Seventh Pagoda

After that, the four of them were speechless, and crawled forward silently.

Wusu moved the fastest, Liangfu was second, Yang Yulin was third, and Fu Dalihu was last.

Climbing and crawling, Wusu suddenly heard a cry: "Ah!"

This sound really pierced the sky, and the entire secret passage echoed with a sharp cry.

Yang Yulin was terrified when she heard it, and just about to speak, she heard a sweet voice lazily say: "Hush down, your ears are so noisy, I said what is your name, why are you so timid to crawl?" road."

Hearing the voice, Wusu replied tremblingly: "Too...too...Queen Dowager..."

Yang Yulin felt a bolt of lightning hit her head, and asked again: "Listen to this voice, Wusu, right? Who else?"

Liangfu and Fu Dali agreed one by one, and Wusu silently added: "Master Guoshi is also here..."

Yang Yulin obviously felt that the air was stagnant.

After a long while, the queen mother continued: "Okay, let's go out first, where is this secret path? Should we go back to Qingning Palace, or just climb out?"

If the queen mother knows that this secret passage leads to her own bedroom, and it is under the warm couch, that's fine!

Without even thinking about it, Wusu and Liangfu blurted out: "Qingning Palace! Qingning Palace! This secret path old elder has grown up, so it's more convenient to go directly to Qingning Palace."

The queen mother hesitated: "Oh, is it?"

Yang Yulin silently dripped a few drops of cold sweat. Fortunately, the Queen Mother didn't intend to pursue it, so she responded casually: "Then go back to Qingning Hall. I'll go out first, you follow."

After finishing speaking, he turned back neatly. Hearing this sound, he seemed to be more nimble and agile than Wusu.

Climbing out with disheveled faces, the four obediently knelt in front of the queen mother and said nothing. The queen straightened her clothes and pointed at Yang Yulin: "You, raise your head."

Yang Yulin raised her head as she said, the queen mother looked very young, her appearance was as sweet as her voice, and she was very amiable.

She looked at Yang Yulin carefully, and finally said: "Fulin has been close to her aunt since she was a child and refused to get close to me. Do you know why?"

Yang Yulin sweated: "No... I don't know..."

The Queen Mother seemed very distressed: "Because her aunt, the eldest princess, is the most beautiful woman in the world. Fulin has the same virtue as his father since he was a child, and he loves beauties. Look at the whole Qingning Palace, is there anyone who is not beautiful?" ?”

Yang Yulin silently recalled the appearance of Wusu and Liangfu, both of them looked amazing, even though Fu Dali was cold and stern and didn't like to talk, in terms of appearance, he was still very good.

"As for you, you just crawled out of the secret passage, you're so disgraced, and yet you're still so good-looking, don't you think it's irritating!"

Yang Yulin sneered secretly while sweating in the waterfall: "This matter... I really can't blame me..."

"Originally I just wanted to see how good-looking the legendary Master National Teacher is. Who would have thought that there was no one in the Qingning Palace. I heard that the Master National Teacher lived in this Qingning Palace for three months, which inevitably attracted me. Some not-so-happy past events.

When I was unhappy, I couldn't help losing my temper, so I kicked twice, which actually made me kick a secret path. "

The four were silent and did not dare to speak.

When digging the secret path back then, considering the empress dowager's temperament, the organs of the Yongshou Palace are so complicated and exquisite, there are rules and regulations, and they can't be found by mistake, and the organs of the Qingning Palace are just as convenient and Come on, kick your feet and drive away.

If I had known today, I should never have stolen such a little bit of laziness back then.

"Get up." The Queen Mother said.

Yang Yulin was about to get up when the Queen Mother saw her at a glance: "Who told you to get up? Kneel down."

Yang Yulin looked back, Liangfu, Wusu, and Fu Dali were helpless, so they could only kneel down obediently.

Realizing that she was holding back the entire Qingning Hall in terms of appearance, the Empress Dowager felt a little annoyed: "Wusu, accompany me to change clothes."

Wusu obediently followed, Yang Yulin knelt in the middle, Liangfu and Fu Dali stood aside.

