Chapter 2433 Your Majesty, I Can't See

"The East Factory has only been around for a few years. When An Lun wanted to bring it up, he checked his family's situation."

Sun Xiang's logic was a bit confusing. He paused for a moment, smiled bitterly, and laughed at himself for not being far from death.

"Our family is old. His father was a gambler. He lost all his family wealth, and then castrated him..."

This is probably a sad story: a gambler lost so much money that he castrated his son and sold him to those who were providing eunuchs for the palace at that time. Such things are not uncommon. Such things were not isolated at the time. Those poor families would castrate their sons and then sell them.

This kind of castration is almost a joke with life, and the mortality rate is extremely high.

"His father disappeared later, and he must have died."

Sun Xiang recalled in confusion: "It seems that his mother was abducted, and his sister also went with her."

"Did you say where he was abducted to?"

"It seems to be Fujian."

Sun Xiang shook his head and sighed at his memory: "Sun Xiang has only been here for a few years. He has been in Jinling for a long time. He works diligently and slowly climbs up."

"In other words, since he was in a high position, he has just checked it once?"

Sun Xiang nodded, and then asked: "Is there anything wrong with him? If it is useful, we will go there."

Fang Xing shook his head, "Just some small things."

Although Sun Xiang has been away from power for a long time, staying here alone has made him figure out many things.

"Forget it, we can only say...he is loyal."

This was the last time Sun Xiang endorsed An Lun. He remembered An Lun he saw from the window in the past.

The silent crying An Lun!

Ah!

He watched Fang Xing go out, and then slowly returned to his place.

This is a brick house. It is cold and damp in the mountains. There are quilts drying outside the door.

The rope is pulled between two trees. Sun Xiang asked the tomb-keepers to help. Those people don't know his past experience, so they say he is pitiful.

He walked to the front of the quilt, buried his face in the quilt, and took a deep breath of the smell of the sun.

He looked up at the sunset and said, "This is the smell of life!"

"Eunuch Sun, it's time for dinner."

There are not only tomb-keepers but also soldiers guarding the tomb.

Sun Xiang has been cooking for himself, but recently his eyesight has been bad, and he almost set the house on fire when he was burning, so the soldiers guarding the tomb took pity on him and let him eat with them.

"Thank you very much."

Sun Xiang turned around and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, but my family ate too much at noon today, and I dare not eat at night, for fear that I can't sleep."

It was a sergeant who called him, and he said, "Call me if you have anything."

Sun Xiang responded, and the sergeant turned around and ran, shouting to leave some delicious food for himself while running.

The soldiers ran with vigor and vitality. Even if they were guarding in the noisy and boring mountains, they could still find fun for themselves.

Sun Xiang sighed and praised: "This is life!"

He put away the quilt and went in to make the bed.

He sat by the bed and looked outside, blankly.

It seemed that countless years had passed in his eyes, one scene after another, but he could not look back.

Before the last sunset fell, his eyes were fixed.

Darkness fell, and Sun Xiang sat blankly, listening to soldiers fighting not far away, and children of the tomb-guarding households crying farther away.

In the past, he would think this was blasphemy, blasphemy against Emperor Wen and Emperor Ren.

But now he just listened, like a stubborn stone, motionless.

The fighting gradually died down, and the bored soldiers began to prepare for sleep.

Gradually, the mausoleum area became quiet.

It was very cold in the morning and evening in early spring, and even colder in the mountains.

Gradually, there was snoring outside, and the sound was very loud.

"It's time to change the snorer back, otherwise it will alarm your majesty!"

In the faint voice, Sun Xiang began to move his legs and feet, and then stood up with difficulty by holding the bed frame.

He stood in the dark for a while, and then felt a little warmth under his feet.

The door was not closed, and the night wind blew, making some whistling sounds.

Sun Xiang walked out and looked into the distance.

There was no light in the distance, and the sky was dim.

The rows of houses in front were the territory of the soldiers, and at this moment there were loud snoring there.

The living were sleeping soundly, and the emperor was sleeping underground.

Sun Xiang walked out of the house slowly, and the snoring gradually disappeared behind him.

He walked onto the sacred road, and then squatted on the ground and groped.

After pulling off a few hays, Sun Xiang stood up with difficulty, looked ahead and said: "Your Majesty, my eyes are not good."

The stone Weng Zhong on both sides were lonely and speechless in the dark night. A black shadow as big as a dog suddenly rushed past from the front with a rustling sound.

Sun Xiang did not see it, he staggered forward.

The shadow suddenly stopped and looked back, a pair of green eyes looked at Sun Xiang who was walking slowly, and then took a few steps forward.

The shadow followed, unhurried, with graceful steps.

Sun Xiang walked to the end of the sacred road, he touched the wall.

There was a door here, Sun Xiang touched the door, and then slowly sat down.

The shadow behind him stopped, its eyes flashing green light swept across the wall, then it panted inaudibly, turned around, and walked away silently.

Sun Xiang sat on the cold stone slab, with his hands in front of him.

He looked at the closed door in front of him and murmured: "Your Majesty, I can't see..."

He reached out and touched the door, then said: "I became an orphan at the age of five, and only found a way to survive after entering the palace. When Emperor Wen was in power, I was promoted. In the Silijian, I did not find the audacity of Huang Yan, a villain. After going to the East Factory, I..."

He touched the door with both hands and suddenly burst into tears.

"I am devoted to Buddhism, just to avoid going to hell after death. I have no roots!"

He opened his mouth and cried, but his voice was not loud, as if he was shouting.

The shadow that had gone far away may have felt something. It turned back for the last time, stared for a moment, and then accelerated away.

The night gradually deepened. Sun Xiang, who had been bowing his head, slowly raised his head, stroked the door with both hands, and breathed almost greedily.

He turned sideways with difficulty and knelt down in the direction of Emperor Wen's mausoleum.

"Your Majesty, I can't walk anymore. I bid farewell to Your Majesty. I am still willing to serve Your Majesty in the next life."

He sat down slowly, clasped his hands together, and chanted in a low voice.

"Manjusri Bodhisattva asks the Buddha to tell you about Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original vows in the causal realm, and how to achieve inconceivable things. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's original vows in the causal realm..."

His voice gradually stabilized, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"If there are people in the future who are short of food and clothing, their wishes are not fulfilled, or they suffer from many diseases, or many disasters, their homes are not peaceful, their families are scattered, or many unexpected things happen to them, and they are frightened in their dreams. Such people, when they hear the name of Ksitigarbha, see the image of Ksitigarbha, sincerely respect him, and recite him ten thousand times..."

"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva..."

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and the figure outside the gate was still kneeling there.

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