The prince is more stable

Chapter 13 Breaking the Seal
Although Zhao Xiaoqian and the Chu Palace have inevitably been involved in court affairs since he traveled through time, Zhao Xiaoqian refuses to get involved from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Xiaoqian has no interest in participating in the current court structure and has no inclination towards it.

Zhao Xiaoqian was impartial about the so-called new laws and old laws. In his eyes, no matter whether they were new laws or old laws, they would have changed when they were implemented among the people.

Therefore, Zhao Xiaoqian had no interest at all, and a few days ago forced his father to write a memorial supporting the new law in order to help the Chu Palace get out of trouble.

Oh, what else? Is he really concerned about the country and the people?
Zhao Xiaoqian was not that great, but it was already remarkable that he lived a good life.

The spring sunshine is very comfortable, and it brings a sense of comfort that comes from not bothering anyone, and it is especially good for calcium supplementation.

Zhao Xiaoqian narrowed his eyes, secretly thinking about how to find some excitement in his dull days.

The most famous thing in the Song Dynasty is the brothels, this... must be there.

I really want to have a sweet love that lasts until the end of the stairs.

His life in the previous life was not hard, but due to financial reasons, he had not tried such fascinating love many times.

I can’t let myself be wronged in this life!

While I was thinking, a ball of flesh rolled over and looked very familiar.

Then, Zhao Xiaoqian was grabbed by the wrist by Zhao Hao and pulled out of the gate.

"My son, come with me. I'll take you to do something."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned.

Before Zhao Hao could explain, he pushed him into the carriage outside the door.

The two of them sat down in the carriage, and it started moving straight towards Tianbo Gate.

After leaving the city gate, I saw a Taoist temple standing in the plain.

The Taoist temple covers a very large area, nearly 500 acres, with more than 2,000 halls and houses of various sizes.

To be honest, the imperial palace in Bianjing City is even more shabby than it.

There was a heavy hustle and bustle of traffic outside the Taoist temple. The six-zhang-wide Beijing Road was completely blocked. People were coming in and out of the Taoist temple. The people on the road had pious expressions on their faces, holding incense in their hands, and some even kowtowed every three steps and prostrated themselves in worship.

Zhao Xiaoqian was a little surprised sitting in the carriage: "This is..."

Zhao Hao grinned: "Yuqing Palace, haven't you heard of it?"

Zhao Xiaoqian shook his head.

Zhao Hao sighed, "That's right. You haven't left the palace for many years. The people and things outside must be very unfamiliar to you."

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded hurriedly. His biological father was still the best. When he came to this strange world, he really knew nothing, but his biological father had already found a reason for him.

Even if the road is blocked, you will reach your destination if you keep walking.

The prince of the Song Dynasty naturally had privileges. With the imperial guards leading the way, the carriage from the palace quickly arrived at the gate of the Taoist temple unimpeded.

The father and son got off the carriage, and an old Taoist priest in a purple robe with an immortal look came up to them with a smile.

"I, Qingyang, pay my respects to His Majesty the King of Chu. I pay my respects..."

Before he could finish his words, the old Taoist suddenly looked tense. He subconsciously clamped his legs together and took two steps back with an expression that said, "Don't get close to me."

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at him and felt a little strange.

What does that mean? Do you think I'd molest him? That's too much! I don't have that kind of thing!
The scene was a bit awkward. Zhao Hao coughed dryly twice and leaned close to Zhao Xiaoqian's ear and said, "My son, don't you recognize him? A few days ago, you were unconscious, and your father asked him to come to your house to exorcise the evil spirit. You shouted 'Eggs are coming', and then..."

Zhao Xiaoqian was shocked: "Could it be..."

Zhao Hao nodded silently: "Yes, it's his egg that came..." Zhao Xiaoqian was embarrassed. This... was purely an accident. The position where his egg appeared was really cool.

Zhao Hao sighed: "This old Taoist Qingyang is a real person who was conferred by the late Emperor Shenzong."

