Vol 2 Chapter 1100: Standing Cloth Tomb (three shifts)

"Did you see that?"
Gu Jiu looked at the screen behind him.
Liu Zhao walked out from behind the screen.
"I saw it."
"You said he and Huyang, he and Hopeless... I dare not think about it."
Gu Jiu was very excited and couldn't calm down.
Liu Zhao frowned, "I don't know what's going on. To know the truth, I can only find all the people back then and ask them one by one."
Gu Jiu grabbed Liu Zhao's hand, "You read Wuwang's letter, he said he picked up Zhitong on the way to Xiliang. When there were so many people who went to Xiliang with Wuwang, how come no one mentioned this?"
"Call rich and rich!"
The first time I went to Xiliang, Qian Fu was also in the team.
Qian Fu hurried to Xiaozhu.
There must be something important to call him in such a hurry.
Thinking all the way, what's the big thing recently?
It's nothing more than the local arrogant noisy, Shaofu and Jin Wuwei can handle it completely, it is not his turn to worry about the intelligence chief.
Abroad?
Nothing new?
I thought about breaking my head and didn't want to understand, I could only bite the bullet and go to see your majesty and empress.
As soon as she arrived in the study, the Empress Empress asked with her head and face: "Back when you went to Xiliang with the caravan, did you hope to find a baby on the way?"
Qian Fu settled down, and said affirmatively: "No!"
Gu Jiu frowned, "Waiwang's apprentice Zhitong, do you know?"
"Old slave knows!"
"How did Zhitong get to Wuwang, do you know?"
"The old slave remembered that Zhitong was a child of Shanmin. Shanmin died on the way, Wuwang said that he was the most leisurely and let him take care of the children. After arriving in Xiliang, Wuwang officially accepted Zhitong as his apprentice. That's right, that Zhitong was about two or three years old at the time."
Gu Jiu and Liu Zhao looked at each other, hopeless why they would lie.
He knew that they would find out the truth, why did he spread such a lie that was exposed in an instant? It makes no sense!
"The old slave asked boldly, why do your majesty and the empress care about Monk Zhitong? Could it be that something happened to him?"
"Zhitong is placing orders at Xiangguo Temple, do you know?" Liu Zhao asked.
Qianfu nodded, "Old slave knows!"
"Zhitong is the child of Shanmin?" Gu Jiu asked.
Qian Fu wanted to answer in the affirmative, but then he thought about it, not right! Is there a problem with Zhitong's life experience? Otherwise it is impossible to explain the attitude of your majesty and empress.
He thoughtfully said: "The first time the old slave saw Zhitong, he was with Shanmin. The old slave heard him calling Shanmin as his father, and Shanmin was very fond of him. If it weren't because there was no one at home, he would not be at ease. Give the child to the neighbor, and he won't take the child with him. As a result, the child did not have an accident, but the mountain people died on the road instead."
Gu Jiu asked him, "Do you remember the origin of the identity of that mountain man?"
Qian Fu bowed and said, "The old slave will send someone to investigate. It's just that after so many years, we may not be able to find useful information."
Gu Jiu exchanged glances with Liu Zhao, and then ordered: "Send people to investigate as much as possible. Your Majesty and this palace must know Zhitong's life experience."
"Old slave follow the order!"
After Qian Fu left, Liu Zhao said: "The people around Huyang are the most important. Also check."
Gu Jiu thought for a while, "Deng Cunli is working as a errand in the Shaofu, and the people serving by Huyang are archived in Shaofu. Let him investigate this matter."
"Listen to you."
Both of them are a little absent-minded.
Gu Jiu asked Liu Zhao uncertainly, "You said, would it be what we guessed it?"
Liu Zhao said affirmatively: "I will not be surprised if Huyang does anything."
Gu Jiu whispered: "When I was still living in Prince Ning's Mansion, Aunt Huyang called me and said she wanted to give birth to Wuwang. I advised her not to get confused. She also listened to me. I'm pretty sure she should have given up the idea of ​​having children for Hopeless at that time. Would you say she was hiding from us, secretly..."
"I said, it is not surprising that Huyang does anything. The only weird thing is hopelessness!"
"Yeah! He said in the letter that Zhitong was the abandoned baby he picked up. Didn't he intentionally leave a loophole, but to hide Zhitong? After all, no one can guarantee that Zhitong will not see the content of the letter."
"When there is news from Qian Fu and Deng Cunli, we will discuss this matter again."
Liu Zhao is just a little curious about Zhitong's life experience, but not as curious as Gu Jiu.
He said to Gu Jiu: "No matter what status Zhitong is, he is now just a monk in Xiangguo Temple, a hopeless apprentice. We can't change anything! Hopeless and do not want us to change Zhitong's current life."
