When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we happened to meet the young monk from Pudu Temple carrying water up the mountain.
A Ling nestled in the emperor's arms and kept glancing at the young monk's head.
The young monk, with a calm look on his face and a distant gaze, walked up the mountain with his burden unhurriedly.
The emperor didn't know why he wanted to strike up a conversation and asked, "Where is the young master from?"
The young monk smiled and said, "Young monk doesn't know.
The master said that he picked me up at the foot of the mountain, so he named me Yingsheng.
He said that destiny was determined by God.
Since I was born, He should be born at the right time."
Destiny The emperor smiled lightly, pulled back Aling who was trying to touch the young monk's head, and lifted him up.
Arriving in front of the temple, the young monk excused himself and walked to the backyard.
The abbot who was standing in the lobby slowly walked over, clasped his hands together and saluted, "The donor, I haven't seen him for so many years, I almost don't recognize him anymore."
The emperor handed A Ling to Zhuang Zhao, straightened his sleeves, and his wide sleeves were exposed to the wind.
He looked graceful and handsome.
He said with a smile on his face: "It's been a long time since I've been here for a long time.
I think there must be many people here who have made offerings to me over the years."
The abbot smiled carelessly, "It's enough to maintain a clean life in the temple.
There's no need to worry about it."
He pointed towards the backyard, "Uncle Xuanye knew that the benefactor would come, so he had prepared fragrant tea for him.
Yes, please.”
The emperor nodded to him and walked side by side to the backyard with Zhuang Zhao.
The abbot stood there and watched their figures retreating away, and began to fiddle with the string of beads in his hand.
This benefactor, a young and talented person, is a great talisman to Zhongxing's hope.
Unfortunately, destiny is like this, and it is difficult to live long.
I am afraid that the following decades of turmoil in Dafu will be inevitable.
The backyard of Pudu Temple is extremely simple, with a few rows of short wing rooms, a Bodhi tree that blocks out the sky and the sun, and nothing else.
But there is a faint aura of simplicity, and the indifference of a thousand sails, which is incomparable to other temples that use the name of ancient temples to make money.
Master Xuanye had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his white eyebrows stretched beyond his ears.
A Ling found it strange and kept trying to pull his eyebrows, but Zhuang Zhao pulled him back.
"Mom, go play."
A Ling pointed outside unhappily.
He had clearly agreed to take her out to play, so what was the point of just sitting here?
Xuan Ye laughed and said, "Childish nature, as it should be.
Yes."
He called out lightly, and the young monk named Ying Sheng immediately appeared at the door.
He lowered his eyebrows and said smoothly: "Disciple is here."
"Take this little benefactor to play in the maple leaf forest in the back mountain."
Ying Sheng was startled, "But my disciple hasn't finished his homework for today."
"It's okay, go ahead."
He touched A Ling's head lovingly and motioned with his eyes to Ying Sheng to come over and hug her.
Ying Sheng responded in a low voice, picked up A Ling and walked outside.
A Ling shouted happily, lay on his shoulder and waved to Zhuang Zhao, then turned around.
Zhuang Zhao picked up the tea set on the table, made a cup of tea and handed it to Master Xuanye, then the emperor, and finally himself.
Master Xuanye looked at the tea in the cup and said slowly: "The benefactor was born when the benefactor was young, and the first prince died young.
Empress Zhang was worried about the benefactor's safety, so she came to Pudu Temple to seek Dharma.
But the old man had already said it before.
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Mu, things are fixed and cannot be changed easily.
Zhang Hou didn't believe it and begged me hard, so I had to ask her to find someone born on the same month and day as you to protect you from the disaster.
"In the blink of an eye, it has been almost thirty years."
Zhuang Zhao shook his hands and listened to him again: "Actually, the idea of warding off disasters and changing one's fate is purely fabricated, just to appease her.
I am just a mortal, and it is rare to be able to glimpse a secret or two.
How can it be changed?”
"I understand what the master means."
The emperor smelled the faint sandalwood and felt calm.
He asked Shen Ran, "I wonder if the master can tell me that I still have a few years left."
Master Xuanye made a gesture of three with compassion.
Only three years.
The tea cup in Zhuang Zhao's hand clinked to the ground, spinning around, and the tea spilled all over the floor.
"Is there really no other way?"
she asked tremblingly.
Master Xuanye shook his head.
The emperor squeezed Zhuang Zhao's shoulder to calm her down, and then said to Master Xuanye: "I'm sorry to bother you, Master.
I have already made up my mind.
Thank you Master for informing me."
Master Xuanye lowered his head and just sighed.
After listening to the emperor and Zhuang Zhao walking away, he raised his head.
The fallen teacup stood alone on the ground, with a clear meaning.
A single tree cannot support itself.
What a pity.
Zhuang Zhao walked out of the backyard and burst into tears.
Since he became ill, she cried more and more often, and the emperor felt a little unbearable.
If he could, why would he be willing to leave her.
Fortunately, there are still three years.
"Finally, let's get out of the palace.
Let's go to the back mountain to see it."
He held her hand with great treasure in his eyes.
The scenery of the back mountain is ethereal, the spring water is clear and the mountains are quiet with chirping birds.
What's even better is that the clouds are shrouded in mist, making it look like a fairyland.
Stepping into it, one feels the worldly dust is washed away, and all the lead is gone.
Even Zhuang Zhao felt that his mood had calmed down a lot, and he said quietly: "Such a view is rare."
"Brother Yingsheng, I want this too," A Ling's childish voice suddenly sounded.
