When Spring Comes

Is it enough to avoid it? Huachun asked her with her eyes.

Qing Qiao nodded. Although I don't know how clever Monk Zhili is in rituals, he can't afford to hide, and he can't hurt her even so far away, right?

"Okay." Huachun nodded: "Then let Master Zhili come back, and I will go to Zichen Palace with you."

"Yes."

Rui Er ran out to spread the word, Hua Chun changed her clothes and slowly walked up the palace road, pulling the green curls. Now that she has a big belly, it is not safe to sit on her shoulders, but a walk is good for her body.

Master Zhili was dragged back just as soon as he arrived at Lenggong, and the people around him were a little embarrassed. They were talking about it in a lively manner. Who would have thought that Concubine Dee would change his mind again.

"Our wife has a clear conscience." Ruier said: "It was troublesome, but after listening to the master said so serious, let's do something."

Zhili folded his hands together and read the Buddha's name, let the people behind him spread everything in the yard, and then raised the talisman paper around.

"The mother is not in this palace?" After watching for a while, he suddenly asked.

Rui'er nodded: "The empress doesn't like these things, she has already gone to Zichen Hall."

Zhili was taken aback, turned his head and looked in the direction of Zichen Hall, his eyes darkened.

The emperor was discussing matters in the front hall of the Zichen Hall. He was relieved when he heard that Concubine De was willing to let the Hall of Yangxin do things. He was about to finish the discussion and take a look. He saw Gong Gong Qin coming in solemnly and said: "Your Majesty, Master Zhili asks to see you."

Standing beside them were reliable people like Tang Yue and Lu Sanbian. The emperor didn't let him evade, and directly invited Zhili in.

"Your Majesty." Zhili looked serious and said after coming up to salute: "The poor monk has found the source of the disaster."

"Oh?" Yu Wenjie pursed his lips: "What is it?"

"The poor monk's master once taught some yin and yang words to the poor monk. If a person is reincarnated, has not cleared his memory, and still has entanglements in his previous life, his body will be extremely yin qi, and over time will harm the people around him." Zhili said. : "Although I don't know if this statement is correct, the poor monk can infer that the Yin Qi in the Hall of Yangxin has nothing to do with the palace, but is related to the Concubine.

My heart sank, the emperor frowned: "What do you say?"

"When the empress is in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, the poor monk can obviously feel that the Hall of Nourishing the Heart is extremely dark. Once the mother is gone, the Hall of Nourishing the Heart is still normal." Zhili said: "So, it is also normal. It can only be related to the empress."

Everyone present took a deep breath, and Yu Wenjie sank his face: "If there is no conclusive evidence, the master said it would be detrimental to Concubine De."

"The poor monk has no evidence." He said: "But the emperor can contact the latest thing and think together, why all the good deeds done in the name of the concubine De concubine have all the problems? Why is the wind and the rain smooth, when the concubine De concubine is about to give birth. , Will there be sudden disasters everywhere?"

Either De Fei has a problem, or there is a problem with the child in her stomach.

Tang Yue and Lu Sanbian glanced at each other, and both frowned slightly. The emperor was silent for a while, then asked: "What is the memory of the past life that the master said before?"

"That's what the poor monk said, some people will not drink Meng Po soup when they are reincarnated, and save the memory of their previous life. People with such obsessions are generally lovers. In order to find someone in the next life, they would rather suffer the pain of purgatory. ."

It sounds ridiculous. Lu Sanbian couldn't help but interject: "If there is such a thing, then everyone will definitely be willing to keep the memories of past lives. Even if there is no one to look for, he can be a child prodigy since childhood."

"No." Zhili shook his head: "Everything comes at a price. It is written in Buddhist scriptures that people who don't drink Mengpo soup have to stay in purgatory for half a month and suffer the pain of burning fire every day. They are very patient. , So if there is no utter obsession, no one would choose to keep the memory."

"The more you talk, the more **** you get." Tang Yue frowned: "The master's Buddhism, those of us in the world, don't know much about it, but if we use these things as the basis to count the disaster on the head of Concubine De, she would be too wronged. Up."

Zhili bowed his head. In fact, he didn't have a deep sense in his heart. It's just that now he is more and more admired. He can only be a little more minded and dig out what he has learned.

The emperor lowered his eyes and said: "What Prime Minister Tang said makes sense. Empress Defei is pregnant and she doesn't like to do dharma affairs. Since there is no definite evidence, then don't disturb her. Let the dharma affairs do so for the time being, Master. Please go back."

"Amitabha Buddha." Zhili bowed, sighed softly, turned and followed the palace man to walk out.

The hall fell silent, Lu Sanbian and Tang Yue were thinking about this, the emperor frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Do you believe Zhili's words?"

Tang Yue and Lu San shook their heads together: "The officials don't believe these things."

"What if it is true?" Yu Wenjie said with a heavy tone: "What if she really retains the memory of her previous life..."

Lu Sanbian shook his head. Just about to defend Concubine De, he listened to the emperor's next sentence: "Then who did she love in her last life? She is so persistent?"

Lu Sanbian: "..."

Is this the point? The point shouldn’t be that if Zhili’s words are taken seriously, then there will be continuous disasters in the beam if the concubine De is left!

Unable to laugh or cry, Tang Yue said, "It seems that the saint really likes the empress."

With a stern face, the emperor said: "It's just a woman, talk about whether you like it or not. Go ahead and take care of the disaster relief."

"Yes." The two of them agreed and quit together.

Ancient science was underdeveloped, and the degree of superstition in ghosts and gods was 80% higher than in modern times, so although everyone said they did not believe it, they were somewhat skeptical in their hearts.

Back in the apse, Yu Wenjie stared at Huachun, carefully looking at it from top to bottom.

"What's the matter?" Huachun raised an eyebrow.

"Have you...had you regretted since entering the palace?" he asked.

Why are you asking about this suddenly? Huachun was surprised, but she still thought about it seriously: "There is nothing to regret."

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Yu Wenjie actually curled his lips for an unprecedented time, looking in a very good mood.

Even if she had some unbelievable fetters in her previous life, seeing her choices in this life, it must have something to do with him, so he was relieved.

"Master Zhili told you anything?" Huachun asked with a frown.

The emperor shook his head: "He said that everything in the palace is normal, and after the ritual, no strange things will happen again."

"That's it, that's good." Huachun nodded: "The concubine will return to the Hall of Heart Raising."

"Let's spend it here tonight." The emperor said: "You are not afraid to be tired if you walk around?"