Chapter 282: The Queen's Thing

For the sake of that half of the tiger talisman, it can be said that Xie Yutang and the prince used all their spies, but unfortunately no matter how they investigated, they couldn't find a trace.

The prince paced back and forth in the study irritably, and the longer the time dragged on, the more anxious he became. Although the emperor has a life hanging on his side, his dilapidated body is almost overwhelmed.

"Where the hell did you say that old woman was hiding?!" He stopped abruptly and asked the national teacher who was sitting on the side. There was no respect for the Queen Mother between the words.

"Your Highness, don't be impatient, the more this time, the more we should stay calm."

"Calm down, I don't know how to calm down, but now the situation is becoming more and more urgent, if we can't find the tiger talisman, everything we have done will be in vain!" The prince's expression looked a little hideous, he wiped his face in annoyance, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "It's better for us to keep doing it, just put the old immortal lying on the bed into the coffin, and then draw up a false holy decree." ”

"Your Highness, don't act impulsively!" Hearing the prince's words, the national teacher hurriedly spoke out to stop him, "Drafting the holy decree will inevitably attract the attention of the ministers of the court, once the news spreads, your crime of killing the king is a certainty!" ”

These words can be said to be straight to the point, and the prince has planned until now, but he is afraid that rashly seizing the throne will damage his reputation. He sat down in his chair in frustration, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what do you say?" ”

The national teacher pondered for a moment and stroked his gray beard, "There is one way, that is, it requires the cooperation of His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"You said, as long as I can make that old woman show up, I will definitely cooperate."

The national teacher leaned over slightly and said his plan in the prince's ear, and the prince's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened. When the national teacher returned to his body, he couldn't help laughing, "The national teacher is really smart, this prince has you, it can be said that he is like a divine help." ”

The old god of the national teacher accepted the praise of the prince in his presence, and a touch of pride crossed his eyes.

Rumors suddenly spread in the palace that the emperor would die soon. Originally, everyone knew that the emperor was recuperating from his illness, but the decoction was sent in every day, and it did not get better. Slowly, some palace people began to believe these words.

As people who have been in the palace for so long, they also feel that the mountain rain is coming. Some clever people quietly transported their belongings outside the palace, leaving a way out for the rest of their lives.

At first, it was only a small-scale move, but later it intensified, and under the queen's ignorance and the prince's intentional connivance, some palace people even used this as a business opportunity to steal items in the palace and go out for money.

For a time, many royal things flowed out of the palace. After leaving the palace, the Queen Mother hid in a temple with strong incense. Every day, it is normal for an old man to eat fast and recite Buddha in it.

One day, the Queen Mother was meditating in the Buddhist hall as usual, and suddenly heard a noise outside, as if they were arguing about something. She frowned slightly, feeling that she couldn't calm down, so she simply put down the Buddhist beads in her hand, pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside, two little monks were pulling each other on a string of Buddhist beads.

"I saw this first!" The slightly taller monk screamed.

"What if you see it first, I said I paid the money first." The other monk pursed his lips disdainfully, and the strength in his hand did not relax in the slightest.

The slightly taller monk was suddenly anxious, but he didn't dare to pull too hard, for fear that the Buddha beads would be overwhelmed and torn off by them, and the atmosphere was stalemate for a while.

After the queen mother glanced at the two monks, she set her eyes on the Buddhist beads in their hands. The more she looked at this Buddha bead, the more familiar she became, and she couldn't help but say, "Little master, can you let me take a look at this Buddha bead?" ”

The two monks looked at the Queen Mother with unkind eyes at the same time, they also knew that there was an old lady who ate fasting and recited Buddha in the Buddha Hall, this was the first time to see each other, seeing that although her body was tough, she should not be able to do such a thing as a robbery, and after looking at each other, she handed the Buddha beads to the Queen Mother.

"Old man, you have to be careful, this Buddha bead is expensive, and it is said that it is still spread there." One of the monks vaguely pointed in the direction of the palace, a hint of greed in his eyes. This is a fine rosewood, which can be bought for only a few taels of silver, and it can be regarded as a big advantage for them.

Although they knew that this thing was so cheap, it was estimated that there were some problems with the origin, but after the Buddha beads were in their hands, the mellow feel made them unable to let go anymore, because there was only such a string, and the two monks wanted to take the Buddha beads for themselves, so there was the scene of the dispute just now.

After seeing the direction pointed by the monk, the queen mother's face pale slightly, and she almost took the Buddha beads as quickly as possible, because of this, the monk called out in distress.