The emperor and Zhuang Zhao looked at each other and both smiled.
This daughter was really not affected by the artistic conception at all.
Ah Ling happily asked Ying Sheng to pick flowers for her.
She still remembered her promise to Ah Xun to bring him flowers back.
Ying Sheng held a bouquet of flowers in his hand and said helplessly: "I can't take any more, these are enough."
A Ling liked this newly recognized brother Yingsheng very much.
She nodded and kissed Yingsheng flatteringly, "Thank you, brother Yingsheng."
Ying Sheng was a little shy, but the other person was just a pretty doll, and he couldn't talk about the differences between men and women, so he had to pretend that nothing happened.
The emperor saw it and felt a little sad, "I just picked a few flowers.
What's there to thank you for?
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You are such an outgoing girl."
Seeing his sad expression, Zhuang Zhao couldn't help but laugh and said, "How old is A Ling?
How can a girl be extroverted?"
A Ling caught a glimpse of the two of them and waved quickly, "Dad, Mom, I'm here."
Ying Sheng was slightly uneasy.
In the scene just now, A Ling was young and careless, but he already knew about the personnel, and now he was bumped into by her parents.
He hurriedly said: "The little monk still has some homework to finish, so the little benefactor will hand it back to you two.
The little monk will leave first."
It was rare for him to escape.
A Ling looked at his back and smiled happily.
Since knowing the life span, the emperor has arranged his funeral arrangements, which can be said to be "in order".
What he left to A Xun was a vast land.
Bei Yi's vitality was severely damaged, and he could not recover his vitality within ten or eight years.
The vassal kings are all honest and honest, and they will not be like the King of Qi back then.
As long as the prince doesn't go too far, it's more than enough to be a conservative monarch.
One day the emperor excitedly took her out, and she thought she was going to visit another beautiful place with mountains and rivers.
Unexpectedly, what he took her to was his tomb.
Construction began when he ascended the throne and has only just been completed now.
This is because he built it simply.
Otherwise, if he had been busy, the mausoleum would not have been completed yet.
He said: "I let them have an empty place next to the main tomb.
When you are buried here with me a hundred years later, we will never be separated again."
She hugged his lean waist and said yes, "Huangquan Youming, and I'm afraid of the dark.
You must wait for me to go together."
The emperor smiled and rolled his eyes, with a bit of triumphant arrogance.
His face became paler day by day, but in front of his children, he still pretended to be fine.
Ah Xun was still afraid of him, and A Ling was still attached to her.
There was still a strong romance between him and her.
Thrushing eyebrows for a long time, I don't realize the depth of love.
Three years, sometimes just a blink of an eye.
It wasn't until he was lying on the bed unable to get up that she suddenly realized that the time had come.
"Go and invite some adults and the prince to come over."
He leaned on the bed with a sense of relief, holding Zhuang Zhao tightly in his hand.
Seeing with his own eyes that the time he has left is getting shorter and shorter, but he can still maintain his composure.
He is indeed worthy of the title of king.
The three invited were all the prince's teachers and acquaintances.
One of the tutors was Xie An, the cabinet minister, and the other two were Liang Yu and Xu Ge.
They represent the emperor's confidants, the new rich and the established families respectively.
"My son, I would like to pay my respects to my father.
The masters are polite."
The prince saluted respectfully.
His features look more and more like an emperor, and his every move carries the unique dignity of the Tian family.
After all, he is a person raised by nobles and nobles, and his magnanimity is not inferior to him.
The emperor nodded, sat up straight with great effort, called him over, and asked: "Prince, do you still remember what your father told you?
If your father passes away one day, you must honor your mother and concubine on his behalf and take care of you."
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Your sister wants to work for the welfare of all people, remember?"
The prince solemnly said: "My son, I remember.
Father, are you leaving?"
There was reluctance in his eyes.
No matter how much you say, it is just a mechanical application.
He can't even understand life and death, how can he understand the way to be a king?
The emperor turned his head away with some disappointment and looked at the three people, "You are my entrusted people, capable ministers and emperor's teachers.
I have put the kingdom of Dafu in your hands.
You must not let down my trust." " This minister, Tuogu, has done his job well and is loyal.
If you don't think so, you are just holding the emperor hostage to control the princes.
In the future, you will be riddled with infamy and be despised by thousands of people.
Mr.
Xu Ge was weeping, pointing to the sky and the earth, wishing he could swear with his heart.
The emperor smiled weakly, "Since I have chosen the three of you, I must trust you."
He looked at Zhuang Zhao who was watching him intently, his eyes full of affection, and he said angrily: "One last thing, Concubine Yikun Palace is the adoptive mother of the Crown Prince.
When the Crown Prince ascends the throne in the future, she will be the Queen Mother, you all understand."
Zhuang Zhao threw himself on his lap and cried softly.
The three of them looked at each other and bowed their heads in agreement.
In the sixth year of the Apocalypse, Shang collapsed and a message was spread all over the world.
It was said that it was located in Fengche, the eldest son of the emperor.
After Che came to the throne, he posthumously named the late emperor Emperor Ming.
He followed his adoptive mother Wen Min, the imperial concubine Zhuang, as the empress dowager, and Princess Rongchang as the eldest princess Rongchang.
Xie An, the chief minister of the cabinet, once asked the Queen Mother to lower the curtain, but she refused.
This happened three times, and then he said: "The female generation has neither the ability to govern the country nor the ability to recognize people, so they dare not be good at it.
Only the prince is young, and he uses his still life to seal the jade seal on the treasure in his palm.
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