After the Queen Mother had gone far away, Liang Fu took a blanket and handed it to Yang Yulin: "My lord, please put this on, and be careful not to kneel and break your leg."

Yang Yulin was taken aback: "This also makes?"

Liangfu answered him frankly: "Why can't it be done? Our queen mother looks fierce, but in fact, she has a heart of a bodhisattva, but she is a little harsh on her appearance. There is a reason for this.

Back then, the late emperor went south in micro-clothes and sat on a boat with a group of young talents to tour the lake, commenting on his appearance. At that time, the Empress Dowager was also dressed in men's clothing.

The two were at odds with each other, the late emperor couldn't argue, and got angry for a while, and complained about the empress dowager's appearance.

Master Guoshi also saw it just now, the queen mother is really beautiful, but the late emperor's younger sister, the eldest princess, is the most beautiful in the world, the late emperor will inevitably look innocent, guess what happened later? "

Yang Yulin put the blanket under her knees and asked with great interest, "What happened next?"

Liang Fu looked very happy: "In a rage, the Empress Dowager kicked the late emperor off the lake. Because of the sudden attack, the palace attendants couldn't react in time, and the late emperor drank the lake water before being scooped up by the palace staff.

Seeing the embarrassment of the first emperor, the queen mother laughed out loud, and the two of them did not know each other, so they formed a good relationship.

After entering the palace, the queen mother finally saw the eldest princess, she sighed to herself, and then there was an emperor, and the emperor got close to the eldest princess, so the queen mother couldn't let go of her appearance. "

Yang Yulin knew the reason, and probably understood that her situation was not too difficult.

"After the queen mother entered the palace, she still bickered with the late emperor every day. She was not bound by the palace rules, and she didn't like the palace people calling her empress. They said that there are so many empresses in the palace, how can you tell them apart? Concubine Shu is concubine Shu. A concubine is a virtuous concubine, otherwise it would be fine to just call her by name, but it would seem close.

It used to be like this with the Empress Dowager, but now as the Empress Dowager, she is more casual. Because of this, everyone in the palace seems to be indifferent.

Although it seemed that the late emperor often bickered with the queen mother, he loved him in every possible way. Compared with the late emperor's love for the queen mother, the emperor's love for the master of the state was a step back. "

Liangfu's analogy made Yang Yulin feel a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help but want to change the topic, and subconsciously touched the soft blanket under her knees: "This blanket is soft and very comfortable."

Liangfu was envious and sighed: "Can you be uncomfortable? The master of the state teacher kneels is real gold and silver!

This is a blanket of gold and silver thread. The gold is beaten into thin gold leaf, and then thinly cut into gold thread, bound into the fine wool produced in the Western Regions, and then bordered with silver thread. The finished blanket is really beautiful and comfortable.

Besides, the gold bricks on which Master Guoshi is kneeling are all made of green bricks in the palaces next to him. Only after Master Guoshi moved to Qingning Palace, he replaced them with gold bricks from Suzhou Prefecture.

The gold bricks have to be calcined with rice bran for three months, and then finely crafted by craftsmen for half a year. "

After Liangfu finished speaking, he tapped with his fingers, and it really sounded like gold and jade.

Liangfu was eloquent, and Fu Dali had already made a gesture to silence, Liangfu immediately reacted, pulled out the blanket under Yang Yulin's knees and threw it aside, and stood aside obediently.

After the Empress Dowager finished bathing and changing, Wusu brought tea, and she reached out to take it, sipping tea at random, seemingly in a daze.

Although Yang Yulin felt that she was not a delicate person on weekdays, her knees gradually felt cold, and she secretly thought about how the Queen Mother would punish herself today.

The Hall of Qingning was silent for a while, and the Empress Dowager finally opened her mouth slowly: "When the late Emperor left our mother and son, I thought it would be good to go with him, but I couldn't be ruthless in the end.

What good is the throne?There are so many people fighting over and over again, I'm a girl, I only want to keep Fulin and Fuxing I safe, my wish is enough, I don't have any ambitions.

