Chang Anqing

Chapter 322
Just when the rumors that the East Palace was destined to be the Son of Heaven were lingering in Chang'an, another astonishing miracle cast a layer of mystery on the celestial words.

This night, the moon and stars were sparse, and layers of clouds and mist covered the black starry sky like veil, faintly covering the moonlight.The coldness of the twelfth lunar month invades the body more and more, the wind blows like a knife, and the first snow that has been brewing for a long time is about to fall.

The cold wind blew the palace lanterns in front of the palace, and just when the palace people couldn't help shrinking their necks, the sound of swift footsteps was being surrounded by a warm halo, coming towards the Zichen Palace of the emperor.

I saw that the person who came was a small servant, as soon as he got up the steps and stood outside the hall, he instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, and then walked in quickly with his head down carefully.

The smell of ambergris came in immediately with warmth, and when they walked to the palace where the emperor often used to review politics, he saw Yang Chongyuan in ocher uniform sitting behind the case, holding a scroll in his hand. Zou Shu, even the gentle and dim light reflected on his face, could not conceal his majestic aura.

Seeing this, the little servant did not dare to disturb easily, and was looking at Liu Shoucheng, the chief eunuch who was personally serving at the side. Liu Shoucheng knew that the person coming must have something important to report, so he did not neglect, so he first took a careful look at the emperor who was obsessed with government affairs , then retreated lightly, and only said after reaching the outside: "What's wrong?"

Turning his head, Liu Shoucheng saw that the waiter in front of him was sweating hotly, and gradually felt something was wrong.

When the servant came forward and whispered the words into Liu Shoucheng's ear, the next moment Liu Shoucheng's pupils trembled, as if he couldn't believe it, and the next moment there was a flash of fear.

"The messenger is here too?"

Hearing Liu Shoucheng's question, the servant hurriedly said: "The matter is urgent, Governor Yu personally brought the machine stone of that day to face the saint—"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Shoucheng couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and served the emperor personally, he knew very well how much disturbance this matter would cause in Chang'an.

Without further ado, these words popped into Liu Shoucheng's head, and he immediately winked at the servant, then tried to calm down, and walked in with him.

After entering again, the emperor on the seat still stared at the memorial with fixed eyebrows, and seemed to be deaf to their movements, until Liu Shoucheng returned to the imperial case, thinking about how to speak, he heard Yang Chongyuan say without raising his head, "What's the matter? "

The deep words tightened Liu Shoucheng's nerves. Since the emperor asked, he naturally didn't dare to delay, and quickly lowered his head and said cautiously: "Everyone, the governor of Huaizhou came to ask for an interview."

Amidst the rustling of the clothes, Yang Chongyuan, who was buried in the case and writing, raised his head, and his deep eyes fell on Liu Shoucheng, which made him pull himself together.

"What is he doing?"

According to the rules, local officials can only come to Beijing when they return to Beijing to report on their duties, or when the emperor summons them. Privately going to Beijing can only show that something big must have happened.

Hearing Yang Chongyuan's question, Liu Shoucheng didn't dare to wipe the sweat that had fallen from his forehead, so he could only speak cautiously: "Return to Your Majesty, the sunset in Huaizhou a few days ago was about the size of a small suitcase, and—"

Speaking of this, Liu Shoucheng paused. Although he lowered his head, he could feel the emperor's gaze from the corner of his eyes. He could only bite the bullet and said, "Besides, there are words in the book. The governor of Huaizhou dare not take it lightly. I came all the way during the starry night and showed everyone the face of the falling star, and now I am waiting outside to be summoned by everyone."

Hearing that Liu Shoucheng stopped abruptly, he didn't dare to elaborate, Yang Chongyuan's heart was suddenly covered with a thin layer of haze, and the deep folds between his eyes became more and more profound.

Is it...

"Call him in."

The emperor's words broke the dead silence at this moment. As soon as Liu Shoucheng heard this, he felt relieved, but he didn't dare to show the slightest publicity on his face. He only glanced at the servant, and soon the servant left quickly. Yu Shiji, the governor of Huaizhou, was invited in.

Opening the soft curtain, a middle-aged man dressed in a purple official uniform came in. He looked tall and straight, with square eyebrows and eyes, and a layer of worry on his clean face. Holding a wooden box carefully, he didn't dare to put it down until the emperor's case and said: "Chen Yu Shiji kowtowed to His Majesty, Your Majesty will have endless joy."

