Come on, Your Highness

Master Zhichan really looked at Xiao Hong with admiration. Although the emperor only brought a team of guards and was dressed in casual clothes, it seemed that he came here for a private visit.

But to come in person like this, the kindness shown to the eldest prince is really amazing.

"I heard that the master is a half-Buddha, and his divination skills are superb. Why do you think my son's marriage is so difficult and the twists and turns are difficult to continue?" Dare not wantonly answer.

But Master Zhichan was no ordinary monk after all, he twirled the Buddhist beads, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and said: "Amitabha, it's just that the marriage has not yet come."

Emperor Tiangan was quite satisfied with this answer, his face suddenly became gentle, and then asked: "When did the master think my son's marriage?"

Xiao Hong, who used to watch his mind with his eyes and nose, couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at Master Zhichan.

But the latter's face was still calm, "Amitabha, I dare not speak nonsense, and I can only answer the doubts of the emperor and the eldest prince after tomorrow's divination."

Emperor Tiangan nodded, and suddenly asked curiously: "What's so special about this divination? Do you want to burn incense and take a bath, and borrow utensils?"

Master Zhichan shook his head, "Your Majesty, I don't know how to use hexagrams."

Emperor Tiangan suddenly darkened his face, "What did you say?"

Master Zhichan sighed and said: "The old monk's method is just to calculate the date of asking the Buddha based on the horoscope of His Highness's birthday. The answer was told by the Buddha. What I did was just to tell the two benefactors."

"Ask Buddha?"

"Amitabha, ask the Buddha in your heart, and the Buddha will tell you."

This is too bragging!Even if you are anxious to become famous all over the world, you should take it easy!Xiao Hong really wanted to tear down the stage, whoever believes is stupid.

"It seems that the master can talk to the Buddha." Emperor Tiangan laughed suddenly, with a hint of coolness in his voice, "I'm afraid the abbot of the Huguo Temple would not dare to say this."

Sure enough, his father is wise and powerful, but he just doesn't believe it.

Xiao Hong just depends on how the old monk justifies himself.If Xin Dao ruined his good deed, let alone Huguo Temple, it is possible for him to demolish Qinglian Temple.

Probably received Xiao Hong's resentful eyes, Master Zhichan smiled slightly, his face was indifferent, "Amitabha, I don't know how others are, but the old monk's hexagrams have been like this for more than ten years."

For more than ten years, countless people have gone up the mountain to divination, and these people are proof.

Emperor Tiangan frowned. He naturally sent someone to inquire before he came, and everyone he heard said that Zhichan was extremely accurate.

"Whether you listen or not is up to you, and whether you believe it or not is up to you. This old man is just a matter of loyalty."

Well, this is the ultimate answer to cheating.That's right, it's not that Zhi Chan is begging to divination for Xiao Hong, but that the latter has climbed the Mingxin Ladder because of his reputation, and he reluctantly agrees with such sincerity.

If you don't believe me, you can leave.

When the emperor came in person, Qinglian Temple naturally cleaned up the largest and best huts. However, the temple looked simple, even if it took out the best things, it didn't look good.

Except that the house could not be changed, Eunuch Huang changed almost all the furnishings in the squatter room, for fear that the emperor would not live comfortably.

"Just one night, Eunuch Huang, you are too particular, aren't you?" Xiao Hong walked in, feeling that he had returned to the palace.

"Your Majesty has a body of ten thousand gold, how can he live in such a shabby place, and he can't be wronged even for one night." Mr. Huang said it as a matter of course.

Seeing that the place has been tidied up and Emperor Tiangan is sitting at the table drinking tea, Eunuch Huang said, "Your Highness, the old slaves where you live also have to go and have a look."

"Ah? No need, I've been sleeping for so many days."

Eunuch Huang stared, and said in disbelief: "You are a prince, you are a rich man, really... you don't have a servant around you, you are too casual."

Without waiting for Xiao Hong's objection, he ordered people to take things and go to Xiao Hong's hut.

As soon as Eunuch Huang left, only Xiao Hong and Emperor Tiangan were left in the room, and Xiao Hong turned around and closed the door.

He knew there was a ghost at a glance, and Emperor Tiangan just looked at him quietly while holding a cup of tea.

I saw Xiao Hong grinning, and quickly rushed to the emperor, pulled open the front of his clothes, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, and put it on the table.

He opened it numbly, and it turned out to be chicken cut into chunks. It smelled delicious, and it was the beggar's chicken that was roasted by the river in the evening.

