Chapter 344: 344 can solve
Chapter 344 344 can be solved
After the Wuhejialou group left, the house next to Prince Chen's Mansion became empty again.
Chu Qianchen asked someone to clean up the next door, and left it idle for the time being.
The emperor has been sick since he fell ill on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and his energy is not as good as before. Even though he takes a lot of good tonics every day, his body has not improved much. I spent most of my time lying on the couch. I didn't even read a few books before I felt dizzy and lacked energy.
In this case, although the emperor did not trust the prince, he could only temporarily leave the government to the prince.
In this way, the emperor spent every day in the torment of the battle between heaven and man. On the one hand, he was worried that the prince would take the opportunity to seize power, and on the other hand, he was even more afraid that the emperor's star would dim and he would not be able to survive.
The emperor has been seeking Taoism and immortality for these years, and his purpose is naturally to live forever. However, now he can feel that his energy is declining little by little.
As Xuan Jing said, the dimming of the Emperor Star this time was indeed a great disaster in his life.
In the past twenty days, the emperor had not slept well and restfully. He tossed and turned day and night, making it difficult to fall asleep.
The more he couldn't sleep, the worse his health became. If this continued over and over again, in less than a month, he had aged several years.
Eunuch Ni and other internal servants who were personally serving him could clearly notice the emperor's deteriorating condition. However, no one dared to remind the emperor for fear of offending Long Yan. Recently, the emperor's temper was getting worse and worse.
The emperor was looking forward to seeing any good news from Xuanjing every day, and sent his servants to Yuanqing every day to check, but Xuanjing said that it would take ninety-nine and eighty-one days to refine the Yuan-Building Pill.
The days passed by, and the emperor felt that every day was like a year.
Finally, he looked forward to seeing Xuan Jing holding a silver whisk and possessing the spirit of immortality.
Xuanjing saluted the emperor in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. On the surface, he looked calm and calm, but in his heart, he was so shocked that he almost lost his mind.
The emperor had changed so much. His face was sallow, his eyes were cloudy and dim, there were a lot of gray silver threads on his temples, and his cheeks were even thinner and sunken, like an old man in his twilight years, as weak as paper. .
Xuanjing's legs were weak and weak, and he could hardly look directly at the emperor.
"Taoist Master Xuanjing, is the Buyuan Pill healed soon?" the emperor asked eagerly, staring at Xuanjing like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.
Xuanjing gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I'm almost healed, but..."
"But what?" the emperor asked impatiently.
Xuanjing sighed and took out the words he had prepared a long time ago: "There is still a missing medicine here in Pindao, called marrow balsam. The trouble is that this medicine does not exist in the Central Plains. It is said that only Tu Taishan in Youzhou Only then.”
A strange light flashed across Xuanjing's eyes. If the emperor sends people to look for medicine in Tutai Mountain, it will inevitably waste a lot of time.
"This matter is easy to handle!" The emperor's brows relaxed slightly, "Taoist Master Xuanjing, can this Bu Yuan Dan really help me recover?"
Of course the emperor wanted to believe in Xuanjing, but as his dragon body became worse and worse during these days, the emperor's belief was inevitably shaken.
The more uneasy Xuanjing felt in his heart, the calmer his face became, and he said with a bit of unpredictability: "It is recorded in our sect's book that this marrow balsam tastes sweet, sour, and astringent, is warm in nature, light yellow, and has a greasy luster. , is hard in texture and can be broken by light smashing. It has the effect of nourishing lung qi, strengthening muscles and bones, replenishing deficiency and damage, and calming down the five internal organs. "
Listening to Xuanjing's eloquent and conclusive words, the emperor's heart grew warm little by little. The heat spread from his heart to his limbs and bones, and even his eyes were burning with heat.
Xuanjing shook the fly whisk, glanced at the change in the emperor's expression, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, this Yuan-Building Pill is extremely difficult to refine. Refining it will consume life span. Originally, I had no intention of refining it in my life."
