Li Zheng was speechless and said stutteringly: "There is a difference between the king and the minister, the minister...I..."

When I think about it carefully, Li Zheng used to have no desire for the young emperor, but just liked him simply. Although he still lived in the palace for many years, he always felt that he was living under someone else's roof and resting on others. When facing the old emperor, he couldn't help but feel a lot of pleasing and carefulness, but he had already changed his taste.

When Li Zheng looked at Chang Geng's eyes, he knew that the Four Emperors who had been walking on the building and the building was as clear as a mirror in his heart. He knew everything, so he had to feel more ashamed.

"It is a big deal to abolish the crown prince," Chang Geng replied tactfully, "The state has its own national laws, and it is not something you and I can decide at will."

Li Zheng's face turned red, as if he was being self-indulgent.

Chang Geng: "If you feel it is inconvenient to tell me some things, why not go and talk to An Dinghou. He will leave Beijing to inspect military affairs in the fourth country next month. If you are willing, you can ask him to take you to see it."

Li Zheng was stunned.

Then he heard Chang Geng laugh and said, "Uncle Fourth was like your age, and I was once full of confusion. That year, I and the adopted father who was ordered to take care of my foster father... It was Hou Anding who was quarreled and insisted on running away from home. He followed Master Leran and General Zhong and went to many places. He had seen sentient beings rushing for their livelihoods, and had also seen unruly bandits rampant. He saw more joys and sorrows in life and death in the world. Sometimes the things that were stuffed into your own heart seemed to be smaller."

No matter how ignorant the young prince was, he knew what the weight of Anding Hou holding the Black Iron Tiger Talisman was in the court and the army. When he was young and ignorant, he was very curious about the legendary hero and begged him to write a copybook. Later, he did not dare to do it again. When his mother was alive, she held him tightly in the palace and refused to let him go out to make friends with court officials, for fear that his son would be too much to get in the eyes of the new emperor, so she never set foot in the Hou's Mansion again.

"Don't be afraid of him. He loved you very much when you were a child. Do you remember?" Chang Geng mentioned Gu Yun, his eyes changed involuntarily, and he naturally had a gentle smile.

The prince didn't react for a moment: "Gu...Ship Gu?"

Chang Geng walked out of the mourning hall. The prince was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed. The eunuchs on both sides seemed to know that the uncle and nephew had something to say, and automatically retreated to both sides. The young new emperor walked in front with his hands on his back and said to Li Zheng without hesitation: "I don't want other heirs for the time being. In a few years, I will pass the throne to you, but it will be a different country. When you sit in this position, you may find that the Nine Five Lords cannot be said to be the Nine Five. The entire court and even the world have their own operating rules, laws above the head, mutual restraint between the king and the minister, and the people... You may even feel like a noble puppet."

This was something that the world had never heard of, and Li Zheng was stunned.

Chang Geng turned his head and looked at him: "I don't know if you can accept it."

Li Zheng: "I..."

"No need to reply to me now," Chang Geng smiled and reached out to press the boy's head, "You can go out and see the outside world first, think about it before coming back. If it really doesn't work, I can find a way to adopt other descendants from the royal family, without thinking too much."

After saying that, Chang Geng left by himself, he hurried to go to the grave and clicked Mao, and then wanted to go back to the palace to live.

"Emperor...Fourth Uncle," Li Zheng suddenly called him, "Why don't you want your own descendants?"

"I have been to the place where I live my life. I have no regrets before and after my life, so I don't have to leave any blood." Chang Geng paused, and glanced at Li Zheng with a confused look on his face, shook his head and smiled, "I don't understand if I tell you, I understand when I grow up."

Li Zheng: "…"

Half a month later, Emperor Taishi was extremely skilled in the ground and refused to agree. He approved the prince's request to inspect the four realms with Anding Hou. Li Zheng spent three months with Gu Yun, stepping through the three mountains and six rivers from the air, water, and steam railways. Then he seemed to be addicted, often making excuses to leave Beijing, but he was not in the palace for half a year.

Three years later, Li Zheng was eighteen years old and went to the former Yanwang Mansion, the current emperor Biezhuang, to chat with Changgeng for a whole night. With Changgeng agreeing to him to lead the guards, he joined the sea caravan led by Mr. Du, and went to a wider overseas place.

It was said to be a caravan, but in fact, dozens of long and short dragons accompanied him. In addition to the leading Du Gongzi and others, there were also some elite soldiers of the Daliang naval army and masters of Lingshuyuan led by Cao Chunhua and Leran and others. In addition to trading goods, they also brought letters of state and negotiation treaties, traversing the east and west, wandering around the world, and returning in five years.

After Li Zheng came back, he laughed at himself. With his stupid and mediocre qualifications, he could not rank among the Li family for several generations, but he must be the one who went out the farthest.

