Princess Zhaoren stayed in Bailian Temple for a few more days, and went to nearby villages to preach and practice medicine. Wherever she went, villagers gathered, first to pay homage to the living Bodhisattva, and second to seek medical advice. Of course, there were also good men and women who were sincere to the Buddha.
Because of fate, he converted to the White Lotus Sect.
One day, Princess Zhaoren was still in the countryside for a free medical clinic to win the hearts of her friends. Suddenly, something urgent came to her: Li Ziye, the leader of the clan, had arrived at the main place. We had something important to discuss!
"Why not make arrangements in advance? Could it be that there is a major incident?" Princess Zhaoren thought silently, but she did not dare to neglect, quickly ended her medical work and rushed to the main place.
Three hours later, Princess Zhaoren and several confidants hurried to the main place - Nanzhuang Valley in the hinterland of Hongmiao Mountain in Yu County.
Hongmiao Mountain is in a superior location, guarding the main road from Zhili to Taiyuan. The mountain is steep and it is better to attack than to defend!
There is a Maitreya Buddhist temple with incense flourishing in the mountain depression on the north side of Nanzhuang Valley. The temple is large in scale and is one of the largest temples in the central area of ​​Taihang Mountains in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It has become an important stronghold of the White Lotus Sect.
Princess Zhaoren arrived in a hurry. She entered through the back door of the temple and went straight to the side hall. At this time, Li Ziye, Chang Chanzi, and Chang Li had been waiting for a long time.
The strong footsteps disturbed Li Ziye and others who were meditating.
"The princess is here to marry, you two must come out quickly." Li Ziye greeted Chang Chanzi and the others. The two of them slowly got rid of their stiff bodies, and their figures gradually relaxed.
"Sect Master, this disciple didn't know that the Sect Master was coming, so he missed the opportunity to greet him from afar."
"I travel hundreds of miles around to preach. Princess Zhaoren is the strength of my White Lotus Sect. I should be the one who feels guilty."
"Sect master, excessive praise is a matter of duty." Princess Zhaoren bowed her head and said.
"Princess, there is no need to be modest. The only person who has achieved such achievements in the White Lotus Sect since the Tang Dynasty is the princess. I am here today for no other reason than to recommend the princess to lead our holy religion to flourish. If I can spare the energy, I can drive out the Tartars."
,Liberate China!" Li Ziye said seriously.
"Sect Master, I can't help it. As a weak woman, I may not be able to take on such important responsibilities. It's a blessing to allow me to teach and practice medicine and do something for the people nearby!" Princess Zhaoren quickly declined.
"Hey, princess, you are the master of our holy religion who has not been seen for thousands of years. This is not just a lesson learned by the sect leader. All the protectors have this intention. Please be generous, princess, to benefit the people of Maitreya!" Chang Chanzi, who was standing aside, returned.
Before Li Ziye could speak, he spoke first.
"As the cicada said, I am not here to discuss with the princess, but to inform you in advance that the day after tomorrow is September 19th. At the end of the day, lords and protectors from all walks of life gathered here, Fuguang Maitreya Temple, to be the new sect.
It’s a grand ceremony!” Li Ziye added.
The princess here may really not want to be the leader of this sect. When she saw her put away her skirt, she knelt down and said, "Why don't you discuss such important matters with me first? I don't have any intention of achieving great things. The power is mine, and evil is like three
Kuu, I hope the sect master will make it happen!"
"I'm afraid the situation is no longer in your control. Of course, this is largely due to you!" Chang Li appeared unhurried.
"Thank you for my gift?" Princess Zhaoren asked.
"Did you know that Inspector Challetai, the dog officer, has already been secretly investigating you?" It's just that there is no real crime and no investigation has been carried out. However, the identity of the princess and Bai Lian's destiny will be exposed sooner or later. If you don't do it today, you may never be able to resist.
Power! Princess Kuang's prestige is growing day by day. Now that the sect master is exhausted, he still has the heart to become our holy religion. I hope the princess will have mercy on our religion and save our religion from the crisis!" Chang Li said.
