Hua Cun is a native of the northern region of Xichen, tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a thick back.

Although he is an eighty-year-old man, his beard is white, his face is ruddy, but his voice is more high-pitched than that of his later life, piercing the clouds and cracking silk, and every word he sings can reach the deepest part of people's hearts.

He sang in the dialect of Western Chenbei, loud and rough, and could not understand the specific lyrics, but from the tune, it could be understood that he was excited and happy for the arrival of the Futu master.

Hua Cun's singing accompanied the shoulder of the master of Futu all the way to the imperial city.

The main entrance of the palace was wide open, and the palace maids sprinkled more silk flowers, covering the red felt in front of the shoulder of the master of the floating map.

Zhao Xu led hundreds of civil and military officials to wait in front of the palace gate for a long time, and as soon as the shoulder came, Zhao Xu's spirit was immediately lifted, and he looked for no trace among the entourage. Perhaps he felt something, but at a glance he saw the uselessness of the brocade in which he was wearing, and tears suddenly blindfolded his eyes.

Vice General Shi is right, his eldest prince is indeed a good son of the first class.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was born with red lips and white teeth, picturesque eyebrows, both the handsome and chic of a young man, and the charity and auspiciousness of some outsiders, so that people couldn't help but want to be close to him when they saw him.

Zhao Xu was satisfied with this son from a distance, especially because he was a royal and a natural emperor. Zhao Xu slipped down with a drop of tears, and the Southern Qi country finally had a successor.

The civil and military officials had already received the news that the eldest prince and the master of Futu were coming together, and they could tell from the color of the clothes of the group that it was the eldest prince, and they couldn't help but peek curiously.

Yang Xiangye finally saw the true face of the eldest prince.

It is said that the eldest prince has a kind face, clear eyes, a warm temperament, and his virtue is naturally thousands of times better than that of the prince Xin. Thanks to his foresight, he showed his heart to His Majesty early, if he only expressed his position now, it would be very different, Yang Xiangye raised his head and was complacent about his foresight.

At a glance, he saw Ning Lian and Baili Ke's eyebrows, and after they didn't speak, they made eye contact, and then they smiled at the same time.

What's going on? The two of them didn't have a relationship before, and they went to Liangzhou to become confidants?

The eldest prince inadvertently swept his gaze back, and Ning Lian came to him and whispered a few words to the eldest prince, judging from the eldest prince's expression, he seemed to have a blue eye for Ning Lian.

Yang Xiangye's smugness was swept away in an instant. He didn't say a word to the eldest prince, Ning Lian is about to become the heart of the eldest prince? No way! The two of them must not be allowed to gain the weight of the great prince, they have to find a way.

Huang Zixin is now in a prominent position behind Zhao Xu, he spent the night with Rong Hao all night, and he came here to blow the cold wind when he went back to Qiushui Palace in the early morning to rest for a while. At this time, the sun came out and shone warmly on his body, and the prince's sleepy eyelids were fighting, if it weren't for his father being in front of him, he could sleep twice while standing.

Zhao Xu stared at Wufu with a sense of comfort, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and saw the prince Xin who was blue and black under his eyes and pale face, and compared with the radiant Wufu, he was immediately superior.

Zhao Xu's complexion suddenly turned cold, and he glared at Huang Zixin with extreme displeasure.

Huang Zixin immediately came back to his senses when he was glared at by Zhao Xu, and hurriedly made a respectful and pious appearance with a whole color.