In the 18th year of Taishi, Gu Yun handed over the Black Iron Tiger Talisman and hanged the seal to resign. A few months later, Prince Li Zheng took over the throne from his uncle who was just talking about it, abolished the year name, and established a universal new calendar, which continued the new era that was steadily raised after 18 years.

At this point, the mountains and rivers are still there, and the seas are peaceful.

A new question asked Lin Yuan

(one)

"Little Master!"

Monk Leran raised his head and saw a little girl of six or seven years old staggering towards him. Her little face was as dirty as a cat. She carefully held a piece of bread with both hands and handed it to him seriously and said, "My little master, my grandfather asked me to send it to you, eat it quickly."

Zhiran knew that this might be the food that someone squeezed out, so he naturally didn't dare to ask for it, so he quickly refused. But he couldn't speak, and the little big country child in front of him could not understand the gestures and expressions. He would only stare at a pair of round eyes, insisting on sending the dough into his hands.

The dough cake was so hard that it was indestructible, like a black iron, but when it was close, it could still smell the fragrance of food. Lee Ran's throat rolled uncontrollably. He was only in his teens now, and he was just as old as he could not help hunger. Shaving his head was obviously not helpful for fasting. After being hungry for so many days, he had long turned black and wanted to bite the flesh on his cheeks and swallow it. The dough cake in front of him seemed to be a huge temptation, and he could only recite scriptures in his heart and eliminate distracting thoughts.

At this time, a terrible vibration came from the ground, and a group of people wearing armored and holding sharp edges ran from afar. The people around him who were originally numb in their eyes suddenly showed panic and frightened.

Leran jumped up quickly and pulled the little girl up and blocked her behind him. He was extremely nervous, and his muscles were so hard that they hurt, but his face still seemed to be indifferent to the world. Then, Leran slowly closed his hands, and sweated coldly on his back, bowed to the thugs who ran over to celebrate.

The thugs in iron armor stopped to look at him. The leader hesitated for a moment, replied inappropriately, then waved his hand, and heard him say vaguely: "When this monk recites the scriptures, I always feel that something in front of the Buddhist temple... is not very auspicious, let's forget it today."

After saying that, the group of people followed the leader and walked away sparsely. When it was confirmed that the thugs really would not come back, someone who had survived the disaster quietly ran over and bowed to Leran to thank him.

Leran returned the gifts one by one with exhausted heart, picked up the bread that fell to the ground, and even the scared little girl. She wanted to use her sleeve to wipe her tears, but when she looked down, she saw that the robe on her body was so dirty that it was not visible, she put down her hand embarrassedly.

He took off his outer robe, turned it around inside and outside and put it on his body. Zhiran hoped to keep his appearance as far as possible and to scare these thugs for a while - this was the tenth day when the thugs and the court confronted the thugs. There was iron armor besieging the city, and the supply in the city was in danger. The rebels were also panicked. When these desperate people were in a depressed mood and had nowhere to be dismissed, they wanted to play with the people in the city. Fortunately, this dynasty was deeply influenced by Buddhism, and even the crazy people were somewhat worried when they saw monks. Although Daniel could not speak, he had a good appearance and was born with a fairy spirit. At this point, he could only use his pretended "fairy spirit" to protect the people around him as much as possible.

This year, Mingran was fourteen years old.

When the spring was just beginning, his master, who had no idea where he had traveled, suddenly came back, called him to chat with him for a few words, and then said to his little disciple who closed the door in a mysterious way: "You once asked me when you were a child, what are sentient beings? Now that you are old, then go and take a look."

In Huguo Temple, monks must have a certain age and qualifications before they can go out for travel. Mingran was the first to go out as a young man. All the monks said that their uncle was unique in their master's wisdom. The young monk spent more than half a year wandering around and begging for alms. He had been worshipped by beggars, and was almost captured by female bandits as a child husband because of his handsome appearance. He was even forced to go home by wealthy and unkind families and asked him to exorcise ghosts. But in short, although he occasionally encountered some unexpected situations, he carried Master Jueyuan's handwritten letter and documentary from Huguo Temple with him. The temple station he encountered along the way still gave him a high courtesy of his half-age child, which was basically safe.

Until he was in trouble and caught up with the robbery.

The new officer of the Minzhou Water Army Inspector took office and insisted on three evil fires. The first one was to smuggle Zi Liujin in the territory. Unexpectedly, the land did not understand and turned a blind eye to his ex. The collusion between officials and bandits was brought out. He caused trouble and was not able to deal with it. The new officer did not investigate for a while, which led to the continuous fermentation of the situation. In the end, the outlaws in Minzhou simply took the risk and colluded with the Japanese pirates on the East China Sea to form a rebel, and rebelled on the spot.

