Chapter 108: White Clouds Rise from the High Mountain

On the second day, the group left the port of Shanzhou. Since it is a holy car, the formation is naturally extraordinary, although all kinds of honor guards have not come out, but the front and back dragged nearly three miles of the procession, dense crowds, arching the large carriage full of luxury in the middle, looking amazing.

The people of the city knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to His Majesty the Emperor who had left, perhaps this was the first and only opportunity for them to see the emperor in their lives, and as the people of Qingguo, no one wanted to miss it.

Fan Xian rode his horse, dragging behind the team, looking at the team walking on the official road in the distance with a worried face. He was about to go to the Dadongshan Temple with His Majesty to worship the heavens, but his heart was full of anxiety and confusion.

Last night, he had a private meeting with Ren Shaoan, and only then did he know that the reason why His Majesty chose Dadong Mountain to worship the sky was not only because His Majesty began to miss the free air, the meeting back then, and the sea breeze in Shanzhou, but because of the ...... Originally, I planned to worship the heavens at Kyoto Keiji Temple, but there were difficulties that were difficult to deal with.

What is the difficulty?--There is no one in Kyoto Keiji Temple who is qualified to preside over such a large ceremony of worshipping the heavens!

That's a ridiculous reason. Qingguo has always believed in swordsmen, although he fears ghosts and gods, but he is far away, especially under the influence of His Majesty today, the strength of the ascetic monks of the temple series is weakening in Qingguo, and the authentic Tianyi led by the bitter lotus of the Northern Qi Dynasty cannot enter the temple system of Qingguo.

And the only remaining few highly respected high priests have had problems one after another in the past few years. First of all, after the great priest returned to Beijing from the Southern Wilderness, he was weak because of old age in less than a month. Death from wind disease.

And the two sacrifices to the master of the three stones. But he died tragically in the woods on the outskirts of Kyoto.

Fan Xian could vaguely guess. The death of the Great Sacrifice of the Qingmiao Temple should be done secretly by His Majesty. That's it. If you want to worship the sky, you can really go to Dadong Mountain. After all, it is said to be the most temple-like land in the world. The most subtle place. The place where incense is the most prosperous in the world.

Can...... Is it just for such a somewhat absurd reason?

Fan Xian clamped the horse's belly and followed the team with a frown. The guards of the Holy Driving Land were carried out in an orderly manner. He didn't need to worry too much, especially when he looked at those caught in the forbidden army. There are more than 100 people who have long swords and tiger guards. He should be more reassured.

Seven tiger guards are rival begonias blossoms, what is the concept of one hundred tiger guards?

He should be reassured, but he still isn't. In the concept of a lot of people. Fan Xian is probably a good hand at playing with intrigues. But his own family knows his own affairs. He knew that his calculations were not very powerful. In the past, the reason why they were able to fight in the south and north was invincible. That's because he has words and Bingyun to help him, and Chen Pingping to take care of him. Most critically...... His biggest backstage is the emperor, and he uses this as a backer, where will he really be afraid of anything when he encounters a mountain.

But if the object of a conspiracy is aimed at one's own backers. Fan Xian thought to himself that he didn't have enough wisdom to deal with such a big scene.

He sees himself very clearly, so he is extra careful and sensitive. Thinking of that, Tsubaki has been thinking about it since yesterday, and I have doubts in my heart. I felt the slightest vigilance.

The emperor went on patrol. What a big deal. Even if he was floating at sea at the time, he cut off the intelligence network with the Supervision Yuan. But...... Yan Bingyun, who presided over the affairs of the Kyoto Academy, must have a way to inform himself, the internal line of the Qi Nian group has been kept unblocked, why didn't Yan Bingyun inform himself in advance?

He summoned Wang Qinian. Asked a few words. got the usual return from the hospital report, and couldn't help but scratch his head. I didn't say anything more, laughed at myself, felt that I was too suspicious, a little sickly-

By land. It only took a few days. And he saw the lonely seaside. Blocked the sea breeze for 10,000 years. Covering the sunrise in the east, lonely. Extremely stubborn, like half a piece of jade, pierced into the sky like a mountain.

Fan Xian rode a horse and followed the emperor's chariot. Subconsciously set up a canopy, squinted at the mountain and admired. This was the third time he had seen Dadong Mountain, a seaside land. However, every time I see it, I can't help but sigh and sigh at the wonder of heaven and earth.