"The sky is unpredictable. This time the emperor's star is dim. I have no other choice but to repay the emperor for his kindness."
The emperor felt very comfortable when he heard this. He felt that Xuanjing was really loyal and he was worthy of his high regard for him.
The emperor called Eunuch Ni over and ordered: "Let the people from Jin Yiwei go to Tutai Mountain to find marrow balm, and then ask the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to search around the capital."
In this huge capital city, if there are no strange things, it is not necessarily impossible to find marrow balsam.
No one noticed that the corners of Xuanjing's eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes flickered uneasily.
After a cup of tea, Xuanjing left from the Yangxin Hall. The middle coat on his back was already soaked. He told himself in his heart that he had traveled thousands of miles from Mount Tai to Pi Tuo, and this marrow balm was extremely rare. It was impossible in the capital. some.
Xuanjing hurriedly left the palace. At the same time, the emperor's oral instructions were passed down from level to level in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. An hour later, Chu Lingxiao got the job and asked him and his people to stay in the Gyeonggi area. Look for pith balsam.
On this day, Chu Lingxiao came out of the Office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs half an hour early, eager to try. This was a great opportunity.
The emperor believed it and ordered Taoist priest Xuanjing to refine the elixir. As long as he could find this precious medicine as soon as possible, the emperor would be very happy. Then, he, a fifth-grade doctor, might be able to rise to a liter.
Chu Lingxiao inquired and found out that there was a medicinal material market in Liuxi Town near the capital, and medicinal materials from all over the country were sent there for trading. Chu Lingxiao planned to take people on a trip himself.
Thinking that he could not go out empty-handed, Chu Lingxiao quickly returned to the Hou Mansion.
When the wife saw her eldest son suddenly leaving the office early, she thought something had gone wrong. She was about to ask a few questions with concern, but she heard the eldest son say: "Mother, I want to make some money, ten thousand taels is enough..."
The Dowager's expression suddenly changed. The Hou Mansion's account was still empty. She had spent a lot of personal money to fill it, but it was like a hole that couldn't be filled. In the past few days, she has been worrying about next month's expenses.
The madam rubbed her brows and said, "Ling Xiao, I have no money left..."
Chu Lingxiao came here full of enthusiasm, but he didn't want to be poured a bucket of cold water on his head by the madam.
In the past, he took some silver from his father-in-law, ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands taels, but this time, his mother actually rejected him.
Chu Lingxiao's expression changed instantly, and he looked at the Dowager Madam with sinister eyes.
He once felt that his mother treated him the same as before, but now he realized that her mother had changed.
Chu Lingxiao knew that since Chu Lingyu was injured, he hired many famous doctors and used many precious medicinal materials. He spent money every day, and all the money went to the public account.
Chu Lingxiao also felt that Chu Lingyu had suffered a serious crime this time and was indeed a little pitiful, so he didn't say anything.
I didn’t expect my mother to be so partial!
Chu Lingxiao clenched his fists tightly and finally figured it out.
During the time he went to Youzhou, his mother's heart had long been biased, so biased that she wanted to sacrifice her son to fulfill Chu Lingyu's title.
And he was stupid enough to think that his mother agreed to Chu Lingyu's proposal just to save him and return to Beijing...
Chu Lingxiao's heart was completely cold, and he cast an extremely disappointed look at the lady on the kang, not wanting to beg her anymore.
"If you don't give it, you won't give it. Mother, why do you have to find such an excuse to deal with me!"
Chu Lingxiao's tone was cold and he waved his sleeves heavily and left.
The eldest son has never spoken in such a tone in his life! The madam looked at Chu Lingxiao in disbelief and shouted: "Lingxiao!"
Chu Lingxiao didn't stop or hesitate, and left without looking back.
The madam's heart shrank violently, and a dull pain came over her. Her whole body was shaking like chaff, and her face was getting whiter and whiter as if fading...
Grandma Wang was frightened and shouted excitedly: "Madam!"
"Madam..."
