The Emperor's Man [Transmigration Book]

twelfth lunar month thirty

The emperor went to Lanruo Temple to pay homage to the ancestors in a guard of honor, and Chen Qing finally left the palace for the first time in these few months.

The grand guard of honor for this trip made Chen Qing amazed.The guard of honor is composed of the front and rear parts of the guide, the guide, the car, the rear advocacy, and the rear guard.

Daoyiwei is the vanguard of the guard of honor, and several vehicles of local officials and court officials clear the way in front, followed by two teams of cavalry and six rows of infantry soldiers.It clears the way, so that the Yijia behind can travel smoothly.

The guard of honor for guiding and driving is different from the guard of honor for guiding and driving. It is mainly based on music and fighting, and the civil and military officials accompanying the emperor are also included.The twelve platoons led by infantry and cavalry were followed by a huge advocacy band.

And the subsequent chariots are the jade wheels on which the emperor rides.The guards around Yuren are extremely strict.Driven by the imperial servant, surrounded by dozens of drivers, the two sides are escorted by the left and right generals, followed by the imperial guards and eunuchs.

The grandeur of the scene was beyond Chen Qing's imagination, and the people on both sides gave way and knelt down on both sides.Sitting in the sedan chair, Chen Qing was dressed in fox fur and held the stove in her arms, so she didn't feel cold.After so long, he finally left the second palace, so he couldn't help but lifted the curtain on the window and looked out.

The curtain was lifted, and the cold outside invaded into the sedan chair. Passing over the soldiers with swords following, they saw the people kneeling on the ground.There was still thick snow on the ground, but they knelt down directly on the snow, lying on the ground with their hunched bodies, not daring to raise their heads.

Chen Qing frowned involuntarily. It was freezing cold, and they bowed down like this. When this grand guard of honor left, their knees would probably be frozen.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing wanted to put down the curtain, unwilling to look any further.Looking back, they met a pair of eyes.It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. It was a cold day, but his clothes were ragged. All the people in the row bowed their heads. Only he looked up slightly with curiosity in his eyes.

The two looked at each other, but for a moment, the guard of honor moved forward slowly, and the boy could no longer be seen.

Putting down the curtain, Chen Qing didn't pay much attention to the boy he saw just now.

The guard of honor went all the way and soon arrived at Lanruo Temple.The abbot of the temple brought all the monks in the temple out to pick him up.

The emperor got off the jade scorpion, and a group of people entered the hall.In Chongqi, the emperor did not need to bow down to the Buddha statue when he went to the temple.If you do, it will damage the dignity of the emperor.

And when the emperor came to Lanruo Temple, he just worshiped his ancestors.

When you come to the main hall where the tablets of the first emperors are enshrined, at the beginning of the ancestor worship, the monks in the temple will send clean water to those who participate in the ancestor worship, and clean their faces, hands, and towels in turn.

Prepare to light candles and burn incense, and salute the ancestors.After the ceremony, let's eat.Here are three offerings, pig's head, whole chicken, whole fish, fruits and flowers.Then there will be eunuchs who will read the sacrificial texts and salute the ancestors again before the ceremony is over.

After arriving at Lanruo Temple, Chen Qing was taken to the backyard of the temple.The emperor worshiped the ancestors, he naturally didn't use it, and he was not qualified to follow the past.

But Chen Qing is also happy, it's best not to touch those cumbersome rules.Lanruo Temple is a big temple in Danyang. It is located in front of Siming Mountain. Chen Qing is in the backyard. When he looks up, he can see the cold and towering Siming Mountain.

Now in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the verdant green in the mountains is covered with a thick layer of white snow, which actually looks unique.

"My lord, it's cold outside, let's go inside." Seeing Chen Qing standing in the courtyard, looking at the white snow, Xiaozi persuaded him to go back to the house, fearing that he would catch the cold.

"Look how beautiful the scenery here is. I stayed in the Nuan Pavilion all day in the palace, and now I can finally come out. I'm still hiding in the house. It's better not to come out."

After speaking, Chen Qing walked around.

The white snow on the path was cleared to both sides, exposing the bluestone road surface. Chen Qing wandered around, looking at the quietness of the temple, unexpectedly there was a special artistic conception under the white snow.

The emperor worshiped his ancestors in the front hall, and all the monks in the temple also went to the front hall.Chen Qing wandered around the backyard for a long time, but he couldn't see a single monk.

