The ancient temple of Qingyue sat quietly in the deep mountains, the quaint bell slowly sounded throughout the mountain forest, a bird flew away from the mountain forest as if it was startled, Charity stood on the edge of the cliff with his head down, looked at the direction of the imperial city, and recited a Buddha number in a low voice, and the little monk on the side looked up with some puzzlement and asked: "What is the ancestor looking at?" Now it's time for morning reading, and you're going to scold me if you don't go back to host. ”

Charity looked at the visible green in the imperial city, suddenly smiled and said lightly: "Your host is no longer with me, how can you care about such a thing, you don't tell the truth at a young age, what are you doing in the temple like this." ”

The little monk sobbed and couldn't help crying: "I don't want to, it's so terrible here, if you fall down, you'll die, I'm still young and don't want to die!" ”

Charity's eyes darkened, and he sighed helplessly, and said lightly behind him: "You have already seen it, so take him back!" After all, I'm still young, and I don't want to worry about it. ”

The old monk walked out on crutches, coughed, waved his hand, called the little monk over, and said slowly: "The master is still the same good, but I seem to be showing off my skills." ”

The little monk walked over ignorantly, sobbed twice, saluted and left, the old monk stood in the position of the little monk and said with an ugly face: "I don't understand, why is the master so persistent in this matter because he has seen everything thoroughly all his life?" What are in the capital are the lives of millions of people in this country! ”

The smile on Charity's lips didn't change, and his voice was still faint: "Human life in the capital is human life, so isn't my life?" As for Lu Qingjin, not to mention, she deserves it right with me, I'll see how Jiu'an solves this matter. ”

The old monk seemed to be so angry that he coughed twice and squatted down and couldn't stand up, Charity retracted his gaze and looked at the old man on the ground with a long sigh, the old monk finally eased up, and asked with a smile in his voice: "Why is the master sighing!" Do you feel that you can't keep time? ”

Charity squatted down, helped him up, looked at the horizon not far away, and said slowly: "You think too much!" I've kept this time, I just don't understand why you just can't figure it out, you can live young and strong to be like this, is the so-called natural humanity really so important? ”

The old monk walked into the distance with the power of charity, and said a little weakly: "It doesn't matter if I live or die, in fact, I still want to live to see the sun in a hundred years, but I just want the master to understand that even if you have the power that people don't have, there are some things that can't be kept, and I want to use my death to tell you what loss is." ”

The smile on Charity's lips finally disappeared, he let go of the old monk's arm and looked at the cliff lightly with indescribable indifference in his eyes: "Then you have failed, I have never cared about anyone else in my life except myself, I allow you to make trouble every now and then just to repay your contribution to me, it doesn't matter to me whether you die or not." ”

The old monk staggered in the direction of the cliff, the strong wind blew over, with the cool breath of spiritual dew in the capital, Charity raised his head, as if he wanted to stop him and held back, the old monk did not stop slowly until he came to the edge, Charity looked at him calmly and did not speak, and the old monk did not look back and recited the meditation Sutra softly.

The sound of the wind blowing the scriptures slowly came to Charity's ears, and after a while, the sound of the scriptures disappeared, and the figure of the old monk disappeared, Charity folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and slowly left, turning around, as if a tear was blown away by the wind.

Lu Qingjin anxiously commanded people to clean up the flowers and plants in the palace, thinking bitterly that at least this year's harvest is guaranteed, Concubine Li walked over leisurely with the child in her arms and said salty: "I heard that many people in the capital are in chaos, saying that the country is about to die, and many merchants have left the capital, and even the business of Shengshi Pavilion has been affected." ”

Lu Qingjin sat on the stone bench on the side, swallowed his saliva, lowered his voice and explained: "This matter really has nothing to do with me, I don't know why spiritual dew is falling from the sky, it stands to reason that you are an ordinary world will not have such unbelievable things, who would have thought that there are more and more now." ”

Concubine Li turned the child in her hand around and gently patted it while comforting: "Xiao Fuyou is not asleep, you don't need to lower your voice, I didn't say that you did this matter, you are too sensitive to do this now, let's slow down first!" None of these things can be done in a day, and there will come a day when the people will completely believe in the royal family. ”

Lu Qingjin wailed and said slowly: "Then I will be able to live until that time, you look at what the mess in the capital has become now, I am worried that I will be stoned to death when I go out now, let alone my reputation in the court, the emperor must have to pay a lot of price to keep me this time." ”

Concubine Li also knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so she could only sigh and leave slowly, Lu Qingjin was still waiting for comfort, and in a blink of an eye, she saw that the person had already left, she sighed and buried her head between her arms, when Qin Zhao came, she saw that the queen who had been controversial recently was squatting in the imperial garden like a quail, and he reluctantly stepped forward and said: "The Lu Qingjin I originally knew would not use this way to escape the problem. Besides, isn't it a good thing that the people in the city have a good harvest? ”

Lu Qingjin raised his head a little suffocated, threw himself into Qin Zhao's arms, and said vaguely: "I don't think so at all, obviously the good growth cycle is broken, and I don't know if the last harvest will be available this year, speaking of which, I don't know if the people are willing to plant the seeds I recommended now." ”

Qin Zhao frowned, patted Lu Qingjin's back gently, felt the woman's dependence on him, and slowly spoke: "What kind of stupid question is this, although the people are easily bewitched, but they are not fools, who treats them well, and after waiting for this time, they can still see it, but your aunt is very angry when she hears about this, thanks to her, no one in the court has dared to make trouble in the past two days." ”

Lu Qingjin really didn't dare to imagine what his aunt had done, sighed helplessly, buried his head deeper, Qin Zhao looked at the ostriche-like woman in his arms with some amusement, and said slowly: "She has already done it, even if you are like this, it is useless." ”