Emperor Tiangan was stunned.

"It's not good to be an emperor. You can't lose your dignity in everything you do, and you have to pay attention to etiquette when you eat. My son sees that although you only ate a few bites, you don't seem to care much. When you eat beggar chicken You obviously looked at it several times, you must like to eat it. I have a quick eye, and before they did it, I unloaded a chicken leg and hid it in advance."

As Xiao Hong said, he pulled out two chopsticks from his sleeve, opened the lid of the teapot, and washed it carelessly. When it is hot, although the taste is not as good as when it is just cooked, it is still very delicious. In addition to the vegetarian food in this temple, there is no meat at all, so don’t dislike it.”

Emperor Tiangan took a look at the wet chopsticks, and the corner of his mouth twitched, there was still a piece of tea sticking to it.

Xiao Hong followed his line of sight, suddenly embarrassed, smiled apologetically, and took it back in embarrassment, "Well, the movement was too fast, I didn't see it clearly, I'll wash it again."

Before Emperor Tiangan could speak, Xiao Hong opened the lid of the teapot again and stirred it in. This time, he shook it carefully and saw that there was no leaf on the chopsticks before he respectfully handed it to the emperor, and assured him: "Father, it's clean. You can eat at ease."

Although the tea leaves were gone, the water stains were not yet dry. Emperor Tiangan sighed deeply, wondering how Xiao Hong developed such a frizzy character.

But my son, there is really nothing to be picky about, and it is very touching to think about him like this.

"Ah, don't hesitate, eat quickly, the stove is quite far from here, I'm afraid of the cold, and I ran all the way here with my arms in my arms, but I didn't dare to ask for help." Xiao Hong urged.

Emperor Tiangan then took the chopsticks, put a piece in his mouth, and the chicken was still hot.

As he chewed, he wondered if Xiao Hong had added some weird seasonings, and it tasted even better than before.

Emperor Tiangan said: "Come here."

"What are you doing?" As soon as Xiao Hongcai came to him, the emperor tore open the skirt of his clothes. Xiao Hong was so startled that he quickly jumped away, closed the skirt and looked at his father in horror, "What are you doing?"

"What are you hiding!" Emperor Tiangan said displeased, "Come here, let me see if it's burnt."

The chicken is so hot, if you put it in your arms, it will be strange if it doesn't burn red through the lining material.

"Oh..." Xiao Hong felt relieved, quickly shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's all right."

Emperor Tiangan didn't believe it, so he lowered his face and said: "It's so hot, how could it be possible that you didn't get burned? I can feel your filial piety, but if you neglect yourself because of this, I will be very displeased."

"It's really not there." Seeing that Emperor Tiangan was really angry, Xiao Hong reluctantly opened his clothes and took out a stack of warm silver bills, "I'm not stupid, so how can I bear it if I iron something or not?" Live. Parents who suffer from body, hair and skin, if I let myself get hurt just to show my filial piety, that would be too fake."

Hearing this tone, Xiao Hong was quite proud.

And Emperor Tiangan looked at the stack of bank notes on the table with a really complicated expression.

The old Xiao family has also been passed down for hundreds of years. Looking at all the promising descendants, whoever deserves the title is Xiao Hong.

Although the queen is gone, Emperor Tiangan feels that he is not messing around with Xiao Hong's teachings. How did he develop such an indescribable temperament?

Who would use silver bills to insulate the heat!

A bank note is very thin, but a stack of it is very thick, and the effect is quite good.

Emperor Tiangan opened it up and took a look. After a rough calculation, there were tens of thousands of taels. This stingy brat...

So the question came, he pointed at the bank note and asked, "Why do you carry so much money with you?"

Xiao Hong was a little embarrassed, "That..." He cleared his throat, and whispered under the gaze of Emperor Tiangan, "Bribe."

"what?"

"Ah, Zhichan, I just want him to give me a good divination."

Emperor Tiangan sneered, "Then you are really generous."

Xiao Hong clutched his chest and said, "You're not generous, your heart is bleeding, but what's more heartbreaking is that this old monk refuses to take oil and salt, and refuses to take it! Could it be that I didn't give enough?"

People from outside the country, if they took the money, wouldn't they burn the appearance of the eminent monk who has been hard-won for more than ten years?

"Okay, keep the bank notes. Since I'm here, I won't allow him to talk nonsense tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xiao Hong nodded silently.

