My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 313 Great Grace

  Zhu Di was thoughtful at this time.

  He thought about it for a long time.

  In the past half a day, Yi Shiha has been extra careful, because Yi Shiha is very clear that when His Majesty is in such a moody mood, once he falls into deep thought, there must be some major issue that is difficult to decide.

   Therefore, he had no choice but to tiptoe to pour tea and pass water, looking cautious.

  Until noon, Zhu Di suddenly said: "Yi Shi ha..."

   "The servant is here." Yi Shiha said.

   "Do you think Zhang Anshi is bold or timid?"

   "Ah..." Yi Shiha was stunned, looking at Zhu Di dully.

   Could it be that His Majesty has been thinking about this for a long time?

  I saw Zhu Di said indifferently: "He is indeed timid on weekdays, but the day before yesterday, I ordered him to **** the emperor's grandson to Beiping, but he suddenly decided to stay. It's really strange."

  Yi Shiha took a deep breath.

  Actually, as a slave, what you should know the most...is to observe words and expressions.

  According to Yi Shiha's habit of serving Zhu Di for many years, he didn't think that Zhu Di asked this question to ask for his opinion.

  Your Majesty is the Lord of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. It can be said that he took down this country with a single shot. How could such a person have no idea about the matter, so that he came to ask a servant of him?

  Then exclude all possibilities, and there will be only one truth.

   That means His Majesty already has an answer in his heart, but he is a little uncertain and wants him, a bystander, to confirm it.

So Yi Shiha collected himself, and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that there is a kind of person who always cherishes his life like gold, because he knows that it is really impossible to take his own life because of certain things. But it is just such a person, he They will also think that there are some matters that are of great importance, as the saying goes, what a gentleman does and what he does not do, so he bites the bullet and wants to catch up, and refuses to retreat half a step."

Yishiha continued: "I want to come...in this capital, there is His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Duke Wei would not give up going to Beiping to escape. His Majesty loves Duke Wei so much, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is even more like Wei Guo. Just like the father and mother of the Duke, if the slaves are replaced, if the slaves are the Duke of Wei, they will also stay."

   After Yi Shiha finished speaking, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

  Yi Shiha was actually a little nervous in his heart, he didn't know if he had answered the correct answer.

   But His Majesty did not respond, but it made him more worried than nervous.

  Long time...

   Just when Yi Shiha was getting more and more anxious, Zhu Di's laughter came.

  Zhu Di smiled and said: "You servant girl, it's not a matter of life and death to say cheap things now. What's the use of saying that you are Zhang Anshi, so you can do whatever you want?"

  Yi Shiha heaved a sigh of relief, he faintly felt that he got the answer right.

  So he hurriedly slapped himself, and said: "Damn it, servant girl, it's really wishful thinking, thinking about taking credit all day long."

  Zhu Di stood up and said, "What you said is not without reason."

  After that, he didn't say anything, but changed the subject and said, "Hurry up, let me keep an eye on this plague. Although we have found a way to prevent it, the most important thing right now is to be on the safe side."

  Yi Shiha said earnestly: "The maidservant has already ordered the Secretary of the General Administration, as long as the plague is involved, she will report it at any time, no matter it is day or night."

   "Yes." Zhu Di nodded in satisfaction.

   But he was wondering, Lantern... what is it?

  ………

  In the counties of Taiping Prefecture, all the work has been carried out very quickly. Almost all the garbage has been cleaned up, places have been found, buried, and medicinal materials have been distributed to each household. The organized doctors are also ready at any time.

  Zhang Anshi was even worried about the shortage of manpower and food in Yingtian Mansion.

   After all, dealing with the mansion is a densely populated area, once there is a loophole, it is not a joke.

   So Gao Xiang personally led a group of servants, raised a batch of food and silver, and went to Yingtianfu for rescue.

  Ying Tianfu prefect Liu Bian was taken aback. In fact, he didn't have a good impression of Zhang Anshi. When he even reported the plague, he wanted to use the rumors about the relationship between heaven and man in the market to imply something about Zhang Anshi.

