When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Without thinking too much, Yin Huai pretended to be sour and patted his hand again: "Ms. Liu is so lucky."

This time Liu Ze's gaze was indeed on his hand, and he was not annoyed at being touched suddenly, instead he smiled kindly, as if pampering a naughty child.

Yin Huai started to hold his hand again, Ai Qing long Ai Qing short and began to talk at length, when he was talking about rising, someone in the palace told Yin Tai that he was coming.

Empress Dowager Yin didn't exchange pleasantries when she came, she directly asked her why she came.

"Why did Liu Aiqing enter the palace this time?"

"I have no intention of disturbing the leisure time of the Queen Mother and His Highness, it is just for the sake of offering sacrifices to the sky at the Mirror Terrace."

Yin Huai wondered why the national teacher didn't come in person, there are still some rules.

He only knew that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven dates back to the ritual of worshiping the moon by people in the ancient Yin Dynasty.

At that time, the national teacher summoned people with supernatural powers from all over the world to return to the Mingjingtai, and then held a grand ceremony to worship the gods and gods, so that the evil spirits were calmed down, and this custom has been passed down over time.

On the eve of the grand ceremony, the king of a country must set up a bright mirror platform, where he will bathe and fast for three days, and then the national teacher will light crimson in person, which means to get rid of filth.

The current national teacher, Shi Jiji, is a great help for several forces secretly fighting for it. He has no intention of the throne, but only gods and Buddhas in his heart.

And the people of the Great Yin Dynasty all worshiped gods devoutly, and if they said something that was not pleasant, they might respect him more than the emperor.

Liu Ze paused for a moment, then continued: "Besides, there is a severe drought in the southwest. Although the opening of warehouses to provide relief and the extensive construction of water conservancy have eased the situation, this year is different from the past. ...inspires the hearts of the people."

Yin Huai knew that even though Liu Ze had the intention to get his hands on the throne, he ignored the little emperor's various attempts at death with a laissez-faire attitude.

But although the current dark tide is turbulent between him and the regent, they are still in a delicate balance.

If at this juncture, the people's will is rebelled and the people riot and uprising, the time is not yet ripe, and the situation will be difficult to control.

"Of course I know." Yin Huai sat on the top, his eyes swept across his face.

Noticing that Yin Huai's eyes were frequently falling on him, Liu Ze looked back with a smile on his face.

When Yin Huai met his eyes, he immediately turned his head away, pretending to listen to the Empress Dowager Yin's speech seriously.

The reason why he looked at Liu Ze frequently was because he suddenly realized something.

Although he can't be sure of his own life experience, he can confirm it from Liu Ze.

Because it was said that the blood of the royal family of the Yin Dynasty would not be compatible with other people, so he also wanted to try it with Liu Ze.

See if there is any blood relationship between the two, if so, then the emperor himself is justified.

He couldn't help but glanced at Liu Ze again, but then again, he and Liu Ze really didn't look alike.

Several people talked for a while, after leaving the Palace of Compassion and Ning, the Empress Dowager Yin closed her eyes, and the maid beside her carefully squeezed her shoulders and beat her back.

"The little eunuch next to Huai'er is called Pingxi, right?"

The nanny who served her in front of her replied in a low voice, "It should be that she grew up with the emperor since she was a child."

"He looks clever, but he's not steady. It's better to refer to an older person to serve him."

Nanny knew what she meant, and understood that she wanted to put eyeliner on the emperor, so she sighed inwardly, why bother.

The emperor has long been raised and disabled, and he has no great ability to escape her control. It seems that the Empress Dowager Yin still doesn't trust the emperor.

"But the emperor likes it. The slaves know that the empress dowager is doing it for the emperor's good, but the emperor may not think so. For a slave, if there is any rift between the empress dowager and the emperor's mother and son, it would be bad."

The Empress Dowager Yin frowned slightly when she heard the words, and finally followed the meaning of her words, and said, "That's all."

After all, mother and child love each other, anyway, he will not live long.

There are only a few days before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. According to the rules, Yin Huai needs to move to the mirror stage at this time, bathe and fast for three days, and then the national teacher will light the crimson to remove the filth.

The Mingjingtai is built on the Wuxiang Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the cranes are constantly chirping, and it is hidden in the mist all the year round.

Out of the palace, all the way west.

It wasn't until the night was getting dark that a group of people came to the foot of Wuxiang Mountain.

When Yin Huai got off the sedan chair, an eunuch knelt down on the ground, and with a light turn of his toes, he stepped firmly on his back.

The stone steps in front of me are endless, and there is no end in sight.

The god attendants with white robes and silver faces on both sides stood quietly with downcast eyes, looking up at the stone steps with Yin Huai, knowing in their hearts that the end should be the mirror platform.

"Your Majesty, please follow me." There was a lamp attendant who slightly lowered his eyes and said softly.

Yin Huai responded lightly: "Yes."

As soon as Ping Xi wanted to follow, he was stopped by his background as a divine servant, "Please stay still, the mirror stage is only opened by the Holy One."

Ping Xi could only laugh and said: "It's natural, we know the rules, and we will wait for Your Majesty at the foot of the mountain in three days."

The people in the Mirror Tower, even a small servant, are different from the servants in the palace like them, and cannot be offended.

Yin Huai stepped up the cloud steps, and the hexagonal gauze lantern held by the white-robed god in front of him was burning with faint candles, swaying gracefully in the clouds and mists, and moving slowly.

I don't know how long I walked, the mist in front of me seemed to be thinner, as if I had reached the end of the stone steps.

