Time Traveling Routine Movie King

"Your Majesty, I found out again." Shu Yu rushed over in a hurry.

Yu Wentuo looked at him: "Don't worry about Xinwen, if you have something to say slowly, the sky won't fall."

Shu Yu didn't know why, just for a while, Yu Wentuo returned to his smug look, but still said seriously: "I found a room in Beigong, and there were seven corpses in it, all of which were missing eunuchs, and the buttocks A piece of meat was cut off."

"Oh?" Yu Wentuo was taken aback when he heard it: "To cover up? Or to confuse the public?"

"It's also possible to divert attention and set the blame on." An Guogong reminded in a low voice.

"Are there any characteristics of these eunuchs?" Yu Wentuo asked, "Except for that tattoo."

"They are all palace servants of Concubine Zhuang." Shu Yu replied.

"Concubine Zhuang?" Yu Wentuo let out a sigh of relief when he thought of Concubine Zhuang who had been thrown into the cold palace by him, "Put Concubine Zhuang to death as a trick."

"There is no conclusive evidence, Your Majesty?" An Guogong said from the side.

"I don't need evidence. They are all eunuchs in her palace. So what are you talking about? You assume that someone framed her. Then I assume it's not framed?" Yu Wentuo asked rhetorically.

"Concubine Zhuang is one of the people who can get the benefits of being a fisherman after the two families fight!" Shu Yu understood Yu Wentuo's meaning.

"Yes!" Yu Wentuo nodded: "Regardless of being wronged or not, I don't want to give the suspect a chance to cover up. What's more, if I don't kill her, how can I appease the Shen family?"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

On the way out of Beijing, Qin Yu secretly handed Shen Bai the copy of "Xiao Qi's Letter of Credence" and a secret letter by helping him see him off.

A large number of vehicles drove out of the Xinbei Gate together, and the mighty guards attracted the common people to stop and watch.

The coffin behind the team revealed Shen Bai's identity.

"King Shen, don't go!" The common people stood on the street and shouted.

Shen Bai's car didn't stop, and kept going out of the city.

"He didn't leave the funeral, but left like this. Why?" The newly appointed minister of the Ministry of War received the order to secretly escort Shen Bai to safety. He sat on the second floor of the market teahouse at the Xinbei Gate of Beijing and looked down. He couldn't help asking Han Dong .

"He didn't want to attract the attention of the assassins, and he didn't want the common people to follow him, so he didn't even get out of the car, he just wanted to leave Bianjing with a dull head, it's nothing." Han Dong said while drinking tea.

"But the emperor asked me to arrange thousands of imperial guards along the way!" Xin Luo, Minister of the Ministry of War, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Shouldn't it? If something happens to him, can the people spare us?" Han Dong said with a sigh.

Shen Bai carefully looked at Xiao Qi's letter of credence in the carriage, he still had some doubts in his heart, after all, he still didn't know what Yelu Anqi's plan was at present, the duel was changing rapidly.

Judging from the fact that Leng Shaojun was killed, he had the greatest doubts about the Chosen One.

Moreover, judging from the records in the books, the tasks of the chosen ones are getting closer and closer. It has become a possible proposition for them to kill each other, alternate generations or the same generation.

The more so, the more concerned he is about the future arrangement.

In Shen Bai's concept before, Yu Wentuo was the biggest opponent.After successive incidents, he found that Yu Wentuo should have many shortcomings, or he also knew the existence of the Chosen One, and had the same worries as himself.

In the Furong Valley behind Longyuan Temple, a large group of bamboo buildings, which are environmentally friendly buildings in modern times, have been established.

A large number of guards set up camp among the distant mountains and set up defenses around them.

On the road along the way from the beginning of entering the valley, the camps on one side of the road are full of camps.The construction of the front valley and the Jiyu Pagoda in front of the Longyuan Temple Mountain Gate are in full swing.

In order to facilitate the view, some trees on the side of the outer mountain were cut down and burned bricks.

Shen Bai stood in front of the first-floor tower foundation built with wooden scaffolding and watched the construction of the Message Tower. The underground tower foundation was piled up with huge stones.

The Jiyu Pagoda will be built with nine floors, which means ninety-nine return to one.

This is also marked in Master Huiguang's picture.

Leng Shaojun's coffin will stay in the temple overnight, and will be cremated after chanting and praying.

When Shen Bai went to Furong Valley, the mountain road along the way was paved with stones and became smooth. Standing on a high place and seeing the figures moving around, Shen Bai finally felt at peace.

In the lotus pond in Furong Valley, the lotus leaves have spread out, and the bowl-sized lotus leaves are green and seamless around the lake, but the middle position is safely reserved for the water surface.

Dragonflies flying around stop on the water surface from time to time, leaving ripples on the water.

The breeze blows over, and it is no longer the aggressive chill in winter.It is a burst of warm fresh air, mixed with green grass.

A large area of ​​bamboo buildings can already be seen in the distant depression of Furong Valley, and there is also a tea room for sitting in front of the lake.

"It's well built!" Zihuan praised.

"Let's repair it slowly. It needs to be repaired in winter, and it's not resistant to wind." Shen Bai explained: "I hope to build a place surrounded by mountains and rivers, where I can spend the rest of my life in peace."

