"Your Majesty, Master Kun Can is coming to the outer city of Nanjing soon." On the imperial couch in Qianqing Palace, the old emperor was lingering on his last breath, and Ma Huanxi ran in excitedly.
"Master Kun Can is here?"
Suddenly, the old emperor's whole body was refreshed, as if he had found a life-saving straw, "Quick, my companion, I am going out of the capital to meet the master!"
Nanjing City, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, "the fundamental place of ancestors and the seat of the Southeastern Conference", has four levels of city gates, eighteen outer city gates, thirteen capital city gates, seven imperial city gates, and the palace city (Forbidden City, Ouchi) has six gates and is one of the largest city walls in the world at this time.
It is more than twenty miles away from the Forbidden City. Even the capital is ten miles away.
Seeing that the old emperor was so seriously ill and still insisted on going out of the capital to meet the great monk, Ma Huanxi was shocked and said, "Your Majesty, your body is not well, so it would be better to wait for Master Kun Can in Qianqing Palace."
"Haha, you don't understand. When praying for blessings, sincerity can help! I am going out of the palace to meet the master outside Zhengyang Gate!" After saying that, the emperor sat up from the imperial couch and got out of bed.
Faith is a very wonderful power. Zhu Hengjia is a staunch theist. Indeed, if there is no god in this world, how can he travel through the future?
"Long live grandpa, let me help you change your clothes." Seeing that he couldn't resist him, Ma Huanxi had no choice but to take two palace servants and step forward to help him get dressed.
Unexpectedly, the old emperor's stubborn temper broke out and he insisted on changing his clothes. "As soon as the master comes, my illness will be cured. I don't need to wait for you. Get out!"
The emperor's orders were overwhelming, and everyone had to retreat.
Even better dressed, the old emperor couldn't wait to lead a group of people, rode the royal chariot out of the palace, and arrived outside the Zhengyang Gate. Because they were leaving in a hurry, the imperial army had no time to drive away the people. Some people recognized the emperor's dragon flag. .
"Long live~Long live~Long live~"
The people knelt on the ground, shouted and jumped for joy. This country has a paranoid love for the emperor. No matter how far the society develops, it must have an emperor. For example, the later Hongxian Emperor Yuan Shikai and Xuantong Emperor Puyi reversed the course of history, only to increase laughter!
More and more people were kneeling down, as if it were a festival. Ma Huanxi, who was following behind, suddenly discovered that the emperor was not wearing soft armor today. The soft armor was made of silk wrapped with thin iron sheets and was invulnerable.
Emperor Guangwu was the emperor immediately. He had fought many wars and was well aware of the fragility of life. Every time he left the palace, he wore soft armor to prevent accidents. According to his old man's words: "Although the vast majority of the subjects in this world are loyal Yes, it is inevitable that there will be one or two young people who are dissatisfied with me and want to turn into assassins and plot rebellion. I must guard against the slightest and do not give these crazy people an opportunity!"
This soft armor is what Long Live Grandpa must bring when he leaves the palace? Why did he forget it today?
Ma Huanxi suddenly rushed to the old emperor and reminded him: "Long live Grandpa, you are leaving the palace today without wearing any soft armor."
"Soft armor?"
After hearing this, Zhu Hengjia suddenly realized that he was stroking his body as if he was waking up from a dream. Sure enough, he was not wearing soft armor!
"Where is my soft armor? Where is it?" He murmured to himself.
"Long live Grandpa, you insist on changing your clothes today, maybe you forgot them in Qianqing Palace," Ma Huanxi replied quickly.
"Oh, that's it. I forgot my soft armor in Qianqing Palace," the old emperor said at a loss.
He looked at the dark crowd of people kneeling around him, and suddenly felt a deep fear. If there were assassins hidden among these people, wouldn't it be difficult for me to save my life if I didn't wear soft armor? No, I can't die! I still have to ask for help. Heaven will borrow another five hundred years!
"Quick! My companion, take me back to the palace immediately," he said to Ma Huanxi.
"Back to the palace? Long live Grandpa, Master Kuncan is coming soon. Didn't you say you want to greet him personally?" Ma Huanxi was a little confused.
"As long as you are sincere, it will be the same wherever you wait for Master. Hurry, return to Qianqing Palace immediately," the old emperor said urgently.
The group came in a hurry, left inexplicably, and soon disappeared from the sight of the people.
