The mountain road is rugged and difficult, there are several steep places, Yingyun looks panicked, but the emperor's footsteps are steady and solid, and people who have a foundation in martial arts are really not ordinary.

Mount Tai has just entered spring, the cold is still pressing, the mountain wind is blowing coldly, and it seems that it is still in winter.

Ying Yun lay on the emperor's shoulder, seeing that the temples on both sides of him were slightly sweaty, it was really difficult for him to carry a distance.

"Uh...... Your Majesty, do you want to let your concubines down......" Yingyun was a little reluctant in her heart, and struggled to move.

The emperor had to put her down, took her hand, and said, "Go slowly, I will lead you." ”

Yingyun looked at the top of Mount Tai from afar and asked, "With the speed of the concubine's feet, when I got to the top of the mountain, it was probably dark." ”

The emperor smiled lightly and said, "Tonight, I and the queen will stay in Bixia Lingying Palace, and we will go down the mountain again after Ming'er." ”

Ying Yun asked with a shocked face: "The emperor said that he would stay overnight in the mountain temple tonight?" ”

The emperor smiled: "What's the matter?" So surprised? ”

Ying Yun sneered: "That's not it, it's just that the concubine is not mentally prepared......

The emperor said, "What are you going to prepare?" On the mountain, I have already ordered you to find a quiet meditation room for the queen. ”

Oh, Yingyun smiled secretly in her heart, she originally thought that he was happy, but now it seems that he came prepared.

Even so, Yingyun stopped and went, sometimes feeling the oncoming mountain breeze, sometimes picking unknown wildflowers, and completely taking this trip as a tour of the mountains and rivers.

By the time the two of them arrived at the Bixia Lingying Palace, the sky had already darkened, and the sparse stars were gradually hanging in the sky. The ancient sky was really spotless, standing on the top of Mount Tai, as if you could pick the stars. 22 Literary Network

The abbot of Bixia Lingying Palace is called Fajing, leading a group of small novices to welcome the holy car, and two rows of red lanterns illuminate the mountain temple transparently.

In the dark night, only this one shines like a star.

Because they live on the top of the mountain for many years, the novices on the mountain hardly go down the mountain all year round, so they set up another farm behind the temple to grow some vegetables and be self-sufficient.

Therefore, seeing so many people coming to the mountain temple, and the arrival of the holy car, all of them showed joy on their faces.

The emperor made a Buddhist salute to Zen Master Fajing and said, "I haven't seen Zen Master for a few years, don't come unharmed, right?" ”

Fajing Zen Master recited the Buddha's name, greeted the emperor and the queen into the temple, and said: "The poor monk often thinks of discussing Zen with the emperor with candles, and he should not be unhappy. Over the years, I have been chanting scriptures and participating in meditation with the monks every day, in order to seek peace and security for the country and the people, and the emperor will live forever. ”

Ying Yun listened to the conversation between the two, and saw that they were very familiar with each other, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the emperor really can take any way, and he knows a thing or two about Buddhism and Zen.

I remembered that he said before that he could read faces, didn't he learn it from here?

The two walked into the temple, because at night, they simply took a few incense sticks, and then went back to the meditation room to rest.

Xiao Shami then sent white steamed buns, a plate of pickles and a plate of pickles, which was in line with the simplicity of the people in the mountain gate.

Yingyun is not a picky eater, and after climbing the mountain for an afternoon, her stomach has already rumbled several times, she grabbed the steamed bun and gnawed it, but when she turned her head, she saw the emperor shaking her head and sighing with a smile.

"Your Majesty, are you not hungry?" Ying Yun handed the white steamed bun to him.

The emperor smiled and refused: "You eat, eat quickly, I will take you out in a while." ”

"Still going out?" Yingyun hurriedly swallowed the steamed buns, she thought she could sleep directly.