Nanshan Temple was built on the order of Emperor Shunzhi. There are 108 warrior monks in the temple, who are responsible for guarding and worshiping the royal family. The Zen room in the backyard is built according to the specifications of the royal palace. The name of the main Zen temple is Shengdetang.
When Fu Cha Rong'er rushed to Nanshan Temple, it was already three days later. The monks in the temple were all looking for Fu Heng on the orders of Prince Bao.
In the Shengde Hall, Hongli lowered his head and blamed himself, "Is there no news about Fu Heng yet?" Ha Qisheng said: "Except for those who stayed in the temple to protect the prince, all the other monks were mobilized. The entire Wutai Mountain was almost searched.
There is still no sign of Mr. Fu!" Hong Li almost pinched the wolf hair in his hand, "Keep looking, and let the remaining guards go out to look for him. We must see him alive, and we must bring Fu Heng back even if we die..."
Fucha Rong'er had just arrived outside the door. Hearing the bad news, her body was so weak from the long journey that she almost fainted, "Fu Heng... What's wrong with Fu Heng?" Hongli caught up and helped her, "Rong'er,
Come, sit down first." "No, tell me first, what happened to my brother?" Hongli: "It was because I lacked consideration at the time and was too confident in myself. I thought I could control the overall situation. When the assassins attacked the nunnery,
, the guards were defeated, Fu Heng has been missing for three days in order to distract the assassin."
Rong Er forced himself to cheer up and said: "It's just... he just disappeared. He has been very courageous since he was a child. He has survived no matter how much trouble he has got into. He must be... nothing will happen to him. Hongli, where did you separate?
Yes, can you take me to find it?" "Okay, we'll go right away."
A young novice monk outside the door said, "Donor, the abbot said that the auspicious time will be in one hour. Please make preparations early." Hongli: "Can't we change the date?" The young novice monk: "Amitabha, if you miss today, you may have to pay attention to it.
It will be auspicious to wait until the fifteenth day of the next month." After hearing this, Rong'er comforted Hongli: "Guo Zuo is the most important thing, so as not to have long nights and many dreams, which will delay the return to the palace, wait until the sacrifice is completed before going."
In the main hall of Nanshan Temple, the solemn Buddha and the longevity lamps of the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty are on top. Three large incense sticks half a person's height were carried into the hall by eminent monks. A copper tripod was inserted amidst the sound of wooden fish and chanting.
The emperor bowed three times to the prime minister and completed the sacrificial ceremony. At this moment, there was a noise outside the door. A young woman was holding her pre-term baby and crying outside, "Please abbot, please save my son, please save me."
My son!"
Hongli heard the sound and rushed to the outside of the hall together with the abbot. The abbot said: "This female benefactor, Lao Na said three days ago that this baby was forcibly given birth before it was full term. It is a miracle that it survived for more than a month."
The woman knelt in front of the hall and pulled the abbot's cassock, "Abbott, I know I was wrong. I should not be greedy for vanity and do whatever it takes to get into a rich family, which caused my son to be born prematurely. Please pray for my son, master, and tell the Buddha that I
I'm willing to give up half of my lifespan in exchange for my son's life!" The abbot just shook his head.
When Hongli saw the woman crying miserably, he felt pity for him, so he came closer to see the baby. Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly pulled out her hairpin and stabbed him like crazy. Seeing this, Rong'er didn't have time to think, so he pulled away from Hongli to block him.
In front of him, the hairpin hit her left chest, "Rong'er!" Hongli hugged her with a bright red chest, "Why are you so stupid!"
Rong'er: "You are...very important to me. I...can't let others hurt you..." Hongli roared: "Please call the doctor!"
In the side hall of Shengde Hall, Hongli stood guard in front of his sick bed with red eyes. Haqisheng came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the convict woman has been caught!" "Lock her up, and the account will be settled after she returns to the palace!"
The doctor carefully diagnosed the pulse and then reported back: "Your Majesty, although this girl did not injure any vital parts, she did injure her blood vessels and lost too much blood. Although the bleeding has been stopped, if the hairpin is pulled out, the consequences are really unpredictable. If it is not pulled out,
If it comes out, there will be carrion, please make a decision, Your Majesty."
Hongli was full of worry, distress and self-blame for Rong'er. The man on the bed coughed slightly, "Hongli... I want to pull out the hairpin. If anything goes wrong, you must help me pull Fu Heng out."
Find it back and promise me..." Hongli's hands tightly grasped the quilt, "Stop thinking about it, you will be fine."
The doctor applied gauze soaked with hemostatic medicine to the injured area, quickly pulled out the hairpin with his right hand, and pressed the gauze firmly again. Rong'er just groaned and fainted, "What's wrong with her?" The doctor reassured Hongli, "Don't worry.
"Fortunately, this girl has good health, and the hairpin is not as generous as a dagger. She only needs some good medicinal materials and carefully prepares it for the first half of the month, and she will be fine." Hongli said anxiously: "Then what are you waiting for? Go grab some quickly.
Here comes the nourishing medicine."
The doctor looked very embarrassed, "Your Majesty, I don't know. Wutai County is located in a remote area, and many medicinal materials are insufficient. Moreover, it is summer, humid and rainy, which may not be conducive to the girl's recuperation. After two days, the girl's health will be better, or
It is best to return to the capital as soon as possible and ask the imperial doctor for careful diagnosis and treatment."
On the eighth day of June, Hongli ordered the monks to continue searching the mountains to find Fu Heng's whereabouts. Ha Qisheng stayed behind and arranged a carriage to take Rong'er back to the palace. Outside Nanshan Temple, Hongli hugged Rong'er who looked haggard and got into the carriage and lay down.
, "Is it still comfortable? I asked them to lay out a few more layers of quilts. I was worried that the bumps on the road would affect the wounds."
Although Rong'er's chest hurt, he felt very warm after hearing this. He nodded slightly, "It has been six years. The last time we went out together in a carriage was when we were fourteen years old. At that time, you were not the prince, and you were not that kind.
We are busy with a lot of government affairs. I, you and Fu Heng often meet together to chat and play. Now... I am like this, and Fu Heng's whereabouts are unknown..." Hongli: "No matter whether Fu Heng can come back or not, I
I will take care of you and treat you well as before. I have already regarded you and Fu Heng as a family."
Rong'er's eyes suddenly brightened, "A family, really?"
"Yes, silly girl, at such a critical moment, how could you block the assassin for me without even thinking about it?" Rong'er: "I don't know, maybe... just like you said, we are a family.
, who would watch their family being injured and remain indifferent, ahem..." Hongli: "You lie down for a while, and I will call you when we get to the inn." "Yeah."
The mighty royal chariot drove along the official road and led the monks to clear the way. After this battle, Hongli became more cautious. Today, he never wants to see anyone around him hurt; nor does he want to be like before.
In order to avoid the struggle for power in the palace, only if you become strong first will you not have the chance to be played by the enemy. After returning to the palace, everything will be a new beginning.