reborn monarch

In the first month of the third year of Qiyuan, it was freezing cold after winter, but there was no snow for a long time.

Qiyuan Emperor Gu Zhen used to sleep in the Dongnuan Pavilion. As soon as he became the throne, he made a rule that no servants were allowed to be around when he fell asleep. After he fell asleep, the eunuch Sanbao retreated to the Lan Hall outside the Dongnuan Pavilion to watch the night.

So the sleeping emperor suddenly struggled in his dream, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and he was dripping with sweat, and no one noticed it for a while.

fire.

Soaring fire.

The raging fire burned the clothes, scorched the flesh, and there was nowhere to escape, as if infected with a gangrene attached to the bone, the pain was excruciating.

What is more painful than this is the hatred to the bone.

When Gu Zhen woke up, he found that he was in the familiar East Nuan Pavilion. The luminous pearls on the bedposts outside the curtains were warm and shining, reflecting the bright yellow curtains, giving him the warmth of his life.

He looked at it for a while, only to realize that he was still clenched into fists, his teeth were clenched, and his inner shirt was already wet with sweat.Xu Shi gritted his teeth too hard in his dream and made a sound, and a soft question came from the door of Dongnuange: "Your Majesty?"

That was the voice of the great eunuch Sanbao. In the tenth year of Qiyuan, he became a victim of wrestling between himself and Wenxiang, and was cut off from the market.

Sitting up, Gu Zhen was at a loss for a moment, and didn't know what day and night was at all. Sometimes it was Sanbao's questioning, and sometimes it was his angry shouting at the officials. The sweat on his body was cold, and he felt the cold.

It is the coldness that is completely different from the scorching fire.

"It's nothing." Gu Zhenyi responded intuitively.

Sanbao asked again: "Do you want to serve tea?"

Gu Zhen wiped his face with the towel next to his pillow, then put his hands on the robe on the couch, and said, "Come in.

The little eunuch was glad that he hadn't been lazy, just changed to hot tea, San Bao stretched out his hand to try it, quite satisfied, took it into the Nuan Pavilion respectfully, poured a cup and knelt down and offered it, "Your Majesty, drink slowly, be careful not to burn your mouth."

It was such a mother-in-law's temperament, Gu Zhen took the teacup, felt a little nostalgic, and responded with "Yeah", he was full of doubts and didn't know where to ask, so he had to drink tea slowly, thinking about how to ask so as not to make people suspicious.

Just in trouble, there was a commotion outside the Nuan Pavilion.

Gu Zhen's face darkened, and he asked, "What's going on?"

Sanbao hurriedly kowtowed heavily, "Young maidservants will ask now", stepped back, kicked the little eunuch in the Lanting Hall outside the pavilion, and shouted angrily in a low voice: "Impolite things! Look at their yelling!" What!"

The little eunuch felt aggrieved, but he knelt down to reply without delay, and said: "Old Ancestor, it's snowing."

Sanbao was overjoyed, and then scolded with a downcast face: "Go let them stop making noise, if your Majesty can't sleep well, take care of your skin in the morning!"

The little eunuch responded and ran out in a panic.

Sanbao quickly returned to the East Nuan Pavilion, quickly knelt down, and solemnly replied: "Your Majesty, it's snowing, and God has finally snowed!"

The word "Rui Xue" made Gu Zhen stunned.

During his 20 years in power, he had never had a winter disaster. Only in the third year after he ascended the throne, the snow fell late, and the civil servants took the opportunity to approve it, so the palace had the word "auspicious snow".

The young emperor who was sleeping on the couch sighed, as if expressing his feelings, "I have only been on the throne for three years, and there has been no snow since the beginning of winter. Fortunately, God opened my eyes, otherwise, those ministers would have stirred up so many rumors to scold me." .”

"The servant knows that His Majesty is in a difficult situation," Sanbao comforted him, "God sees it!"

It really is the third year of Qiyuan!

Gu Zhen tightly clenched the teacup in his hand, fearing that he would reveal something strange, but his heart was filled with sourness and joy. If he was in a place where no one was around, he really wanted to let go of his voice and yell.

In the third year of Qiyuan, he was only eighteen. In the third year of his enthronement, although Wen Jinli began to love power, he was still a capable minister.

Everything is still in time!

What's even more gratifying is that Xie Jiuyuan has not yet fallen into Wen Jinli's trap, nor has he been forced to worship Wen Jinli as his teacher.He could find a way to remove this only stain for Jiulang.

