Merry Evil Zun Xiuxian Ji

Chen Zhuo was a little excited, and his voice became louder, almost yelling: "My lord is really going to release the Living Buddha?"

Lord Wu nodded, "However, Lord Tian said that he wants the other party to hand over your Uncle Wu's soul, and then try to reshape his body for him. If he succeeds, your Uncle Wu will not only be resurrected from the dead, but his cultivation will also be restored." It is also a step further, maybe it is possible to cultivate the golden core seed. If so, it is his good fortune."

Chen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and all his eyes disappeared because of the anger of letting the Living Buddha go. His eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Really? Really? Can Uncle Wu come back from the dead? Is it really possible?"

Sensing Chen Zhuo's emotions at this time, Master Wu smiled lightly, and then said with a little worry: "As long as your Uncle Wu's soul is still there and not broken, it will definitely be no problem to reshape your body. After all, the Jiuluo Tianlong of Guangji Temple The pagoda is not famous for nothing, as long as the soul is in it, as long as the luck is not too bad, you can use the infinite magic power of the Buddha to reshape the body."

Chen Zhuo walked back and forth excitedly. At this time, all the living Buddhas were left behind by him. As long as Uncle Wu could come back from the dead, even if a hundred living Buddhas were let go, he would have no regrets. Nothing is more important than my Uncle Wu!

Master Wu said again: "Although it has been decided to release him, you should keep an eye on those lamas. The more troubles can occur at this time, the boys from the Chang family will make the emperor's mood very bad. If these lamas If anything happens again, it will be a catastrophe. Speaking of which, I didn't see that the rich man who was traveling with us was actually a relative of the emperor. Fortunately, we didn't drag him into the water, otherwise the emperor would not be able to explain it. .”

Chen Zhuo nodded repeatedly upon hearing this!

At this moment, someone came trotting all the way from outside.

Both Chen Zhuo and Master Wu had cultivated their true qi, their eyes and ears were sharp, and they frowned at the same time. The voice was too anxious, could something have happened?

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Chongzhen opened his eyes in the early morning, and then sat up with his head covered with a headache. He had suffered from insomnia for a long time. Ever since he carried the entire Daming country on his shoulders, he had not had a complete sleep. All officials and ministers knew that he The rooster crowed, he couldn't sleep at night, he was exhausted, and there was never any feast in the palace. His hard work is known to all the world!

He really couldn't be happy, the mountains and rivers in front of him were full of desolation, with patches and loopholes everywhere, and he couldn't block it even if he had three heads and six arms.

But he still firmly believes that he can continue to inherit this country. He feels that he should not be a king of subjugation. From the history books, he knows what a king of subjugation should look like. He is not like that. He must work hard to rule , to plug all the loopholes in the Great Ming Dynasty, don't ask for the country to last for ten thousand years, but still need 800 years, so that it can be compared to the Zhou Dynasty under the rule of the saint!

Although he knew that the 300-year-old society has always been in the legend, in fact, the Ming Dynasty has been more than 300 years since the founding of the country, and nearly [-] years, which is already a rare long-lived dynasty, but he is still not reconciled. This country was brought down by Taizu, at least it can't be lost in his hands, and it can't be lost in his son's hands, and the grandson can't do it either. Grandfather.

Chongzhen stared at a pair of dry and scarlet eyes, and it was still pitch black outside the window.

The room was even darker, and the dark atmosphere made Chongzhen a little suffocated.

"Palm the lamp!"

Following Chongzhen's slightly hoarse voice, Xixi Suosu's voice sounded from the surroundings, palace lanterns were lit up, and the room gradually became brighter, more majestic, and warmer!

Chongzhen blinked vigorously, lifted the quilt and stood up, an old eunuch next to him came over and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's still early, sleep a little longer."

Chongzhen didn't speak, the young eunuch next to him took a look at the old eunuch, and then began to change Chongzhen's clothes, putting the clothes on Chongzhen's body layer by layer.

