"I'm going to leave Beijing in the next few days." Jiang Lige said lightly.

"Leaving Beijing?" Feng Lin was puzzled.

"Hmm." Jiang Lige didn't plan to explain.

"How long will it take?" Feng Lin seemed to be careless.

"Half a month is enough." Jiang Lige said lightly.

"But in a few days, it will be the day of worship, and it will be the right time." Feng Lin frowned.

"Ning Cunzhi will deal with the matter of sacrificing to the sky, the capital does not need me for the time being, and it just so happens that I also have an unfinished matter." Jiang Lige said lightly.

"Okay, I see." Feng Lin couldn't say what it was like in his heart, on the one hand, Ge'er would tell him where he went, this was an improvement, but it was clear that others were here, Ge'er would rather rely on an uncontrollable person than rely on him for half a point, in the final analysis, he would still treat him as an outsider.

"Well, then I'll get ready and go." The atmosphere condensed suddenly, and Jiang Lige said a little embarrassed.

"Ge'er, bring the secret guard I arranged for you." Feng Lin said a little uneasy.

"Okay, I know, I'm sorry for you a lot of trouble in the capital." Jiang Lige said a little uncomfortably.

"You can go with confidence." Feng Lin said lightly.

"Take care of Xiaobai for me." After being silent for a long time, Jiang Lige suddenly remembered that his Xiaobai was still in the palace.

"Xiaobai has been alive and well all these years, if you want someone to keep it secretly, you don't have to worry." Feng Lin analyzed.

"Speaking of which, Xiaobai can leave his life in such a situation, which is already a blessing in misfortune." Jiang Lige said with some relief.

Feng Lin felt like he had broken the five-flavor bottle in his heart, it was not a good taste, a little white tiger was more important than him, no, it should be said that as long as it was related to Chu Tianyi, it was more important than him.

Ge'er, if one day, I also die, will you miss me like this?

Some words are destined not to be spoken.

"You have a good rest, I'll go out first." Feng Lin put down the medicine bowl and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Jiang Lige bowed her head gently, how could she not see Feng Lin's loss, but she had no way to accept Feng Lin yet.

At the beginning of April, it is advisable to sacrifice to the day.

The emperor is in good health, and now it is the time when the crops are growing enthusiastically, from the civil and military officials, the harem concubines, to the children on the street, and the farmers in the fields, they all feel that this day has become peaceful.

The worship of heaven is held in the royal temple, and the emperor will stay here for three days, chanting and praying for blessings with the master of the Tao, so as to pray for good weather and good weather, abundant harvest, peace and contentment for the people, peace and contentment of the country, and no war.

However, this is just a comfort in people's hearts, if the sacrifice is really useful, probably there will be no more wars in the world, and the people will not worry about food and clothing, but no matter what, such a form still exists, even if it is only for the people of the world to see.

"Your Majesty can't sleep at night, sleepy during the day?" In the meditation room, an old monk with a white beard and a yellow robe asked with an unfathomable expression and at the same time very kind.

"Exactly, Master, the person I asked might have figured out the whereabouts?" Emperor Jianwen asked.

"It seems that the crux of Your Majesty's problem is here." The old monk said meaningfully.

"Two and a half years ago, the master said that the person who belongs to the destiny of heaven has a bad fate, but the nobles help each other, but it is safe, but I can't find it all these years, is this good?" Emperor Jianwen seemed to be very worried.

"Don't hide it from Your Majesty, the prince's fate changed suddenly two years ago, and the old man can't understand the mystery." The old monk said with a hesitant face.

"Change? What has become of it? Emperor Jianwen was nervous.

"Your Majesty, please relax, the prince has his own nature." The old monk had no choice but to say.

"Alas, this year is the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, and I don't know how long I can survive, I just hope that Yi'er will come back soon." The emperor's majesty dissipated at this moment, and only the vicissitudes of life remained.

"The emperor has the blessing of heaven, don't worry." The old monk said.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, Master, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens has begun." Du Gong is fair.

"Hmm. Master, wait until the ceremony is over to find the master to solve your doubts. Emperor Jianwen left his words and got up to leave.

"Alas, how did you find it?" After the emperor left, the old monk sighed to himself.

"Since you old thing knows that Prince Yi is dead, why don't you tell the truth?" A man scoffed.

"You know what! Leave the dust, old man, this is called a white lie. The old monk touched his beard and smiled.

"Aren't you afraid of being beheaded?" Lichen sneered.

"Even if you want to say it, it's not the turn of the old man to say it." The old monk shook his head.

"They all say that their families don't speak, but now they have seen it." Lichen scoffed.

"What do you know, compared to the turmoil in Kyushu, Nanchu is shaky, what is a small lie?" The old monk didn't care at all.

"It's really strange to say, I don't care at all when I'm alive, but I'm blindly looking for it when I'm dead, but I don't know it's too late." Lichen sighed.

"Why are you here? Could it be that Yunyin Temple finally can't stand you? The old monk asked, without opening his eyes.

"Asked by a friend to do me a favor." Leaving the dust means a long way.

"The old man just calculated that you were worried about your life on this trip." The old monk said solemnly.