"From what I've seen today, the Immortal's beard seems to have become much thinner, and his voice has become sharper. I'm afraid my son will become a Kun Dao after this grab. How will the royal family of the Great Song Dynasty feel..."

If you are wrong, stand at attention. Zhao Xiaoqian took a step forward, and True Man Qingyang took two steps back with a look of fear on his face.

"Please forgive me, Master. I was not in my right mind that day and was arrested by mistake... Well, anyway, I'm sorry!"

The attitude of the apology was very proper. Zhao Xiaoqian was full of guilt. The other person was just performing a shaman dance to cheat some money from incense offerings. What did he do wrong?

The prince has already apologized, so even if True Man Qingyang hated him so much that he wanted to kill him, he didn't have the courage to do so.

Not only that, the prince's "I'm sorry" must be exchanged for "It's okay".

True Man Qingyang forced a smile and said, "It's alright, Prince, there's no need to be so polite. It's all just a misunderstanding."

Taoist Qingyang led the father and son into the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is called "Yuqing Palace", and its full name is "Yuqing Zhaoying Palace". It was built during the reign of Emperor Zhenzong. So far, it is the largest Taoist temple in the Song Dynasty.

Not only does it have many believers among the people, but even some of the royal family's major annual sacrificial activities are held in this Taoist temple.

However, this Taoist temple was too large and was criticized by many people both at that time and in later generations. It covered an area of ​​nearly 500 acres and had more than 2,000 halls and houses, and its construction consumed too much of the people's money.

This has led many subjects to question to this day whether the statues enshrined in Taoist temples are there to save people from suffering or to bring suffering to the world.

The father and son entered the Zhenwu Hall. Zhao Hao and Zhao Xiaoqian knelt in front of the statue of Daojun and bowed their heads in worship.

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't really believe in ghosts and gods, so his kneeling was perfunctory. He kowtowed while his eyes were darting around.

But Zhao Hao was very sincere. He knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times very firmly. He also burned incense to the Taoist Emperor, and then knelt in front of the Taoist Emperor's statue and muttered to himself.

"I, Zhao Hao, a believer from Bianjing, prayed devoutly the day before yesterday, begging the Dao Lord to show mercy and save my son Xiaoqian from life and death. Now my son is safe and sound. I, Zhao Hao, have brought him here to fulfill my vow and thank the Dao Lord. I bow again and again."

After muttering, Zhao Hao kowtowed to the statue of Daojun, again and again, so hard that his forehead soon became red and swollen.

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned and turned his head to look at Zhao Hao in a trance.

Zhao Hao's appearance is very ordinary, and his figure is even more difficult to describe.

However, at this moment, Zhao Hao's expression was calm, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a holy halo. His pious look of fulfilling his vow for his son was like a sharp arrow, piercing through Zhao Xiaoqian's closed heart.

Yes, since traveling through time, Zhao Xiaoqian's heart has been closed. He is carefully observing this strange world. He is watching the world's joys and sorrows with indifference from the perspective of an observer.

Zhao Xiaoqian still felt unfamiliar with his father Zhao Hao. He had no interest in randomly recognizing him as his father. The purpose of saving Zhao Hao that day was not entirely for him. The greater purpose was to save himself.

However, at this moment, every time Zhao Hao kowtowed, it felt like a collision with Zhao Xiaoqian's heart.

Again and again, the seal in Zhao Xiaoqian's heart was broken.

The sunshine of this strange world suddenly fills every corner of my heart.

The world is still so strange, but the person in front of me is the only warmth.

"Father..." Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes turned slightly red, and then he quickly turned his head and looked at the almighty Taoist.

Zhao Hao's forehead was red and swollen, and his expression was serious: "Don't say anything, you should also kowtow to the Taoist Master, and be sincere. The Taoist Master saved you."

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled, but still kowtowed to Daojun seriously, again and again.

He still did not believe in God, but at this moment he was willing to bow to God.

(End of this chapter)