Pirates, Japanese pirates and bandits flirted with each other, and occupied several cities. When they arrived at a place, they first killed local officials, then occupied the people's houses, plundered their savings, and then drove them out to the outside and took care of them. Once they fought head-on with the imperial army, they drove the people to the front of the battlefield as a shield.

Unfortunately, Lu Ran, who traveled here, has become a rare species among human shields - he is a bald human shield.

Bandit rebellion is different from civil uprisings. Even if it is a mob, most of the rebels are born in miserable origins and will not deliberately do things that are too harmful to the world before losing their minds. However, this group of outlaws who were born in smuggling Zi Liujin cannot think of it based on "human nature".

Leran didn't know how long he had been detained in the city. He squatted down worriedly, patted the little girl who was crying and burping, borrowed a bowl of water from the person next to him, swallowed his saliva while soaking the dry cakes softly, and fed them to the child.

The girl asked, "My little master, when will the person who comes to save us come?"

Leran's eyebrows moved, and before he could make a gesture, he heard a man next to him sigh, "Save us? Alas, don't think about it, wait for death."

Emperor Yuanhe emphasized literature over military affairs, and was mentally ill. Since he recovered the Northern Barbarians, he began to subtly suppress the military generals in the court under the name of "sincere of heaven and harmony", especially after Gu Shen, the Marquis of Anding and the eldest princess and his wife passed away one after another, the emperor was even more outrageous. He actually hid the country's powerful weapon Xuantie Camp. Even in recent years, loyal ministers and good generals in the court were old and old, and they were unable to meet the emperor.

At the beginning of the riot, the court sent a wine bag to be a general. As soon as it arrived, it was ambushed by the Japanese pirates and angered the bandit leader entrenched here. The only purpose of this person was to let the rebels find out the reality of the soldiers and generals in the court, and to give them inspiration to use the people as shields.

The court then realized that the situation was out of control, and then sent new people to come, which made people even more desperate. At this time, the vanguard general in the outer city was surnamed Gu, no matter what kind of family he was from, he was only fifteen years old, and obviously he was not three heads and six arms long, so he could not see how talented he was. Those who came back alive from the battlefield were all remembering the almost panicked gaze when the young general saw a group of ragged "human shields".

His eyes revealed his background. This young general is not only a child, but probably a child who has never seen blood before.

After panic, he was unable to hold back his position and was attacked by ambushed bandits. If reinforcements hadn't happened to come, they would have almost been wiped out, which would have been obvious that they could not be expected.

Leran sighed secretly, feeling very confused, feeling that he was about to die here.

(two)

At this time, the young generation of monks seemed to be almost the same as "the sea of ​​suffering is boundless", but Buddhism seems to be of no use at this point. He is a clay bodhisattva who crosses the river, and he is still unable to protect himself, let alone who he wants to save.

Yueran leaned against the wall boredly for a while and couldn't help but think of his days at Huguo Temple.

He was an abandoned baby picked up by Master Jueyuan, the abbot of Huguo Temple, during a trip. He was born with unknown origin and could not speak naturally. He was destined to be unable to enter the officialdom and could not practice martial arts and join the army. Master Jueyuan felt that he had a destiny to be a disciple of the Buddhist school, so he accepted it as a closed disciple.

During the Yuan Dynasty, the best life was, except for those nobles of aristocratic families, they were probably monks. The emperor himself believed in Buddhism, and the court and the country were naturally effective. Everyone recited scriptures and chanted Buddha's name for nothing. During festivals, the ladies and ladies lined up to go to the temple to unpack the bag and burn incense... Even the current group of desperados, although they were not ruthless in pushing the young monk out to be human shields, would not swear to him in person.

Huguo Temple is the first of hundreds of temples. The monks in the temple go to and from the palace. Although they have no real power, their influence is still better than that of the emperor's close ministers. After Master Jueyuan accepted the disciple of Leran, he retired and passed the position of abbot to his eldest disciple Lechi Chi. He traveled around all year round. Leran rarely sees his master. Usually, his senior brother takes care of his daily life and preaches to him.

When my senior brother was young, he looked handsome, but he was melancholy all year round and was serious. There was always a fold between the corners of his mouth and eyebrows, as if he had never been happy in his life. Sometimes, when the night was quiet, he would wipe the Buddha statue himself, or meditate alone in the incense hall. The young monk was very confused and would only imitate it clumsyly.

Le Chi carried a big bucket to clean the Buddha statue. Le Ran held him in the small bucket of sand, then made a small bucket of clear water, and climbed onto the incense table to wipe the Buddha's feet.

Le Chi was sitting quietly under the ancient Buddha of Qinglan, and the little monk Le Ran sat next to him with a cushion. He was often drowsy. He either fell on Le Chi's senior brother or fell off the cushion. Every time he was at this time, Le Ran would wipe his saliva and crawl back in a daze, hoping that his senior brother would lead him back to sleep.

