After entering the Xing'an Gate on the west side, go straight north and turn left at the end. Walking to the end is the harem, and in the middle is the Star Observation Tower that is incompatible with the surrounding buildings. Bypassing the Star Observation Tower and heading north, you will find the Si Tiantai where you can observe astronomy, count the calendar, observe the sun and moon, predict the wind and clouds, and promote the country.
Starting from Yanzhengmun on this route, outsiders are usually not allowed to set foot on this route. Even if there is a messenger who is actually ordered to go there, he has to make a few more turns from Heungdeokmun on the east side. But today, an old monk wearing a black cassock and holding a staff came in from Xing'anmen step by step. The rosary beads circled twice in his hand were even more amazing. There must be 108 beads of different sizes, as big as The fist is as small as a peanut, and I really don’t understand its meaning.
The Xing'anmen guards, who usually performed their duties faithfully, ignored this and simply let the old monk who appeared here at an untimely time pass by as if they hadn't seen him.
The old monk's face was like withered tree bark, and even the top of his head with eighteen scars was wrinkled. Two gray-white sword-shaped eyebrows were raised diagonally towards his forehead, which really matched those ferocious and fearful looks. On the contrary, his eyes are crooked, half-smiling but not smiling, and they are also kind and compassionate.
Being bipolar doesn't happen very often.
When the old monk walked to the end and turned the corner, he saw a strange-looking thing parked at the door of the Star Observation Tower, which was built under the supervision of the founding emperor Tianwen Emperor. It was made of wood like a horse and had a seat, but the legs of the horse were replaced. wheel. There was a person sitting slumped on top, clearly the Imperial Master Lingxu with white eyebrows, white hair and white beard, wrapped in a brocade quilt. Sitting sideways on the neck of the wooden horse in front is a child who has been following Master Lingxu since he was a child. He is concentrating on tinkering with the mechanism of the wooden horse.
The old monk stepped forward, clasped his hands and bowed while still a few feet away: "It's rude and disrespectful to bother Imperial Master Lingxu to greet you in the middle of the night."
Imperial Master Lingxu still looked like he was sleepy, his eyes were dazed, his tone was a little weak, and he said politely: "Where did the Holy Master Daoji come from? Lingxu's legs and feet are inconvenient and he can't get down to the ground to salute. I hope the Holy Master can forgive me." .”
The old monk didn't bother too much about etiquette and asked, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Is the master in good health?"
The Imperial Master Lingxu, who had already set up a formation to add light to his life, wrapped himself up in the brocade quilt that he had never left his body even in the dog days of summer in recent years. He squeezed out a smile and said self-deprecatingly: "It's thanks to the Holy Master." Fortunately, I can live a few more years."
The old monk, known as the Holy Master, stepped forward and put his hand on the exposed back of the Master Lingxu's hand. He didn't see how to do anything. A trace of golden energy visible to the naked eye breathed out from the palm of his hand and bound the opponent's palm. He stayed there for a moment. After a few breaths, he retracted his hand and said: "I think the method of stealing the sky and exchanging lives will not last long. The Imperial Master must not open his eyes rashly in the future, maybe he can find peace in this way."
Imperial Master Lingxu grinned. As old as he was, he already looked down upon life and death. He would no longer expect the future if he could take a breather and live. He said calmly, "I'm good enough, but I don't dare to compare with the Holy Master."
Not many people who knew the old monk well knew his true age. Even he himself was afraid of it and couldn't figure it out clearly. He echoed: "I am so entangled in trivial matters that I have managed to survive to this day. I am not as detached as the national master."
"Everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty needs to rely on the protection of the Holy Master, how can they survive." What the Imperial Master said was profound, which attracted the attention of the child on the wooden horse.
How can he be a mortal who can protect a country?
Regarding the words of the Imperial Master, the old monk accepted them calmly and did not feel inappropriate. He just sighed, which made the Imperial Master, who was so angry that he seemed to be dying soon, frown slightly and be slightly surprised.
The old monk did not explain why he was sighing. He said again: "Did the Imperial Master inform Yuan Jianzheng?"
