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In his eyes, the man's aggressive face and those calm and occasionally smiling eyes gradually enlarged.When the breeze was about to sweep over his lips, he felt a bit of warmth, and the gentleness surprised him.

The warmth didn't last long, and they were gone at the first touch.

Xun Zhui stared blankly at Yan Zhaohe's face from near to far, Yan Zhaohe caressed the young man's thin lips, "Smile more in the future."

It should be hard, Xun Zhui lowered his head and pressed his lower lip with his hand.

People like Yan Zhaohe shouldn't be so gentle.The verbal battles in the court hall, the life and death when giving orders, and the people who have seen the light of swords and blood.

Why are lips so soft.

With doubts, Xunzhui asked seriously: "Can I do it again?"

Yan Zhaohe didn't expect the little emperor's words to be astonishing, so he said no with a sullen smile.

"why?"

The little emperor was not stingy with his precious voice.

"Because it is luck, luck can only be obtained once by accumulating." Yan Zhaohe explained.

Xun Zhui didn't understand, but he questioned Yan Zhaohe, but Yan Zhaohe remained silent.Putting down his temper and asking for an answer or not, Dang even turned his face in anger and left Yan Zhaohe to go back to his room to rest.

It was Yan Zhaohe's idea to go for a walk after dinner. Xun Zhui dozed off after eating, but Yan Zhaohe was afraid that he would be noisy after sleeping now, so he drove him out for a walk to wake up and digest.Xun Zhui came back with a bright smile that couldn't be wiped away from his mind, and was confused by Yan Zhaohe again, so he ignored the countless prohibitions, plunged into the bed and fell asleep with the quilt in his arms.

It's true that the little emperor can't eat much, but he can really sleep.I didn't suffer from insomnia at all after a good night's sleep, and I got up to watch the sunrise when I heard the rooster crowing in the morning.

After watching the sunrise, he also copied the rest of the scriptures. When the servant came to deliver breakfast, he told Xun Zhui that the prince had something to go out last night, and he hasn't come back yet.

Xun Zhui didn't take it seriously, Yan Zhaohe's whereabouts were uncertain, and he didn't have a special need for him now, so he just left.

He saw the little monk with a bright smile again. The little monk was carrying a lot of fruit in his clothes. Seeing Xun Zhui, he smiled and asked him if he wanted some.

"This is the fruit we planted ourselves on the mountain. We planted it the year before last. It didn't bear much fruit last year, but it grew very well this year."

Xun Zhui didn't eat food from outside, he had to have his servants try it before eating it, he couldn't refuse the little monk, so he just took one and held it in his hand.After the little monk left, he tossed the fruit back and forth in his hands for a while, then put it in the middle of the table and turned his head to do his own thing.

I didn't see Yan Zhaohe coming back in the afternoon. Before dinner, Xun Zhui wore a cloak and walked around the gate of the temple several times under the guard of his servants. He didn't stop until he met the abbot here.

The abbot looked kindly, smiled and asked Xunzhui what he was waiting for.

Xun chased his head, his eyes still fell on the abbot, and the servant standing behind him immediately said: "My master hasn't come back yet."

Yan Zhaohe and the two servants brought out this time are relatively smart, although they are not as good as those who have served Xunzhui in the palace for many years, but they are quite handy for Xunzhui.

"I don't know if the little benefactor is still used to living in the temple?" the abbot asked.

Xun Zhui clasped his hands together to the abbot, expressing his good attitude.

"Since the prince brought the little benefactor here to live, the little benefactor often walks around. Although this place is far away from the bustling city and not as interesting as the capital city, it is better in the quiet environment and beautiful scenery."

Xunzhui was not in the mood to talk to the abbot, and the abbot asked again if Xunzhui came to the temple to offer incense?

Xun chased for a moment.

The abbot smiled and said: "Now is a good time, please come with me, little benefactor, to burn incense sticks."

Xun Zhui doesn't believe this, but it's not a big problem for him if he can't get incense, it's for others to see.

He signaled to the abbot to wait for a while, told his servant to stay here, and went back to the meditation room alone. When he came back, he had a small stack of copied Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

The abbot took it and first praised Xunzhui for his good writing, and then asked Xunzhui what he wanted to achieve or who he wanted to pray for, and told the Buddha together in a while.

Xun Zhui nodded and prevaricated the abbot indiscriminately, thinking why this abbot has so many things to do, there are even monks who force people to burn incense and worship Buddha.Buddhism pays attention to sincerity and sincerity, but Xun Zhui has no wish at all. At best, he can wish that this summer will pass quickly. After a while, he still doesn't know how hot the weather will be.

The little emperor's expensive knees seldom bend, he seldom goes to the queen mother's place, and only goes to perfunctoryly drink a cup of tea when necessary in a year.Xun Zhui knelt on the futon, and the abbot knelt down with him, and the voice of the abbot chanting sutras slowly sounded in his ears.

Xun Zhui took advantage of the fact that everyone in the Buddhist hall was not paying attention, and gave a little yell, and put his gaze on the shiny Buddhist beads in the hands of the abbot.

He began to guess what material it was made of, and how much silver it would sell for in the market.

Because of his noble status, the copied scriptures were placed at the highest place. Looking at his pitifully few pages being placed on top of countless thick piles of scriptures, he suddenly felt that power look.

Get better without breaking a sweat.

But if such a powerful person prays for blessings, will the Buddha really bless him?

He quietly listened to the abbot's chanting, and the smell of fragrance lingered around him. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to see what the Buddha looked like in the eyes of the world?

But when he looked up and saw the statue of Buddha, the statue seemed to be alive, looking at him with a smile.

