Master, the prince please

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But Emperor Shangde did not order to cancel the engagement for a long time. Of course, he did not dare to let them get married quickly.

No. On the 15th, before the Empress Dowager swallowed her last breath, Emperor Shangde finally chose to issue an order.

"Recently, I watched the interaction between Prince Yushang and the general's daughter. If the two get married, I feel that it is inappropriate, so I order to cancel the engagement."

When the imperial edict came to the general's mansion, the young lady quickly received it, knelt down and said, "My daughter, thank you Lord for your grace!" She held the imperial edict excitedly and refused to get up for a long time.

Li Changying was taking care of the empress dowager, when the palace people outside the door shouted the news, the empress dowager suddenly closed her eyes and lost her breath.In the end, she left in a hurry with regret and dissatisfaction with this world.

Li Changying dropped the towel in his hand, cupped the Queen Mother's face and called out, "The Empress Dowager! The Empress Dowager! Wake up! Wake up! Come on! Come on!"

After those people came in, they said, "What's the matter, musician?"

Li Changying was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he stammered: "Mother... Queen Mother! Collapse..."

The man came up to check the Queen Mother's breath, then tremblingly withdrew his hand.

Emperor Shangde knelt on the ground and cried like a child, his tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Mother! You didn't enjoy a good life when you were young, and you finally became an emperor, and you were required to worry about state affairs. You didn't live a good life before you left like this! Mother! My son is not filial!"

He regrets, he hates.

The next day, Emperor Shangde issued an order to bury the Empress Dowager generously.He put the things she liked in her lifetime, box by box, next to her coffin, as if this could make up for the filial piety he had given her over the years.

Qing Feng brought a group of disciples from Fanhua Palace to rescue the Queen Mother.They meditated and chanted scriptures day and night, and he carried his favorite wooden fish with him until seven days passed.

On the last day, Qing Feng finished chanting the scriptures and said: "Empress Dowager, let's go all the way." Taking another deep look at the wooden fish, he got up and led the disciples out of the mourning hall.

He went straight to the uterus, and the disciples knew his direction when they saw him, so they stopped following him.

"Shang'er, you..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Yu Shang threw herself into Qingfeng's arms.

Qing Feng patted him on the back and comforted him: "The Empress Dowager will continue to protect His Highness in heaven."

Yu Shang couldn't stop crying. In the past twenty years, although the empress dowager didn't love him much, she also vented a lot of anger for him.

"Your Highness, go and see off the Empress Dowager! She must be reluctant to part with you."

Yu Shang followed Qing Feng out, his eyes were empty and his brain was unconscious, just like a walking dead being dragged forward by Qing Feng.

Sorrows and joys are endless, and everyone's plain white clothes make people feel heavy.The weather was gloomy, and it began to snow after a while.

During the burial, Yu Shang didn't shed a single tear in front of others, he gritted his teeth, tried to open his eyes wide and smiled.

"Grandmother, have a good journey!"

In the uncle's mansion.

Uncle Wen Guo patted his thigh regretfully, "Hey! We missed a move! I didn't expect this Empress Dowager to be short-lived!"

Li Changying said: "Then what should we do, my lord?"

"Forget it, Sikong Yushang is incompetent, his son is worse than him, and now only the young prince is expected to inherit the throne, I think..."

"Okay! Got it!" Li Changying was about to leave, but was stopped by Wen Zizheng, "Stop! You silly boy, what do you understand?"

Li Changying turned his head and said, "Catch him and leave him to be dealt with by foster father!"

Wen Zi was angry, "Your head isn't made of elm lumps, is it?"

Li Changying was puzzled, "Please enlighten my foster father!"

"Excuse me! Go prepare the sedan chair for me!"

"Oh."

Wen Zi was entering the palace, when he saw Emperor Shang De, he went directly to Bixiao Palace.

As soon as Concubine Ying saw him coming, she hurried up to meet him, "My uncle is here, please sit down."