  He never expected that at this time, Zhang Anshi would send money, food and manpower support when Ying Tianfu was at its worst.

  At first, he thought that Zhang Anshi must have some kind of intention. After all, it didn't make sense. This guy Zhang Anshi...had such kindness.

  Scholars are always on guard against ministers who are lucky and sycophants, thinking that these people are naturally lacking in virtue.

  Just like Wei Qing in the Han Dynasty, even if he beat the Xiongnu hard, and he was low-key, even if he was assassinated, he would never care about the assassin.

   Being cautious to such an extent still belongs to the list of lucky ones.

   Zhang Anshi is obviously far inferior to Wei Qing. Although he has made a lot of contributions, this guy doesn't have Wei Qing's good temper.

   Just when Liu Bian wondered if it was a trick, he learned that all the prefectures in Nanzhili and Taiping Mansion had sent servants, and they also sent some money and food according to the population concentration.

   It doesn't make sense that people want to kill all the prefects in Nanzhili, right?

  Actually, Liu Bian was already in a state of desperation at this time. Zhang Anshi's prevention strategy was easy to say, but he still had to use a lot of manpower and material resources.

  Not to mention other things, just so much rubbish, recruiting a large number of doctors, and opening up a place dedicated to treating patients, the expenses here are enough for Liu Bian to find it difficult to raise funds.

  After all, the government’s income and expenditure are roughly balanced. Suddenly there is an urgent addition, and it is obviously very difficult to raise funds in a short time.

  It's better now, with the help of capable officials from the Taiping Mansion, it's a great help.

   This is a timely help!

   Liu Bian thought that he had scolded Zhang Anshi a lot in his heart before, so he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed at this moment.

   At that moment, he pulled Gao Xiang to express his gratitude: "Gao Shaoyin, Ying Tianfu was able to tide over the difficulties this time, thanks to you."

  Gao Xiang just smiled, although he was tired, but doing things with Wei Guogong, he had hope and a great sense of accomplishment.

  So he said: "This is what it should be, to help each other. Wei Guogong specifically explained that Taiping Mansion and Yingtian Mansion live next to each other, so they should help each other with all their strength."

  Liu Bian was speechless for a while, couldn't help but his eyes were slightly red, sighed, and said: "Ashamed, ashamed, hey..."

  He said this with a sincere look, and he didn't say anything ashamed, maybe it was a friend in adversity, or it was out of guilt for trying to make trouble before.

   Then he cheered up and said, "It's useless to talk now, the most important thing is to cure this plague."

  He relaxed in his heart. Right now is life and death. If the plague is not cured, many people will die, and even himself may be involved.

   What's more, there are countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the Yingtian Mansion. If something happens, he, the governor, will definitely be to blame. At that time, the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu will not be able to save him.

at the same time.

   Ningguo Mansion.

  A team led by Li Tumo was stopped.

   Li Tuimo turned back in dismay. In fact, when he was stopped, he didn't say much, just turned around and left.

  In Ningguo Mansion, when he learned that Li Tuimo and others were passing through the border, they were directly driven away by the local county magistrate. Jian Yi read the report and immediately showed displeasure.

   "Hmph, it's his turn to make his own decisions?"

  As a screen friend, Wu Huan has read the memorial for a long time.

  Seeing that Jian Yi was furious, he smiled and said, "Mr. Jian, it's not that Li County Magistrate made his own claim, it's really... a last resort."

  Jian Yi: "..."

Wu Huan said: "Mr. Jian, think about it. That Duke of Wei sent people around and sent money and food to various prefectures. Wasn't that clearly trying to tell the world that his Taiping Mansion can not only save itself, but also save others? Now the whole world They all looked at the Taiping Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, but Wei Guogong went around to buy people's hearts. This purpose is self-evident. Mr. Jian... Taiping Mansion and Ningguo Mansion, is it just a dispute between Duke Jian and Wei Guogong? Lord, this success or failure is the survival of the famous sect."