I have suffered so much and suffered so much, but Fulin is getting more and more distant from me day by day. He is just close to my aunt, but now you are here again. As the saying goes, a son is not too ugly as a mother..."

Yang Yulin's headache was splitting from what the Queen Mother said, and she looked at Liangfu and Wusu with expressions of "it's finally started".

Yang Yulin suddenly remembered what Liangfu said earlier, "there is one more troublesome thing that must be guarded against"... Having said that, how to prevent it...

The queen mother talked about how she entered the palace when she first met the late emperor, how she fought wits and courage with the late emperor, how the late emperor left before her, how she preserved Fulin and blessings in the turbulence of the palace, and then talked about How she watched Fulin grow up, how she disciplined Fuxing...

Every time the emperor made a mistake, the empress dowager would say these words. Wusu and Liangfu had heard them by heart, but they couldn't help but fell asleep at this moment, and Fu Dali also tried his best to show his hard work.

Yang Yulin had been kneeling for a long time, her knees turned from cold to tingling, like ants gnawing, and then became paralyzed and lost consciousness.I don't know where there was a "plop" sound, far away, people's voices were everywhere, and someone shouted "Master of the National Teacher" and "Master of the National Teacher"...

Yang Yulin felt cold, like falling into a icy lake, sinking deeper and deeper, getting colder and colder.

In a daze, I saw white snow between the sky and the earth, a thin and small figure curled up in the snow, his little hands that were purple with cold stretched forward, but he no longer had the strength to move.

The white snow was getting thicker and thicker, and it was about to completely bury him.

A Taoist came from a distance, walking briskly, stepping on the snow without a trace, and had already passed by, but the small jade bottle on the Taoist's body suddenly became fluorescent, flickering non-stop.

The Taoist looked around in horror, searched carefully, and finally found the figure in the snow. He quickly stepped forward, fished him out, wrapped him in his arms, and ran wildly.

Yang Yulin's limbs were stiff and unable to move, her spiritual consciousness seemed to be floating in the air, and the scene in front of her eyes was changing, like a dream.

When the boy woke up, he found himself lying in a simple thatched hut. It was freezing outside, and the quilt was thin, but he didn't feel the cold. A young Taoist sat opposite him, looking at him silently, with an expression on his face. Unclear joys and sorrows.

The boy's last memory was that he was frozen in the snow, but now he was lying in the warm hut. It must be the Taoist who saved his life, so he got up and worshiped the Taoist without saying a word.

The young Taoist opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say a thousand words, but he couldn't utter a single word. Finally, he sorted out his description and asked solemnly, "What's your name?"

The boy knelt on the ground and lowered his head: "I have no father, no mother, and no name."

The Taoist shook his hands unconsciously, his eyes drifted outside the house, and the white snow was flying.

They are clearly cold and cool things, but they are so gentle and beautiful.

"Huixue, starting from today, you call Huixue, I am your master, they call me Taoist Yishan, you can call me whatever you want."

The boy lowered his head respectfully: "Yes, Master."

The Taoist stared at the young man for a long while, and then said seriously: "Call me Master, I will teach you what I have learned in my life, but there is one thing you must promise me, no matter what happens, without my permission, you must not leave Yishan halfway." step, understand?"

The young man respectfully agreed: "Yes, Master."

Calling the wind and rain, riding the clouds and driving the fog, magic pills, Qimen Dunjia, divination and astrology, Yishan Taoist took back Xue Xue as his disciple, and taught and taught them with all his heart every day.

Huixue is clever, clever, talented, no matter what kind of alchemy is changing, she can understand it at one point, and it can be worth ten years in the cold and summer.

Yishan towered into the clouds, and there were few people.

The Taoist was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and once established a rule that there are [-] stone steps at the foot of Yishan Mountain, one step at a time, one knock at a time, and sincerely, whoever can climb up, will answer everything he asks.

Responding to requests, this temptation is too great, countless people have tried their best, but they are finally defeated by the two thousand and five hundred stone steps.

There are also some opportunists who walk together and bow down alternately, only to find that the stone steps are endless for a while, and ten people and hundreds of people return without fruit.