"..." The madam rolled her eyes and fainted. Her consciousness was shrouded in darkness, and she didn't know anything after that.
The darkness seemed to have no boundaries and was bone-chillingly cold.
When Mrs. Tai opened her eyes again, she saw the worried face of Grandma Wang, with tears in her eyes.
"Madam, you finally woke up. This slave is really frightened." Grandma Wang said tremblingly.
The madam moved her lips and asked with difficulty: "Where is Ling Xiao?"
"..." Grandma Wang looked embarrassed and hesitant.
The madam grabbed Grandma Wang's sleeves, clenched her fingers tightly, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Grandma Wang swallowed her saliva and could only say: "Madam, the eldest sir, he took the house deeds of the courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing and two shops in the capital."
What? ! The madam's eyes were so wide-eyed that she couldn't believe her ears.
These are the family properties of the Hou family that have been passed down for several generations!
This behavior of the eldest son is simply the same as selling off the ancestral property!
The madam rolled her eyes and passed away again.
Grandma Wang was frightened again. She was so frightened that she shouted "Mrs. Tai" again at the top of her lungs.
In Rongfu Hall, there was another burst of excitement, people were impetuous, and it was extremely noisy.
Without the control of the Shen family, the Yongding Marquis Mansion was like a sieve. From Chu Lingyu's serious injury, Chu Lingxiao's selling of his business, to his anger and illness, the events spread all over the capital and even closed the door. Chu Qianchen, who didn't come out, also heard about it.
Amber also guessed that Chu Qianchen would be happy to hear that Chu Lingxiao was unlucky, and he talked about it vividly.
Chu Qianchen walked forward slowly against the wind, but smiled and said nothing.
The bad days of the Chu family are still to come!
Seeing Yi'antang arriving, Hu Bo stopped talking and followed Chu Qianchen politely, acting as her shadow.
As for the affairs of the Chu family, Chu Qianchen just went in with one ear and out the other, just for fun. She didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the Chu family. Anyway, Gu Jue had sent someone to keep an eye on Chu Lingxiao. .
Aunt He knew Chu Qianchen was coming and came out to greet him in person, with a smile on her face.
After arriving at Prince Chen's Mansion, Nanny He calmed down little by little.
In the past, when she was in the palace, she had to be cautious in everything, for fear that Queen Mother Yin would accidentally be plotted by the empress again.
After she just moved out of the palace, she was also worried that the emperor would use various means to force the queen mother to return to the palace. As a result, the emperor actually made her sick; Prince Li came several times after the Lantern Festival, but was ignored by the prince. After dismissing it lightly, he gave up. Although the prince occasionally came to the palace, he only came to pay a visit to the queen mother. He was very obedient and did not ask the queen mother to return to the palace at all.
Now that the Queen Mother is living peacefully in Prince Chen's Mansion, Nanny He is completely relieved.
She has a broad heart and a fat body. No, after living in the palace for almost a month, Nanny He has become rounder and looks better.
Not only Nanny He, but also Queen Mother Yin.
"Queen Mother, let me take your pulse first." Before taking the pulse of Queen Mother Yin, Chu Qianchen first looked at her complexion and already had a rough idea.
Since the death of the late emperor, the Queen Mother Yin's body has been getting worse and worse. Firstly, the emperor secretly drugged the ginseng tea, and secondly, it was actually her heart disease. Now that the source of her physical and mental illness has been eliminated, Chu Qian Chen Chen nursed her back carefully, so the effect could be said to be rapid, and the Queen Mother's body had basically been restored.
Chu Qianchen retracted his hand and said with a smile: "Mother, you can stop taking the medicine, but you still need to pay attention to your daily life..."
Before she finished speaking, Queen Mother Yin already smiled and said: "Go to bed early and get up early, don't worry, don't get angry, take a walk at your leisure. Don't worry, I have remembered everything."
Queen Mother Yin winked jokingly: "I'm much more obedient than Ah Jue."
The last sentence made Grandma He and the palace maid laugh so hard that they almost laughed out loud.
