Chapter 472: Buddha Yao Xing

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Before and after the suppression of Fu Deng, the king of heaven Yao Xing can be called young and promising.

In particular, Yao Xing has taken a series of effective measures to restore the people's livelihood and economy and rectify domestic order.

At the beginning of his reign, he rectified the internal administration of officials, comforted the poor, selected talents, and streamlined the law.

All of a sudden, Guanzhong was under great rule, and the national strength of Later Qin was also thriving.

It's a pity that this good situation didn't last long, and the Pingyang fiasco changed Yao Xing.

Let him change from a diligent and loving king to a pious Buddha.

That night, Yao Xing spent another terrible night in a nightmare.

Somehow, since the defeat of Shangjun that year, he has always been dreaming all kinds of dreams, some of which are good and some are bad.

Although the Buddhist scriptures say that all dreams are nothing more than "upside-down dreams", he could not help but pay special attention to certain dreams.

Many times, Yao Xing would also rely on those upside-down dreams to judge the affairs of the court and the future blessings and misfortunes.

Although his dreams were shattered again and again, and his hopes were slim again and again, he still looked forward to some dreams becoming reality.

This time, the person who walked into his dream was his father Yao Chang.

Yao Chang is still so brave and awe-inspiring.

Father Yao Chang strode towards him violently, and the blades of the armor on his body clanged non-stop.

"Huh? Father, why are you here? It's been a long time since you've seen you, where have you been all these years? ”

"Don't you know why I'm so rare here?" Yao Chang sneered.

Yao Xing really didn't know, he was just strange, he hadn't seen his father for a long time.

In fact, not only Yao Chang, but also several Buddhist monks, including courtiers, sons, and wives, he has not seen him for a long time.

Since worshipping the Buddha, he not only ignored state affairs, but also announced that he would not be close to women, and only devoted himself to eating and fasting and reciting Buddha.

"It's good that the father is here, the child just has something to report to you about state affairs......

As soon as the words came out habitually, Yao Xing was suddenly at a loss, because he didn't know what to tell his father at all.

He hadn't been in charge for two years, and with his empire on the verge of collapse, he really didn't know how to tell his father about it.

But anyway, seeing his biological father, Yao Xing's mood became very good.

"After all these years, do you still remember what I taught you?"

"Every word the father said, the child did not dare to forget, and it was always firmly remembered in his heart."

"Oh? Is it? Then let me ask you, is Hexi destroyed? Have the Xianbei people been defeated? Did Great Qin unify the world? ”

"Father, can we not talk about this today? We haven't seen each other for a long time, so can't we pull a family routine? Something intimate? ”

"Now that the state is about to perish, do you still have the heart to be in the family here?" Yao Chang said angrily.

"Father, why do you always look down on me?" Yao Xing said with a look of grievance.

"If you want me to look good, you have to do something decent or two."

"But what about you? I handed over a good state to you, but you brought it to the brink of destruction?! ”

"This ...... The destruction of this state is determined by heaven, and can it be restored by manpower? ”

"You, you, you...... You're angry with me, I knew it was like this, I shouldn't have let you inherit the throne of heaven in the first place. ”

"Do you think I'll be rare? Although I have become the king of heaven, I am not happy at all, it is better to be a monk. ”

"How can you say that? There are thousands of monks in the world, but there is only one King of Later Qin. ”

"I don't care about that, I just care about ordinary happiness."

Yao Xing looked very impatient, and his words became more and more extreme.

"For so many years, I have lived a very depressed life, and I can only experience happiness by immersing myself in Buddhist scriptures."

"Crazy, crazy, you've been bewitched by those monks!" Yao Chang muttered to himself.

"No, I must not watch those monks destroy my son......"

Saying that, Yao Chang drew his sword, pointed the long sword at Yao Xing's left and right, and shouted: "Come on, kill those demon monks for me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yao Xing saw a group of people brandishing knives and rushing towards this side with great momentum.

One by one, they held knives, murderous.

Yao Xing saw that there were also his uncle Yao Shuode, Taiwei Yao Min, and servant Yin Wei who had been his right-hand man in the team.

Behind them, there were countless unrecognizable soldiers, all of whom were holding knives and rushing towards him......

In the end, Yao Xing screamed and woke up from the nightmare, and Yao Chang, Yin Wei, Yao Shuode, etc. all disappeared.

Only then did he realize that it was a big dream.

By this time, the sky had already darkened, and suddenly his stomach was beating like a drum, and hunger made him lazy and weak, and he felt that his bones were about to fall apart.

