Chapter 190: Buried in the Imperial Mausoleum
His Majesty the King was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately asked the attendants around him to bring three incense sticks, personally lit the fire, and then hurried to the front of the imperial mausoleum, respectfully knelt down and kowtowed to the stone gate: "Grandpa is on top, and the descendants of the future generations will not bow down and kowtow. Today, the descendants of Buxiao rely on the help of the Tang Dynasty holy monks and apprentices in Dongtu, and have the honor to exterminate the power of Sai Tai Sui, and transport the remains of the Golden Shenggong Niangniang back to their homeland. β
"Unexpectedly, Your Majesty is ashamed, and does not want to see the mother's jade face, so he asks for burial elsewhere, but he wants the coffin of the mother to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. This is a violation of the ancestral system, since ancient times the imperial mausoleum is the place where the kings of the past dynasties sleep, if there is no king sleeping here, but how can there be a palace of concubines buried alone; οΌβ
"These three comes, but it is a selfish heart of the kid, just because His Majesty was afraid of the powerful power of the Demon King of the Cave of the Pig, and he did not want the people of the country to be ruined. Your Majesty is also deeply hated, so that he suffered from cough disease, lifelong incurable, His Majesty at the time of death, but also made a vow, to my generations of descendants will never forget this shame, work hard, recruit the sages, send troops to destroy the demon king, if you must not welcome the coffin of the holy palace Niangniang back to the country for burial, it is not good, but also suffer from this cough disease, passed down from generation to generation. β
"The boy thought that these words were sent by His Majesty to inspire my future generations, maybe they may not be taken seriously, and they don't want to be a curse by chance, which has plagued my children and grandchildren for several generations to suffer from chronic diseases, not only can they not work hard, but they are also physically weak, precarious, and have no mental politics, and the national strength is not only not inspired, but it is falling apart more and more, and it is becoming more and more depressed, and it is even more unable to compete with the power of Sai Tai Sui. Today, thanks to the power of the holy monks and apprentices, the power of the demon king has finally been extinguished, and the holy body of the mother has been returned to the court, and buried in the imperial mausoleum, so that such a haunting curse can be lifted, even if the holy lord does not think about his own feelings for the sake of his own wife, he should also think about the healthy growth of future generations, right?" When His Majesty the King said this, he couldn't help but pause on the ground, tears welled up, and he couldn't stop whimpering.
At this time, there seemed to be a sigh in such a calm void, and then the feet of the eight wrestlers relaxed, and they carried the coffin straight into the thick stone door, and it was only then that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone stood quietly outside the stone gate and waited, and I don't know how many hours passed, and the east was already white, only to see the eight wrestlers walking out of the stone gate under the guidance of the palace attendants, their faces were gloomy, and they knelt heavily and kowtowed heavily in the direction where His Majesty the King was standing, and did not stand up for a long time.
His Majesty the King knew what he meant, and sighed leisurely: "Everyone, please get up, you have a favor with my royal family, how can a widow unload the mill and kill a donkey, and do heinous evil deeds, now you will receive the third rank, make grass outside this stone gate, and your descendants will be a tomb keeper for the imperial tomb of my Zhu Ziguo for generations." You have also worked hard this time, so go down and wash and receive a reward. β
As soon as the words came out, a group of servants and wrestlers were relieved, long live the mountain, kowtow to thank him, and retreated.
Sha Wujing stared at a pair of ringed eyes, and said sweatily: "Ya, don't these guys have the great merit of burying the mother of the Golden Saint Palace, how can it be like they have committed a crime and want to be killed, it is really strange." β
Sanzang listened with great disdain, and said with disdain: "Wujing, you are crazy there again, although they have merit, in fact, they also know the path structure and mechanism setting inside the imperial tomb, and generally there are inhumane kings who will kill people in order to prevent them from taking the opportunity to steal the funeral goods of the kings of the past dynasties, so as to prevent future troubles, like His Majesty the King, let them make grass for the house, and protect the imperial tomb for generations, which is already quite merciful." β
Wu Jing was even more puzzled when he heard this, and wondered: "Ya, if you don't reward your merits, you kill people and kill people, it's too cruel, and besides, they are all dead people, what do you want so many precious funeral goods for, isn't it a violent destruction of heaven and temptation to sin?"
Bajie laughed when he heard this, and said with admiration: "Wujing, you have such an enlightenment, it's really not easy, it's just that the bystanders are fascinated by the Qing authorities, as a figure of the emperor's family, he has suffered all the glory and wealth during his lifetime, and he is still not satisfied, dreaming that he can live a luxurious life like a god king when he is under the spring, so he moved all the things in his life to his underground palace as a funeral offering for him to enjoy underground, but although the idea is good, there are those who did evil in his life, Those who mutilate the people will still be punished by the underworld after death, and such a precious burial gift is not for those tomb robbers to make wedding clothes, but why is it the source of the pain?"