"Ai Qing, get up."

Looking at the things in Yu Shiji's hands, Yang Chongyuan's eyes were deep and uncertain, and he said calmly as always: "Aiqing has worked hard all the way."

"Your Majesty's grace, this matter is so important that I dare not preside over it and make it public easily. I can only make an exception and rush to Chang'an to present it to Your Majesty in person, and hope that Your Majesty will come down."

Seeing Yu Shiji's pious appearance, Yang Chongyuan's heart eased a little, and then said: "Your handling is very good, what's the crime?"

After finishing speaking, Yang Chongyuan finally set his eyes on the wooden box, and asked in person: "This, is that Falling Star with writing on it?"

Hearing the question, Yu Shiji didn't dare to procrastinate, he held the box tighter, and the next moment he said seriously: "Return to Your Majesty, that's right."

After all, Liu Shoucheng immediately comprehended the ground and went forward to take the wooden box with his own hands, but his heart was filled with uneasiness, fearing that the things in his hands would fall to the ground, and even more afraid that the things in his hands would appear to be the empress of the emperor...

With the slight sound of the wooden box falling on the table, Liu Shoucheng carefully opened the wooden box, and a smooth stone with blackish gray fell into Yang Chongyuan's eyes. Somewhat mysterious magic.

Yang Chongyuan stretched out his hand, and when he touched the cold and uneven surface of the stone, he finally made up his mind to hold it, and touched it out with both hands.

Reflected under the light, the stone was engraved with extremely penetrating four-vertical characters, and Yang Chongyuan's eyes almost instantly appeared in shock and awe that he had never felt before.

Yes, awe, he who looked down on the world in this life and was not afraid of anyone, unexpectedly revealed uncontrollable fear for the first time.

Yinghuo guards the heart,

A saint is born.

Good luck and bad luck,

Guozuo stretches.

Holding this "Tianji Stone", Yang Chongyuan couldn't help feeling cold and numb.

In the past, he thought that if human affairs can be violated, so can the destiny.

But now, Yingchao offends Ziwei, the earth quakes in Xiagui, and the secret stone comes to the world.

Is it really God's will, is it God's warning to him, or...

Now it was only half a year since Zhou Tianzi was kicked off the altar, but Yang Chongyuan, who was sitting on the dragon seat, already felt the greatest threat in his life, almost pressing him urgently.

He knew that this Tianjishi matter could not stop people from all over the world. If he couldn't give people all over the world the best answer, it would shake his throne and become an excuse for countless people with a heart to attack.

At this moment, Yang Chongyuan, who was holding the Tianji Stone, frowned more and more, his face was so gloomy that everyone around couldn't help but suppress it.

These sixteen characters of Heavenly Secret, if taken literally, clearly refer to the fact that today's situation is weak and a saint is about to be born, this blessing and misfortune will come together, but the last sentence does not know how to explain it.

One must know that even the Emperor Shihuang, who ruled the world, died suddenly on the way out of the patrol.

Who is not afraid of such a catastrophe in the world, even if it is Yang Chongyuan in front of him.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the country is endless..."

Yang Chongyuan, with deep eyes, read the last sentence quietly, but he couldn't find out the meaning of it for a long time.

At this moment, his gaze happened to fall on a dragon tail whisk hanging on the wall.

This is when he returned to Chang'an, and rumors spread all over the capital, and when he was not clear about his heart, he went to Sanqing temple to ask the immortal Daoqing to give him a lecture, and Daoqing specially gave it to him.

It is taken from the meaning of dusting off the messy dust in the heart.

Looking at Fuchen at this moment, Yang Chongyuan's eyes lit up, and there was a little more dependence and trust in his heart that even he himself hadn't noticed.

"Everyone--"

Suddenly seeing the emperor striding towards the side, Liu Shoucheng who was on the side was surprised, and hurriedly followed. When Yu Shiji was stunned, he heard the emperor calmly said: "Send Yu Aiqing to rest first."

While speaking, Yang Chongyuan strode towards the outside of the hall regardless of the thanks from the people behind him.

"Go to Sanqing Temple."

(End of this chapter)