In the early morning of the second day, Xiao Hong followed Emperor Tiangan to the outside of the Daxiong Hall. The monks of Qinglian Temple stood on both sides of the hall, and only Master Zhichan sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue.

Two young novice monks led them to the side hall. Amitabha Buddha said, and they bowed together and said: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, the presiding officer is asking the Buddha, please wait here for a moment."

I thought it would be a long wait, but in less than half an hour, the master came in, followed by a monk holding a box in his hand.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, Your Highness, the answer is in this box."

Eunuch Huang took the box and opened it. Inside was a very simple piece of white paper folded in half.

The whole process is really unremarkable, but the way is simple, if it is true that asking the Buddha is just asking questions from the bottom of your heart, why bother to mobilize people and pay attention to ostentation.

Emperor Tiangan looked at the white paper and asked, "I don't know how the Buddha enlightened the master?"

"It's like a dream, like an illusion, without words or words, only the answer floats in my heart."

Emperor Tiangan picked up the paper and spread it out, and there were only two words in it - Jiguan.

Suddenly, he frowned deeply.

Men's twenties and the crown can become adults.

Does this mean we have to wait another four years?But it was too long.

It doesn't matter among the people, but Xiao Hong is expected by him. Could it be that he has been a bachelor until he reaches the crown?

"Father?"

Xiao Hong next to him stretched his neck and kept giving him winks.

Emperor Tiangan gave him the paper, Xiao Hong saw it and immediately exclaimed: "My darling, at that time the second and third child will all marry the princess, maybe they will have a child too!"

Xiao Hong's focus is always different from others.

Emperor Tiangan said: "Master, is there a way to change it?"

Master Zhichan smiled slightly, "Your Majesty, this is a marriage, what matters is fate, not a blessing or a curse, and there is no need to change it."

Xiao Hong asked, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Hong admired Master Zhi Chan's ability of Hu Yao, and the latter also lamented Xiao Hong's ability to act on every occasion, even the Ninth Five-Year Master dared to fool him, no one had the courage.

Master Zhichan replied unhurriedly: "Marriage is only a matter of time. If you want to advance it, you have to change your fate. In addition to marriage, there are also blessings and misfortunes, wealth, kinship, and longevity... Once the trajectory changes, these will change accordingly. Your Highness is a son of a dragon, surrounded by dragon aura, is destined to be rich and powerful, and has a cheerful personality, so he is a rare and blessed person. Why take the risk of changing your fate for the sake of the marriage that will eventually come?"

What he said made sense, Emperor Tiangan nodded slightly.

Xiao Hong was overjoyed, but muttered in his mouth: "Really, what will happen if I get married early?"

"I don't know."

Master Zhichan retired and left leisurely, while Xiao Hong lamented in the side hall.

Emperor Tiangan looked at him, "You don't look so sad?"

Xiao Hong said: "Disappointment is definitely disappointment, but when I wanted to bribe him at the beginning, I planned to put it on. Now it's just two years of bachelor, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. The most important thing is..." He He smiled, patted his chest, and said happily, "It's a good thing I didn't take out the 1 taels, or I'd be in a lot of trouble."

After hearing this, Eunuch Huang didn't let out his laughter, so he quickly shut his mouth.

Emperor Tiangan glared at him, "Excellent!"

Xiao Hong naturally didn't care. Since the matter was temporarily resolved, he breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that in four years, he could always think of a good way to deal with it.

And the next thing is...

The Ministry of Internal Affairs, who has been greedy for his money, grandpa is here!

Although Emperor Tiangan left the palace lightly and quietly, he didn't walk very carefully. There were many people in the palace, and anyone who was interested would know it after careful inquiry.

Besides, today he just went to court.

While everyone was still guessing his whereabouts, the emperor came back!

And brought the eldest prince back together, this is going up the mountain to pick up his son!

Eunuch Huang couldn't pick up people, so the emperor went to pick them up in person. This kind of honor was like a radiance shining on Xiao Hong's body, which made people look sideways.

All the voices that satirized Xiao Hong overtly and secretly disappeared in an instant, so what if he lost the three marriages, he is still the most beloved son of the emperor.

Yes, now no one doubts Xiao Hong's position in Emperor Tiangan's heart.

In the evening, at the reception banquet, concubines, clan relatives and important ministers attended, and the specifications were comparable to New Year's Eve.

Xiao Hong was dressed in a prince's python suit, and sitting among the princes, he seemed to be still the cynical person, but at this moment, the eyes of everyone looking at him had changed.

After becoming king, the next level up is the prince, and Xiao Hong has been the closest person to this position from the beginning to the end.

