This is made by the best craftsman in Chang'an whom Kong Yingda found.
When the stone monument was erected, the crowds of people walking around suddenly seemed to be enchanted, frozen together.
They looked at the two stone tablets with firm eyes and rapid breathing.
These two stone tablets also seem to have injected soul into the Chu King Temple.
"Student Kong Yingda! I wish this monument will forever be in the temple!"
"I also hope that when students from all over the world go to pay homage to His Highness the King of Chu, they can read the words above and wash their souls."
"I also hope that this monument, together with the Temple of the King of Chu, will forever control the Tang Dynasty and protect the people of the Tang Dynasty!"
"Student Kong Yingda, please pay homage to His Royal Highness the King of Chu!"
Kong Yingda threw up his robe, took a step back, and knelt down directly.
"Student Yu Shinan..."
"Student Gavinda......"
"Student Lu Wenyuan..."
"……."
"Meet His Highness the King of Chu!"
All the masters and students in the Imperial Academy knelt down in front of the stone tablet.
Sincerity of heart.
Heaven can teach you.
The King of Chu said.
One temple and two monuments.
National luck in Yongzhen!
Save the people forever!
The world is at peace!
Good luck in the world!
At this moment, there was silence all around, and only the whisper of the wind could be heard, like a whisper, bringing God's blessings to the human world.
Wei Zheng looked at Kong Yingda and the others, breathed softly, and walked over silently.
Facing the two tall stone tablets, he saluted and kowtowed.
Du Ruhui, Changsun Wuji...
They all went in too.
"Send the golden plaque to the temple!"
Kong Yingda stood up and shouted again.
From behind, students came up. Together they carried the golden plaque and followed Kong Yingda and others as they slowly walked inside.
In front of the main hall of the King of Chu Temple, there was a sea of people.
There was no room left in the big incense cauldron to insert incense candles.
full!
Thick, thick, and long smoke flew into the sky, as if the sky above the King Chu Temple had become much darker.
However, the people are still fighting one after another.
Jin Wuwei simply brought a huge cauldron and placed it in the middle, but this cauldron could not be used to burn incense.
But incense candles can be thrown in directly.
They discovered that even if they were given another incense cauldron, it would not be enough for the worshipers, so they might as well just burn it in the cauldron.
Kong Yingda took one step at a time with a solemn expression.
He was dressed in a long robe, covered with flowers, a jade belt around his waist, and a hairpin in his temples.
This dress is only worn when the Kong family holds grand ceremonies.
Today, he took it out.
In the main hall, a huge golden statue of King Chu is located inside.
Sword eyebrows and starry eyes.
Not like the ordinary world.
Like an immortal.
"Open the plaque!"
Kong Yingda gave a light drink.
Sun Simiao walked up and removed the red cloth from the golden plaque.
"The most holy person on earth!"
The four large gilt characters are lifelike, like a leaping dragon and a tiger.
"Plaque!"
Kong Yingda drank softly again.
Immediately, the craftsmen who had been prepared for a long time followed up and carefully hung the golden plaque in the center.
The most holy person on earth!
The four words reflected the sunlight, sparkling and sparkling, just like ripples in pure water.
Kong Yingda, Wei Zheng, and Du Ruhui all looked up.
The people outside were kneeling on the ground and looking at the golden plaque devoutly.
"The most holy person on earth! Well worthy of the name!!!"
In the crowd, an old man shouted: "Old man, thank you King Chu for the sweet potato. Thank you very much, old man!"
"His Royal Highness the King of Chu is a saint. Thank you very much for caring about the people, helping the people, and saving the people!!"
"The most holy person in the world, how wonderful that the slave family pays homage to His Royal Highness the King of Chu!"
"The saint is above, I kowtow, I hope the saint will bless you and keep me safe!"
"……."
The people were excited.
Everyone knows the weight of these four words. Even the illiterate people, when these four words are spoken silently in their mouths, their hearts tremble, their souls flutter, and they cannot calm down for a long time.
The most holy person on earth!
Who has ever enjoyed such a title?
Even His Majesty today does not have such a title.
to be honest!
As soon as these four words came out, King Chu had already far surpassed Li Shimin in a certain sense.
After all, Li Shimin was just an emperor, not a saint.
Kong Yingda smiled.
At the same time, he also took a deep breath.
A worry in my heart was finally settled.