The palace people were very winking and prepared the best tea and snacks.

Uncle Wen Guo also sat down and chatted with Concubine Ying.

"I rarely deal with Concubine Ying, but I am good friends with your father."

Concubine Ying didn't see her father for a long time, so she asked, "Father, how are you doing recently?"

"Your father is in good health, and he misses Concubine Ying."

Hearing this, Concubine Ying covered her face and began to cry.

"Poor my old father who has only one daughter like me, no one to take care of him."

Uncle Wen Guo hurriedly comforted him: "Your Majesty, don't worry about him, I will visit him often."

"Then thank Uncle Guo first!" Concubine Ying wiped her tears.

The two chatted for a while, and Uncle Wen Guo wanted to go back.

When I went out, I saw a boy in blue standing at the door, as if it had been some time.

"Surely this is the little prince, right? What are you doing here?"

Ting Zhi bowed his hands and said: "Uncle, I will wait for my concubine to check my homework."

It turned out that he had been here for a long time, and when he saw a visitor, he stood at the door and waited.

Uncle Wen Guo patted him on the shoulder approvingly, "What a boy! He is polite and has a bright future!"

Ting Zhi immediately returned the gift, "Uncle Guo thanked you for your compliment."

Uncle Wen Guo raised his head and laughed out loud.

Since the queen mother left, His Royal Highness Yu Shang has been depressed.

Qing Feng felt sorry for him, and said: "If Your Highness is bored, go out and have a look around!"

"where to?"

"Why don't you go sit in Fanhua Palace, I will recite the Heart Sutra for you to calm your mind."

Yu Shang looked around, the decorations here are plain and elegant, which fits Qing Feng's temperament very well.

There are also some disciples of Qingfeng who came from Xiangguo Temple.

When they saw His Highness the Crown Prince coming, they were immediately very happy, and hurriedly served him tea and water, and cleaned up the house.All around him attentively.

It wasn't until he saw Master Qing Feng's cold eyes that he slowly withdrew.

Yu Shang sat down, Qing Feng recited the Heart Sutra, Diamond Sutra, and Bodhisattva Sutra for Yu Shang, knocked on the wooden fish, and burned out the incense in the incense burner. Slowly, Yu Shang's heart became quiet, and he slowly opened the eyes, still listlessly said: "Thank you master, I am much better." Then he got up.

Yu Shang turned around and sat down to drink tea, but was fascinated by the fragrance of the tea, and finally a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Master, what kind of tea is this? I have never drunk it."

Qing Feng picked up the small pot and stroked it, saying: "I planted it myself."

Yu Shang was very surprised, "Master, do you know how to plant tea trees?"

Qing Feng took him to the back garden of Fanhua Palace, and saw that the plants in the garden were covered with thick quilts.Yu Shang gently lifted up a corner of the quilt, and peeked in. There were tender green seedlings hidden in the quilt, extremely cute.

"This is?" Yu Shang exclaimed.

"Next spring, it's going to be a different scene here."

"I am looking forward."

Seeing that Yushang's face was a little rosy, Qing Feng said, "Your Highness, all the disciples like you very much, you..."

"I am willing."

Qing Feng smiled knowingly and took him into his arms.

Thinking about him, Master Qingfeng was half-life, and now when he meets His Highness Yushang, he is only half-dressed.

Back in the room, Qing Feng turned up the fire in the brazier, and Yu Shang played with Qing Feng's pen and ink there.

Suddenly he sat down and smoothed the paper, and wrote the poem that year.

"Young people don't know how to feel sad. They fall in love with the upper floors, love the upper floors, and force their sorrows to write new words."

Qing Feng came over to grind ink for him, saw this word, and said: "Actually, there is still a second half of this word."

Yu Shang lowered his head, his eyes were hot, and said, "Master, I already know the second half of the que."