The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, and Gu Zhen doesn't know who to thank. Although he was driven by the late emperor to live in the royal Xiuyun Temple when he was young, he recognized the monk who protects the country and Fan Fan as his teacher, but he never believed in Buddha in his heart.If there really is a Buddha, why would a kind person like my concubine have a miserable life, while a madman like the first emperor could enjoy his whole life.

But at this moment, apart from thanking the gods and Buddhas, Gu Zhen couldn't think of anything else to have such a great ability to go back in time.

Gu Zhen closed his eyes to calm down his turbulent emotions.

and many more.

Ruixue tonight also means that Master Fan, his master will pass away tomorrow morning!

This is an opportunity. In the previous life, he was used by civil servants to criticize him. If he lives again, he will naturally not be caught without a fight.

Sanbao looked at the young emperor worriedly, perhaps because of his handsome appearance, Gu Zhen never allowed himself to show his emotions for the sake of the emperor's majesty, for fear of being considered young and unstable.Most of the time, this talented emperor maintained a serious expression, so San Bao had never seen Gu Zhen entangled like this.

"Three treasures."

Gu Zhen finally opened his mouth.

"The servant is here."

"Ask people to light the lamps and get dressed, and send the order down immediately. Master Fan entrusted me with a dream, and the Buddha favored him. Master Fan will pass away tomorrow morning. I hope I will go there tonight for a narration. I want to leave the palace, immediately!"

Sanbao was full of doubts, but it didn't prevent him from moving quickly after listening to the order. He called the little eunuch to light up the lamp to pass the order, and changed Gu Zhen's clothes himself. When Yu Jia was ready, Gu Zhen's words had spread to many courtiers, Especially in Wen Jinli's ears.

On the night when Gu Zhen experienced rebirth, the courtiers also became suspicious because of his words.

The road was brightly lit, and the imperial driver was advancing rapidly under the guard of the Jingwei. Xiuyun Temple was close to the imperial city, not far away.

Gu Zhen in the sedan chair was wrapped in a thick fur cloak, and Sanbao was sitting on the air vent pressing the curtain.

"Your Majesty, we are here."

With the support of the Three Treasures, Gu Zhen got off the sedan chair, looked up, and the words "Xiuyun Temple" looked wilder and wilder in the wind and snow. This plaque was written by the late emperor himself.

His original name was not Gu Zhen, and his mother and concubine believed in Buddhism. After he was born, the first emperor "intentionally" named him Yuntang.

Yuntang is not only a monk's hall, but also a place where monks eat and discuss affairs.

This name gave a clear signal, and everyone in the court understood this implication. Since then, no one in Tanlin Temple, which is already desolate, is willing to come and go.

The grown-up princes made their fortunes one after another, and no one cared about him, the eighteenth prince, except his mother and concubine.

Immediately afterwards, when he was six years old, it is said that because of Master Fan's words, "This son has a lot of wisdom", the late emperor separated him from his mother and concubine, and entrusted him to Master Fan. Yun Temple practiced scriptures and was not allowed to return to the palace.In order for this absurd will to be carried out, he was even named a king in advance.

Master Liao Fan has always felt guilty towards him for this, and his treatment in Xiuyun Temple is comparable to that of Fan's personal disciple.

"Welcome to the holy driver!" The monks came out of the temple to greet him.

Gu Zhen came to his senses and avoided the ceremony.

The elders of Xiuyun Temple looked cautious, lowered their heads and led Gu Zhen to Master Fan's monk's room, feeling suspicious in his heart.

The temple received the news that the Holy One was coming, and immediately sent a monk to call Master Fan, but no one answered. They didn't know why the Holy One came in the middle of the night. Amnesty, so I didn't go in to check.The elder was covered in cold sweat after hearing what the eunuch said just now.

The monks ring the bell and chant Buddha's name every day. When did they really meet Tuomeng?

When we arrived outside Master Fan's meditation room, the door was actually open.

"Yuntang, come in."

It was Master Fan's voice.

Gu Zhen was also shocked in his heart, walked into the meditation room, and closed the door himself.

The elder was very curious, but Sanbao had already stood guard outside the door, so he had to lead the monks in the temple to stand far away and wait.

