Liang Cheng didn't expect Emperor Ming Yuan to come over in person.

The winter day was getting dark quickly, and the night was already thick.

The west wind howled, passing through the hall, rolling up countless fallen leaves, and the frightened bird bells hanging under the corners of the eaves were blown in the gale, making the courtyard more and more empty and lonely.

Guizhen Ju is located in a large area of green calyx white plum, the great Xiangguo Temple is glorious, covers a vast area, raises thousands of monks, in addition to the reputation of "the world's male", but also because the temple is full of cold guests, the courtyard overflows with cold incense, attracting countless literati and ink guests.

The abbot is Liang Cheng's return to the true residence, it is a separate courtyard, separated by the corridor through the flowers, there is no phase living and Xiangji Zhai, and the original Meilin Jingshe across the water, two pieces of Meilin meet on the east bank of the lotus pond, an octagonal glazed pavilion in the middle, the end is the best place in this great Xiangguo Temple, so the red plum house has become a royal dormitory, and the courtyard of Baimei has become a guest hall, specializing in receiving great virtue monks.

There have been no visitors to this true residence for a year, and the courtyard is a little barren, between the bluestone slabs, there is a long withered broken grass, when Liang Cheng came in, he felt sluggish, without the slightest fireworks in the world.

The warm pavilion and the Zen room have been cleaned, Liang Cheng just changed into the cyan monk's robe, and a small novice came to report, and a group of people came to the lobby, looking quite nervous, "Layman, it seems to be a palace person......

Liang Cheng got up unhurriedly and asked Xiao Shami to retreat, An Xiping followed behind him, and when the two came to the main hall, they saw Emperor Ming Yuan standing in the court with his hands in his hands, and there was no one around, Liang Cheng paused, raised his hand to signal An Xiping to retreat, and then lowered his eyebrows, walked behind Emperor Ming Yuan and stopped three steps away, lifted his placket, and knelt down heavily.

"Sons are not filial."

Emperor Ming Yuan has long passed the age of not being confused, but because of the cultivation of the Bodhicitta Sutra, it seems that he is no different from thirty, his temples are black, and his face is ruddy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is in the middle of the day.

The successive emperors of the Great Qi were all brilliant in appearance and burly in shape, but Emperor Ming Yuan had a feminine face, clear and elegant, and the Empress Dowager Zhao was a little like him, but the other few points were like whom.

This kind of appearance makes people smile like a spring breeze, in front of hundreds of officials, he has always been tolerant and tolerant, but people who have experienced the bloody storm in the year when Emperor Ming Yuan succeeded to the throne will never think that Emperor Ming Yuan is a merciful lord.

At this time, his face sank like water, and he didn't turn around, so he let Liang Cheng kneel like that, and said coldly: "You are not unfilial, you have hard wings." ”

"Erchen doesn't dare!" Liang Cheng slammed down, his forehead hitting the hard bluestone slab unhindered, making a dull sound.

"Don't dare?" Emperor Ming Yuan finally turned around and looked down at Liang Cheng at his feet, seeing that he had already put on a tie robe, the anger in his eyes was even more victorious, "You can even do it first, why don't you dare!" Shejun is a monk, the matter is very high, you dare to deceive me! ”

"Father, the sons dare not deceive in any way," Liang Cheng's forehead did not leave the ground, his eyes were as dark as deep, his words were full of fear and sadness, but his face was frozen for thousands of miles, "The sons are indeed entrusted by the Buddha's dreams, and there is no snow in Gyeonggi for a long time, if you want to solve the disaster, only the sons are monks." ”

"Father...... "Father," Liang Cheng let himself let out a trill, "Actually, the Buddha said that the life of the son is very special, if you can become a monk, not only will you be stable for a lifetime, but you can also protect the community, if you ...... If you continue to be the prince of this Great Qi, not only will you be unable to escape the catastrophe in the coming days, but the Great Qi will also be punished by heaven, Gyeonggi has never had a winter drought, and this time there is no snow, it is a warning ......"

"The death of the sons and daughters is not enough to worry about, if it affects the society of the country and the world, the world will live, but the death of the sons and daughters is not enough to eliminate, and I hope that my father will forgive the sons and daughters for not repaying their crimes."

After Liang Cheng finished speaking, he kowtowed again, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Emperor Ming Yuan's eyes flashed with speculation, his gaze was heavy, staring at Liang Cheng's straight back, his eyes touched the blood relics on Liang Cheng's wrist, and suddenly remembered what Zen Master Wudu said back then, and he didn't want to be a prophecy......

