Chapter 1123 Xuanyuan Ancient Scroll (12)
"Can't stop..."
On the giant chariot, Kangxi was sitting upright, looking up behind Wang Chuanzhen.
Behind 'Wang Chuanzhen', the 'Nuwa Archway' stands majestically.
He withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged, and casually glanced at Yin Reng, who had stepped onto the chariot and knelt down beside him. His hand was dripping with blood and several fingers were broken. He did not care about the mutilation of the crown prince's limbs. care.
Such damage is nothing to the Qing royal family and they can make up for it at will.
Kangxi picked up the swaddling baby on the dragon chair.
The swaddling baby, looking at Kangxi's old face covered with age spots, was frightened and burst into tears.
He didn't care about the cry of the baby in his arms, and handed the baby directly to the hands of the great monk of the Mizog region who was waiting under the chengyu. The great monk of the Mizog region held the swaddle wrapped in coarse cloth and walked to a high slope.
The great monk in red clothes built a mani pile on the high slope, then took the baby out of the swaddling clothes and placed the naked baby next to the mani pile.
He allowed the baby to cry and struggle beside the mani pile, while he sat cross-legged next to it, turning the string of beads with all his heart, moving his lips, and recited the six-character Great Ming Mantra.
"Om Mani Padme Hum."
"Om Mani Padme Hum."
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The chanting sounds were so low that they were almost inaudible, echoing with the sound of the wind in the deep sloping valley surrounding the giant tomb.
"Om mani padme hum..."
The echoes grew louder and louder.
The entire Nine Mountains world seemed to be shaken by this huge echo. Countless clay statues piled up in the sloping valley rolled like a layer of wavy plates. The golden blood flowing from the giant tombs painted the mountains and fields at a faster speed. .
Ripples appeared in the desolate golden river.
All the streams of golden blood are converging towards the old monk on the hillside - towards the wailing baby beside him!
The sky is gray.
The valley is golden.
Both gray and gold exude the same dead silence.
That wailing baby is the only life in this desolate world.
The great monk of the Secret Realm closed his mouth, and the golden streams that gathered around him began to retreat towards their respective sources.
He put the baby back into the swaddling clothes, held the swaddling clothes in his arms, and walked under the huge carriage again. Holding the swaddling clothes in both hands, he handed the still whimpering baby into the hands of Emperor Kangxi.
After Kangxi caught the child, the great monk of the Mizog region knelt down in front of the chariot: "Your Majesty, this child's destiny is indeed to continue the bloodline of 'Zhonghuang'.
You are absolutely right to choose him to be your 'body'. "
After hearing the monk's words, Yinreng, who was sitting on the side of the chengyu, and the princes who were as quiet as quails under the chengyu, all intentionally or unintentionally cast their eyes on the baby in Kangxi's arms.
Kangxi held the child in his arms, and a smile finally appeared on his thin and long face.
He looked at Yin Reng, who was sitting on his knees waiting on his side, and said aloud: "I am done with my thoughts. I can reshape myself in the 'Heavenly Mother Wheel' and extend my life span for another five hundred years. From now on, I can specialize in practice. The 'Heavenly Mother's Great Wheel World' has evolved.
As for worldly matters, I will leave them to you from now on. "
After listening to Kangxi's words, Yinreng lowered his body, bowed on one knee and said, "I don't dare."
When the princes around Chengyu heard Kangxi's words, they all looked away and lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.
'Wang Chuanzhen' stood in front of the green-roofed sedan, watching with interest the reactions of Crown Prince Yinreng and the princes present, a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Please take out the parts of the 'ancient scrolls' that you each have in your hands." Kangxi said to the princes around him.
When the princes heard this, they looked shocked for a moment.
The news that they had the "Xuanyuan Ancient Scroll" was only known to the slaves who had made a life contract with each other, and it had never been spread to the outside world. But now, "Khan Amma" opened his mouth and told them that all their previous calculations were over. Khan Ama had a panoramic view.
Several princes were even more frightened and did not dare to disobey in the slightest, so they each handed over part of their collection of 'Xuanyuan Ancient Scrolls'.
The so-called 'Xuanyuan Ancient Scroll' is actually a complete animal skin scroll divided into several parts. It is now held by the princes. Even Kangxi holds a fragment of Xuanyuan Scroll.
The eight ancient scrolls were pieced together into a 'Map of Xuanyuan Tomb' with one missing piece.
