Daoist Lin sister [Red House]

In the palace, the cries shook the sky.

Lin Ruhai and Prince Xian knelt in front of the coffin of Emperor Daxing, but in front of them were the straight backs of the four princes, no, and the new emperor.

"Emperor Daxing's decree, the country cannot be without a king for a day, and the four princes are ordered to ascend the throne immediately."

These words were said by Dehai, the servant who served personally by the late emperor, when he saw the two of them coming in, he immediately approached and said.

Prince Xian just wanted to ask him to see the will, but was held back by Lin Ruhai.

"The emperor has just ascended the throne, and he is too sad, so he can't manage the government for the time being. The government affairs of the court have to worry about Prince Lao Xian and Lin Shilang a lot." De Hai said.

Prince Xian frowned more and more.

But Lin Ruhai bowed and replied, "I would like to obey the holy edict."

De Hai left satisfied.

Prince Xian hurriedly grabbed Lin Ruhai, and asked, "Ruhai, the reason why Emperor Daxing went is unclear. Why do you ask—"

Lin Ruhai didn't let him finish speaking, and waved his hands at him, signaling him to keep quiet first.

"My lord, what's the matter with you? You and I have read the edict. It's not fake, so why bother to argue about right and wrong at this time?" Lin Ruhai pointedly said.

"But," Prince Xian still had anger on his face, and forced to suppress his anger, "how can you be so ignorant?"

Seeing this, Lin Ruhai pulled him even more towards the corner of the hall where no one was around.

"Aren't there too many unclear things in the world? Not to mention the emperor's family affairs! My lord, you were born in the royal family, how can you not understand why you must be confused at this time?" Lin Ruhai saw that Prince Xian somehow got into the horns, Persuaded earnestly.

"Emperor's family affairs" Prince Xian didn't know what to think of, the anger on his face suddenly dissipated, he lowered his head powerlessly, and let two lines of turbid tears roll down the corners of his eyes.

Prince Xian sighed deeply, and said: "It doesn't matter, it's the most ruthless emperor's family in ancient times. Father has been waiting for Si Bo for so many years, let's regard it as their brothers reunion!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around, walked back to the original place sadly, and knelt down in great ceremony.

.........

after March.

Above the vast sea, looking as far as the eye can see, except for the blue line of the sea and sky, nothing can be seen.

Daiyu's official boat is floating on this piece of blue.

It has been more than three months since the late emperor passed away, and the entire mission fleet is still nothing.

Yongyu locked himself in the cabin, and refused to see anyone except Daiyu.

"Dong dong dong." Daiyu knocked on the door, but no one answered, so she pushed the door open and went in.

All he saw was Yong Yu, dressed in sackcloth, sitting by the window, with empty eyes.

"We're in Guangdong. The altar is ready, I'll go with you." Daiyu walked to Yongyu and said softly.

Yongyu looked back dumbly, saw that it was Daiyu, held the corner of her lips with difficulty, got up and went out.

On the deck, there are many prayer flags.Seventy-seven forty-nine eminent monks sat cross-legged in two rows and chanted mantras together.

From the early stage of the cabin door, Yongyu bowed three times and knocked nine times in one step, until he reached the altar.

The eminent monk personally helped Yongyu to sit up cross-legged and chant sutras together.

"Namo Amida Poye. Dotagata Ye. Dodi Yeta. Amitabha..."

Daiyu and Yongyu sincerely pray together.But I don't know if it's because this sea festival is the last time, but her thoughts can't help being entangled in the night when she first heard the nightmare.

That night, great changes happened, and they were all caught off guard.

Moreover, Shandong Mansion is still far away from the capital, and by the time Yongyu and the others got the news of the emperor's death, the great funeral in the capital had already passed.

Yongyu was so sad that he passed out on the spot.Daiyu spent a lot of effort to wake him up.

The first thing Yong Yu said when he opened his eyes was: "Tell me, I'm dreaming, right?"

But Daiyu's face was covered with mottled tear stains, the candle was burnt out, and under the flickering light was her mournful face.

"Yes, it's true." Daiyu uttered these words with difficulty.

The last two will-o'-the-wisp lights in Yongyu's eyes suddenly went out along with the last candle tear.

"I want to go back to Beijing." Yongyu couldn't say the word "go to funeral".

When Daiyu heard his words, her heart became more and more painful, and she grabbed her thigh hard, and after a long while, she replied: "First, before the emperor died, he issued three imperial decrees in succession. I want you to follow up." On a mission, it is not allowed, not allowed to return to Beijing halfway."

"What?" Yongyu looked at Daiyu in disbelief.

Daiyu also didn't understand why the first emperor wanted to make such a decree, so she could only say nothing.

"I don't believe it." Yongyu shook his head, stumbling and going out.He was stopped by Asparagus Kneeling in front of the door.

Wen Zhu held up a jade plate with both hands, on which were placed three imperial decrees and a letter from his family, crying, "My lord's condolences! The imperial decrees were sent urgently from six hundred miles away, and they were sent three times in a row. You, you just don't believe it, Also take a look at the master's family letter. The master he-"

Yongyu couldn't bear to read the bright yellow imperial edict, so he snatched the family letter, opened it, and only saw the words - filial piety lies in the heart.

Filial piety lies in the heart.