In the room, the lights of the candles were flickering. Master Fan, who had spoken just now, was meditating on the monk's bed, motionless. Gu Zhen called "Master?", but Master Fan didn't respond. Gu Zhen stepped forward to test it out. Master Fan has indeed lost his breath.

So who was speaking just now?

Gu Zhen sat down on the futon in a daze, staring at Master Fan's benevolent face.This is the only existence that can be called a relative besides his mother and concubine. Without the careful teaching of Master Fan, he would definitely not be what he is today. He does not believe in Buddhism, but because of Master Fan, he is willing to believe that there are good and evil karma in this world. In this life, the mother and concubine are suffering, and the master is practicing hard. In the next life, I wish them all peace and joy.

Unexpectedly, it was he, a non-Buddhist, who was given a chance to come back to life again.

I do not know how long it has been.

The remnant candle flickered, reminding those who were stunned that it was about to burn out. Gu Zhen stood up, picked up a new candle beside the candlestick, and was about to replace it, when his eyes darkened, as if his eyes were suddenly covered, and he saw the light again. At that time, he found that the candle had returned to the appearance he had just entered.

Gu Zhen was terrified, and heard another voice from the monk's bed, "Yuntang, you're here."

He ran to the monk's bed a few steps, saw Master Fan with his eyes open, and smiled lovingly at him, couldn't help kneeling on the futon, weeping, and shouted in a low voice: "Master!"

Master Liao Fan patted him on the head, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, tell me, Master can hear you."

After Master Liaofan finished speaking, he fell silent bit by bit. Gu Zhen seemed to have experienced too many ghost things tonight, so he didn't care. The eighth boy complained to his grandfather, without any scruples, and told everything upside down until the morning light.

Wen Jinli and the important ministers of the court all rushed to Xiuyun Temple, wondering what kind of medicine this young emperor sold in his gourd.

"...Master, do you know what's going on?" After complaining about his grievances, Gu Zhen felt embarrassed, so he remembered to ask.

Master Liao Fan shook his head with difficulty: "Master doesn't know."

He looked at Gu Zhen, and said to him word by word: "Although master doesn't know why the Buddha made such an arrangement, there must be a deep meaning. Yuntang, you are a good boy. Master knows, and Buddha and Bodhisattva must also understand. Go and open the door." Yes, then come here and take my hand. Go quickly."

Gu Zhen secretly understood that this was a farewell, his eyes were red, he opened the door and rushed back to the monk's bed and knelt down, holding Master Fan's hand.

Wen Jinli, the ministers and the elders of Xiuyun Temple all rushed into the meditation room.

The morning light was bright, the candles had been extinguished, and Master Liao Fan's body was overflowing with golden light.

"The poor monk has practiced for a lifetime, and today he is going west. May His Majesty Ling|Tong be safe and sound, and bless all beings. Namo Amitabha!"

His words were like the sound of the Buddha's words, they didn't seem to be heard with the ears, but went straight to the bottom of their hearts. All the people present knelt down and bowed down, chanting and worshiping.

The golden light became more and more intense, and suddenly became so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

After the golden light passed, Gu Zhen took a closer look, and there was a crimson relic bead chain left in his hand, and Master Fan's body was nowhere to be found.

Everyone was shocked, and the room was silent.

"Ling|Tong is above! Long live Your Majesty! Namo Amitabha!"

The elders of Xiuyun Temple took the lead in bowing down to Gu Zhen, and there were words of praise.

So the monks and ministers of Xiuyun Temple joined in one after another, fanatical as if they were crazy. After witnessing such miracles, even Wen Jinli had to pay respects to Gu Zhen again and again.

Gu Zhen wrapped the scarlet bead chain around his wrist, got into the sedan chair amidst the worship of the crowd, and drove back to the palace.When he saw off this time, he originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, but he didn't expect that Master would give him such a great gift.Holding the string of red relics, Gu Zhen finally swallowed his grief.

On the way back to the palace, whether it was a servant in the palace or an important minister in the court, when facing this young emperor, they all felt as timid as facing gods|Buddhas in their hearts.

Change clothes and face up.

Sitting upright in the Fengtian Hall, Gu Zhen, who was being bowed by the officials, knew in his heart that his first stroke of rewriting Qi Yuan had already been done.

The author has something to say:

*The Twelve Eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty used the eunuch system of the Qing Dynasty, tentatively so

*The eunuch calls himself a "servant"

*Little eunuch can't be called eunuch originally, for convenience, just call it that