Liang Jianyan

The weather in July is getting hotter and hotter.There were dark clouds outside the window this morning, and the thunder was getting closer and closer. It seemed that there was going to be a heavy rain.Sure enough, after a while, the big raindrops fell, hitting the skin with slight pain.

Yan Chen asked people to withdraw the weapons and flags placed outside the military tent - he lived in the Imperial Army barracks during this time.Everyone regarded him as an idle official and turned a blind eye to him, so he had nothing to do.Except for patrolling the palace on duty days, the rest of the time is spent collecting weapons in the camp and looking at the scenery.It's just that sometimes Yan Chen will be in a trance, feeling that all this is unreal.He didn't react until the young man called him "Sir".

He is now Liang Xuanliang's courtier.

He was a little annoyed by the young man's voice, and there was naturally a little anger in his tone. "What is it?"

Young Young didn't know what he did wrong, so he could only say cautiously: "Three days later, the emperor will go to Jialan Temple to pray for blessings."

Yan Chen was taken aback for a moment - he actually forgot about it.

He really wasn't used to being a courtier.

Jialan Temple is the temple built by Yan Xun, the fifth emperor of Daqing, for his younger brother, King Qi. At that time, King Yanyun of Qi was brave and good at fighting and opened up a lot of territory for Daqi. Unfortunately, Yanyun died in a fire.Yan Xun was eager to miss his younger brother, so he built this Jialan Temple as a memorial.Over time, this Jialan Temple has become a place of worship for Guotai Minan.The emperor personally went to the Jialan Temple to pray for blessings, which became a major event in the country's etiquette. There were hundreds of officials accompanying him, plus the palace attendants, the situation was huge.

Yan Chen saw his father praying for blessings when he was a child, and it was also in Jialan Temple.However, he was still young at that time, and he just looked around the monks who were meditating and chanting in the temple curiously.After that one time, he never lived again.Later, when he was 12 years old, he acted on behalf of his father. Yan Heng personally came to Jialan Temple to eat fast and pray for him. Sure enough, he came back victorious that time.

He will never forget that when he returned, his father was waiting for him at the gate of the imperial city, his eyes moist.

"It's my life's luck to have a son like Chen'er."

Yan Heng, the emperor of the country who was said to be fatuous, licentious and incompetent, was a very loving father to his son.At that time, Yan Chen thought that he must be a good emperor in the future, create a prosperous and prosperous world, and live up to the expectations of his father and the people of Daqing.

Where the sun and the moon shine, and where the rivers and rivers flow, are all lands of the country.The north and south are singing and dancing, and the east and west are shining with each other.The common people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the countries of the four directions bowed their heads and proclaimed their vassals.

The king is bright, the minister is virtuous, and the world is peaceful.

But now, he can only stand here and watch others get everything that belongs to him.

Liang Xuanliang...

"Have all the guards been arranged?"

"Return to the adults, it has been arranged."

The left and right generals of the Qianji Army led the soldiers to guard the surroundings, Yan Chen, the supervisor with no real power, asked a few words casually and left.

Things in the imperial city spread quickly and spread quickly, and the little emperor sealed the former crown prince from the fifth-rank forbidden army to ride the captaincy, and gradually faded from the chats of the common people after dinner.Yan Chen stood in the corridor of the temple, looking at the green hills in the distance in the mist, wondering what he was thinking.

There are too many things that he needs to understand, but there are many things that he cannot understand.

A monk came with a bucket of water. Obviously the monk was old, but the bucket of water made him out of breath.Yan Chen stepped forward and took the bucket with his hand.

"Thank you sir."

"Master, you are welcome."

Helping the monk carry the water into the room, Yan Chen was about to leave.But the monk stopped him and said that the benefactor was kind enough to help the poor monk once, so it is better to ask the poor monk to release a lottery for the benefactor to repay the benefactor's kindness.

Following the direction of his fingers, Yan Chen saw a box of bamboo sticks on the table, hesitated for a moment, reached out to take a stick, and handed it to the monk.

"... Then there will be Master Lao."

The monk picked it up and read leisurely: "When we meet, we will know each other, and after we meet, we will know each other. If there is love, it seems that there is no love. It is a calamity and a fate."

