Break the line

With a trembling voice, he shouted loudly: "Ah Jia, go to the imperial physician, I have a headache! Take all these people there, I don't want to see them!"

Ah Jia was taken aback, and soon realized that the emperor had something private to say to the princess, why should they be an eyesore, they hurried out, and gently closed the door, the little eunuch asked: "Brother, do we want to report back to the Queen Mother?"

Ah Jia poked his forehead vigorously with one finger: "I'll tell you how big you are!"

"Oh, we are His Majesty's entourage after all, so we must have His Majesty in our hearts."

"Yes Yes"

The door of the hall was closed, and there was silence. The little emperor suddenly grabbed Li Zui's arm: "Sister, run away, run away! They want you to go to the Pope's Blowing Horn Mountain to practice for me, for the rest of your life! Run away, you can escape!" The farther the better!"

It was rare for Chang An to speak so many words in a row, but at this moment his hands were no longer trembling, and Li Zui's arm hurt from grabbing.

"Chang'an, don't worry, take your time, it's the Queen Mother and King Xiande who plan to let me go to the Pope to practice instead of you, right?"

"Ok!"

Li Zui sneered for a while, heh, it's really a good plan to plan to live and die!Li Zui's injuries doomed her not to survive, that is to say, she had to die in Chuanjiao Mountain after two years of practice, so the royal family had one more reason to avoid the weak emperor from practicing. You see, even the princess died with you, the emperor is precious , There must be no more risks.

A smile that melted away from the rain suddenly appeared on her face: "Chang'an, my sister's life is only two years old. Of course I'm going to Chuanjiao Mountain!"

-Complete-

Chapter 22

Fu Ling knocked on the door anxiously: "Master, it's three quarters of the clock, if you don't leave, it will be too late..."

"Let's go." Meng Hui, who had already been fully dressed, stood up, and the moment he opened the door, he glanced back at the table. It was Li Zui who gave the Pope a pair of ruyis after the Blood Moon Stone case. I'm sorry, I How much I wish I was only Cui Menghui, not Pope Daozi personally preaching the elder Menghui.

Today is the first day of junior high school, the big Asahi.For the first time, the emperor did not decree that the empress dowager came to the court, civil and military officials, internal and external courtiers, in order, standing on both sides, waiting, until the ministers standing outside the hall were already sweating. His sideburns fell to the ground, and his court clothes were soaked in sweat. "Welcome to my emperor, forever!" The eunuch finally shouted, all the officials saluted, and the emperor arrived.

Today's court meeting was exceptionally quiet. Usually, the Censor Group and King Xiande's clan group, Lord Lu's Jingji Guards and Uncle Cheng Guo's Northwest Army would have more or less quarrels of one kind or another. Today, no one spoke.The little emperor on the dragon chair, with his frail body stuck to the side of the chair as if in one piece, held an iron ball in each hand in his wide sleeves. This was his sister's advice to him, so as not to tremble too badly.

For the first time since Li Shou ascended the throne eight years ago, he looked directly at his court. His ministers, through the gaps in the glazed bead strings of the crown, the emperor's uncle was in the first row on the right, Mr. Lu was on the left, civil officials were on the right, and generals were on the left. "Sister, it's good to stand behind the emperor's uncle."

Finally, Taichang, who was in charge of affairs related to the Pope, stood up and said, "My lord, Pope Daozi personally passed on his disciples, Meng Hui, see you!"

"Quite" came the Queen Mother's voice from behind the curtain, mixed with discontent.

After a while, five priests dressed in gold thread and white robes walked into the main hall. The emperor looked at him curiously. What kind of person is Daozi's direct disciple?I heard that Tao Zi is 120 years old. Could it be an old lady in her [-]s and [-]s?

The first two were the two patriarchs of the Pope's Office in Beijing. When they reached the center of the hall, they stopped and waited for the person in the middle to come forward. They stood in the second row in turn.

"Pope Xinhui Church Dean, Meng Hui, see Your Majesty!" A clear female voice sounded, not loud, but it shocked the court.

The emperor's eyes widened, so young!It looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, a little girl who was about the same size as her sister!

After the little girl finished reading the edict on behalf of her master Daozi, who sincerely expected the emperor's arrival, the hall fell into dead silence again.

No one answered, so she just kept quiet, bowed her head and waited for orders without arrogance or impetuosity. In fact, the queen mother didn't have many choices. She also found out about the princess's arrangement to practice on behalf of the emperor three days ago. She was so quiet. Standing there, the imperial court Pope Xizhou is just a black piece on the chessboard, and she has been planning for eight years, and the rest is to accompany these people to perform the tricks. Thinking of this, the corner of her mouth curled up.

Only dare not think about it, Li Zui.

At this moment, she has recognized that she is the "Master Cui" who traveled with the three states. Would she be surprised?angry?Hate yourself for lying to her?Or is it disappointment after hearing the imperial decree sending her to practice, the pain of being abandoned?Meng Hui gritted her teeth tightly, she didn't dare to think about it, and she couldn't think about it.

The Empress Dowager finally made a sound: "Preach the decree!"