However, Zhao Xu had already been disappointed in him, and no matter how much he pretended, it was in vain. As soon as the Wei Hu Fu in the queue heard Hua Cun's singing. He naturally thought of the deceased Ding Mei, and couldn't help but burst into tears. Wei Yao, who accompanied Wei Baohu on his side, knew his thoughts, and hurriedly approached Wei Baohu's side, and whispered a reminder while covering him, "Grandfather, don't lose your honor in front of the emperor!" ”

Wei Baohu muttered "um",

Qiang held back his tears. Slowly, he said: "Mr. Hua may be able to stay a few more days, and when I send a message of worship, I will ask him to come over and talk about it." ”

In recent years, Huacun has been home all over the world, traveling all over the famous mountains and rivers, because I don't know where he is staying, it is not easy to invite him even if he has the heart. This time, he happened to meet Han Bing on the road, and heard that Master Futu would come to Kyoto to spread Buddhism. Of course, Hua Cun would not miss this rare opportunity, so he came with Han Bing.

Everything has a cause, just like Huacun's amazing song to the world, there are also thousands of opportunities to merge before it can be done.

When the shoulder was close, Zhao Xu took the bamboo basket and sowed fragrant flowers in person to guide the way for the master of Futu.

This kind of supreme glory is not enjoyed by anyone other than the master of Futu.

The civil and military officials followed the Futu master to the outside of the Guangming Palace, the door of the palace was wide open, and the Futu master was carried to the hall until the welcoming ceremony was completed.

Zhao Xu put down the bamboo basket, stretched out his left arm to help Master Futu slowly step down his shoulder. Walked to the pulpit set up for the master of Futu next to the dragon chair, and after the master of Futu sat down, Zhao Xu returned to the hall and sat on the futon with the hundred officials, listening quietly. Prince Kunal didn't expect the Emperor of Nanqi to be so devout to the Buddha, and he couldn't help but look at him differently.

Zhao Xu arranged Wuji beside him, although the father and son did not talk, but the love in Zhao Xu's eyes was still infected to no avail, he habitually folded his hands and bowed slightly to Zhao Xu. Zhao Xule patted him on the shoulder, and whispered: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" ”

It is true that the two of them are father and son, but it is also the first time they have met, and they don't know what to say, so they smiled slightly and answered yes.

In Zhao Xu's eyes, this is unassuming, knowing how to advance and retreat, and becoming more and more fond of uselessness.

As soon as the father and son met, they were extremely informed, Yang Xiangye, Ning Lian and Bai Li Ke all felt a hundred times more energetic. Especially Ning Lian, the pride in his chest soared to the sky.

The Hall of Light is where the emperor accepts the worship of hundreds of officials, and now Master Futu is here to talk about reincarnation, good and evil, cause and effect, and my Buddha's compassion.

The palace concubines and maids are all listening in the apse, Liu Yuan does not believe in retribution, but she believes in reincarnation, so no more, no less, but also reveals a lot of piety.

Master Futu sat on the podium and spoke for more than two hours, and everyone listened to it as if they were fascinated and forgot themselves.

After Master Futu finished speaking, Zhao Xu personally welcomed him to Yongning Palace, where he had prepared a meal for Master Futu to enjoy.

The civil and military officials also attended according to the official title. In order to show respect for Master Futu, this meal does not have meat and wine, but the imperial chef in the palace is not an ordinary person, even the weeds can be made very delicious, and everyone eats happily.

After the five flavors of the dishes, the atmosphere during the banquet was warm, Zhao Xu said: "Today, Master Futu came to Yongning Palace, which made my mortal palace room shine, this is the great joy of life, however, I still have a joy, that is, the eldest prince who has been exiled outside the palace has finally returned to my side." “

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to no avail.

The courtiers had long expected His Majesty the Emperor to make such a move, and they didn't think it was sudden.

However, they can't speak at this time, but whenever His Majesty the Emperor has a happy event, Yang Xiangye will be the first to get up and congratulate His Majesty the Emperor, so this limelight must be left to Yang Xiangye.

Everyone looked at Yang Xiangye, and when he said a few beautiful words, and everyone echoed it, Ning Lian stood up silently, and said aloud to Zhao Xulang: "My emperor's holy grace is vast, and the eldest prince is blessed with Qitian, this is the fortunate thing of Nanqi!" ”

After speaking, the hall was silent.

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