Walking along the path, Chen Qing saw a half-open wooden door at the end of Qingshi Road.Through the door, Chen Qing saw a piece of bright red, and was attracted by that piece of red.

How come there are so many red plums here, and I don't know who lives in it.Walk to the wooden door and look at a small plaque above the door, which says Zizhuyuan.

Chen Qing stretched out her hand, pushed the door and stepped in.There are many plum trees planted in the corner of the courtyard. The red plums are blooming on the snow, and the bright red color is extremely enchanting against the white snow.

In the small courtyard, there is a wooden house, with small bamboo fences built on both sides of the wooden house, and many vegetables are planted inside.

Chen Qing looked at it with a little yearning in her eyes.Such a yard, a wooden house, and a field, I really want to have one.One person, one hoe, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

"Squeak..." With a sound, the closed door of the wooden house was opened, and Chen Qing looked at it, and a tall figure walked out from inside.

He has no beard and hair, a pair of eyes with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a calm face. He is dressed in a white monk robe and wears a hundred and eight Buddhist beads strung together on his neck.Standing in front of the wooden house, the surrounding white snow seemed to melt into one with him, in a fairy-like way.

The monk also saw Chen Qing and Xiao Xiaozi, with a calm expression on his face, no surprise, clasped his hands together, Shi Shiran saluted: "Benefactor."

Chen Qing hurriedly imitated the monk's appearance and returned a salute.Immediately, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, he entered someone else's yard privately, and was discovered by the owner.

"I saw that the red plums in this courtyard were very good, so I came in. I hope that Acharya will not blame me."

Acharya is the honorific title for monks.

"Amitabha." The monk's expression was indifferent, and his tone was gentle: "The red plum blooms to the world, and the benefactor appreciates it, so why blame it?"

The monk's appearance was indifferent, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.Chen Qing couldn't help thinking in his heart, could it be that the eminent monk who has attained the Tao sees through the mundane affairs, devotes himself to the Buddha, and only seeks the boundless Dharma of the Buddha.

Chen Qing thought, entered someone else's yard, and wanted to be more polite, so she declared her name: "I'm here, Chen Qing."

The monk clasped his hands together and saluted: "My name is Yayoi."

"Master Yayoi."

Hearing Chen Qing's shout, Yayoi nodded slightly with soft brows and eyes.

"Please benefactor." Yayoi bowed to Chen Qing and Xiaozi, then walked to the side of the wooden house, entered the vegetable garden on the side, and knelt down to blow the snow off a Chinese cabbage.

Chen Qing watched the monk's movements, and actually picked off the cabbage.

When the monk picked up the cabbage and walked to the hut next to the wooden house, Chen Qing was curious and followed.

Standing at the door of the hut, I saw Yayoi rolling up his sleeves, picking off the cabbage petal by petal, and then scooped up the water in the tank to wash it.

"Master Yayoi, are you going to cook?" Chen Qing wondered, didn't the monks in this temple eat together?Did they all do it in their own courtyard?

Yayoi glanced sideways at Chen Qing and nodded slightly.

Chen Qing moved her eyes, and said: "I haven't eaten at noon, can I have a meal at Master's place?"

Yayoi looked calm, and nodded again after hearing Chen Qing's words.

"My lord..." Seeing Xiao Xiaozi, he hesitated to speak.

Chen Qing grinned and glanced at Xiaozi, signaling him not to stop her.Then he also rolled up his sleeves and walked into the hut: "Since Master is willing to let me keep food, I naturally can't eat for free. Master, let me help you."

Yayoi didn't mind either. Seeing Chen Qing's eagerness to try, she asked him to light the stove so that the rice could be steamed.

Chen Qing is also good at cooking, but modern gas or induction cookers are used, and the task of lighting a fire is still somewhat difficult for Chen Qing.Chen Qing sat on the pony tie, put a few pieces of firewood in, rolled up the thatch, lit it and put it in.But the thatch burned out, and the firewood didn't burn either.

Seeing that Chen Qing's face was blackened by the smoke, Xiaozi wanted to step forward to help.Before he could walk over, the monk called Yayoi squatted down beside Chen Qing, took the fire folder in Chen Qing's hand, and lit the fire.

At one o'clock, he was still slowly teaching how to light the firewood.

"So it's not difficult." Yayoi explained the method, and Chen Qing looked at the sparks burning in the stove, looking so simple.

Yayoi looked at Chen Qing's cat-like face, smiled and shook his head, then stood up again, and went to fold the cabbage into sections, saving it for a while to fry.

