lucky son

After having lunch with the emperor, both the emperor and Meng Hui achieved their wishes and parted amicably.

Meng Hui was sent back to the East Palace respectfully by De'an. As soon as he stepped into the East Palace, he was told by the servants of the East Palace that the crown prince was already waiting in the Hanzhang Palace.

——Speaking of which, since he took the initiative to tear off the face of the eminent monk, His Royal Highness has become more and more rude.

Meng Hui slandered in his heart, but he wasn't really unhappy.After all, to be polite is to treat outsiders, and the appearance of the prince is to treat him as one of his own.

After thanking the messenger servant, Meng Hui opened the door and entered the hall, and at a glance he saw the prince sitting at the table, holding a teapot and pouring himself a drink.Seeing Meng Hui come in, the prince raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Today, thank you Master for speaking for Gu."

Meng Hui remained expressionless: "Why did the prince say that?"

"Gu knows what the master just said to the father in the Jade Buddha Hall." The prince did not hide anything, and stated everything openly, "Although the master does not approve of the orphan going to the battlefield, he still helps the orphan." One hand, I really feel the five hearts."

The corner of Meng Hui's mouth twitched, and his forehead ached after he realized it.

To be honest, he did have the idea of ​​blowing the wind in front of the emperor and preventing the prince from going to the battlefield, but in the end he didn't implement it - but, thanks to this, he was able to maintain a good image in the eyes of the prince, and even got A sense of gratitude.

And if Meng Hui really did something wrong, then eight out of ten, the prince will record his dissatisfaction with not being able to go to the battlefield on him. In the future, let alone gaining the other party's trust, he will probably become the target of the prince's revenge .

——Then I guess I can give up this mission directly.

Rejoicing secretly, Meng Hui went to sit next to the prince, took the tea handed by the prince, and said, "Your highness has many eyes and ears, and even your majesty can't escape your eyes."

In fact, Meng Hui was not surprised that the prince had his own intelligence network in the palace. After all, he had many enemies, and even with the protection of the emperor, it was difficult to cover everything.However, the crown prince has been able to domineeringly and domineeringly until now, but still has a stable position. Apart from the emperor's preference, he must also have other reliance.

However, Meng Hui never imagined that even the emperor's side, which should be like an iron barrel, also has the prince's eyeliner, such a scheming... Rao Meng Hui can't guarantee that he can successfully do it.

So, is my teammate this time a god?Or a pig?

——Every time Meng Hui thinks that the other party is powerful, the prince will show him bad intentions; and once Meng Hui feels that the other party is unstoppable, he turns around and gives him a beautiful big move, which makes Meng Hui have to change his view of him .

For such ups and downs, Meng Hui was almost numb from the stimulation.

"It's up to man." Facing Meng Hui's "compliment" with complicated emotions, the crown prince smiled slightly with a modest expression, "Although what the master said today woke up the emperor, he should do something to protect Gu, but Gu is here. I insisted on going out before, so naturally I have to have some eyes and ears in all aspects, so that I can take precautions in advance when others want to do something to Gu."

Knowing that his mission goal is not so trivial, Meng Hui is also relieved a lot - although Meng Hui is very suspicious of the other party's sense of propriety with the prince's behavior style, but as long as there is sense, it is much better than nothing.

"Of course, apart from the good words of the master in front of the father, the happiest thing for Gu is that the master is willing to go to the border with Gu." Speaking of this, the prince's voice rose slightly, and he couldn't hide his smile. "The battlefield is dangerous. However, the master is willing to take risks for the lonely, lonely..." After a pause, the prince seemed to be at a loss for words, not knowing how to properly express the emotions surging in his heart, and simply expressed his heart, "If you don't leave, you must never abandon the lonely."

——And Jun Ruo insisted on leaving... Recalling the boundless loneliness in the dream, the prince's eyes flashed a gloomy moment, so fast that even Meng Hui didn't notice.Because at this moment, Meng Hui was overwhelmed by the prince's words as if responding to a confession.

Opening his mouth, Meng Hui found himself speechless, and deeply doubted the literary quality of the target of this mission.

