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After returning from Houshan, Xie Jin wanted to continue reviewing the memorial, but was stopped by Jiang Zhao.

"What else is there for Your Majesty?" Xie Jin lowered his eyebrows and avoided making eye contact with Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao wasn't surprised by her reaction, she understood Xie Jin's attitude just now when Houshan didn't receive a response, even though she was a little disappointed, it was expected, and she didn't have any intention of complaining.

Now he just said indifferently: "The secret is over, and the business has not been said yet."

She didn't talk about this, Xie Jin had forgotten that the so-called secret was just a premise, but she was a little confused now, and really wasn't interested in what "business" Jiang Zhao wanted to say, so she just asked perfunctorily: "What is it?" business?"

Jiang Zhao said: "I just met my mother, do you want to see your mother?"

Xie Jin's reaction was a little slow, and he suddenly raised his head to look at her, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Jiang Zhao didn't hold back, and said truthfully: "I asked people to bring your parents, brother-in-law, and your little nephew who had never met back to the capital. This time I brought you to Huguo Temple, and I also asked you to meet each other." mean."

"Me...see..." Xie Jin was in a trance, almost thinking that he had misunderstood Jiang Zhao's meaning.

But the next moment, Jiang Zhao nodded and said with certainty: "Xiao Yuanzi has taken your parents to Huguo Temple and is waiting for them in the meditation room. If you are ready, you can go to meet them now. "

Xie Jin finally came back to his senses. Immediately, he couldn't wait to grab Jiang Zhao's sleeve and asked eagerly, "Where are they? I don't need to prepare anything. I have waited for this day for too long. Please take me there." See them!"

From Jiang Zhao's point of view, her urgency and excitement were all justifiable, so he dragged her out without talking nonsense.

The meditation room where Jiang Zhao lives now is a small courtyard specially prepared for the royal guests in the Huguo Temple. After the emperor arrived, he was surrounded by imperial guards, patrolling day and night.

As soon as he left the courtyard, several imperial guards followed quickly. Jiang Zhao glanced back and said, "I'll come back as soon as I go. Just wait here, you don't need to follow."

Several soldiers and guards looked at each other, and heard His Majesty ask: "Don't you understand what I said?"

"Yes!"

The faces of the few people froze, but they did not dare to resist the order after all, they stood in place and watched Jiang Zhao go away.

Xu was timid because of his closeness to his hometown. Seeing that a row of ordinary meditation rooms prepared for pilgrims was approaching, Xie Jin suddenly felt his hands and feet go weak, and he tightened Jiang Zhao's hand holding her, not daring to go any further.

Even her fingertips were trembling, Jiang Zhao held her in his palm, and comforted her gently: "You have been looking forward to this day for eight years, and you can finally meet them, don't make them wait any longer."

"But I..." Xie Jin's voice trembled slightly, and said in a low voice, "I haven't been able to fulfill my filial piety for eight years..."

Jiang Zhao persuaded her again: "In the past, it was because of all kinds of helplessness, but now the clouds are open, Jinniang, and the days of filial piety will be long in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, suddenly the door of a meditation room opened from the inside, and a middle-aged couple walked out, supporting each other, standing still at the door of the meditation room, and looking at them together.

"Jinniang! My son!"

"Auntie!"

Compared with Xie Yuzhe who pretended to be calm, Mrs. Xie seemed too excited. When she saw her daughter, she immediately let go of Xie Yuzhe's arm and rushed over to cry with Xie Jin, yelling The "heart" hugged her daughter tightly and did not dare to let go, as if she was afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Xie Yuzhe held back tears, leaving all the joy of reuniting with his daughter to his wife first, walked up to Jiang Zhao and bowed, "Caomin Xie Yuzhe pays homage to His Majesty, please give His Majesty peace."

Three years ago when the new emperor ascended the throne, the life of Xie's family at the border suddenly became better. Xie Yuzhe vaguely felt that there were noble people taking care of him, but no matter what, he didn't dare to think about the current situation, and only thought that he had received the favor of an old friend.