Who has the benefactor met recently that made him feel uneasy?

"Who..." Yan Chen smiled, and said that the master is really brilliant, and I did meet an unexpected person recently.

I had nothing to do with him, but we were entangled because of the grievances of my parents. I don't know what he thinks, nor what to do.

The monk nodded, saying that life is just a matter of rushing for dozens of years. It is fate to meet each other, and it is also fate to know each other.But the fate comes like a dream, and the fate goes like the wind.Letting go is a good fate, but not letting go will become a catastrophe.

"Oh?" Yan Chen was at a loss, "I don't know what master's opinion can break my catastrophe."

"Thousands of turns, entanglement and entanglement, those who cannot escape must come, those who can escape come and go according to fate, whether it is a calamity or a fate. But whether it is a calamity or a fate in the end, it still depends on the benefactor's thought. "

"In just one thought..." Yan Chen felt quite helpless—could it be that he was allowed to become Liang Xuanliang's subject willingly, helping the enemy to govern the country and the world?

It seemed that he could not avoid this catastrophe.

The monk kept smiling. He said that the benefactor need not be sad. The poor monk saw the benefactor's extraordinary appearance, so he must be a dragon and a phoenix among people.

"Dragon and phoenix among people..." Yan Chen smiled wryly, "Master, have you ever heard a saying that those who steal pearls will be punished, and those who steal the country will be lords?"

"The poor monk has never heard of it." The monk said, "But the wish of the poor monk is the same as that of the people in the world. That is, the ruler is wise, the ministers are virtuous, and the world is peaceful."

"The king is wise, the minister is virtuous, the world is peaceful..."

This is not my wish.

If that kind of thing hadn't happened six years ago...

But the world is always unpredictable, I have no chance, and I can't retreat.

"May the four seas return to one, and I, Great Liang, will prosper and live in Chang'an."

Liang Xuanliang bowed to the Buddha, and all civil and military officials also knelt down.Presumably the only ones who could make the emperor willingly salute are the gods.

Yan Chen just guarded outside the Buddhist hall, unable to see the scene inside.

It doesn't matter if you can't see it, but if you see it, it will block your heart.

"Humph!"

The sudden sound startled Yan Chen, he turned around and saw Liang Xuanliang's face.

The blessing is over.

Yan Chen knelt down.

Even with his head down, he could feel Liang Xuanliang glaring at him, which made Yan Chen baffled, he was waiting for the little emperor to speak, but he didn't hear the sound for a long time.

Yan Chen looked up and saw the back of Liang Xuanliang leaving.

"Everything is fixed." The abbot standing at the entrance of the Buddhist hall said.

Yan Chen looked at him.

... Isn't this the old monk who fetched water today? ! !

From that day on, Yan Chen always felt a faint sense of crisis.He always felt that something was going to happen, but he was safe and sound for a while after praying.

Maybe the little emperor just had a temper tantrum, and the abbot didn't say anything to him.

Facts have proved that he still underestimated the little emperor - this day Yan Chen was on duty, but at night the East Palace caught fire.Although Yan Chen immediately asked the soldiers to put out the fire, most of the buildings were burned to ashes.

"Bastard!"

The inkstone was hit on the head, the warm liquid flowed through the corners of the eyes, and the things in front of him were stained with a hazy layer of red.

Du Guanxuan, who was standing in a corner of the study, dared not speak.

Liang Xuanliang picked up a few pieces of paper from his sleeves, and they landed right in front of Yan Chen.

He knelt on the ground, his pupils dilated when he saw those words.

Those who steal pearls will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred.

"Ai Qing is really kind." Liang Xuanliang stared at him, "I spared your life and gave you a chance to redeem your sins, but I didn't want you to block me!"

"Your Majesty is guilty, please punish me!"

"Of course you can't escape the punishment!"

"I passed on my decree that the captain of the forbidden army cavalry neglected his duties, and the slack army should be executed. However, the late emperor once announced to the world that the death penalty was reduced. Therefore, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped. Those who do not obey the order will be flogged thirty times, and I will reward ten sticks. Captain, go down and receive your punishment." He suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I still have a word to send to Aiqing."

