Xiaqingshan

As Li Zishen said, the rain came again that night, accompanied by thunder until midnight.On the second day, Li Zishen still wanted to go to the palace to give lectures, but this time the old eunuch who came to pick him up didn't tell him to go to Wenhua Palace by car, but took his cloak and waited.

Li Zishen really couldn't shirk it, and didn't want the other party to embarrass him, so he put it on.

Yesterday, he had a stagnation in his heart, and he forgot what he wanted to say. In the end, he only asked Li Changying to memorize a few articles. When he comes back today, he will naturally give lectures as hard as before.In fact, Li Zishen's illness is almost recovered, his health is not that bad, and he also learned swordsmanship and martial arts before leaving the teacher, so he has some foundation.It's just that in order to heal his friend, he also did it himself to serve soup and search for medicine. He had already pretended to be a lot of things, but in the end he was so anxious that he fell ill again as soon as others got up from the sick bed.

When Li Changying heard the news, he was very angry. Yes, the young master was not angry, but he was still angry. Originally, the queen mother kept him under strict supervision and forbade him to leave the palace. In addition, he wanted to be angry, so he didn't go to check it out. sick.

During this period, the Queen Mother sent people to send many medicinal herbs and supplements, and asked the old imperial physician who had been in the imperial hospital for many years to check the pulse, saying that healers cannot heal themselves, but Li Zishen's illness still did not heal, and it dragged on for another two months more than enough.

When lying on the sickbed, Li Zishen might have been a little confused, as if he had returned to Mount Gaotu in a daze.

Mount Gaotu is a mountain in the southern border. It is said that there was a school of Taoism on the mountain, but it is only a legend a long time ago.Gaotu Mountain is too high and densely forested. Many people or animals will get lost if they enter it. Slowly, fewer and fewer people go up the mountain.But for Li Zishen, Mount Gaotu is the only home in his heart.

He went up to Mount Gaotu when he was very young, and later left the mountain alone, so he lost even the only home in his heart.Since he has chosen to enter the world, he will never go back to the towering mountain.Where I am now is just a temporary shelter. There is no definite number of where this body will drift.Including Nayouyou Nanshan, the small Taoist temple on Nananshan.

The little servant Ping An anxiously wanted to find a doctor and decoction again, but Li Zishen was seriously ill, but he was still thinking vaguely that even the imperial doctor couldn't help him, what if he really died at this time?

The little emperor Li Changying was left with an extremely strict Taifu, as for the queen mother in the palace, she might feel sorry for a moment and forget about him as a pawn.

What should my little servant Pingan do? He is still a half-grown child and not very sensible, but he is still clever and can barely find a way to survive.

The only friend who has just recovered may be able to find a resting place for himself based on his care in the past.

Who else?

If he died like this today, would Master find it when he looked up at the sky occasionally?He doesn't like divination so much, I'm afraid he can't find it.

What about others?

His thoughts returned to the Gaotu Mountain.

There is a Baiyun Temple on Gaotu Mountain, which is built in a place inaccessible to people, and Li Zishen grew up here.

The Baiyun Temple is actually not big, and the offerings are for the Taoist Sanqing, but the candlelight in front of the case is on and off.His master said that there are many people and few things in the audience, so we should be careful.Li Zishen felt that Master was just too lazy to take care of him.

Li Zishen used to sweep the small courtyard, but after having a junior, it was the junior who came to sweep it.

Every time I do the job of drying the books in the library, I do it by myself. Occasionally, the master will sit in the yard and point out, but it is just to watch the fun, and occasionally he reaches out to say that he will bring a certain book, but does not come to help.

Li Zishen usually cooks, and occasionally the second junior brother. Originally, there are only meals for them. His master has already mastered bigu, so he doesn't need to eat, but he still clamors to come.The master and apprentice sat around the table, Li Zishen held back the hand of the master who wanted to drink, and at the same time he had to bring food for the disciples.

Master, Junior Brother...

Li Zishen has a master and two younger brothers.

The master's age is unknown, his name is Xu Daoqian, and it's not known if it's true or not, and no one knows who his master is, why he was the one who brought Li Zishen to Mount Gaotu in this Taoist temple.

But the difference in age between the two of them is not too much, they only look like three or four years old, but their temperaments are far from each other, they both came up the mountain later.

The second junior brother's surname is Song Huaijin, and the junior junior brother's name is Fu Sheng.The second junior brother Song Huaijin was seldom talkative, very calm and restrained, but every time he had some shortcomings in his homework and was taught a lesson by his master, he would get angry at first, and then come to Li Zishen to comfort him.The little junior has a bit of a personality, and he doesn't seem to get along well with the second junior. When he goes down the mountain to buy things, he is eloquent, and no one dares to give him less money. Although he was not as talented as the second junior when he was on the mountain, he was still hardworking and practical. .

Li Zishen seemed to have returned to the past in a daze. One morning, the second junior brother Song Huaijin saw that he hadn't woken up yet, so he ventured into the senior brother's room to check, only to find out that Li Zishen was ill.

Strange to say, Li Zishen has never been ill since he went up the mountain. The temperature on Gaotu Mountain is neither too cold nor too hot.

Song Huaijin hurriedly called the master, and the energetic master saw his eldest apprentice who had fallen ill, as if he knew something, he wrote the prescription in a short while, and asked Song Huaijin to fetch the medicine.

