Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling left the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and went directly to the palace.

She was followed by several people, some in purple robes and white beardless, some in green robes, some men and women, old and young.

They all stayed outside the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and waited. When Chu Ling came out, they immediately formed a tight protection circle.

In order not to embarrass them, Chu Ling avoided the bustling and lively Suzaku Avenue and walked through the alleys.

She didn't think much about strolling on Suzaku Avenue.

It was not interesting to stroll on Suzaku Avenue alone, but it was really interesting when she was with Xu Qingluo and others.

She walked lightly through two alleys and came to a wide avenue.

This avenue was paved with white jade, ten feet wide, spotless, and every hundred meters there was an eunuch sweeping.

It was empty, flat and smooth.

This avenue was the emperor's special avenue, called the Imperial Street.

Outsiders were not allowed to walk on it.

Chu Ling didn't care about this. She stepped on the smooth and clean Imperial Road, feeling the smoothness and flexibility of the white jade, and was in high spirits.

The guards shook their heads helplessly, but they couldn't stop her.

Who made her favored? If it were someone else, they wouldn't have the courage to walk the emperor's imperial road.

Chu Ling walked along the imperial road unimpeded, came to the forbidden palace, and went straight to Antai Palace, waving at a young and clever eunuch.

The eunuch was dressed in a purple robe, with his sleeves rolled up, standing at the bottom of the eighteen steps of Antai Palace. When he saw Chu Ling coming, he hurried to greet her.

"Zhou An, what is your father doing?"

"Meet Her Royal Highness the Fifteenth Princess." Zhou An hurriedly bowed and said in a low voice: "I'm talking to His Royal Highness Prince Duan."

"No outsiders?"

"Yes, the gentlemen just went out."

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look." Chu Ling waved her jade hand and walked straight in.

Zhou An hurriedly followed, step by step: "Princess, how about I go in and report?"

Chu Ling suddenly stopped, thought about it, turned around and walked back.

Zhou An was startled and hurriedly followed again.

Chu Ling glanced at him and said, "I'll go to my mother's place. After my father sees my second brother, he will ask him to come over."

"...Yes." Zhou An agreed helplessly, "I will report to the emperor."

Chu Ling waved her jade hand and went to the queen's place.

The queen was cultivating a vegetable garden in her palace.

She was wearing simple clothes, a little powder and rouge, and a plain dress and a hairpin.

But she was born beautiful, and even a plain dress and a hairpin could not hide her beauty and noble grace, which was different from ordinary peasant women.

"Mother, what is this...?"

"Didn't you say that the vegetables you grow yourself are tastier? I'll try to open two vegetable gardens."

"Mother, it's winter now."

"Didn't you say that the vegetable gardens in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple are still growing?"

"They use holy water to irrigate, of course it's different."

"We also use holy water."

"Is it so extravagant?"

"Dilute the holy water and save one or two cups a day. It should also be effective." The queen smiled and said, "At most, it won't work. It doesn't matter. I'm just sitting around doing nothing."

"That's true." Chu Ling nodded: "Compared to being bored, growing vegetables is indeed more interesting."

"Why did you come back so early today?" The queen got up and left the vegetable garden. She took the towel handed over by the colorful palace maid and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead: "The sun is rising from the west. Are you willing to come back so early?"

Usually, she would not return to the palace until dark. It seemed that she would only come back when she had no choice. She had to wait for her to come back after dinner.

"I have something to ask my father." Chu Ling took the queen's arm, came to the pavilion, and personally brewed tea and handed it to her.

The queen took it and sipped it: "Master, why don't you want to see us?"

"Well, he won't." Chu Ling shook her head: "It's useless for me to talk to him, he just won't agree."

"Then don't force it." The queen said: "When your ninth brother left, he still told you to go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple less."

"Ninth brother is just worrying about nothing!" Chu Ling was angry: "When will he come back?"

"He cares about you." The queen smiled and said: "He said he would go back to see you, and he will be back soon."

The two talked a little more, and the queen soon smiled.

Chu Ling has a strange ability to make people happy. Just a few words to her will make her feel better and relaxed.

They had just finished a cup of tea when Emperor Chu Xiong came over.

"Father——!" Chu Ling jumped out of the pavilion lightly, landed in front of Chu Xiong, and took his arm.

Chu Xiong is a sturdy man with a square face, fair and gentle, with a faint glow, eyes like cold stars, and a majestic demeanor.

However, his appearance is only slightly eye-catching when walking on the street. It is hard to imagine that he is the king of a country, the emperor of Daqian.

He looked solemn, but when he saw Chu Ling, his cold eyes suddenly contained a smile, and his solemn face became smiling.

He walked into the pavilion with a smile, and the queen stood up to greet him, saying with a smile: "Could this girl come back early?"

"It's rare." Chu Xiong sat down, took the teacup handed by the queen, and took a sip: "He also asked Zhou An to pass on the news. What's the matter? Is there any military and national affairs?"

Chu Ling took out the letter from his arms with a giggle and handed it to Chu Xiong: "Father, this is what Monk Fakong asked me to give to you."

Chu Xiong was stunned: "Fakong?"

"Yes." Chu Ling nodded: "He also told me solemnly that I must not peek, but I don't think he wrote many words."

Chu Xiong pondered for a moment.

