The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 14 Fasting (1)()

In the afternoon, Zhao Tong took a bath and changed into plain clothes, and moved into the Taoist temple. He planned to fast here for three days and pray for the emperor. Nowadays, people often say, 'If you don't want people to forget you, don't forget them.'

, if he wants the emperor to still remember that he has a son a hundred miles away, he has to find a way to make the emperor remember him. Maybe he will let himself return to the capital as soon as he is happy. He doesn't want to stay in this country for the rest of his life.

Although the Taoist temple had been cleaned a long time ago, no one was living in it for a while, and it looked unusually cold and less popular. In the temple, Zhao Tao placed three plates of snacks and three plates of fruits on the altar table, and lit two candles in front of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Arm thick red candle

, took Jianxi's hand and lit the incense on the candle, knelt down on the futon "devoutly" and bowed twice, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the altar table. Even after the ceremony was completed, the two men came down to replace the incense candle.

The incident of Xiao Huangmen.

The living room of the temple owner is in the east side hall. The Taoist temple is not large in scale. It is said that the hall is just a suite. The outer room is where Qingyun entertains guests and reads. The inner room sleeps. Now it has become Zhao Tong's temporary residence. On the wall is a hanging of Laozi riding a bull.

On the exit map, there is a soft couch on the ground, which looks like a small Japanese tatami. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the long low table. There is an incense burner with sandalwood burning in it. It exudes a light aroma and makes people feel refreshed.

A jolt.

"The items here are all used by this old guy Qingyun, right?" Zhao Tao took off his shoes and sat on the soft couch, half-lying lazily and said. There were two braziers lit in the room, using fine silver charcoal.

There is no smoke, so the room is warm and does not feel cold.

"Second Master, yes!" The charcoal stove on the low table was boiling water. Jianxi made a cup of tea for Zhao Ta and said, "Qingyun was so frightened that he ran away without taking anything with him except the clothes on his body!

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"You don't even have any money?"

"Damn, I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't even seen a single coin. I think I took them all away." Jian Xi couldn't help but curse, but he quickly reacted, looked up at the prince's joking smile, and quickly explained:

"Second Master, I really didn't hide it secretly this time, he did take all the money away!"

"Okay, seeing that you're scared, I just said casually that he only has a living in the house, and he also has to make elixirs. We won't have much left over from the little money we gave him!" Zhao Tong kicked him with his foot and was happy!

Said at once.

"Second Master, you scared me so much!" Jian Xi said with a long breath. Ever since Zhao Tao exposed his corruption, he has been afraid of finding fault with him. Now that his status is hard-won, he

I don't want to sweep the floor and empty the toilet.

"Hehe, I really like the way you curse, you look like a man!" Zhao Tong scratched Jianxi's armpit with his foot and said.

"Second Master, please don't make fun of me," Jian Xi said with a sad face. He had been in the palace since he was a child and had no penis, so he was most afraid of others mentioning this.

"Jianxi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it!" Zhao Tong regretted it after saying it. He knew that he had made a mistake. Wasn't he calling someone stupid in front of a dwarf?

Jian Xi was startled after hearing this. They were slaves just to make their master happy, not to mention making fun of him. Even if he beat him to death, no one would apologize to him. "Second Master" his eyes were red and he was always sharp-tongued.

He didn't know what to say, but he was happy in his heart, which meant that the prince regarded him as a human being, not a dispensable slave who was only used to be driven.

"Jianxi, how do you write the congratulatory note to my father?" Zhao Tong sat up straight, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

"Second Master, aren't you embarrassed? I don't know a lot of Chinese characters, so how can I write a congratulatory note?" Jian Xi said with a face uglier than that of his dead father.

"Then what should I do? I can't write, and you can't write either!" Zhao Tong tapped his finger on the short desk and whispered, "That gentleman should be able to write, but damn he ran away, we can't just find him

If I write it personally, it would seem disrespectful to my father!" He was really embarrassed.

, asking him to write a congratulatory note in classical Chinese would be worse than asking him to hang himself. Of course, he would not hang himself if he couldn't write it. Zhao Tong thought to himself that he had never learned this thing from elementary school to university. It is really only when the book is put to use that he will regret it.

I can't even copy one of them from memory.

Jian Xi gently refilled the prince's water and stepped aside. If he hadn't seen the prince's fingers moving, he would have thought that the prince had fallen asleep. Jian Xi had seen Huang Jingchen look like this when he was thinking about a problem,

I just don’t understand why a child would put on such a serious look.

"Yes!" Zhao Tong suddenly straightened up and said, "Jianxi, prepare your pen and ink. Second Master, I'm going to start writing a congratulatory note!" After hearing the prince's instructions, Jianxi quickly summoned a small yellow doorman to go to the warehouse to get something for the emperor.

The paper used to write memorials is all specially made, but Qingyun does not have any.

It was already dark, and more than a dozen lanterns had been lit in the yard. He breathed a sigh of relief in his hands and rubbed his ears. The prince had been writing congratulations all afternoon. He had not eaten dinner yet, and he was not allowed to go in and disturb him.

, I am afraid of being summoned by the prince, so I don’t dare to go far, so I can only suffer the cold here!

"Jianxi, come in!" The prince's voice finally came from the house, and Jianxi quickly picked up the food box and entered the house.

