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Ah Ling nestled in the emperor's arms, and his eyes kept glancing at the little monk's head.

The little monk's eyebrows were calm, his eyes were far away, and he carried the burden up the mountain without hurrying.

The emperor didn't know why he thought of accosting him, and asked, "Where is the little master from?" ”

The little monk smiled, "The little 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 my destiny was determined in a few days, and since I was born, I should have been born at the right time. ”

The fate is determined in a few days......

The emperor smiled faintly, pulled Ah Ling, who was trying to touch the little monk's head, back, and lifted it up.

When he arrived at the temple, the little monk said goodbye and went to the backyard.

The abbot standing in the lobby walked slowly, folded his hands and saluted, "Feng Shi, after many years, I almost can't recognize it." ”

The emperor handed Ah Ling to Zhuang Zhao, straightened his sleeves, and his wide sleeves were handsome, and he smiled with a smile in his eyebrows: "Everything is cumbersome, and I haven't been here for a long time." Over the years, there are no fewer people at the bottom, right? ”

The abbot smiled nonchalantly, "It's enough to maintain the temple's pure cultivation." How much and why worry. He pointed to the backyard with his hand, "Uncle Xuanye knows that the Feng donor will come, and he has already prepared fragrant tea to wait, please." ”

The emperor nodded at him and went to the backyard side by side with Zhuang Zhao.

The abbot stood still and watched them drift away, and began to play with the beads in his hand again.

This young talent who is a donor is the hope of the great Fu Zhongxing.

Unfortunately, the destiny is like this, and it is difficult to live long, and I am afraid that the following decades of turmoil in Dafu are indispensable.

The backyard of Pudu Temple is very simple, with a few rows of low side rooms, a Bodhi tree that covers the sky and the sun, and nothing else.

But there is a faint and simple atmosphere, and the indifference of thousands of sails is beyond the reach of other temples that collect money in the name of ancient temples.

Master Xuanye has kind eyebrows and white eyebrows, Ah Ling looks very strange, and he has been trying to pull his eyebrows, but he was pulled by Zhuang Zhao.

"Mother, go play." Ah Ling pointed out unhappily, obviously saying that she would take her out to play, what is the point of just sitting here.

Xuan Ye laughed and said, "Childish nature, it should be." He shouted lightly, and the little monk named Ying Sheng immediately appeared at the door, and said with low eyebrows: "The apprentice is here." ”

"You take this little donor to the maple forest in the back mountain to play."

Ying Sheng was stunned, "But the apprentice's homework today hasn't ...... yet."

"Well, let's go." He kindly touched Ah Ling's head, and motioned with his eyes for Ying Sheng to come and hug her.

Ying Sheng answered in a low voice, picked up Ah Ling and walked outside.

Ah Ling shouted happily, lay on his shoulder and waved to Zhuang Zhao, and 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 donor was born at the beginning of the year, the first prince died early, and Zhang Hou was worried about the safety of the donor, so he came to Pudu Temple to seek the law. But the old man has long said in advance, every grass and tree, the universe is fixed, and it cannot be easily changed. Zhang Hou didn't believe it, and begged bitterly, so Lao Wei had to ask her to find a person who was born on the same month and day as you to protect you from the disaster. In a blink of an eye, it's been almost thirty years. ”

Zhuang Zhao's hand shook, and he heard him say again: "In fact, the idea of preventing disasters and changing her life is purely apocryphal, just to calm her heart." The old decay is just a mortal, and it is rare to be able to get a glimpse of the opportunity for a day or two, so how can it be changed. ”

"I understand what the master means." The emperor smelled the faint sandalwood incense, his heart was calm, and he asked calmly: "I wonder if the master can tell me that I still have a few years to spare?" ”

Master Xuan Ye commiscitably compared a three.

Only three years.

The teacup in Zhuang Zhao's hand clanged to the ground, and the tea spilled on the ground.

"Really...... Is there no other way? She asked in a trembling voice.

Master Xuan Ye shook his head.

The emperor pinched Zhuang Zhao's shoulder, calmed her down, and said to Master Xuanye: "Disturb the master, I have a plan in my heart, Master Xie informed." ”

Master Xuanye lowered his head and just sighed, and only raised his head when he heard the emperor and Zhuang Zhao both walk away.

The drop teacup stood alone on the ground, and the meaning was clear.

It's hard to stand alone.

It's a pity.

Zhuang Zhao walked out of the backyard and tears came down.

Since he fell ill, she cried more and more, and the emperor felt a little unbearable.

If he could, he would be willing to leave her.

Thankfully, there are still three more years.

"Finally get out of the palace, let's go to the back mountain to have a look." He took her hand with a lot of love in his eyes.

The scenery of the back mountain is ethereal, the spring water is tingling, and the birds are singing and the mountain is secluded. What's even better is that the clouds are shrouded in mist, like a fairyland. Stepping into it, I only felt that the vulgar dust was washed, and the lead was faded.

Even Zhuang Zhao felt that his mood had calmed down a lot, and he said quietly: "This kind of scenery is rare." ”

"Brother Yingsheng, I want this too!" Ah Ling's immature voice suddenly sounded, and the emperor and Zhuang Zhao glanced at each other and smiled.

This daughter is really not infected by the artistic conception at all.

Ah Ling excitedly asked Ying Sheng to pick flowers for her, and she still remembered that she had promised Ah Xun that she would bring him flowers back.