Monk Le Chi was taciturn, and Le Chi couldn't say anything. The strange brothers were not at all lively when they got along, silently, but they depended on each other for their own sake. Le Chi would carry him back to the meditation room after he fell asleep, drive him back to the twelfth month of winter, and even wipe his nose expressionlessly. Le Chi was like a small animal that was only trembling, without any special call, and always relied around the brother, not daring to leave for a moment, and treat his brother as his backbone.

But children will always grow up.

Later, Leran, who could pick up a little bald head with one hand, turned into a handsome boy who became increasingly handsome, and his heart became wilder. He was no longer a little follower of his senior brother, and he was no longer satisfied with ringing bells and chanting scriptures in the temple every day, and always wanted to see outside. Whenever an outside monk stayed in Huguo Temple, Leran would come over and listen to people's experiences outside eagerly.

The senior brother said that if a monk is pure in his six senses, he is always impatient. Dayan suppresses his desire to enter the world day after day, and vaguely feels that he is not very pure and does not seem to be so destined to be with the Buddha. After finally getting the approval of his master, Leran almost couldn't wait to escape from Huguo Temple. Before leaving, Senior Brother Lechi packed his luggage for him and sent him out of the city.

Over the past ten years, he was as crazy as his father and brother. He watched Leran walk to the vast world outside the temple and told him from beginning to end in detail.

Leran felt that he was long-winded at the time, and he felt a sense of confusion at this moment. He thought: "If my senior brother knew that I was here now, would he worry about me?"

As the sky gradually became dark, Leran curled up with a few "human shields" who were bored, pinching Buddhist beads one by one, pretending to recite scriptures. In fact, he was very pessimistic. He had just written a letter to his senior brother at the previous post station to report his safety, and then he turned into a bald shield. I guess he should have sent his letter back to the temple and the news of his death should arrive together.

At that time, will the senior brother recite the mantra of rebirth for him?

Will you cry?

Or do you wish him to reach the Pure Land in all four empty spaces?

When Leran thought of this, he felt even more sad: "I don't practice seriously and I don't have much merit. If I die, can I reach the Pure Land?"

A monk died in the chaos inexplicably and could not even convert. Leran felt even heavier in his heart. For a moment, with the idea of ​​"doing his best to do his best", he actually recited the sutras with his feet in a cram. Just as he was gradually forgetting himself in the sound of the Brahma and calming down, footsteps suddenly came from his side. Leran was startled and opened his eyes suddenly, and saw three or four rebels passing by him and walking straight into the hut behind him.

The thatched huts were pieced together by the detained people in the city for the elderly, weak, women and children to hide.

Before Leran could react to what these rebels were doing at first, a man next to him had already shouted and cursed: "These bastards..."

The companion quickly pressed the man down, covered his mouth desperately, and blocked his words.

After a moment of stagnation, he suddenly realized that a stream of young blood rushed to his forehead with anger. At this time, one of the thugs returned. He returned to Ran, avoided the young monk's fire-like gaze, touched him in his arms, took out a bag of oily paper that smelled of food, placed it in front of him, and whispered: "Make it with vegetarian oil, please eat it."

After saying that, the thug grabbed his hair again, folded his hands together, bowed toward Leran, and chanted: "Amitabha."

Then he turned around and chased his companions and strode towards the beast path.

Lee Ran stared at the snacks in the oiled paper bag. For a moment, he didn't know what to react.

A rebel thug who was extremely guilty was about to despicable to vent his animal desires to innocent people, but he worshipped a Buddha on the way.

Did he also ask for the Buddha's blessing?

Does he also want to seek Buddhist teachings to save him?

Master, what are sentient beings?

Where do sentient beings go?

Leran was stunned for a moment, jumped up suddenly, and chased after the nervous sounds of people around him.

(three)

Mingran knew that he was powerless and had only one thought left in his mind: "I'm going to fight with them."

He picked up a stone and chased it into the thatched hut. The broken sand and stones broke his palms. He saw that the thugs had rushed into the thatched hut, and one of them was facing his back, guarding the door and not letting someone escape.

Leran's chest was fluctuating violently, staring at the back of the man's head, preparing to commit murder.

But an ordinary person can't pass his own level if he wants to kill, let alone a monk. His mind roared, and the three souls and seven spirits seemed to be being pulled in half. Just as he made up his mind in pain and raised the big stone in his hand high and was about to smash it down, the man fell down without warning.

Rarang: "..."

He held the weapon stupidly and raised his head in surprise. He saw a little girl about the same age as him standing opposite him, holding a silver needle expressionlessly. He used some magical powers to knock down all the thugs, and fell to the ground one by one without knowing how to do so.
To be continued...