Thinking about the past, he has always eaten two meals a day, like a real ascetic, not eating at noon.

And when he is busy, he only drinks one bowl of gruel a day.

Always vegetarian every day (Buddhism is not yet in vogue at this time, the plot needs it), so that Yao Xing, who is in the prime of life, always feels hungry easily.

Yao Xing is not ignorant of the current situation, but what can he do about it?

One can only watch a dynasty quietly destroy in this season of spring rains.

Now, Yao Xing just waited calmly, waiting for a moment to come.

At some point, Yao Xing suddenly heard someone report to him: "The king, the crown prince and the ministers have asked to be summoned. ”

"Prince? Let them in. ”

After a while, I saw the crown prince Yao Hong walking into the Buddhist hall with a group of courtiers.

Yao Hong said with a crying voice: "Father, Hou Qin, it's over." ”

The ministers also hung their heads one by one and remained silent.

Yao Xing couldn't help but be in a trance, since his father rebelled against Qin in Weibei in the ninth year of Taiyuan Dynasty.

In the eleventh year of Taiyuan (386 AD), he was called the emperor in Chang'an, and Hou Qin had been unconsciously established for 12 years.

Twelve years, as a Hulu regime, is not short.

So, Yao Xing smiled and said: "The dynasty is booming and falling, it is due to the number of days, what is the pity?" Everything is cause and effect. ”

Yao Hong knelt in front of his father, howling and crying.

"Father, the child can't live with you, and he didn't keep his home and country."

"Cry, cry, it's okay to cry."

For some reason, seeing Yao Xing comforting the prince heartlessly, Prime Minister Yao Huang couldn't help but be angry.

He really wanted to reprimand this bastard again like Yao Chang had reprimanded Yao Xing countless times in the past.

That's right! In Yao Huang's eyes, Yao Xing was the culprit who led to the demise of Later Qin.

Full of anger stimulated Yao Huang unconsciously, and walked towards Yao Xing step by step.

Yao Xing looked at the guy who was walking towards him seriously, smiled and said, "Isn't this Yao Huang?" ”

"It's Wechen." Yao Huang is neither humble nor arrogant.

This pair of monarchs and ministers who used to treat each other with all their hearts, seeing each other at such a special moment and in a special place, had mixed feelings in their hearts.

This is also the first time that Yao Huang has been so close to Yao Xing, and he seems to feel that the other party is much worse than he originally thought.

Yao Xing, who has been cultivated by Buddhism, is like a lion that has lost its fur, and has long lost its former majesty.

Yao Huang suddenly felt that he was really unnecessary, and he had the slightest respect for Yao Xing in front of him.

Originally, Yao Xing's actions had deeply hurt those old ministers who had supported him.

And today, Yao Xing's indifference to the death of the country once again deeply hurt Yao Huang's self-esteem, and he really wanted to talk about the block in his chest.

Yao Huang stood up straight and said loudly: "There have been some ministers who have spoken out to the Heavenly King, but they have all been reprimanded by His Majesty. ”

"Over the years, Your Majesty has ignored the principles of heaven, despised the Confucian classics, and only focused on the commentary of the Six Classics, regarding demons as auspicious."

"The abuse of people's power and material resources to build temples and build Buddhas is the same as the integration of the Han Dynasty."

"In the whole Chang'an, monks and nuns live a high-class life one by one, but the people are not clothed."

"You inherited a powerful state, but because you disregarded the interests of the country and abandoned the people, the kingdom perished."

"And that Wei Shuo didn't have a single soldier around him when he started the incident in Gaochang, but today he will unify Guanlong."

"Is Wei Shuo more troops than you? Of course not! Is the minister inferior to Song Xuan, Cui Hao and others? Of course not. ”

"In fact, Your Majesty knows very well in his heart that a building that has lost its foundation can be easily blown down by any gust of wind."

"Your country has long lost the hearts of the people, if it doesn't perish, what is the reason of heaven?!"

After Yao Huang said this, he took one last look at Yao Xing, and walked away with great pleasure.

In fact, there is not much new content in these words, Yao Xing has heard them countless times before, but none of them can make him as unforgettable as now.

At that moment, Yao Xing seemed to think of many people, many things: the battle of Shangjun, the killing of Fu Deng, and Yin Wei, who he thought was not as talented as Wang Meng.

It's a pity that now, all this is like a passing cloud, gone with the wind.

Only Yao Huang's back is so clearly imprinted in his memory, a memory that can't be erased......

At some point, a few lines of cloudy tears ran down his cheeks and into his mouth.