Chapter 8: The Coup in Kyoto, Various Controversies 4
Chapter 8 Kyoto Coup 4
It was the second watch, and it was about to approach the early morning of the next day. There was a dark blue and clear sky above her head. Chu Shou was walking on the wide paved road, looking a little dazed. After all, she usually went to bed early.
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It wasn't until he was about to walk out of the palace gate that he was greeted by the young eunuch in front of him that he realized what he was doing.
"Princess, the servant can only be sent to you. There is a carriage arranged outside. You..."
Chu Shou waved his hand, "No need. With such beautiful scenery on such a good time, it would be a pleasure to take a walk under the moon."
The young eunuch understood, bowed, and held out a green bamboo paper umbrella with both hands.
"The night dew is cold, please pay more attention to your health."
Chu Shou was stunned at first, then smiled knowingly, took the paper umbrella, and looked at it carefully. The paper umbrella was exquisite, the surface was green, and the handle was made of jade bone bamboo. It fit her eyes very well, but it was everywhere in the palace.
The standard butter paper umbrella is not equipped with such an expensive paper umbrella even if it is used by nobles and nobles.
"Thank you very much, but have you and I met you, little eunuch?"
Chu Shou was puzzled. If it was just a one-time relationship, how could he give him an umbrella?
"The villain's name is Zhu Nan..." Before he finished speaking, the junior official Wu Dui smiled helplessly, "I have almost forgotten my real name. You are a Bodhisattva who has helped thousands of people in this world, so naturally you...
You must remember the villain."
Chu Shou frowned and explained: "I was ill before. When I woke up, I seemed to have forgotten a lot of things. I only saw that you looked familiar. I really can't remember it now."
"My mother originally worked as a personal maid with a young lady from a high-ranking family. Later, the young lady married far away in Zhongnan, so the family followed the young lady south. Originally, they thought they were marrying a man of their dreams, but unexpectedly, after they paid homage to him, the husband's face changed.
Just punching and kicking, Miss is a reasonable person, but how can that bastard listen... Not only did they punch and kick, but they also defrauded the Miss of tens of millions of dollars in dowry, and locked up our family to prevent us from telling the truth, Miss
I met an unkind person, was squeezed out of my last bit of dowry, was eventually abandoned by the heartless man, and slept on the street. My father was beaten to death with a stick in order to maintain the family, so my mother decided to take the young lady back south..."
"It was a tiring journey, and on the way... the young lady could not recover from her old illness, but she also contracted the wind and cold. We were helpless and could not get any medicine, so the young lady drove west on the way home. My mother and I tried our best to bury the young lady, and then
I begged all the way and continued southward with the miss's letter and relics. Because I often didn't have enough to eat and was hungry, my mother became ill from overwork and couldn't afford to get sick. I dragged my straw mat all the way and went from house to house begging for medicine.
Some bosses were kind-hearted and donated some medicinal materials and money. Some bosses saw that I was in ragged clothes and drove me out with big hands. Sometimes not only could I not get the medicine, but they would also be beaten and kicked..."
Yue Zhunan lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes instantly filled with thoughts, tears were about to burst out, but he held them back with all his strength, the corners of his mouth were raised stiffly, and he smiled, and the words he spoke were heart-piercing, like
Wearing a smiley mask, you can't take it off.
He laughed twice, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand without leaving a trace, looked at Chu Shou intently, and said with relief: "Fortunately, I met you, the princess, so I carried it over and finally returned to the lady's house, completing the mission of the lady.
Last wish."
"However, the young lady has gone and I have nowhere to turn. I accept your auspicious words and have been helped by noble people along the way. Once you enter the palace, you can often turn troubles into good fortunes when you encounter them. Now it's the Secretary of Ceremonies of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
As an errand, I have about ten people in charge."
As he spoke, he became more respectful and said with some excitement: "The princess is so kind and kind, I will never forget it."
Chu Shou listened attentively, trying to search for memories but couldn't remember. Since she left Kyoto, she traveled around for a period of time. During this period, she met countless people and encountered various problems. Who she helped and who she helped. In addition,
It may be difficult to remember a serious illness.
But looking at the sincerity of what he said, I believed in my heart that it would be fate to meet again, so I happily responded: "Did the young eunuch and I meet outside the city of Kyoto?"
Yue Zhunan shook his head and raised his eyes sincerely, "It should be on the border between Yangzhou and Qingzhou, where my mother is buried."
Chu Shou was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had asked the wrong question, fearing that it would arouse the sadness of the young eunuch again.
He sighed softly and said, "I was just talking nonsense."
The young official shook his head even more vigorously: "Please accept this umbrella. You held such a bamboo umbrella for me at that time, which made me come back to life. Please accept it!"
Chu Shou laughed loudly, raised his hand and patted the young eunuch on the shoulder, "Of course I have to accept it. It's autumn and it's thunderstorm weather. I'm worried that I don't have a satisfactory umbrella. This umbrella is exquisite and I want to use it up."
You've worked hard."
After hearing this, the little eunuch burst into laughter and became more respectful. Thinking that the night was dark, he did not dare to waste the princess's time anymore, so he immediately stepped forward and showed his token to the guard, and the heavy door was opened with creaking noises.
