lucky son

Just as Meng Hui was sitting in the warm pavilion drinking tea and looking forward to meeting the son of luck in this world, the emperor also came outside the gate of the East Palace.

At this time, the prince was practicing sword in the front yard of the East Palace.Amidst the rustling autumn wind, the entire courtyard was filled with awe-inspiring sword spirit. The yellowed sycamore leaves were invaded by the sword energy, and slowly fell from the treetops. Before they landed, they were hit by the sword energy.

The prince is dressed in apricot-yellow attire, and the long sword in his hand dances almost into a ball of light curtains, stabbing and slashing, not sticking to one move or one style, swaying as he pleases and willfully.The leaves flying in the air are the most flexible and move with the wind, but the prince's sword light is faster than them. The yellow leaves are either split in half or pierced by the sword tip, completely trapped by the sword light. In the palm of the hand, Fluttering Yang cannot escape.

It really is "Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, is like a group of emperors and dragons soaring. Comes like thunder and receives wrath, and stops like rivers and seas to condense and clear light."

The emperor stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched, with an extremely pleased expression on his face.His eldest son is a dragon and a phoenix in both literature and martial arts. Not only is he very insightful in governing the country, but he has few opponents in martial arts.

Whether it was the Taifu who taught him knowledge or the general who taught him Kung Fu, they all once praised the prince's heavenly genius to the emperor, saying that he was exceptionally talented in the way of serving the emperor, as if Ziwei Xing had come into the world, and he was born with The emperor's order - of course, the original words of the Tai Tuo and the general were not in this way, but more euphemistic, so as not to touch the emperor's sensitive nerves.

But no matter how tactful, in the ears of the emperor, what they said almost meant that.

Regarding the intelligence of his eldest son, the emperor felt that there were successors, and devoted himself more to cultivating it.But as the prince gradually grew into an adult and his body became more radiant, the emperor's simple joy gradually became something more.

Of course, the emperor calls himself a Mingjun, and will not be wary of or suppress the prince because he is too good, but the sense of crisis and loss in his heart that he was beaten to death on the beach by Hou Lang is beyond anyone's free control.

What's more, as the prince got older, the emperor also discovered some small but not negligible problems in him-for example, the prince's hostility was too heavy.

In fact, the emperor didn't know why his prince was so hostile.

Although he lost his mother at a young age, the emperor cared for the prince very much and never made him feel wronged. It can be said that compared with other princes who were taught by their mother and concubine to please the emperor and avoid the prince's edge, the prince My childhood can be described as smooth and smooth.

Since he couldn't find the source of the prince's hostility, the emperor had to attribute it to his nature.However, to be a king, one must not only kill and make decisions, but also know how to be tolerant and gentle.

Therefore, in order to correct the prince's resolute, compassionate and insufficient temperament, the emperor often took him with him when he worshiped the Buddha, hoping to use the Buddha's light to dispel his hostility and smooth his character.

However, it is a pity that the emperor has worked hard for several years, but to no avail. On the contrary, the prince became more disgusted with reciting scriptures and listening to the Buddha. Policies, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, nagging, but nothing more than empty talk.

Knowing his son's aversion to Buddhism, the emperor was very helpless, but there was nothing he could do.This time I wanted to arrange Master Xuanzhen to live with the prince, firstly because the prince's east palace was indeed suitable, and secondly, I did not take the opportunity to teach the prince and change his distaste for Buddhism.

The emperor also knew that he didn't have a deep understanding of Buddhism, and he couldn't save his prince, but it didn't mean that Master Xuanzhen couldn't do it either.After all, Master Xuanzhen is a real eminent monk, and even the Buddha sent down a golden light to show his approval, so it should be easy for him to eliminate the hostility in the prince's heart?

Thinking of this, the emperor became more and more determined to let the master live with the prince, walked in while the prince was in power, and called "Prince".

The prince had known about the emperor's arrival for a long time, and there was no surprise on his face.He shook off the yellow leaves on the long sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and then turned to the emperor and bowed: "Father."

"The prince's swordsmanship has improved a lot." The emperor looked at Longzhang Fengzi's son and praised him, but then changed the subject, "But the hostility in the sword moves seems to be a little heavier?"

——Actually, the emperor's martial arts are mediocre, and he has never even been on a battlefield, so naturally he can't tell whether there is hostility in his moves.He said this just to lead to his next topic.

The prince snorted softly, and didn't say a word to the emperor's words, and the emperor didn't care how he reacted, and followed his own script and said, "Prince, have you ever heard that a Buddha's light appeared in a temple on Woniushan Mountain outside Beijing recently?" The auspicious scene of shrouding and lotus blooming out of season?"

This matter is not a secret, the prince has heard of it, but he never took it to heart - he never believed in things like Buddha's light and auspiciousness.

Seeing the mocking expression on the crown prince's face, the emperor's face became solemn: "This time, it's true. I went up the mountain to see it in person today. I saw the Buddha's light come to the world with my own eyes. It's not a lie!" He described what he saw in detail, even though the scene had passed for more than an hour, recalling it now, it still made the emperor's blood boil, reverence and admiration, and his tone was particularly passionate.

Hearing the emperor's narration, the prince's first reaction was that someone was pretending to be a ghost, and his original casual attitude gradually subsided, and he became very interested.

——After all, he really wanted to know how the dazzling "Buddha light" and the phantom of the lotus were created.