The Queen whispered, "Your Majesty, don't you want to open it and take a look?"

Chu Xiong shook his head, "Fakong should know the rules, but I didn't expect to break them first."

"What rules?" Chu Ling asked curiously: "Writing a letter to your father is breaking the rules?"

"Well, it can be regarded as breaking the tacit understanding." Chu Xiong nodded: "But it's good to see what he wrote. It must be something unusual."

He was afraid of Fakong's magical powers. Fakong could exist, but he couldn't appear in front of him.

This was the rule he set.

Including Fakong can't participate in royal affairs, can't get involved in national affairs, and can't contact him.

Now Fakong took the lead in breaking the tacit understanding and rules, it must be something important.

He tore open the envelope, took out the letter and unfolded it. When he saw the words on it, his face sank slightly.

Although Chu Ling was favored, she was also careless and unruly at ordinary times, but at this time she was very disciplined and never interfered in government affairs or cared about the affairs of the court.

She didn't peek, but just stared at the emperor's face.

The queen was the same.

The two looked at his face, obviously not an ordinary thing.

As an emperor, he has seen many ups and downs, and has become numb. His heart has become calm and his expression will not change easily.

Chu Ling looked at him carefully: "Father, did he scold you in the letter?"

Chu Xiong shook his head: "You girl, what are you thinking about? You can think of this!"

Chu Ling smiled and said: "What happened? What big thing happened? We can't know, right?"

"Well, it's better if you don't know." Chu Xiong said.

The queen said softly: "Master Fakong knows the limit. If it is not a very urgent and important matter, he will not write to you, the emperor, right?"

"... Yes." Chu Xiong nodded slowly.

"Oh, father, if you don't say it, forget it, I'm going to play first." Chu Ling got up and was about to leave.

Chu Xiong said, "Are you really not curious?"

"Father, you don't say anything, and the monk doesn't say anything either, so what's the point of me being curious?" Chu Ling said, "I still have to continue practicing."

"Practicing..." Chu Xiong nodded gently, "Practicing is good, and you can't neglect practicing at any time. You really haven't been lazy recently."

"Father, do you think I'm fooling around under the guise of practicing?" Chu Ling said proudly, "You didn't expect that I was really practicing, right?"

Chu Xiong smiled.

He said a few words to Chu Ling, and his mood relaxed, no longer heavy and depressed.

Chu Ling said, "There's nothing I can do about it. Even if I like to play, Qingluo and the others are all crazy about practicing, so I can only practice with them."

"Well, then go." Chu Xiong said.

Chu Ling bowed and smiled at the queen: "Mother, I will come back after dinner tonight. You don't have to wait for me. Lin Feiyang's cooking skills are getting better and better, even better than the imperial chefs in the palace."

"You girl!" The queen said angrily: "You are not allowed to eat dinner outside. You must come back to eat!"

"...Okay." Chu Ling agreed reluctantly.

Seeing her mother's resolute expression, she agreed.

After Chu Ling left lightly, the queen looked at Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong waved his hand.

The surrounding maids and eunuchs immediately retreated.

Only Chu Xiong and the queen were sitting in the pavilion outside the palace.

The whole palace suddenly became empty and deserted.

Such a large palace is really not suitable for few people.

Chu Xiong handed the letter to the Queen: "Take a look."

The Queen took it solemnly, and after reading those words, her face changed slightly, and her eyebrows frowned: "Your Majesty, this..."

"I don't believe it either." Chu Xiong sighed: "I don't want to believe it either!"

"... The Green-clothed Foreign Secretary and the Hidden Dragon Guard haven't heard about this news, right?" The Queen said softly.

Chu Xiong shook his head slowly.

"What about Qin Gongfeng..." The Queen hesitated.

Qin Qianli, the old supervisor of the Imperial Observatory, is a worshiper in the Forbidden Palace. He has never given up the cultivation of the Imperial Observatory's mind method over the years, and his fire has become more and more profound.

He can observe the sky and know the future good and bad.

"He didn't tell me about this."

"I heard from Ling'er that Master Fakong's magic passed through people," the Queen said softly: "My mother and I have always been curious and want to experience it in person to see whether it is exaggerated or true. After all, supernatural powers are legends. Your Majesty, you are also half-believing and half-doubting about supernatural powers, right?"

Chu Xiong shook his head.

Seeing him like this, the Queen knew that he still didn't agree to let her see Master Fakong, and said softly: "The Green-robed Foreign Secretary and the Hidden Dragon Guards didn't find it, and Qin Gongfeng didn't find it either. Did Master Fakong see it through his supernatural powers? The clairvoyance..."

"Who knows?" Chu Xiong didn't comment.

The Queen said: "But Master Fakong is unusually calm and steady, and he acts with stability as the main thing..."

"Feng'er, do you think what Master Fakong said is true?"

"Why would Master Fakong lie to the emperor? There is no benefit but only harm, right?" The Queen said softly: "Unless he is wrong, but..."

She shook her head gently: "Master is a person who seeks stability. I'm afraid he won't easily say such things if he is not sure."

"Yes——!" Chu Xiong sighed and looked up at the sky.

The sun was bright in the sky, but he didn't feel warm at all. Looking at the white snow on the top of the palace, he couldn't help but remain silent, his mind drifting away.