Chapter 546 Who will be next?

The only way to do this is to do it.

A large table was placed in front of Princess Zhuoyang's palace, covered with a dazzling red cloth with embroidery on it. The patterns on it were also specially used to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings.

There is an incense burner in the middle of the table with three incense sticks in it. There is a candlestick on each side of the incense burner. There are three candles sitting on each candlestick. The red candles are covered with a layer of gold. These candles were made by Boss Qian and the others. No one can imitate candles except them.

There are also four stacks of plain cakes and four plates of fruit on the table.

An old monk wearing cassocks sat cross-legged on a chair directly in front of the altar table. On both sides of the chair, a row of monks sat cross-legged on the ground, all facing the old monk in a straight line. A group of nuns crossed their legs behind them. After sitting down, the old monk recited a sutra, and everyone continued to recite it over and over again. It was not until three sticks of incense were passed that they stood up, indicating that the practice was completed.

The emperor asked the old monk: "Abbott, when will my daughter Zhuoyang's hair grow back?"

In this era, there is no woman without hair, and women who lose their hair are all nuns. If word spreads about the scorching sun that there is no hair, it will easily be criticized by the people.

The host said: "Princess Jiren has her own destiny, this hair will grow."

As long as it can grow back, the emperor will be relieved. I heard that if people shave their heads, their hair will not grow back.

The emperor asked again: "Abbott, can this tell which god Princess Zhuoyang has offended?"

The abbot put his five fingers together, lowered his head slightly, and said very piously: "Amitabha, the secret of heaven must not be leaked."

Since it is a secret, even the emperor, as the emperor, cannot spy on it.

This matter can only be abandoned at this point.

For the safety of Princess Zhuoyang, the emperor sent additional personnel to protect her here day and night, preventing anyone from having the opportunity to come into contact with Princess Zhuoyang.

That night, the entourage came again in the middle of the night.

Wan Lianxing had already slept again.

"Whose hair did you shave off today?"

The attendant said: "Your Majesty, it belongs to his mother."

Wan Lengxing suppressed a smile and said, "Aren't you not allowed to shave? Why don't you listen to me?"

The entourage said: "The next one is the emperor's daughter-in-law, the queen. I have arranged this number for them. Everyone who comes will have their share."

"That's pretty much it. They all don't look good without their hair."

The attendant said: "It just doesn't look good, so I want the emperor to look at it every day."

Wan Lengxing said: "Then the Queen Mother is an old lady. How did you do it? The whole palace must not explode this morning."

The entourage said: "Looking at the altar table in front of Princess Zhuoyang's palace, it must have been done during the day."

Wan Lengxing said, "If you come early tomorrow night, are you going to starve me to death?" He didn't want his entourage to keep shaving like this. He was afraid that the entourage would shave the emperor's head that day. How could he hold back his laughter when they met?

The attendant said: "You can eat whatever the old housekeeper brings you during the day. How can you starve?"

Wan Lengxing said: "It's dry, I fed the mice."

The attendant said: "I know that you can't point to anyone except me. Look at what the old housekeeper brought you, dried meat, and look at what I brought you, roast goose."

Wan Lianxing said, "Were they searched in the imperial dining room again?"

The attendant said: "If you don't eat, you won't get it. If you don't take it, you won't get it. We can't give all these good things to their family."

The attendant reached out and tore off the goose's thigh and handed it to Wan Lengxing.

Sure enough, the whole palace was shocked in the morning. The Queen Mother had a hat on her head. When she sat there, she felt that this person was a little shorter than usual. No matter how jewel-like her clothes and necklaces were, she looked weird. .

The emperor was walking back and forth in front of the Queen Mother, and he felt sorry both in face and in his heart that his mother's hair had been shaved off. It was unreasonable that a grand palace could not bear to see a handful of his mother's hair.

The Queen Mother closed her eyes and felt depressed. She said to her son: "I'm afraid I'm not going to die soon."

"Your Majesty, you are not allowed to say that. I have asked monks and nuns to come and pray for you. They will be here in a moment."

This is a difficult question.

Regarding this matter, no one could do anything about it. This stumped the monks and nuns who came to perform the ritual. This ritual was just a ritual to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings, and could not solve the Queen Mother's hair problem.

The Queen Mother, who has been trying to save face all her life, now has no hair, how can she meet people.

The crux of the problem could not be found, and the hair could not grow back. Everyone placed their hopes on the monks and nuns. The empress dowager, who was afraid of death, always closed her eyes and refused to look at anyone.

The emperor put the abbot in a very difficult position. Although the old monk had seen many strange things, this was his first time seeing such a strange thing. If this happened to ordinary people, the abbot would definitely say it was a prank, but looking at Looking at the gloomy emperor and the empress dowager who closed her eyes tightly and refused to look at anyone, the abbot could only come up with this idea: "Let the empress dowager go to the nunnery to hide from the disaster."

These words were very much in line with the Queen Mother's wishes. She was worried about not having the face to see people, and was also thinking about where to hide for a while.

The emperor said: "Abbott, how long is the appropriate time to hide?"

Calculating that it would take a year for the hair to grow long, otherwise it would still be impossible to see people. The old monk said: "One year."

At this time, the Queen Mother finally opened her eyes: "Then let's leave today."

Now she is not only worried about losing her hair, she is also afraid of death. She has not enjoyed all the glory and wealth in this life, how can she not be afraid?

The emperor said: "Are you in such a hurry?"

The Empress Dowager said: "Pack up and set off immediately."

The emperor had no choice but to obey the empress dowager.

At this time, the emperor was mentally and physically exhausted. These strange things happened one after another, and he could hardly bear it anymore.

When he got up the next morning, the hair of the Queen Mother, who was sleeping on the same bed as him, had also disappeared. The Queen Mother screamed and cried, and the Emperor was blue in the face. He was the emperor, and no evil spirits or ghosts were allowed to get close to him. The hair of the person sharing the bed disappeared without anyone noticing, and as the emperor, he felt a chill down his spine for the first time.

At this time, everyone in the palace was in panic. All the concubines would reach out and touch their hair from time to time, for fear that their thick hair would disappear without anyone noticing.

For three consecutive days, starting with Princess Zhuoyang, one person's hair disappeared one night, and everyone was guessing who would be next.

A group of monks and nuns were practicing Dharma everywhere in the palace. Sanskrit sounds could be heard everywhere they went. No matter whether it was man-made or ghostly, as long as the emperor spoke, they could only perform Dharma. All they could do was recite sutras and practice. .


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