Seeing that it was Chongyang in September, the weather in the capital cooled down.

Early in the morning, Shen Miaoyan was gently woken up by the breeze, waited for her to wash up, tied her hair in a bun, and picked out a plain white stand-up collar placket long skirt, and the skirt was embroidered with gold threads with overlapping auspicious cloud patterns.

Shen Miaoyan stared at the golden thread, thinking about whether it was too gorgeous, and took out a crimson embroidered lotus gown with a coat, and was about to help her put it on, but she was a little hesitant: "Will it be too gorgeous?" I am still in the period of filial piety, and if I show it to others, I am afraid that it will be criticized. ”

Fu Yi smiled: "In half a year, Miss's filial piety period will be over, and it should be fine." ”

Shen Miaoyan touched the crimson gown, little girls love bright colors, she has not worn such a beautiful red dress for a long time, although she wants to wear it, but in the end, she cares about filial piety, she touched it reluctantly, and said softly: "It's better to change to a more plain one." ”

She had to change her into a water-blue gown, Shen Miaoyan looked at the bronze mirror, raised her hand and touched a few braids hanging down on her chest, and a well-behaved and innocent smile appeared on her beautiful white and tender little face.

She rode in the black and gold carriage, and Jun Tianlan rode the wind in front, all the way to the palace.

The hundred officials met at the gate of the palace and soon went to Cheng'en Temple.

Shen Miaoyan took a nap, and the carriage had stopped at the bottom of the mountain.

She helped Su Wen's men get out of the car, and saw that on the steps leading to the mountain temple, Chu Yunjian was wearing the most formal bright yellow dragon robe, wearing a crown of twelve hanging beads, holding Shen Yueru's hand, and was walking up the stone steps.

Jun Tianlan walked over, shook Shen Miaoyan's little hand, and followed up the steps.

All the officials were dressed in official robes and hats, and they went up together.

In front of the mountain gate of Cheng'en Temple, the abbot Ruhai led many monks to wait outside.

Seeing Chu Yunjian coming up, Ruhai stepped forward and clasped his hands: "Your Majesty." ”

Chu Yunjian also folded his hands, and the two sides saluted, Ruhai raised his hand and said: "The incense case and candles of the Daxiong Treasure Hall have been prepared, please come here." ”

"There is Abbot Lao."

With a gentle smile in his eyes, Chu Yun stepped into the mountain gate.

Everyone went to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in an orderly manner, Shen Miaoyan looked around, and there was no visitor in the Cheng'en Temple, and they were all invited away.

Chu Yunjian led the queen and hundreds of officials into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and Shen Miaoyan and the others had to wait outside.

The sound of chanting came from inside, and Shen Miaoyan tiptoed curiously to see that Chu Yunjian and Shen Yueru were standing at the front, respectfully bowing to the golden Buddha statue.

Those hundred officials also saluted, and there was no sound in the entire hall except for the sound of chanting.

She retracted her gaze and stared at the flowers not far away, a little stunned.

If praying for a blessing can bless the whole year with good weather and peace for the country and the people, then what do you need the bureaucrats to do?

She stared at the splendid temple buildings and sighed softly, among the monks of Cheng'en Temple, there are those who are truly dedicated to the Buddha and pity the hard work of sentient beings, and there are also those who exploit and embarrass the surrounding people by exploiting the power of the temple.

According to historical records, many temples were used by officials in history to hide filth and filth.

If the temple is clean, who can guarantee it?

If she were the emperor, she would not have come to pray for the flood with such fanfare, she would have consulted the opinions of the officials and resettled the victims properly.

She thought about it for a while, and the blessing ceremony in the Mahavira Hall had ended.

The abbot had already arranged lunch and a side room, and the officials had eaten fast, some wandered around the temple, and some went to the room to take a nap, which was a rare harmony.

Jun Tianlan accompanied Shen Miaoyan to take a rest in the room, a few green bamboos were planted outside the green screen window, and the occasional birdsong came, which showed the silence of the temple in the afternoon.

The Zen room is simply and cleanly furnished, the green sara tent hangs low, Jun Tianlan holds her head with one hand, and quietly stares at the girl sleeping on the side of the bed, she holds the quilt, and the two eyelashes cast a shadow on the white and tender little face, and the small mouth is slightly open, which is particularly cute.

He reached out and gently wiped away the water from the corner of her lips, and when the room was quiet, there was a strange crow outside the window.

He frowned, tore off a gold button from his belt and threw it out of the window, and the crow flew away in fright.

The sleeping girl didn't notice it, rolled over, and continued to sleep.

The backyard of the mountain temple.

The young emperor in a dragon robe was alone, stepping out of the back mountain gate with his hands behind his back and walking towards the tall cedar forest in the distance.

The mountains and forests in the afternoon were exceptionally silent, he walked in the forest, the sun jumped and sprinkled on his crown and dragon robe, and his whole person exuded a faint golden light, which was particularly dazzling.

He walked for a while, but he saw a monk sitting on a stone in front of him.

The monk, dressed in a half-worn robe, was looking at him with his hands folded and smiling.

Chu Yunjian also stared at him, and after looking at it for a long time, after seeing a scar between the monk's eyebrows, an impression flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly smiled and stepped forward to salute: "Master Jueyuan!" I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you're still the same! ”

Jueyuan stood up, still smiling: "The emperor still remembers the poor monk." ”

Chu Yunjian walked forward side by side with him: "When you were seven years old, you entered the palace with the abbot of Cheng'en Temple, at that time I was just an unfavored prince, it was you who told me that in the future, I will inherit the throne and will sit on the country of Chu." ”

Jueyuan's eyes were clear, and he looked straight ahead, "Yes, more than ten years have passed, and you have really become the emperor." ”

Chu Yunjian paused, turned to him, and made a serious gesture: "Master, now that the smoke of the Four Kingdoms is about to rise, I am willing to save all the people from fire and water." I don't know if the state of Chu has the national fortune of annexing the world, and whether I have the fate of becoming the first emperor of the ages? ”

Jueyuan watched him quietly, his eyes full of wisdom and compassion.

After a while, he gently patted Chu Yunjian on the shoulder: "Fate is changing every moment. The astrolabe of blood and human life that you should not have been stained with has begun to change. ”

Lin Feng was silent, and Chu Yunjian stared at him blankly, "What do you mean?" ”

Jueyuan took off a warm Bodhi bracelet from his wrist and handed it to him, smiling meaningfully: "When everything is over, hold this bracelet firmly in the palm of your hand, and a miracle will happen." ”

With that, he took two steps back, folded his hands and saluted, and turned to leave.

Chu Yunjian chased him two steps and asked hurriedly: "Master, could it be that I can't even sit firmly on the throne of this Chu State?" ”

Jueyuan turned his head and smiled deeply: "The poor monk has just said that the star roulette wheel of fate has changed, and the subversion of the Chu State is not the emperor's fault. What's more, the emperor has left a spark for the Chu State and the world, and she will burn until she brings a real peace and prosperity to this world. ”

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