Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 18: The Queen said good luck
Midnight.
When the lights in Wan'an County gradually went out and everyone fell asleep, Zhongjing, thousands of miles away, was still dimly lit. The painting boats on the Ziwei River are full of brilliance, and the Banfanlou at the end of Tianjie sings and dances.
In the center of Zhongjing, the immortal palace lantern of Changming Palace shone like the light of day. Viewed from a high altitude, the entire Zhongjing City is like a plate of dazzling jewels, and the Changming Palace is the most dazzling pearl among them.
Behind this pearl, there is a small black mass, and the light of Changming Palace shines in all directions, but cannot illuminate the adjacent palace. Compared with the light of Changming Palace, the darkness is not abrupt, on the contrary, it seems to be unusually integrated.
Outside the Jingsi Hall, a row of chamberlains and palace maids stood quietly under the long porch, monitoring each other with their eyes, and not allowing a little noise. His Majesty, who has always been kind, rarely encountered troubles, so he ran to the meditation hall to try to be quiet, and he must not be disturbed by any beast without long eyes.
A row of honor guards winds up, and the center of the honor guard is a conspicuous phoenix chariot. The golden phoenix feathers on the phoenix chariot were like a blazing fire. It was not made by human craftsmen, but was personally plucked out by the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan of the Wan Yao Kingdom and presented to Da Xuan.
Hou An, the first eunuch, the first eunuch, who was guarding outside the Jingsi Hall, immediately had a smile on his face. He walked quickly to the front of the phoenix carriage, and attached himself to his hem: "Congratulations to the Empress."
When the phoenix chariot reached the ground, a woman in a luxurious palace attire stepped down from the phoenix chariot and glanced at the meals held in the hands of the few guards outside the Jingsi Hall, frowning slightly: "Your Majesty has not eaten yet. ?"
"If you go back to your mother, Your Majesty has refused to eat since he came to court. The servants have already arranged for the imperial pantry to be available."
The queen shook her head slightly, took a plate of cakes and a pot of good wine from the dinner plate, pushed open the door of the Jingsi Hall, and walked in. Hou An hurriedly closed the temple door again from the outside, standing guard at the temple door.
The Queen walked into the Jingsi Hall, where several candles flickered, and human figures flickered in the candles. She saw Emperor Daxuan sitting in front of a short side, holding a scroll of scriptures and reading. The queen covered her mouth and chuckled: "Your Majesty's book is reversed!"
The emperor sighed, put down the book in his hand, glanced at the charming queen who was approaching, and said, "Zitong, don't laugh at me, my heart hurts."
"But for that immortal heart?"
The emperor smiled bitterly: "Those who know me, Zitong. It's funny to think about it. I have been emperor of Xuan Xuan for 40 years, but I don't even think about eating and drinking for a treasure. The late emperor is right, I just have too much structure in my chest. Small, no imperial arrogance."
The queen walked up to the emperor, snuggled and sat down, poured a glass of the wine she had just brought in, and said with relief, "Your Majesty is so young, it is naturally inferior to the aura of the late emperor who grew up under Emperor Lin's knees; not to mention this In the past 40 years, if it weren't for His Majesty's diligence, how could the Great Xuan Dynasty be as stable as it is now, His Majesty must not belittle yourself."
"As for the immortal literary mind, it is not an ordinary treasure. It takes the great Confucian realm to cultivate the three immortal great deeds of merit, morality, and speech before it can be condensed. The literary mind that has been condensed in the eight hundred years of Daxuan's reign is also But eighty-six..."
The emperor drank all the wine in front of him, exhaled a long breath, and nodded: "Yes. These eighty-six literary hearts, either from teachers, or families, really belong to the imperial court, but nothing more than The number of ten fingers. It is rare to have an untitled literary heart, and I am really reluctant to send it out like this."
"If that's the case, why did His Majesty agree to Wen Xiang and let Wen Xin choose the master?"
"Lao Wenxiang is dedicated to serving the country and protecting me for a period of time. How can I refute him when he speaks in person? Besides, if there is no master, Wenxin chooses the master again. This is the case with ancient rituals, and it is not convenient for me to stop him."
