Chapter 180:

Chapter 180
Seventeenth of the first month.
The sky was light.
Yu Qing swept the crown and waited for his family to pull the horse. Then he jumped up and turned towards the palace gate.
His wife, Zhao, sent it out.
"Lang Jun take care and return in peace."
Yu Qing nodded towards his wife, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped away.
Years ago, the war between the imperial court and Turkic had just stopped. He came back from the front to report his job, and just happened to meet the Buddhist festival during the Lantern Festival.
Today, there are still many people like Yu Qingze, but not many.
Those who can follow the emperor to the Buddha's meeting are naturally dignitaries.
Almost all the important ministers who can often participate in decision-making in the Palace of Government are usually in the court.
All this shows that Emperor Sui attaches great importance to this prayer.
After all, such a thing just happened yesterday. Whether it is to confess to heaven or to soothe the hearts of the people, the Buddha Association needs to show the grandiose weather of the great country to the people of Sui Dynasty.
The ministers gathered, and when they arrived, they set off from Suzaku Gate with the imperial drive and headed for Daxingshan Temple at Jingshanfang.
The snow on both sides of the road has been cleaned overnight, and a thick layer of snow has accumulated on the roof, but it has not hindered travel.
The white ice stains are gradually melting in the sun, as if the bad things are about to go away, and everything will start anew.
Why the housekeeper looked up at the sky.
He didn't dare to look any more, and soon moved his eyes down again, looking forward, and followed his steps forward, but he didn't consciously exhale secretly.
He sincerely feels relieved.
He had been strangling in his heart since hitting the dog food yesterday.
Not only him, but no one dared to pant.
After the beginning of the year, the emperor's face hardly cleared.
The queen was healing in the palace, and her face was barely exposed.
On the night of the Yuan Dynasty, Qin Wangfu also made such a change.
The emperor was in a low mood, and as a close-knit official, he was naturally unhappy.
Even when he got to this position, even the court dignitaries had to be better than him, but in the face of Tianzi, He Zhong is still the inner official who is as loyal as he is.
The Buddha's meeting has been set. If it snows today, it still has to go on as usual, but now the snow owls are clear, it is undoubtedly giving infinite hope.
I hope today goes well, don't snow anymore, don't make any dog ​​food days! What a heart to pray secretly in my heart.
There are many people who think like him.
Royal Street was banned today, the portals on both sides of the store were closed, and nowhere was the hustle or bustle except the horseshoes and footsteps.
However, there were occasional flying birds passing by in the clear sky.
He Zhi has not been so relaxed for a long time.
Inspired by the sound of birdsong, he could not help but walk away for a while, and glanced over his fellow ministers.
The generals opened in front, followed by civilians.
Lian Yuqing and others like him are also listed, which is reassuring.
But He thought of someone again.
Fengxiao.
He is not in the team.
Because he had just been involved in the case of Qin Wangfu, he escaped from the jail of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs yesterday and is still missing.
With the martial arts of Feng Erfu's master, with him in his presence, people will feel more at ease.
The thought of Feng Xiao reminded me of the emperor's black face yesterday.
In fact, he didn't quite believe that the case of Qin Wangfu was made by Feng Xiao. What is the figure of Feng Erfu? His Majesty valued him. If he wanted to be a high-ranking official, he could only say a few words, why go around a large circle and do such a troublesome thing?
But the evidence is conclusive, Prince, Jin and others have testified at the same time, if this matter is not explained, the emperor will not be able to step down.
He has a special identity. He often appears around the emperor. He has a tight tone and few words. The empress is deeply trusted. Therefore, he also knows many secrets that even ordinary court officials cannot know.
For example, he knew that Zuo Yueshi had spoken behind the emperor, linking it all to Princess Leping, pointing to the princess in connection with this matter.
At that time, He Zhong heard an ear in front of the door of the palace, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach any more. He wished he was deaf and blind.
He soon discovered that after this time, the empress did alienate Princess Leping, and the rewards were no longer as frequent as before.
As soon as the Qin Dynasty turned out, He Yi soon thought of the princess.
But Princess Leping was not in the Qin Dynasty that night. She didn't go to the banquet. Even a few days before the incident, she had never been to the Qin Dynasty.
The suspicion of the princess was ruled out, but the owner of Feng Erfu turned into a suspect of murder.
He Zhong didn't say it, and he had repeatedly thought about it in private. Unfortunately, the more he thought about it, the more the fog surrounding the truth turned out.
If the murderer is not Princess Leping or the owner of Fengerfu, who would it be?
It's impossible to be a Cui Zunshi.
He suddenly remembered that Cui was not in the team today and did not know where he had gone.
Having said that, why is it going to be ugly after the year? Is it time to change the year number?
The incense was getting closer and closer, and soon interrupted the deliberations.
It was a unique sandalwood scent in the temple. He Yi looked up and a towering mountain gate appeared in front of him.
He cleared his throat and shouted long: "Stop--"
Yujia stopped in time.