The fire carried warmth, Chen Qing sat in front of the stove, and occasionally added a few pieces of firewood into it, but his face turned red from the fire.

Yayoi put the rice into the cauldron to steam, and then left the hut.Xiaozi watched Yayoi go out, and moved to Chen Qing's side: "My lord, come on, slave, how can you do this."

"Why can't I do it, don't say any more, be careful I won't let you eat for a while." Chen Qing paused, avoiding Xiaozi's hand that was reaching out to take his own firewood.

"My lord..." Yuzi called weakly.

"Go, let's rest aside."

After a while, Yayoi came in again, holding a white handkerchief in his hand, walked up to Chen Qing, and handed the handkerchief to him: "Benefactor, just wipe your face."

Chen Qing raised his hand to touch his face, and the carbon dust in his hand made a few black lines on the face.

Yayoi watched, her eyebrows and eyes curled up, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "Quickly wipe it off."

Chen Qing was also a little embarrassed, after all, he was such a big man, he could still be like a cat.He took the veil and wiped it casually on his face.Seeing the snow-white veil gradually turn from gray to jet black, Chen Qing's face turned red involuntarily.

Holding the dirty handkerchief in his hand, he felt embarrassed and reached out to return it to him, saying, "I'll return it to you when the handkerchief is washed clean."

Yayoi didn't speak anymore.Looking at the rice in the big pot is almost steamed.Then the wooden lid was opened, and the fragrance of rice wafted into the hut.

Chen Qing stood up, poked his head and looked into the pot: "Is this all right?"

"En." Yayoi nodded, took a wooden spoon, and put the full-grained rice in the pot into a wooden bowl.

Sitting on the ponytail, Chen Qing watched Yayoi skillfully wash pots and stir-fry vegetables.Such a person who looks like a person who doesn't eat fireworks is so skillful standing in front of the stove, with his sleeves rolled up, cooking.Looking at it, Chen Qing didn't feel any sense of disobedience.

However, the monk's food really didn't have any greasy smell.Sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, looking at the plate of boiled cabbage in front of him, there is no oil or meat at all.

Yayoi put the rice bowl in front of Chen Qing, and then she sat down opposite Chen Qing.

Xiaozi stood aside, and was called by Chen Qing just now to sit down and eat together, but he really didn't dare because of the difference in dignity.

"Do you live alone in this small courtyard?" Chen Qing stayed here for a while, but no other monks came in or out.

"There is only this little monk here." Yayoi said, but there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

But for a moment, Chen Qing could see clearly.Then he thought, today when the emperor came to Lanruo Temple, all the monks in the temple went to bow down in the front hall, but only Yayoi stayed in this small courtyard alone.

"The emperor is here today, why don't you go to the front hall?"

Yayoi glanced at Chen Qing, paused slightly with the hand holding the vegetables, and then sighed softly: "I haven't been out of this small courtyard since I was a child."

He has never been out of here since he was a child, this Lanruo Temple is so huge, he is not allowed to come out or the temple is not allowed.Chen Qing was eating, seeing that Yayoi didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions.

After lunch, he said goodbye to Yayoi and left Zizhuyuan.

But he didn't want to, when he just returned to the small courtyard where he was assigned, he saw a group of forbidden soldiers walking in.

The leader of the forbidden army saw Chen Qing and bowed respectfully: "My lord."

Chen Qing asked: "What's the matter?"

"An assassin appeared in the front hall of Lanruo Temple."

Chen Qing was startled: "Assassin? What about the emperor?"

"The Emperor is guarded by the imperial guards, and the assassin was discovered before he got close. It's just that the assassin fled after being stabbed." The leader of the imperial army said, "So the Holy Majesty asked the last general to come over to protect your lord."

For some reason, Chen Qing felt relieved when he heard that the emperor was fine.After standing outside for a long time, she also felt a little cold, Chen Qing nodded to the leader of the imperial army, and entered her room.

The door was closed, and the imperial guards stood guard in the courtyard outside the house.

In the Purple Bamboo Courtyard, under the red plum tree, a black figure leaned against the plum tree, panting with difficulty.It was a man with a pale complexion, with one hand covering his waist, blood seeped through the black clothes, staining that hand red.

"Drip, drop, drop...", bright blood flowed continuously into the white snow, like red plums blooming in the snow.

The sound of footsteps on the snow came, and the man in black raised his head with difficulty, watching a monk in white robes approaching him, a smile appeared on his pale face: "Yayoi"