As soon as Zhao Yizhi took off his clothes and lay down on the bed, Wang Zhenliang came outside the palace: "Your Majesty, I have come to the city to see the Shaolin Master at Songshan Mountain."
"Who? Where?" Zhao Yizhi thought he heard wrongly.
Wang Zhenliang repeated: "The Shaolin abbot who came to Songshan City brought a Shaolin disciple to seek an audience."
Zhao Yizhi got up and ordered Wang Zhenliang to come in: "Shaolin? Why did you come to the palace to see me in the middle of the night? Can't you tell me tomorrow?"
"Ah! He guessed it! He said that if His Majesty orders to see you tomorrow, let the old slave report to Your Majesty, you can meet tomorrow, but seeing tomorrow has tomorrow's cause, and seeing today has today's effect. This Shaolin monk has two brushes. Ah..." Wang Zhenliang said with emotion.
Zhao Yizhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's so late at night. If you want to see anyone, you'll have to wait until tomorrow... Could it be that you only came to report after receiving the benefits?" Zhao Yizhi looked at Wang Zhenliang, groping up and down his body to see if there were any The bulging place.
Wang Zhenliang shook his head repeatedly: "This is absolutely not the case! Seeing that Your Majesty and Duke Wu Dining are more concerned about Jianghu affairs recently, I dare not neglect them."
Zhao Yizhi put on his clothes and ordered: "Okay, I'm not sleepy now anyway. Since you're here, just bring them in. I want to see what they want to do with me."
Wang Zhenliang responded and went to summon him.
Zhao Yizhi is no stranger to the sect of Shaolin. Every martial arts and martial arts game in later generations has a place for Shaolin. However, he is not interested in Shaolin. There are many monks in later generations who cheat the world and steal their reputation. Coupled with his good impression of Guan Chenzi and the existence of Zhenyang Mountain, Shaolin is even more dispensable to him. It's just that Shaolin is also a famous sect, so don't neglect it.
Soon, footsteps sounded at the door. Wang Zhenliang entered the room first, and then invited two Shaolin monks in. There is an old man and a young man. The old one looks like he is from ancient times. The younger one looks like he is in his early twenties and looks very simple and honest.
Zhao Yizhi sensed the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, and Chen Congwei also rushed to the vicinity of Zhao Yizhi's palace. If anything changes, they can rush to rescue as soon as possible.
"The poor monk brought his disciples to meet His Majesty." The old monk clasped his hands together and bowed in salute. The young monk behind him followed suit.
Zhao Yizhi raised his hand to support him: "Master, there is no need to be polite. I wonder if you want to see me late at night. What's the important thing?"
"I came here to save you." Jianwen lowered his eyelids, as if he was saying a very ordinary thing.
When Zhao Yizhi heard the word "rescue", his spirit was quite tense. Within a few breaths, his consciousness extended, and Zhao Yizhi had a clear view of the entire Jinling City. There was nothing strange about it.
Zhao Yizhi withdrew his consciousness, opened his eyes and said tentatively: "Master, monks don't lie, but don't tell lies."
After seeing this, he smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face gathered together: "Your Majesty actually knows that monks do not lie, and it seems that they are destined to my Buddhist family. It is not in vain for Pindao and his disciples to attack day and night."
Zhao Yizhi pondered for a moment, and seeing that the old monk didn't look like he was joking, he was a little skeptical: "May I ask Master, where does the danger come from?"
After hearing this, he shook his head and said: "If you don't tell me, it's not dangerous, but if you tell me, it's extremely dangerous! My disciple has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child. Having him by your Majesty's side may solve this problem."
"Practice...Buddhism?" Zhao Yizhi's eyes widened, thinking that he heard wrongly: "There are evil souls in the palace...making trouble?"
"Hahahahaha, the palace is peaceful, where does the filth come from?" The old monk seemed to have heard a funny joke, and the folds on his face squeezed each other with laughter. When Zhao Yizhi saw it, he felt at ease inexplicably and did not feel disgusted...
"Then...okay." Zhao Yizhi couldn't bear to brush off the old monk's good intentions. The monks' robes on the two of them were shabby. It looked like they had not been very relaxed along the way.
Zhao Yizhi finally sat up from his chair: "What about you, Master?"
"There are still important things in the temple, and the poor monk will go back now. I wish your majesty to turn the bad luck into good luck." After the old monk finished speaking, he bowed and walked out of the room without waiting for Zhao Yizhi's order, and left alone.
Wang Zhenliang muttered at the side: "It's so rude... No wonder the late emperor did not grant the title of Shaolin, but the title of Zhenyang..."
Zhao Yi stared at the young monk in front of him, and saw that he had a handsome face and clear features. If he were not a monk, he would be a handsome man who had harmed many ignorant girls.
"What...what do you know?" Zhao Yizhi asked hesitantly.
"Your Majesty, the young monk will recite sutras." The young monk Liao Chen replied.
Zhao Yizhi choked: "Reciting sutras...Okay...it's just that it's inconvenient to live in the palace. You are a Shaolin disciple, and I can't send someone to watch you all day long. Let's do this, Mr. Wang, take this young master outside the palace." I'm looking for a place to stay, and the food and clothing expenses are all on me for the time being."
Wang Zhenliang agreed and would lead the way for Chen.
Unexpectedly, the young monk shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, the young monk cannot leave the palace. Master asked the young monk to stay in the palace. If Your Majesty leaves the palace, the young monk must accompany you and cannot be five feet away from Your Majesty."
"What's the point of this? Don't think that just because His Majesty is wise and virtuous, you can blame His Majesty! As a man, what's wrong with you living in the palace? Could it be that you are like that... so-and-so who sends people to watch prisoners every day? I can only do it with you!" Wang Zhenliang shouted from the side.