He sincerely bowed and opened the tassel curtain, allowing the emperor to emerge from the royal palace.
This was what the emperor asked himself, and he would walk through the gate in person, without the need of others to show his piety.
The officials dismounted and walked, followed by Emperor Sui.
Master Abbot Lingzang greeted him personally. When the emperor was with the emperor, Master Lingzang was already a prince, and monks in the temple inevitably trembled because of the advent of the emperor. The emperor is a little more respectful.
The two talked a few words, Master Lingzang led the way and led the emperor to the Noble Palace, while all the officials stopped in front of the Heavenly Palace.
"Your Majesty is confused and uneasy. I don't think it is sincere to worship the Buddha."
This remark can only be said by Master Lingzang.
The emperor was not angry, but sighed: "I know, but I can't make up my mind, but also used Anshen Dingqi Pill specially before leaving the palace."
Master Lingzang whispered the Buddha's horn lowly: "It is still necessary to ring the bell to solve the bell. The Buddha is in his heart. Worshipping the Buddha is only for peace of mind. If His Majesty's heart barrier is not removed, worship is useless."
The emperor was silent for a moment: "He has too many heart obstacles, so he must be puzzled before the Buddha."
Master Lingzang faced compassion. He didn't say much, reached out a hand, and signaled that Tianzi would follow him.
He Zhi raised his ears to listen to the conversation between the two, not to watch the emperor's heart, but to be able to react at any time, to follow the emperor and stay away from the square.
Lingzang and the emperor came first, and he followed the monk who followed the master.
He Zhong noticed that the young monk beside Master Lingzang had a handsome face, a very strong posture, and was very firm in his buddha's nature. His eyes, nose, nose, and heart did not give any reason.
Until a group of people scented incense outside the Daxiong Hall, Master Lingzang let them also incense as a sign of piety. He was holding three incense sticks and accidentally kicked the protruding slab under his feet. When he saw that he was about to throw a dog to mud, Suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, holding him steadily, together with the three incense falling from He Yi's hand, was also picked up halfway like a magic spell, and then stuffed into He Yi's hand.
Everything didn't happen at all. He opened his eyes wide, his heart pounding, and almost thought he had hallucinations.
He suffered minor injuries and great ill-concern, especially at this moment, if it were not for the young monk next to him, he would have lost his head.
He was frightened, and while the emperor entered the hall, he thanked the other in a whisper.
The young monk waved his hand and pointed at his mouth, ignoring him.
It turned out to be dumb.
It's so heartbreaking that it's not easy to be a monk with Master Lingzang this year. Not only is he a good-looking man, he also has a good skill, but unfortunately he can't speak, and he won't be able to become a great monk who teaches the altar.
He glanced at each other in silence, inserted the incense into the incense burner squarely, and quickly followed the emperor in small steps.
Buddha music floated over the Daxingshan Temple.
The sound of recitation of scriptures in the Great Hall of the Great Heroes seemed to turn into a tangible, golden enchantment, making the inner and outer parts of the temple like iron buckets.
Even knowing that this was just psychological comfort, the heartfelt mood gradually calmed down.
He looked at the back of the emperor sitting cross-legged, feeling that the other side should have the same peace of mind as himself.
Feng Xiao didn't know what it was just a pity for herself.
At first, he didn't really think about entering Daxingshan Temple.
But at the time, he came out of the jail of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and needed a bath and a change of clothes—Jiejian Mansion could not be returned for a while, because an indeterminate Feng Xiao was hidden in the dark to threaten the enemy.
When passing by the Daxingshan Temple, he was thinking of finding a Qinlou Chu Pavilion, pretending to be a romantic, and thoroughly washing the smell from the prison. Besides, the scent of sandalwood and the chanting sounds floating on the wall stopped him. His pace.
In the distance, a young monk returned from the outside, and Feng Xiao came up with a new idea.
In the past, he refused to cut off those three thousand troubles.
But today is different. After being smoked for one or two hours by the dung bucket in the prison, Feng Xiao felt that his nose was almost out of order. He smelled the smell of dung bucket. He was afraid to wash his hair ten times. Hard to erase.
Rather than start over.
Feng Xiao made a choice because of her clean heart. The monk Cong Yun, who was returning from the outside, was taken away by stuns, and the sleeping spot was placed under the bridge hole in the suburb. Only clean water and dry food were left around. Not coming.
And Feng Er only needs one day.
The reason why the founder would stumble is that he deliberately led him to take the protruding masonry.
Because even if one hides martial arts, when he encounters danger, his subconscious will still show up.
But why not?
His response was no different from an ordinary person.
There is no danger of this person being penetrated.
Feng Xiao immediately removed her attention.
On this day, he walked up and down the temple by excuses without seeing suspicious people.
However, it is also possible that the other party hid too deeply and could not detect it for a while.
Feng Er raised his eyebrows and continued to be a dumb monk with loyalty.
The emperor sat on the futon for a long time.
