Chen Palace

Chapter 216 Final Chapter
(It should be Lin Yuan who became the "Queen" yesterday, and it was mistakenly written as "Queen Dowager, it has been corrected, please forgive me)
The morning dew rushed in the wind and snow, and the snow particles fluttered one after another, from small to large, gradually showing a hexagonal outline.

The cold snowflakes hit her face, and she couldn't feel anything.

The crowds on the street were sparse, and everyone went home to rest after seeing enough excitement of the Empress Sealing Ceremony.Along the way, even if a few people saw her, they only felt a faint shadow passing by.

On the left side of Suzaku Street is the Guoqin Temple. Although it is dark at this time, it is quite lively - there is a flame opening in the temple, and the faithful men and women are praying together, very pious.

Chen Lu glanced at it from a distance, and saw that Zen Master Huiming was wearing a purple gold cassock, standing solemnly on the high platform, and was preaching the Buddhist principles. But someone behind him whispered the Buddha's name and said: "The donor is full of grievances and anger, smoldering in his heart, I'm afraid it will be bad for himself."

She turned around in surprise, but saw an old monk wearing an old white monk robe, with piercing eyes, and a very clear and strange face.

"Bad for yourself?"

She sneered and murmured, "God is not benevolent, there is no blessing for doing good, evil is not punished, everyone blames me, and I can't enjoy a day... Such a day, even if I live for a hundred years, what's the point?"

"The benefactor is poor. The so-called 'people are doing it, the sky is watching' in the secular world. Although the words are slangy, they are to the point - it is the benefactor yourself. If you don't have the vast blessings before, how can you reverse the yin and yang?"

Chen Lu was startled, and asked anxiously, "Who are you?"

"A bhikkhu is worthless."

"God reborn me, but it's still hard to get back the old days—the culprits all escaped into the underworld, but what I really care about is always close at hand!"

"What does the benefactor think of my Buddhism's way of tolerance and forgiveness?"

"Practitioners are kind to others, escape from the world of mortals, of course."

"This statement is wrong. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also have the appearance of vajra's angry eyes. If they don't eliminate evil, how can they be kind? My Buddha uses the scriptures to enlighten the world, how can we come to the way of ignorance and forbearance?"

The old monk smiled and sighed: "Because hatred comes from the heart, if you want to hurt others, you must first hurt yourself - since the other party has resentment towards you, of course he hopes you will be unfavorable. You follow his will and let the hatred corrode the spirit orifices. Isn't that stupid?"

"I also understand this truth, but the sorrow and hatred in my heart are lingering and unstoppable, so how can I let go?"

The old monk's brows trembled slightly, and he suddenly shouted loudly. In the world, he only heard the sound of "duh"——

"Where is your heart? Come, I will take care of you!" (Note)
There was a buzzing in Chen Lu's ears, she was momentarily dazed, her heart beat violently in her chest, as if responding to the old monk's cry.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like thousands of years, and it seemed like just a moment, before she slowly raised her head——

"Buddhism is a big hit, and it really lives up to its reputation..."

She sighed lightly, as if disappointed or relieved, and turned around to leave.

She walked like a cloud, so she didn't hear the exclamation of Zen Master Huiming behind her——

"Uncle Grand Master, why did you come out..."

The old monk looked at her running figure, and instead of answering Huiming's call, he showed a mysterious smile, mischievous and stern—

"Although my Buddha is merciful, there is also Avici Hell set up for evildoers. Some old friends of this benefactor may be there..."

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Time flies in a blink of an eye, and the life in the palace is dull and boring, but it also contains thrilling.

A shocking change that night after the confinement destroyed the main hall of the Qianqing Palace. The emperor kept everything secret and only ordered people to repair it.

Pei Zhen, a young and promising official of the Ministry of War, committed suicide by drinking medicine in his mansion that night. Fortunately, his servants found out early and managed to save him.

His suicide note only had eight words: "I have reported to my father, but to my benefactor."

After the emperor heard about it, he called him into the inner court and gave him instructions for a long time. Pei Zhen burst into tears. Afterwards, he devoted himself to speaking out for the people, and his reputation in the government and the public was excellent.

In the ruins of the former dynasty, the Chen Palace, which had been abandoned for many years, was no longer empty and silent as before, but gathered many palace servants.When the west chamber was dug three feet into the ground, the emperor finally saw a bone with his own eyes.

Regardless of everyone's dissuasion, he jumped down into the pit himself, carefully picked up the mutilated and petite skeleton, tears finally flowed down.

"Mother……"

He murmured, crying in front of people for the first time in his life.

He didn't raise his head slowly until the tears were exhausted, scanning the lonely courtyard in front of him——

"This...is the Chen Palace?"

When he thought of the woman who was so clear and fresh, he couldn't imagine for a moment that this was the fateful place where his father and her loved each other and turned against each other.

The crocodile silk is stained with dust, and the scarlet is completely decayed. The brilliance of treasures in this world, in the end, is nothing more than entrusted to the dust, who can tell it all?
On the sixth day of December, the emperor buried his mother with the ceremony of the empress dowager. The tomb is simple and solemn, but it is not connected with the tomb of the late emperor.

"Mother's spirit is in the sky, so she probably doesn't want to have anything to do with Father!"

