eurekapd Chapter 50
Chapter 50
In the evening, the twilight surged like water, over the tiles of the Canglan Stone and a few tall ancient pines in the courtyard, and it took a long time for the low-hanging ancient clock to ring.A faint moon rose in the thin clouds, and the sky was clear blue, like the flames of the green lanterns in front of the ancient Buddha seat, bright and holy.
The rain became smaller, and the tick-tock glass beads hit the roof and shattered into little crystal jade chips.
This is a quaint courtyard with three entrances and three exits, with a flat-roofed tile-roofed house, and two white porcelain lanterns depicting landscapes shimmering through the eaves.There are lattice silk sliding doors, and a few small steps made of bluestone, leading to the corridor under the eaves, where there are straw pillows, so you can sit down directly.
Only a few crows rang through the quiet courtyard.
The courtyard door was pushed open, and two red copper pull rings knocked on the door, making a faint cry.The visitor didn't wear a hair crown, his white hair covered his body, his plain clothes were more snowy, and his demeanor was calm. He was Bai Boshi, the Grand Master of Qi.
Bai Boshi walked into the courtyard, gently opened the silk door, and entered the dark room.
He rubbed the flint and lit the lamp, illuminating the silence in the room.
There is a thin curtain hanging in the middle of the room, separated by a white jade altar, on which there is a carved silver lamp, and the thin flame is lingering in the lamp.Bai Boshi frowned, and flicked his hands lightly, the core of the fire lit up a little as if he took a breath.
Bai Boshi looked at the lamp for a while, then walked out of the room again.
He sat squatting on the grass pillow under the porch, looking at the sky that had completely settled into indigo, the sound of rain pattering, and a faint scent of rosin in the cool air.
"National Teacher! National Teacher!" Someone outside shouted anxiously.
Bai Boshi went out to visit and found that it was a servant carrying a palace lantern.After seeing Bai Boshi, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My lord, Your Majesty asked you to go to the Palace of Birds. There is something wrong with Her Royal Highness, there seems to be something dirty!"
"I'll go now." Bai Bo said.Due to time constraints, he had no choice but to hastily tie up Xue's hair with a headband, and followed the servant to the Palace of Birds.
The Aviary Palace was brightly lit. After Bai Boshi entered the inner room, he saw Fu Junshu, Concubine Shu and the imperial physicians all gathered around the bed. Princess Lingshan was lying on the quilt, her face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, and her mouth was still open. He kept mumbling to himself, and would start to twitch after a while.
"National teacher, come and see Lingshan!" Fu Junshu saw him coming, and quickly gave up an empty seat.
Bai Boshi squeezed into the crowd, looked at Fu Yuteng, and saw that her brows were black and her eyes were bloodshot, obviously haunted by ghosts.
"Holy mantra Mingyang, pure and comprehensive."
Bai Boshi put his palm on Princess Lingshan's forehead, and the awe-inspiring immortal energy in her body continuously poured into her body, gradually forcing the ghost to escape with a cry of mourning, and at the same time, the cold ghost energy emitted made everyone present shudder.
Seeing that Fu Yuteng's breathing became much calmer, and Fu Junshu's gloomy complexion just turned better, Concubine Shu also pressed the red corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and her hanging heart was finally relieved.
"National teacher, what's going on? Could it be from before..." Concubine Shu wanted to say the word witch, but when she saw Fu Junshu's cold gaze, she froze in fright.Bai Boshi smiled meaningfully, and tucked up the quilt for Fu Yuteng: "Concubine Shu, don't worry, it's just that the day when lonely ghosts return to the country is approaching, Princess Lingshan is weak and has been entangled That's all. I have expelled the ghost, and the emperor will invite the eminent monk Shengfotian to read the scriptures for the princess."
Fu Junshu nodded and said: "Recently the palace is not very clean, so it's good to do some religious rituals along the way."
Bai Boshi returned the salute, and glanced at Fu Junshu.
To appease Concubine Shu, Fu Junshu followed Bai Boshi to his Baize Palace.
It is said to be a palace, but it is just a small courtyard, and its demeanor matches the immortal demeanor of Daqi Palace very well.
The two entered the courtyard one after the other, and Bai Boshi opened the door to let Fu Junshu in.
Fu Junshu looked around the room, the chessboard where the two played chess a few days ago was still the same, Bai Boshi lit the incense, and opened the thin curtain again.
"Your Majesty, have I explained the meaning of this lamp to you since you ascended the throne?" Bai Boshi said warmly after taking his seat, looking into Fu Junshu's eyes.
Fu Junshu lowered his eyes and said, "I understand, National Teacher."
When he was still a child, he was taken by his father to visit the national teacher Bai Boshi.
He didn't know the origin of that snow-haired man, but he knew that Da Qi lived as many lives as he had.He is the symbol of Daqi and the guardian deity of the Daqi Dynasty.Legend has it that every dynasty has its guardian gods, no matter how big or small they are strong or weak.And Bai Boshi is Daqi's guardian spirit.
Before each Daqi emperor ascended the throne, he had to be appointed by Bai Boshi, otherwise he would not be able to sit on the throne.
After they came to power, they had to light the fire in the carved silver lamp, which represented the national fortune of Daqi during their reign.When fire prospers, the country prospers, when fire extinguishes the country perishes.
"Now that the fire is low, it means that the country's disaster is coming." Bai Bo said.
Fu Junshu closed his eyes and put his hand on his forehead, his eyelashes trembling slightly.Bai Boshi said softly again: "Concubine Rong changed her destiny without authorization, Daqi will definitely pay the price for this act."