The old eunuch sighed slightly in his heart, and still whispered unwillingly: "Your Majesty, even if you are made of iron, you can't exercise like this. The state affairs are important, but your dragon body is the most important thing."

Chongzhen still didn't speak, but his face showed an expression of impatience, and the old eunuch felt a chill in his heart, so he didn't dare to continue talking.The old eunuch couldn't help being resentful and laughing frequently. If it wasn't for him talking nonsense in front of the emperor, the emperor would not be in such a bad mood. In the past, the emperor went to bed at three o'clock and woke up around five o'clock, but now he fell asleep at four o'clock. Shi Chen woke up and tossed and turned in bed.

Chongzhen let the maid carefully roll up his hair, and suddenly asked: "Where is the fairy master?"

"What's the matter with the emperor?" A faint voice sounded from the air, and then the figure of an old man with a crystal ruler hanging from his waist appeared next to a table in the bedroom.

Chongzhen hesitated for a moment, waved his hands, and the little eunuchs and maids who were busy around the emperor retreated one after another.

After a while, only Chongzhen and the old man were left in the room.

The old man naturally sat on a big chair. When there was no one else, he didn't need to maintain the emperor's dignity.

The court ladies and eunuchs retreated, and he seemed to have removed a little of his disguise. Chongzhen's back was slightly slumped, and he blinked his sore and dry eyes from lack of rest, and said, "I had a dream!"

The old man glanced at Chongzhen, and said lightly: "Everyone will dream, and the colorful and chaotic dreams are a reflection of the usual mood. People with peace of mind will not dream!"

Chongzhen smiled wryly and said, "I really can't be at peace in my heart!"

"It's better for you to follow me to practice the way of immortality. This world is a rolling abyss. If you fall into it, you will never recover. Why do you care about the people? As long as you are willing to follow me to practice the way of heaven, I will guarantee your lifespan for 300 years." !"

Chongzhen sighed slightly, "It's good to be able to live longer, but after all, you will die. If you ignore this country, how will I go to see my ancestors after death?"

The old man sneered and said: "I've told you that when people die in this world, they are dead. The soul can exist for a while, but it will disappear without a trace in a hundred years. Your ancestors are already dead." I don’t know where they went, you won’t be able to see them if you die.”

"After all, I am sad about this hurdle in my heart! If I clean up this mess, I will follow the immortal master to seek a happy life."

The old man sighed and said, "You are very similar to your ancestors, especially Zhu Chongba! He also got up early and went to bed late like you back then, and he was very diligent!"

Chongzhen's eyes were a little dim, and he said after a while, "I dreamed that someone wrote a word in my hand!"

The old man glanced at Chongzhen, and said: "Dreams are born of a disturbed mind, and they are not useful for foretelling!"

Chongzhen didn't seem to listen, and his back collapsed a little more: "Yes, this yes, it should be two characters. On the top, it is a big character with one stroke less, and at the bottom, it is a Ming character with a half less. Does this mean that I am less than Ming?" What about half?"

The old man didn't speak, and Chongzhen continued to talk to himself: "If half of it is lost, the country will not perish. Why does that Da Le of the Chang family say that my Ming Dynasty will perish? It's really nonsense, and his heart can be punished! I want to call Grab him and behead him!" After speaking, Chongzhen became agitated and clenched his fists tightly.

The old man still didn't speak.

After a long while, Chongzhen sat slowly on the head of the bed, his clenched fists slowly relaxed, and the frequency of his chest heaving gradually eased.

The old man said: "When the country is about to perish, there must be evildoers. Your Majesty, have you found the evildoers there?"

Chongzhen stared blankly and shook his head, "Since I ascended the throne, there have been severe droughts year after year, and this is the third year. Although those officials also talked about severe droughts, they were just talking about thousands of miles in the red land and people living in the wild. What, no one has ever told me on weekdays that my people have changed their sons and eaten them, and their bones are everywhere. Immortal Master, is this really the case? There are only men everywhere, the elderly, children, and women have been eaten Are you full?"

