He never realized that she was important to him, but he really couldn't swear as the Queen Mother wanted.

The Empress Dowager beckoned and asked Aunt Su Mala to bring a piece of paper, on which was a Buddhist poem:

The jungle rice in the world is like a mountain, and the bowl is everywhere for the gentleman's meal.

Gold and white jade are not expensive, only robes and shawls are difficult.

I am the lord of the earth, mountains and rivers, and I am worried about the country and the people.

36,000 days in a hundred years, less than half a day of leisure for monks.

When you come, you are confused, and when you are confused, you walk back in the world.

Who was I before I was born, and who I was when I was born.

It's me when I grow up, but who is it when I close my eyes and my eyes are hazy?

It's better not to come and not to go, to be happy when you come, and to be sad when you go.

Occupy the place, the joys and sorrows, and worry about it, who knows if there is a day of leisure.

If you can solve the monk's family affairs, it is not too late to turn back.

There is no better place in the world than a monk, carefree and comfortable.

He eats clearly and tastes in his mouth, and often wears a hundred clothes on his body.

The guests from all over the world are all because of the long-cherished Bodhi.

All of them are real Arhats, and they are all third-class clothes.

Rabbits and birds fly back and forth, and people must not be scheming.

A hundred years of world affairs and three more dreams, a game of chess.

Yu opened the Kyushu soup and released it, and Qin swallowed the six Han ascended the throne.

How many heroes in ancient and modern times, lying on the north and south hills.

The yellow robe was exchanged for a purple robe, just for the thought of the year.

I am a son of the West, why was I born in the emperor's family?

Eighteen years of not free, the south and the north to ask for a while.

I want to leave my hands and go back to the mountain, who cares about the thousands of autumns and thousands of autumns.

After reading it, Kangxi took the paper and looked at the Queen Mother: "This is ......"

"Your imperial father wrote it before he became a monk."

"He's not...... He's not ......"

"After your imperial father went to the queen of filial piety, the idea of becoming a monk was repeated day by day, after Xingsen shaved his head, he wanted to go with Xingsen, although I asked Yulinxiu to stop it, after all, he couldn't stop it, and he will become a monk if he doesn't eat or drink in the coming year."

The Empress Dowager told the past, and she took apart the pain to show him: "It's useless for me to persuade him, he is determined to become a monk." I was also angry at the time, so I simply let him choose a successor when he died. At that time, only you and Fuquan were older. ”

She closed her eyes: "He likes Fuquan, at that time we thought he would choose Fuquan." But he said that it was nothing good to be the emperor, so he ordered you. ”

Kangxi felt like he had been hit hard in his heart.

In his life, he has never enjoyed the kindness of his parents for a few days, and he has been haunted by it for a long time.

He looked at the prince as if he were looking at his past self.

Every time he is good to the prince, it is like being good to himself when he was a child.

His begging seemed to be made up for in such a move.

And he, as long as he thinks about it, it was the imperial father who finally handed over this land to him, and he can also get some warmth from it.

But now I know that it turned out to be something that the imperial father didn't like and didn't want.

His mind was in turmoil.

The Empress Dowager's voice floated over: "Simply, I'll let John Tang say that it's because you have been cured of smallpox, which will help the stability of the country." ”

"Even if the generations of posterity doubt, how can they doubt?"

Kangxi drank tea, his hands were trembling, he couldn't hold it, he simply put the teacup down.

The Empress Dowager opened her eyes: "Now you should understand why neither I nor your Empress E's mother are especially concerned about your care about the Wu Ya clan." ”

"The Holy Ancestor revalues Empress Xiaoliewu, so your Emperor Marfa forced Empress Xiaoliewu to be buried; Your Emperor Marfa loves Chongmin Huigong and Concubine Yuan, if it weren't for the early death of his son, the country would probably give up; Your imperial father became a monk for filial piety. ”

The Empress Dowager sighed and said, "Xuan Ye, how do you say that the imperial grandmother should not guard against ......?"

She said: "The imperial grandmother is also worried about the future battle of the country. ”

She said: "I heard that the Ming Dynasty was also like this, Emperor Ming Xian was the queen of the two because of Wan Guifei; Mingshenzong loved Zheng Guifei, so he loved his son Fuwang, which led to a dispute over the country's capital. ”

She said earnestly: "Baocheng is the crown prince of that child, you asked for it." ”

Kangxi listened quietly, and then spoke: "Grandchildren won't be like this, grandchildren are not the emperor's father, and the imperial grandmother can rest assured." ”

"Swear by it." The Empress Dowager did not give an inch, "You swear, if you and he are the queen of the Wu Ya clan, she will not die well." If thou wilt make her child emperor, her child shall be reviled by the generations to come. ”

The Empress Dowager looked at him and said calmly: "Swear, if you don't make her the queen, her child is the emperor, what is there to worry about." ”

Kangxi said with difficulty: "I, Xuan Ye, swear today, heaven and earth testify together, if I and he are the queen of Wu Ya's family, she will not die well." If I make her child emperor, her child will be reviled in the generations to come. ”

The Empress Dowager smiled with satisfaction: "Good boy, good boy." ”

She said, "Your imperial father is a monk in Wutai Mountain. ”

"I'm old now, and I don't know how many years I have left to live, so I want to take you to see your royal father."

Kangxi said respectfully: "Grandson, I'll arrange it." ”

The Empress Dowager beckoned him forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Xuan Ye, don't blame the imperial grandmother, the imperial grandmother is also for your good." ”

"My grandson knows."

"Good boy, go ahead."

Kangxi withdrew.

The Empress Dowager looked at his back, and Aunt Su Mala also watched.

Su Malagu asked, "Why does the master force the emperor?" ”

"Lately, I've been dreaming of old people...... "The Empress Dowager said slowly, "those I hate, hate my ...... They were all waving to me. ”

Su Malagu hurriedly waved her hand and said: "The master can't say such a thing, the slave prays for the master day and night, hoping that the master will live a long life and be healthy." ”

The Empress Dowager looked at her: "Su Mala, you have been with me for most of your life, if I leave, what should you do?" I see, let the emperor choose one of his children and let you raise it, it's also a thought. ”

Aunt Su Mala looked at her and almost burst into tears.

She refused again and again: "No, the slave has to serve the master for the rest of his life." ”

The Empress Dowager looked at her for a long time: "Okay, you serve me." ”

She said, "Su Mala, you have taken care of me all my life. And in the next life, let's be sisters. I'll be my sister, and I'll take care of you. ”

"No, no, no, it is the blessing of a slave to be able to serve the master."

The Empress Dowager looked outside the palace: "I always think, hurry up and do what I need to do, and ...... in the future As soon as I closed my eyes, I couldn't see it, and I couldn't care about it. ”

"I want to go see Fulin." She smiled, her eyes sparkling, "I've been a mother and son all my life, and it's time to see him." ”

"Okay, okay." Su Mala said, "Let's go and see the little master together." ”

The Empress Dowager smiled, she said: "I'm really afraid that Xuan Ye is the same as the man who loves the Xinjueluo family, and for the sake of women, he doesn't even want the country." ”

"The emperor swore an oath, don't worry, master."

"Let him swear by himself, and he may not care at all. He could only be told to swear by the Uya. ”