Seeing the group of chamberlains and wrestlers out of sight, His Majesty the King suddenly turned pale, his hands caressed his chest, panting like thunder, and the guards saw this, as if they were facing a great enemy, and immediately sent aromatherapy herbs for His Majesty the King to smell in order to relieve the symptoms.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty gasped more and more urgently, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if something was about to rush out, and it was extremely dangerous. After gasping for nearly five minutes, His Majesty coughed violently, and spat out a clot of blood the size of a dark red cherry, which fell into the dust, and at this time, His Majesty's breathing gradually eased, and his body suddenly felt refreshed, as if he had been reborn, and it was extremely comfortable.
The imperial doctor beside him stretched out his hand to grab His Majesty's wrist, and after confirming it again and again, he was overjoyed and congratulated: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, the chronic disease in the body seems to have disappeared, it has disappeared." β
His Majesty the King was overjoyed when he heard this, and once again leaned down to the ground, kowtowed to the four directions and bowed: "The emperor is above, and the earth is below, thank the Buddha, thank the ancestors, I don't want the widow to be in this twilight year, the chronic diseases in the body can be cured, and the widow must sleep at night, make every effort to revitalize the dynasty, so as to live up to the mercy of the ancestors and the love of the emperor." β
Seeing that His Majesty was emotional, his face was flushed, and he coughed to himself, the Golden Saint Palace Niangniang behind him hurriedly stroked his chest and admonished vigorously: "Your Majesty has just recovered his health, and his body is still very weak, don't be overjoyed and sad, damage the root cause, or quickly pass on the decoction of the solid foundation Peiyuan that the imperial doctor has already prepared, and take it alive." β
His Majesty the King suddenly realized, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, what Niangniang said is very true, you should take some decoction to make up for it, pass it on quickly, pass it on." β
His Majesty the King was holding a spoon in one hand, drinking the decoction carefully, when Wen Tianshu on the opposite side suddenly trembled, his legs and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground in a dejected manner.
His Majesty the King was a spirit, and almost didn't spill the decoction on the hand of the Golden Saint Palace Niangniang who was supporting him beside him, His Majesty handed the medicine bowl to the Golden Saint Palace Niangniang, and said with a nervous expression: "Fairy, what's the matter, is there anything wrong?"
Tang Sanzang tried his best to support Tianshu's slightly falling body, and said quite worriedly: "It may be that the frequency of using psychic spells is too high, and her own physique is weak, and her mental power is overdrawn, so there will be such a situation, it is not a big problem, but she has used spells frequently recently, and the phenomenon of mental power overdraft is too frequent, if she does not add more medicine to recuperate, I am afraid that her body will be very harmful." β
When His Majesty heard this, he immediately came to his senses, waved his big hand, and said proudly: " The holy monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and traveled tens of thousands of miles to get to my small country of Zhu Zi, since he is also well-informed, and has read countless treasures, but if he talks about the ability to collect medicines, although my Zhu Ziguo is a small state in the Western Regions, but because the kings of my ten generations later are suffering from this coughing disease, there are countless medical drugs all year round, so everyone learns medicine, all diagnoses the pulse, and there are more than 10 million drugs in the world, as long as it is a famous purpose, many pharmacies of medium and small sizes in our country are equipped, and the holy monks want to use medicine, just write out the documents, and the imperial doctor under the widow can be fully equipped in a momentγ β
Seeing His Majesty the King speak eloquently, there seemed to be arrogance in his words, and the imperial doctor beside him heard these words, not only did he not look half frightened, but one by one, like a spring breeze, his face was full of color, thinking that he had been famous for a long time, not vain.
But seeing them so bullish, Sun Wukong was not angry in his heart, so he became competitive, and sneered: "What Your Majesty said are some herbs in the world, and they can only cure diseases in the world, and we are all characters of immortals, we are not sick in normal times, if we are unfortunately seriously ill, it will most likely be fatal, and we have to ask the elixir of the fairy world to cure it." β
As soon as the words came out, His Majesty the King became even more interested, his fists clenched, and his expression was excited: "An arhat like an elder naturally can't use mortal medicine, but the elixir of the fairy world, but what kind of medicinal materials are they made of?"
Seeing that His Majesty the King really took the bait, the monkey was proud in his heart, but his face was still expressionless, and he said unhurriedly: "I don't know about other medicinal materials, but if I want to cure Tianshu's disease, I have to ask for elixirs like meat Ganoderma lucidum and humanoid Shou Wu as a guide." β
Although these words were said casually, it was like a thunderclap in the flat ground, which made the imperial doctors tremble, and their bodies trembled: "Mom, these are all legendary fairy herb elixirs, and they will not be one of them in the world, I heard that they are all immortal elixirs used by Taishang Laojun when he was refining pills, and we are a small foreign country, how can we easily see them?"