Come on, Your Highness

In order to save the ten thousand taels of silver, Xiao Hong resolutely went up the Mingxin Ladder. At that moment, he felt that this choice was extremely wise.

Thinking of his brave and capable eldest prince, what is a mere hour and a half mountain road?

Praying for Buddha so sincerely today, if it is spread out in the future, it will be a good story!

Presumably He Xichao would be very relieved when he found out.

However, thinking too beautifully, was finally slapped severely by reality.

If today's Xiao Hong is the one who is alive and kicking on weekdays, he is naturally not afraid, but he is so happy that his toes are sad!

The imperial physician said, be careful when walking, and it is not advisable to run. Although climbing the stone steps does not run or jump, the requirements on the feet are higher, because they are always exerting force.

Less than halfway up the mountain, Xiao Hong's injured toe was already swollen, not to mention the pain, the shoes that fit him became a little squeezed due to the swelling, and the upper of the shoe kept squeezing the toe. Every time he took a step, Xiao Hong would gasp Cool, he grinned in pain, almost doubting life.

When climbing halfway, Xiao Hong regretted it.

It's a pity that people are halfway up the mountain at this time, complaining that every day should not be done, and that the land is not working. This regret came a little late.

Whether to grit his teeth and insist on climbing up, or give up and go down the mountain directly through the front door, Xiao Hong almost cried after thinking about half a stick of incense in place.

At this time of day, even after going down the mountain, it is already dark, and in a sparsely populated place, where can I find someone to give me a ride?

"Xi Chao, I'm so miserable—"

Finally, with a cry of grief, he was desperate, touched the bank note on his chest, continued to drag his feet and slowly move up with tears in his eyes.

The so-called self-inflicted can't live, is it probably what he is saying?

There was no way to go, so he could only go forward. Along the way, he found a branch that was almost as high as him. He scraped off the side branches and leaves, and held it in his hand as a crutch. Xiao Hong suddenly felt that he could hold on for a long time.

Xiao Hong, as He Xichao said, is naturally optimistic and doesn't like to blame others.

At this moment, there was no one else around, so he began to talk to himself, pouring out all the things that he dared not say and couldn't say on weekdays to the mountain.

The most talked about is...

"I am Xiao Hong, I want to marry Xichao, the only wish in my life is to marry Xichao."

"I'm Xiao Hong. I just want to marry Xichao. If you hear about it, Jade Emperor, let me marry Xichao."

"I'm Xiao Hong. I want to marry Xichao. If I marry Xichao, I can throw everything away."

"I'm Xiao Hong, and I still want to marry Xichao. If you can hear me, Lord Buddha of the Western Paradise, let me marry Xichao."

"I'm Xiao Hong, and I want to marry Xi Chao, whether to marry or not, as long as it is Xi Chao."

"I'm Xiao Hong, I must marry Xichao, God, you must let me marry Xichao."

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, I can marry whoever I like, and I don't care about anyone."

"Don't say anything, Xiao Hong just wants to marry Xi Chao."

"Marry Xi Chao!"

……

Marrying and marrying, this foot seemed to be numb with pain, but I didn't feel much pain.

In the end, relying on the perseverance of marrying Xichao, he climbed to the last step of the back mountain of Qinglian Temple.

Suddenly Xiao Hong felt that his mind and body had been sublimated at this moment...

I saw two lanterns standing in front of me, and two young monks were waiting on both sides of the steps.

"Amitabha, the Ladder of Enlightenment has been completed. I, the Buddha, feel the sincerity of the almsgiver. It's just that it's getting late. It's better to wait until tomorrow to see the host. Now please come with the little monk."

However, Xiao Hong didn't move while leaning on his crutches. In the silence, he suddenly sat down on the steps, looked at the dark road from a distance, and sighed deeply.

The little novice looked over suspiciously, "Sponsor?"

Xiao Hong didn't look back, but asked in a deep and unpredictable voice: "I wonder if there is anyone who understands medicine in your temple?"

The two novice monks glanced at each other, and one of them said: "Amitabha, the Qinglian Temple has some medical knowledge, and the presiding officer and the masters are better."

Xiao Hong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"Did the benefactor come to seek medical treatment?" the little novice asked curiously.

Xiao Hong looked up at the crescent moon and stars in the sky, and shook his head.

The two young novice monks were a little puzzled, but they were only responsible for responding, and this caring-looking benefactor should be handed over to the host.

"Almsgiver, why don't you follow the little monk into the temple first, the hut is ready, you look tired, you should have a good rest."

Xiao Hong didn't object, and nodded, but he turned his head and gave them a quiet look, "Come here, both of you."

The little monks were puzzled.

"Come and help me, I hurt my foot and I can't walk anymore." I'm a bit short-sighted!