A drop of clear tears fell on the wet ink, "Now that I know the feeling of sorrow, I want to say it, I want to say it, but I say it's cool in autumn!"

Qing Feng didn't speak, just rubbed the ink silently.

After a long time, Yu Shang looked up at him, but saw that this man was more mournful than himself.He couldn't help picking up the pen, and within half an hour, a handsome young man appeared vividly on the paper.

"Master, what do you think of my painting?"

Qing Feng picked it up and looked at it carefully for a while, then said mercilessly: "It's not that good, it's too rough, it's too rough." Master Qing Feng is a perfectionist and can't tolerate flaws!

Yu Shang was so angry that he vomited blood, "You! You have no eyes!"

"Okay, I have no eyes, this painting is simply too beautiful! It is indescribable! A treasure in the world!"

Seeing him like this, Yu Shang couldn't help laughing, "Pfft!"

"Come here! Order a photo frame for me, and I want to frame it." Qing Feng picked up the painting and acted as if he couldn't put it down.

"Pfft hahaha! Master, you are so funny! Haha!"

Qing Feng showed a gentle smile, "Shang'er, you finally laughed."

"Thank you, Master."

Qing Feng patted his head, "Danqing is not as good as your eyebrows, who made my Highness so good-looking?"

"You...you just covet the beauty of the prince?"

"Yes."

"The prince wants to sleep in the guest room!"

"Do not."

Ever since His Royal Highness Yushang came down to the Fanhua Palace, oh no, since the moment His Royal Highness Yushang laughed, the Fanhua Palace has fallen into an endless loop of flying around.

All the disciples had a great time playing with him. One day they don't do their homework, the next day they sneak around, and the day after tomorrow they go to the house to uncover tiles.

Master Qingfeng was so angry that he finally decided to formulate palace rules, exclusive to Fanhua Palace.

Therefore, Master Lingkong, the current abbot of Xiangguo Temple, gave him a thick book with two large characters "Temple Regulations" written on the cover.

In the next few days, after Master Qing Feng organized the study of palace rules and drastic rectification, most of the disciples began to be obedient and obedient, and became three good little novice monks.Only a few grasshoppers after autumn are still beating playfully.

His Royal Highness Yushang had had enough of these days, no one dared to play with him, he was bored and wanted to go out of the palace.

When they reached the gate of Fanhua Palace, they were stopped by the palace servants.

"Hey! Are you blind? Dare to stop the prince!"

"I'm sorry His Royal Highness, Master Qing Feng has ordered that everyone in the palace is not allowed to go out at will!"

Yu Shang said angrily: "Can the master be as big as the prince? This palace belongs to my family, okay? Get out of the way for the prince!"

"The master also said, especially His Royal Highness." The palace servant said weakly.

His Royal Highness Yushang was furious immediately, "Dead Qingfeng! Just wait for me!"

He turned back, kicked open Qing Feng's door, stepped on the table in front of Qing Feng, startled Qing Feng.

"Your Highness...Your Highness! What is this for?"

"Master! You are imprisoned, do you know that?"

"Your Highness, this is not called imprisonment, this is called house arrest."

"You! How dare you treat the prince like this! Aren't you afraid that the father will blame you?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that His Highness will go out and mess around." Qing Feng stared at him firmly.

"Oh? So, Master, are you jealous?" Yu Shang said with a wicked smile.

Qing Feng looked down at the book, "I don't have any."

Yu Shang withdrew his feet, pressed his book down, leaned over the table, and rested his chin on the palm of his hand to see Feng clearly, "Master~ are you sure?"

Qing Feng's breathing was a little unsteady, "Uh... I still have something important to do..." He was about to get up, but Yu Shang grabbed his collar and dragged him to sit down.

"When did this monk learn to lie?"

Qing Feng blushed to the neck, at a loss.

His Royal Highness Yu Shang quickly pecked him on the lips, said: "Master is so cute!" Then he ran away without a trace.