The future is long, and I will take good care of Aiqing.

Yan Chen was already in a cold sweat.

"My lord... thank you for your grace!"

In the morning, after Young Young carried Yan Chen back to the tent, he immediately applied medicine to Yan Chen - forty sticks were hit on the limbs and back, and the whole body was stained with blood.The young man had never seen such a scene before, and was so frightened that he could only stammer and call "Master" while crying.

Hearing the young voice, Yan Chen couldn't even open his eyes.He frowned slightly, and said two words angrily, "Don't make noise."After speaking, I fainted.

Young stayed up all night to take care of him, and he finally woke up at noon the next day.His body was young, and although the forty sticks were painful, they were not enough to kill him.

"It just rained during the day yesterday, so why did the fire start at night! This fire was not set by adults, and adults should not be punished so severely!"

Yan Chen smiled weakly at Young, saying that I was responsible for negligence of duty, and it was the emperor's mercy that I was the only one receiving the punishment.

Young was a little anxious, "It's not the fault of adults!"

"It is not my fault……"

Indeed.

The East Palace is where the crown prince lives. He burned the East Palace to warn me, the former crown prince.My life and death, but in his thought.

Hmph, what an extraordinary little emperor.

There is ample time……

There doesn't seem to be much controversy about the fire in the East Palace - after all, who would dare to chew on the tongue after the emperor has spoken.

Yan Chen's life in the military camp became sad.The right general, Ouyang Yi, gave the order to ask Yan Chen to guard the armory.The armory is damp, so in order to protect the weapons, they have to be wiped and dried every day.Yan Chen's body hadn't recovered, he stayed in the armory every day and contracted a cough.It is a joke to say that the captain of the fifth-rank cavalry actually wipes the weapons in the armory every day.Young and young couldn't hold his breath, and had several disputes with the soldiers who laughed at Yan Chen.Yan Chen was indifferent, he knew exactly who gave this order, he just felt that the way the little emperor took revenge was too childish.

How can such a person be worthy of being an emperor? ! !

Young Qing took water, scooped up a bowl and brought it to Yan Chen.

"Thank you." After taking a few sips, Yan Chen coughed violently.

"My lord, are you okay?" Young Qing said while helping Yan Chen with his back, "Your body has not recovered yet, let the subordinates do these tasks." After speaking, he began to wipe the weapon covered with damp soil.

Yan Chen stared at Young for a while, feeling a little uncomfortable.He suddenly asked Young, "Why are you so nice to me?"

"You are my lord, of course I treat you well." The young man always spoke with a kind of freshness and frankness of a teenager.He said that adults are good people, adults are good to young people, and young people are naturally good to adults.

Hearing his words, Yan Chen thought it was funny, so he continued to ask, how can I treat you well?

"Well... Your lord is not like those people in the kitchen. Your lord never scolds me or beats me."

"Oh, really." Yan Chen smiled, "...young, when did you join the military camp?"

"This subordinate has been in the military camp since I was ten years old. I have no mother since I was a child. My father was a subordinate of the late emperor. Unfortunately, he died when he entered the palace. You said the wrong thing!" The young man slapped himself on the head, "You're such an idiot, you can't control your own mouth!"

Yan Chen shook his head and said it's nothing, your father's matter has nothing to do with you.

Hearing that Yan Chen didn't blame him, Young Qing immediately said with a smirk, I knew that adults are kind-hearted and don't care about the past!

This sentence made Yan Chen feel a little dazed, and then he shook his head helplessly.

If only I really didn't care about the past.

For some things, it is not to care about or not to care about, to bear or not to bear grudges - that is the responsibility and destiny that is fused in blood.

...so I can't die.

Even if the front is extremely dangerous and difficult, I can only go on and cannot turn back.

Before dawn the next day, Ouyang Yi sent someone to deliver the message, and the Holy Majesty asked to send the newly cast golden Buddha to Jialan Temple.Yan Chen glanced at the young man who was still sleeping soundly on the floor, and sighed.He tucked the quilt up for the young man, and then walked out.

The air in the morning is moist, or after staying in the arsenal for a long time, it is dazzling to look up at the orange sunrise.

