Chapter 44 The current situation is changeable

On the second day, as soon as Gongsun Yi left the restaurant, he saw people scattered around the street, and a tense atmosphere was quietly spreading.

There are many pieces of armor at the corner of the street, guarding the intersection with a long sword.

On the road, pedestrians gathered together and did not dare to say much. They just whispered their eyebrows and walked away from the middle of the armor. When they walked to the distance, they stood quietly.

When the shopkeeper Sun of the restaurant next door saw Gongsun Yi going out, he stood quietly: "I heard that the king fainted and was unconscious."

Gongsun Yi was shocked and looked up at the guards. They were really solemn and condensed.

He was looking at him. In the distance, He Shikai was dressed in a cyan dress, with purple silk hanging around his waist. ** A jujube red high-headed horse came in a hurry, and behind him was a row of attendants chasing behind him.

The horse walked like the wind, and in an instant, it turned from the corner of the street and headed in the direction of the Great Palace.

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In the palace.

The king of Qi lay on his back on the couch, his temples were scattered, his eyes were closed, and his face was like gold paper. A doctor who was about 50 years old diagnosed his pulse next to him.

By the bedside, the prince knelt on the side wearing a golden crown. Seeing that the imperial doctor put the king of Qi's hand back into the quilt, he raised his face and whispered, "How about it going?"

The doctor shook his head. But he didn't dare to say much and slowly withdrew from the couch.

Outside the king of Qi's bedroom, He Shikai stopped the imperial doctor, "What's the matter?"

The imperial doctor secretly glanced at the queen standing behind the veil and whispered, "It is a taboo for wine and sex to penetrate the intestines and hurt the foundation. Now it has used a golden needle to continue life. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

Hearing what he said, a glimmer of light flashed in He Shikai's eyes, but he didn't say much. Seeing that the queen behind the scenes waved her hand, she whispered, "Guard closely."

The imperial doctor bowed and retreated.

He Shi opened the veil and walked in.

"Look, the prince's accession to the throne should be prepared quickly." He stood beside the queen and whispered. He spoke and stared at the soft pancreas stretched out by the queen. Her skin was white and tender, and she was holding water-washed gel. He remembered that she was still under her body last night. She couldn't help but be hot all over, and she had forgotten the golden purple king on the sickbed.

The queen snorted coldly: "The prince's accession to the throne, you should do it as soon as possible." With that, he glanced at the king of Qi's couch in the distance and said disdainfully, "It's really useless. However, after two more days on that beautiful person, he couldn't afford to get sick like this. It's all you. I usually teach him to make those yellow soup!" As soon as he raised his arm, his delicate jade hand smeared with phoenix flower juice poked He Shikai's tall forehead, as if he was asking someone to act coquettish, but he didn't mean to be surprised at all.

He Shi Kaiyan put her hand in her arms and whispered, "If the king doesn't die, how can we live for a long time?"

They were playing with me, and suddenly I heard the prince's howling, "Father! Father!" Then there was a cry in the king's bedroom.

The two of them were shocked and raised the curtain. They saw that the king of Qi had stopped breathing on the couch.

The queen immediately shed tears in her eyes, and there was a cry, which was especially trembling in a cry: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Why did you leave your wife..."

He Shi came forward and gently lifted the queen up: "Empress, please sre." With that, he saw the prince kneeling in front of the couch and almost fainting. No, the new emperor whispered, "Your Highness, the king loves to listen to Buddhism. Do you want to invite the ordained monk to recite scriptures?"

The prince immediately nodded and choked, "That's right, come quickly."

"Yes."

At this time, the Empress Dowager was being helped by her niece Princess Rouran. When she saw the queen crying with pear blossoms and rain, she was heartbroken. She couldn't help but shed a few tears in her eyes, but not the king crying king or the queen, but crying herself. At a young age, she had been promoted from the empress dowager to the empress dowager. Several kings of Daqi are short-lived...

There were a lot of cries in the palace, and the news spread outside, which shocked the whole country. All the princes, princes, and royal families in various places, except for the generals who guarded the customs and did not move, all the rest were ordered to go to Beijing to mourn and participate in the new king's accession ceremony.

When the king of Lanling, who had been restless, heard the news, his face became heavier and heavier. But he let the people around him help him change into a white dress.

Yanran was waiting beside her. She was also wrapped in white, with hairpins and silver hairpins, and her face was as beautiful as jade.

Seeing her worried face, the king of Lanling couldn't help smiling comforting: "Let's go to the palace first. It seems that the return to the fief has to be postponed again.

When they entered the palace, they saw that there was white everywhere in the palace. The maids of the Yellow Gate were all white filial piety, and everyone was in tears on their faces. The palace ministers stood together on the square in the palace.

Seeing the king of Lanling coming in, a man who was also wearing a white dress and a gloomy face came over. His eyes were swollen on a face similar to that of the king of Lanling and whispered, "Why did the fourth brother arrive at this moment?"

With that, he pulled his sleeve and walked to a corner next to the hall.

The king of Lanling stared at Yanran and walked to the wife, and then followed the man to the corner. "Third brother..."

