Chapter 81: The Temple
A few days later.
Inside and outside the palace city, and even in the entire city of Dayin, a small paragraph gradually spread, and it is very catchy when read to people:
In the year of Chengde, in the year of great drought, a beautiful boy will be born in the palace;
No scales, no horns, ** naked is a fake straw bale;
The dragon king was angry and did not recognize each other, and came out of the thunderbolt to vent his anger;
The heavy rain rushed into the palace sedan chair, and a king laughed for eight days!
Inside the Huayang Palace.
Emperor Yin was sitting on the dragon throne, his head bowed, his face was gloomy, his two eyes stared straight at the recital on the case, and he was angry, as if he was about to breathe fire.
In the center of the main hall, stands the Tobe Shosholing.
"Bold!"
Emperor Yin slapped it with a palm, and the tea cup on the case fell down and smashed into pieces.
"It's the opposite! These rumors ...... Who the hell passed it on?! β
"Kill, kill them all! Is this great Yin's law and law all decorations? ! The majesty of the dignified heavenly family, how can it allow such provocative child's play! β
The emperor was so angry that he almost jumped up from the dragon chair.
The people of the temple bowed down with their wats.
The voice sounded old and calm.
"The emperor is angry."
"This rumor has been spread inside and outside the palace, and in the entire long streets and alleys, the yellow-haired child can sing, do you want to slaughter all the people in the world for this?"
"The Emperor's ......"
The person who stood up this time was Feng Tingxun's protΓ©gΓ©.
"The minister thinks that this matter is very strange, so detailed and prepared, and in just a few days, it has been widely praised unconsciously, I am afraid that someone has deliberately done it."
"The Emperor's ......"
"That's it!"
Seeing that the old men below were fighting again, Yin Jian had even more headaches.
He glanced at them and waved his hand weakly.
"The criminal department Shangshu ordered Gongsun Wu to listen to the order! I will limit you to three days to find out the source of this great reverse rumor, who is spreading the rumor? If, in three days' time, I can still hear a trace of rumors, I will ask you! β
A spirited old minister came out.
"Yes, the minister!"
The person in the seat sighed and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands.
"I'm tired too, let's disperse!"
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
Back in the cabinet of Huayang Palace, Yin Jian was puzzled, Xiao Xiazi changed three ice chips, and the tea still did not move.
After the heavy rain, a cool breeze blew in through the window.
The cicadas outside the temple were hissing.
On the dragon couch in the hall, Emperor Yin was wearing a purple and gold dragon robe of Shu brocade, his eyes were stunned, and he was half-crooked. In his hand, a string of sandalwood incense beads was tightly twisted, and at this moment, the tassels on the beads were constantly swaying with the shaking.
"Natsuko-chan!"
He became more and more upset, stood up suddenly, and with a "snap", slammed the bead on the case.
The delicate blue and white porcelain bowl shattered in response.
Knowing that the master was in a bad mood, Xiao Xiazi was also very careful, lowered his head, and lowered his voice even more than usual.
"Your Majesty, what do you command?"
"Move to Ziwei Pavilion!"
He glanced at him impatiently, "In addition, let someone pass a message to Concubine Feng, she is heavy, so she will ...... You don't have to go out to greet you. β
ββ¦β¦ Be. β
After agreeing to this, the person in front of him disappeared.
Under the palace road wall, the emperor is moving slowly.
Perhaps sensing the unhappiness of the master, the minions who carried the chariot unconsciously quickened their pace and were extremely careful.
Halfway through walking.
The person on the sedan chair suddenly spoke in a deep voice.
"No, go back to the palace."
Seeing this, the people on the side waved their hands busily, and instructed the servants around them, "Hurry up, turn around......"
"You go and tell Concubine Feng that I have something to do temporarily, and I will go to see her another day."
"Yes, the minion will go right away."
With that, the pedestrian turned his head again and walked back in a hurry.
Bugs chirped in the grass.
Dead.
Outside the Huayang Palace, only a few dull thunders were heard, and suddenly it was pouring down, and it was raining heavily.
In the hall, Emperor Yin sat alone on the throne of the dragon chair.
"Qu Gao is not in harmony with the ......"
A strong feeling of loneliness suddenly hit him.
He then let out a long sigh, looked around with drunken eyes, and saw that the hall was empty, and there was no one who could speak, so he picked up the strong wine on the table and drank it all at once.
Xiao Natsuko waited on the side.
He poured another glass of wine, and saw that the pot was getting emptier and empty, and there was a worried look in his cautious eyes.
"Master...... You're the third pot, no matter what, you have to take care of the dragon's body. β
"Shw!"
The person in front of the case glanced at him.
With just one look, he shut his mouth in disdain.
The thunderstorm outside reverberated faintly over the earth, like wheels running over a stone bridge, shaking people's hearts suddenly.
"Alas......"
Now he has the power of the world, life and death, reward and punishment...... It's all in his own hands, and all the people in the world are his people, but he himself ...... But he is the loneliest person.
Unconsciously, two lines of tears slid down Emperor Yin's face.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
"You have to have something in your heart, say it, maybe you can be more comfortable......"
Emperor Yin suddenly raised his head.
"Go, prepare a set of casual clothes, a good horse, a horse used by ordinary palace people, don't be too conspicuous, and then prepare my token."
Looking at the climate outside, Xiao Xia Ziwu hesitated.
"Master, with such a heavy rain, are you going out of the city?"
"Hmm."
With just this sentence, the thin white face immediately showed anxiety.
"Oh, it's raining so hard outside, if you go out of the city alone at this time, the slave won't worry about anything! Master, let the minions go with you! β
The man in the seat looked at him and said no more.
The night was long and the rain was pouring down.
Under the lightning and thunder, two men in black rode away one after the other, out of the city gate, all the way to the west, they galloped along the way, and moved extremely fast.
"Appeal ......"
In the dark sound of rain, a shrill voice was heard.
"Your Majesty, the slave helped you get off the horse."
"Get out! Go and call the door! β
The person in front of him raised his head, and now it was Deyin Temple.
It is a royal temple.
In the darkness of the night, the mountain gate was tightly closed, the ears were dripping, the lightning and thunder were overhead, and only the heavy rain could be heard roaring in the mountains and forests.
Xiao Xiazi knocked on the copper ring urgently, pulled his thin voice, shouted hoarsely, and after a while, a little mud monk came out with an umbrella to open the door.
But he knew no one who came.
"Donor, this is a royal land, it is inconvenient to receive foreign pilgrims, there is an inn not far ahead, the donor or please go where to stay overnight."
After that, the door will be closed.
Seeing this, the person on the other side directly picked up the sword he was carrying, pressed the scabbard against the crack in the door, and said eagerly: "Your guest is coming, go and call your abbot, don't alarm people." If it's delayed, I'm afraid you can't afford to wait for it! β
The little mud monk heard it in a fog.
"I don't know which distinguished guest it is, the poor monk saw the abbot, so he has a saying."
"Go find someone, don't be very, this is not someone you can ask!"
Seeing that the other party was menacing, the little mud monk was suspicious.
Deyin Temple because of eating the emperor's grain, people often come to the palace, but there are some ordinary things, but like this, the rainy night comes in the dark, but I have never met it.
But if you declare the place yourself, if you are waiting for idlers, I am afraid that you will not be so bold.
Thinking of this, the little mud monk said:
"The two donors will wait for a while, and the little monk will come when he goes."
Emperor Yin stood sideways against the door, his lips tightly pursed, his brows furrowed slightly.
"Shw!"
It's still stormy outside.
Like a curtain of rain, it flowed down from the cloak and covered people's eyes.