Xun Zhui opened his mouth, the corners of his eyes turned cold, and tears fell down uncontrollably.

His heart seemed to become empty at this moment, turning into a barren wilderness.

And the wilderness was ignited at a certain moment, completely scorching the soil, and the sound of crackling sparks made him unable to control the discomfort, and he couldn't help but close his eyes in pain.

I don't know how long it lasted. When he came back to his senses, the abbot squatted in front of him. His eyes were not full of the kindness he saw at the gate of the temple just now, but more of it was an expression of compassion from Buddhism that he couldn't understand.

"What wish did the little benefactor make?"

Xun Zhui was at a loss, the abbot didn't really want his answer, "There are quite a few people who shed tears in front of the Buddha, and this is the first time I've seen someone like the little benefactor who expressed his true feelings just by looking at the Buddha."

Xun Zhui rolled his throat, "No."

The abbot smiled, got up and went to the table to take an offering fruit and put it in Xunzhui's hands.Xun Zhui felt familiar, this fruit seemed to be of the same variety as what the little monk wanted to give him.

"This is the fruit we planted in the back mountain. The Buddha blesses us. The people who eat the fruit grown around the Buddha will be blessed."

Xun Zhui took the fruit with both hands, and opened his mouth to bite under the watchful eyes of the abbot.

The fruit juice is wanton, and the rich sweet and sour will cover the dull taste buds.The abbot asked Xunzhui how it tasted, and Xunzhui said it was okay after eating the whole fruit.

Yan Zhaohe didn't reply a confirmation letter after this trip, Xun chased and lived alone in the temple, after all the novelty passed, it was boring after all.

It's hard to complain, but it's true to be unhappy.There were pastries in the box that Yan Zhaohe brought, and he ate a third of them within a short while.This pastry is different from the craftsmanship in the palace as soon as you eat it. The pastry in the palace is not as refreshing as the pastry made by the back chef of King Zhao's Mansion.Delicacy is exquisite, but it is too sweet, and after a few bites, there is no desire to continue eating.Anyway, everything in the palace is exquisite, and it doesn't matter whether it is used well or not, as long as it is higher than those workshops outside the palace, the goal will be achieved.

The little girl brought by Yan Zhaohe can weave grasshoppers, the servant came back after finding suitable grass for weaving, Xun Zhui and the little girl sat under the tree to weave grasshoppers.Xun Zhui didn't know how to do it. He watched the little girl weave and learned by himself. Although the final weaving was not very good-looking, it was still a pastime.

The little maid can tell stories, and the stories of ghosts and gods are lifelike. She not only talks, but also acts. She really looks like a storyteller in a teahouse.

Xun Zhui didn't think the story was very interesting, but watching the little maid jumping and jumping was very amusing.

The sun was sinking to the west, and the candles were all moved to the courtyard. Once night fell, the temperature dropped sharply. The little maid went into the room to find Xunzui's cloak, and Xunzui lay on the stone table to tease the ugly grasshopper he had made.

The man's hand was caught off guard and held his teasing grasshopper's hand, and he saw the tall shadow beside him under the moonlight, and the cheerful footsteps of the little maid were also stopped by the owner of the shadow.

The man put the cloak on Xun Zhui himself, "You made it up?"

Xun Zhui pointed to the little maid.

Yan Zhaohe laughed, "Xiao Ru's skills have regressed."

Xiao Ru stuck out her tongue at Yan Zhaohe embarrassedly, saluted and said, "Do you want to eat, my lord? Your majesty... the servant has left your meal in the kitchen." Xiao Ru found that the little emperor was staring at herself, so she quickly changed her words.

"No need." Yan Zhaohe said, "Go down and rest."

Xun Zhui felt that Yan Zhaohe would definitely continue laughing at his Grasshopper, so he put the Grasshopper in his sleeve pocket and sat up straight, Yan Zhaohe just sat down in front of him.

"When I came here, I saw the abbot, and the abbot said that you went to plant an incense plant?" Yan Zhaohe said, "Hurry up to report from the south, the rain is too heavy, and the situation is not good."

Yan Zhaohe's difficulty can be divided into two situations. One is that it is not easy to handle, but it is still under control and needs to be cared about.The second is literally not so good, can't get worse but can't get better either.

Xun Zhui looked at him questioningly, Yan Zhaohe took out the letter from his arms and put it in front of Xun Zhui.

Xun Zhui turned his head aside, not wanting to look.He was about to slip back to his room, when Yan Zhaohe said solemnly, "Your Majesty."

"..."

It's really hard to be an emperor, every time Xun Zhui has to go to see the newspaper, he wants to give the throne to whoever he wants.As long as the emperor is not himself, he can say anything.

"His Royal Highness King Zhao personally said:

Continuous rain but no clear sky, there are several dams on the river bank, the number of which is only five fingers intact, some small villages have signs of plague, and the minister sent people to step up to understand the situation.The disaster relief funds have not yet been paid for, and the local government refuses to open warehouses to release grain, and the people's anger is no longer able to suppress it. "

Yan Zhaohe: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

It's a bit miserable, Xun Zhuixin said.

"How does His Majesty want to deal with it?"

"Your Majesty is about to come of age, and I have fulfilled the late emperor's last wish. In order to ensure that Your Majesty is familiar with all matters in the court when I leave, so as not to be caught off guard and disturb the court, I want to hand over this matter to Your Majesty." .”

Xun Zhui frowned, Yan Zhaohe's expression was too serious, as if he was trying to coax him to play.

"King Zhao." Xun Zhui said coldly.

"The minister is here."

"Serve me and go to bed." Xun Zhui untied his cloak and threw it on the stone table, and left without waiting for Yan Zhaohe's response.