Chu Qianchen couldn't help but laugh, nodded seriously and said: "Yes, Queen Mother, you are much more obedient than the prince. I told the prince not to read before going to bed. I just walked away for a while last night and he was caught by me. "
She complained to Gu Jue by the way.
Queen Mother Yin smiled, her eyes similar to Gu Jue's were half-smiling: "I'll talk about him later!"
Chu Qianchen pursed his lips and smiled happily. After taking two sips of tea, he changed the topic: "Mother, the prince and I are planning to go to Baiyun Temple to fulfill our vows. Do you want to go with us?"
"It's time to go. I'll go with you." Regarding her son, Queen Mother Yin naturally felt that this matter was important. She nodded without hesitation and asked, "When do you plan to go?"
Gu Jue has been carefully raised for a month. Except that he can't ride a horse, bend a bow, or practice martial arts, he is basically no different from ordinary people. As long as they didn't take off his clothes to see the shocking scar on his chest, others wouldn't be able to tell anything from his appearance. It was also because of his good recovery that Chu Qianchen relented and allowed him to go out for a walk. "Mother, I won't choose any auspicious day. Anyway, our family is not particular about it, so how about tomorrow?" Chu Qianchen said with a smile.
Queen Mother Yin liked the little girl's "not being particular" and agreed: "Okay, just tomorrow!"
Chu Qianchen was happy when he thought he could go out with Gu Jue. After chatting with Queen Mother Yin for a while, he left in a hurry to prepare for going out tomorrow.
Incense candles, sesame oil money, the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" that Chu Qianchen has copied during this period, plain snacks, carriages, etc. must be prepared in advance to avoid being in a hurry.
Early the next morning, they went out happily in a carriage, traveling lightly and without taking the royal carriage.
Because Chu Qianchen had asked Hu Huo to book a rest room at Baiyun Temple in the name of the squire in advance, Baiyun Temple had already sent a welcoming young novice waiting at the gate of the temple.
The people in the temple didn't know it was Prince Chen's palace, so they didn't put up a big show, it was simple.
"Three donors, come this way. The young monk will lead the three of them to the Mahavira Hall to offer incense." The young monk who greeted the guests was a chubby young monk, only six or seven years old. He spoke in a very serious manner, which was a bit childish. The feeling of an adult.
Chu Qianchen and Gu Jue embraced Queen Mother Yin from one side to the other as they entered Baiyun Temple. The green shade in the temple covered the sky and the sun, making people feel as if they were in another world.
Over the years, because Jinshang believed in Taoism and supported Taoism, the noble people of the Qi Dynasty followed suit and believed in Taoism, so the temple fell silent.
However, the incense in Baiyun Temple was acceptable. It was neither lively nor deserted. Occasionally pilgrims passed by them along the way.
This temple was built in the previous dynasty and has a history of more than 200 years. Therefore, the buildings in the temple are quite ancient. When walking around, you will feel a solemn atmosphere.
The young novice led them through a courtyard to the Mahavira Hall directly in front.
There happened to be no pilgrims in the hall, so the three of them knelt down on the futon in front of the Buddha and silently fulfilled their vows.
Queen Mother Yin looked at the compassionate and solemn Buddha statue in front of her, and suddenly felt an impulse in her heart, and made a wish in her heart: I hope they can go to the North together as a family.
Once upon a time, Queen Mother Yin only dreamed of this scene when she dreamed back at midnight, but after waking up from the dream, she would only feel more empty, because she knew that this dream was impossible to come true.
But things were different now. She dared to make this wish in front of the Buddha.
Because she knew this wish could come true.
When Queen Mother Yin opened her eyes again, she heard the young novice ask with a smile: "Female donor, can you ask for a signature?"
Queen Mother Yin was in a good mood today, so she agreed and took the lotus tube handed over by the little novice monk.
She shook the bamboo stick with both hands reverently, and after several repetitions, she shook out a bamboo stick.