A sharp voice sounded: "The practice of the royal family, originally the act of the Emperor Taizong's relatives, focused on benevolence and kindness. Now the emperor died, and the country and the mountains were all alone. However, he was still young and worked hard. .Now there is Princess Jialan, a dear cousin, who is better than a real sister, who will take on this great task and practice on my behalf, and will be specially promoted to be Princess Jialan!"

"No..." The emperor finally couldn't help shouting, stood up tremblingly, but saw Li Zui suddenly raised his head, looked at him with piercing eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"It's hard work, and I will give you a special Wangzhu, which ranks among the princes!" The Queen Mother hastily added.

The emperor finally closed his eyes, and sat back on the dragon chair precariously, but seemed exhausted, did not raise his head, and did not look at anything.

"The minister leads the decree, thank you Queen Mother Long En." A sapphire blue figure stepped out from the left side of the ministers and stood in the center of the hall, next to Meng Hui within half an arm's length, thanking you in a calm voice, inaudible A hint of emotion.Meng Hui's heart jumped, and she desperately suppressed the thought of looking up at her, Cui Menghui, you are Cui Menghui, you and Li Zui will eventually stand on both sides of the rope of fate, and this is just the beginning !

"Back to court!" It was sharp and long, echoing inside and outside the court hall.

Li Zui was the first to turn around and walk out of the hall. Meng Hui was still bowing his head in salute. The moment his figures intersected, Li Zui even retracted his sleeves, as if he was afraid of contamination, and strode away with his head held high.

"The hall master won't eat or drink when he comes back, he just stays in the prayer hall of the papal tower, you go and have a look!" Fu Ling complained against Alisma with a pout.

"Is there anything I can do? The hall master can't take the emperor back to practice with this bad move that the court thought, and hall master Zhu must be chewing his tongue at Daozi again!" Alisma held a sword and guarded the door of the blessing hall. Such powerful people have not figured out a way, so what can they do?

In the dead of night, the candles are burning in the hall. The blessing hall is the place where the Pope's tower is lit. The ever-burning lamp means to pray for blessings, to bear the moonlight, to live a long life and be healthy. It is expensive. The ever-burning lamps that can be placed here are all the top dignitaries in Kyoto. The illuminated hall was bright, and Meng Hui was looking for the lamps that Li Zui had bought for their mother and daughter a few days ago among the rows of lights.The more valuable the lamps placed by the people, the more they were placed inside, until the first row, she saw the two brand new silver oil lamps, with a small nameplate below: Princess Jialan, Concubine Xiande.Meng Hui looked at the swaying flames, thought for a while, picked up the nameplate, turned it over, took out a silver needle bag from his sleeve, and carefully carved on the other side of the nameplate: Li Zui, Chao Bing'e.Come to think of it, this is the name they really want.She carefully re-hanged the nameplate, and suddenly saw a lamp next to it. The silver casing had a tendency to turn black, but there were obvious traces of wiping on the lamp socket. It seemed that it had been used for a long time, but the owner Will be cleaned regularly.Among the top dignitaries of Oboro Dynasty, there are still those who pray so devoutly?

The small nameplate under the lamp was buttoned, and she flipped it over casually, but froze in place.With immature strokes, the words "Sister Cui's family" are squeezed on the small nameplate.The proud child on the White Oak Mountain flashed in front of my eyes and said: "I don't believe in the pope's stuff. The ever-burning lamp and worshiping the Pope's tower are all lies! They lied to my mother!"

She never believed it, but she wanted to believe it, for you, Cui Menghui.

Closing his eyes, these five words came into his eyes and stuck in his heart. Cui Menghui, it turns out that there is really a person in this world who misses you forever.

"dong dong dong"

"Master, Princess Jialan please see me!" Alisma's voice came from outside the door.

-Complete-

Chapter 23

When Meng Hui walked quickly to the living room, what he saw was Li Zui drinking tea while leisurely admiring a picture on the hall: The moon is born and the moon will set, and people come and go freely.

Fu Ling served carefully by the side, seeing that Meng Hui finally came, he was relieved.

"Meng Hui pays homage to the princess!" The solemn tone was completely different from that of "Miss Cui" in the past.

Li Zui turned around and said with a teasing smile: "Shouldn't I be a princess? Didn't Hall Master Meng see me promoted to the princess status this morning?"

Just as Menghui was about to change his words, Li Zui waved his hand to signal that there was no need.

"I'm here to discuss business with you today." Li Zui put down his teacup, looked into Meng Hui's eyes, and said two words: "Alliance."

Meng Hui's eyes flashed, and Fuling Alisma glanced at each other, turned around and went out, guarding the door.

"I know that you have brothers and sisters, and I will help you fight for the position of the next Pope, Daozi."

"What do you want?" Meng Hui looked at Li Zui talking about the price like a businessman, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Alive!"

"Alive?"

"Alive."

Li Zui finally took his seat, and counted with his fingers: "First, I will go to the Pope, but there are many dangers. You are a powerful personal disciple of Chuanjiao Mountain, and you can protect me."

Meng Hui looked at her without comment.

"Second, I have an injury, and you are a master of medicine, so you can make my life more comfortable."

Li Zui saw that Meng Hui hadn't