At that time, the second junior brother Song Huaijin took care of him for several days, until Li Zishen recovered from his illness, and when he woke up, he saw his junior brother lying on his bedside.As soon as he moved, the other party woke up with a start.Seeing Li Zishen waking up, Song Huaijin's eyes were reddened, she didn't know what to say, and soon got up and ran to find her master Xu Daoqian.

Li Zishen stopped him at that time, and said it's okay, you come up to rest, and I will go find the master by myself.

The scene of the past has long been blurred, and it turns out that such a long time has passed.At that time, my little junior brother was afraid that Li Zishen would really die of illness like this, so he stayed by his side day and night, and Li Zishen saw him when he opened his eyes.

Thinking about such a serious illness, it was only that one time.

Everything in the dream seemed to overlap, the roof of the hut in the Baiyun Temple on Nagaotu Mountain gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him, as if he had never left Gaotu Mountain, and it seemed that his master or younger brother would push the door the next moment When he came in, one clamored to take his pulse while the other brought a medicine bowl.

Li Zishen thought about it, and slowly became sober, and now only the servant who opened the door would come in safely, Li Zishen said a prescription, and asked someone to get the medicine.

He knew it was a heart disease, and it might be useless to treat it with heart. He could only adjust it himself, and it might get better instead.

After recovering from illness, he came back to the palace again.Yesterday was Grain Rain, Li Zishen recalled some past events, coupled with the memories of Gaotu Mountain during his illness, even he himself couldn't help being distracted.Today, it is necessary to give lectures.

The place is still the Wenhua Palace, and Li Changying has already arrived, pulling Li Zishen to ask him to sit down quickly and read the new words written by the little emperor yesterday.

Li Changying's calligraphy was taught by the gentleman invited by the mansion and his father in the early years, and later taught by the Taifu. It is very beautiful and suitable for an emperor.Li Zishen nodded, indicating that his writing was good, after thinking about it, he said that he would continue to talk about formations today.

The little emperor liked to hear about the little master, it was much more interesting than what the old master said.Li Zishen didn't ask him to learn it, it seemed that he was just listening and playing to relax his mind.

It is useless for the emperor to learn these things, Li Zishen once said.

But mortals can use it to listen to it, and it can also be used as a pastime.

What he teaches on weekdays is as complicated as what he has learned himself. He doesn't know much about the art of emperors, or he hasn't studied it hard. Where is it his turn?But Yin-Yang Taoism, Qimen Dunjia, Formation Mechanism, Qihuang Gu Poison, Art of War History, etc. are quite researched, and you can talk about it for a long time if you just pick one.

Li Changying also knew in her heart that these were just what the little master said to him. If he really wanted to learn everything, it would not look like an emperor would do it.Maybe in a few years, the fifth day of each month will be reduced, and Li Zishen will not need to come to the palace to be a tutor but a playmate on the surface.

It has actually been a long time since the last time I talked about the formation method, Li Changying somewhat forgot.During the break, he asked his little wife, would he know fortune-telling?

Li Zishen thought about it and said yes.

Will we meet each other?

Will do.

The little master is really a rare talent.Li Changying sighed.He said, but he didn't mean to make the other party predict.

But Li Changying didn't know that Li Zishen seldom read divination, and he couldn't deduce his own fate.What is the fate of a person who should die?His master Xu Daoqian usually doesn't show him fortune-telling either.And he himself will not tell others fortune-telling.

I don't want the little master to tell me fortune-telling.Li Changying said suddenly.

Li Zishen nodded, saying that the emperor is the real dragon emperor.

Li Changying laughed, thinking that the fate of the world should be held in the palm of his hand, and he should not completely obey the metaphysics of hexagrams and images.When I was young, I also thought that God would treat me harshly and my life would be hopeless, but I still met Li Zishen later.

This is the real thing.

"Little Master, what happened yesterday, are you still sick?"

Li Changying thought for a while and asked.The little master is usually more serious than anyone else, but yesterday he often lost his mind.

Li Zishen shook his head: "The minister's illness is already cured."

In fact, he just suddenly felt that a storm was coming.There was no need to deliberately do divination, Li Zishen just stood in front of the house door, looking at the rain curtain, and had such a premonition in his heart.

But Li Changying was not afraid after hearing what he said, the little master would be there no matter what.The little master knows everything, what else do you need to be afraid of?

Li Zishen is often misunderstood by others, occasionally by people who live next door, or by people in the Empress Dowager's palace.

His errand was appointed by the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother and the people in her palace didn't call him Tai Tuo very much. When the palace people came to send some things, they often called him Xiaodaochang, while the Queen Mother directly called him Li Zishen's name.He has been down the mountain for many years, if it wasn't for the fact that people often called him that, he would have almost forgotten that he was still a little Taoist priest.

Li Zishen used to wear black clothes, even on Mount Gaotu, this was his habit since childhood.Later, when he was going to the palace to give lectures, there were fixed rules, so he seldom wore black anymore, but often wore white.Originally, his surname was also to be changed, but Li Changying didn't want him to change it, so Li Zishen continued to use this name.

Compared to when he was on Mount Gaotu, he has indeed changed a lot.

It was not a mere appearance, or a change of character.It is an unspeakable change.

He was still the same as before, he didn't like to tie his hair up, he only tied it loosely at the back of his head, and there were always some slightly longer strands at the temples, the little emperor let him go.

Li Zishen himself couldn't tell, but there was no one in the capital who knew him before, and as time passed, no one could feel it.

As for the familiar people on Nagao Tu Mountain, they will never see each other again in this life.