The Prince and the Demon Monk [Rebirth]

Liang Cheng did not expect that Emperor Ming Yuan would come over in person.

It gets dark quickly in winter, and the night is already thick after the first moment of the You hour.

The westerly wind howled, passed through the hall, rolled up countless fallen leaves, and the frightened bird bells hanging under the corners of the eaves rang in the strong wind, making the courtyard more empty and lonely.

Guizhenju is located in a large area of ​​green calyx and white plum blossoms. The Daxiangguo Temple is glorious, covering a vast area, and has thousands of monks. In addition to the reputation of "the hero of the world", it also attracts literati and inkmen because the temple is full of poor people and the courtyard is full of cold fragrance. countless.

The residence of Guizhen prepared by the abbot for Liang Cheng is a separate courtyard, separated by the flower-piercing corridor, there are Wuxiangju and Xiangjizhai, and it faces the original Meilin Jingshe across the water. At the intersection, there is an octagonal glazed pavilion in the middle, which is the best place in the Daxiangguo Temple, so the Hongmei Jingshe has become a royal hut, and the courtyard on the Baimei side has become a guest hall, which is specially designed to receive great monks.

This Guizhen residence has not had any visitors for a year, the courtyard is a bit barren, between the bluestone slabs, there are long withered and broken grass, when Liang Cheng came in, he felt desolate, without the slightest sense of human fireworks.

The Nuan Pavilion and the meditation room have been cleaned. Liang Cheng had just changed out of his blue monk clothes when a young novice came to report. A group of people came in the lobby, their expressions were quite nervous, "Layman, it seems that they are from the palace..."

Liang Cheng calmly got up, let the little novice retreat, An Xiping followed behind him, the two came to the main hall, and saw Emperor Ming Yuan standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and there was no one around, Liang Cheng paused and raised his hand. Signaling An Xiping to back down with his hand, he lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and stopped three steps behind Emperor Ming Yuan, lifted his front skirt, and knelt down heavily.

"My son and minister are not filial."

Emperor Ming Yuan had already passed the age of no confusion, but because of practicing the Bodhi Heart Sutra, he looked no different from thirty, with black temples and rosy skin, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was at the height of the sun.

The previous emperors of Daqi were all magnificent in appearance and burly in stature, but Emperor Ming and Yuan had a feminine face, clean and elegant, resembling Empress Dowager Zhao to some extent, but not to whom.

Such a smile makes people feel like a spring breeze. In front of all officials, he has always been tolerant and tolerant, but those who have experienced the bloody year when Emperor Ming Yuan succeeded to the throne will never think that Emperor Ming Yuan is a kind master.

At this moment, his face sank like water, and without turning around, he let Liang Cheng kneel like that, and said coldly, "You are not unfilial, your wings are hardened."

"I don't dare!" Liang Cheng slammed down heavily, his forehead hit the hard bluestone slab without hindrance, making a dull sound.

"Don't dare?" Emperor Ming Yuan finally turned around, looked down at Liang Cheng at his feet, and saw that he was already wearing black clothes, and his eyes were even more angry, "You can even cut first and then play, why don't you dare! She Jun To become a monk is a big matter, how dare you lie to me!"

"Father, I dare not deceive you in any way," Liang Cheng kept his forehead on the ground, his eyes were as dark as deep, his words were full of fear and sorrow, but his face was frozen, "I am indeed entrusted by the Buddha to dream, Jingji Jiuqing Wuxue, if you want to relieve the calamity, you have to become a monk."

"Father..." Liang Cheng let himself tremble, "Actually, the Buddha said that my son's life is peculiar. If he can become a monk, he will not only be safe for the rest of his life, but also protect the country. Death is inevitable, Daqi will also be punished by heaven, the capital has never experienced winter drought, this time there is no snow, it is a warning..."

"The death of my son and minister is nothing to worry about. If it hurts the country and the people of the world, it will not be enough for my son and minister to die. I hope the emperor will forgive the crime of not repaying my son and minister."

After Liang Cheng finished speaking, he kowtowed again and didn't get up for a long time.

Conjecture flashed in Emperor Ming Yuan's eyes, his eyes were heavy, he stared at Liang Cheng's straight back, his eyes touched the blood relic on Liang Cheng's wrist, and suddenly recalled what Zen Master Wudu said back then, he didn't want it to be a prophecy...

After a long time, Emperor Ming Yuan sighed lightly, looking like a loving father, he picked up Liang Cheng, stretched out his hand to caress Liang Cheng's forehead, and said in a tone of reproach and distress, "Why don't you love yourself so much, I'm also in a hurry , You child, I made things difficult for you."