He said calmly to Qu Yun, who sighed for a while seeing the grief in his eyes.

On December [-]th, on a snowy night, Concubine Mei gave birth to a prince for him, and he passed away immediately.

The emperor stood upright outside the palace that night, even though the wind and snow covered his whole body, he remained silent.

After holding the bloody baby in his arms, he quietly listened to the cries in the hall, and sighed softly, "They're all gone..."

At this moment, he stood in front of the steps like a statue.

Throughout the winter, the palace was extremely quiet. Although the emperor was handling government affairs as usual, he seemed to have lost all enthusiasm. The corners of his eyes were stained with wind and frost and a little tired. Looking at it, it only made people feel infinitely confused.

On December [-]th, a warning message came from the border. Kulu Khan finally passed away, and at the end of his life, he only passed on the position of patriarch of his own clan to his youngest son. As for the position of co-lord of the grassland, his last words were——

"The strongest live there!"

This sentence was thunderous, and all the Tatar tribes were ready to move, trying to win the highest position with bravery, and the Central Plains suddenly encountered an unprecedented crisis.

The emperor disregarded the dissuasion of his senior ministers, and the imperial driver went on a personal expedition. Before leaving, he even said ominous words such as entrusting his young son, and everyone was stunned.

This fierce battle lasted for more than a month, the weather was not beautiful, the rain and snow continued, the Central Plains soldiers were not suitable for the weather, and despite the hard work, they were still stalemate.

At this time, the emperor took the lead, and all the soldiers admired him, but he also planted various safety hazards.

When the flying arrows and stones poured down like rain, the emperor had no fear in his eyes, and just closed his eyes calmly, almost relieved.

He didn't expect the pain he expected, he opened his eyes in astonishment, and saw that he rode away in a thousand miles of ice, and the nearby enemy soldiers all opened their eyes and died on the spot.

After this delay, the reinforcements finally arrived, and the crowd surrounded the emperor tightly, but he broke free like crazy and rode his horse desperately to chase after him.

"Morning Dew!! You come back!"

As if hearing his screams, the man in white turned his head slightly, but finally turned his horse's head and left.

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After an arduous and fierce battle, he finally returned with a big victory at the end of winter. Faced with the flood of flattery, the emperor lost interest for a while. He declined the congratulatory banquet, but closed the door of the palace and sat in it.

In a trance, he seemed to see Chen Lu, dressed in white clothes better than snow, coming slowly, holding a branch of red plum in his hand, looking at it like a heaven and man descending——

"The plum blossoms are so beautiful..."

She smiled, there was no haze in her smile, only a fresh and bright scene.

She stretched out her hand, the emperor hesitated, but finally took it ecstatically.

"Come and see the flowers with me!"

Her hands were icy cold, the emperor was startled and woke up suddenly, only to realize that he had fallen asleep in a daze, the coolness was caused by the half-opened window blowing the imperial case cold.

His heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar from joy, and the extreme despair made him ashamed as death.

and many more!

The window is open? !
He seemed to be burned by something, jumped up, and ran to the window like a child, and there was a unique, fresh body fragrance like white plum——

With trembling hands, he pulled the feather from the window sill, and took off a thin piece of letter paper——

The flying and clear handwriting is the same as before, but a little more calm and introverted:
"I heard that spring in Shuangxi is good, and I plan to go on a light boat. On the early morning of January [-], I will swim with you in the sea of ​​clouds."

She really invited me to enjoy the flowers in spring...!
The emperor was almost ecstatic for a moment and couldn't help himself, as if he was afraid that the letter would fly away, he held it tightly, but there was a long-lost smile on his lips.

At this moment, he only felt peaceful and joyful, and his mind was open. In this life, he had nothing else to ask for.

A gust of fresh wind blows in, no longer the coldness just now, but a little warmth of spring——

Spring is finally here...

Note: In "Biography of the Lamp", Bodhidharma's great disciple Huike seeks the Dharma, and Bodhidharma said: "Unless there is red snow in the sky, I can accept you as a disciple."Huike stood in the snow and raised a knife to cut off his arm, and the blood stained the white snow red.But his world was gone after all, and one day he suddenly said to Bodhidharma: "Monk, my heart is restless!" Bodhidharma said, "Where is your heart? Come, I will take care of you!"

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This is the end of this article. First of all, I would like to apologize to everyone. Because of my personal health, the completion of "Chen Gong" which was originally scheduled to be completed on the 20th was delayed by 7 days. I hereby sincerely apologize to all friends who follow the article!

The ending of this book may have made some students depressed, because everyone felt that Lin Yuan did not suffer any pain, and Yuan Xu died early, feeling that he could not be abused~
Certainly I was not a natural stepmother, Lin Yuan escaped punishment by death, in my opinion, it represents the impermanence of fate - you have a well-planned plan, but you never know what fate is waiting for you, how to play tricks on you, morning What Lusuo has encountered many times is actually such a situation (crowd fights~Isn’t the fate of this book about you~A certain non-headed mouse fleeing ING)

Regarding Yuan Xu, I wrote a side story, in which I abused him in an extremely bleak way, because it has to match the progress of the publication, it will take a while to post it, in order to prevent dear friends from not seeing it because the monthly subscription expires, I will put this story in the free public chapter. Although Mo Fei is poor, he is not greedy for the money, hehe~
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