Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Palace of the Son of Heaven
Chu Mu, the contemporary mountain master of Ziwei Mountain, did not hesitate to raise the mountain and surrender when the saint stepped on the world, and was awarded the title of feather coat and prime minister.
Coincidentally, the plaque hanging on the main entrance of the Yuan Imperial Pavilion is also Chu Mu, and it is indeed the same person.
The Lord of Chu Mountain was dressed in a white robe, with a yin and yang gossip map printed on the front, his hands were slightly longer, naturally drooping almost to his knees, and his face was sad and joyless. Reaching out to take the piece, he took a closer look.
After reading it all, the mountain lord lightly closed the music with his hand, frowned and relaxed, and said in a deep voice: "This matter is not a good sign, now that almost three years have passed, Your Majesty, the matter before your year can be put on the agenda." ”
"Okay!" The saint instantly lifted his spirit, touched the table with his palm, and said: "Master Chu, where do you think it is appropriate?" As soon as the words fell, the eunuch standing aside took a sheepskin map and came over.
The eunuch bowed slightly from beginning to end, and even his head was hanging, looking respectful, and his surname was Wu Dan, and he was the head of the inner house.
After spreading it out on the table, the Lord of Chu Mountain took a step forward, and his fingers swiped across the Holy Heaven Dao, the Southwest Dao, until the location of the King's Landing Dao stopped.
"Your Majesty, please see, this is the most appropriate place. The Lord of Chu Mountain said, pointing his finger around a mountain. Wu Song, the chief manager of the inner house, who hung his head, looked fixedly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what was in his heart.
"Oh?" the saint looked at this place, confirmed it again and again, and then slowly spoke: "Dao Ancestral Court, Taiqing Mountain." By the end of the day, his eyes had completely changed.
"Yes, it is the Taoist ancestral court is too clear, this place is hidden in the wind and water, the mountain has a bright hall, the most suitable for His Majesty to rebuild the palace of the Son of Heaven, sitting here to look at the world, when it can suppress my Great Wei luck, but also make Your Majesty prolong your life. With a mysterious smile on his face, Lord Chu said softly.
After speaking, he left time for His Majesty to think, paused for a while and said: "Now that the night is small, this matter should be sooner rather than later, and Your Majesty should make a decision as soon as possible." ”
After the words fell, the hall fell silent, and the sound of the saint's breathing could be heard.
At that time, the mountain gate of Taiqing Mountain, the ancestral court of the Taoist Sect, was personally led by the Holy Lord to the army, and he was naturally deeply impressed by that place.
Taiqing Mountain has been enthroned by several generations of previous dynasties, and it has become a ruin under the iron hoof.
If it is said that both Jianque Villa and Buddhism have committed taboos, the Taoist Sect is naturally no exception, and they are delusional in wanting to break through the gate of heaven and lead the avenue.
Such an illusory thing, except for those who are dedicated to the Tao, few people will believe it, but there is still one person in the world who will take it to heart, that is, the saint, because he is the 'Son of Heaven', whether it is true or not, he cannot tolerate Taoism.
The Great Wei Dynasty is not like the previous dynasty, it does not prosper in literary prisons, and it doesn't matter what gossip and gossip among the people.
Emperor Gaozu Taizong opened up his speech widely, and even set up a yamen called Qushitang, collected some slang and folk songs, ridiculed many civil and military officials of the dynasty, and humorous emperors, all of which won the smile of the Son of Heaven.
But if you really want to do something practical, how can the eyes of the Son of Heaven tolerate sand?
After the Taoist Sect was destroyed, Taiqing Mountain was directly closed, and it is still abandoned there.
"Okay! It's just that this is too clear, and I can't bear to give up a good place. Emperor Wei Wu's slightly old face was still majestic, and at this time the decision was settled, and he said directly: "Wu Song, I will order you to supervise this matter." ”
"Minister, Commander. The eunuch standing beside the saint immediately knelt down in front of the table, bent down and said.