It wasn't until a few days ago that their family was arranged to return to Kyoto from the border, and even moved into the Xie Mansion in Wanshun Fang, which was bestowed by the former emperor, and met Yuan Xiang, the imperial servant and eunuch, that they suddenly understood who the nobleman was.

Now that Jiang Zhao and Xie Jin came together, Xie Yuzhe saw her dignified demeanor and extraordinary demeanor, how could he not know who she was?

So he knelt down and kowtowed, not only to pay respects to the emperor, but also to meet the benefactor.

Jiang Zhao dodged his big gift, stretched out his hands to show respect, and said softly: "Now it's in private, I have a very close relationship with Jinniang, and I still want to call you uncle, Xie Gong doesn't need to do this big gift, get up quickly .”

Xie Yuzhe was quite surprised, looked up at his daughter who was crying with his wife, and murmured in his heart.

When Jiang Zhao asked him to write a family letter to Xie Jin before, Xie Yuzhe vaguely understood that the nobleman helped the Xie family because of Xie Jin. After many rounds and twists and turns, His Majesty had the idea of ​​re-investigating the case of Xie's family.

But looking at it now, it seems that it is not as simple as he thought.

Xie Yuzhe stood up and saw that his wife was still embracing and crying with her daughter. Although she could understand and consider her love for her daughter, His Majesty was here, but she couldn't let her lose her manners.

So he walked over and said something in Mrs. Xie's ear, and Mrs. Xie finally raised her head from her daughter's arms, shed tears, and saluted Jiang Zhao: "Mrs. Li pays her respects to Your Majesty."

There is no difference between male and female with Mrs. Xie, so Jiang Zhao directly reached out to support her, preventing her from kneeling.

"Ma'am, don't be too polite." Jiang Zhao was talking, but his eyes fell on Xie Jin.

Xie Jin is not a hard-working person. Jiang Zhao has seen her cry a few times since he met her, but she has never cried so hard like this time, almost out of breath. Followed by feeling bored.

She stopped Mrs. Xie from saluting, and couldn't help but go over to comfort Xie Jin. She said all the good things in a soft voice, but Xie Jin didn't appreciate it very much, so she stretched out her hand and pushed her, making Xie Yuzhe beside him frown .

It wasn't until Mrs. Xie went to coax her daughter, and the two of them comforted her for a while, that Xie Jin finally stopped crying, sobbed softly in his mother's arms, and the circles of his eyes were red.

Mrs. Xie looked up at her husband, staring at her eyes and said: "Before I came here, I counted you as a talkative, wailed and sighed endlessly, and now I finally see my daughter, what kind of stone are you putting there?"

Xie Yuzhe was not annoyed at being scolded by her, took the opportunity to approach Xie Jin carefully, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke her hair.

Although he didn't speak, there were thousands of words in his eyes. Xie Jin looked up at him from his mother's arms, couldn't help the tears in his eyes, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Daddy..."

"Daddy's here." Xie Yu responded, with boundless guilt welling up in his heart.

Over the years, although they have been at the border and have endured hard labor, the whole family is together after all, there is a mutual support, and there is also a spiritual support, so it will not be too miserable.

Only Xie Jin, in her best years as a woman, should have married from a noble family and found a good husband, but because of being tired by her father, she was put into the deep palace alone, and never knew sorrow or joy, let alone honor or disgrace.

For the past eight years, every time Xie Yuzhe thought of his poor daughter, he felt unbearably guilty and his heart was pierced like a knife.

If he could choose at the beginning, Xie Yuzhe would rather die than let his family suffer.

However, others were soft-spoken and unable to resist the imperial power, and finally paid the price for his uprightness with eight years of wandering and regret.

Thinking of this, Xie Yuzhe couldn't take it anymore, and said with tears, "Jin Niang, it's Daddy who's sorry for you."