The chanting of the scriptures did not really calm him down. Deep down in his heart, he seemed to be dormant, anxious and restless.
The war between the imperial court and Turkistan lasted for three full years. In the former dynasty, peace and peace were sought, but when the Emperor Sui was here, he would never bow his head. He would rather grind slowly with each other, from sending messengers to divide the Turkic tribes, to the Sui Dynasty army and Turkic. People fought tough battles, both hard and soft, and took a two-pronged approach. Finally, they could not stand in the sand.
This feat is comparable to the achievements of the Emperor Qin and Han Wu. The emperor is nothing short of gratifying. Even if he does not tell him to explain, there will be a strong mark in his history books.
However, I did not expect that the next thing that accompanied the great happy event was a series of bumpy setbacks.
Although the eclipse is intentional, he was deliberately caught him by surprise, but the enemy can buy Hong Yuan, but he cannot control the sky.
Shouldn't he really have replaced Yu Wenshi at that time?
The Buddhist confession ended.
The monks on both sides left in silence.
In the Great Hall, only Master Lingzang and Emperor are in the center.
Whatever it was, retreated to the corner of the hall.
There is no need for the emperor to order, and he would take the initiative to close all the doors so that the two could talk in secret.
Master Lingzang sat with the emperor.
The emperor was silent, and Lingzang was silent.
a long time.
"Well, is it too much for Yuwen's?"
Ask yourself and ask people.
Master Lingzang said: "Your Majesty has an answer in mind, why bother asking me?"
The emperor dumbly said, "If you change the dynasty, there is no bloodshed, and so is the last resort."
In spite of this excuse, it was unavoidable that the voice was hardly heard at the end.
Master Lingzang sighed: "The head is not a leek. It cannot be grown after being cut. Your Majesty understands it. However, you do n’t think about it recently, but it is caused by the devil. But you built a new dynasty, Dingbian Pingrong, For the people, leniency is also a moral policy. If the former dynasty still exists, these things may not be possible. Every year, there will be hundreds of people killed by the Turkic people on the border of the Central Plains. Good and evil are not absolute. There is also great merit in the creation of sins, and this matter cannot be generalized. His Majesty only needs to do what he should do, taking Yuwen's lessons as his lesson, and then increase the number of sins. After a hundred years, he will conclude the coffin and write for himself.
An old friend is a monk, and most of his words are machine-forward. Ordinary people can't understand it. It is rare to say such straightforward words, but to comfort each other.
A few days of depression erupted instantly, and the emperor's eyes were hot, and he smiled strongly, "You still understand."
With the release of Master Lingzang, the demon has been eliminated in half.
Master Lingzang said, "Let me tell a Scripture for your Majesty."
The emperor nodded, "Yeah, it's your job."
Master Lingzang did not select it carefully, but chose a section of the "Sanglenyan Sanmad Sutra" casually.
He knew that the emperor's need was not to listen to the passage he was talking about, but to be calm within himself.
No one speaks as much as self-awareness.
Master Lingzang chanted, his voice was a bit old, but not hoarse, but there was peace after years of precipitation.
Sandalwood diffused, and the temple echoed empty.
The emperor gradually got into God.
He remembered many things.
Every scene was passing by.
When I was young, I met Zhou Wudi for the first time, and the two talked very well.
Emperor Zhou Wu pointed to his prince, Yu Wenji, and said to him, "I have Jiaer, and you have a quiet daughter. Isn't it a marriage between the two?"
In addition, Zhou Wudi listened to the words of the warlock, and gradually alienated him, suspecting that he had disapproval.
Even the monarchs and enemies turned into enemies on the contrary, he struggled for perfection, forbearing for several years, and finally relieved when the emperor Wu died.
Resentment and hatred, it has long been impossible to say who started it.
But after all, the Yuwen family didn't kill him. In turn, he almost destroyed Yumen's door.
Under Emperor Wu Jiuquan, can you smile with a smile?
The emperor unknowingly looked at the huge Buddha statue in front of him, hoping to realize a trace of the answer from the mystery of the smiling and smiling Buddha.
The Bodhisattva looked at him, his eyebrows lowered, and the corner of his mouth evoked a slight arc.
The radian was rising on both sides, getting bigger and bigger, causing the entire face to move strangely, and two huge gold eyes slowly turned, and finally fell on the emperor.
The emperor opened his eyes wide and could not move in case of thunder.
Laughter came out low, hee hee hee, sometimes high and low, eerie, and constantly echoing in the hall.
He thought someone had trespassed here, but suddenly found out that these laughter were actually from the mouths of the twenty-four heavens on both sides of the hall!
The Buddha smiled at him with a smirk. He couldn't help but wave a Buddha's palm, and the emperor couldn't help but shouted, only to feel that his shoulder was shot again.
The whole person crooked backwards.
"His Majesty!"
The emperor opened his eyes again, looking pale and sweating.
However, there is no Buddha image, only the worried face of Master Lingzang.