Zihuan accompanied him up the steps of the bamboo hut, which was deliberately raised above the ground to prevent moisture.

The two sat opposite each other on the cushions on the carpet inside, and Sunja brought hot water to make tea for them.

"Why do you speak so pessimistically? Is it just the rest of your life?" Zihuan asked, "Maybe your life shouldn't even be considered the beginning. How about the rest of your life? .”

Shen Bai didn't answer his words, but smiled lightly at him: "Have we not talked about life for a long time?"

Zihuan shook his head: "It's been a long time since we talked like this."

The teacup was placed on the table, braving the mist, like an invisible layer of white gauze, looming between the two of them.

But at the moment when those eyes met, Shen Bai felt as if everything was the same as before, as if nothing had changed between the two of them, and the things that happened in between were like bubbles, he could poke them lightly one by one with his fingers break them.

When night fell, after Shen Bai and Zihuan had bathed and changed their clothes, they simply had dinner and sat together in the main hall of the Buddhist hall.

The paint color of the coffin was glowing with light, the oil lamps in the main hall were very bright, and the incense coils and vertical incense sticks emitted straight lines of green smoke.

The monks recite the scriptures of prayer, and the beating sound of the wooden fish dripping, like a dull whip, knocks on people's hearts, repeatedly telling the helplessness and shortness of life.

Shen Bai sat on the long desk, asked Shunzi to lay out the long scroll, took out a Buddhist scripture, and wrote it in small script, slowly suppressing his thoughts and copying it quietly.

At that moment, the nib of Langhao's small pen seems to be connected with the blood of people, communicating the emotions of people and characters through the changes of one calligraphy and one painting.

At midnight, the chanting ends.

Shen Bai copied a long five-meter-long scroll, and the paper was full of scriptures, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

Sit up straight and let Shunzi take Ruan Qin.

"It's not suitable to play the piano in the hall tonight!" Zihuan came over and said.

"It's okay!" Shen Bai said: "Watch the last night, if you don't play, there will be no chance, the Buddha will forgive me." After he finished speaking, he looked at Zihuan: "Come and go, no matter what, the young gentleman will practice in this life. Consummation, let's let him go in Yale!"

Zi Huan heard and nodded: "Okay, let him see the other side of Ruo Shui in Yale."

Shen Bai smiled lightly and nodded.

Under the quiet night, under the eyes of everyone, the two played together and played all the familiar tunes together.

The sound of the piano is long, full of endless longing and attachment, and a kind of confession.

The weather in the early morning of the next day was rare.

Behind the Longyuan Temple caressed by the breeze, the coffin was placed on the wooden frame.

After Shen Bai nodded, the monks in the temple helped to light the fire, and the blazing fire rose.

Shen Bai threw his long scroll of Buddhist scriptures into the fire, watched the burning paper turn into dust, was rushed to a high place by the hot air, and was annihilated in the wind.

"Never disappear, stay with the light. Never leave, never leave, my heart will live forever." Shen Bai said softly, his face was neither sad nor happy, as calm as the sea, which made the people who came look very relieved.

"He went to live in the temple, and it seems that his mood has stabilized a lot!" Yu Wentuo sat in the south study and listened to the report from An Guogong, and Anguo Gong also went to the funeral.

"No more accidents will happen. If the two princes want to retire, they should be well protected. King Yue is also injured outside. Now the whole world is watching every move of Bianjing, especially the surrounding countries." An Guogong reminded.

"An Guogong is right. The stability of Xixia, the trade of Tubo, and the recovery of Qiongzhou. Now the chaos on the border has stabilized a lot." Yu Wentuo said comfortably: "By the way, you and the Ministry of War have a good relationship with Dali Kingdom. The progress of sending troops to the Cochin must be closely monitored, and their every move must be known. They must consume each other, and when their ambitions are flourishing, they must keep the enemy out of the country, understand?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry." An Guogong said: "Now the Ministry of War has arranged a thorough investigation specifically for the southwest, and there will definitely be no incidents in the northwest."

"Yeah!" Yu Wentuo looked at him: "After Shen Junwang, you will temporarily serve as a captain. You must take defense matters into consideration, learn from Shen Bai's division of the enemy, and strengthen the garrison at the border. Only when the border is as stable as Mount Tai, the internal strife will be just a family quarrel, and it will not be life and death."

"Yes!" An Guogong thought for a while and said: "Should I send the Khitan matter to Duke Shen? In the morning, I watched him attend the funeral, so I didn't talk to him."

"Send it and let him know. After all, you are still an important minister of the country. Even if you are unemployed, you must know current affairs. Not only will you send this, but you will also send him the "Main News Monthly" every month in the future. Once If the country has something to do, these people can come in handy." Yu Wentuo waved his hand generously and said.

"Your majesty is wise, and he has strategized. He can not only stabilize the court, but also be prepared for any eventuality." An Guogong said flatteringly.

Yu Wentuo smiled, and suddenly changed his face and said seriously: "I still have to go to see the emperor's tomb. Take a look, patrol, if you find anything wrong, you'd better take a look, the corpses of those eunuchs are still there Not here?"

An Guogong was surprised: "Do you want to open the acupuncture point?"

Yu Wentuo waved his hand: "There is no problem, of course not. But just in case, understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" An Guogong was sweating on his back, and he had a bad feeling about what happened in the palace this time.