The mountain is not high, there are fairies and spirits. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Lingshan is one of the few mountains in the capital, located in the north of the city.

The little-known Lingshan originated from the beginning of Emperor Taizu's ascension to the throne, and he dreamed that the top of Lingshan suddenly shone at night, and the golden light lingered, and the old way of a fairy bone crane wind descended to the auspicious clouds, and Emperor Taizu was barefoot in chess. And when he left, he left a couplet for Emperor Taizu, "A hundred years of heaven and earth will return to vitality, and the rivers will be peaceful." ”

Emperor Taizu woke up, by virtue of this dream is the will of heaven, then in the immortal once meditated on the top of the mountain to build the Tianlong Temple, the couplet engraved on both sides in front of the door is vigorous and far-reaching, Emperor Taizu is still unfinished, and built the extremely luxurious Tian'en Pagoda next to the temple, take righteousness and peace and prosperity.

Since then, Tianlong Temple has gathered nearly 100 monks from all over the world. Lectures and teachings on Zen every day. Emperor Taizu is also a deep root of wisdom, and he discusses the scriptures with the monks every three or five times, and the presence of the Son of Heaven makes Tianlong Temple famous.

Naturally, Tianlong Temple occupies the time, place, and people, and the incense is extraordinarily vigorous.

In the early morning, the birds are singing and the breeze is pleasant. On the path of Lingshan, there are pilgrims going up the mountain one after another. The pilgrims are all dignitaries and nobles in the capital, but at this time, they all took off their usual luxury and wealth, and changed into simple and plain green cloth clothes, with respectful and solemn expressions.

Mrs. Tai of the Anle Mansion and her family also blended into the ranks of pilgrims entering the mountain, only walking with their heads down, and their faces were dignified and deaf to deaf eyes.

Entering the temple, Mrs. Tai personally led the younger generations, and bowed down with a solemn expression. The top of the head is full of green smoke, and the top of the front is a statue of Buddha with different shapes, some of them have a serene complexion, some have a solemn expression, some have a scary look, and each person has his own face, it turns out that God is the same, and the so-called unity of mind and mind is probably in response to this reason; Accompanied by the chanting of monks, it creates an atmosphere that makes people feel pure and have few desires.

After everyone made a wish and prayed one by one, they came out.

Outside the door, the abbot of the temple and Mrs. Tai stood with their hands down and talked with each other. The moment he raised his eyes, the abbot's gaze froze, and Mrs. Tai followed the gaze, only to see that among the people in green clothes and shirts who were picking up the stairs, the head of the manhood was lofty, with a fair and slender face, thick eyebrows and a high nose, and a simple green shirt could not hide the nobility exuded by his body...... Isn't it the current Emperor Taizu?

Looking at the Tsing Yi cloth shirt kneeling on the ground, the emperor said cordially, "Today is different from the past, we gathered in Tianlong Temple, we are all here to pray for blessings, and we are all pilgrims ---with the same identity." Tianlong Temple is a pure land, here, everyone does not have to be bound by the customs, and the affinity can be casual. ”

Everyone got up, and some of them were bold and peeped at the emperor from time to time.

Although the emperor is nearly forty years old, he looks like he has a mature and mature charm that a young man does not have, with long eyebrows and thin eyes, a fair and thin face, a little elegant, and a little fox-like cunning.

Cowardly people hang their heads and shrink their necks to drill behind people, such as Zhang Yuxia, she has always had no quarrel with the world, and would rather have less than one more thing.

The emperor's gentle gaze fell into the crowd and swept over everyone's faces, these are his people, and the emperor showed a look of relief. The emperor's gaze suddenly stopped, his smile was slightly stiff, and the corners of his mouth were slightly imperceptible.

Zhang Yuxia can feel the stagnation of the atmosphere even if she lowers her eyelids, and she slowly raises her eyes with a slow timidity in confusion, and what meets her eyelids is a pair of deep eyes, like a deep spring, clear but bottomless. Why does it feel familiar? He is the Son of Heaven! O Son of Heaven on high! Zhang Yuxia's mind was chaotic and panicked, as if he was the only one left in the courtyard, and it seemed that he was the only one left in heaven and earth.

The emperor walked towards her step by step, the crowd automatically parted a road, her heart tightened little by little, and she became more and more panicked, as if she was about to jump out of her throat, her eyelids were moist uncontrollably, and the tears were shining in the sun, and they slipped down her cheeks one by one.

"Did I scare you?" The deep sound is like the morning wind blowing through the heart, warm and reassuring.

She was stunned, bit her lips, quickly shook her head, panicked again, and fell to her knees.

The emperor helped her up, still not letting go, and grabbed her wrist tightly. Through the thin clothes, she could feel the heat of his hands, and her face was red, and even the roots of her ears were burned to a bright apricot color.

The emperor stood in front of her, at such a close distance, she could clearly smell the strange manly breath on his body, the man's male breath made her dizzy and made her forgetful, but she felt that in front of him, she was so small, so cowardly, and a strong sense of humility forced her to just bow her head vigorously, and then bow her head until her chin was tightly pressed against her chest.

"What's your name?" The voice of the Son of Heaven is so good, it attracts her like a magnet.

"Zhang Yuxia." Her voice couldn't be lower, like snowflakes fluttering in the sky in winter, pure and crystalline, silent from place to place.

"Haha......" The emperor laughed, his laughter was hearty and powerful, and he soared into the sky, startling the birds perched among the trees beside him. Very nice name, Caixia after the rain, fresh and gorgeous, graceful as its people. ”

The emperor ignored it, took her by himself, entered the hall, offered incense, knelt down, meticulous, and looked pious.

Then, he picked her up again and walked down the mountain.

Along the way, it is always a gentle smile and a gentle face. It even gives people the illusion that this is not the Son of Heaven, but a couple in love.

However, she is just, still a little, immature little girl! The Son of Heaven has read countless people, can he tie his heart to her alone from now on?

Behind the two, not close or far, followed by the abbot and Mrs. Tai.

"Why did the emperor come to the temple without revealing the news today?" Mrs. Tai was puzzled.

The abbot laughed, "The fate is determined, and it will be safe with the fate." ”

Mrs. Tai's compact gaze fell on the two people holding hands in front of her, if there was a reverie, she sighed lightly, and she had the intention to plant flowers and flowers that did not bloom, and she had no intention of planting willows and willows.

From now on, the Anle Mansion with many beauties will be noisy again, and the charming back and palace will be boiling again. There are proud people in this house and palace, and there must be disappointed people.

Alas! What a life! The world is impermanent, and who can solve it? The ups and downs are only in the morning and night, and the humiliation does not surprise the crowd.