The world has just realized that it takes the utmost sincerity to see the true face of the Taoist. Therefore, no one has achieved success in the past ten years, and the Taoist is also happy to be quiet.

Hui Xue saw only Master alone every day, but fortunately he was indifferent, so he didn't think there was anything impatient.

On this day, a flying crane came to Yishan, with a noble and beautiful appearance.

The Taoist was shocked when he saw it, and repeatedly told Huixue not to go down the mountain privately, and then drove the crane away from the mountain with a hundred thousand fires, which lasted for 30 years.

Since practicing Taoism with his master, Huixue has been bigu early, time flies, Taoism is getting better day by day, but his appearance is still like a boy.

In the past, he was accompanied by his master every day, but now the huge Yishan is his own. Thirty years have passed, Huixue feels that Yishan is actually a bit deserted for the first time.

Another day, Huixue was collecting dew in the bamboo forest in the mountains when he suddenly heard the echo of human voices.

Yishan, which had been silent for so many years, finally gained some popularity on this day.

It was a young man in plain clothes, knocking step by step, climbing up the stairs, muttering "respectfully please the immortal master to be well" and "respectfully please the immortal master to be well", and he was already approaching the top of the mountain.

All the way up from the foot of the mountain, the young man's clothes were stained with dust, and his figure seemed to be in a state of distress, crumbling, but his mind was very firm.

The plain-clothed boy knocked on the last stone step, almost lying on the ground and unable to get up.

After struggling for a long time, he finally raised his head and showed a bright smile to Hui Xue. On his tired face, his eyes were full of radiance.

"Master Immortal, I have seen you. One step at a time, one tap at a time, I have climbed up the [-] stone steps. Whatever you ask for, you will always be granted, but you still count?"

Hui Xue wanted to tell him that his master had already left the mountain, but when he looked into the young man's clear eyes, he subconsciously asked, "What do you want?"

The young man's smile was even brighter, almost dazzling. Although his description was haggard, his words were sonorous: "Right now, the flames of war are raging everywhere, and the people are in dire straits. Come today and ask the immortal master to help me, so that the world will be peaceful."

Huixue was a little dazed by the look and spirit shown by this down-and-out boy.

Having not been in contact with people for many years, he really didn't know how to deal with it at this moment, so he said slowly, "Get up first."

The young man struggled hard again, finally slumped down, and said apologetically, "Master Immortal, I knelt too much today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up."

Hui Xue looked at the young man's knees, and the word "broken" could no longer be used to describe them. Both knees had already been smashed, blood dripping and scabs formed repeatedly.

Hui Xue reached out to caress the boy's knees, and in an instant, intense pain hit Hui Xue's knees.

After many years of cultivating the Tao, Hui Xue's perception of physical pain has reached an extremely unfamiliar level. This moment of knee pain made Hui Xue fall limp to the ground, and the young man kept shouting "immortal master" and "immortal master" in his ears. "...

Yang Yulin was in a dream, but the pain in her knees was so real, like a boulder passing through her knees.

The excruciating pain made him clenched his chest tightly, trying to hold down the heart that was heaving violently and almost jumping out of his chest. His forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "It hurts, it hurts..."

"National teacher, national teacher, where does it hurt?" The young man's voice came to his ears, and a pair of warm hands touched his knees.

Yang Yulin felt her eyelids heavy, and dimly saw the young man in plain clothes stroking her knees, while Wusu and Liangfu stood beside her in panic.

Huh, Usu?Ryosuke?Yang Yulin exhausted all her strength and finally opened her eyes. That's right, it was Wusu and Liangfu. Fu Dali was also nearby, and there were a few semi-old men kneeling on the ground.

Turning around, she saw a sweet woman standing far away with an angry face, and the tea cup fell to the ground. Yang Yulin was completely awake the moment she recognized the queen mother, and most of the things in the dream were forgotten.

Turning his head again, he saw a young man in a brocade robe with a dragon pattern in front of him, lowering his head and stroking his knees to relieve the pain.

Yang Yulin suddenly felt that he would rather have his knees really run over by boulders than wake up in this situation.