Yongyu sat down in a slump, even your father, wouldn't you let me go back?

"Tell me, why didn't Grandpa Huang let me go back to Beijing to pay respects?" After a long time, Yongyu Fang asked foolishly.

Daiyu was also speechless, but she had to answer him, choked up and said: "Huang, Huangpa, he, his old man is afraid that you will be sad."

"Really? I'm afraid that I will be sad, so I issued three imperial decrees in a row, not allowing me to go back to Beijing for the funeral?" Yongyu couldn't figure it out anyway, and beat his head in distress.

Daiyu was afraid that he would hurt her, so she quickly grabbed his hand and hugged him, comforting him silently.

"Don't do this, don't do this. Life and death are fate, you still have me." Daiyu repeated.

The most powerless is birth, old age, sickness and death.

Even the Son of Heaven and the Emperor cannot escape this level.

However, death is stillness, and it is eternal.Ordinary people like us need to see through all our lives, but no one can see through.

Wenzhu quietly lit a candle for Yongyu, closed the door and left.

The room was full of Yongyu's suppressed crying.

Daiyu could do nothing but cry with him.

From dark to dawn.

When the sun went down again, Yongyu said the first sentence: "I want to pay homage to Grandpa Huang."

When Daiyu heard this, she didn't care about the numbness in her knees, she got up, trotted out, and said, "I'll make arrangements, I'm here, don't worry."

The door opened and closed again, Yongyu's face was buried in the shadows, mixed with the night, no one could see clearly.

When the door opened again and Daiyu came in with food, Yongyu suddenly said, "Will you stay by my side forever?"

"Yes, I will." Daiyu replied silently in her heart, "Until I die."

"Then," asked like an innocent child because he suddenly blew out the candles beside him, "what if the person dies? Is it really like the lamp goes out and there is nothing left?"

Daiyu was about to remain silent again.

She still underestimated the relationship between Yongyu and the first emperor.

Daiyu, who has a deep history reading, has been fascinated by it since she was a child, and she has seen through the ugliness of the court.The most ruthless emperor's family is the former emperor who climbed to the throne by stepping on the corpses of his brothers in the rumors

However, judging by Yongyu's appearance, maybe the rumors are not true, it should be said that the late emperor and one of his half-brothers were truly brothers.The younger brother died young, so the first emperor really regarded the younger brother's grandson as his grandson.

"No, even if people die like the lamp goes out, the ashes of the lamp are still there. If the wax oil has ever fallen on the table, on the paper, or even on our hands, it will leave marks. These marks prove that the fire has existed, the candle has existed Pass." Daiyu said suddenly.

"It's me, if I can no longer be by your side one day—"

Before Daiyu finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yong Yu's sharp drink.

"I forbid you to say that."

But Daiyu shook her head, walked over, held Yongyu's hand and said, "Even if I am this person, I will never be by your side again. But your heart will remember. The road we walked together, the people we met People, what they have said, and what they have done are all proofs and companions. It is Grandpa, why did you forget one day that he is Grandpa Huang, and how can he not be Aiwujiwu?"

"Heart will remember" Yongyu repeated Daiyu's words.

"My heart will remember." Daiyu nodded solemnly.

"The heart will remember, and filial piety lies in the heart. Filial piety lies in the heart, and the heart will remember..." Yongyu repeated the words of Daiyu and Prince Xian over and over again, and suddenly recalled in his ears, before he left, in the snow-falling palace city, the emperor's grandfather said to him at last. what he said.

"There is always a banquet in the world. Yu'er, you are proficient in Buddhist principles, but why can't you see through this matter? Even if you are right by my side, what can you do? Why don't you take the place of the emperor's grandfather and look at the people who are thousands of miles away?" The scenery, the prosperity of the peaceful and prosperous age. You have to watch for the emperor's grandfather what he can't see, what he has never seen before. You have to guard the grandpa for the emperor."

"Wanli Rivers and Mountains, I will watch for you. Wanli Rivers and Mountains, I will guard them for you." Yongyu murmured to himself, and when he lowered his head, tears still fell like rain.

…………

"My lord, please throw away the paper money." After reciting the scriptures, an official from the Guangdong government in heavy filial piety stepped forward and reminded Yongyu in a low voice.

But it is awakening Daiyu in memory.

Yongyu got up slowly, took the paper money from the official, and walked to the top of the bow alone.

In front of him is the vast and boundless sea, and in his eyes is a deep and unsolvable sorrow.

Paper money flew up and swept across the sky.

Like clouds and swallows that come and go without a trace on the sea, like roots and pings that wander in the bottom of my heart.

The blue sea and sky dyed white shocked the sky and the world.

The young man's white clothes are like snow, and in the world of flying paper money, his blue silk turns into snow, and his white hair is dyed with frost.

Daiyu's eyes were wet again suddenly, she walked to him step by step, and stood still.

Yong Yu didn't look back, grabbed a handful of paper money again, and threw it away with all his strength towards the line between the sea and the sky.

"The rivers and mountains are thousands of miles, Grandpa Huang, Yu'er has walked half of it. The other half, let me walk slowly in this life, and watch it with you slowly."

Yongyu said silently in his heart.

Under Zhongxiao's wide cuffs, he held her hand gently but tightly.