In addition to sighing, Fan Xian was also a little pity and annoyance. I have lived in Lanzhou for 16 years, but I don't know that there is such a holy place in the world not far from my hometown, otherwise I would definitely pull Uncle Wuzhu to play often.

Although the imperial court sealed the jade excavation in the Dadong Mountains, it was not strictly forbidden for the people to enter the temple to pray for God.

However, if he is still a child and wants to enter Dadongshan today, it will not be so easy.

At the foot of the mountain, flags were unfurled, and thousands of people lined up, blocking all the roads into the mountains of Dadong Mountain. Three days ago, the holy decree had gone up to Dadong Mountain, and the sacrificial monks of the temple on the mountain were waiting for the holy car in front of the mountain gate at this time, while the people who had gone up the mountain to enter the incense land had already been expelled from the mountain by the local state army.

This lonely mountain, at this time, thousands of people were silent, and a depressing and solemn atmosphere enveloped the four fields, all for that person, the first person in the world.

Eunuch Yao stepped on the wooden lattice, and helped His Majesty the Emperor, who was dressed in formal clothes and bright and yellow, out of the car, and the emperor stood on the platform in front of the car.

There was no one to command, and thousands of people knelt down at the foot of the mountain, and the mountain shouted long live.

The emperor waved his hand calmly, signaling everyone to be flat, and after being helped out of the car by Eunuch Yao, he naturally broke away from the eunuch's hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the mountain gate that had been renovated and reflected in the white jade.

Old Eunuch Hong followed behind His Majesty.

Fan Xian took a few steps back, calmly paying attention to the situation in the field.

Walking to the foot of the mountain gate, the robes and priests respectfully saluted the emperor again, and then bowed to the emperor with great flattery, and asked His Majesty to move and ascend to listen to the decree of heaven.

Fan Xian watched this scene. I laughed to myself. The monks of Qingguo are really not as good as those in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

But the Emperor did not move immediately. Looking at the gorgeous mountain gate. Wen smiled and said, "The first will is to come to the land in the moon. The exact time of my arrival was set three days ago, and the temple reacted quite quickly. Just don't disturb people's livelihood too much. A mountain gate is so gorgeous, beware that there is no silver on Dongshan Road. ”

The priests looked embarrassed, and the landlord of the Dongshan Temple explained in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, it's just a mountain gate. The temple on the peak is still the same as it was more than 20 years ago. It hasn't changed in the slightest. ”

The Emperor smiled and said, "That's fine. ”

He Yongzhi, the governor of Dongshan Road (computer Chinese.com www.zZzcn.com), who hurried to serve on the side, wiped the sweat on his forehead, thinking that he didn't want to slap the horse's legs, but fortunately, His Majesty's words behind him were gentle.

The Emperor glanced at the Governor, frowned, and said, "Didn't I say it in my letter to you. Tell you not to come?"

Governor Ho Wing-chi is one of the seven governors of the world. Although his position is slightly weaker than Xue Qing. can also be called a first-class minister, but in front of the emperor. But there is not the slightest demeanor of a big man. said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty is difficult to get out of Beijing. It's Dongshan Road again. The ministers and the officials of Luzhou were all honored. How can you not come and wait? ”

It is obvious that the governors of the Seven Roads are the most trusted and trusted ministers of the Qingguo Emperor. The emperor scolded with a smile: "Go back to your Shanzhou." The Governor commands an army of officers. Just do your part, when will there be fewer people waiting around me......" He glanced at Fan Xian behind him and said, "There is Fan Tisi with you." You can go back. ”

He Yongzhi didn't dare to object, knowing that although His Majesty had a gentle face. But it has always been the same, and I dare not delay any longer. Fu knelt down and kowtowed again, and nodded to Fan Xian as a greeting. He hurriedly led the people back to the governor's palace, and went to Shanzhou.

Fan Xian looked at it with a smile and didn't say a word.

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Dadong Mountain is extremely high. If it is calculated in the unit of measurement of Fan Xiandi. It is at least two thousand meters, and the mountain is surrounded by plains except for the sea. The two phases are lined with each other, and it becomes more and more obvious that this mountain peak rises abruptly and towers into the sky. If you want to climb up, no one will feel cold.

Fortunately, the sea side of Dadong Mountain is a smooth jade wall, and on the side facing the land, it is the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years of soil life, on both sides of the stone steps, the grass is thick, the tall trees rise to the sky, the branches and leaves are like green small fans to cover the sunshine in the summer, with the mountain breeze dancing lightly, like countless small fans, to the people walking in the middle of the place to bring a trace of coolness.

