MTL - Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading-Chapter 18 The emperor said 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 inextinguishable lanterns 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. The light of Changming Palace shines in all directions, but it 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 silently stood under the long porch, monitoring each other with their eyes, not allowing the slightest 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 meanders, 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.

The first **** Hou An, who was guarding the Jingsi Hall, immediately showed a smile on his face. He walked quickly to the front of the phoenix, 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 hasn't eaten yet?"

"Back to the mother's words, His Majesty has refused to eat since he came to court, and the servant has already arranged for the imperial kitchen to be available from time to time."

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, too. It's funny to think about it. I have been the emperor of Daxuan for forty years, but I don't even think about tea and rice for a treasure. The late emperor was right. Imperial pride."

The queen walked up to the emperor, snuggled and sat down, poured a glass of the wine she had just brought in, and said comfortingly, "Your Majesty is so young, it is naturally not comparable to the momentum that the late emperor grew up under Emperor Lin's knees; not to mention these forty years. Here, if it weren’t for His Majesty’s diligence, how would the Great Xuan Dynasty be so stable 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. Daxuan has been established for 800 years, and the total condensed literary mind is only 80. Six..."

The emperor drank the wine in front of him, exhaled a long breath, and then nodded: "Yes. These eighty-six literary hearts, either inherited from teachers or families, really belong to the imperial court, but they are only ten fingers. It's rare to see an unowned literary heart, and it's really reluctant to send it out like this."

"If that's the case, why did Your 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, and the ancient ritual is like this, so I can't stop it."

The queen smiled again and said, "Your Majesty is too worried. The matter of choosing a master with a literary heart has not happened in my court, but how many real successes have been made? The Kong family's literate heart has been five hundred years old. , how many times during this period, the world's sages were widely invited to participate in the selection of the officiant. Isn't it still enshrined in the temple at home? The Prime Minister of Wen said that if there is no selection of the master, the Wenxin will be placed in the Confucian Temple."

"How is this Confucian Temple different from the imperial court?"

"Take a step back and say that if there are really worthy people who let Wenxin choose the master, it means that my great Xuan will add another great Confucian seed. It is not easy to judge who is more beneficial to the dynasty, the great Confucian or the Wenxin."

The emperor nodded slightly: "Yes, Zitong's words are reasonable." But the frowning between his brows did not ease.

Seeing this, the Queen 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 from 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 national 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 Jiudings, and the demons dared not be kings, and all the tribes came to the dynasty. Qihuang He died and destroyed the luck of the two cauldrons; the first emperor succeeded to the throne, made great efforts to rule, five northern expeditions, three southern expeditions, the barbarians who fought did not dare to look south, the demons did not dare to go north, and finally condensed a cauldron of luck..."

"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, there is a danger that the country will be precarious."

The queen walked up 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 would have overdrawn our country's fortunes, but the sudden collapse also damaged the foundation of luck. After the three kings seized the throne, Huo Xiangran had power. , This world has been in chaos for another ten years. I heard from my father that when His Majesty ascended the throne, there were only four cauldrons left in the country~www.novelbuddy.com~ This is a precarious appearance. It was His Majesty who set things right. Only then did he bring Daxuan from the four cauldrons to the five cauldrons, and from the five cauldrons to the six cauldrons of peace. In the eyes of the ministers and concubines, your majesty is no worse than the first emperor of Lin Huang!"

The sincerity of the queen's words made the emperor's heart warm, and shook his head: "I have no talent for the emperor, nor the arrogance of the first emperor, only the word diligence, barely able to be a successful king. I am worried about the emperor... "

The queen's face turned serious, thinking of her troubled prince, she quickly explained, "The emperor has been working hard recently..."

The emperor waved his hand slightly, lifted the queen up, and said, "I don't blame him. It's just that if I die, the qi movement will fluctuate, and if the royal family has more literacy to suppress, the qi luck will be more stable. This is my selfishness. "

The Empress was startled, and said quickly, "Your Majesty is prosperous in the future, you must never say such unfavorable words again."

"The emperor has his own number of days." The emperor said nonchalantly, "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.

……

The high **** Hou An's screeching voice resounded outside the hall door: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Wen wants to see you."

The queen's voice came from the hall: "Your Majesty is tired, let Prime Minister Wen go back, see you tomorrow at the court."

Hou An seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then replied: "The Minister of Wen 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 was suddenly opened, and the emperor rushed out.

The Queen followed behind, holding a pair of shoes, and shouted, "Your Majesty, shoes..."

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