"I don't dare to neglect the Holy Master's orders. I got the news from the Holy Master in the afternoon, so I asked Xi'er to inform Yuan Jianzheng. I thought I should wait in the Si Tiantai at this time." Lingxu stretched out his hand from his back, holding a stick The pole made of emerald jade gently poked the child he called Zhen Er, "Stop playing, come down and lead the way."
The child washed his ears and got off the "horse". He smiled at Imperial Master Lingxu and the old monk. He twisted the ears of the wooden horse and took the lead. The wooden horse followed behind him, and the wheels moved forward mechanically. .
The three of them and the wooden horse turned right twice, and they saw the Sitiantai, which was like a castle in the air, standing straight into the sky, sitting in the courtyard wall separated by red walls and black tiles. At the top, a ten-story building stood out abruptly. The wooden platform of more than ten feet is half suspended in the air, like a towering tree with only one branch left.
Immortal guides the way.
This is the Xingxing Pavilion in Sitiantai.
It is said that Sitiantai has gone through many vicissitudes. Whether it was the short-lived dynasty of the Wei Dynasty, or the previous regimes that changed frequently, or counting up to several thousand years, all the people who established their capital in this long-standing ancient city of Xibo, Even the imperial palace suffered from the disasters of war, but only this Si Tiantai, which can be used by heaven and man to gain a glimpse of the world's events for five hundred years, lived here safely and unscathed.
It's not because this place is so uniquely blessed that it can avoid water and fire and prevent war. There is no other reason. It's just because the king's power is given by heaven.
Which king in the past dynasties did not call himself the Son of Heaven? Since he is the son of Heaven, he naturally needs to communicate with God. Sitiantai is such a magical place.
There was a man waiting at the door. He was Yuan Jianzheng, Si Tianjian of Si Tiantai, and Yuan Huojing whom the old monk mentioned just now.
Yuan Huojing was five feet tall. The little boy walked up to him and had already put his goatee on his head. His back was straight and he didn't look like he was groveling when he saw one of the top figures in the day.
This is also due to the special existence of Si Tiantai. From ancient times to the present, the position of supervisor of Si Tianjian in all dynasties is just like that of the emperor's family. Father, son, step brother and brother, as long as one is reincarnated in Si Tiantai Prison. In the main family, the fate has been involved with this rather mysterious department from the moment of birth. Since childhood, I have been exposed to calendar, numerology, divination and other mysterious things. Moreover, this official office is not controlled by the supervisory departments of the administrative agencies of the past dynasties. It is directly under the jurisdiction of the pilgrims. It has developed the habit of being pampered, bossy and even arrogant.
However, no matter who Yuan Huojing tried to show off, even Cai Donglai, the famous eunuch in front of the emperor, would always ignore him. It was obvious that these two people in front of him, especially the old monk who seemed to be walking rather than riding a bicycle, had some status. No matter how proud Yuan Huojing was, he didn't dare to do anything to him.
"Si Tiantai Supervisor Yuan Huojing has met Master Daoji and Imperial Master Lingxu." Yuan Huojing bowed and made a bow, which scared the little boy and hurriedly moved aside.
Imperial Master Lingxu still looked listless and lazy, but he had benefited from the favor of the old monk beside him, and now he was somewhat proud of receiving such a great gift. You must know that the two of them seldom interact with each other on weekdays. They both have important and noble status. One is capable and the other has a family background. Their responsibilities are quite different, and neither one looks down on the other.
Yuan Huojing didn't say much. He naturally understood the purpose of this holy master of a country who did not often appear in the palace. He stepped back and turned sideways, leading the two of them into the Tiantai with a wooden horse, leaving the child standing alone. Nothing at the door.
In this situation, only Dr. Lu Ke was left holding a drum and counting the time on the copper leak. Yuan Huojing did not shy away from that person, and sat down directly in the living room, adding some firewood to the stove himself.
The old monk spoke first and said: "Amitabha, has Yuan Jianzheng paid attention to whether there is anything strange about our country Zuo in recent days?"
Yuan Huojing stretched out his iron hook and picked at the charcoal fire. He looked at the stars in the sky outside through the windows of Si Tiantai that had not been closed for many years, but he directly pointed out: "The Holy Master might as well tell you whether he came to Si Tiantai this time." Have you also seen the merit and luck in the West curling up into the sky?"
