The sun became hot, as if the Buddha's light was shining all over the place.
People standing in the sun no longer feel cold and feel warm all over.
People raised their eyes to look at the purple-clothed woman on the steps.
The reflection of the snowy light from the roof dazzled them.
A brilliant ball of light shone before their eyes, shrouding the purple-clothed woman in the light.
Emperor Shunchang looked down.
The donor who came to the table put down the banknotes in his hand, took out the rest from his arms and handed it over, and then poured out the broken silver from his wallet without leaving any money.
The second one did the same thing, he was completely cleaned.
The third trick is even more surprising: he turned around and asked someone to borrow it, and said he would return it home.
Naturally, the person refused and said he wanted to donate it, so he asked him to go home and pick it up.
After all, the donation does not end in one day.
Emperor Shunchang withdrew his gaze and turned to the woman in front of him.
He is not greedy for profit and does not care about the safety of his wife.
He wanted to see how far she could do it Now, two foot stoves were placed at Qingya's feet, and two large copper stoves were placed in front of him.
They were surrounded by smokers.
He was gently tossing them with his bare hands, as if he didn't know the cold.
The longer we play, the more people there are outside.
The Empress Dowager could not bear it any longer and her lips turned purple.
Aunt Yang hurriedly persuaded her to go in, but she was still unwilling to go in and insisted on staying here.
Later, the emperor also persuaded her in a low voice, and finally the eldest princess Jingan dragged her in without any explanation.
Fang Chu felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been suffering for a lifetime.
He finally couldn't stand it anymore and knelt down to plead: "Your Majesty, please change the bomb."
Emperor Shunchang was silent for a while and asked: "Do you think playing it by others will have this effect?"
He raised his chin toward the courtyard, indicating to Fang Chu to look at the pious expressions of those people.
Fang Chu was speechless.
No one can play this Great Compassion Mantra well At least not among the people present.
It’s not that my piano skills are not good, it’s that my state of mind is not good enough.
After the emperor came out, all the merchants in the palace followed them regardless of the restrictions.
Brothers Yan Weiyang, Han Xiyi, and Shen Hanqiu were all very anxious and couldn't think of a way to break the situation.
Xie Yinyue looked at Qingya absentmindedly and thought: "She really has some tricks up her sleeve.
I never thought she would use this method to raise funds.
If this continues, how much will we raise today?"
In her previous life, there was no such scene.
Xie Yinyue looked at Han Xiyi and saw his eyebrows drawn together.
She was powerless, even though he was by her side, she felt so far away.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Emperor Shunchang felt that he had to wake up Qingya, people heard a soft cry of "ah", and then the sound of the piano stopped, leaving only the last note.
Qingya raised his right hand to check.
On his middle finger, a drop of bright red blood was swelling.
Fang Chu rushed over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qingya showed it to him and said, "I made a stroke with my hand."
It's cold and the skin and flesh become brittle after being frozen for a long time and are easily injured.
Also, her voice was trembling and trembling when she spoke.
Fang Chu took out his handkerchief, first wrapped it around her fingers, and then held both of her hands in his palms.
It felt like holding five thin icicles, and he couldn't help but feel flustered; and because he only had half a palm in his left hand, he couldn't hold both of her hands, so he was busy.
He stuffed it into his arms again and pressed it tightly against his chest.
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He suddenly felt a chill running into his heart.
He asked in a trembling voice: "Is it cold?"
This was nonsense, but he didn't know what to say.
There were many people around him, and he didn't know what to say.
Emperor Shunchang ordered: "Come, get the medicine quickly."
Qingya replied to Fangchu, "It's okay."
Hearing Emperor Shunchang speak, he found that there were many people around him, and he was surprised and said, "Why are they all here?"
Emperor Shunchang looked at Qingya and saw that her dark pupils were deep, as if they were condensed into ice, and there was no trace of emotion.
He understood that she had no desires and no demands.
"Is it cold?"
He also asked the same question.
Qingya shook his head, suddenly remembered that he should pay homage, and said hurriedly: "See the Emperor."
As he spoke, he stood up.
Fang Chu said: "Be careful, slow down."
His men helped her hard.
Qingya felt that he was too careful, and others thought she was frivolous.
She said: "It's okay.
Oops" As soon as her butt lifted off the stool, she fell down again.
It turned out that she didn't know how long she had been playing, and her legs and feet were frozen.
Emperor Shunchang said anxiously: "If this doesn't work, let someone carry it in quickly."
Just after he finished speaking, Fang Chu put his hand on the crook of Qingya's leg, picked her up, and said to him, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
He hurriedly entered the palace, and people moved out of the way wherever he passed.
Emperor Shunchang ordered the benevolent king: "Call a doctor quickly."
The King of Ren panicked and said: "Go back to the Emperor, I have already gone to call him."
He was extremely worried: If the eldest brother knew that his disciple had frostbite, would he blame him for not taking care of him?
He really shouldn't have listened to Manager Hu just now.
As he thought about it, he followed in uneasily.
After the people below the steps became mute and stopped playing, they came to life as if a curse had been lifted.
The original pious expression on their faces disappeared, replaced by concern and discussions.
Everyone forgot to donate money and looked at Tai Jishang together.
An old man saw that Qingya couldn't stand up, so he emboldened Fangchu and said to him: "You can't soak it in hot water, you have to warm it slowly."
However, Fangchu had already hurried into the hall, and he didn't know if he heard him.
Hu Jin was not worried at all.
The charity center was next to Prince Ren's Mansion.
The Prince's Mansion had nothing but many doctors and medicinal materials.
Furthermore, Mr.
Ming Yangzi was back and he could treat the dead, let alone frostbite.
He had better hurry up and raise funds to strike while the iron is hot.
Guo Zhinu played the piano to raise funds for the disaster area and then got frostbite.
This is such a touching thing Hu Jin keenly felt that this opportunity must be taken advantage of to increase donations.
He said to everyone sadly: "Everyone has seen that Guo Zhinu has been playing for so long, and her hands and feet are frostbitten.
It would be easy for me to find someone else to play, but I am afraid that the playing is not as good as Guo Zhinu.
If this Buddha's voice is not compassionate, I can't play it well, so I have to ask the big guys to take care of it."
As he spoke, he clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.
Everyone was really moved, and they all said that there was no need to find anyone to play, as they would still donate if no one played.
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They also said that they would go back and tell their neighbors, relatives and friends to donate too.
Hu Jin was very satisfied, wiped the corners of his eyes, stood in front of the donation table, and said a word or two to each fundraiser.
When he met someone who was dressed in poverty, he would also ask with concern whether their family was living well, and don't let the donation affect their family. life is Well, he said that this donation was not forced.
The emperor had repeatedly ordered that no apportionment be allowed.
He did not dare to violate the emperor's order.
He also said that Guo Zhinu was compassionate.
If she heard that everyone donated money to support the family, she should not die of guilt.
Everyone had better figure it out.
Donate again.
He had something to say to everyone.
If he really had nothing to say, he would just clasp his fists and thank them.
This dedicated spirit is no worse than Qingdu playing the piano.
Everyone was moved by his sincere words and smiled and had a very good impression of him.
The deacons and servants of the charity center admired the general manager very much.
Besides, after Qingya entered the palace, Princess Jingan ordered someone to isolate a space with a curtain.
Fang Chu and Yan Weiyang each hugged one of her legs, took off her shoes, and gently rubbed her legs and feet to activate blood circulation and help her recover; when she was young, Ren The royal doctor came over to diagnose and treat the mute patient.
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