Ying Sheng took a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and said helplessly: "I can't take it, these are enough, right?" ”

Ah Ling liked this newly recognized brother Ying Sheng very much, she nodded, and did not forget to kiss Ying Sheng flatteringly, "Thank you, Brother Ying Sheng." ”

Ying Sheng was a little shy, but the other party was just a pink-carved doll, and he couldn't talk about the difference between men and women, so he had to pretend to be fine.

When the emperor saw it, he was slightly sour, "It's just a few flowers, what is there to thank." It's really a girl outgoing. ”

Zhuang Zhao saw his sad expression, and couldn't help laughing: "Ah Ling is only a few years old, what kind of girl is outgoing." ”

Ah Ling caught a glimpse of the two and hurriedly waved his hand, "Dad, mother, I'm here." ”

Ying Sheng was slightly apprehensive, in the scene just now, Ah Ling was young and unintentional, but he already knew what was going on, and now he was hit by her father.

He hurriedly said: "The little monk still has homework to finish, so the little donor will return the two." The little monk retired first. ”

It was rare for him to run away, and Ah Ling looked at his back and smiled happily.

Since knowing the number of lifespans, the emperor has arranged the future, which can be called "well organized".

What he left to Ah Xun was a great river and mountain.

Beiyi's vitality was greatly injured, and he couldn't recover his vitality in ten or eight years.

The vassal kings are all honest, and there will be no such thing as the king of Qi back then.

As long as the crown prince is not too excessive, it is more than enough to be a conservative monarch.

One day, the emperor rushed her out, and she thought that she was going to a great place to play.

Unexpectedly, what he took her to was his mausoleum.

Since the year he ascended the throne, the construction has just been completed, and this is still because he has built it simply, otherwise I am afraid that he will be in a big way, and the mausoleum has not been built.

He said, "I gave them a vacant place next to the main tomb. When you are a hundred years from now, you will be buried here with me, and we will never be separated again. ”

She put her arms around his lean waist and said, "Huangquan is ghostly, I'm afraid of the dark, you must wait for me to go together." ”

The emperor smiled and bent his eyes, with a bit of triumphant swagger.

His face became paler day by day, but in front of his children, he still pretended to be fine.

Ah Xun is still afraid of him, and Ah Ling is still clinging to her.

Between him and her, there is still a strong love affair.

The thrush is long, and I don't feel the affection.

Three years, sometimes it's just the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until he was lying on the bed and couldn't get up that she suddenly realized that it was time.

"Go and invite a few adults and the prince to come over." He leaned back on the bed with a bit of decomposition, holding Zhuang Zhao tightly in his hands.

Seeing that he had less and less time left, and still being able to maintain this composure, he was indeed worthy of the title of king.

The three invited are all the prince's teachers, and they are all acquaintances.

One Taifu and cabinet elder Xie An, and the other two are Liang Yu and Xu Gelao.

They represent the emperor's henchmen, the upstarts and the old families.

"The sons and daughters greet their fathers, and several masters are polite." The prince saluted respectfully.

He looked more and more like an emperor between his eyebrows, and he carried the unique dignity of the heavenly family in his gestures.

In the end, it is a person raised by Jin Zun and Yugui, and he still does not lose in temperament.

The emperor nodded, sat up straight, beckoned him over, and asked, "Does the crown prince remember what his father told you?" If your father is gone one day, you have to honor your mother and concubine for your father, take care of your sister, and work for the well-being of all the people, remember? ”

The prince said solemnly: "Erchen remembers. Father, you ...... Going? There was reluctance in his eyes.

No matter how much you say, it's just a cliché.

He can't even understand life and death, how can he understand the way of being a king?

The emperor looked away with some disappointment and looked at the three people, "You are the people who I trust to be alone, you are the able minister and the emperor's teacher, and the country of the great fu, I am equivalent to handing it over to you." Don't let me live up to my trust. ”

This is a lonely minister, and when he is good, he is loyal.

If it is not good, it is a coercion of the Son of Heaven to make the princes, and in the future, he will be disgraced and spurned by thousands of people.

Xu Ge Lao wept, pointing to the sky and the earth, and he couldn't swear by his heart between words.

The Emperor smiled falsely, "Since I have chosen the three of you, I must be able to trust you. He looked at Zhuang Zhao, who was looking at him intently, his eyes were full of affection, and he said angrily: "The last thing, the concubine of Yikun Palace is the adoptive mother of the prince, and in the future, when the prince ascends the throne, she should be the queen mother." Do you understand? ”

Zhuang Zhao threw himself on his lap and cried lowly.

The three of them looked at each other and bowed their heads and said yes.

In the sixth year of the Apocalypse, the upper collapse was told to the four seas, and it was passed on to the emperor's eldest son, Feng Che.

Che ascended the throne, posthumously admonished the first emperor as Emperor Ming, respectfully obeyed his adoptive mother Wen Min Guifei Zhuang as the queen mother, and Princess Rongchang as the eldest princess of Rongchang.

Xie An, the first assistant of the cabinet, once asked the queen mother to hang the curtain, but then did not promise.

If it is three times, he said: "The generation of women, neither the talent to govern the country, nor the ability to know people, dare not be good at specialization, but the prince is young, with the body of the dead, for the palm of the treasure seal jade seal, where the imperial decree is required, it can be seen." (To be continued.) )