How long has it been since he saw his father being so close to him? Liang Cheng was in a trance and sore, but he was quickly suppressed by himself. He had already paid for this kindness in his previous life with his life. Eliminate greed and ignorance, so that you will be strong without desire, free from worry and fear.

Seeing that Liang Cheng bowed his head and remained silent, Emperor Ming Yuan thought that the child was wronged, so he sighed: "When you were one year old, Zen Master Wudu once said that you will have one life in this life, and you can only break it by entering Buddhism. It seems that it is not false. You The blood relic in your hand is a gift from Zen Master Wudu."

Liang Cheng stroked his wrist, and said: "Everything is fate, no one is special, my son and minister are... also willing."

"Forget it, you can practice here first, but your body, hair and skin are the parents of your parents, and you cannot be harmed. You are a nobleman in heaven, so there is no need to discuss the matter of shaving. If the dream entrusted by the Buddha comes true, you will be able to take care of your hair." Practicing, father and emperor can't bear to see my son... being ordered to rob and grind."

"Thank you, father, for your mercy."

Emperor Ming Yuan patted Liang Cheng on the shoulder: "Your uncle is returning to the imperial court now, and will arrive in Beijing in a few days. He has always loved you. If he hears that you are going to become a monk, he will be anxious and angry. You should persuade him carefully." he."

There was a sadness in Liang Cheng's heart. It seemed that this was the purpose of his father's visit. His uncle, the head of the Li family, the great general of the country protector, Li Duqiu, was in command of the Northwest Army, with a cloud-piercing arrow. Among the ten thousand horses, only the leader of the enemy army was taken, and his prestige in the army was so strong that he was very much feared by Emperor Ming and Yuan.

However, Daqi has Tubo in the west and Turks in the north. In addition, natural disasters are frequent in various places and the treasury is not abundant. I am afraid that the Ming and Yuan emperors have already attacked the Li family, even if the Li family is a loyal family.

Liang Cheng was feeling ups and downs in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest bit. He just acted obediently, nodded repeatedly and said, "Father, don't worry, uncle will understand."

Emperor Mingyuan was satisfied, and after a few more words of concern, he left at night. Liang Cheng stood at the gate of the courtyard to send off the holy driver, until the figure of Emperor Mingyuan disappeared, and he was still standing at the door, his eyes were like mist, looking faintly. far away.

After an unknown amount of time, a satin rabbit fleece blouse with a silver edge was put on her body, and An Xiping's voice came from behind, "Your Highness, the wind is cold and the dew is heavy, we'd better go back to the room."

"Xihei, I'm very happy... very relaxed..."

How could His Highness be happy and relaxed, he must be forgiving him, An Xiping's eyes turned red immediately, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness..."

Liang Cheng let out a mouthful of white mist and smiled, "I'm really happy."

"Your Highness..." An Xiping hesitated, "If it doesn't snow... what should we do?"

"No, in three days' time, the entire Gyeonggi will be covered in silver. At that time..." Liang Cheng scratched the bridge of An Xiping's nose, "Let's go for a snowball fight. I've never done it before."

"..." An Xiping burst into tears, "Yes! Your Highness!"

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In the past two days, the streets and alleys of the Eastern Capital, teahouses and wine shops, are all talking about the prince's vow to become a monk in front of the Buddha for the sake of the common people. Ordinary people don't understand what is involved. Dedicated to the people, it can be called a world of virtue and virtue, benefiting the world.

And above the court, there were fierce quarrels. Although Liang Cheng did not form a clique for personal gain, he was a very qualified heir. Naturally, the power is not small, and now, once he becomes a monk, there is no warning, which really catches people off guard.

There are those who are opposed to it, and there are those who are in favor, especially the Party of the Second Prince and the Party of the Four Princes.

Emperor Ming Yuan sat on the dragon chair, seeing the expressions of the people below, noncommittal.

The most urgent one is naturally the second prince Liang Hong. Emperor Ming and Yuan had six sons and three daughters. The ancestors started the family, the nobles have been honored for many generations, and the talents in the clan come forth in large numbers. The power should not be underestimated. Once Liang Cheng really becomes a monk, the chances of the second prince will be greatly increased. Too much.

And the other one who can compete with them is the fourth prince Liang Wei, the mother concubine He Guifei, two direct brothers, one civil and one military, the eldest brother You Cheng He Bingyu, who is quite prestigious among scholars, and the younger brother He Bingshuo, the leader. Zuo Longwu Xiaowei, in charge of the Ximen Suwei camp in the eastern capital.

The rest of the princes, either attached to one side, or waited and watched from a neutral position, have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, with turmoil and treachery.