of living? I don't care, just let me die. Don't I still have a few years left? Anyway, keep a seed!"

"..." Lord Meng Hou's hands were shaking.

"Father, you don't really want to send me to become a monk, do you?!" Meng Jifang was a little scared.

Lord Meng clenched his fists: "If you let me and your mother send the black-haired person to the white-haired person, it will not only kill you, but also my and your mother's life! Sooner or later, the throne will be yours, but now... son, luckily you still have a younger brother, you don't need to worry about the inheritance..."

"???" Meng Jifang looked at him blankly.

So now it's...

"Didn't those masters also say it? Fortunately, it was discovered early. If it is delayed for a few years, the life of being a monk will be gone, and you can only wait for death..."

"Thinking about my father, being a monk is a bit hard. Before dawn, I have to get up to recite sutras, and I have to shave my hair. My child's graceful appearance doesn't look good without my hair. It's better to be a Taoist priest. Not too big..."

There are also two kinds of priests.

One is to fast and not get married, and the other is to get married and have children...

But he guessed that his son might not be able to get married...

"Father?" Meng Jifang's heart trembled, "I...I don't want to..."

"There are several Taoist temples in the capital. You can choose carefully. After you go back for your father, go to the accountant to get some money and give it to the Taoist temple. After you go in, you can also get some respect, and you won't let me I'm wronged..." Lord Menghou's eyes were red.

How could his poor son die like this?

"..." Meng Jifang was about to roll his eyes and faint.

In the past few days, he has been to many Taoist temples, and the rules there are not small!

After he went in, all the food, drink, and fun were gone. What a fart in those days? !

"Father, then Mo Chusheng is also a Taoist priest?! Look at her, drinking and bragging, and living a very leisurely life!? If you are a Taoist priest like her, that's fine, but other Taoist temples have a hard life... ...I can't do it!" he suddenly remembered.

That Mo Chusheng can still open a shop.

I also made a lot of money, and I don't know how dashing I am when I was young.

"Do you want to take Mo Chusheng as your teacher?" Lord Meng thought for a while, although it was a bit embarrassing, but now that his son is like this, as long as he wants to, even with the strength of the whole family, he must also fulfill his wish!

"I have not decided yet……"

He didn't want to be a priest at all!

"My son, after you go back, bring some more money and give it to Master Mo as a teacher fee, follow her to learn, and work hard to learn the good skills of prolonging your life... As a father, as long as you are healthy and safe, don't ask for anything else!"

good night~~