Dodder Pampering Handbook

The abbot of the temple went down to greet him in person. After five or six years, the abbot Miaohui was still the abbot.She had a very benevolent face, with compassion and peace, clasped her hands together, and said to Zhao Chanzhen, "Welcome Your Majesty."

Zhao Chanzhen came here this time, in addition to accompanying the Empress Dowager to remember the past, he also wanted to renovate the temple on Jiuhua Mountain, so that those lonely women could spend their old age in peace.

The temple is not big, so the empress dowager went to live in the meditation room in the backyard.And Zhao Chanzhen took Zhong Cheng to the small courtyard where he lived when he was young.

Since there were not many people in the temple, most of the guards were guarding outside the temple. Fortunately, Zhao Chanzhen didn't let the maids, eunuchs and close officials follow up on the mountain this time.

The courtyard where Zhao Chanzhen lived was really not big, only a small bedroom, and weeds grew in the gaps between the bluestone slabs outside the door, and there was a small hillside opposite, with a fallen dead tree blocking it. with.

Zhao Chanzhen introduced with great interest: "It is said that when I was a child learning to walk, I supported this old tree."

Zhong Cheng looked down, and if he was a little careless, Xiao Chan might really roll down the hillside.He clenched Zhao Chanzhen's hand, as if encouraging.

There is also a jar outside the door. The bamboo lid on the jar has rotted, and the inside is full of bathing plants, and the water color is also shiny green.

It is estimated that the temple did not expect that Zhao Chan would really have the nature of recalling bitterness and thinking about sweetness, so he wanted to come to this remote back mountain to have a look.Otherwise, it should be cleaned again.

Although this place is desolate and secluded, if it is cleaned up and living alone here, it will have a special flavor.

Both sides of the path in and out are full of bamboos, which rustle when the wind blows.Zhao Chanzhen looked at the bamboo forest, thoughtful, and said: "When I was young, I was thirsty and hungry. For some reason, I learned the skill of digging bamboo shoots to fill my stomach without a teacher. This bamboo forest , I can tell at a glance, where there will be bamboo shoots."

Zhong Cheng was silent, thinking of the two corpses in the bamboo forest, fortunately they had never been dug up by Zhao Chanzhen.

As if seeing Zhong Cheng's thoughts, Zhao Chanzhen squinted his eyes in the sun, smiling lazily, like a lazy and expensive big cat: "If it's spring and winter, you must ask the emperor to look at me. craft."

He said again: "It's getting late. Although it's cool here, there are many mosquitoes. I don't want those bugs to get close to the emperor." In the last sentence, he lowered his voice very lightly.

I'm afraid Zhao Xi, who was more than two steps behind, couldn't hear clearly.

Zhong Teng was a little helpless, "Your Majesty is being naughty again."

When they returned to the temple in front, they still had to walk through the low bluestone steps, which were covered with moss, steep and narrow, and looked scary.

However, Zhao Chanzhen walked this way several times a day when he was a child, from here to the temple, looking for bamboo and food.

Even now, he walks as usual, very brisk.

Zhong Cheng followed behind him, holding his arm Xuxu, staring at his feet: "Your Majesty, be careful."

When we arrived at the temple, the vegetarian meal was ready.The empress dowager was not feeling well, so she had a meal early and went to rest.

After eating, Zhao Chanzhen said to Miaohui: "Thank you abbot for your hospitality, the food in the temple is as delicious as I remember."

"Your Majesty's absurd praise." Miaohui smiled slightly, and was about to ask someone to add another bowl of rice, but was stopped by Zhao Chanzhen, "I'm already full. Just looking at the dining hall, it seems that there is no food. See all the monks."

He leaned forward slightly, as if expecting.Even if he didn't finish speaking, Miao Hui knew who he was asking.

The little nun who was about to take his job paused for a moment, looking a little embarrassed.

"This..." Miaohui was a little bit embarrassed, she closed her eyes immediately, and lamented: "My condolences, Your Majesty, Qingzhu is old and dying, and he went to the Western Paradise half a month ago."

"What did you say?" The smile on Zhao Chanzhen's face faded, turning pale as paper.The blackness in his eyes deepened, and he looked like Zhong Teng as if asking for help, Zhong Teng didn't dare to look directly at him, and only said: "Your Majesty, Qingzhu..."

"Your Majesty, please also take good care of the dragon's body for the sake of all the people in the world." Miao Hui also persuaded from the side.

"Uncle Emperor, help me to rest." Zhao Chanzhen staggered and was helped back to the meditation room.

Zhong Cheng closed the door of the meditation room, and when he turned around, he saw him lying on the bed, motionless.I don't know what to think.

When the two of them are in the same room, in order to avoid suspicion, they usually let the palace servants back away.

It is the same now.Zhong Cheng stood there for a while, racking his brains, but couldn't think of anything to comfort him.

He just walked over, holding Zhao Chanzhen in his arms as if he had hugged him countless times.

"If your majesty is mourning, just cry out."

But Zhao Chanzhen just shook his head and rubbed his cheek in his arms, his voice was muffled, "I don't know why, I should be sad, but I can't even shed a tear."

He raised his head, showing a tired face.

"Whenever I think of her, all I think of is her distorted face, not my mother's tolerance. Even if I try my best to think about it, it's still the same."

"Is it because I am not filial?"

"Your Majesty..." Zhong Cheng hugged him even tighter, the little emperor was as light as a hollow doll, motionless in his arms, repeating his memories.

It wasn't until the tip of the willow on the moon that he fell into a deep sleep exhausted.

Zhong Teng left the room lightly, but he still couldn't tell the truth, it was too difficult.