It's no wonder Wang Zhenliang is anxious. Except for the guards who guard the palace, no one else, especially men, can stay in the palace at all. This principle has not changed for many years. The Zhou family has been on good terms with the royal family for generations and has never violated this rule. How can they break this centuries-old rule for a little monk?
Liao Chen turned a deaf ear to Wang Zhenliang's words and looked directly at Zhao Yizhi, waiting for his answer.
Zhao Yizhi frowned and said, "There is something wrong with living in the palace..."
"The young monk can sleep on the palace wall at night, as long as he doesn't leave the palace gate." Liao Chen said stubbornly.
Zhao Yizhi wanted to refuse, but when he saw Chen's solemn expression, he suppressed all his words of persuasion: "Okay, then, it's okay on the palace wall. But don't wander around in the palace late at night. In the palace, There are many guards to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
Liao Chen clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk has taken note of it. Thank you Your Majesty." After the arrangements were made, he turned around and prepared to leave.
When Wang Zhenliang saw that the old monk and the young monk were coming and going as they pleased, he regretted informing the two of them and being so ignorant of etiquette. He was about to persuade Zhao Yizhi. Zhao Yizhi waved his hand, signaling Wang Zhenliang to make arrangements for him.
"There is nothing unusual in the capital, but these two monks came all the way and claimed to come to the rescue. It must not be groundless... With Chen Congwei and Qian Ning here, what dangers can there be... No, I have to find the observer. Chenzi can come and do the math for me." Zhao Yizhi spun around in circles before finally making up his mind.
Wang Zhenliang had just settled down with Chen, when a young eunuch came over to deliver the message that Your Majesty wanted to see Taoist Master Guan Chenzi.
"Okay, I'll just..."
"Eunuch Wang, it's better not to go." Liao Chen said from behind Wang Zhenliang.
Wang Zhenliang's eyes widened, he turned around and said angrily: "You little bald donkey, what are you talking about? This is His Majesty's decree! How dare you encourage me to resist the decree? How many heads do you have!"
Liao Chen hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty's troubles come from that female Taoist Priest. The young monk did not dare to resist the decree and acted for Your Majesty..." After saying this, he felt guilty as if something had been revealed and sat down again and again. Recite sutras and say no more words.
Wang Zhenliang looked at Liao Chen who was meditating on the ground, and he was full of doubts in his heart: "The late emperor sealed Zhenyang Mountain, and since then Shaolin has rarely appeared in the world... Is this really in danger for your majesty, or... Shaolin wants to fight for it? Competing for the position of Zhenyang Mountain?"
Wang Zhenliang pondered for a moment, then suddenly gave himself a big mouth: "What are you thinking about? Is it your turn to think about it? Let's go and convey His Majesty's will, but it was delayed." Wang Zhenliang glanced at the young monk and left in a hurry to visit the temple. Chenzi is gone.
Little monk Liao Chen's continuous chanting was mixed with a low sigh.
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi entered the palace late at night. It was originally after midnight, but fortunately it was still early and there was still an hour before the ion time. Wang Zhenliang personally led the way and opened the palace gate.
"Your Majesty, why did you call us here late at night?" Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi came together to see the ceremony.
Zhao Yizhi was a little disappointed when he saw Tong Weizi following him. After sorting out his thoughts, he said, "I wonder if Zhen Yangshan can do divination?"
This sentence made the two of them a little confused. They came to the palace in the middle of the night just to tell their fortunes. Why do they need to tell their fortunes when they are both emperors?
"Your Majesty, the divination technique of Zhenyang Mountain has been almost lost. Master often said that a person's calculations will end in a hundred secrets. If you believe in this way, you will not only be deeply involved in it, but also affect the Taoist heart. Therefore, Zhenyang Mountain There is no one among my disciples who can do divination, only a few masters and uncles are still good at divination." Guan Chenzi said.
Tong Weizi nodded and added: "And the way of heaven must not be leaked. If it is leaked, the way of heaven will be easier and the result will only be worse. I advise your majesty to think twice and not to divulge."
"The way of heaven is easier? Can the way of heaven really be easier? Tell me in detail!" Zhao Yizhi became interested.
Tong Weizi thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty, the principles of Buddhism are the most mysterious. If I compare it with you, you will understand. If a person predicts death if he goes out, he will not go out. It's human nature. But if he doesn't go out, then what comes out of the divination is not the way of heaven. There is no need to believe it. This is the reason why the secret of heaven cannot be leaked. It is not that it cannot be leaked, but that it cannot be leaked. "
Zhao Yi analyzed Tong Weizi's example: "If you don't go out, it's not the way of heaven. If you don't go out, you can go out, but if you go out, you will die... Is the way of heaven so unpredictable?"
Guan Chenzi cupped his hands at the side and said, "Your Majesty, the mysteries of the way of heaven are infinitely complex, and there are many more. My master has been studying it for a lifetime, but he only knows a few things. Your Majesty does not need to worry about it."
Zhao Yizhi nodded in agreement. For him, the way of heaven was too far away. The top priority now was to save his life, so everything would be fine.
"Thank you to the two Taoist priests for your advice. I have some insights." Zhao Yizhi said politely.
"It's my duty to share your Majesty's worries." The two said in unison, turning around to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they went out, a young eunuch bumped into the two of them, fell to the ground, and crawled towards Zhao Yizhi's bedroom.
When Wang Zhenliang saw this, he became very angry and kicked him to the ground: "There are no rules! Do you want to eat a piece of cake?"
The little eunuch got up and didn't see clearly where Zhao Yizhi was sitting. He just kept kowtowing everywhere: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...the city...there are ghosts in the city, there are ghosts..."