"I've finally finished writing. Writing this is even more tiring than squatting on a horse!" Zhao Tong stood up, took a long stretch, and kept complaining.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard, are you hungry?" Jianxi quickly added charcoal to the charcoal basin that was about to go out, took off the lampshade and replaced it with a candle.

"You seal the congratulatory form and send it away early tomorrow morning!" Zhao Tong opened the food box, took a piece of snack and took a bite.

"Yes, my lord, please wash your hands first before eating!" Jianxi put the memorial written by Zhao Tong into a small box, picked a piece of fire paint, melted it in the brazier and stuck it on the box, stamped it while it was hot, and saw that the prince had already eaten it.

I got on and said quickly.

"I'm not clean. I'm not sick after eating, but I'm starving!" Zhao Tong said as he stuffed all the snacks into his mouth and washed his hands in the basin.

While Zhao Tong was washing his hands, Jianxi had already cleaned up the table and put the dishes in the food box one by one. "Jianxi, aren't you a vegetarian? Why are there fish and meat?" He pointed at the food on the table and said.

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"Second Master, the cook who came back this time is very skilled. He learned vegetarianism at Xiangguo Temple. This is fake steamed sheep, three delicacies, real chicken, fish, and fake roasted duck for rice, too sliced ​​lamb with preserved rice, fried

Fake mullet, rice with three fresh noodles, and a few snacks, which may sound meaty, but are actually vegetarian!" Jianxi said, naming the dishes one by one.

"It doesn't matter, whether it's meat or vegetarian, eat until you're full first!" Zhao Tong picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, "Jianxi, you didn't eat it either!" He looked up and suddenly saw Jianxi swallowing hard.

, realizing that he must not have eaten either.

"Second Master, I'll wait for you before eating!" Jian Xi said with a smile.

"Sit down and eat together. I can't finish all this food by myself!" Zhao Tong pointed to his side and said.

"Second Master, I am a servant. How dare I eat with my master? You eat first, I'm not hungry!" Jian Xi said in fear.

"Shit, there's no one else here. You've been busy for a long time, so you must be hungry already!" Zhao Tong couldn't help but pull Jianxi to sit down, and gave him a pair of chopsticks.

"Master!" Jian Xi shouted, stood up suddenly and knelt down. When he raised his head, tears were streaming down his face.

"Jian Xi, what are you doing? Get up quickly!" Zhao Tao was startled. He didn't expect Jian Xi to be like this. He quickly put down his chopsticks and pulled him up and sat down next to him. "Jian Xi, I'm leaving the palace.

Since then, you have only been with me every day. On the day I met the assassin, even though you were scared to death, you still stood in front of me. I regard you as a relative and my brother!"

"Second Master, do you really regard me as your brother?"

"Of course, don't you treat me as a brother?"

"I have lost my relatives a long time ago! The second master is willing to treat me as a relative, Jianxi" Jianxi kowtowed to Zhao Tong again. His parents died early and he was left alone. The only repayment was for his uncle, who was greedy for a few taels of money and found someone to take him.

After being castrated and sent to the palace, he no longer had extravagant hopes for family affection. Zhao Tong's words deeply touched his long-quiet heart.

"Okay, if you keep crying, the house will be flooded, and we won't have to eat our food!" Zhao Tong wiped his tears with his sleeves, pushed him a bowl of noodles and said jokingly.

Both of them were hungry, so they swept away the food. Jianxi collected the dishes and made a cup of tea for Zhao Tong, "Second Master, I heard two thunder blasts that day, and the assassin died. Is it really like that?"

Like a god, he sent a thunder from the sky!" Jian Xi asked, sitting down next to Zhao Tong. This question had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Hey, if only I had that ability, you would have seen the thing that killed the assassin!" Zhao Tong said with a smile.

"I've seen it before, no!" Jian Xi thought for a while, but couldn't remember it, so he shook his head blankly and said.

"This is it!" Zhao Tong took out the revolver from his arms and put it on the table.

"This?!" Jianxi reached out to touch it and quickly retracted his hand, looking scared.

"Don't be afraid. You helped me find someone to make these things. After installing them together, I won't recognize you?"

"Oh, why does it look familiar? It turns out that this is what the second master asked me to do! But how can such a small thing be so powerful?" Jianxi looked at it carefully, but still didn't dare to touch it, so he touched his head.

said.

"Come on, you will know after you try it!" Zhao Tong gave a demonstration of holding a gun, handed the gun to Jian Xi, helped him pull the hammer, and asked him to aim the muzzle of the gun at the copper incense burner under the portrait.

, signaling him to pull the trigger.

There was a crisp sound of 'bang', and a puff of smoke rose up in the room. Jian Xi closed his eyes in fear, shook his hand and the gun fell to the ground. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Go and have a look!"

"Zhao Tong smiled and pointed to the incense burner that fell on the ground. Jian Xi walked over and picked it up and looked at it. There was a transparent hole as thick as a thumb on it.

"It's amazing. Human bones are not as hard as this!" Jianxi said as he shook the incense burner and stuck out his tongue.

"Jianxi, this guy is a life saver, and it's also a secret between the two of us. Don't tell anyone, including Huang Daguan, without my permission!" Zhao Tong picked up the gun and said.

"Don't worry, Second Master, I will never reveal it to anyone!" Jian Xi nodded vigorously and said, secretly thinking that the prince trusts him so much that even if he kills himself, he will not tell the secret. He is just a little curious about how the prince can think of it.

He was only a child when he made this kind of weapon, but he didn't dare to ask.