  Jian Yi suddenly showed pain when he heard this.

  The survival of the famous religion.

yes…

  If it is said that he opposed Zhang Anshi at the beginning, it was only because of his own position.

  He was born as an orthodox scholar, and regarded famous teaching as his own life.

   But now, he discovered... Now, this is not his life alone.

   But tens of thousands of people are all focusing on themselves, countless scholars, gentry in the world, everyone is pushing him.

  Sometimes, he feels as if he is being pushed forward, even if sometimes he is unwilling, at least he thinks that such means and methods should not be used.

   But now, he faintly felt that being as famous as he was, seemed to be a chess piece.

  The chess pieces are settled, don't go back on your word!

  Jian Yi said: "What should the common people do? If the plague comes, what should we do?"

   "The plague was discovered in Yingtian Mansion, so it might not have spread to Ningguo Mansion." Wu Huan said calmly.

  Jian Yi frowned and said: "Don't you make preparations in advance? Take precautions before they happen?"

   "As long as the En Mansion gives the order, whoever will not rush to serve the En Mansion?"

  Jian Yi said, "Where's money and food?"

   "Try to raise money, there is always a way."

  Jian Yi said: "Okay, one hundred thousand stone grains, seventy thousand taels of silver, four thousand strong strength, and three hundred medical households are waiting for orders."

   "This..." Wu Huan seemed hesitant.

"how?"

  Wu Huan said embarrassingly: "A few days ago, everyone enthusiastically donated food, and it is almost impossible to uncover the pot."

  Jian Yi said coldly: "This is because you want to reject Duke Wei's kindness."

   "En House..."

   "Now, are you in trouble again?" Jian Yi lost his patience a little: "This is what you call defending the famous religion? Isn't it a matter of survival of the famous religion?"

  Wu Huan said: "Enfu...why did you say that?"

   "Hmph." Jian Yi also knew that it was useless to say it, so he could only snort coldly at this time.

  Wu Huan stood silently by the side, speechless, and took a while, seeing Jian Yi gradually calmed down, and then said: "Enfu... calm down, now, why do you need to be angry? Hey, the students should do their best."

Jian Yi also felt that what he said just now was a bit too serious, so he said: "It's hard for you. How about it, all the sages and gentry come to the mansion, and the old man has a talk with them in person, they all know the righteousness People who want to come...can also understand the difficulties of the government."

  Wu Huan said: "What the En Mansion said is true, the students should contact them now."

  Wu Huan said, and hurried away.

  Jian Yi stood up, got up, and put his hands behind his back. He had a preoccupied look on his face, and felt that he was a little out of breath.

  But... Thinking of Taiping Mansion, he couldn't help but start to give himself a boost.

   At least, he believed he was right...

  ...

   Zhang Anshi dragged his tired pace and finally returned to his home.

  These days, because of the plague, he was running around almost non-stop. The affairs in the mansion, because all the officials of Gao Xiang went to the mansions to help, finally fell on Zhang Anshi.

  Only then did Zhang Anshi realize how difficult those trivial matters were, and he managed to clean up the matter at hand, and finally had time to go home and have a look.

   After all, he didn't go back these days, so he really missed Xu Jingyi and her son.

  Besides, this is also a special period. Although there is no bad disappearance at home, he is actually still a little worried.

  When I got home, I saw people up and down in the mansion, and they responded to the call and were cleaning over and over again.

This made Zhang Anshi feel relieved. The most important thing for this kind of thing is that everyone is willing to believe and cooperate. Clean up your home.

   After making sure that his wife and children were well, he was really tired, so he went back to the bedroom and fell asleep.

   When he woke up, his eyes were still sleepy, but he saw a little man sitting beside his pillow, with black eyes, staring at him without blinking.

  Seeing Zhang Anshi opened his eyes, he grinned, stretched out his little hand, and touched Zhang Anshi's face.