With this curiosity in mind, the prince did not flatly reject the emperor's request to arrange that "master" to live in the East Palace, but the prince, who has a strong sense of territory, already regards the East Palace as his own, and does not like others to set foot in it. .In order to satisfy his own curiosity, the prince was willing to give in and give this "high monk" a place in the East Palace to raise him for a few days, but after he found out the other party's pigtails, there was no need to continue to put him on his own. It's an eyesore.

Thinking in this way, the crown prince slowly nodded: "Father wants Grandmaster to stay here for three to five days, but it's a long time..."

"Don't worry, Yaoer!" Hearing that the crown prince agreed so readily, the emperor was overjoyed, and excitedly called out the crown prince's nickname, "Of course the master will not live in the East Palace for a long time. Insufficient intention and preparation, in the past few days, people can be sent to find a suitable palace in the palace and tidy it up, so that it is convenient for the master to settle down."

Being able to get the crown prince's approval, staying with the master for a few days is not bad. The emperor who knows his son's character will not go further and ask the other party to fully accept the master.

What's more, the emperor who has been hypnotized by Meng Hui into a brain-dead fan really believes in the master's personality charm. Maybe his son will be able to abandon his prejudice against Buddhism, get along with the master, and obediently bathe in the benevolent light of the Buddha's teachings Woolen cloth?

Everything needs to be done step by step, too late.

After this was done, the emperor was very happy.Although the crown prince has always promised to be a gentleman and would never go back on his word, he still quickly sent someone to send an order to De'an, ordering him to send the master to the East Palace as soon as possible.

Meng Hui drank a few cups of tea in Qianqing Palace, and then went to the East Palace in a sedan chair.

At this time, the emperor and the prince were waiting in the main hall of the East Palace while chatting about some government affairs.Hearing that the eunuch reported that Master Xuan Zhen had arrived, the emperor immediately stood up and walked quickly to the gate of the hall to greet him. Although the crown prince was quite impatient, he had to stand up with his father to greet him regardless of his superiority or inferiority. The perception of this "demon monk" who bewitched his father was even worse.

Slightly squinting his eyes, the prince was thinking about how to give the "master" a blow after his father left, and let the other party know that the palace is not a place where young people can make trouble.

All kinds of indistinct tormenting thoughts surged in his heart, and soon, the prince saw a tall and slender figure in a dark brown cassock, walking slowly on the smooth bluestone road of the East Palace.

The monk's facial features are extremely beautiful, and the cinnabar between his brows is even more charming, but his demeanor is calm and indifferent, untainted by the world, so that people can't feel any blasphemy, but are more admirable.

Apart from his appearance and temperament, the most outstanding thing about the monk is his pair of eyes as black as lacquer.Those eyes are as bright and clear as a child's, but also peaceful and distant as if looking at the vicissitudes of life and the changing of the sun.

After being stared at by those clear eyes, the prince felt as if he was in the warm spring sun, and there was no discomfort anywhere in his body, even the eyebrows and eyes that had been hiding a hint of hostility couldn't help but relax. Come, show a rare gentle attitude.

This feeling is as if the place in my heart that has been empty and constantly clamoring to be unsatisfied is suddenly filled, and a kind of complete satisfaction arises spontaneously.

——If it was this master, the prince would vaguely understand the reason why his father respected him so much after only meeting him once.Even he himself couldn't bear to use the narrow thoughts brewing in his mind just now on the other party.

Even, not only can't bear to criticize the other party, but...

The prince was in a trance, paused for a while, and saw that his father had warmly greeted the monk, and apologized repeatedly for bringing the master into the palace but making him wait for a long time in the Qianqing Palace.

After receiving the monk's faint smile and waving his hands, the emperor turned to the prince and introduced: "This is my prince, who has been stubborn since he was a child. For the past two days, he has to wrong the master to live temporarily in the East Palace to teach me a lesson. .When I send someone to clean up the palace, then—”

Before the emperor finished speaking, the prince who was in a daze suddenly woke up and immediately understood the unfinished words of the emperor.

For some reason, there was an urgency in the prince's heart that even he didn't understand clearly, before he had time to think about it, he interrupted the emperor's words with an extremely impolite voice.Quickly took a few steps forward, the prince grasped the monk's hand holding the rosary: ​​"Father, you don't need to trouble yourself, the master can live in this East Palace as long as you like!" After finishing speaking, he looked at the handsome and beautiful monk in front of him. , the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and his eyes are deep, "I am very happy to meet you as old friends, I wish I could talk with each other and study Buddhism together every night!"

The emperor with a perplexed face, completely confused about what happened:? ? ? ? ? ?

Meng Hui, who was also confused about the situation and almost couldn't hold back the dignified and mysterious smile on his face:? ? ? ? ? ?

A ball of light that suddenly explodes, aggressive but useless:! ! ! ! ! !

——Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!The emperor is an old chatterbox, as soon as he comes up, he grabs his host's little hand and won't let go!His son is not a thing, just like his father, the first thing he said when he met the host was holding hands to show love, and he wanted to spend the night together!

——The royals are indeed all three thousand beauties, old perverts and perverts who want to stuff their harem no matter whether they are fragrant or stinky!I'm so pissed off!

The author has something to say: Thanks to little angel Xiang Rong for throwing mines, little angel Ren Yi for throwing two mines, and dear Ashley for throwing mines+grenades=333=