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In the Jiaofang Hall, the chamberlain was carefully arranging the hair crown of the man wearing a black dragon robe. Looking at the extra white hair, he asked: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has sent some recipes, boiling beans with vinegar syrup or forging stones. You can dye your hair.”

"I have so much gray hair that I need to dye it?"

The emperor's voice was quite calm, but the servant's hand shook and he said against his will: "Not much."

Pei Zhi finally raised his eyes and looked at the bronze mirror. He was silent for a long time. If he continued like this, he would not recognize him when he came back. Fortunately, his face did not change.

He recalled that when he was young, Xiao Fengchang sighed half-jokingly: "The noble ladies of Chang'an have been deceived by the skin of the prince. They are also covered with bones under the three-foot green sword. I am an evil spirit who eats people without spitting out bones. How come the prince is like this?" He has become a handsome young master."

He never cares about these things, and being a king does not depend on his reputation.

But Yu Tingwan praised the king of Wei for his handsomeness. At night, when he was tender, he lay on his chest, looked up at him, touched the end of his eyes with his fingertips, and joked softly: "The bones are heavy and the spirit is cold, and the phoenix eyes cut water. No wonder Mr. Pu gave him After you read the fortune teller, I will take the initiative to be your teacher."

You don’t need a skin to be a king, but you need a good skin to please a woman.

"In ten years' time, will the queen still recognize me?"

The chamberlain suddenly heard Pei Zhi's voice and didn't know how to respond.

Who doesn't know that His Majesty is jealous of eunuchs, and even the eunuchs serving in front of the Xuanshi Palace are often changed, and there is never a fixed number, let alone what he did today, where he kept talking to the eunuchs.

There was a sudden sound outside. Pei Zhi frowned and saw the famous guard coming in and presenting a sealed letter.

"Your Majesty, Chi Ying sent it."

Pei Zhi took the letter, opened it and glanced at it. He suddenly paused, his eyes fixed on a certain part of the letter paper, and his expression went blank for a moment.

He stood up and walked out. When he arrived at Xuanshi Hall, he happened to see the figure of Pingyang Hou.

After Yu Xiuyun made a special trip back to the Hou Mansion, he was eager to enter the palace to see him.

As soon as Pingyang Hou saluted, he heard His Majesty say: "Did the doctor make a mistake?"

With a smile frozen on his face, Yu Xiuyun wondered why the reaction was exactly the same. He coughed lightly and said, "It's unlikely. I just returned to the Marquis Mansion and met Que Wen."

"He said that the queen did not wear the hairpin every day, so the three-month period was not allowed, and... he said he wanted to see what the queen had eaten during that period."

When he heard the word "Que Wen", Pei Zhi's expression was as if he had been soaked in ice water. He ordered his servants to come in and ordered: "Taiguan and Tangguan asked them to bring them the records of the queen's meals."

After he finished speaking, he asked after a while: "Does she want it?"

"think."

"Let Que Wen go." Pei Zhi clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, "I will send someone to Nanshan to invite his junior sister."

"Your Majesty, what I just said is that she wants this child."

"I'm not deaf yet."

A man in black clothes stood on the Dan steps, looking at Marquis Pingyang with his eyes slightly lowered, and said word by word: "Yu Tingwan should use the best."

Yu Xiuyun was still in a trance. He never thought that His Majesty would be willing to let Que Wen go.

After Pingyang Marquis presented the score, he saw Pei Zhi gently touching the writing on it with his fingers, and whispered: "Your Majesty, if she doesn't want to come back, what will happen to this child?"

Yu Xiuyun's voice was gentle: "Your Majesty, you still remember what happened to Prince Zhaoming."

The young man who was punished by Pei Zhi because he had the blood of Prince Zhaoming on his body, after all, they were still cousins.

"I will prepare a will in advance and hand it over to Zhenyiwei and Zhenyi Xiaowei, and give him the throne."

Yu Xiuyun paused for a moment and felt helpless: "Your Majesty, what I mean is that the queen must have thought of this danger."