After speaking, Grand Steward Wu stood up and stood beside the Holy Lord with his hands down again.
The Emperor pursed his lips in thought, drew the golden pen from the shelf, and began to write a decree on the matter. The Lord of Chushan retreated, and after the approval of the Holy Lord, he left the Qinzheng Hall with his big sleeves outstretched.
After putting pen to paper, I just wrote down the order of the Ministry of Household Works, and I was thinking about something. I only heard Chief Manager Wu whisper beside him: "Your Majesty, the minister shouldn't have said much about this matter......
"When I was still the crown prince, you were the palm print of the East Palace, and now I am the son of heaven, and you are the head of the inner house, so it doesn't matter if you say anything. He put down his pen and leaned back on the gold-upholstered chair with his eyes closed.
"The South Dao Sect and the North Crape Myrtle, the two have always been divided, but I am afraid that they have ulterior motives. Wu Song's voice was sincere, knowing that he had too much to say, and he bowed his head to the ground again as he spoke.
The hall was quiet for three moments, and the saint opened his eyes and looked down at Wu Song, and said, "You should be blinded by my sacred heart?" The voice was calm, but it made Wu Song tremble, buried his head deeper and said: "The minister doesn't dare, the minister is redundant." ”
"Get up. The saint said not to look at it again, but picked up the letter on the table that had been inherited from the Yuan Imperial Pavilion.
"Yes. "Chief Manager Wu got up, standing beside His Majesty, he couldn't tell at all that it was the master who had entered the hall, his martial arts had reached the realm, and his internal strength had been peeked into the eleventh floor.
After carefully reading the letter in his hand, the saint chuckled, and the expression on Wu Song's face was stunned, he didn't seem to have seen His Majesty smile for a while.
After thinking about the things in his heart, the emperor dipped his pen in ink and added the three words Yuan Yuge to the holy decree.
After writing it all, it was stamped with the Great Seal of the Son of Heaven, and handed it to Wu Song's hand and said: "The matter of changing the ancestral court of Taiqing Mountain to the palace of the Son of Heaven can be left today." ”
"Yes. Wu Song took the holy decree with both hands, completely different from the Lord of Chu Mountain, he bowed down and retreated out of the gate of the Qinzheng Palace.
The holy decree went out of the temple and was decreed by the middle study. Wu Song closed the door of the hall and found that under the red pillar in front of his head, there was the Chu Mountain Lord who was dressed in a Taoist robe.
Hearing the sound, Chu Mu turned around and walked towards Wu Song, his right thumb and middle finger were interlocked, his left hand dragged down, and he bowed before he spoke: "Manager Wu." ”
"Lord Chushan is good. Wu Song was dressed in a purple-red chief robe, holding his hands in front of him, holding the holy decree in his hands, and looked at Chu Mu indifferently with a smile and said.
"The matter of the Son of Heaven's Palace, you are the coordinator, and you have to worry a lot. Lord Chu looked at Wu Song's eyes and said.
"The mountain lord is too worried, our family wants to protect the saint, but we can't do without it, it's because you have to worry a lot. Wu Song still said in a salty and non-salty manner, only on the word "more".
"Do things for Your Majesty, you should. ”
"Okay, our family still has to go to preach the holy decree, so we won't spend too much time with you here, the mountain master. Wu Song's voice was low, not as sharp as that of ordinary eunuchs, and he walked forward.
Originally, Wu Song didn't like the Yuan Imperial Pavilion, and now he dislikes Ziwei Mountain, all of which are one reason. The Lord of Chu Mountain stood under the red pillar, looked up at the sky, carried his hands behind his back, and pinched the five fingers of his right hand in a row, as if he was calculating something.
"It's ......," said the Chu Mountain Lord Youyou.
Daozong Taiqing Mountain is located in the south of King's Landing Road, which belongs to Dade County, not far from Qingchuan County.