In the end Xiao Hong alarmed the host, because the toe was swollen like a steamed bun after taking off his shoes and socks.The toenail on the top has completely separated from the nail bed, and now it is bruised and oozing with blood, pus and yellow are oozing, and the socks are stuck together, and they can't be separated for a while. People watching this scene can't help but feel the pain in their feet.

Several monks holding gauze medicine jars and laying hands looked at Xiao Hong who was silent and extremely calm, and couldn't help being respectful, with admiration in his eyes.

But at the same time, I couldn't help but let out a sigh, how much obsession it is to be able to endure such pain if you dare to climb the ladder of enlightenment like this.

Under the dim candlelight, Xiao Hong watched the presiding master Zhichan cut the sock with scissors, leaving only the part sticking to the wound.Then he took a bowl of water and said, "The benefactor will hold on for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he scooped up the water in the bowl and sprinkled it on the adhesions of the wound. Suddenly, a sour pain came over him. Xiao Hong snorted, grabbed the edge of the bed cabinet, and asked tremblingly, "You, what are you talking about?" Something went up, it hurt me to death!"

He subconsciously wanted to kick, but was held firmly by one hand, unable to move.

"It's just salt water. It softens the wound. Take off the socks to apply the medicine. Donate and be patient." Master Zhichan said.

The so-called sprinkling salt on the wound makes the pain worse, Xiao Hong's eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't express his pain, "Okay, okay, then take it easy." After speaking, he was worried and added, "Is it too dark here? Can you see clearly? Masters, can we light two more candles?"

The temple is so majestic, don't save money for two candles!He sighed in his heart, what a crime!

Master Zhichan saw that he looked unlovable, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and was also a little curious in his heart.

Although the Mingxin Ladder is high, it is not difficult to climb the mountain because of the paved stone steps.As long as you have perseverance and waste some time and energy, even weak women can climb up.

Every year, there are countless people who climb the ladder of enlightenment, but they are often those who have bitterness, resentment, and lingering worries.

However, it is rare to see such contradictions as Xiao Hong.

If he had to grit his teeth and go up the mountain even with swollen toes, he must be obsessed and forbearing.

But it was only in front of his eyes that he realized that this young man was lively and unrestrained, not like the kind who got into a dead end and needed to be solved.

So why on earth did this man Deng Ming feel hurt?

The salt water softened the wound, and it was much easier to separate the sock material, which came off quickly.Master Zhichan picked up the scissors and cut off his toenails, then cleaned the wound, applied herbs, and tied gauze. Although his movements were slow, he seemed to be used to this kind of injury.

Xiao Hong looked at this great Zen master who was famous in the capital, and always felt that this wrinkled face was just an ordinary old monk no matter how he looked at it, and he didn't have the airs of a half-educated monk.

It was when he raised his eyes to comfort Xiao Hong, the tranquility and tranquility in his eyes was quite good.

"I heard that the master can spy on the secrets of heaven and solve the disasters of the world, isn't it?"

Master Zhichan shook his head and said: "This is the ability of my Buddha. I am also more than ordinary people, with a body of flesh and blood. How can I have such great supernatural powers. The benefactor Liao Zan."

"When I came, a coachman told me that you made a fortune teller for him, and pointed him to avoid suffering. He highly respects the master, and it doesn't look like he is lying."

Master Zhichan laughed, "The benefactor walked through the Mingxin Ladder, dare to ask how is the scenery along the way? The world's troubles were unsolvable at the time, but looking back and forth, they are just waves in life. The difference lies in the word state of mind. Look, the nature is open, and the worries will disappear, why do I need to talk too much?"

The mountain road of Mingxin Ladder is quiet and winding, with towering trees along the road, accompanied by the singing of birds and insects. It is a road close to nature, far away from the hustle and bustle, and independent of the world.

The mountain road is long enough and high enough. At the end of an hour and a half of climbing, you must be panting and sweating. At this moment, you suddenly meet the mountain gate. Looking back, you can't help but feel a sense of enlightenment.

With the magical power of nature, many people can improve their state of mind without the enlightenment of Master Zhichan.

Many things can be solved with a different mood and thinking, and if you are enlightened by a Zen master, you can go down the mountain reborn, which is miraculous.

After thinking about it, Xiao Hong made sense, and couldn't help but stroked his chin and nodded.

Since this master Zhichan is not so godlike, can he ask for help to make up a marriage and make a lottery?

It seems that it is easy to talk, so there should be no need to throw a silver ticket, right?

"The benefactor has passed the ladder of enlightenment, can you ask me what's on your mind?" Master Zhichan asked gently because he didn't understand why.

Xiao Hong immediately shook his head, thinking about how to speak so as not to appear so deliberate.

Seeing Xiao Hong's hesitation, Master Zhichan was not in a hurry, so he got up and said, "The almsgiver's feet may not be able to move for the time being, so he has to live on the mountain for a few days. You can think about it slowly. The old monk is waiting for you at any time. I am tired today, so I will rest earlier. Bar."