"Worried about your life? Indeed, there are, monks, life and death have long been out of mind. Lichen suddenly smiled.

"If you don't care about life and death, you will still give everything for the grace of saving your life." The old monk smiled knowingly.

"I'm helping the future co-lord of the world, and I'm doing it according to the mandate of heaven, why not?" Lichen didn't care.

"May what you do is what you think." The old monk said meaningfully.

"Emperor Jianwen's face is dark, but it is the appearance of his life, and it is not a disaster for me to do this." Lichen seemed to be talking to himself.

"The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time, and they will be disturbed one after another, and if you enter this trouble, you will not be able to become a monk." The old monk said regretfully.

"Don't think I don't know you old thing is jealous!" Lichen smiled.

"It's not jealous, it's just a pity, it's a pity that you were born with a wise root, and you should have attained enlightenment and become a high monk, but after this incident, everything was ruined." The old monk's face was full of regret.

"The monks have been tired of being a villain over the years, and it is also fresh to try to be a villain occasionally." Unmoved by the dust.

"Leave the dust, stop it, this trip to the muddy water should not be mixed with you and me." The old monk said bitterly.

"Old thing, I've been doing what I want for more than thirty years, and now I finally want to do something seriously, don't get in my way." Lichen said with a bit of caution.

"Alas, the old man really can't stop you, just do whatever you want." The old monk had no choice but to say.

"It's good if the master doesn't stop it." Today, Lichen is just to explore the old monk's mouth, after all, this person has insight into people's hearts, if he is not careful, he found out and told Emperor Jianwen that he can't eat and walk around, and now it seems that the old thing does not plan to interfere, so it seems that it is also a good thing.

"How is Abbot Yunsheng?" After a while, the old monk asked.

"That's it, every day I sit and recite scriptures, so I feel uncomfortable." Off the Dust Road.

"That's great." The old monk seemed to be relieved.

"I came here today to ask for something." Seeing that the time is right, the right time is right.

"Lichen Xiaoer, the old man you asked for has already agreed, but don't get an inch." The old monk warned implicitly.

"In this case, thank you first, master." Lichen smiled.

"Alright, let's go, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens begins, and we should be there too." The old monk said.

It's night.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!" Emperor Jianwen was preparing to rest in the wing room, when a scream sounded outside the courtyard.

Outside the door, Du's father-in-law's voice sounded: "The emperor is preparing to sleep peacefully, shouting what a system!" ”

"Du, please inform the emperor, something is wrong!" The person who came was a little girl.

"Tell me what's going on?" Du's father-in-law said patiently.

"It's the Eighth Prince, after dinner today, the Eighth Prince said that he was going to go shopping and not let the slaves and maids follow, but he hasn't come back until now, something must have happened." The little maid cried, it seemed that she was really in a hurry.

"Miscellaneous family understood." Du's father-in-law frowned, walked to the door, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty ......"

Emperor Jianwen opened the door, and said with a dull look in his eyes: "I know, why don't I send someone to find it soon!" ”

Everyone: Is it your own son?

"Yes." Du's father-in-law responded respectfully, and led people to look around, and the entire royal temple was jumping.

When the abbot heard the sound, he also sent the monks in the temple to look for him, and asked for sin: "The poor monk is guilty, please ask the emperor to surrender." ”

Emperor Jianwen helped people up and said, "Don't blame the abbot, they are all naughty." ”

The two sat in the wing, speechless for a while.

When the sky was about to dawn, Du Gonggong ran back and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, the temple has been searched everywhere, and there is no trace of His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince." ”

"But what else is missing?" Emperor Jianwen frowned and asked.

"The slave is looking for it with the monks in the temple, and I have already asked, no." Du Gong is fair.

"Is there anything to look for in the back mountains?" Emperor Jianwen rubbed his temples and said impatiently.

"The whole mountain has been searched." Du Gonggong was embarrassed.

"Abbot, is there any other place in this temple where people can be hidden?" Emperor Jianwen looked at the abbot and asked.

"The poor monks are confused, but there is still a place that is not often visited." The abbot was a little embarrassed.

"What's the problem with the abbot?" Emperor Jianwen naturally saw the abbot's embarrassment.

"There is a beast's den in the northeast corner of the temple, but there are usually people guarding it, and if someone goes in, they are afraid of ...... Amitabha. The abbot sighed heavily.

"Little Duzi, bring a few good martial arts insiders to find it." Emperor Jianwen Meiyu was a little angry, and commanded lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Duke Du was ordered to leave again.

"Abbot, what is this den for? Please explain. Emperor Jianwen's face sank.

If one is careless and the beast inside escapes, isn't he in danger?

"When the monks in the temple picked up a litter of wolves, the poor monks could not bear to hurt innocent lives, and were afraid of hurting people's lives in the back mountain, so they opened up the beast's den, and sent people to guard day and night, there was no bad thing in the past few years, it was to ......" abbot was very embarrassed, and silently recited many sentences of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, after this incident, those wolves were only afraid of death, and they were originally soft-hearted, but caused such a catastrophe, and now it is difficult to save a life.