Yan Chen's cough is still not healed, and he has to climb the mountain road with a golden Buddha in his arms, and he is out of breath when he reaches the gate of the temple.

He supported the stone statue and took a few deep breaths.

"The poor monk knows that a distinguished guest is coming today."

Yan Chen raised his head upon hearing the sound.

The monk smiled kindly.

Master Jingsong is the abbot of Jialan Temple handpicked by His Majesty today.It is said that the emperor suffered from a serious illness when he was five years old, but thanks to Master Jingsong's rescue, he survived.The little emperor had great trust in Jingsong, and would ask Jingsong to discuss Buddhism from time to time.

Jing Song led Yan Chen to the side room, and made a cup of tea for Yan Chen.Yan Chen took a sip, and suddenly felt a coolness in his throat.

Jingsong laughed, "Is your lord's throat more comfortable?"

"Thank you, abbot." Yan Chen said, "I heard that abbot Jingsong has excellent medical skills, and he really deserves his reputation."

"Shouldn't Master Yan blame the poor monk?"

"Ok?"

"The emperor punished you."

Yan Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jingsong to be so direct.

...Since the abbot said so, Yan Chen also said it directly.People say that the monks are merciful, and I also helped the abbot. I don’t know why the abbot is so critical?

Jing Song shook her head, saying that the poor monk did not intend to harm the adults.

"My lord, do you still remember the signature you got from the poor monk?"

"Of course I remember."

"The fate of catastrophe is caused by people, from cause to effect. Lord Yan's current catastrophe is just the cause that was planted at the beginning and now bears fruit."

"The original cause?" Yan Chen laughed loudly, "Yes, after all, it's a different world now."

"That's not what the poor monk said."

"Oh? What is that?"

I don't remember any personal grievances between me and that little emperor.

Jing Song made another cup of tea for Yan Chen, with a steady and slow voice, "Your Excellency is smart and knowledgeable, you will always figure it out."

Yan Chen frowned.

...I can't figure it out.

If he threatened Liang Xuanliang's throne just because I was the prince of the former dynasty, he could kill me to avoid future troubles.But he spared my life, made me a military officer without authority, and made things difficult for him everywhere, why?

The reason I planted?

"My lord, it's three o'clock now, it's time to watch the night."

"Ah."

When leaving Jialan Temple that day, Jingsong gave Yan Chen a few packs of herbal tea, saying that it could relieve the cough, and Yan Chen's cough has really improved a lot in the past few days.

Young is still worried about him, and insists on letting him put on the cloak.He just laughed and said it's only the beginning of August, are you going to kill me?Young Young immediately shook his head, "Bah, bah! Only grown-ups don't die!"

"Oh, you!"

After three o'clock in the palace, the candles were about to be extinguished, except for a few lanterns fixed in front of the palace gate, there was no light at all.Fortunately, the bright moon is in the sky tonight, and people's shadows are clearly illuminated, which can be regarded as a little angry.

When the night breeze blew over his face with a hint of coolness, it made Yan Chen feel a lot easier.He sang in a slow voice, "The moon rises brightly, and the people are careless. The moon rises, and the mind is light. Jiaoren Liaoxi. Shu Yao Shaoxi, laborious and miserable."

The young man was confused, "My lord, what do you mean by the poem you're reciting?"

"It's just a feeling after seeing this round of bright moon."

The bright moon is in the sky, and the freedom and complacency of life is at this moment.

Suddenly, the light from the distant sky fell into his eyes.

It is clear that so many open flames are not allowed to be lit in the middle of the night in the palace...

That direction is...

"That's the emperor's bedroom." Young Qing half covered his mouth and whispered, "I heard that the emperor was shot blind in the left eye when he was not the emperor. Tonight, the emperor asked the palace staff to turn off the lights in the bedroom. They are all lit up, presumably because they are afraid of the dark, so they illuminate the Changming Palace as if it were daytime."

"Is he blind in one eye?" Yan Chen froze.

He suddenly remembered that he also met Liang Xuanliang once in the night before, and the way he looked at himself was very uncomfortable.

His left eye was dark and deep.

Tribulation fate is caused by people, from cause to effect.

……so? ! !

Memories of the past surged in like a tide.

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