Come on.
Chu Shou turned to say goodbye. Although he was exhausted from running around for several days, holding the bamboo umbrella, his heart was very full, and his steps could not help but become a little lighter.
As the palace door was locked, a muffled rumble came from the sky. Chu Shou raised his head and looked at the Black Mountain sandwiched between houses and streets in the distance, fearing that he was about to encounter Ye Yu unexpectedly.
Holding up the umbrella, the jade-bone bamboo handle is cool, with white jade beads hanging from the bottom. The umbrella surface is tough and wide, painted with green bamboo leaves, and the color of mountains and ink. It is very elegant. The rain falls on the umbrella surface, and blends into the earth along the ribs. There is no trace on the clothes.
A trace of water stains is even more reassuring.
After taking a few steps forward, a familiar figure came into view, An Ran standing in front of him, also holding an umbrella, wearing white clothes and gold robes, with black hair like a waterfall.
This person's surname is Zhao, his given name is Qian, and his nickname is Wuji.
It's funny to say that there was a sudden change in the family, and the young brother died at an early age. The princess was filled with grief and anger, and soon followed her son. The prince and princess had always loved each other, and they lasted for several years before leaving with his wife.
He was the only one left alive, so he inherited the title of King of Zhongshan and was known as Xiao Zhongshan King. He was the youngest prince in the Ming Qi Dynasty.
Everyone speculated that the young prince must have been hit hard by the various things he encountered at home, so the young prince did not like the court and only missed the mountains and fields. He often wore a wide shirt and got drunk with some scholars, talked about the mountains and rivers, and talked about mysteries, but he did not comment on worldly affairs.
To respect people in the world, one should pay attention to cultivating one's moral character, preaching and talking about Buddhism, which are all elegant things.
Zhao Wuji and Chu Shou worshiped the doctor Miaochun together. Apart from chatting, they also had another hobby: hanging pots to help the world. As the saying goes, the benevolence of a doctor...
Chu Shou smiled knowingly.
Zhao Wuji then stepped forward.
After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, they walked side by side on the street.
"Why did you come here?"
"I think you won't miss this opportunity to walk in the rain. It's so nice that I haven't seen you before, so I will go with you once."
"Ah~ that's how it is."
Chu Shou lowered his head and looked at the shallow potholes on the road, which were dyed heavy by the rain and shimmered with silver light. Although the rain was pattering, it drifted here and there and got into his clothes.
"Actually..." The young prince sighed softly, "Yes and no."
"Oh, that's your Majesty's business." Chu Shou curled his lips and said it very calmly.
If you think about it carefully, His Majesty is critically ill, and no one in the palace's imperial physician would dare to stand up to vouch for it. This is no small injury.
It is a great achievement for His Majesty to wake up. If he does not wake up, there is no guarantee that he will not cause trouble. This hot potato will naturally fall into the hands of the idle and idle disciple Miao Chun.
"Didn't I tell you to hide in that Fodu Temple and stay out of these things?"
Chu Shou boasted that he had become a disciple two days earlier than him, so he often used the pretense of his senior sister to teach him, mostly don't do this... don't do that...
"I also wanted to shirk it, but that little aunt of yours, the imperial concubine, came to the temple in person... She pretended to be asking me to come out, but in fact she brought a circle of forbidden troops..."
Zhao Wuji frowned and kept talking. He was a registered prince without a father or a mother. No matter how thick his arms were, he could not twist his thighs. Moreover, from a moral perspective, it was the duty of every Ming Qi citizen to fight for the emperor through sword mountains and seas of fire.
Obligations due...
Zhao Wuji tilted his head and approached Chu Shou's ear, lowering his voice mysteriously and whispering: "Furthermore, I found... His Majesty did not seem to have fallen from a horse. The injury was more like falling from a high platform and hitting the back of the head.
In addition to bruises and fractures, the pulse is blocked, there is a blockage in the brain, and blood stasis is difficult to clear, and there may be no cure."
"Hiss..." Chu Shou purred his itchy ears and said impatiently: "I said that since you have discovered the crux, why don't you just prescribe the right medicine..."
Her hands were not idle, she was spinning the bamboo umbrella, and the rain fell on the ground like flying beads.
Zhao Wuji touched his chin, turned his eyes to Chu Shou's neck, and muttered: "But the difficulty lies here..."
Chu Shou was silent, and with a flash of inspiration, he subconsciously covered the pendant on his chest and quickened his steps a few times.
Zao Wuji chased after him, and the water droplets gathered on the umbrella surface hit his robe like broken strands in the wind. The long string of white jade beads on the right wrist holding the umbrella collided with each other and made a crisp sound.
"Senior sister——"
When you have something to do, you call me Senior Sister, but when you have nothing to do, it’s harder to serve than a master if you don’t recognize your relatives...
"Sister, you have to save me..."
Chu Shou said without looking back: "This magnolia stalk is a medicinal material for blood coagulation. What your Majesty needs is blood circulation, so don't take my chances."