  Seeing that he seemed to be staggering, Zhang Anshi didn't care about his tiredness, so he turned over quickly and held him by his arms.

  Standing at the head of the bed was Xu Jingyi, Xu Jingyi said: "I didn't want to disturb you, but Changsheng is always crying, but if he is here with you, he will be cute."

  Zhang Anshi said: "That's it."

  While speaking, he touched Zhang Changsheng's tender little hand.

  Xu Jingyi looked at her son, smiled softly and said, "He likes you."

   "No." Zhang Anshi looked at Zhang Changsheng and said: "He is afraid of me."

   "How can anyone be afraid of you and still laugh so happily."

Zhang Anshi said: "I don't know my own kind? It's because of fear that I want to be happy. The instinct to survive is engraved in the bones of people. He must be afraid of me, that's why. "

  Xu Jingyi was angry and funny, and couldn't help but said: "As a father, how can anyone think of his own child like this? It seems that this child was picked up."

  Zhang Anshi proudly said: "You don't understand this, it's because you are your own that you know how deep he is."

  Zhang Anshi got up to wash, ate something, recovered some strength, and walked around the yard with Zhang Changsheng in his arms.

  Seeing that the sun was already three poles, he handed his son back to his wife, and told his wife to give birth at home, so he hurried to Qixia to be on duty.

  Unexpectedly, at this time, Yao Guangxiao has been waiting for him for a long time.

  When Zhang Anshi saw Yao Guangxiao, he felt a little apprehensive: "Master Yao, what's wrong with you?"

  Yao Guangxiao sighed and said, "Greedy is guilty."

  Zhang Anshi: "..."

  Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhang Anshi without saying a word.

  Zhang Anshi said: "Master Yao, you have to control yourself! The six sense organs are not pure, how can you cultivate the Dharma well?"

  Yao Guangxiao showed a look of disappointment, but he regained his spirits and smiled slightly: "I'm just joking with you. I'm here this time because I have something to do."

  Zhang Anshi didn't feel relaxed at all, and hurriedly said: "Please enlighten me."

Yao Guangxiao became serious: "The last time I heard you say that kerosene lamp is very magical, the poor monk thought, when the plague is over, Jiming Temple can hold a Dharma meeting at night, it is best to choose it when it is raining. This lamp is hung on a pole, ordinary people can't see clearly from below, and they don't know the reason for this lamp, you say..."

  Zhang Anshi couldn't help crying and laughing: "Mr. Yao, are you thinking about this every day?"

  Yao Guangxiao said with a straight face: "Other things, poor monks don't dare to think about it."

  Zhang Anshi smiled and said: "That's true, it's just that...after kerosene lamps become popular in the future, everyone will see through the trick of Jiming Temple."

   "That's a matter of the future, this time, that time. The poor monk feels more and more that the more you fiddle with those things, the more the Buddhism will decline in the future, and sooner or later the great cause of the Buddha will be lost in your hands."

   "What's this saying?" Zhang Anshi said, "Don't pin everything on me."

Yao Guangxiao shook his head and said: "The poor monk's predictions are never wrong. The poor monks don't know about the people in other places, but don't the poor monks know about the people in Ming Dynasty? There are fewer difficulties, no disasters and no difficulties, sooner or later the Buddha will starve to death."

  Zhang Anshi couldn't laugh or cry again: "This is not certain, let's not worry about what will happen thousands of years later."

  Yao Guangxiao still did not forget the purpose of his visit, and asked, "Will you give me the lamp?"

  Zhang Anshi was also bold, and said without any hesitation: "Here, I will send it to you after I have made a hundred lamps. Then you will play tricks and people will call me. Don't confess me."

  Yao Guangxiao's face softened, but he said coldly: "After finishing these things, the poor monk is going to Ningguo Mansion."

   "Huh?" Zhang Anshi asked in surprise, "What are you doing there?"

