Chapter 482 Changes in the Buddhist Temple

"Xuanqin master? Xuan Yunlan? I heard that he used to be a great violinist in Jingyun Yalou. Not only is he accomplished in piano skills, but he is also the number one person in Shili Lingxiang Town. It is said that he is also beautiful, enchanting and charming. Qunfang."

"I've heard it! I've heard it! Two years ago, when the king took the throne, he fell in love with this girl's beauty. That's why there was that ridiculous decree to block all Lingxiang towns in ten miles, just for her alone. It was only after Master Xuanqin went up the mountain to recommend himself as a pillow mat that an acropolis was built. It gave these poor women a place to live. It’s a pity, a pity!”

Li Zhile raised his brows immediately, thinking that he really is a desolate and faint king. It turned out that at the beginning of his succession, he had a criminal record. This ten-mile Lingxiang town was originally abandoned for this reason.

Having said that, two years ago, wasn't that demon king only fourteen years old? What a beast!

With his ears slightly pricked up, Li Zhile listened carefully again. Only one person said again: "Your Majesty is really seductive! It is said that by his side, he is always with a woman named Zhao Yanran. It is said that she is also a shameless woman with icy muscles and bones. She has skin like a It's like mutton fat. It's even more beautiful than this Xuanqin master, and I don't know where you snatched it from—"

"—Hiss! What happened? The skin is like cream, how white and smooth it should be. Your lord, he is really blessed!"

Li Zhile was also envious, jealous, and angry, and wondered why this person wasn't me?

"It's a pity that you were misled by beauty at a young age. It is not the blessing of our country that you have not dealt with political affairs this year."

"But after all, it is the commander-in-chief of the Central Dynasty. Is it really appropriate to forcibly accept her as a side concubine?"

"The sky is high and the emperor is far away, what are you afraid of?"

"It's no wonder that some supplies are in short supply in the market recently. I'm afraid your majesty is preparing for the ceremony of accepting a concubine?

"Hey! I've heard about this matter, but it's another way of saying it. It's not the king who wants to forcefully accept the female superintendent as a concubine. It's this woman who has taken a fancy to the handsome talent of the king. That day I went up the mountain If you can't grab it by force, you are willing to commit yourself—"

Li Zhile's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he slammed his palm on the table.

With a burst of real power, the wooden table was smashed into pieces with a bang.

It also made the whole restaurant quiet and quiet. All the surrounding eyes are also focused on this side, full of surprise.

Li Zhile also glanced around coldly, wanting to get angry with these people, but he knew that most of the people in this restaurant were ignorant grassroots.

With a cold snort, he threw down a gold cake as compensation, and then strode out of the wine.

The silver-armored knight also followed out, anxiously persuading: "Commander, it's better to discuss this matter long-term, and don't be impulsive! I think it's better to report to the capital first, and the Ministry of War and several generals have their own plans. The superintendent is For those who are in the emperor's heart, His Majesty will definitely not be able to get around this Qiantian Mountain—"

Li Zhile didn't speak, and took a few deep breaths to calm down.

Then the next moment, he looked at the sky again in astonishment. I saw pieces of snowflakes fluttering and falling.

Snowing? June Feixue, how is this possible?

Immediately, Li Zhile's expression darkened again, showing a bit of sadness.

Thinking to the sky, does it also know what I mean? In this state of mind, it is also generally desolate as snow.

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The capital of the Great Shang Dynasty, the Imperial Capital, was also snowing heavily at this time. The buildings on the ground were already covered with two feet of snow, which dyed the entire imperial capital in white.

In the Fenghua Palace Tingzheng Pavilion, the yellow-robed old man is rare, and he did not go to deal with government affairs. Instead, he stepped out of the attic, stood on the aisle under the eaves, and looked at the snow scene outside. I saw that the entire imperial garden was already plain white. The flowers of various colors that were blooming at the moment seem to be flowers from ice and snow sculptures, which is not a moving scene.

"Blizzard in June—"

The old man had no intention of admiring it, instead he frowned tightly: "But under my rule, what kind of grievances are there that make heaven feel?"

Standing next to him was none other than Gao Ruo, the young prison supervisor. Hearing the words at this time, I was subconsciously surprised, and immediately replied with a smile: "How is it possible? Your Majesty has worked hard to govern these years, and has recruited many gentlemen to stand in the court. When it comes to the cleanliness of officials, my Great Shang Dynasty except Taizong Taizu Other than that, His Majesty has been in office these years. Several adults in Dali Temple, Yushitai, and the Ministry of Punishment are all well-known clean and honest scholars. How could there be any grievances? Didn't the national teacher have been summoned before. It is said that this celestial sign has nothing to do with my big business. It seems that the source of my cloud world was disturbed, which caused the change of the sky. For the detailed reason, he is still investigating—"

The old man in royal robes still had a gloomy face. Gao Ruo's relief did not make her feel at ease.

"The snow is two feet high. If the snow continues, I'm afraid it will become a snow disaster. I fear that the people in the country will have no harvest this year."

Gao Ruo was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of emotion.

"Your Majesty, since Your Majesty came to power, our Great Shang Dynasty has had a surplus over the years. The warehouses are abundant, and the state-owned grain has been accumulated for three years, with billions of dollars in savings. Even if there is a snowstorm, we can calmly deal with it and have enough funds for disaster relief. Wang Wanmin is really a benevolent king, if those people know about it, they will definitely respect him even more."