"To tell you the truth, senior sister, I have found a large amount of red peony root and zhurong. As long as it is properly configured, it can turn decay into magic, coagulate blood and activate blood!"
"The petals of the magnolia stalk you are talking about are related to the seeds of my magnolia stalk?"
"Plant quickly and it will naturally take root and sprout..."
Chu Shou paused and said confidently: "The shell of Magnolia seeds is extremely tough. Nine out of ten are mute seeds. They cannot break the shell and cannot sprout. Then guess why it is also called Karma, the one that can bloom?"
It's all a coincidence among coincidences. It breaks the shell just when it's about to germinate. This is something that cannot be interfered with manually..."
"Master has said that life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor... No, no, you are so smart and talented, you will definitely be able to think of other blood-activating medicinal materials!"
Chu Shou's words were serious and thoughtful, but Zhao Wuji didn't listen to a word.
"If you don't give it, I will go find the person who gave you the seeds. Anyway, there are five stems per magnolia tree. Three of them fell in the cold garden. The other two stems are designated for that person."
Chu Shou frowned and said, "Zhao Qianzhi, how do you know who gave me the magnolia handle?"
Zao Wuji was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked away with a guilty conscience, and said with a smile: "The magnolia handle is hard to find. If you don't bother to look for it, someone will naturally give it to you."
Chu Shou said coldly: "To be honest..."
Zhao Wuji sighed, as if he had made up his mind.
"When I rushed to Hanyuan, you were already unconscious. I came all night, but you were shouting that person's name. When I was angry, I happened to bump into that person and said that I wanted to talk to you.
Saying goodbye and so on, I argued with him for a few more words...The magnolia stalk fell into the small flower bed at the entrance of Hanyuan, and you found it yourself after you woke up."
"Huh? I thought it was some unlucky guy who caused trouble for me, but it turned out to be you... Do you know that I am very angry today because of you. I, the noble Princess of Liuchuan, am looking down upon others..."
Zhao Wuji raised one palm, closed his eyes and said, "Good, good, good..."
"At that time, the poor monk was trapped by the love of the mortal world, so he did some things that ordinary people would do... You and I were childhood sweethearts, and it was he who stepped in..."
"Hey, I've been so awkward all day, why should I be considerate of you?" Chu Shou looked at his posture and said in surprise: "I only told you to hide in that temple, you won't really
...Have you escaped into Buddhism?"
Chu Shou was dubious, and picked up the white jade beads on his wrist with his index finger.
"Well... since I moved into Fodu Temple, I have been listening to Master's lectures on Buddhism all day long. I have been deeply influenced by it, and I feel that it is profound and has great mysteries. It can best understand people's hearts. Only when accompanied by the ancient Buddha with a green lantern can I talk about it for comfort."
Chu Shou sighed, as the saying goes, "You can't help your mother when you are older..." He said sincerely: "Whatever suits you, don't let the evil monk deceive you and teach you to preach Dharma and meritorious deeds for him, and be a missionary buffalo driven wherever needed."
"Why are you getting further and further away from each other? Senior sister, will you help me with the magnolia handle or not? You and that person are old acquaintances. Even though I interfered with it and missed your relationship, he still has to give me the life-saving grace."
Pay it back."
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just a casual relationship, and it's just a matter of fate. It's also true that childhood feelings can't be counted. Now that I think about it, what I did before was just because of my own passion and forcing it. It was a bit weak and strong.
If you act deeply, you will ultimately harm others and yourself."
Chu Shou raised his head forty-five times and forgot about the sky. Even the full moon seemed to be exuding a faint sadness.
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, and he suddenly became sentimental. He felt a little guilty, and began to speak truthfully: "I see... He was really deeply in love with you at that time. He smiled for the beauty, and went into the back mountain alone to find the girl.
The magnolia handle that is rare in a thousand years... However, this old saying is back again. It is said that deep love will not last long, and wisdom will be damaged. It is said that all heavenly officials have beautiful faces and will live for hundreds of years. That person is afraid that it is just a temporary love.
It’s just a joke.”
Chu Shouzheng was feeling a little sad. When he heard these twists and turns, his sadness was suddenly swept away and turned into anger, which shot straight into the sky from his Dantian. He raised his hand to pull the man's ear.
"Why do I feel after hearing your words that you are still in this mortal world, but you are much more affectionate than him..."
The young prince put away his sincere devotion to the Buddha and was busy hiding. He lifted up the hem of his clothes and stepped on a puddle, deliberately splashing mud all over his daughter's house. Then he ran forward without giving up.
He turned around and said: "Oh, my good senior sister, you are too confident. Nowadays, in Kyoto City, hundreds of flowers are blooming, and there is no shortage of beautiful and talented people, children of the right age, so-called beauties of all kinds... You have a bad appearance and a bad temper.
Worse..."
Like a child, Zhao Wuji said some nonsense to make Chu Shou happy, and continued to move forward, hoping to attract her to catch up.
Unexpectedly, Chu Shou sneered first, and had no interest in chasing and fighting. He only rolled his big blue eyes, dragged his heavy legs and continued to raise his head with forty-five degrees of sadness...