Hearing this, Pei Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Marquis Pingyang, and said softly: "You seem to have changed a lot recently. Before, you wished I could separate from the queen."

"I haven't."

The corners of Yu Xiuyun's eyes twitched slightly. He had just been feeling nervous lately about hiding things from his sister.

Every time he saw a touch of snow under Pei Zhi's hair crown, Marquis Pingyang couldn't help but wonder what his Majesty's reaction would be if he saw His Majesty like this one day, and whether he would be blamed for never mentioning this.

Especially yesterday, she didn't even think about it seriously for too long, and made her decision in less than half a quarter of an hour, which made Marquis Pingyang even more flustered.

Seeing what Yu Xiuyun was thinking, Pei Zhi said coldly: "Marquis Pingyang, don't mention me in front of her. She will definitely become suspicious if you do it too many times."

"She is in a much better mood after leaving the palace. Now tell her that she has never escaped my sight." The young emperor's expressionless face, like an ice sculpture and a jade sculpture, finally changed, and his voice was so soft and ethereal, "You will hate me later. of."

After Pingyang Hou left, there was only one person left in the palace.

Pei Zhi was sitting behind the imperial court, wanting to comment on the memorials, when he suddenly remembered that the memorials had been sent to the Jiaofang Hall, and the Xuan Chamber Hall was now where the alchemists summoned spirits.

I don't know if Yu Tingwan will go out on a certain day and hear the street talk. I'm afraid I might think that he has become a foolish king and actually believes in alchemists.

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Jokhang Temple, the most popular temple in Sili, was closed for three days, and even several masters who usually only practiced Zen showed up to greet the distinguished guests.

The temples and official roads were all lined with guards in garb, and the sound of rumbles was heard, followed by a dozen seemingly low-key carriages, all decorated with the axes and axes of the gargoyles, and all the officials gave way to them.

All the ordinary monks in the temple thought that the person who came was some high-ranking military officer who was highly valued by the emperor. The scene was so grand.

Until I saw the leader of the man, he had long eyebrows and stern expression. Even though his pace was leisurely and elegant, he still had a sense of oppression, making people afraid to spy.

It wasn't until he got closer and saw the dragon pattern on the black clothes coming to life in the sunlight from the corner of his eye that he was shocked to realize that the emperor was coming.

When the emperor in front of him was the crown prince, he mocked King Liang for worshiping Buddhism in the south of the Yangtze River: "Building Buddhist temples is a way of creating chaos."

The abbot had only known that His Majesty was coming, but had no idea what he wanted to do, so he felt a little uneasy.

"I want to reshape the golden body of the Buddha statue." Pei Zhi paused and ordered someone to open the box he brought, which was filled with more than a dozen carriages of Buddhist seven treasures. "Previously, King Jiangdu came here to ask for Chuannan. Red Buddhist beads are very effective."

The abbot did not dare to take credit. Your Majesty is a living ancestor and cannot be treated as an ordinary believer.

When Pei Zhi attacked the King of Liang, he ordered his men to go to temples without money or food. Fu Xun was the most frantic. Seeing that there were too many Buddhist temples in Jinling, many young men hid and became monks, forcing them to return to secular life and join the Wei army.

The abbot said calmly: "Your Majesty is the incarnation of a true dragon. He has destiny on his shoulders. There is no need to rely on Buddha's protection."

Pei Zhi didn't say anything. When he was standing in the main hall, he asked Master Yuanyajue beside him: "Do I also need to kneel down and worship?"

Master Yuanyejue usually talks little, but at this moment he was forced to speak forcefully.

"Your Majesty ended the troubled times, determined the rivers and mountains, attacked the barbarians in the north, and saved the common people from fire and water. This is the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas, so there is no need to kneel down again."

Pei Zhi chuckled: "In that case, it would be inappropriate for me to kneel down and worship."

He motioned for the others to leave, and the guards closed the palace door tightly and stood guard outside.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the man in dragon robe walked out of the hall with a calm expression and did not stay any longer.

The dozen or so carriages returned to Chang'an on the same route, but only one changed direction.