marry a monk

Chapter Three

Back at Yudu Shrine, Siqin Desheng immediately rushed to see the emperor, Siqin Anran, and told him about the assassination incident during the hunt.

Although Siqin Anran, the emperor, is the king of a country, he is sick. His body is weaker than Siqin Desheng's. He can't stand or sit. His whole body is limp.When Siqin Desheng explained everything, he was still half lying on the couch.

"At that time, Feng Bomang did not recognize that I was the prince of the Chiwu Kingdom, and declared that I was the enemy army, and carried out annihilation and killing of our troops. The enemy was outnumbered, and the two hundred soldiers of the Han army were only less than a hundred. .”

"How many troops does Feng Bomang have?" Si Qin asked weakly.

"Looking at the formation, there should be tens of thousands of horses," Siqin Desheng replied.

"The opponent has tens of thousands of troops, and you have two hundred generals. In one battle, there are less than a hundred soldiers left. It's not bad." Si Qin Anran showed a smile on his face, and didn't mean to blame them.

"I'm ashamed to say, Uncle Emperor, the remaining dozens of soldiers will escape overnight with my nephew." Siqin Desheng lowered his eyes.

"If you don't show your courage for a while, it is a common strategy for military strategists to retreat bravely. Two hundred masters will fight against tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. You have the means."

Although Siqin Anran is in poor health, she has always admired this nephew.

"During this period of time, the borders of our country and the Cheqian Kingdom do have some intersections. There is a reason why Nan Wang Boye did this. As a younger brother, you should be considerate of him."

"Uncle, nephew and nephew are just worried about being used by people with ulterior motives. As for misunderstanding, it's not a big deal. My brother, just talk about everything."

"Since that's the case, Uncle Huang will let King Xuannan enter the palace to explain to you what's going on?"

The two were talking, when someone from the palace came to report: "Your Majesty, Nan Wang Boye is asking to see you."

"Look, Cao Cao will be here soon after saying Cao Cao, and I'll ask what's going on later, what's the fight between my brothers? I'm not afraid of being laughed at if I spread the word."

"My nephew sees the emperor's uncle." Siqin Boye knelt down and bowed in front of him. He was another tall and handsome man.

"Look at how well-behaved your two brothers are, there are no outsiders here, what do we uncles and nephews worship, get up quickly."

Although Si Qin Anran was ill, he doted on his two nephews very much and did not want them to be wronged.

Siqin Boye is the eldest son of his eldest brother Siqin Xinran, and Siqin Desheng is the eldest son of his second brother and the previous monarch Siqin Youran. These two nephews have been by his side since childhood, watching them grow up, and they have great respect for them. Character is very understanding.

"Bo Ye..." Before the emperor could speak, Si Qin Boye interrupted.

"Uncle Emperor, the Cheqian Kingdom has been harassing the border recently, and now we have received a letter of war from the Cheqian Kingdom, saying that the Emperor Shi Weiwei of the Cheqian Kingdom is going to marry Siqin Pingting as his concubine."

"Although Shi Weiwei is the king of a country, he is an old man in his seventies. He is more than 50 years older than Pingting. It is no exaggeration to be her grandfather. He is lustful and flirtatious. How can Pingting bear it and can't marry him. "

Siqin Boye was a little anxious. After all, Jing was his own younger sister, who followed her behind since she was a child, so she still had feelings for her.

"Oh? There is such a thing? Take a look at the war book." Si Qin sat upright safely.

"A young girl married to an old man, the age difference is too big, and there are no people in my Chiwu country, why do you want to marry so far away?"

Si Qin opened the gauntlet safely, it was okay if he didn't read it, but when he saw it, he was furious and threw the gauntlet on the ground.

"Threatening our country by sending seven princes to take turns attacking Pingting if we don't marry him over, it's really daring to bully no one in our country." He was gasping for breath.

"Uncle Huang, don't be angry, your body is important." Siqin Desheng followed his back.

"Bo Ye, the emperor asks you, who is standing in front of you?" After calming down, the emperor pointed to Siqin Desheng and asked.

"Uncle Huang, are you joking? He is the nephew's younger brother, why do you ask?" Si Qin Boye was stunned.

"It is said that your chief general, Feng Bomang, didn't know our Chiwu country's dignified Changsheng general. Ah." Si Qin Anran laughed.

"The emperor's words are serious." Siqin Boye knelt on the ground anxiously.

"It was all a misunderstanding. General Feng Bomang came back to report, and my nephew guessed that there was a misunderstanding. He has punished General Feng severely. Please forgive me."

"I can't forgive this crime, it depends on what your brother wants." Si Qin Anran winked at Si Qin Boye, signaling him to apologize to Si Qin Desheng.

"Desheng, look at this matter, General Feng has been severely punished, look..." Siqin Bo ambitiously turned to Siqin Desheng.