The old man's eyes flashed, but he nodded without opening his mouth.

In an instant, Chongzhen collapsed, and after a long silence, he slowly said: "Maybe I am this evildoer, otherwise why did I suffer from severe drought as soon as I ascended the throne?"

The old man stood up and said: "This is wrong, you are the Son of Heaven, so naturally you will not be a monster, from my point of view, there have been no monsters in this world, so your great Ming Dynasty has not yet reached the point of subjugation! "

Hearing the words, Chongzhen's eyes flashed sharply, his whole body instantly became energetic, and his back straightened up and said: "Then it's the kid from the Chang family talking nonsense! I'm going to kill him if I mess up my mind! kill him!"

The old man said indifferently: "Maybe what he said is right!"

Chongzhen felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard the words, his eyes fixed on the old man, and the expression on his face was still furious.

"The evildoers haven't come out, it's often because there's not enough chaos, emperor, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Chongzhen blinked his eyes and shook his head, "You mean my country is really about to perish?"

The old man laughed at himself and said, "Who dares to say what will happen in the future? There are infinite variables in this world, and the future will vary by thousands of miles. The so-called predictions cannot be counted!"

"Then what do you mean?"

The old man smiled and said, "Enlighten yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the old man faintly disappeared into the house.

Only Chongzhen was left standing there blankly.

"The evildoers haven't come out, it's often because there's not enough chaos."

"The evildoers haven't come out, it's often because there's not enough chaos."

"The evildoers haven't come out, it's often because there's not enough chaos."

Chongzhen repeated this sentence repeatedly, and after a long while, Chongzhen's eyes lit up sharply, and he said a little excitedly: "I understand! As long as there is not enough chaos, evildoers will not appear. I just need to wipe away the chaos." Ping, then there will never be any monsters born in this world! Yes, yes, that's what it means!"

Chongzhen excitedly walked back and forth in the spacious room, "I need to be more diligent to succeed. As long as I work harder, I will be able to smooth out this mess after all! Yes, yes! Come and come! Get the memorial, and I will play it later." Follow me..."

The old man watched Chongzhen's every move, but sighed slightly, and then came to the roof of the palace, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking or seeing.

Chongzhen is very happy today. In his opinion, everything is still under control. There are no evildoers in the world, and the chaos is not enough. If the chaos is subdued, the evildoers will be dead, and his country and society can still be stable. Pass it on steadily, he is not afraid of the painstaking efforts of the Zen spirit, what he is afraid of is the helplessness of being unable to return to heaven despite all kinds of hard work, since the immortal masters who followed the Taizu all said that the evildoer has not yet emerged, then he is not afraid, he is Be confident and rely on your own diligence to turn the tide!

Everything is still under control.

Chongzhen was full of energy, although he only slept for an hour, he didn't feel tired at all after reviewing the memorials all morning in the bedroom.

I don't know when Empress Zhou came to Chongzhen with a bowl of lotus seed soup, waited for Chongzhen to approve a memorial, and then said softly: "Your Majesty, it doesn't matter to you, but your stomach can't take it anymore. "

Chongzhen was in a good mood, and Empress Zhou was the only person who could sneak in so quietly when he was reviewing the memorial.

Empress Zhou is from Suzhou. Her father, Zhou Kui, makes a living by reading fortunes in the busy market of Qianmen Street.The family was very poor. Empress Zhou, like Concubine Chang Gui, married when Chongzhen was still King Xin. At that time, Empress Yi'an, as the elder sister-in-law and surrogate mother, chose Zhou from many candidates.It can be said that the queen of this week is a commoner queen, and she is more popular in the court.

Chongzhen glanced at Queen Zhou, and in a good mood, he patted Queen Zhou's hand, opened his mouth and said, "Hey me!"