Xiao Hong straightened his body and bent slightly, "Thank you, Master."

Master Zhichan clasped his hands together and returned the gift, but when he left, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that the jade pendant hanging on Xiao Hong's waist had been turned upside down, with the word "English" vaguely engraved on it.

In the early morning of the second day, the people of the capital looked at the large number of forbidden soldiers who appeared in the streets and alleys with fear and curiosity. They were carrying portraits and searching along the streets and alleys. Everyone thought they were fugitives, but unexpectedly it was the First Prince!

The eldest prince is gone!

This is so strange!

But thinking about the recent rumors, the eldest prince's marriage failed, even a clay figurine can't stand it, it's normal to hide and be ashamed to see others.

While people sympathized with him, they couldn't help ridiculing him.

The common people love to hear the jokes about the emperor's relatives.

"I'm afraid I offended Yuelao, and the marriage is not going well."

"But there are so many girls in the world, and it's not just these three. Wouldn't it be good if the emperor and his old man pointed out one more?"

"Hey, what do you know? Is this prince marrying a wife just to get a wife to carry on the family line? It depends on the power behind it."

"I heard that these three girls have the best family background, and the Eldest Prince is not happy to just point to one of the others!"

……

He Xichao tried his best not to close his eyes the whole night. Although he knew where Xiao Hong was, he was still a little worried. That man hurt his feet.

I don't know what kind of punches I punched in the middle of the night, and I don't care about the three girls. Is it because he was too excited because of his unexpected confession?

That's too worthless, right?

There was silence in the harem, Fanghua Palace wisely closed the palace door, no one cared about what he was doing secretly.

On the contrary, Xiao Yi, Xiao Ming and the others just went to the study room and went out of the palace to ask about the situation.

Regardless of whether he was genuinely worried or had some other purpose, He Xichao ran around, haggard all night, with a messy heart and a godless look, which fits the image of a companion who is worried about the prince.

It was Prince Guang's son who told Princess Xiao Hong Anyue about it, but Xiao Hong disappeared the next day. He felt very sorry, and when he came over, he asked: "Xi Chao, have you looked for it? Is there any news about Brother Da Tang? ?”

Everyone looked at He Xichao, but the latter still shook his head with a gloomy expression and didn't even bother to say anything.

In the evening, when the day was almost over, there was still no news from Xiao Hong.

He Xichao couldn't help but said to himself: "Is there anything else I haven't looked for? Where did this guy go? Why don't even I say it!"

At this point, He Xichao's face became sullen, and the aura on his cold face looked quite scary.

Then he turned his head to look at these people, and asked blankly: "If these things happened to several of you, what would you do?"

Who would be as unlucky as Xiao Hong, since ancient times, so it shouldn't be my turn, but it's just in case?

Prince Pingjun blurted out as soon as he thought of himself, "I don't even have the face to face people, just go out and become a monk!"

As soon as the words were finished, He Xichao stood up abruptly, and then ran out without a word, Prince Guang's son followed immediately, and the other princes looked at each other and left together.

"Hey, is it really in the temple?" Prince Pingjun couldn't believe it, but suddenly he took it for granted.

Now that the entire city has been searched, there are people watching at the gates of the city. If there is no search, this is the only place that has been ignored.

"Brother Datang still has time to pray to the gods and Buddha, I guess I'm really sad." After he finished speaking, he hurried to catch up.

He Xichao's movements immediately reached Qingzheng Hall, Emperor Tiangan didn't sleep well last night, he always woke up easily when he was thinking about it.

The people sent out searched for a day, but they didn't find a single shadow, which made his face even more gloomy.

Eunuch Huang scolded the trash many times on his behalf, but it didn't dispel the emperor's anger.

It wasn't until He Xichao went to the Huguo Temple that Emperor Tiangan suddenly realized that he vaguely remembered Xiao Hong once said... Do you think I should go to the temple to worship? I feel that Princess Anyue may not be able to marry smoothly. Give me……

It was true that he couldn't get married, so Xiao Hong went to the temple, which was really something he would do.

But Emperor Tiangan still felt that something was wrong. Huguo Temple was full of incense, and there were many pilgrims coming and going. There were dignitaries and dignitaries going there almost every day. Why didn't any information leak out?

Emperor Tiangan paced back and forth in the study, waiting for the news, suddenly he stopped, turned around and ordered: "Huang Ji, send someone to Qinglian Temple immediately, Hong'er is probably there."

People who sincerely want to hide, how can they go to the kind of temple that can be recognized at any time!

As soon as he finished speaking, a guard came in and reported: "Your Majesty, He Xichao left Huguo Temple and went to Qinglian Temple."

Emperor Tiangan nodded, it seemed that He Xichao had already thought of it.

The author has something to say: Yao: Xiaohong, you are probably the only idiot.

Xiao Hong: This is my obsession. If you can't do it, I will never let you go.