Li Shanchang captured Zhu Yuanzhang's intentions: "The minister thinks that Master Song's proposal is excellent. The water and land puja has grown stronger and stronger in the Northern and Southern Dynasties since then, and has lasted for nearly a thousand years. It enshrines the Buddhas and sages of the Ten Directions, and gives to all beings in the six realms and enables them to be saved. There are far more sentient beings in the six realms than the people under the emperor's rule, and if the emperor holds a puja to let them enjoy the blessings, what a special merit it it will be for the emperor! ”

Song Lian thought that Li Shanchang was talking for him, and while he was grateful, he also sweated for him.

Zhu Yuanzhang twisted his beard, and his eyes were full of deep thought for the people. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Have you ever thought about how much the water and land law will cost? ”

A cold poisonous snake crawled up Song Lian's back.

Soon, his hands and feet began to go numb, and even his tongue began to disobey, and he didn't know how to patch the hole created by his proposal.

Li Shanchang was calm and unhurried. The idea of the water and land festival was not come up with him, and his psychological pressure was much less than that of Song Lian. He said the perfect explanation that Song Lian missed because he was in a panic.

"Your Majesty, the water and land festival costs a lot of money. The minister knew that the emperor was thinking about the people and was worried that the people would bear too heavy a burden. However, the waterway puja is taken from the people and used for the people, not only to purify the people of the world, so that they can get good fortune, but also to save their dead relatives, so that their souls can rest in peace, this is a meritorious thing, the people want! ”

In Zhu Yuanzhang's cautious laughter, Song Lian slowly raised his lowered head and walked out of the cold and biting darkness.

Zhu Yuanzhang's happy smile awakened his body like a bright spring light. He didn't forget to be grateful, and smiled at Li Shanchang with a side face.

"The prime minister said it well! Take it from the people, use it for the people, the people will be blessed, and I will feel at ease! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed out loud without any scruples. A night of tiredness and panic huddled in the shadows, never daring to attack the holy king again.

Song Lian put the icing on the cake and said: "Zong Yi said in "The Origin of Water and Land": 'Today's offering to a Buddha and a monk still has infinite merit, not to mention the ordinary offering of the Three Treasures of the Ten Directions and the Six Realms of Ten Thousand Spirits, not only self-benefit, but also the nine clans. 'The emperor held a water and land festival to seek blessings for the people, and he will be admired by the world! ”

"Well, that's a good point! Master Song, immediately draft a holy decree for me! ”

The leaves of the trees fell, and there was no rain for days, and the cave was much drier. The uninvited demon wind also changed its direction and continued its journey against the strong and the weak.

Stone found that the hives and honey that the young eagle had brought to him later were bitter.

After pondering for a long time, he deduced that there were all Coptis trees near the cave, so the honey was bitter Coptis honey.

At the same time, he also speculated that the first time he ate Coptis honey was also it, but because he was hungry and thirsty at that time, no matter how bitter things were, they became the most delicious food in the world.

Stone has developed a new habit of singing a childhood song after eating, which is not only a praise for food, but also a reminder of his family.

When he sings, the little eagle likes to flutter its wings around him, as if dancing for him. Before the song could stop, with a chirp, the little eagle flew high into the air and rushed out of the hole.

Stone no longer has to worry about the little eagle going and not returning, he knows that his short absence is only for foraging, and in addition to honey, sometimes the young eaglet will bring back some juicy and sweet fresh fruit.

However, the little eagle never listened to the stone's song, which made the stone a little annoyed.

Although staying at the bottom of the cave where it is difficult to move an inch, although this is a world with only two lives, the stone and the little eagle will never be idle.

The stone often tricks the young eagle into one, turning the five fresh fruits that the young eagle triumphantly brings into one, and also conjuring up a few colorful fresh fruits when the young eagle is unlucky and finds only a tiny beehive.

The little eagle was repeatedly fooled, his pride was suppressed, his frustration was encouraged, and in short, the stone had been working against him.

The stone also made a circle of Shennong whip, which is regarded as a treasure by the people of the world, like a circus training monkey, and let the young eagles jump into the circle.

The little eagle felt insulted that he couldn't talk about, but he would still reluctantly accompany the stone to complete this shallow game.

The copper rod that Uncle Hai handed over to the stone was also a magic weapon for them to be happy.

Stone had a whim, and he had the will to become a martial arts master. He held a copper rod to chop the little eaglet, and said that in order to practice each other's vigorous skills.

When the first snow of early winter came, Stone was surprised to find that the young eagle had grown from more than a foot long to two feet, with plump and thick feathers and sharp claws, and became a handsome and strong bee eagle.

While being proud of the majestic bee eagle now, Shi also cherishes the well-behaved little eagle in the past, and he often does not forget to tell the big bee eagle.