From the banks of the Weishui River, he began to order people to make stone tablets, thinking that when the Chu King Temple was completed, it would stand tall.
Later, His Royal Highness the King of Chu scolded the temple and shaped the soul of the Tang Dynasty.
There are countless contributions to the people, the world, and the Tang Dynasty.
Kong Yingda had an impulse in his heart and made the plaque with his own hands.
He looked at all this, as happy as a child.
All this was seen by Queen Changsun who was standing in the crowd.
Li Shimin didn't come after all.
But as a mother, can she come?
She couldn't help but not come to her son's temple. She had to come and see it with her own eyes no matter what, right?
The little Sizi who was pulling tightly held a bunch of candied haws in her hand.
His big eyes blinked, looking at the huge statue.
"Mother, look, it seems to be the second brother!"
Xiao Sizi shouted in a milky voice.
Queen Changsun smiled and picked her up.
"This is your wise and powerful second brother. Let's go back and tell your father."
Empress Changsun said and left the hall with little Sizi in her arms.
But when he passed the two stone tablets, his footsteps paused slightly.
Here, the crowd is still roaring.
However, it is a little different from those who burn incense.
"Student Ma Zhou, student Gao Gong, student Bai Yi..."
"Thank you for your kindness, His Royal Highness King Chu!"
"Today the temple is opened, and the students have nothing to repay. A few tributes are not a sign of respect!"
In front of the huge stone monument, there are various offerings.
These were arranged by scholars in Chang'an...
The ten-foot distance between the two huge stone tablets and the temple gate was filled up in just a short time.
The flow of people, one to the left and one to the right, one in and one out, also formed spontaneously.
Queen Changsun looked at it, her eyes flashing and her heart bursting.
These scholars and students are the future pillars of Datang.
The imperial examination has been opened, and these people don't know how many of them will enter the court in the future.
The current situation really makes Empress Sun full of longing and expectation for the future!
I really don’t know where Kuan’er will take them to sail the ship of Datang.
call…….
Queen Changsun let out a long breath.
Continue walking outside.
"His Royal Highness King Chu, the old man leads the people of Guojiazhuang to kowtow to you!"
"We prepared this for His Highness, please don't dislike it!"
"Old man, thank you for the sweet potatoes your Highness sent to us people!"
After leaving the temple gate, Empress Changsun's footsteps paused again.
In front of the temple gate, I saw a group of people carrying a long table and placing it on the ground.
The table is filled with various things.
Wine, meat, snacks, fruits….
Everything you need!
"His Royal Highness the King of Chu, we Liujiazhuang are also here!"
"……."
"Your Highness, King Chu, and all the villagers in Baishi Village, kowtow to you. Thank you, Your Highness. Thank you very much, Your Highness!!"
"……."
Behind, there are many, many such people.
They all came together from one Zhuangzi to another.
Bring offerings.
Meet the King of Chu!
"Mom, stepmother, stepmother, Sizi doesn't understand, why do they all have to kneel down to the second brother?"
Xiao Sizi's face was full of curiosity.
Empress Changsun took a deep breath, pinched her little face gently, and said nothing.
She was so shocked that she couldn't say anything at the moment.
I don’t know when Kuan’er gained such prestige and respect in Chang’an and in the world?
Queen Changsun knew that Kuan'er's reputation had already emerged, but she never expected that it would reach this point.
Countless people worshiped.
Countless Zhuangzi worshiped him.
Many students are grateful.
This is what God means!
world!
After all, it was because of Kuan'er that he changed his appearance! !
People!
Also because Kuan'er changed my life!
Students!
It's because of Kuan'er that his destiny has changed!
Queen Changsun hugged little Sizi. He smiled and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"They are all worshiping your second brother, hehehe... Let's go back and tell your father about it, I believe. Your father will be very happy after hearing this."
The people are still going on.
Empress Changsun held little Sizi in her arms and walked out step by step.
On the street, there are shops lined up one after another.
It actually extends all the way to Zhuque Street.
The offerings are still there!
Zhuangzi around Chang'an, as well as the people in Chang'an, some shops in Chang'an, etc., all expressed their gratitude to His Highness the King of Chu.
Queen Changsun was numb.
When had she ever seen so many people visiting the same temple together?
Even the largest temple in Chang'an has never seen such a scene.
hiss…….
call…….