   "I want to accumulate some virtue." Yao Guangxiao's expression became serious, and he said, "This time I'm not joking. The poor monk has a premonition that something might happen to Ningguo Mansion."

  Zhang Anshi frowned: "Not to mention that there is Mr. Jian there, no matter how bad it is, it won't go anywhere."

  Yao Guangxiao shook his head: "You still don't know how sinister people's hearts are. When people become bad, they can really eat people."

  Zhang Anshi said: "If that's the case, why do you still go?"

  Yao Guangxiao took a deep look at Zhang Anshi, and then said: "The poor monk said, I really want to accumulate some merit, hey..."

   As he spoke, he stood up, showing a complicated look, and then, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Zhang Anshi's face: "Duke Wei, Duke Wei...you have to go on this road."

   Zhang Anshi looked incredible and wanted to say something.

  But before he could say it, Yao Guangxiao said: "Amitabha, Amitabha. Remember the relic, remember the relic tower."

   As he spoke, without waiting for Zhang Anshi's reaction, Shi Shiran walked away slowly.

  Zhang Anshi: "..."

   Communicating with some people is indeed a painful experience, such as Yao Guangxiao, it gives people a feeling... This guy has a hundred eyes, you can never guess what he means.

  When you think he is greedy, he suddenly seems to have righteousness.

   But you think he looks like a monk, but he turns his head so that you want to strangle him to death.

   "What a weird monk." Zhang Anshi sighed.

   One month has passed in a hurry, and the situation in Taiping Mansion has gradually stabilized.

  Although some patients occasionally appeared, but... because of the quick isolation and careful treatment, and the fact that the plague could not spread quickly, people gradually did not take the plague seriously.

   But even so, more than a hundred people died, and the most serious one was still Ying Tianfu, who died more than 300 people.

   But this is the best result.

   It seems that all of a sudden... the world has returned to peace.

  In the Jiming Temple at dawn, Yao Guangxiao changed into a patched monk's robe, and brought an old monk with him. The old monk was carrying a worn-out bag, and followed him, walking slowly.

  On weekdays, the little monk who took care of Yao Guangxiao hurriedly caught up: "Master, where are you going?"

  Yao Guangxiao turned his head, facing the dawn, he showed a rare smile, and said, "Go to hell."

  The novice could not understand, but he knew that the silk-lined monk robes that Yao Guangxiao usually wore were all folded and placed in his own interpretation room.

  This time, he went down the mountain wearing only a shabby monk's robe.

  Sami said: "Master, I will go with you, you wait for me, I will clean up..."

"No need." Yao Guangxiao turned his head, stretched out his hand to touch the little novice's bare head, and said with an unusually gentle expression, "You, be obedient, be good, and... don't give my key to others casually." , you will only give the key when someone comes to the palace, and the key box...is the poor monk's wealth and life, do you understand?"

   "Master, why didn't you take me with you today." The little novice felt a little uncomfortable and was about to cry.

Yao Guangxiao said: "Because you are too young, you will have to recite the Lifetime Sutra in the future. You obediently listen to the words of your uncles. By the way, don't trust your uncles. In this world... don't trust anyone, you read Learn your own scriptures, do your own things, and cultivate your own Buddha."

  Little novice wiped away his tears and said, "Master, doesn't he want me?"

  Yao Guangxiao smiled calmly, and continued to say softly, "Don't cry, be good."

  The little monk hesitated to speak.

  Yao Guangxiao turned around, and then walked towards Zhaoxia's direction.

  He walked very leisurely, and the old monk behind him, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a worn-out bag, followed suit.

  The little novice stood there blankly, looking at the master who had raised him for five years, his back became farther and farther until it disappeared.

  He was in a daze, a little suspicious, always feeling as if...something was going to happen.

  Finally, he said loudly, "Master, when will you be back?"

  Yao Guangxiao’s voice faintly seemed to come from the sky: “I’m here every day, in your heart. Cry you a bird, go back and chant scriptures.”

  (end of this chapter)