Before he went back to sleep, he heard someone report that the little emperor had a fever, and the high fever continued.

When Zhong Teng arrived, Zhao Chanzhen's mouth was red and peeling. He frowned and closed his eyes. No matter how he shouted, he couldn't wake up, as if he had fallen into a deep nightmare.

He made a decisive decision and sent someone down the mountain to find the doctor.This time, the team was accompanied by an imperial physician.

Then he asked someone to boil water, took off the little emperor's coat, soaked the veil, wiped it over and over for him, and called Zhao Chanzhen in his mouth.

The empress dowager was also woken up, looked outside the door for a while, then left again with an uncertain expression.

The sky was getting brighter, so I went down the mountain to ask the imperial physicians to come back.However, what he brought back was not an imperial doctor, but an ordinary doctor.

He also brought more dire news.

The elite soldiers on standby at the foot of the mountain have been massacred, and some people have rebelled, so choose this time to force the palace.

When he went down the mountain, he was in time for a fight, and saw the imperial doctor being killed with his own eyes, but thinking about His Majesty's illness, he went to the village to kidnap a doctor, and then came back from the small road.

The other people who went down the mountain with him failed to come back.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, what is going on?It happened so suddenly!

Zhong Teng's heart sank, maybe this group of gangsters were the ones looking for Qingzhu?He immediately thought of Deng Yong, but if it was only Deng Yong, it might not be enough.

He calculated the time again, and it was five months before Xiao Yu attacked Jinling in the original text.

If this was Xiao Yu's method, then what went wrong?

He sent a few people down the mountain to inquire about news, and at the same time ordered people to return to Jinling from another road on the mountain. As long as the imperial guards were brought here, those people at the foot of the mountain could only sit and wait for death.

Why didn't he notice that there were so many rebels gathered in the city?

This kind of thought only went around in my mind, and then Zhong Cheng put it in the bottom of my heart.

He said to the trembling old doctor: "I'm sorry to trouble you, but please also see a doctor for His Majesty. His illness came so suddenly, it's really rude to invite you here hastily."

What Zhong Teng said was very humble, and the old doctor glanced at him. He heard what these people said just now, and he also knew that this person was the current King of Hades, King Yong'an.

But it doesn't look like it now.After all, it was the benevolence of the doctor, so he soon calmed down and entered the meditation room to check Zhao Chanzhen's situation.

Zhong Cheng woke up all the nuns in the temple and asked them if anyone was familiar with the situation in the mountains. In the current situation, the only way to escape is to take the mountain road.

From Jinling to here, the best horses have to run for half a day.And it took only half an hour to get from the foot of the mountain to the temple. Even if he had someone guard the narrowest part of the road up the mountain, it probably wouldn't last half a day.

Once Zhao Chanzhen fell into their hands, everything would be gone.

Rescuers need to be called in, but they must also save themselves.

Fortunately, there were a few older women in the temple, who used to be villagers at the foot of the mountain. Their families had depended on the mountain for generations, and they were quite familiar with the situation in the mountain, so they volunteered to take Zhong Cheng and the others into the mountain to escape.

After a while, the guard who went down the mountain to inquire came back again, and he said anxiously: "I can't hold it any longer! I saw the rebels, it was Deng Yong! He united with some officials in the court and spread the news down the mountain, saying that His Majesty is not The blood of the royal family! I have also found witnesses to prove this, and some soldiers who are currently being captured are a little hesitant!"

"It's over." The Empress Dowager's feet were unsteady, she fell on the chair, her eyes were dull, and she murmured: "Deng Yong has been lying in ambush for this matter."

He had met the first emperor and knew Qingzhu's appearance.As long as you put in more thought, you will naturally know Bai Mudan.

At that time, all people in the world will know that she supported the son of a singing girl and became the emperor of Da Zhao.

For the dignity of the royal family, they will not only kill Zhao Chanzhen, but also her and Zhong Teng.

This has nothing to do with the will of the people.The imperial throne is like a totem, and what she has done is to tarnish this totem, and it is not an exaggeration to be hacked into pieces.

Zhao's face was pale, and she eagerly grabbed Zhong Ting's sleeve and said, "What are we going to do now?"

Zhong Cheng threw her away and said sternly: "These rebellious officials and thieves even said some evil words to confuse the soldiers. If your majesty was not born of the late emperor, how could he be so wise and powerful? Yongzhou was dry, and it was his majesty who overcame all opinions and personally sent Going to the ministers to provide disaster relief... You have witnessed all these incidents and incidents with your own eyes. If he is not His Majesty, how many people in the world would be deprived of life today?"

"It's just that a traitor made something out of nothing, so some people believed his nonsense? This king asks you, how does your majesty look like an emperor?"

His words were cadenced, rather than being extremely fast, the Empress Dowager quickly realized that if she admitted Zhao Chan's real background at this time, she would undoubtedly send herself to the fire pit.

But if they don't admit it, Zhao Chanzhen will be able to sit firmly on the throne if he survives this palace change.This matter will be completely suppressed.

She immediately echoed: "King Yong'an is right, these rebellious officials and thieves will not let my heart die, and I must not listen to their demonic words to confuse the public!"

Everyone cheered up when they heard this, this is King Yong'an, a king with a different surname.If the little emperor was not the real emperor, he would have had the strength to seek power and usurp the throne.Now supporting Zhao Chanzhen, there is no other explanation except for being loyal to Da Zhao.

Zhao Chanzhen's body was burning hot. Hearing the quarrel coming from outside the door, he let out a leisurely sigh.

The voice was so soft that the old doctor who saw the doctor even thought it was an auditory hallucination.