Perhaps it is this tranquil beauty that gives courage to the people who go up the mountain to add incense to the fire, so that they can walk through the stone steps that seem to have no end.

Thousands of forbidden troops were deployed under the East Mountain, and as the emperor ascended to the East Mountain to sacrifice to the world, it was the old eunuch Hong, Fan Xian, the Ministry of Rites and other ministers, as well as several eunuchs to accompany them, and more than 100 earth tiger guards were also vigilantly scattered around the emperor's land, but they took not stone steps but mountain paths, which was more difficult.

The 10,000-step stone steps are really a test of people's perseverance and energy, and the people call this long stone staircase a ladder to the sky.

But today it is not the people who are asking for God. The tiger guards walking among the stones can still support it, and even those eunuchs seem to have enough strength to spare, but the ministers of the Ministry of Rites and Ren Shao'an are almost unable to stand up, and they don't care about losing face in front of His Majesty, so they hold their waists one by one and pant for breath.

Fan Xian has climbed mountains and jumped cliffs since he was a child, of course these 10,000-level stone steps are not under his words, but he didn't even gasp for breath, he paid attention to these people, and found that the eunuch who followed the emperor was so lightweight, and he couldn't help but secretly say to himself - of course the old eunuch Hong is a monster, and he also knows that Eunuch Yao is a martial artist, but even the eunuch who serves tea and water is a good hand, and he has to make him feel that the emperor's side is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

I don't know how long it took, but the group finally reached the summit. Including several priests and several civil servants, they all collapsed weakly on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

The emperor glanced at these people with a mocking look, but he didn't bother to blame anything, and walked to the edge of the cliff at the top of the East Mountain with his sleeves on his shoulders, looking at the floating clouds in front of the cliff and the sun on the ground obliquely, his face was extremely calm and joyful, as if he had finally achieved, or was about to achieve a goal.

Fan Xian followed behind him, smiled slightly, and saw that the emperor's chest rose and fell slightly, and his face was slightly red and sweaty, it seemed that although His Majesty was in strong health, after all, he was not a young man who was going to fight immediately, just for the face of the Son of Heaven, he forcibly endured it.

After resting for a while, the entourage began to arrange the ceremony and the troublesome accommodation and food arrangements, while the emperor and Fan Xian were still standing on the edge of the cliff, and the father and son seemed to be attracted by the wonderful scene under the Dadong Mountain, and did not say a word, just looked at the front in a daze.

In front of them is the sea, the endless sea, but the sea they see here is different from the sea they see on the wharf of Shanzhou.

The sea in Shanzhou is so close but not easy to get close, flat or wave, close to the feet, the sound is in the ears, and the white foam wets the trouser legs.

The sea under Dadong Mountain is so distant and indifferent, standing on the edge of the cliff can not hear the roaring sound of the waves at all, looking along the smooth mountain wall like jade, you can only see the white lines on the sea one after another, rushing against the stone wall of Dongshan, wetting the feet of Dongshan, doing eternal useless work.

In front of the cliff are layers of extremely thin and faint clouds, like white paper, flowing slowly between the cliffs, high or low. The red sun on the sea has already risen, but it does not seem to be much higher than the Great East Mountain, standing on the mountain, the sun seems to be very close, the light penetrates through those white clouds, glowing with twisted and beautiful lines, gradually making those pure white clouds lighter, faint to the point that they are about to disappear into the air.

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Fan Xian subconsciously rubbed his nose and laughed self-deprecatingly, why did he stand here, standing beside the emperor? Then he saw the emperor's body shake for a while.

Fan Xian was startled, stretched out his hand like lightning, his left hand was like a finger, his fingers were slightly bent and forced, and in an instant, the small means of splitting the coffin came out, and he grabbed His Majesty's hand between the lightning and flint, and pulled him back a step.

Under the feet of the two of them is an abyss, if they fall from here, where is there a way to live? After Fan Xian's heart palpitations for a while, he felt that he was a little lost, apologized and said goodbye, and noticed that the old eunuch Hong behind him glanced at him with a very strange gaze.

The emperor stroked his forehead, naturally not angry, but laughed at himself and said: "It seems that I am really old, and I am a little dizzy after watching it for a long time." ”

Suddenly, the emperor put down his hand, looked at Fan Xian with a smile and asked, "Do you believe that there really is a temple in the world?"