"However, when the new emperor ascends the throne, there are so many things in the court, how can the emperor rest." Hearing this, the dark soul became a little anxious, how to find a suitable reason for the emperor to recuperate.

"By the way, because the two countries are harmonious, they cannot follow the ancestral system of three years of national mourning, and now the first emperor's state funeral has just completed two years, and there has been a precedent in Yasukuni, the emperor fasts for seven days before the wedding, even if it is filial piety for the first emperor, and now it is just the right opportunity to move the emperor to the royal temple to recuperate." Yan Shanzhi had an idea.

The dark soul slapped his head, and couldn't help but give Yan Shanzhi a thumbs up, when he was the emperor, Luo Xiangguo, who was still a general at that time, was ordered to marry the eldest princess of Zhou Guojinglan, isn't it also a national mourning for less than three years, at that time, the marriage period was not so close, Luo Xiangguo went to the Rosewood Palace to eat fasting and chant Buddha for seven hundred and forty-nine days, in order to comfort the soul of the ancestral emperor in the sky.

Since he had such a good idea, he didn't have to wait for the second day, and the dark soul immediately arranged for Luan to drive, just wait for Ling Han to wake up a little and issue a holy decree, and then he could set off.

This night was too dangerous, Yan Shanzhi gritted his teeth, went to the room to prick a needle to wake up Ling Han, Ling Han heard about this arrangement, and immediately drafted a holy decree, just waiting for the next morning to announce the edict.

After the dark soul prepared everything, Luan drove overnight and rushed to the Rosewood Palace, where Yan Shanzhi waited closely to observe Ling Han's illness.

When Luan arrived at the Rosewood Palace, the sky had just dawned, and Ling Han's fever had subsided, and he had finally passed the dangerous period.

And in the council hall, the courtiers waited for the come, of course, it was just a holy decree.

"Carried by heaven, the emperor summoned and said. Zhou Jing's marriage was really a great joy, but I had no choice but to rebel against the first emperor's national mourning. It was night, and I couldn't sleep at the table, so I had to hurry to the Rosewood Palace, fasting for seven days, and keeping filial piety for my father, so as to comfort my panicked heart. For all matters in the DPRK and China, please ask the National Teacher and the Ministry of War to supervise on their behalf. Chin this. ”

After the decree was announced, the courtiers praised the emperor's filial piety, only the national teacher felt that this matter was too strange, and it was indeed legitimate to keep filial piety for the emperor, but when walking at night, I am afraid that it is not as simple as fasting.

As soon as he returned home, the national teacher sent his henchmen to the Rosewood Palace to investigate the truth, if the emperor really went to fast, then it would be fine, if he was sick or injured and needed to escape recuperation, such a good opportunity, wouldn't he be able to sit on the throne, and that small military department Shangshu would be my opponent.

The temple that Ling Han arrived at was originally a thousand-year-old temple, because the incense was vigorous, and was later given the name of the Rosewood Palace by the ancestral emperor, which was used exclusively for royal sacrifices, and no longer received ordinary pilgrims, and now, here is no longer the beautiful scenery of the incense of the year, and the monks in the temple also ate the imperial grain, and avoided the suffering of the fate, and lived leisurely.

When the holy Luan drove here, the monks in the temple panicked, and the abbot came out with all the disciples to pick up the car.

"The emperor is tired, a little tired, you are ready to quickly prepare a clean meditation room, prepare Buddhist scriptures, the emperor rests for a while, and then start chanting for the emperor, fasting for seven days, don't let the idle people and so on disturb the holy hearing." The dark soul shook off the dust in his hand, and said in a positive way.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will do it." The abbot respectfully typed the Buddha's words, and led the crowd down, and Luan Jia used 16 people to directly lift the high steps, pass through the main gate to the backyard, and stop at the door of the meditation room.

With the help of Yan Shanzhi, Ling Han stepped off Luanjia, he was wearing a wide cloak, he didn't look abnormal, and stepped into the meditation room in a few steps.