In the harem, as long as there is a place for concubines with high grades, even if the concubine feels ashamed to death, if she doesn't want to, she can only grit her teeth and pretend to be smiling and happy.

What she was worried about finally happened. Xiao Hong has grown up and will soon start a mansion to live alone. He is no longer so vulnerable, so the emperor no longer hides his expectation and love for his eldest son.

She looked at Xiao Ming who was sitting next to Xiao Hong, and she couldn't hide the unwillingness in her eyes.

Sitting on a high place, she could see very clearly the changes in the eyes of the clan ministers, but there was nothing she could do.

It's now March, and the draft has begun.

At the banquet, the emperor gave marriage proposals to several clan children of the right age, until finally it was Xiao Hong's turn, but Emperor Tiangan was a little hesitant.

All the people waited with bated breath. Now among the noble ladies to be selected, there are no more family backgrounds like the first three, unless you let go of the age, let's talk about the younger ones, there are quite a few choices.

And those who were not optimistic about Xiao Hong before have begun to change their minds now.

What's more, what about someone like Liang Guogong who was willing?

Although it was a pity that he rejected He Xichao, if Song Qian could be directly elected as Princess Ying, it would be the best. The age difference of five years is not too big. Older people know how to love others!As long as Xiao Hong is willing to wait, he has absolutely no objection.

Song Qian is in good health and has a dignified character. As his grandfather, he must eat good food and drink to cultivate his body, live a few more years, and absolutely guarantee that those ridiculous things will not happen.

There are not a few people who think like Liang Guogong.

But there are also some people who secretly hope that the emperor will choose someone with a poor family background, such as the Princess Liyang who has worked hard.

It is impossible to change course now, she is so proud that she will not bow her head because of this.

If the final result is such a result that only looks at family status and does not look at age matching, she will die like a noble concubine.

Following the emperor's silence, it seemed that there was an undercurrent of turmoil at the banquet.

But only Xiao Hong lowered his head, stared at the bowl of abalone and four treasure soup in front of him, and licked his lips.

The mountain is either green vegetables and radishes or the wild game barbecue he made. No matter how delicious it is, I am tired of eating it for so many days. After finally returning to the palace, I finally ate the delicacies made by the imperial dining room again. Say it now!

It seemed that Xiao Hong's resentment had passed on, and Emperor Tiangan finally said: "It is rumored that Master Zhichan, the abbot of Qinglian Temple, is a half-Buddha, and divination is like a god. A hexagram of marriage, until today I finally know why his marriage is not going well."

And this one?

Princess Liyang's heart moved, and she asked with a smile: "Dare to ask Brother Emperor, what is the reason for this hexagram?"

"The marriage has not yet come, and the marriage of my eldest prince is relatively late!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone finally realized that it was to give an explanation to the recent gossip!

"But no matter how late, there will always be a deadline." Prince Guang said.

"And the crown, after the king of England and the crown, it will be smooth."

This... Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, isn't it a bit late.

But Emperor Tiangan didn't want to explain too much, he looked at Xiao Hong and called out, "Hong'er."

Xiao Hong quickly stood up, "Father?"

"It seems that you will have to wait a few years before you can marry a wife."

Xiao Hong spread his hands helplessly, "It's okay to wait for a few years, but I'm afraid the younger brothers will all have to rush ahead of me."

The emperor suddenly laughed, as if he didn't care about the four years of waiting.

However, the faces of Concubine Gui and Concubine Lan were not good-looking.

This ending is not a good thing for them. There are more than three girls of the right age. I thought that the emperor would choose one of the remaining ones for Xiao Hong, but I didn't expect that they would not give the marriage right away!

If Xiao Yi and Xiao Ming marry the concubine ahead of time, even thinking about it, the family status will not be so high. Otherwise, once Xiao Hong reaches the crown, if he can't find a girl from a better family background for a while, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the emperor?

On the other side, there is someone who wants to fight for Princess Ying, so why not just keep the daughter who can wait at home for Xiao Hong?

Neither of these situations is what they want to see.

It seems that the only consolation is that the hexagram has been extended for four years, and there are too many things that can be done during this period.

Fortunately, Master Zhichan seems to be an eminent monk, and the hexagram may not mean the meaning of the emperor, otherwise, if it is just a fig leaf, why bother to give up eighteen and take twenty?

It shows that God has not blocked their way out.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the two empresses couldn't help softening, they exchanged glances with each other, and smiled tacitly.