Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 46: The breeze and the moon are unattended
The prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a middle-aged man who is nearly 40 years old, glanced at his favorite son, and said quietly: "It's just a poem."
Zhao Xiang was a little surprised. Although some sick prescriptions used chants, it seemed that the father meant it was not what he meant.
He still wants to ask again, the father has closed his eyes and rested, obviously he doesn't want to say more.
I just squeezed the prescription tightly in my hand, and I could see the cruel veins coming out of my hand. It is conceivable that the king knows his father is very concerned about the prescription.
The imperial city is also called Daming Palace. This is the new name given by the female emperor after she changed her position. It means that all the mountains and rivers are under her rule.
A woman can be an emperor, of course not only depends on tactics, her heart is much broader than the emperors of the past dynasties, but broad is not tolerant.
She can treat her enemies as cruelly as winter, and treat those who support her as warm as spring.
The Empress is now in the Shuiliangdian in the Daming Palace~, the most suitable place to enjoy the scenery. Looking from here, you can see the ten-mile lotus, faintly fragrant and lingering.
She is sixty, she still looks like thirty people, much younger than Prince Zhao Xun.
No one believes that she once gave birth to five sons and two daughters.
The breeze comes slowly, the moonlight of the lotus pond, on the terrace, you can feel and see.
As an emperor, she has thousands of mountains and rivers, but what she can really see is not in case.
So she still needs other eyes and ears, all over the world, to take a good look at this ten thousand li territory for her.
She stood with her hands under her hands, and slightly raised her head, the cold moon from the sky also shone into her eyes, and an indifferent voice sounded in the terrace, "Master Kuhui, I heard a poem today, I think it is quite interesting, tell you Listen?"
Although she didn't have a dragon robe to wear, she was just a regular dress, but the majesty in the words and the tone of voice still made people unable to dare to refuse.
There are never many guards around the Empress, but no one has succeeded in assassinating her, and most of them have been arrested by sending people to assassinate her nobles or anti-thief.
Kuhui was ten feet away behind the empress. The monk’s robe was swelled by the wind, and the wrinkles on his forehead and the white beard were reflected in the moonlight. He folded his hands together and said: "Your Majesty, please speak, the poor monk listens carefully?"
"Today Zhao Xun went out of the city to see a doctor. After he came back, his complexion improved a lot. He also brought back a prescription for him to go to the root of the disease. I took a look at it. It was really interesting." The empress chuckled lightly, but her face There is no smile, a pair of eyes, like cold moonlight, can do everything, but not mixed with emotions.
Kuhui didn't interrupt, and waited quietly for the empress to say what the prescription said.
"Grow the melons under the stage, and the ripe seeds of the melons are separated. One pick makes the melon good, and then the melon is thin. Three picks are still self-explanatory, and the vines return." The tone is cold, with the same artistic conception in the poem Mixing into one is quite ruthless.
Huangtai is a high platform in the palace, where there are naturally no fruits.
Finally she said: "Do you think this poem is interesting?"
"The little monk dare not speak falsely." Kuhui looked sad. This female emperor is not an ordinary emperor, and she cannot be very careful about her words and deeds.
The female emperor suddenly lowered her head, her gaze fell on the lotus leaf in front, seeming to pay attention to one of the round drops of water, and there was also the moon in it. Her face was not beautiful, she had three men’s fortitude and fullness. The magic of capturing people.
"Isn’t it just to let me not rush to kill, tiger poison still does not eat children, does the master think that I am the kind of person who is rumored by the outside world that even my own children are not spared?"
The breeze blows across the ten-mile lotus pond, and the moon shadow in the water separates one layer after another, like a dream.
bitter wisdom said: "If your majesty is accusing people by accident, it is not your majesty."
The Empress was not moved by Kuhui’s ingenious words, saying: "Tomorrow I will announce the abolition of the position of the prime minister of King Qi, Zhao Xun should be at ease, and the person who wrote him the prescription, I want to see him in three days, and I have to bother you to take a trip."
A piece of paper fell silently in front of Ku Hui, he stretched out his hand to catch it. It was the poem that the Empress had read just now. The final signature touched his Zen mind, which was originally as still as water. There are ripples, like the moonlight of the lotus pond, many past events seem to be present, flashing past.
He said in his heart: So you are back to the world.
When he recalled this, he suddenly felt the empress’s meaningful gaze, and felt that all his thoughts were seen through.
Kuhui is not afraid. This majesty is also a spiritual practitioner, whose unpredictability is still above everyone's imagination.
He bowed his head and said: "The little monk, please follow your majesty's will."
The strokes on the paper in are full of moonlight, and the most dazzling one is the word'Shen Lian'. It seems that from this name, you can see that a certain corner between heaven and earth, standing Looking at a handsome and weak young man, it seemed that nothing could be difficult for him.
In the "living dead" medical center, Ruoxi is on the bed, leaning on the corner, clutching the thin quilt tightly, covering her face with fear and fear.
She wanted to cry loudly, but she knew that when she was practicing Qi, she must not be disturbed. Her brother made this very clear.
She doesn't know what exercises her elder brother is practicing. Over the years, she has established some concepts of practice. From half an hour ago ~IndoMTL.com~, my brother suddenly burst into a strong breath, and finally heard his brother's voice, so she must not move.
Different from the invisible breath of heaven and earth, this vigor is colored, divided into eight types, red, orange, yellow, white, blue, blue, purple, and black.
The dark room gives birth to light, just like the portrait of a Bodhisattva in the temple, and the whole body is light.
The eight colors are entangled and twisted.
Shen Lian's complexion was very painful, and it was a little distorted, dripping with sweat.
At this time, he was floating in midair, as if in the earth, an invisible force rushed out, supporting him and preventing him from landing.
The last eight kinds of Qi Jin slowly rotated to form a vortex, and finally burrowed into the ground, Shen Lian also fell from the air.
The moonlight outside penetrated in, flowing in the room, Ruoxi whispered: "What's wrong with you, brother?"
Shen Lian slowed down for a while, then stood up, and finally sat on the edge of the bed, took her by the hand, and said: "It's okay, you continue to sleep."
After all, he underestimated Taixu's Divine Strategy. Over the years, when he kept trying, Taixu's Divine Strategy had unknowingly forged mana seeds in his body, which could no longer be driven away.
is united with his spirit and spirit, living and growing together.
Now he can still suppress it, but as this strange mana gradually eats away, within ten or twenty years, he will be unable to recover.
At this time Ruoxi's breathing has become even, and she clings to his hand tightly, not willing to let go.
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