"Exactly." The old monk nodded.
Yuan Huojing couldn't help frowning, pinching his goatee out of habit, and mused: "This luck is intermittent. It has no conflict with me, Zhou Guo Zuo, but it is close to the side of Ziwei Emperor Star. It seems to be coiling up but dormant for thousands of miles. posture."
The old monk had no need to hide, and said bluntly: "According to my opinion, there are Qi nourishing masters in the West waiting for the opportunity, but it is also about to start, which creates such a scene. There is no threat for a while, but there is an opportunity to absorb the real dragon." The possibility of merit. But in my opinion, there is a gap between this merit pillar and the merit pillars of Yongzhong’s sect in Tubo and Tibet in the West, let alone those in the hinterland of the Central Plains that rely on me, Zhou Guozuo, to absorb the remaining qi. Lao Na I'm just worried that such a sudden appearance may be good or bad. If it's just relying on the merits of my Zhou Dynasty, that's all. If Tian Chang has ulterior motives for a long time, he may be raising a tiger."
The Jianzheng, who had a deep family background, sighed: "Back then, when Emperor Tianwen created too many heirs, this pillar of destiny has actually appeared for a long time. It has become thicker in the past year, which really makes people feel confused. I can’t understand it.”
The old monk also shook his head, "Years ago, I asked the Imperial Master to calculate one or two, but it was too vague and he couldn't get a glimpse of the depth, and it made the Imperial Master like this. Alas, the gain is not worth the loss." As he spoke, the old monk asked who The national master who has never left the Star Observation Tower in his life.
The Imperial Master Lingxu, who is known as the Imperial Master of a country, was so drowsy that he almost fell asleep. Who would have thought that the Imperial Master who was supposed to express his opinions would not say a word or even pay any attention to him, if not for Yuan Huojing I faked a cough as a reminder, lest I really fall asleep.
Imperial Master Lingxu opened his eyes and looked at the two of them. He didn't feel embarrassed. He just explained for his behavior: "Saint Master Daoji is here, I am just a foil."
This made the old monk laugh and said, "What if I'm not here anymore?"
Imperial Master Lingxu curled his lips, tightened the quilt, moved his body, and said: "You are not here now. Who knows where you can get out of your body while wandering around."
Yuan Huojing was puzzled by the two people's few words, and the old monk said again: "I have been traveling around the Zhou Dynasty in recent years and heard about a Toutuo monk. His practice of Buddhism and Zen practice are also great supernatural powers. I want to introduce him to me. In order to maintain the smooth operation of our country and continue our merits during the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Imperial Master Lingxu looked at the old monk with deep meaning. Si Tiantai was responsible for all the state affairs in the past dynasties, and there were also some Taoist and Buddhist eminent monks and masters who participated in the assistance. It's just that the position of Holy Master was established at the founding of the Zhou Dynasty. Unlike the National Master who is the master of a country, the Holy Master can be called the Master by anyone who is a saint. If necessary, the National Master can be called the Holy Master. Since the establishment of the institution, there has been a clear division of labor between the Holy Master and Si Tiantai. One is responsible for revising the calendar, and the other is responsible for continuing the state. They do not interfere with each other but provide support to each other. It's just that Lingxu never expected that the old monk's words tonight meant that he was asking for help.
Imperial Master Lingxu was speechless. Yuan Huojing just pondered what the old monk said about the man's ability that impressed the old monk, and did not think deeply about the other meaning of his words.
The old monk added: "I'm just here to give an explanation. During this period, I hope that Supervisor Yuan will work harder and take care of my great merits. Don't be distracted. In addition, the Imperial Master should also be careful."
Imperial Master Lingxu and Yuan Huojing responded one by one.
Imperial Master Lingxu thought it over and calculated several times before finally asking the question. Yuan Huojing asked: "I wonder who the person the Holy Master is talking about is?"
The old monk chuckled and stood up with his staff, "I will go find him now. When he comes, you will naturally know who he is."
"Boom!"
In the side room, there was a sound of a drum in the doctor's arms.
"Hai, the great abyss presents, all things are in the sky, and they are hidden in the deep cover."
resounded throughout the palace.