The queen smiled again and said, "Your Majesty is too worried. It's not like I haven't happened to choose a master with a literary heart, but how many real successes have you had? During the five hundred years, many times during the period, the world's sages were invited to participate in the selection of the officiant. Isn't it still enshrined in the temple at home? The prime minister said that if there is no selection of the master, the Wenxin will be placed in the Confucian Temple."
"What is the difference between this Confucian Temple and the imperial court?"
"Take a step back and say that if there are really worthy people to let Wen Xin choose the master, it means that my great Xuan will add another great Confucian seed. It is difficult to judge who is more beneficial to the dynasty, the Great Confucian and the Wen Xin."
The emperor nodded slightly: "Yes, Zitong's words are reasonable." But the frowning between his brows did not ease.
When the Queen saw this, she thought for a while: "Does Your Majesty have other concerns?"
The emperor stood up, took two steps, and said, "I do have a little thought."
After speaking, the emperor walked to a stone screen in the Jingsi Hall, waved his sleeve, and a white air shot out of the emperor's hand, hitting the stone screen. The screen flashed white light, and the pattern of nine giant cauldrons slowly appeared on it, but only six cauldrons were filled with white light, the seventh cauldron only had about one-third of the white light, and the rest and the remaining two Dingdu showed a bleak color.
"Your Majesty!" The Queen stood up in surprise.
This wall of fortune is the treasure of the Daxuan royal family, and it can see the fortune of the Daxuan.
"The prosperous age of the nine cauldrons, the dynasty of the eight cauldrons, the power of the seven cauldrons!" The emperor looked at the wall of fortunes in front of him and said softly, "When Emperor Lin was in power, luck overflowed the nine cauldrons, the demons dared not be kings, and the ten thousand clans came to court. The Qihuang died, destroying the two cauldrons of luck; the first emperor succeeded to the throne, made great efforts to rule, five northern expeditions, and three southern expeditions. ..."
"When I succeeded to the throne and worked diligently for 40 years, I only had six and a half of the luck left, barely maintaining the appearance of peace. If the luck drops again, the country will be in danger of instability."
The queen walked to the emperor, stretched out her hand to hold the opponent's palm, and said softly: "The first emperor's expedition to the north and the south already overdrawn the country's fortunes, but the sudden collapse also damaged the foundation of luck. After the three kings seized the throne, Huo Huo The power of chaos, the world has been in chaos for another ten years. I heard from my father that when Your Majesty ascended the throne, there were only four cauldrons left in the country~IndoMTL.com~ This is a precarious phase. It was Your Majesty who set things right, and worked hard for decades. , and then brought Daxuan from the four cauldrons to the five cauldrons, and from the five cauldrons to the six cauldrons. In the eyes of the ministers and concubines, your majesty is no worse than the first emperor Lin Huang!"
The sincerity of the queen's words made the emperor feel warm in his heart, and shook his head: "I don't have the talent of the emperor, nor the arrogance of the previous emperor. I only have the word diligence and reluctantly be a guarding king. I am worried about the emperor. Son..."
The queen's expression turned solemn, thinking of her troublesome prince, she quickly explained: "The emperor has been working hard lately..."
The emperor waved his hand slightly, helped the queen up, and said, "I don't blame him. It's just that if I die, the qi movement will be swayed, and if the royal family has more literary heart to suppress it, the qi movement will be more stable. selfishness.”
The queen was startled and said quickly: "Your Majesty will be prosperous in the future, and you must never say such unfavorable words again."
"The emperor has his own number of days." The emperor said indifferently, "But there is a day when Wenxin is no help, and those who really rely on it are those important officials."
After speaking, the emperor looked at the National Fortune Wall again: "If there is more luck, it would be great..."
After the emperor finished speaking, the Jingsi Hall fell into silence.
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The scream of Hou An, the first **** of the first salary, sounded outside the hall door: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Wen asks to see you."
The queen's voice came from the hall: "Your Majesty is tired, let the minister go back, see you in the court tomorrow."
Hou An seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then replied: "The Minister of Literature specially instructed that there is a way to increase the luck of the dynasty!"
There was a rush of footsteps in the hall, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and the emperor rushed out.
The queen followed behind, holding a pair of shoes, shouting: "Your Majesty, shoes..."