After a long time, Emperor Ming Yuan sighed lightly, looked like a loving father, mixed Liang Cheng, stretched out his hand to stroke Liang Cheng's forehead, and said in a tone of three points of blame and seven points of distress, and said: "Why don't you take care of yourself so much, I am also angry for a while, you child, I am embarrassed for you." ”

How long has it been since he saw his father so close to him, Liang Cheng felt a trance and sourness in his heart, but he was quickly forcibly suppressed by himself, this grace of birth and nourishment, he had already paid for it with his life in his previous life, and in this life, he cut off the kinship of Hongchen and snuffed out greed, so that he had no desire and was rigid and free from fear.

Emperor Ming Yuan saw Liang Cheng bowing his head and was silent, thinking that the child was wronged, so he sighed: "When you were one year old, Wudu Zen Master once said that you have a life in this life, and you can only break the empty door. ”

Liang Cheng stroked his wrist and said, "A qiē is a fate, and there is no one in particular, and the sons and daughters are also ...... And willingly. ”

"That's it, you will practice here first, but the parents of the body and skin should not be damaged, you are a noble man, the matter of shaving, there is no need to discuss it, the Buddha's dream, if it is really fulfilled, you will lead the practice, and my father can't bear to see my son...... Ordered to rob and tribulate. ”

"Thank you for your pity."

Emperor Ming Yuan patted Liang Cheng on the shoulder: "Your uncle is now returning to the court, and he will arrive in Beijing in a few days, he has always loved you, if you hear that you are going to become a monk, you are afraid that you will be anxious and angry, you have to persuade him well." ”

Liang Cheng crossed a sadness in his heart, it seems that this is the purpose of his father's personal visit, his uncle, the head of the Li family, Li Duqiu, the general who protects the country, is in charge of the northwest army, a cloud-piercing arrow, and only takes the head of the enemy army leader among thousands of troops and horses, and has a strong reputation in the army, and is very feared by Emperor Ming Yuan.

However, there is Tubo in the west of Great Qi, and there are Turks in the north, coupled with frequent natural disasters in various places, and the treasury is not abundant, I am afraid that Emperor Ming Yuan would have already done something to the Li family, even if the Li family is the home of loyal martyrs.

Liang Cheng's heart fluctuated, but he didn't dare to show it, he just looked obedient, nodded and said, "Father, don't worry, uncle will understand." ”

Emperor Ming Yuan was satisfied, and he cared about two sentences, and then left at night, Liang Cheng stood at the gate of the courtyard to send off the holy car, until Emperor Ming Yuan's figure disappeared, still standing at the door, a pair of eyes like smoke and waves, looking into the distance.

I don't know how long it took, he was draped in a satin rabbit down smock with silver silk edges, and An Xiping's voice came from behind, "Your Highness, the wind is cold and dewy, let's go back to the house." ”

"Heeping, I'm very happy in my heart...... Very relaxed......"

How could His Highness be happy and relaxed, he must be lenient An Xiping's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said in a dumb voice: "Your Highness......"

Liang Cheng let out a mouthful of white mist and smiled: "I'm really happy." ”

"Your Highness......" An Xiping hesitated, "If it hadn't snowed...... So what to do? ”

"No, in three days, the whole of Gyeonggi will be covered in silver, and then ......" Liang Cheng scraped the bridge of An Xiping's nose, "We'll go to a snowball fight, I've never played before." ”

"......" An Xiping burst into tears, "Hmm! Your Highness! ”

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In the past two days, the streets and alleys of the eastern capital, teahouses and wine shops, are all talking about the prince for the sake of the world, in front of the Buddha, vow to become a monk, ordinary people do not understand the involvement, they only know that the prince for the people, give up like a brocade of glory, power and status, is really dedicated to the people, can be called the world of virtue and Hou, and the four seas of Zeshi.

Although Liang Cheng did not form a party for personal gain, he was also very qualified as a prince, both civil and military, humble and virtuous, benevolent, and backed by the Li family, and the forces supporting him were naturally not small.

Naturally, there is no shortage of those who are opposed, especially the Second Princes' Party and the Fourth Princes' Party, who almost applauded and celebrated.

Emperor Ming Yuan sat on the dragon chair and looked at the looks of the people below him, noncommittal.

To say that the most urgent is naturally the second prince Liang Hong, Emperor Ming Yuan gave birth to six sons and three daughters, although the second prince is not the son of the middle palace, but the eldest son, the mother concubine Jiang Defei is the daughter of the Duke of Anguo, the Duke of Anguo, Suitai. Once Liang Cheng really became a monk, then the chances of the second prince will be greatly increased, although there is a ninth prince in the middle palace, but in the end, there are too many places to do it.

And the other one that can compete with one is the fourth prince Liang Xun, the mother concubine He Guifei, the two brothers-in-law Yiwen and Wu, the eldest brother He Bingyu, the right Cheng, is quite prestigious in Shilin, and the younger brother He Bingshuo, who leads the Zuolong Martial Arts Captain, and is in charge of the West Gate Guard Battalion of the Eastern Capital.

The rest of the princes, either attached to one side or neutral and wait-and-see, have been fighting openly and secretly for many years.