"So the life of Fu Changxian before, can't we exchange for the rekindling of the fire?" Fu Jun said.
Bai Boshi opened a volume, which contained many obscure ancient sayings.He looked at it for a while, and said: "His life will return, and my replacement life wheel will lose its effect."
Previously, Bai Boshi used the life-changing wheel to exchange Fu Changxian's life for the rekindling of the national destiny, but Princess Rong's life-changing action made him fall short.
Changing the wheel of life is a kind of magic method, using a special rotating golden wheel to replace the life of the real dragon to continue the fate of the weakened dynasty, but the wheel of life can only rotate in one direction, if the replaced life is returned, it will cause disaster.
Fu Junshu has no son, and he can't sacrifice his life even if he is in power. When Bai Boshi calculated that Fu Changxian met the requirements, he really hesitated for a long time.
Bai Boshi doesn't care whose life Fu Junshu chooses to continue the fate of the country, he just keeps the spirit of Daqi, and everything he does is for this dynasty.
If there is no Daqi, there will be no Bai Boshi without him.
Therefore, he is willing to compromise his cultivation and use the life wheel to help Fu Junshu, and rekindle the fire of Daqi's national destiny.
Fu Junshu suddenly asked: "National teacher, how can we prevent Fu Changxian from being reborn?"
Bai Boshi groaned silently, turned over and over the ancient scroll in his hand, and said: "The soul flies away, and it will never be reborn."
Under the dim light, Fu Junshu had left for a long time, only Bai Boshi was left in silence with his eyes closed in thought.
Year after year, the seasons change and reincarnation, generation after generation of monarchs take office and succeed, Bai Boshi does not know how long he has stayed in this Baize Palace, like a ghost imprisoned forever, watching generations of people in this palace Born, raised, sick, and died.
He knows the life of every monarch, and he can tell the historical facts of each generation of royal family. It is like watching flowers on a horse, and he is still watching alone among the flowers when the flowers bloom and wither.
"Taking Bai as the surname, inheriting the sage of Bai Ze, and taking the name of Bo Shi, conforms to the meaning of dwelling and stopping."
A long, long time ago, the words of that young man seemed to still be in my ears.
The founding king of Daqi, advocating Taoism and cultivating immortality, finally attained Taoism after 180 years in power, and flew away.
He let him be born from nothingness, leaving behind a palace like a fairyland outside the world, where he was imprisoned for a lifetime.
Moor, perch, stay.
The world, the world, the world of mortals.
He wandered in this world for hundreds of thousands of years.
"This picturesque country is for you, take a good look at it for me."
The ancient clock in the yard rang, and Bai Boshi woke up suddenly.He listened attentively, and the flame in the carved silver lamp jumped a few more times, making it look even dimmer.
No, no, not the sound of the old clock.
The four rings of the cloud board are the sounds of mourning.
"Concubine Li is dead!"
In the cold palace, the figure of Concubine Li hanging from the beam is very frightening.She is neatly dressed, with pearl hairpins on her hair, a canonized dress, and even makeup, with a dimpled face and a gorgeous face.
In the crowd, Fu Junshu looked tired and calmly watched Concubine Li's body being untied from the beam by the servants. Bai Boshi came to him and whispered, "It's a hanged ghost. Concubine Li was killed."
Fu Jun sighed, he knew that the hanged ghost would lure and take his life, and the ritual had to be done.
He was still staring at Concubine Li, her grand attire could be buried directly.Fu Junshu only liked the way she wore a plain face. Concubine Li also wore a jade crown and tied her hair at first, dressed in dark clothes, and dressed up as a man to please him.Just because Fu Junshu said, I like to see her so delicate and pretty.
A servant had already come to inquire about the specifications of Concubine Li's burial. Fu Junshu pursed his lips and remained silent. After a long time, he said: "Canonize as the empress, and be buried with the empress's ceremony."
As soon as this remark came out, the room was in an uproar.
Fu Junshu left without saying a word.
Only Bai Boshi dared to follow behind him. The two of them braved the rain and walked in the forest of the imperial palace.
"Your Majesty, take back your orders." Bai Bo said.
Fu Junshu has no words.
Bai Boshi looked at his stubborn back, and sighed deeply: "Concubine Li is so pitiful, she will still be your shield until she dies."
Fu Junshu's footsteps stopped, he turned around abruptly, glaring at the calm Bai Boshi with red eyes.
"I hope Your Majesty will think deeply." Bai Boshi saluted him neither humble nor overbearing, then turned and left.
Fu Junshu also turned his head and walked towards the bedroom, feeling lost in his heart.The wide half-dark road echoed with the sound of rain, his own footsteps, and breathing, and there was confusion and rush in the silence.The wind blew through the treetops, and his eyes were covered with hot tears, blocking his vision. He seemed to be walking on the Huangquan Road with black water flowing. The palace lantern beside him was a white flame, and the candle on the altar.
A gust of cold wind blew, and his tears flowed down.
Night rain, cold lights.
Ping Shu's condition worsened.A fire was lit in the room, and the quilts were piled tightly beside him, but he just coughed, covering his mouth with a handkerchief occasionally, and immediately crumpled the handkerchief again.
He was lying on the bed, reciting various Confucian classics silently in his heart, his eyes caught a glimpse of the faint red at the corner of the handkerchief, and immediately looked away again.
He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to drag Master down.
Ping Shu struggled to get up, and threw the bloody handkerchief into the stove.
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