"Is it benevolent?"

The old man laughed at himself and looked at the palm of his hand. A cloud of breath floated up from within, showing a golden color.

The secret martial art of the imperial way of the Great Shang Dynasty, called "Dragon Emperor's Nine Imperial Judgments", has twelve ranks. And he is also the second among the great Shang dynasties. He has practiced this skill to the twelfth He is a person of the first-class realm. The depth of his meritorious deeds even surpassed that of Taizu when he was alive.

Even a strong man in the divine realm needs to bow his head in front of him!

He was also governed and praised as the master of ZTE in the Great Shang Dynasty, and he was the reigning sage.

In these years of being in power, he has indeed turned the tide and worked hard, and he has never slacked off. . After the young man ascended the pole, he gritted his teeth and finally repaired the leaky ship of Dashang Dynasty bit by bit.

But even so, the old man knew that he was far from being a holy king?

It is really far from those so-called holy emperors in ancient times.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that there were actually many impurities in the imperial aura he condensed. Stronger than those of his ancestors, but also limited.

Even several times, he saw regret in the eyes of the national teacher and the priests with supernatural powers.

"Teacher, Taifu, you taught me in the past that the way to be a king is to show virtue, be close to the people, and stop at the ultimate good. Be far from the villain, and be close to the gentleman. You must believe in the Confucian way of governing the country, be diligent in politics, and Be sympathetic to the power of the people, light corvee and light taxation. If you say good gifts, the people will not dare to be disrespectful; Arrived. But why in the eyes of heaven, I am still nothing more than a mediocre lord? Why is this big merchant still shaking the country? Is it my mistake, or the way of Confucianism, which is not right at all?"

His eyes were gloomy, and the old man's expression gradually revealed a bit of sternness. Suddenly he clenched his fists, only to hear a muffled sound of the 'canopy'.

At that moment, there was an entire hundred thousand zhang radius in front of the old man in royal robes. All the snow and dust are scattered, and all the plants, flowers and leaves are also scattered into powder.

Seeing this, Gao Ruo, the inner servant's young supervisor, immediately shrank his eyes, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. But he didn't dare to walk away, instead he bowed down and said: "Please calm down, Your Majesty!"

The old man was originally as if possessed by a demon, with a hideous expression. Gao Ruozhi's eyes could smell it, and he woke up immediately, and regained his composure.

"Get up! I lost my temper!"

With a flick of his sleeves, it seems that the heavy snow has gradually stopped. The old man in imperial robe felt at ease, and he didn't want to stay here any longer. Just as he was about to turn around and step into the pavilion, he saw several broken corpses lying on the edge of the messy imperial garden.

In the snow dust floating in the garden, there were also some bloodstains. It seemed that the body was also completely shattered.

The old man frowned and didn't care. The eunuch is just a slave of the emperor's family, and he will die when he dies.

"Let people be buried generously, and the family members of the deceased need to be generously compensated."

It is a great grace to deal with it like this.

After giving a casual order, the old man walked into the pavilion. But here, there are already dozens of gold memorials. Floating beside the windows on both sides.

Na Gao Ruo didn't wait for his order, so he fetched these memorials one by one. The main yu room was on the imperial book table, but the old man waved his hand wearily.

Gao Ruo understood immediately, and opened one of the books. Just looking at it, the expression is extremely strange. Then he hurriedly opened the next book, and his eyes became even more weird after that.

At this time, the old man also noticed that Gao Ruo's expression was different. He raised his eyebrows, and said in a flat tone, "Why don't you read these memorials?"

Gao Ruo didn't answer, and opened several memorials in succession. Until the eyes of the old man, there was a bit of impatience. Then he bent down and replied: "Your Majesty, the contents of these memorials are all the same. In my Dashang territory, dozens of prefectures all snowed heavily at the same time. It is not only my Dashang, but also the rest of the Central Cloud Land, the four lands and twelve islands, It’s snowing all over the sky. Even the Ten Holy Lands, the Nineteen Spiritual Palaces, and even the Five Vaults of Heaven are without exception—”

Hearing this, the old man in royal robe was also stunned for a while, with a puzzled look on his face.

These five lands and twelve islands are nothing more than that. But this Holy Land Lingfu, even the Vaulted Realm, is actually halfway outside the heaven and earth, so how could it be filled with heavy snow?

Although the national teacher once said that this time it will not affect the national destiny, how can he not be worried?

Just as he was deep in thought, Gao Ruo turned to another memorial, and then narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, today, among many Buddhist temples such as Jianan Cave, Liangjieshan Mingmiao Temple, Baima Temple, and Xiangguo Temple. Such as the ancient Buddha of Yuanshi, The horizontal three Buddhas, the vertical three Buddhas, Vairocana Buddha, and many other Buddha statues are shaking endlessly and shining brighter. It is said that the north wall of all Buddhist temples collapsed, without exception."

The old man was stunned again, but after a while, he was relieved: "So, this change of heaven is related to Buddhism?"

Sitting at the side, the living roomer had already begun to write silently at this time, and wrote on the daily life note, "June 13th, the twenty-seventh year of Yuanchen, it snowed heavily in the imperial capital, and His Majesty was worried that the snow would cause disasters, so he lost his composure." Later, when the snow stopped, I heard the heavy snow in the cloud world, and the temples changed suddenly, and the emperor's heart began to be at ease." A few lines of big characters. ! .