——Everything you say is like a confession. Has everything taught by the Taifu been taught to the dog? !Is this intentional teasing, or unintentional teasing?

In short, no matter how much Meng Hui slandered the son of luck who confessed indiscriminately, after the emperor ordered the prince to lead the army to fight against the Xiongnu, the entire court began to operate at a high speed and effectively.

Mobilizing the army, rectifying order, collecting food and grass, replacing armaments... all kinds of complicated affairs keep the prince and the court busy, and besides the usual preparations before going out, there is another important thing, that is Canonized national teacher.

Meng Hui has never been considered an overly high-profile person. Rather than living a prosperous life and attracting attention, he prefers to be the person who hides beside the son of luck.

This time, Meng Hui originally planned to go out with the army as a monk and military doctor, but neither the emperor nor the crown prince allowed him to act so low-key.

Naturally, the emperor and crown prince who were captured by Meng Hui did not want to wrong Grandmaster, fearing that Grandmaster would be bullied by those lawless soldiers in the army if he was so low-key and patient.What's more, the master went to the border this time to chant scriptures and pray for the soldiers who died in battle and the innocent civilians who were affected. The royal family and the court brought a good reputation of being considerate to the soldiers and the people, which can be said to be mutually beneficial.

Of course, apart from these two reasons, the emperor also had a little bit of selfishness.After all, he has already entrusted his crown prince to Master Xuanzhen, and when it comes to the power of speech and prestige, an ordinary monk with a white body is far inferior to a noble national teacher of a dynasty, and he can only have the status of a national teacher Therefore, it will be more justifiable for the master to discipline the prince.

After discussing behind closed doors, the emperor and the crown prince jointly made the decision to confer Master Xuanzhen as the national teacher of the dynasty.After the crown prince and Meng Hui communicated with each other, they announced it to the world in the early morning of the next day.Therefore, in addition to being busy with the military oath ceremony before the army's departure, the Ministry of Rites had to send additional manpower to prepare for the ceremony of the canonization of the national teacher.

Due to Master Xuan Zhen's "low-key and modest" nature, and considering the imminent expedition, the canonization ceremony was kept simple.However, although the whole ceremony was simple and simple, the people who participated were of noble status, whether they were royal family members or princes and nobles.

Hearing that Meng Hui was going to go out with the army to rescue countless dead souls at the border, Abbot Puhui was greatly moved and admired, and immediately decided that Anguo Temple would also send monks to go with him and do his best to assist the master.

After the canonization ceremony of the national teacher, the name of "Master Xuanzhen", or what should be called "Xuanzhen National Teacher", really spread widely, and it was not limited to the upper circle of powerful people.

After nearly a month of busy work, the 30 troops were assembled and headed to the frontier. Meng Hui and the eighteen monks from Anguo Temple were also among them.

Due to his different identities, Meng Hui, who is a national teacher, can no longer just casually wear a dusty monk's robe like before.After the canonization ceremony, he changed shotguns all over his body, wore a Pilu hat, a golden brocade cassock, Arhat auspicious cloud boots, and a gold-plated tin staff with nine rings, which made his face look like a crown of jade and his demeanor.

After being asked how he knew how to ride a horse, the emperor waved his hand and gave him a pure white white cloud horse without a trace of variegation for transportation all the way during the march.

He was taken care of so well that Meng Hui didn't feel too tired even though he was marching in a hurry all the time, and Anguo Temple also thought carefully. The quality is even better than most soldiers.

The generals in the army were originally worried that these high-status monks would drag the army back, but they were respectful on the surface but murmured in their hearts. Now that they are adapting well during the march, they are a little relieved.

However, Meng Hui's positioning of his position in the army will never stop at "not obtrusive".

Although Buddhism prevailed in this dynasty, not everyone admired Buddhism.

High-ranking officials and dignitaries believe in the Dharma, hoping to ensure that they will still be honorable in the next life by reading Buddhist scriptures and doing good deeds; ordinary people worship Buddha, firstly, for the sake of self-consolation, and thirdly, they also hope that through hard work in this life, they will be let In the next life, I cast a good pregnancy and become rich and powerful.