King Langya, whom he called the third brother, looked at He Shikai standing in the hall not far from the queen: "Now as soon as the king goes, the prince is about to ascend the throne. Look, that man has power over the government. I think we'd better get rid of it as soon as possible."

The king of Lanling was shocked and quickly whispered, "This matter is very important. Don't act rashly." When he raised his head, he saw him staring at He Shikai. Obviously, he did not listen to his words.

He knew that the third brother was resentful of his brother's death and gave advice to the king, but he never thought that he was ready to do it as soon as the king died.

To know that the prince has always spoiled He Shikai, as well as the queen... He thought that He Shikai always regarded Qingyin as a thorn in his side, and he couldn't help but be silent.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. From a distance, a corner of the monk's robe flashed in the hall.

He immediately took two steps forward, trying to see more clearly, but the corner of the robe had already passed by.

The King of Lanling turned to King Langya, who was also looking at the hall: "How can there be monks in the hall?"

The king of Langya turned his eyes back to the Lanling king beside him. He seemed to be surprised how the fourth brother said such strange words, "In all dynasties, there were eminent monks to recite scriptures." With the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he said, "What you also know this year is the one at the Dharma Conference."

The King of Lanling has taken steps back to the pile of courtiers. I found a few people who could see the position in the hall without barriers. He stood and lowered his head.

Qingyin is in a group of monks chanting scriptures. While chanting the scriptures, he received all kinds of eyes after himself.

The king died, and the famous monks of the four major Buddhist temples in Yecheng were proclaimed, and Qingyin was also urgently summoned into the palace at home. She was young and thin and stood among a group of middle-aged and elderly monks, which attracted a group of maids and concubines to stretch their necks.

Master Kongzhi put his hands together, stood in front of the Wuwang's couch, which had changed his clothes, and led the monks to recite scriptures.

Due to the convening of the Buddhist Dharma Conference, Anguo Temple became the head of the temples, and Master Kongzhi became the first person among the hosts.

Xinkong, the host of Huguo Temple, stood behind Master Kongzhi, looking at the clear sound standing beside Master Kongzhi while chanting scriptures. The beautiful little Shami, like a little lady, turned out to be him, which made Huguo Temple ugly and reduced to a second-class temple.

Xinkong looked at the few middle-aged Zen masters he brought behind him. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that dementia was not the same level as others. I can't help sighing. Why can't you meet such a good seedling?

After reciting a scripture, the monks lined up in circles in the hall.

Qingyin holds a wooden fish and follows the team. Take one step, knock twice, walk two steps, knock three times.

It's not good to be a monk. No matter how you do it, you feel like pretending to be a magic stick, and you are always afraid of being taken out and beaten.

Master Kongzhi and others read very seriously, and the clear sound was not easy to fish in troubled waters, so they had to cheer up.

When he walked around to the side of the lying King Wu, he saw that his eyes were closed and his thin lips were tightly squeezed. He instantly remembered the seductive posture when he was lying on ** and pressing the male beauty. The look in his eyes exuded fanatical and excited, he couldn't help saying "Amitabha" secretly, hoping that he could have something after going down. Don't be restrained, otherwise a group of ghosts who have died unjustly will appear again, which will make the hell uneasy.

After a week around the bed, Master Kongzhi led them out of the hall and stood in two rows in the open space in front of the hall.

The king of Lanling saw the voice at a glance. I also saw a middle-aged monk who wanted to secretly reach out behind her. At this moment, all the monks were closing their eyes and reciting the scriptures. The man secretly stretched out his hand. No one on the left or right saw it, and one stopped him. If his plan was successful and the Qingyin fell to the ground, in full view of the public, it was a major occasion such as chanting sutras for the previous emperors, and the Qingyin was immediately out of protection.

The king of Lanling secretly stretched out a hand and buckled a jade formula on his finger. As long as the man patted the voice, he would immediately take action.

Forbidly, when the chanting was over, everyone opened their eyes. Seeing that the timing was not right, the man withdrew his hand. The king of Lanling gently lowered his sleeves.

At this time, he suddenly remembered some problems.

For example, how bold is the man to take action secretly on such a solemn occasion?

If it is because of the temple dispute, and now Qingyin has withdrawn from Anguo Temple, who has a grudge to put Qingyin to death?

For another example, is the man not afraid that after reaching out and pushing down the clear sound, he does not have the ability to protect himself and be taken out and executed together?

The man had lowered his head, moved aside, and left the side of Qingyin without a trace.

The King of Lanling stood in the crowd, staring at the man. Sure enough, when the monks entered the hall again, when they passed the gate of the hall, they glanced at a man standing next to the hall in the same white dress.

The king of Lanling followed the monk's eyes and happened to see a heroic face, sweeping a trace of haze, slightly curved eagle hook nose, and his eyes showed a fierce color - it was indeed He Shikai!

At this time, the king of Lanling immediately deeply agreed that the third brother wanted to get rid of him!

This person is not eliminated, everyone in the court is in danger, and the country will not be the country. Even if the prince ascends the throne, sooner or later, he will be as favored as the previous king and let him dominate the government! This person must be removed!

But there is no chance to do it at this moment. The king of Lanling stared at He Shikai, who had turned around and entered the hall. At present, the most important thing is to protect the safety of clear sound.