The young novice monk picked up the bamboo stick and said: "Today the abbot of our temple will open the forum to give a lecture. After the lottery is solved, how many donors will go to listen to the scriptures? The young monk can ask the senior brother to reserve a few seats in advance."
Queen Mother Yin had a thought in her mind and asked, "Is the abbot of your temple Master Juehui?"
The little novice smiled and nodded.
Chu Qianchen knew that Empress Dowager Yin believed in Buddhism. Seeing that she was interested, he suggested: "Mom, I think we should go to the Dharma Hall to listen to the scriptures together, and ask Master Juehui to interpret the fortune-telling?"
Originally, Queen Mother Yin had no intention of listening to sutras at Baiyun Temple. She just wanted to burn incense today, walk around the temple, and have a simple meal before leaving. But now that she heard what Chu Qianchen said, she was also moved.
So with the encouragement of her son and daughter-in-law, she just accepted the offer.
After the group came out of the Main Hall, they temporarily went to the Dharma Hall.
There was still one stick of incense time before the sermon started, and there were only a few pilgrims in the Dharma Hall, most of whom knew each other well and were talking.
When Chu Qianchen and his party arrived, the pilgrims only glanced at them.
After Queen Mother Yin sat down, Chu Qianchen came out of the Dharma Hall again, saying that she would come back after asking for a peace charm.
Empress Dowager Yin smiled and sent Gu Jue to accompany Chu Qianchen.
Gu Jue followed the good and followed the flow.
As soon as the couple left the Dharma hall, they saw an old monk wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks walking towards them. The old monk had gray eyebrows and a face full of wrinkles. He was already in his sixties, but he walked calmly and moved his hands and feet calmly. , has a transcendent demeanor.
In the temple, not every monk is qualified to wear a red cassock, so Chu Qianchen immediately guessed the identity of the other person.
Chu Qianchen came forward and greeted with a smile: "Is this Master Juehui? If Master is available, I would like to ask Master to interpret the lot."
The lot Empress Dowager Yin asked for just now was still in the little novice's hand.
Master Juehui made a Buddhist salute, responded with a smile, and took the bamboo stick.
He glanced at the sign and seemed startled, then raised his eyes to look at Chu Qianchen and Gu Jue. His eyes glanced back and forth between the two of them, seeming surprised, confused, confused, and hesitant.
The little novice monk rarely saw such an expression on the abbot's face. He blinked and looked curiously between the abbot, Chu Qianchen and Gu Jue, scratching his head and ears.
Gu Jue also noticed something was wrong with Jue Hui's expression. Just as he was about to ask, Chu Qianchen asked first, "Master, what's wrong with this lot?"
Jue Hui's eyes moved between Chu Qianchen's brows: "The female donor had deep blessings and boundless merits in her previous life. The blessings she received in this life were all cultivated in her previous life."
"Human destiny is not static. The origin of life and death can be determined by a thought."
When he said the last sentence, Juehui's eyes slowly turned to Gu Jue, which seemed meaningful.
Chu Qianchen chewed his words silently, thoughtfully.
In the past life, in the present, she was mediocre and Da Qi was in decline. She and Qin Yao rebelled together. Some people scolded them, some praised them. No matter how future generations judge them, they finally pacified Da Qi and allowed the people to rest and recuperate.
In this life, she gave away the Purple Snow Pill for free, also because she wanted to help Xuanhu save the world and accumulate blessings for the prince.
In her past life and this life, no matter what her true starting point was, what she did was right and the path she took was also right.
In the last life, the prince died because of the broken blade in his chest. In this life, she saved the prince...
The spring breeze rustled the green bamboos in the Dharma hall, as if chanting sutras, and the atmosphere was solemn.
The little novice monk couldn't help but be in awe, and looked at Chu Qianchen with a different look, as if he was looking at a living Bodhisattva. This was the first time he heard the abbot speak so highly of people.
Master Juehui looked at the bamboo stick in his hand again, recited a Buddhist verse, and asked: "May I ask who asked for this bamboo stick and why did you ask for it?"