However, these soldiers in the army who hold their own necks to fight for their lives on the battlefield and earn military merit by killing the enemy seldom believe in the illusory Buddhist teachings that persuade people to be good and taboo killing.They are precarious, and the only ones they trust are the generals, their comrades, and themselves.It can be said that even if Meng Hui has the halo of a national teacher, it is difficult to get real respect in an army that is full of blood and believes in conquering the masses with strength.

If he was a counselor, Meng Hui would naturally be able to point out the country and speak eloquently in front of the soldiers, gaining their admiration; and if he was a general, he could also discuss tactics with these soldiers, and quickly gain a foothold with his strong force. heel.

However, Meng Hui in this life is just a monk. If he wants to gain the respect of the soldiers, he can only use the way of a monk.

So, what is the old profession of a monk?

——Naturally, it is chanting.

At the end of the day's march and when the army began to set up camp, Meng Hui also dismounted from the white horse and called the monks of Anguo Temple to have evening classes together.

Ever since he became a monk, Meng Hui has never stopped using his spiritual power in morning and evening classes, and this time is no exception, and this method of mixing spiritual power while chanting can be called Meng Hui's work. The foundation for Hui to settle down in this world—after all, the 3D projection of the light ball can only be played on important occasions, and every time he flicks it, the degree of shock will be inferior, and it is by no means a long-term solution.

However, it can immediately appease the audience's mental power, but it is a good thing that can be used frequently and can get excellent feedback every time it is used.

Of course, no matter how loudly Meng Hui and the monks chanted sutras, and no matter how powerful his spiritual power was, Meng Hui could not appease the entire exhausted army—even if the 30 soldiers were forced to fight due to the road restrictions of the ancient plane, Going forward in points, Meng Hui's team of elite soldiers has at least 5 people.

However, the distance from the capital to the border is long, and even a quick march would take several months. Therefore, Meng Hui had enough time for the army to realize its importance.

Taking the monks from Anguo Temple to find a random corner that would not hinder the soldiers' work, Meng Hui sat cross-legged with the monks and began the day's evening class.

When they saw a group of monks starting to chant sutras, the busy soldiers not far away began to frown subconsciously. After all, they were exhausted all day and physically and mentally exhausted. Even if they stopped marching, they still had a lot of things to do. Buzzing and buzzing in the ears.

——However, such irritability and dissatisfaction gradually dissipated under the comfort of Meng Hui's spiritual power that accompanies the scriptures.

In order to let the soldiers feel the charm and benefits of "chanting sutras" to a greater extent, Meng Hui did this evening class for a whole hour. In the Buddhist scriptures, the passage of time is completely forgotten.

When Meng Hui stopped chanting sutras, he saw that the entire simple camp had sprung up from the ground, and around them, a group of monks, surrounded by layers of resting soldiers, even the group of lieutenant generals He sat down under the leadership of the prince, his expression stretched.

Noticing the end of the evening class, everyone opened their eyes one after another, feeling refreshed, and even their tired and heavy bodies relaxed a lot, and their anxiety about the upcoming war calmed down even more.

Realizing the changes in themselves, the soldiers looked at each other for a while, and looked at the group of monks again with completely different eyes, and the complaints that they thought they were burdensome also dissipated.

But all soldiers who have been baptized by Buddhist scriptures have a particularly good night's sleep, and their mental outlook is completely different from those soldiers who have not heard of chanting.And through private communication among soldiers, the benefits of listening to monks' chanting quickly spread throughout the entire army.

So, when the second day's march was over and camping began to rest again, Meng Hui found that he and the monks of Anguo Temple had been quietly watched by the surrounding soldiers. Then many soldiers approached one after another, looking at them half expectantly, half suspiciously.

Due to various reasons, there were too many soldiers who came to watch. In the end, the crown prince came forward to rectify the military discipline and sent away the soldiers who had attended the evening class the day before. This did not cause any confusion in the army.

Slowly fiddling with the rosary, Meng Hui with a smile on his face and a calm and soft expression: ^_^

——Even if I’m a monk, I’m still the most popular monk, and I’m a monk who can eat well no matter where I am.

The author has something to say: Thank you Ashley for throwing the grenade, and the SoToM local tyrant for throwing two landmines + four grenades =333=