Hesheri listened intently and nodded.

"Your Majesty, therefore, as the head of the servants of the Qing Dynasty, only by staying awake at all times can we serve our masters and all the common people of the Qing Dynasty. Right? Giving and taking, care about a thought. Only by taking the initiative can we get the best. Wan'er continued.

Wu Yue listened to Wan'er's words, and in his eyes, the essence of the Dao was shining.

Immediately, Wu Yue gently raised his hand, gently clenched Wan'er's Qianqianyu hand, and then leaned over, pecked lightly on her white forehead, and then stood up.

"Wan'er, take care of our emperor, I will be loyal to my masters." Wu Yue smiled and strode towards the open door.

Wu Yue, who came out of Kunning Palace, was in a much better mood. His arms were raised, facing the remnant sun that was about to fall in the west, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Sandezi, who was standing beside Wu Yue bowed, was in a much better mood when he saw Wu Yue, and his face became quite happy.

And at this time, the deacon and eunuch in the upper study ran all the way to this side.

Sandezi frowned, and walked quickly towards the visitor, stopping him from ruining Wu Yue's rare good mood.

The person who came whispered a few words in Sandezi's ear, and then bowed down and retreated quickly. Sandezi frowned, turned back quickly, and stood behind Wu Yue.

"What's the matter?" Wu Yue felt Sandezi's movements just now, his eyes were still closed, and he said in a low voice.

Sandezi hurriedly bowed down and responded, "Master Qiqi, the abbot of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain is here to report." According to the words left by the master before the master's death, the body was burned to heaven, and the relics left in front of him were handed over to the emperor. ”

Wu Yue's mood was suddenly shocked, his eyes opened suddenly, and he looked sideways at Sandezi.

"Cining Palace, is there any news from there?" Wu Yue asked in a deep voice.

Sandezi shook his head, "The folds and relics are all in the hands of the little master Fushan, and now they have been handed over to the upper study, waiting for your processing!" Sandezi bowed to Wu Yue and bowed his head.

"Shunzhi is a monk, and he is already an outsider, since he has passed away, why do you want to send someone back to the palace with the relics in front of you?" Wu Yue said silently in his heart, slowly raised his head, and looked straight at the sunset in the west.

"Master, the slave feels that he should tell the ancestor about the death of the first emperor." Sandezi's face turned red at the moment, and a pair of small eyes at this time seemed to be filled with blood, red and panicked.

Wu Yue nodded, "You go and tell the news to the old ancestor." ”

"Huh!" Sandezi knelt down towards Wu Yue. After that, he got up and ran in the direction of Cining Palace.

Wu Yue turned around and said in a deep voice to Li Dong behind him, "Let's go." Let's go to the study. ”

Immediately, Wu Yue walked towards the upper study. Li Dong followed closely behind.

More than ten minutes later, Wu Yue came to the door of the upper study.

Wu Yue looked through the open palace door and looked intently towards the main hall of the upper study.

At this moment, in the center of the main hall, Xiao Ye Fushan stepped forward with his arms, held a brown locket, and knelt on the ground.

At this time, the young master, the smile of the past, was all restrained, as if he had completely changed a person. Wu Yue even felt the sadness in his heart at the moment through Fu Shan's back.

"Hey" Seeing this, Wu Yue let out a long sigh and strode in.

Fu Shan sensed Wu Yue's arrival, put down his body, raised the brown box high with both hands, leaned forward and lowered his head.

"Slaves are rich and good, knock on the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live!" Fu Shan's voice at this moment was like two pieces of iron, rubbing hard, too hoarse.

Wu Yue slowly walked to Fu Shan's side, bowed respectfully to the brown locket, and then took a step forward, knelt on the ground, and raised his hands high.

Li Dong, who was standing behind Wu Yue, stepped forward slowly, took the brown box held by Fu Shan with both hands, and put it in Wu Yue's hand.

After Wu Yue took the small box, he kowtowed three times, then stood up, held the small box lightly with both hands, and strode onto the dragon chair.

Wu Yue put the locket on top of the dragon case with a serious face, raised his hand and gently opened the box.

There is a yellow scroll inside, and judging by its appearance, it is not much different from the Holy Decree. And underneath the scroll is a scripture book.

"Scriptures? "Forty-two Chapters"? That's, isn't it? Wu Yue couldn't help but make it difficult to speak.

Fu Shan raised his head violently and looked at Wu Yue suspiciously.

However, Wu Yue did not look at him sideways, but took out the scroll, put it on top of the dragon case, and then took out the scriptures with both hands.

"Forty-two Chapters!?" Wu Yue stood up suddenly. His eyes stared straight at the scripture book in his hand.

"Master, in the letter from the abbot of Qingliang Temple on Wutai Mountain to the slave, the minister talked about this scripture. This scripture was read by the first emperor for a long time, and it has long become the imperial object of the first emperor. The first emperor chose to send this scripture back to the palace, presumably to give his master a thought. Fu Shan said softly.

Wu Yue suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked up at Fu Shan. But I didn't discuss anything with him on this issue.

Wu Yue lightly placed the scripture on top of the dragon case, and then opened the yellow scroll.

There are only four big characters that catch your eye.

"Never!"

Wu Yue is no stranger to these four words, and he is also like a mirror in the truth.

Previously, Shunzhi had come back with a decree and told himself this sentence. Now he left a will, but it is still this sentence, which shows how important this sentence is in his heart.

"Never!" Wu Yue muttered this sentence in a deep voice.

Fu Shan couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence left by Shunzhi for a while. But he still frowned, bowed down and said, "Master, although the slave doesn't understand the meaning of the first emperor's words, it must also be the essence of a lifetime emperor and governing the government." ”

Wu Yue nodded, and said with a serious face, "I know what you mean, I will rule in accordance with the will of the first emperor." ”

At this time, outside the upper study, there was a sound of Shun Xi.

"The Empress Dowager has arrived!"

Hearing this, Wu Yue and Fu Shan hurriedly got up and came in the direction of the palace gate.

Fu Shan knelt directly on the ground and slammed his head deep on the ground, while Wu Yue stepped forward and supported Xiaozhuang, who was pale in both hands.

"Imperial Grandmother!" Wu Yue called lightly and was about to kneel, but he was supported by Xiaozhuang.

Wu Yue hurriedly straightened up and did not kneel. Xiaozhuang stepped away from him and walked directly towards the brown locket in the direction of the dragon case.

Wu Yue's eyebrows were suddenly raised, and he looked straight at Xiaozhuang with a straight side face!