Chu Qianchen answered truthfully: "This is what my mother-in-law asked for for my husband and me, for peace."
Juehui performed another Buddhist ritual and said in a calm tone: "Female donor, my husband's death calamity has only been half resolved..."
Chu Qianchen's eyes darkened slightly, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What about the other half?"
"The time has not come yet." Juehui sighed.
Chu Qianchen didn't need to ask any more questions, Jue Hui said on her own: "Your life is precious beyond words, and this calamity of death is also different from that of ordinary people."
Others might not understand what it meant, but Chu Qianchen vaguely understood something. Master Juehui is right, the time has not yet come, and the death date of Gu Jue in his previous life has not yet come.
Gu Jue is the King of Chen, who controls hundreds of thousands of Northern Army and Xuanjia Army. He is not an ordinary person. His existence will definitely affect the structure of Da Qi, and even involve the Hao Kingdom on the other side of the distant river.
Gu Jue looked calm and patted Chu Qianchen's shoulder gently, with a slight smile of comfort.
Once, he was mentally prepared to die calmly, but now, he is reluctant to die, so he will live on.
"..." Chu Qianchen clenched the handkerchief tightly, frowning slightly.
Juehui's eyes glanced between the two of them again, and then said: "The female benefactor has resolved half of the death disaster for my respected husband. Now the two of us are one in life and death. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster depends on fate."
This time, Gu Jue's expression changed slightly.
Juehui means that the other half of the death disaster will also be faced by the couple together.
Chu Qianchen also understood this meaning and breathed a sigh of relief.
She is willing to protect the prince from death; she is happy to live and die together.
Next, if the soldiers come to block it, the water will come and the earth will cover it!
But how could Gu Jue let Chu Qianchen die for him? She had done enough for him. Even if he could not escape death, he also hoped that she could live well. She was not yet fifteen years old.
Gu Jue asked for the first time: "Master, can you resolve it?"
"Cause and effect have their own predestined laws, and everything depends on chance." Juehui said inscrutably, "Some people say that life and death have destiny; some people say that man is destined to conquer heaven... What does the donor think?"
"The benefactor was destined to die, but now because of your ladyship's faint hope of life, it will be up to you two to make your own decisions in the future."
Gu Jue: "..."
Gu Jue wanted to say something else, but Chu Qianchen reached out and took his left hand, holding it tightly.
Her palms were tightly pressed against his.
Gu Jue's palm was so warm, so solid, and full of life.
Enough! Chu Qianchen smiled slightly and nodded to Master Juehui in thanks: "Thank you, Master, for your advice."
Her smile was free and bright, like the boundless blue sky.
Chu Qianchen took back the bamboo stick from Master Juehui and fumbled with it gently.
From the "fate", she thought of another person, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Master, I have one more thing to ask. I have met a person whose fate is different."
Gu Jue moved his eyebrows and looked at her quietly.
Chu Qianchen didn't want to talk about ghosts and gods, so he considered his words carefully and said: "A person's personality suddenly changed drastically. She knew something that she was not supposed to know. She seemed to have two souls in her body."
Even Chu Qianchen himself felt that what he said was vague.
Juehui's gray eyebrows twitched and asked, "Is the female donor talking about a girl about the same age as you?"
Chu Qianchen: "..."
Chu Qianchen nodded.
Juehui slowly twisted the string of Buddhist beads with one hand, and looked at Chu Qianchen's face with her wise eyes before saying, "Last year, the poor monk once saw such a girl..."
Juehui met the girl by chance in the temple in the twelfth month of last year. At that time, he took a second look at her and found that she had never seen such a strange face. Her fate was extremely strange.
Unfortunately, he didn't know the other person's horoscope, so he couldn't tell more. He didn't expect to see two people with the same strange faces and fates today.
The fate of these three people seems to be involved with each other by an invisible force.
Chu Qianchen's eyes flashed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he asked: "Master, can she be solved like this...?"
(End of chapter)