Queen Changsun took a deep breath.
"Little Sizi, watch and remember, when we grow up we must do things that are good for the people."
"People, they will always have a steelyard in their hearts."
"Don't think that you can cover up the past if you do bad things, and don't be afraid that if you do good things, others will take it away or cover it up."
"The eyes of the people are sharp, and they are all watching."
"Look at your second brother. From now on, you just need to imitate your second brother."
Queen Changsun gently educated her.
Although Xiao Sizi didn't understand, there was a vague look in his eyes.
She nodded obediently.
She doesn't understand the rest.
But there is one thing that I still remember firmly.
Learn from my second brother! !
Tai Chi Palace.
Li Shimin is approving the memorial.
It's a bit quiet around here.
In the past, when he was approving memorials, Changsun Wuji and the other three would accompany him, so that any matters could be discussed directly.
But today, they all went to the Chu King Temple.
I really don’t know how the opening of the Chu King’s Temple is going, whether it’s going smoothly, whether there are many people going there, and whether it’s popular or not.
Li Shimin thought.
This heart can't calm down either.
He threw the fold aside in his hand, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and slightly pursed his lips.
"The common people should go. After all, Kuan'er has done much more for the people than the town."
"Ah……."
Li Shimin laughed at himself.
At this time, Empress Changsun and Xiao Sizi walked in.
"Your Majesty, we are back."
Queen Changsun said with a smile.
"Guanyin Maid."
Li Shimin stood up suddenly and asked hurriedly: "How is it? Is it over at the King of Chu Temple?"
"It's not over yet, but there are too many people, so I am back with little Sizi."
"Your Majesty, it is really a big loss if you don't go. I have never seen that scene before."
"Old Confucius, the imperial eunuch, sent two stone tablets and a gold plaque to Kuan'er. The scholar in Chang'an placed the offerings all over the King of Chu's temple. Outside, row by row, row by row, pair by pair, there were countless Zhuangzi and merchants. The tributes prepared by the common people were lined up from the King of Chu Temple to Zhuque Street."
"Haha... even the incense burners in front of the main hall of King Chu Temple were already full. When I came, someone pushed out the cauldron, and all the people's incense burners were thrown in to burn. There was no room to offer incense to the people. "
Queen Changsun said one by one.
She said, taking a deep breath, her eyes still full of trance.
"Kuan'er's name, to be honest, Your Majesty, if I hadn't experienced this opening of the temple, I really wouldn't have known that it had reached such a terrifying stage."
"Common people have sharp eyes after all. They will remember and think about anyone who treats them well."
"They know that they can't help King Chu, and they can't do anything for King Chu, so they can only express their gratitude to King Chu here."
"Your Majesty, you don't know that those children from poor families, who don't have money to send good offerings, just make all kinds of gadgets with their own hands."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there really is such a saint in the world."
"Mr. Kong is right about these four words, the most holy in the world, and the common people are also right about them."
Queen Changsun said.
As Li Shimin listened, he forgot to put down the teacup in his hand.
Emotionally.
The blood boils.
Scalp numbness.
Goosebumps spread all over my body.
The most holy person on earth!
Li Shimin nodded slowly and wanted to laugh, but he didn't know how to laugh.
Kuan'er already has such prestige, he deserves these four words!
The most holy thing on earth!
Holy!
To have these four words in this life, Li Shimin would be willing to die.
What kind of evaluation is this?
he does not know.
Among the posthumous titles given to the ministers of the DPRK after their death, none were more highly regarded than Wen Zheng, but there had never been a "holy" one.
Saints cannot be conferred by the imperial court.
The imperial court does not have the right or strength to be able to receive such a posthumous title.
saint!
This is the people, this is what future generations choose and evaluate.
call…….
But how old is Kuan'er? There have already been such horrific reviews.
And from what Empress Changsun said, even during national ceremonies, even when worshiping ancestors and heaven, the people are not like this.
But yes, I am extremely grateful for what this brat has done.
"Kuan'er, you deserve it!"
After a long time, Li Shimin said softly.
.
………….…….
A day of hustle and bustle.
Night falls.
It starts and ends from Chuwang Temple.
When the people inside and outside the temple became quiet, Chang'an also became quiet.
On the second day, when the sun rose again, the temple fair in Chuwang Temple began.
(End of chapter)