The old emperor returned to Qianqing Palace and breathed a long sigh of relief, "It was so dangerous! Fortunately, I am blessed with good fortune and everything is fine!"
Just as he finished sighing, his vision suddenly went dark and he fell to the ground.
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The old emperor fell ill again, which alarmed Concubines Chen Huang, Huang Guifei and other concubines. With tears in their eyes, they prayed for the old emperor in their respective palaces. Empress Shi came to the Qianqing Palace to serve her in person. He was the empress of the main palace and the mother of the Ming Dynasty. At this time Must stay with the emperor.
"Empress, in the morning, Long Live Grandpa insisted on going out of the palace to greet Master Kuncan in person. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't persuade you. Please punish me!" Ma Huanxi pleaded with tears in his eyes.
Queen Shi said angrily: "Even if I cut a slave like you, can I save His Majesty? Go and invite Master Kuncan quickly."
The great monk Kun Can came to Qianqing Palace. When he saw Queen Shi, he put his hands together and saluted, "Amitabha! The young monk Kun Can, pays homage to Her Royal Highness the Queen!"
Empress Shi burst into tears and spoke with sadness, "Master, there is no need to be polite. I have heard for a long time that Master's Dharma is profound. Please cast a spell quickly to save Your Majesty!"
After listening to this, Kun Can complained secretly. Although he was proficient in Buddhism, he could not cure diseases. However, the current situation was like being roasted on the fire. If he said he could not cure diseases, he would immediately offend the royal family, let alone This little life of mine is the life of the entire Youqi Temple and the monks. It is hard to say whether I can save it. I have no choice. It seems that I can only recite a few mantras and pray to the Buddha for the emperor. Buddha bless me, please let me. Your Majesty, please wake up as soon as possible!"
"Amitabha, the young monk can only do his best!"
After making some preparations, the great monk first wiped the old emperor's eyes with nectar water; then he held a treasure vase in his right hand and a bronze mirror in his left hand, praying for blessings from the Bodhisattva; after blessing, he dipped the nectar water in his right ring finger and wiped the dragon's eyes again .
However, Emperor Guangwu seemed to be asleep and motionless.
Kun Can's forehead began to sweat, and he recited respectfully, "Namo the Medicine Master Buddha that eliminates disasters and prolongs life ~ Namo the Pharmacist Buddha that eliminates disasters and prolongs life ~ Namo the Pharmacist Buddha that eliminates disasters and prolongs life ~" Recited ten times in a row.
Then, he came to the dragon couch and wanted the old emperor to sit cross-legged and clasp his hands, but the old emperor remained motionless. He had no choice but to let him lie down, clasped his hands, placed a Buddha statue in front of the dragon couch, and began to recite the mantra silently.
First, recite the five-character mantra, "Hung Ta Na Ya Nu", and recited it one hundred and eight times in one breath, but it was useless.
I recited the six-character mantra, "Humtona Hua Zi Lai" again, one hundred and eight times, but it was still useless.
Another six-character mantra, "Hung Tona Hua Zi Lai", was repeated one hundred and eight times, but it was useless.
Upgraded to the seven-character mantra, "Hum ha dumb ha fa la dumb", the same old thing.
Let's change to another seven-character mantra, "Axi Tuo Ye Hum Ne Ha", it's still the same.
It's a pity that a great emperor, so dignified and powerful, was tossed around by a monk for a long time, but to no avail.
Kun Can became anxious. He felt that the eyes of Queen Stone, who was watching him cast a spell, had become cold and cold. The great monk thought silently in his heart, Buddha, if you don't show your power, I am afraid that the thousand-year-old incense of Youqi Temple will be destroyed.
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He used his special skill: the nine-character mantra.
First, respectfully recite "Namo Medicine Buddha for Dispelling Disasters and Prolonging Life" ten times, then sit quietly, rub your hands together, massage the palms of the old emperor's feet with a stick of incense, and then recite the mantra silently: "Qili Hua Pagoda yo hum maniha ~ Qili Hua
Ta yo hum mani ha ~ Qili Hua ta yo hum mani ha ~" again one hundred and eight times.
"Ho~ho~ho~"
Strangely enough, the old emperor actually woke up, panting, but speechless.
"Buddha bless you!"
In the Qianqing Palace, Wuyangyang fell to his knees.
This chapter has been completed!