Qin Xiaoyan did not appear at the scene of the ground movement, nor did he return to the palace, but went directly to the royal temple.

The impact of ground movement is great, and all the houses in Beijing have collapsed in different ways, but they are not as strict as the city gates.

Since the temple is located on a hill and there are no buildings around it, almost everyone is gathered in the dining hall when the ground is shaking and when the temple is having lunch, so there are no casualties even though the buildings have collapsed.

When Qin Jianyan arrived at the temple, the small monk in the temple was cleaning up the ruins, and the big monk was in front of the Buddha statue, chanting scriptures and praying for blessings.

Qin Xiaoyan's guards, as if nothing had happened, stood firmly in their positions, even if the ground moved, they didn't let them move half a minute.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xiaoyan was very satisfied and took the initiative to appear.

"Holy!" As soon as Qin Xiaoyan appeared, the commander of the forbidden army saw it, and with a look of surprise, he strode forward and knelt down heavily, excited and didn't know why.

When they saw the ground moving, they were worried that the emperor would not come back.

"Well, get up. Prepare, I'm going back to the palace. "The point at which he came back is really just right, if he is a day or half a day late, he does not show up in Beijing, I am afraid that it will be rumored that the emperor is frightened by the area, or that the emperor does not care about the life and death of the people.

"Yes." The commander of the forbidden army didn't say a word, and personally escorted Qin Xiaoyan into the temple, until the eunuch in charge came out to greet him, and then turned around to arrange for returning to the palace.

It is not a trivial matter for the emperor to return to the palace, and the monks in the temple received the news that they had ended chanting the scriptures and praying for blessings, and they came to send them off.

The presiding abbot of the temple was very smart and knowledgeable, and he never mentioned the previous riots, nor did he mention whether Qin Shiyan had been in the temple all along, but only said that he had sent each other.

Qin Xiaoyan has always liked smart people, although he was in a hurry to return to the palace, he still gave the face that should be given, and even invited them to the palace to pray for the blessings of the people.

In the face of natural disasters, many times human power cannot change anything at all, and this is when the power of faith is highlighted.

Buddhist masters pray for the dead and give the living the faith to live, and anything you say is more effective than the official messenger.

The emperor's invitation, this is the glory of Wushang, the presiding abbot is happy to respond, I am afraid that if it is slow, the emperor will think that he is taking the bridge.

The other party deserves to be refreshed, and Qin Shiyan also gave face, "Please also ask the abbot to make some preparations, and when I return to the palace, I will immediately arrange for someone to come and invite the abbot to go." ”

The emperor sent someone to invite, and it was a different treatment from going to the palace himself. The presiding abbot did not show it on his face, but he was very happy in his heart, and praised the emperor again and again, and the people were blessed.

And these two sentences also indicate the position of the presiding abbot. Next, he will speak more for Qin Xiaoyan in front of the people, and let more people know the emperor's sage and benevolence while preaching Buddhism.

"I'm going to take my leave." Qin Xiaoyan nodded slightly, his face remained unchanged, and the presiding abbot led the monks in the temple to send Qin Xiaoyan and his party to the bottom of the mountain.

Emperor Taishang asked him to move him to the window, and watched Qin Shiyan and his party descend the mountain with his own eyes, and his cloudy eyes barely shone.

His grandson, when he didn't know it, had grown to the point where he also admired him, and he didn't need him at all and wasn't afraid of him.

He knew that those people who were making trouble at the foot of the mountain all day long wanted to use him to make trouble for Silence, but he didn't know that he had no use value at all now, and Silence didn't take him seriously at all.

Now he is no different from the living dead, and living is a breath. And he has already accepted his fate, and he knows that the rest of his life can only be spent in the mountains, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with power.

Slowly closing his eyes, the Emperor Taishang leaned on the soft collapse, looking like he was going to sleep or not. The person who served behind him immediately covered him with a blanket and thoughtfully adjusted his position.

The corners of the Emperor's lips rose slightly......

This is not bad, no matter how silent Yan did not snub him, the people arranged around him are all attentive people, and this is enough.

After all, when he needed to be taken care of by his parents and elders, he just threw him to his subordinates. As for whether those subordinates are careless, he doesn't know, those people are all people arranged by the queen, he just said a word.

Now it seems that the queen did not neglect the silence back then, otherwise the silence would not be kind to the queen and her family now.

In his life, he is sorry for his biological father, his wife, his son, and his grandson......

The Emperor's head was planted one by one, and he soon fell asleep. The servant behind him immediately stepped forward and lifted the man to the bed, and his movements were very gentle, without waking him up at all.

Qin Shiyan returned to the palace from the temple, and the momentum was huge all the way, and he even deliberately appeared on the main road, so that the forbidden army took a detour to the place where the disaster was most severe except for the city gate.

However, Qin Xiaoyan did not show up, and sat in the dragon bowl all the way, only issuing a holy decree through the dragon bowl, asking the people from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing to come over to help the victims, and asking the household department to arrange people to set up porridge shops and send food to the victims.

These two holy decrees were said in front of the people, although they were not said by Qin Shanyan himself to the people, but they were said by the eunuch in charge beside Qin Xiaoyan, and no one would doubt its authenticity. "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"The emperor is sage, the emperor is sage."

"Holy, holy...... Ron. ”

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The common people are a group of greedy people, but they are also a group of people who are easily content, only a few words, only a little bit of effort, but they can make them grateful, prostrate at the feet of Qin Xiaoyan, shouting long live.

Qin Xiaoyan, who was sitting in the dragon bowl, sighed softly, and did not show up to say anything, only letting the forbidden army continue to move forward.

In the event of ground movements, the most difficult thing to deal with is not the people in distress, but the officials in the DPRK and China.

The group of officials headed by Liu Zhengqing will definitely not give up on this, and there is still a tough battle to fight after he returns to the palace.

As for the situation in the palace at this time?

He has not returned to the palace since he entered the city, and he still doesn't know whether the disaster in the palace is strict or not, and if the palace collapses, things will be even more troublesome.

"It's really all in one place." Qin Shiyan couldn't help but rub his eyebrows, and he was inevitably worried about Gu Qiancheng's safety. "I don't know what happened to Qiancheng now, and I don't know what these things can be solved when the ground moves." Qin Shiyan leaned back and said with a headache.

There are too many things to do, and he's ...... I really don't have that much time to stay in Beijing to deal with those trivial matters. His thousand cities are still waiting for him......

A note to readers: Participating in the writers' association activities for half a month means that I am so tired that I want to cry...... Tomorrow on WeChat, I will give you PO photos. I'll update a chapter today, and I'll make it up before one o'clock tomorrow at noon!!