"I..., Master, let me... think about it!" Zhaoren began to hesitate. How could a compassionate woman have power and desires? But from then on, she embarked on an involuntary path, from compassion to violence, from purity to chaos.
, and ultimately ended in misfortune.
After saying yes, Princess Zhaoren said goodbye to the sect master and his entourage, exited the side hall and entered her dormitory. At this time, she was a little excited and a little confused...
The tragic experience when she was six years old once again lingered in her mind. The sadness of parting, the hatred of her family and country, her mother's instructions, and the people at the bottom were confused and confused.
On March 18, 1644, the Chuang King Li Zicheng had led his troops to station outside the palace, writing letters to persuade them to surrender!
Deep in the palace, at midnight, on a cold night, the drizzle is mixed with snowflakes, and the remaining lamps are swaying feebly, just like the mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty are almost extinguished. At this time, the high towers and pavilions have lost their majesty, but are full of depression
.
A group of people with trance-like hair, Zhu Youjian, rushed all the way from the Huangji Palace to the palace. They were alone but could not see the eunuch who was the deacon. The country was about to perish, but they could not let go of the children in the harem, especially Zhaoren!
In the Zhaoren Hall, a mother and daughter had already fallen asleep. Seeing the emperor approaching, the maid guarding the gate was about to salute, but was stopped by Zhu Youjian. She did not stop, but slowed down her steps, stepped lightly, and nudged the palace.
Door, for fear of disturbing the sleeping person.
After a week, he was not sleeping deeply. Before Zhu Youjian entered the bedroom, he had already put on his clothes, put on the lamp, and stood up to greet him.
"Your Majesty, my concubine..." Before Zhou could finish speaking, Zhu Youjian signaled for silence.
Zhu Youjian still didn't stop, and came to Princess Zhaoren's window. He saw that the little girl was sleeping soundly, and her tense face showed the slightest relief. Then he returned to Zhou's side.
"Zhaoren, he has been kind and intelligent since he was a child. Master Sanding once said that he has a connection with Buddha. I ask you to send Zhaoren out of the palace as soon as possible, leave this forbidden city forever, and live a normal life."
"Your Majesty, thank you for thinking of Zhao'er. I thank you."
"Arrange it as soon as possible. I will arrange for someone to send you and Cixi off in the future. Cijiong will leave the capital. If our Ming Dynasty is destroyed, your mother and son should not have any intention of recovering. They will work hard and study for the rest of their lives."
"Concubine, please remember!" At this time, Mrs. Zhou had already burst into tears, but she did not dare to cry out.
"The civil servants mistook me!" Zhu Youjian suddenly said such a sentence, seeming to be shirking his responsibility as a father. Just cover your face and cry!
"Father." When Zhu Youjian and Zhou were comforting each other, Princess Zhaoren had already come behind them.
"Come here quickly and thank your father!" Mrs. Zhou called out when she saw Princess Zhaoren, who was in the same room but not sleeping in the same bed, undressed and barefoot.
"Father, don't cry, my brother and I will protect you when we grow up!"
Zhu Youjian couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he heard it. At this time, those so-called pillars of the country are not as good as a girl!
"All civil servants should be killed!" He was still annoyed in his heart, but he still smiled bitterly and picked up Zhaoren...
At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhaoren was dressed as the granddaughter of an ordinary family by her wet nurse. She was about to leave the palace. The Zhou family, who was already a thunderous woman, called Princess Zhaoren to her and said reluctantly: "Rui'er, I have no choice but to save your life.
Come up with this strategy and wait for the day
It has been decided that I will take you back and enjoy this glory and wealth. If the Ming Dynasty dies, don’t have any thoughts of glory and prosperity for the Ming Dynasty! When you grow up, find a Yigengdu family to live a stable life. Remember this! Don’t tell others about your identity.
!Remember!”
Zhaoren was also in tears. Although Zhaoren didn't understand, she understood that this might be a separation between life and death! She remembered every word her mother said, and she remembered it so clearly: "Mother, Rui'er is sensible. Rui'er won't leave!"
