Lu Yuan walked in and saw Emperor Zhaofeng sitting on the couch in his clothes, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

It is normal for the emperor not to sleep at this hour, but it is very unusual that he is neither meditating nor alchemy.

"The minister Lu Yuan sees the emperor."

"Let's just say what's wrong?"

Lu Yuan said directly: "The altar in the Great Yongchang Temple is on fire. ”

Emperor Zhaofeng's eyes widened.

"The altar is on fire!"

How can it catch fire?

Where is the fire bad, but the altar is burned - the altar is destroyed, how to sacrifice to the sky?

The layout of the altar in the Great Yongchang Temple is intricate, and it is very particular from the direction to the yin and yang, which is not something that can be replaced by other altars.

"And according to the report, the flame is not an ordinary color, but mixed with a dark blue color, and it seems that there is a ghost fire looming in it." Lu Yuan added truthfully.

When Emperor Zhaofeng heard this, he couldn't sit still anymore.

Is it really providence?

"Xuan's great master enters the palace!"

Ji Xiao heard that the altar of the Great Yongchang Temple was on fire, and he had already rushed to the Great Yongchang Temple, so delayed, when he entered the palace to meet Emperor Zhaofeng, it was already an hour later.

The whole hour of waiting had almost exhausted all of Emperor Zhaofeng's patience.

"National teacher, is the matter of sacrificing to the heavens really thoughtful enough?" Emperor Zhaofeng came up and asked.

Ji Xiao heard the suspicion in his tone, and was slightly surprised for a while, but he didn't show anything on his face.

"Your Majesty, this is the will of God, and the poor monks dare not discuss it."

In other words, there is nothing wrong with following the will of God.

Emperor Zhaofeng was silent for a moment.

"I've heard that the altar is on fire, but can I find out why?"

"It was the monks in the temple who accidentally knocked over the sesame oil, and then it was stained with sparks, and the fire took advantage of the wind." Ji Xiao said in a calm tone: "But it has not caused serious damage, and with a little repair, there will be no obstacle in the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony." ”

Emperor Zhaofeng listened to it in his ears, and he was suspicious, and he felt inexplicably disappointed.

If it really burned down, then there would be no need to sacrifice to the heavens, and there would be no need for him to make this difficult choice......

Since this fire has started, why don't you just burn it bigger?

What's the point of walking in the water without itching?

Emperor Zhaofeng didn't realize that he had completely digressed.

"Does the national teacher think that the fire on the altar is a warning from heaven?"

"It's just a coincidence." Ji Xiao remained silent.

Emperor Zhaofeng simply told the Queen Mother about her dream.

Ji Xiao's eyes finally had a trace of fluctuation.

Emperor Zhaofeng also explained the fact that the bat hit the window lattice.

"These things are really strange, and I am worried that this sacrifice of the living is a mistake in judging the will of God." Emperor Zhaofeng looked at Ji Xiao and said.

This was almost the first time he had questioned the decision of the Great Teacher.

The great teacher said that this is the will of heaven, but what if the great teacher is wrong in his judgment?

Emperor Zhaofeng thought so.

Ji Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, and he clasped his hands together and said: "Your Majesty is too worried-the strangeness you just said should be just accidental, but if you investigate deeply, there may be another reason." The most important thing at the moment is that the poor monks can guarantee that after the festival, there will be a rain of grace. ”

If you're familiar......

Emperor Zhaofeng couldn't help but think of the girl of the Zhang family and his own son who dared to use his life as a guarantee.

also swore that it would rain, but the girl of the Zhang family and the prince said that there was no need to sacrifice the heavens with living people.

"Maybe God is just a test for me, a test for the sincerity of the people of Dajing...... It is not necessary to sacrifice the living to heaven. Emperor Zhaofeng thought to himself and muttered: "Now that I can see that my sincerity is here, I have eliminated the catastrophe of Dajing...... After three days, maybe there will be no sacrifice, and it will rain and I don't know......"

Doesn't it say that God has the virtue of a good life?

The more Emperor Zhaofeng thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility.

Ji Xiao hid the change in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the matter of sacrificing to the heavens is not only for asking for rain, but also about the rise and fall of the fortunes of the Great Yasukuni, and we must not speculate and waver at will."

"But I dreamed of an immortal and got the guidance of an immortal." Emperor Zhaofeng's expression was hesitant: "The immortals clearly said that there is no need for living sacrifices. ”

It's not that he put gold on his face, and he has to have something to do with the immortals, but after the prince sent the Zhang family girl away, he turned back and entrusted him - don't let the Zhang family girl get the fairy dream for the time being.

That's a wonderful thing to say.

Especially the word "temporary......

It is clear that it is not a girl of the Zhang family, and the girl of the Zhang family cannot be allowed to take risks, and she does not want others to make enemies with Miss Zhang.

This stinky boy knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at a young age, and please the girl.

Ahem, digress again.

"What did the national teacher just say?" Emperor Zhaofeng asked.

Ji Xiao suppressed the helplessness in his heart and repeated: "Your Majesty, how can you take a dream seriously? Sacrificing to the sky and asking for rain is the right way, and it must not be disturbed by external objects. ”

Emperor Zhaofeng listened with a heavy heart.

He knows that there is a saying that it is better to believe what is there than what is not.

Worshipping the heavens is always the safest.

At least he doesn't have to bear the charge of misconduct.

To put it bluntly, if he insists on canceling the sacrificial ceremony, the result is very likely to be thankless.

If you are a smart person, you should know how to choose.

"Your Majesty should have been too worried recently, why don't the poor monks accompany Your Majesty to meditate for a while, so as to help Your Majesty get rid of distracting thoughts."

Emperor Zhaofeng nodded.

"It's fine."

Xu was too tired, even if he was preoccupied, but in Jixiao's low and Zen-like chanting, Emperor Zhaofeng quickly became drowsy.

"Your Majesty?"

Liu Fu couldn't say a few words, so he could only help Emperor Zhaofeng to the bed to rest.

"This is a tranquilizing pill, put it in the incense burner, it will help you sleep peacefully."

Ji Xiao handed over a brocade box to Liu Fu, and after watching Liu Fu order someone to check it, he instructed the little eunuch to put the pill into the incense burner before leaving.

……

In the outer hall of the courtyard, the lights are still on.

"Nothing went wrong, did you?" Zhang Meishou asked the cotton who had just rushed back.

"No, don't worry, girl."

It's just that the one named Qingyu is obviously not as handy as him when he does this kind of thing of secretly setting fires.

Zhang Meishou nodded, and asked in a low voice, "Have you found a place to lock people up?" How is Sister Yun now? ”

"Everyone is locked up in the Houarhat Palace." Cotton replied: "The girl of the Cang family is safe for the time being. ”

Zhang Meishou breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good.

"For the past two days, you have been staying near the Great Yongchang Temple, and if there is anything unusual, report it to me at any time."

She must stop the sacrifice to the heavens, but before that, she must make sure that Cangyun is safe and sound.

Cotton should come down.

"Be careful, don't be spotted." Zhang Meishou said one more instruction.

There are countless capable people around Jixiao, and she really can't subconsciously double her vigilance.

Cotton nodded.

When it comes to martial arts, he may not be as good as the young monk who has seen him once in the back mountain of Dayongchang Temple, but he is unique in light skills, and he is the best at hiding, and some methods are to avoid being discovered.

……

Next.

In the capital, there was a sudden chaos.

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