Yin Huai raised his eyes and could vaguely see a person standing in front of him.

Walking in and taking a look, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

He had never seen such strange eyes.

There was no waves, and it was as calm as a pool of death. He had heard people say before that people's eyes are different, some are as bright as onyx, some are as bright as obsidian, and the eyes of the person in front of him are like dead jade.

Although he stood there looking at him, he was like a stone, neither sad nor happy, as if he had never had the slightest emotion from birth.

"Master Wuji." The servant knelt at his feet and said respectfully, "The Holy One has arrived."

"Ah."

The responding voice was very soft, as if it came from the clouds, and the face was hidden in the fog, and it was not clear until the mountain wind blew away and the mist was blown away, and the person shrouded in the clouds was fully revealed.

He is a person whose whole body is like snow.

Wrapped tightly in a snow-white robe, there is a sense of abstinence for no reason. The silver thread is like the cold snow in the evening mountains. The color of the eyes is light, and the long snow-white eyelashes tremble slightly, and the eyes quietly fall on Yin Huai.

"follow me."

After saying this, he turned around and walked slowly.

It was only then that Yin Huai noticed the octagonal ancient building behind him, with bronze bells hanging on each corner, and the wind blowing by made a clear and pleasant collision sound from time to time.

Yin Huai followed him into the building, and what came into view was a huge statue of a god, sitting on it, with a solemn treasure, eyebrows and eyes benevolent, as if quietly watching the thousands of ants among all living beings.

There are six sandalwood pillars standing one after another around it, and the snow-white veil flutters in the wind.

"This is the first floor." Shi Wuji said calmly, "The Holy One lives on the eighth floor."

Yin Huai let out an oh and didn't speak any more.

When he was in someone else's territory, he had to learn to be obedient.

Originally thought that Shi Jiji would lead him to the eighth floor, but in the end he was led through the ancient building to the back of the ancient building.

I saw a large area of ​​lush green in front of me, surrounded by trees, and there is a spring jade soup in the center, surrounded by uneven stone walls, clear water with bottom visible, steaming, smoky, like a fairyland

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yin Huai realized what he was going to do.

Shi Wuji's tone didn't fluctuate at all: "This is a non-phase spring, you need to soak here for three days to get rid of the filth of the world."

Yin Huai looked sideways, hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but asked, "Is there any rest time for the three days you mentioned?"

After soaking here without stopping for three days, even if it is soaked in Shenshui, he will soak off a layer of skin.

Shi Jiji said, "Naturally."

Yin Huai was relieved, he had just put his hands on the girdle, and paused slightly.Looking sideways at Shi Jiji, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is there anything else, Mr. National Teacher?"

Shi Wuji seemed to know what he was thinking, lowered his eyes, and said, "I need to guard the Holy Majesty here, this is a rule passed down from generation to generation."

Yin Huai frowned, but he also knew that he couldn't change it, so he could only pretend that there was no one around, but Shi Ji lowered his eyes and sat there quietly like a stone.

Accustomed to being served by servants, it was a bit clumsy to untie these complicated knots, so Yin Huai clicked softly impatiently.

Yin Huai walked slowly into the pool when he was completely naked.

The warm pool water was close to his skin, and Yin Huai found a stone wall to lean against, surrounded by bamboo leaves rustling, and the cool breeze in the mountains, so he completely submerged his upper body, only his head was exposed.

His eyes were wet, but he hadn't noticed it yet: "Are you sure no one else will come in here?"

Shi Wuji's eyelashes fluttered: "Yes."

Only then did Yin Huai feel relieved.

The spring water was warm, the people who soaked it felt dizzy, and Yin Huai was so bored waiting, he didn't know when he would get up, so he chatted with Shi Wuchen one after another.

"Did Master Guoshi grow up on the Mirror Stage since he was a child?"

"Yes."

"Then you rarely go outside?"

"......."

"I heard that it is very lively outside the palace. I heard that during the Lantern Festival, the streets are decorated with lights and festoons, crowded with people, dancers with acrobatics, and painted boats swimming on the river, brightly lit."

There was longing in Yin Huai's eyes, he seldom went out after coming here, he was trapped inside the palace wall all day long, and he also wanted to see the outside world.

The mist made his cheeks blush, three thousand blue hairs floating on the water surface, his skin was as white as snow, his black hair was sticking wetly to his cheeks, and his red lips were alluring.

Shi Jiji raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his eyelashes.

"However, it's quiet in the mountains, and the Master of the State Teacher probably doesn't want to go out." Yin Huai glanced at his face from the corner of his eye, and said deliberately.

There was no trace of anger on Shi Jiji's face, and his tone was calm: "Your Majesty is joking."

"What are the precepts of the people of the Mirror Tower?"

"Abstain from desire, abhorrence, anger, and greed."

"It sounds like he's out of this world." Yin Huai watched him, his voice was erratic due to the mist, "But Master Guo Shi hasn't stepped out of the mirror stage yet, and he has never entered the world. How can he be born?"

Shi Jiji raised his eyes, his eyes finally fell on him, his eyelashes fluttered, and his expression was slightly concentrated.

This is the first time he has shown human-like emotions. Although it is only a slight confusion, he is no longer like a stone without emotion.

"....."

Yin Huai didn't expect Shi Wuchen to answer at all, saying that these were just awkward because the atmosphere was too quiet, but after getting used to it, he didn't have the mood to talk anymore.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was nodding his head intermittently.

Shi Jiji stared at him, his beautiful light eyes didn't even blink, as if he had encountered something strange, he was very engrossed in his eyes