"My mother is incompetent and I can't accompany you. If you want to survive, you must go with the wet nurse!" Mrs. Zhou said and motioned to the wet nurse to take Zhaoren away!
The wet nurse came over to pull Zhaoren with tears in her eyes, and her heart-wrenching cries instantly exploded the Zhaoren Palace, which was heartbreaking!
The wet nurse dragged the princess and was about to leave the palace gate when she was stopped by Mrs. Zhou again.
Mrs. Zhou couldn't help it, ran to Princess Zhaoren, hugged Princess Zhaoren, and told her: "You are no longer a princess when you go to someone else's house. No one will help you do things. You must remember the odd jobs that the palace maid taught you in the morning.
On your own!"
…
Reluctant to give up and desperate to survive, Princess Zhaoren followed the swill cart out of the palace and went straight to Xizhimen. She deceived the rebels and hid in Xishan Mountain.
Although it was late winter and early spring, the wind was freezing in Fenghuangling Village, northwest of Beijing. Princess Zhaoren changed her name to Su Xiaowan and was accepted by a farmer named Su. The wet nurse concealed Princess Zhaoren's identity on the grounds that she was a distant relative and had lost her parents in the war, and repeatedly warned Princess Zhaoren
, Never tell anyone your true identity! Only in this way can Zhaoren’s life be saved.
Farmer Su Laoliu had no children for fifteen years after his marriage. The couple was very happy to have a baby girl named Su Ho. She was usually a pampered princess, but she was extremely diligent and could do household chores at a glance.
The love of six couples lasted until the ninth year of Shunzhi...
"Lord, there is a man outside the door who claims to be the sect leader's counselor Chang Li." Princess Yizhaoren's close confidant interrupted her thoughts.
"Wait a moment outside the door." Zhaoren has heard about this man for a long time. As a relic of the Ming Dynasty, he is the most obsessed with resisting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty!
"Lord, he said there is no rush. He is waiting outside." The confidant reported again.
Zhaoren wiped away his tears, arranged his hair a little, relieved his grief, and left the dormitory and then the dormitory.
"The surviving minister of the Ming Dynasty, please pay homage to Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Chang Li knelt down to salute Zhao Ren as soon as he saw her.
Zhaoren didn't expect it. After all, no one except a few sect leaders and lords knew her life experience: "How can a daughter of a subjugated country be able to bear such a great gift! Please get up quickly."
"I beg you, princess, to obey the sect leader. If not, Chang Li is willing to kneel down and die here!"
"I have the heart to lead my predecessors, but my mother warned me that since I have no great ambitions, I may not be able to do the job if the holy religion is put in my hands." Princess Zhaoren has not forgotten Zhou's instructions before leaving.
"What the princess said is wrong. Empress Zhou and the princess' eldest brother, the prince, have contacted Duke Zheng in southern Fujian. Although they have not raised the flag of liberation, their power is sufficient to compete with the barbarians in the southeast. The entrustment of Queen Zhou is just a temporary concern.
Why don't we base our lives on this place to join forces with the remnants of our Ming Dynasty, and coordinate with our elder brother, His Royal Highness the Prince, from north to south, to help us recover the Ming Dynasty? This is one of them.
It turns out that the sect leader Li Ziye is narrow-minded and does not want the princess to grow stronger, so he has conspired to harm her. If I don't go along with the flow and increase my wings, I fear that the princess will suffer misfortune. The wolf has already leaked its teeth, so I have to do it! This is the second part.
The princess has a kind heart and broadcasts my teaching's kindness. Only the princess can respond hundreds of times in a radius of hundreds of miles. This is the best, and this is the third one.
If the princess does not respond, she must be disobeying destiny, not caring about public opinion, and vainly considering the wish of the Ming Dynasty survivors to drive out the Tartars and restore our Chinese civilization!" Although he was kneeling on his knees, Changli's words spoke loudly and shocked Zhaoren's heart!
Princess Zhaoren's blood boiled after hearing this. The long-suppressed hatred of her family and country, and the thoughts of her own flesh and blood, gave Zhaoren no reason to retreat!
Chapter completed!