But at this time, the queen mother couldn't care about the monk's mood, all her thoughts were on the Buddha beads, the familiar touch and color, because of the perennial worship in the Buddha hall and stained with rosin, and even the missing corner of a bead, all of which were exactly the same as the string of Buddha beads in her memory.

That's right, this is the Buddha bead she holds in her hand all year round in the palace!

Because she was in a hurry to leave the palace at that time, and the things she could bring were limited, she forgot about the Buddhist beads that she put on the altar in the Buddhist hall, but she didn't expect to see it here again.

"Where did you get this thing?" The Queen Mother's face was so gloomy that she could almost drip water, and she questioned the monk while rubbing the Buddha beads.

Although she was dressed simply, the momentum of being in a high position for a long time was different from others, just a look made the monk feel trembling, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses.

The monk shook his head, feeling that he was really stunned, and at that moment just now, he actually wanted to bow down to this old lady.

Many people saw it when they bought the Buddha beads, so the monk also concealed it, and said one by one, "There is a picker at the foot of the mountain, and the Buddha beads are bought from him." According to him, he has an in-law relationship with the people in the palace, and these things are all royal things. Old lady, you have a good look, and when you see it, return the Buddha beads to me. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tried to take the Buddha beads from the Queen Mother's hand, but before he could touch the Buddha beads, the Queen Mother's arm suddenly lifted and staggered away from his outstretched hand.

This move made the monk stunned for a moment, and then immediately sank his face, "Old lady, I am kind enough to lend you the Buddha beads to see, is it possible that you still want to rob it?" Between the words, there is no longer the original respect for the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother wasn't annoyed, she just stared at each other with a complicated expression, "You mean, this is something from the palace?" When will the royal goods be able to be sold casually among the people? ”

Although she was sure that this was her Buddha bead, the Queen Mother still asked, she still didn't believe that the things in the palace could actually flow outside, after all, the palace was heavily guarded, and it was difficult to deliver a message on weekdays, let alone bring things out in a grand manner.

When the monk heard this, he looked at the Queen Mother strangely, "I said, old lady, have you been in this temple for too long and don't know what the outside world is going to do?" Now that the capital is full, who doesn't know that the emperor is critically ill, and his breath is a matter of the past few days. There is chaos in the palace, how can you care about this. Hey, don't say it, if it weren't for this, how would we be able to see the royal things......"

The queen mother couldn't listen to the words of the monk behind her, and her mind was full of news that the emperor was critically ill. Before, she was able to hide in this temple for so long without coming forward, and she also expected that the crown prince would not do it so quickly, and the emperor would be safe until he was able to inherit the throne justifiably. But now, even the palace can't be guarded, is the emperor really dying?

Thinking of this, the Queen Mother's body couldn't help but tremble a little, in the end, it was her own son, and the emotion that blood was thicker than water made her unable to let the emperor go.

"Little master, can you tell me where that picker is?" Although the queen mother's heart was turbulent, but on the surface she became more and more calm, in order not to let the monk suspect, she also smiled and returned the Buddhist beads, her eyes lingered on the string of Buddhist beads.

Hmph, you dare to take the royal things, I'm afraid you won't have a life!

The monk suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"It's strange, I don't see the wind, why is it so cold all of a sudden." He muttered, but didn't think much about it, "The picker is at the fork in the road up the mountain, and when you go down the mountain, walk a little further to the right, and you will see him." ”

"Thank you, little master." The Queen Mother bowed slightly, and then hurried down the mountain, not thinking about a centenarian at all with such a fast pace.

According to the instructions of the little monk, the Queen Mother quickly found the picker. Facing the people in a circle, she couldn't help frowning. She has always been pampered, even if she eats fast and recites Buddha here, she also uses a Buddhist hall alone, and she feels uncomfortable when she squeezes into the crowd at this time.

But when she thought of her guess, the Queen Mother couldn't care about this, and took a deep breath and plunged into the crowd.

Those people around are all experienced women, usually not to grab some cloth hairpins, how can the queen mother be their opponent, after a while, their hair is scattered, and the whole person is embarrassed.

Fortunately, although those women were not happy that someone was robbing them of their position, they also knew the proportions and were not too rampant, but secretly pinched the Queen Mother several times.

By the time the Queen Mother squeezed to the side of the picker, she had already lost her former grace, panting and caressing the pinched position on her body. At this time, even if someone says that she is a beggar, I am afraid that some people will believe her.

The Queen Mother secretly kept these black hands in her heart, and when she recovered her identity, she would feel good with them!

Although she was angry in her heart, she did not forget her purpose.