"What are you talking about, daddy?" Xie Jingang stopped the tears, his eyes became wet again, and he choked up and said, "I know that daddy has always had a clear conscience when he was an official, and he has always been proud of it. Never blamed you."

She gently pushed her mother's arms away, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her parents a few times, "My father and mother have never been sorry to me. I have not been able to be filial all these years. It is my daughter who is sorry to my parents."

"Stupid child, your words are all heart-breaking words to your parents!"

Father, daughter, mother and daughter reunited, and there were endless things to say. Looking at the three of them, Jiang Zhao felt emotion and a little bit of envy, and seeing himself standing alone, he felt a little out of place.

So, without saying hello to them, he moved his footsteps and left the meditation room without making a sound.

After going out, Jiang Zhao didn't go back in a hurry, but walked straight along the path until he reached another meditation room.

Unlike the place where the pilgrims live, this area is where the monks live in the temple, which is much simpler in comparison.

The monks who came and went noticed Jiang Zhao, put their palms together and recited "Amitabha", and asked: "This benefactor, pilgrims are not allowed to enter here, please go back along the way."

Although the emperor's visit to the Huguo Temple was very grand, but there were many monks in the Huguo Temple, and not everyone had seen her.

Jiang Zhao intentionally acted in a low-key manner, with no one around, and wearing ordinary brocade clothes, she would only think that she was an ordinary wealthy lady, and would not easily associate her with the emperor.

"Amitabha." Jiang Zhao imitated the monks and recited the Buddha's name together, and said with a smile: "Little master is polite, I would like to pay homage to Master Yuanying. If it is convenient, I would like to ask my little master to pass it on for you."

"Uncle Yuanying?" The monk was a little confused: "The benefactor should also know that Uncle Yuanying has a great reputation in the secular world, and countless people came to visit after converting, so if you have no relationship with him, He may not see you."

Of course Jiang Zhao knew what he said.

This proclaimed master Yuanying is no one else, he is the model of today's literati, a great contemporary Confucian, Taifu Linguan who was personally worshiped by Emperor Taizong.

Lin Guan was born as a teacher. Before he entered the official position, he was already full of peaches and plums. What's more, one year the top three in the imperial examination were all from his disciples, which shocked the whole country. At that time, he was only [-] years old.

Taizong cherished talents and invited Lin Guan to become an official. He also liked Emperor Taizong's wisdom and decisiveness. He sat all the way to the position of prime minister and did many imperial examinations. The emperor worshiped as Taifu.

After the death of Emperor Taizong, the first emperor succeeded to the throne, and Lin Guan escaped from court to live in seclusion.

His long-term vision and decisive decision-making are beyond compare.

At a time when the power of the aristocratic family was inherited from generation to generation, and the poor family was striving to rise to the top, Lin Guan felt that his reputation was too high, and he was afraid that future generations would enjoy the success and humiliate the Lin family's style, so he ordered the descendants of the Lin family to abide by the etiquette, and the five generations were not allowed to be official, which attracted the world. People are convinced.

Lin Guanzhi escaped into Buddhism shortly after he became an official and practiced in Huguo Temple. Visited, and asked to see the Queen Mother several times, but in the end I couldn't see Lin Guan.

He is almost a legendary figure, but the Zhao family is the head of the family, and the Lin family wins the hearts of scholars all over the world.

Now that Jiang Zhao has arrived at Huguo Temple, she still wants to see him. Although she knows that the possibility of success is very small, if she can really get Lin Guan's support, she will no longer be afraid of the influence of the family's downfall.

So he said to the monk: "My surname is Jiang. I have something important to ask Master Yuanying, please convey it to Master Yuanying. But please rest assured, if Master Yuanying does not want to meet, I will not bother you."

There are too many people asking to see Lin Guan every day. The monk has long been used to people as stubborn as her, but seeing her sincere words, he is still a little soft-hearted, so he decides to help her, so he asks her to wait a moment, turns around and leaves.