Kangxi stared at the missing part of the ancient scroll and frowned slightly.
He didn't say anything. Among the puppet slaves surrounding him, a tall and thin house slave cautiously approached the chengyu and handed something in his hand to the monk who was waiting under the chengyu. The monk presented it to him. Arrived on the chariot.
Kangxi pieced together the piece of leather scroll to the missing part of the "Map of Xuanyuan Tomb", and the entire map was finally pieced together. He lowered his eyes and looked down at Cheng Yu, the tall and thin slave who had brought back the last Xuanyuan fragment.
The tall and thin servant was also very clever, and without him having to ask questions, he knelt down and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty!
This is what my master, An Mutu, sent to me... This thing was originally kept by the eighth prince, who later gave it to my master, and now it is in your hands..."
"Where is my eighth brother?"
Kangxi heard the slave's somewhat incoherent words and looked around.
Around the huge throne, eight princes stood there with their heads down, looking at each other calmly. Among them, there was no sign of the eighth prince Yinsi.
The thin and tall servant kneeling on the ground explained to Kangxi in a trembling voice: "My master said that the eighth prince has been ill recently and has been resting at home to recuperate..."
"The eighth prince is a good man and will not cause trouble for me everywhere.
Unlike his brothers!"
Kangxi pointed at the princes around him with his fingers, looked at the thin and tall servant kneeling on the ground, and smiled: "He is willing to let his men send the ancient scroll back to me. He is filial at least.
Ma Qi!"
The Manchu official who was called by Kangxi knelt in front of the throne and said respectfully: "I am here."
"What level of title is the eighth prince now?"
"The eighth prince should be the title of Duoluo Beile now."
"I know."
Kangxi nodded and asked Ma Qi to stand up. He turned to look at the tall and thin servant under the carriage and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Hutabu!"
"Well, Hutabu, you are quite smart. When you go back, do a good job in front of your master." Kangxi casually encouraged Hutabu, who was kneeling on the ground. The fake servants surrounding the carriage, after hearing what Emperor Kangxi said, all cast envious eyes on Hutabu.
Hutabu looked particularly trembling. After kneeling to thank Emperor Kangxi, he slowly backed away and returned to the side of Anmutu.
This Hutabu today is naturally not the same as before.
His real name should be Wang Antai.
Anmutu looked at the servant who had returned with a smile on his face. He even patted Wang Antai on the shoulder and said, "Hutabu, you did a good job!
I will reward you well when I return!"
Hutabu, who looked confused, suddenly became flattered after hearing what his master said.
He seemed to have never expected that he was just delivering something and replying on behalf of his master, how could he be praised and even rewarded by his master when he returned?
Seeing his expression that hadn't reacted yet, Anmutu's smile became even stronger: "You are really one of my lucky generals!
The Eighth Prince will reward you well if he knows what happened today.
Hutabu, go back and rest first!"
Fortunately, the Eighth Prince had foresight and never directly participated in this fight. He has been hiding behind the scenes. Now, the eight princes are fighting under the eyes of His Majesty, and each has been ordered to reflect on his mistakes behind closed doors. Only the Eighth Prince has been praised by His Majesty, and even asked him what rank he is in now.
If nothing unexpected happens, after this incident, the Eighth Prince may be promoted to a higher rank, from Duolo Baylor to Duolo County King!
This is a great achievement. If the Eighth Prince can be promoted to a higher rank, Anmutu's reward will naturally be indispensable. And Hutabu has made a contribution to the message, so Anmutu will naturally leave a reward for his servants.
——He had previously ordered Hutabu to deliver the Xuanyuan Fragments, and he had never thought that Hutabu would come back alive. After all, the will of heaven is unpredictable. That person with an unknown origin broke through the formation set up by the court officials and escaped. No one can be sure of the emperor's mood. And now if he goes to deliver the letter, if he happens to offend His Majesty, not to mention whether Anmutu himself will be implicated, but the servant who goes to deliver the things will definitely die!
Fortunately, the final result is good.
Hutabu answered honestly, which is also a great achievement.
Anmutu's thoughts were flying in his mind, and his eyes looked at the "Hutabu" in front of him.
"Hutabu" - Wang Antai bowed and responded, and returned to the team.
He lowered his head and grinned inadvertently, as if he finally realized at this time that he was lucky on this trip!