"Since Nanwang said it was a misunderstanding, then let's misunderstand, as long as there are no ulterior motives." Siqin Desheng said lightly.

"Never, never." Siqin Boye smiled.

"From my point of view, Boye will be responsible for the challenge of facing the Cheqian Kingdom. Pingting must not marry and let mermaid go. His Cheqian Kingdom has the Seventh Prince, and our Chiwu Kingdom also has two master musicians. If you fight, you will be afraid." Who? King Nan, in order to punish your negligent management of the generals of your opponents and compensate for the loss of King Changsheng, you will lead the troops to lead the team this time against Che Qianguo. Arrogance, fighting for my sister."

Si Qin Anran's sick appearance finally showed the dignity it should have.

"If you win a battle, you will be rewarded when you come back. If you lose, be careful that your butt will bloom, and you will be punished. Do you have the courage to accept the task?"

"The imperial uncle's imperial order, the minister and nephew should take the order." Siqin Boye bowed and saluted to accept the order.

"Okay, this is the royal style of our Siqin family. We behave frankly, do things clearly, fearlessly, and go forward bravely. I will make you the Marshal of the Army and Horses, and Feng Bomang as the General of the Vanguard. One hundred thousand elite soldiers will set off on another day."

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The next day at the Yudu Shrine, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers gathered outside the hall, and the emperor Siqin set up a large incense table, golden candles and cigarettes, delicious wine and fresh fruits, worshiped for nine days, and told all the saints, and shared the cause of the war, and wished the war a safe and triumphant victory .

After various worship and announcement ceremonies, Siqin Anran, supported by all the guards, handed Siqin Boye a glass of fine wine.

"God bless Chiwu with prosperity for a hundred years. I wish the emperor's nephew a safe journey. When the day when the wolf is killed is my nephew's triumphant return. At that time, the emperor's uncle will serve fine wine, welcome guests from ten miles away, and get drunk."

"The minister must live up to his holy order." Siqin Boye drank it down in one gulp.

With the sound of war drums, Siqin Boye ordered to dispatch troops: "Let's go..."

Seeing the shadow of the army going away, Siqin Desheng frowned, worried all the time: "Uncle Emperor, leading troops in battle has always been Desheng's forte. Take the Holy Order."

"King Changsheng is wrong. The sharper the knife, the sharper the battle. As long as you practice more, you will gain wisdom and experience. Besides, you and I are both sick cats, and autumn is coming soon. , the body is not suitable for leading troops to fight."

Si Qin Anran looked into the distance, and stroked the tuft of beard on her chin: "Since Yueyin was born, I feel that my body is getting worse day by day."

"Uncle Huang has a lot of things to do every day, please take care of the dragon body."

"Seeing that your 20th birthday is coming soon, you should start a family and settle down in the year of your crown. Don't be as self-willed as before, let the world worship me, beg me, and cry me, my heart is like iron. It has nothing to do with me that people in the world starve to death, die from cold, and die violently. These words must never be said, you are the prince of the Chiwu Kingdom and represent the image of our country, so you must not speak nonsense."

"Yes." Siqin Desheng replied respectfully.

"Your birthday is next month. What are your mother's and father's plans? It's an eventful time in our country, and the emperor's uncle doesn't want to make arrangements for you. Do you want to hold a Cuju match or go hunting in the snowy mountains? How about some event to celebrate?"

The emperor asked for his opinion.

"Cuju competition?" Siqin Desheng's eyes lit up, and a memory appeared clearly and brightly in front of him like lightning in the dark night.

He had just turned ten years old that year, and he looked like a young man with new eyebrows and bright eyes and white teeth, but his face was pale and his figure was weak due to asthma.

In order to recover his body, the then former emperor Siqin You'an specially invited the holy kings, elders and masters of the Xueyu Holy Palace to enter the Yudu Shrine to bless him.

The prince has been surrounded by various medicine pots since he was a child. He drinks medicine and takes baths every day. He is not interested in blessings and blessings, but also feels useless. His health is not good, and he is panting and uncomfortable every day.

A group of elder protectors in the palace kept chanting scriptures and singing. Although the singing was magnificent, he couldn't stand the cloudy cigarettes, which would only make his breathing more uncomfortable, so he sneaked into the back garden while everyone was not paying attention.

The eunuchs and court ladies were all busy with Buddhist activities, and no one noticed him.One person is walking on the lawn with nothing to do, there is a Cuju on the rockery!Pick it up and kick it with joy.

After kicking for a while, he realized that playing alone was really boring and lonely. He looked around, worrying that he had no playmates, and suddenly saw a young monk in noble robes walking towards the lawn.

"Hey, come and play together." The young prince Desheng shouted arrogantly.

"..." The monk ignored him.He came to look for the emperor. When he was praying just now, there was a memorial in the middle that required the emperor to salute and speak to the sky. The emperor was not here, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, come and play with us." He invited again.

"..." The little monk still didn't answer him.

"Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he is so timid that he dare not even play cuju." The young prince Desheng looked at him disdainfully.

The monk didn't mind what he said, and smiled kindly at him, and after performing the monk's ceremony with palms together, he was about to leave.

This little monk is the king of the snowy land, Mohan Nad, who has been trapped inside the high wall for many years, either chanting scriptures or worshiping, facing various scriptures and Buddhist teachings day and night, he has become boring.Hearing that someone invited him, his eyes lit up. He also wanted to play, but he couldn't play with the person in front of him.

Although this person in front of him is dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, but he looks sick, and he may lose after a few rounds of kicks.

"It's still the king of reincarnation, why not call it the bear king." The little prince Desheng rushed into the lawn without saying a word.

Little Saint King was provoked, ignored, and contemptuously provoked by his provocation, and the young man's heart was suddenly aroused. Without saying a word, he sprinted [-] meters into the arena, and two young men who had never met before had a life-and-death fight.

After half a stick of incense, the two of them were panting and sweating profusely, lying weakly on the grass, looking at the high and far sky.

"It's been a long time since I had such a good time, it's so cool!" The little prince Desheng turned his head to look at him.

"Well, I've never played like I did today, and I like it."

After all, he is a teenager at heart, and the little sage king has been occupied by various scriptures since he can remember. It is really like a dream to be able to play freely like today.

"Why don't you play? Is there no one to play like me?" Desheng asked curiously.

"No, I'm not allowed to play. In the past, the elders in the palace asked me to chant scriptures and worship every day. Now I am required to sit in meditation every day to accept the worship of the people. I can sit for a whole day. I'm so tired!" The face is bright red, it's important to be cute.

"I didn't expect you to be a poor person like me. I can't play either. They said I was sick, and I was panting when I moved. No one played with me from inside or outside the palace." Desheng Xiao The prince pouted pitifully, he didn't lie, his face was bleeding white from the wild run just now.

"I'm going back to the Snowy Holy Palace after finishing the ceremony. This may be the first time I play in my life, and it will also be the last time." The tone of the little holy king also changed, becoming a little bit reluctant.

"No, I'll go play with you when I recover from my illness." The little prince Desheng comforted him.

The two teenagers looked at each other and smiled, each other's shadows were imprinted in the four clear eyes...

Shivering cleverly, the memory seems to be sealed in the depths of the sea, and today it opened like a spring, and I remembered what the little holy king said that day, "Have we met somewhere before? Why do we have a familiar feeling?"

It turned out that we really met each other before, but why did I forget this past event?Is there any reason for this?He turned to look at the emperor.

"Uncle, did nephew and nephew hold religious activities in the palace when they were young, just to bless and pray?" He asked anxiously.

Hearing what he said, the emperor nodded, looked at him and asked: "Desheng, do you remember anything? When you were young, you had an illness. You had a high fever for a few days, and you fell into a coma for three days and three nights. I don't recognize us anymore, and I have forgotten many things. Now I suddenly mention it, do you remember something?" The emperor was also excited.

"So that's how it is." Siqin Desheng's face was shocked, and he was immediately full of energy.

"What the emperor said just now is that it's an eventful time for the country, so don't do anything about the birthday. That's it, my nephew will leave." Si Qin Desheng's eyes were shining brightly. At this moment, he had an idea, that is to go to Find Little Saint King.

"That's not okay, it's fine if it's normal, but your 20-year-old crowning banquet must be held, otherwise I can't explain it to your mother and father. Don't worry, there is still a month, think about it, and see what you want to do." What kind of event will you report to the emperor?"

"Okay." Siqin Desheng said: "My nephew will take my leave first." After speaking, he bowed and bowed to leave.

In the corridor outside the hall, a graceful and charming young woman was ushered in, with fair skin and beautiful skin, she was dressed in light gauze without any powder, floating like a fairy, with red lips, white teeth, and smiling eyes. When she saw Siqin Desheng, she hurried to catch up.

"Brother Changsheng, have you seen Brother Boye?" She whispered softly.

She is Siqin Boye's biological sister and also Siqin Desheng's cousin - Siqin Pingting.

Siqin Pingting is the number one beauty in the Chiwu Kingdom. She is not only good at singing and dancing, but also knowledgeable and courteous. She is as gentle as a jade. It is not surprising that the former monarch is interested in her beauty, and he does not hesitate to marry her as his concubine at the cost of war. .

Siqin Pingting followed her brother Siqin Boye's buttocks since she was a child. She has a lot of knowledge, personality and opinions, and she would never agree to marry a [-]-year-old man. It's not that she just got the news that her brother went to other countries for her. For this marriage she didn't want.

"The King of the South has led his troops away..." Siqin Desheng looked at the flying dust in the distance...

"I left in such a hurry, I haven't spoken to him yet." Siqin Pingting was a little annoyed.

"I hope my brother returns safely." She clenched her fists in front of her chest and prayed.

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