"You are reasonable! But I still want to know whose child Zhitong is."
"I will find out the truth."
...
The truth is not so easy to find out.
What happened more than 20 years ago was a mountain man who met on the road. No one knows its true origin.
Asking the people back then, no one can tell why.
Most of the people who served by Huyang back then have passed away.
The one who was still alive in the world was just a little maid back then, unable to get close to Huyang's body at all, let alone knowing Huyang's physical condition.
If you can't find someone to wait on, then look through the itinerary of Huyang that year to find the doctor who treated Huyang.
The itinerary of Huyang is easy to find, and these are all recorded.
However, the itinerary is blank for half a year, and there is no record.
The clue is broken!
...
Liu Zhao comforted Gu Jiu, "I will let Qian Fu continue the investigation."
Gu Jiu shook his head slightly, "No! Zhitong's life experience is not important anymore. If it is really their child, they have erased all traces, obviously they don't want to be found out by others. If it's not their child, it's just a simple appearance. Some similarities are also possible, and it is meaningless to find out."
"Don't check it down?"
Liu Zhao was a little surprised. He didn't expect Gu Jiu to give up the matter so easily.
"No check! Whether Zhitong is their child or not, I am hopeless and happy for Huyang. There is a person in the world who looks like them, even if there is no blood relationship, it is a very lucky and wonderful thing. Maybe this is it. The so-called fate of Buddhism is that Zhitong has a predestined relationship with the Buddha and is raised by hopelessness, and it is only natural to look like him."
Gu Jiu figured it out!
She didn't want to get to the bottom of this matter, so she made him a secret that could never be solved.
She also ordered Deng Cunli to seal up the archives of the Huyang Princess House.
...
The cold wind howls!
On auspicious days, Gu Jiu came to Beiman Mountain.
Today is the day to set up a burial mound for Master Wuwang.
The abbot of Xiangguo Temple personally led the senior monks of Xiangguo Temple to do a ritual for Wuwang.
As the only apprentice of Hopeless, Zhitong personally put the hopeless relic into the coffin.
Gu Jiu's eyes were a little moist in the cold wind.
She opened her eyes suddenly, and her relic contained a folding fan, a purse embroidered with gold thread, and a pair of poorly made socks.
That was the "small" gift Huyang gave to Hopeless.
Gu Jiu still remembered that Huyang held the socks made by herself in front of her, saying that she sewed every stitch and thread. It is the first time in my life to do needlework, and I succeeded in doing it. I want to give it to the little monk.
What did she say?
She seemed to advise Huyang, "make a new pair."
Huyang shook his head again and again, as if to say, "My palace makes a pair of socks, and my hands are swollen. If I make another pair, it won't work, and my hands will be discarded. This pair of socks, he has to ask for it, or if he doesn't."
Over the years, I didn't expect to see these very ugly and extremely poor socks.
She wiped away tears secretly.
My heart was tumbling and I couldn't say a word.
Some people just missed it.
Some feelings are destined to never end.
There are some things that nobody can tell except the person involved.
Seal the coffin, shovel the soil!
Gu Jiu stepped forward and personally shoveled the earth as a queen.
She muttered in her heart, "Go all the way! This palace will repair a copy of "Celebrity", and your reputation will be passed on forever."
The forest whistling, whimpering...
It looks like someone is crying.
The voice of the eminent monk chanting the scriptures suddenly rose.
The wind gradually weakened.
Seal the earth!
Stand a monument!
Looking at the imperial tomb in the distance, it is facing the princess grave.
"Amitabha, the little monk thanks the empress and empress for the master's love!"
Zhitong's eyes were red and he obviously cried.
"Master Zhitong, what plans do you have in the future?" Gu Jiu asked.
Wisdom channel gave a Buddhist horn, "The little monk will follow the master abbot and study the Dharma."
"Very good! If you encounter difficulties and need help, you can leave a message at Xiaozhu."
"Thank the Empress Empress for her love! The little monk has his wish for setting up a burial mound for the master. Then he will retreat and repair."
Gu Jiu couldn't listen to the word retreat.
When I heard the retreat, I thought of Master Hopeless.
She opened her mouth, full of melancholy, and countless words converged into two words, "Take care!"
No longer nostalgic, Gu Jiu descended the mountain decisively.
The Sanskrit sound remained the same behind him.
Hopeless in Xiliang, do you sit high on the platform, reciting scriptures, and giving to the world?
How did he feel when he brought Zhitong from a young age to a large one and shaved himself for Zhitong?
He leaned on a sigh, defying difficulties and obstacles, and supported his body to return to the capital. Was it to look at the princess grave?
Dust to dust, dirt to dirt!
People cannot come back from death.
Those who are alive must continue to move forward.