"Little Eaglet, although you have grown so big now, you are still the little Eagle I first knew in my heart, so no matter how big you become in the future, or you get old, I will call you Little Eagle."

The big bee hawk rubbed the stone's face with its pointed beak, and shrank into the stone's arms, which could barely hold him, as he had done when he was a child.

"You bring me food every day, you're going to spoil me like this. When do you think I'll go outside with you to help you poke the beehive and pick wild fruits? ”

Two lines of tears burst out of their eyes, and the stone began to miss the blue sky, the rolling peaks, the bustling streets, and the warm courtyard.

"Can I still get out? Can you still breathe fresh air outside? Can you still see the bright sun? Can you still run all over the mountains? Can you still talk to people, even those who you hate? ”

Stone sobbed quietly, sharing with the bee hawk a feeling of sadness that was not necessarily understandable.

The Honey Eagle lay next to the stone, arching him with her body all the time.

"I know you don't like me to cry, you're afraid I'm sad, but I'm just sad! Wow! The stone did not hesitate to cry out loud.

The bee eagle shook its head helplessly, flapped its wings and flew up, stopping at a height of more than a foot from the stone, looking down.

After pouring out all the sadness about his situation, his thoughts about his family, and his yearning for the outside world, Shi felt comfortable and reborn, and he beckoned to the bee eagle: "Come on, I'm done crying." ”

The bee hawk flew back to the stone and began to repeat the same action - arching the stone's body without stopping.

"What's wrong with you? I didn't cry again, but I couldn't wipe my tears away. Stone wiped away the tears with his dirty hands, "It's always okay now, right?" ”

The Bee Eagle ignored it and took the trouble to repeat the monotonous movements.

"If you arch me again, I'm angry." The stone reaches out to block the bee eagle.

The Bee Eagle pushed the stone harder, eventually forcing him to the base of the wall.

The stone stomped his feet and raised his legs, and pounced on the bee eagle, counting the most unkind words since they met: "If you don't let me take a place, I will press you, and I will let you arch me again!" ”

The bee hawk twisted its body frantically, struggling to break its wings out of the stone's slender arms, flapping up and down. When the bee hawk finally took to the air, the feet of the stone also left the ground in the huge air current.

"Ahh Don't fall me to death! Go down, stop making a fuss! The stone screamed.

The bee hawk turned a deaf ear, its wings flapping faster and faster, and the ground was already a foot away from them.

The stone struggled several times without success, but had to give up, his arms tightly wrapped around the bee hawk's neck, his closed eyes were ravaged with countless folds, and his trembling body almost formed a unique rhythm, which was equal to the swing caused by the bee eagle's struggling flight.

As the light grew brighter and the breeze brought a strong smell of grass, the stone suddenly realized that the bee eagle was going to take him out of the cave.

The joy and excitement made him stand on end, and it was the road to rebirth all the way up.

But the violent jolting made him realize that the Honey Hawk's body was not strong enough to fly out of a cave more than ten feet deep with an adult, and his excitement was replaced by worry, and he was not worried about himself, but about the Honey Eagle.

"Little Eagle, thank you!" Stone with tears in his eyes, "You are my dearest and dearest relative, you are so good to me, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely repay you." But now let's go down! Or you'll fall to your death! ”

"Wow!" The bee eagle let out a high-pitched chirp, and a new force poured into his body, his heavy wings became brisk, and his shaking body gradually stabilized. He held his head high and rushed towards the light without hesitation.

"Trust me, I'll be able to take you out!" As if hearing the unquestionable determination of the Bee Eagle, the Stone patted the Bee Hawk's neck: "Fly!" He closed his eyes and left everything to a fuzzy fate.

The wind was whistling in his ears, the air was filled with fragrance, the chirping of birds was faintly visible, and the scene that had been circulating in his memories for more than a month was close at hand, and he had come from the cold winter to the warm spring.

The bee eagle stopped flapping its wings, and the stone did not dare to open its eyes. His heart was beating in his throat. Is it that the bee hawk can't fly anymore or? He didn't dare to think any further.

He felt something spilled on him, soft, warm.

He also heard the wriggling of bugs, the sound of flowers blooming, the sound of bees busy.

He mustered up the courage to open his eyes a slit, and the strong light pierced his pupils, and he quickly closed them again.

The Bee Eagle remained motionless, patiently waiting for his friend to enjoy the joy he brought him.

"I'm outside! The eaglet flew out of the cave with me, and I was free! The stone put his hand on the curtain and slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the light.

The remnant sun of early winter is as warm as summer, ready to meet the cold wind, charming, dotted with coptis trees vigorous and powerful, and the clouds rushing in the sky do not forget to leave him a smile.

The stone jumped down from the bee eagle and strode through the mountains and forests: "Little eaglet! We're out! ”