Huang Huang Zhe Hua

Woke up early in the morning, and didn't have any intention of continuing to sleep, Linxuan dipped some tea, and then the light outside was copying the words stroke by stroke on the table.

Ji Ming was ordered to take care of Linxuan. He was a light sleeper, but he woke up when he heard some noises. He walked over to take a closer look. On the table were written the words "Keep your heart and calm your breath". Ming was very surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Is the master also troubled?"

Linxuan's hands paused, and the tea stained the table with layers of dizziness. At the end, he chuckled lightly, and replied: "There should be."

"What's the matter? Zhenyuanhou?"

Lin Xuan shook his head.

"Your own safety?"

Linxuan sighed, wiped off the words on the table, stood up, and faced the moonlight outside the window, which had not faded in the future, and said softly: "The people of the world, the common people, why don't you worry."

The moonlight shone coldly on him, and his whole body became ethereal.

Ji Ming's mouth was dry, he picked up the remaining tea at the table, drank it, and felt better, before he asked, "Master, do you know why I'm worried?"

Linxuan laughed again and said, "Loyal to the emperor and patriotic."

"..."

"Does the master also think that I am wrong?"

"Right or wrong is up to you, so why ask me."

Ji Ming was stunned for a while, then laughed and said, "Yes, I'm free." After saying that, he clasped his fists and turned around to practice martial arts in the court.

Linxuan didn't look back, just looked at the bright moon in the sky for a while, and said: "The most difficult thing to understand in the world is the human heart."

Ji Ming's boxing has been practiced until the sun is three poles.

The little eunuch outside sang in a high voice: "The emperor is here——"

Before Ji Ming could get the sweat on his head, he hurried to the gate of the palace, bowed and knelt down, very respectful.

The emperor didn't look at him, and entered the hall without turning his eyes. Linxuan was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, reciting scriptures.

Sitting beside him, the emperor sneered and said, "Master, where is your bead holding?"

Linxuan frowned, moved to the side, and said lightly: "It's broken."

"What's so difficult about this. Come here, and reward Master Fengyan Bodhi with a string of beads—"

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and interrupted: "Your Majesty, you don't have to."

The emperor squinted his peach blossom eyes, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Master, you don't want to accept it?" His tone carried a hint of coercion.

The room was quiet and quiet, the dust in the air floated up and down under the sunlight in several places, the atmosphere solidified little by little, the emperor's face collapsed and tightened, it was so black that it was about to drip water.

Linxuan seemed to be ignorant, still reading scriptures aside.

The emperor tore off his cuffs with a loud "Come on" and overturned the table in front of him. The exquisite porcelain bottle fell to the ground and turned into a mess.

"Why!" the emperor shouted loudly, "Why are you willing to help that Marquis of Zhenyuan, but not me!"

Linxuan was used to twisting the beads, but found that the holding beads were no longer there.

Seeing that Linxuan didn't answer, the emperor walked back and forth anxiously in the room: "Did he promise you something! Is it an official or a noble? Tell me, I can do it now!"

"No." Linxuan stopped chanting, staring at him with cold eyes, "No, nothing."

The emperor was like a rooster whose neck had been strangled, his face turned red, and he stammered, "Then why..."

Linxuan stood up, walked in front of him, looked down at him, and said in a cold voice with a trace of emotion: "Your Majesty, can you guarantee that everything will be done by the people in the future?"

With a hoarse throat, the emperor first laughed creakingly, the more he laughed, the more wildly he laughed, and finally he laughed loudly: "Is there any king in the world, how are the lives of those humble grassroots worth it? Let me put them first!"

Linxuan sighed, sat back, and continued to recite sutras with his eyes closed.

The emperor continued to smile: "Could it be that the master is facing the Buddhist scriptures every day, and his mind has become confused! Since you are my people, you must listen to me. If I want them to die, they will never dare to live. What do you say? First of all, it's nonsense! Absurd! Ridiculous!"

Linxuan continued to read Buddhist scriptures.

The emperor dragged the little maid who was waiting on the left and right over and asked her, "Do you think this matter is absurd?"

The little maid had never seen such a posture before, she stumbled in fright, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The emperor threw the little maid aside like a rag, grabbed another little maid and asked, "Tell me!"

The little maid's face turned pale, and she repeatedly kowtowed, "Absurd, absurd, absurd..."

The emperor squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly became angry again. He threw the jade ruyi he was carrying with him on the head of the little palace lady, and a little redness bloomed. The emperor shouted: "It's not right!"

The little eunuchs and the maids shrank aside, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.The emperor looked around for a week, and said: "I see, you all think the same way as the master, right?" Suddenly his expression turned ruthless, and he shouted: "Come on! Execute all the eunuchs and maids in Qinfangyuan, and one who doesn't Keep!"

Linxuan pushed hard, his fingernails bit into the palm of his hand, and bright red blood rolled out.

The emperor walked up to Linxuan, raised his chin, and said viciously: "But I will let you live, let you enjoy this endless pain, and you will never be reborn forever."

Linxuan remained silent, the emperor flung his sleeves and left.

Ji Ming was still kneeling outside, the emperor felt bored looking at it, kicked him, and scolded: "You dog slave!"

Ji Ming froze and buried his head low.

The emperor sneered: "Hmph, take good care of Master, if there is any problem, you are the only one to ask!"

Until the emperor left, Ji Ming still knelt quietly.

Lin Xuan stretched out a hand to pull him up, and he dodged.An eight-foot man, but extremely powerless.

Linxuan asked, "Are you still loyal to such a monarch?"

Ji Ming hung his head and did not move. After a long silence, he said in a low voice:

"Because he is the king."

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