At this moment, although Su Ming appeared to be righteous, compassionate and willing to share His Majesty's worries on the surface, secretly, he had begun to snicker.
Before entering the library, he had wondered why Emperor Shenwu could change the imperial court so much in his mortal form. If it weren't for his lack of cultivation and the inability to cultivate immortality, Su Ming almost thought this was an immortal dynasty.
It turned out that he had obtained the method of using luck. Whether it was consecrating gods or using the imperial dragon's energy to form a legal net, they were all using luck.
There are hundreds of millions of people in the two capitals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the military is strong and the officials govern the Qingming Dynasty. This kind of destiny is born in the court. Even the powerful souls dare not look directly at it. Without the monks to cause chaos, The imperial court became more and more stable, and the Xuanjing Division swept through the sects of aristocratic families from all over the country and centralized power in the central government, which made the luck become more and more tyrannical.
But, why is the current legal system of the court so weak?
After thinking about this, a question came to mind. Could it be that Emperor Shenwu secretly reduced the luck of the court to reduce the weight of luck he shouldered.
No, this old emperor has never done anything outrageous in the past few decades. How could he let the fortune of the imperial court weaken to this extent?
There must be other reasons.
Facing Su Ming's request, Emperor Shenwu's eyes flickered slightly, and then he said, "It's just that this fate is more important than Mount Tai. It is related to the danger of all people. You must not be careless. If the national master is unwilling, I will not force it. , the Imperial Master should think it over carefully and give me an answer in a few days."
It was still a test, but now that it had come to this point, or from the moment he stepped into the palace, Su Ming had no choice but to agree.
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? How can the common people deserve it, and why does your majesty suffer? This poor monk is willing to take his place to relieve your majesty's worries and relieve the sufferings of the common people!" At this moment, Su Ming's treasured face was solemn, with compassion on his face, and his eyes There was a looming look of sorrow in him, and Emperor Shenwu seemed to see a radiance of humanity in him, illuminating his heart and dispelling his last doubt.
It seems that I am worrying too much.
Seeing Su Ming be so compassionate, Emperor Shenwu actually felt a little bit of shame in his heart, but it was buried in an instant, "Since the Imperial Master has repeatedly requested, I can only agree. This matter is related to the fate of the country of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I also hope that the country will Master, please be careful and don’t make any noise.”
"Your Majesty, don't worry, this poor monk understands." Su Ming nodded, his expression gradually relaxing.
"Come with me!"
Seeing Su Ming nod, Emperor Shenwu left the dragon bed, ordered someone to open the palace door, and went to the imperial study.
It was dark at night, and candles had been lit everywhere in the palace. From time to time, there were guards patrolling in armor and with murderous looks. The palace was filled with thousands of palaces and exquisite lights, creating a unique scene.
In the royal study room, there are two rows of bookcases with ceilings, made of dark wood, with solemn patterns. There is a purple gold beast copper stove on the book table, burning sandalwood. Wash, insert three or five brushes diagonally, and on the left front, there is a wooden box, which looks like jade or stone, with dragon patterns carved on it, which is noble and domineering.
Emperor Shenwu brought Su Ming to this place. The servants had already lit incense and burned the copper stove, adding a bit of warmth to the empty room. Of course, this is specifically to serve the emperor. After all, he is just an ordinary person, not like a big monster like him, who is invulnerable to cold and heat, and is indestructible.
The blue paper has already been prepared on the imperial desk. The fragrance of ink is lingering, but the dark handwriting carries heavy pressure. This edict alone is enough to make the gods and ghosts retreat and the immortals disappear.
Seeing the edict on the case, Su Ming understood that he had already prepared for this. Even if he didn't agree, the emperor would use other means to force him to agree. Just as an old emperor who had been on the throne for sixty years would do that. Pursue righteousness and cherish the people?
No, what he loves most has always been himself.
As Emperor Shenwu opened the treasure box, took out the seal, and slowly closed it, the edict came into effect.
At the moment when the seal fell, purple and green slanted horizontally in mid-air, crisscrossed left and right, like repairing bamboo poles, towering and spread out, permeating the surroundings. Then, the luck in the sky above the imperial capital slowly gathered and hung upside down, like a jade pot closing its mouth. Slowly falling into Su Ming's sea of consciousness.
It seems to be slow and real, but it lasts for a long time.
At the beginning, it was inconspicuous, but a moment later, like a big river, invisible to the naked eye, the entire imperial study room was roaring with vast fortune, and the outermost aftermath was surging, making a surging sound like a tidal wave, full of... without overflowing.
Then, from the auspicious aura of clouds in the sky, a loud dragon roar came out, and the huge dragon head poked out, holding the precious seal in the dragon's mouth, and was ordered by the sky to live long and prosperous.
At the same time, the court officials in various parts of the imperial capital seemed to feel something, and they all turned their attention to the palace.
As the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty continued to pour into Su Ming's sea of consciousness, a heavy pressure arose spontaneously, not only acting on his soul, but also on his soul. His whole body seemed to be wearing a pair of heavy shackles, and every move he made , are all subject to restrictions.
But the old emperor who was standing in front of the imperial cabinet lightened up, and most of the heavy pressure on his shoulders dissipated, causing him to groan involuntarily. The old emperor had a strange look on his face, twisted his fists, and felt the abundant strength in his body. For a moment, he seemed to feel that he had returned to twenty years ago. At that time, he often went out to hunt in the palace. Unlike now, he was trapped in a sleepy state. In the deep palace, I dare not go out.
After a while, Su Ming "woke up". He glanced at the old emperor, but found that the old emperor was particularly pleasing to his eyes, which reassured him. Then, Su Ming's eyes were introverted, and he woke up in an instant, angry. Luck had begun to affect him.
Immediately, he closed his eyes and began to run the Great Sun Tathagata mantra. A Tathagata's Dharma emitted Buddha's light in his sea of consciousness, firmly suppressing and blocking the huge destiny. The light of the halo behind the Tathagata's head was restrained, and the divine soul was Protect it firmly.
After a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes, and a golden light appeared. He stood up slowly. With the experience of bearing the pressure of luck in the ladder, these lucks no longer affected him at all, but he still showed a heavy step. , with a sad look on his face. After all, if you get it right, you can't be too arrogant.
"With the Imperial Master taking care of my worries, I feel a lot more relaxed. I feel much younger." Emperor Shenwu looked at Su Ming, his eyes filled with brilliance.
He only placed a quarter of the court's luck on Su Ming, but he didn't expect that he could still bear it. He was worthy of being a monk who had climbed to the top of the ladder.
Hearing this, Su Ming took a long breath, and the look on his face returned to normal, "If you can contribute to the world, it's not a waste for a poor monk to come to this mortal world. Your Majesty, just rest assured. The poor monk will definitely abide by it." It’s such good luck that no one will know about it.”
"The first time luck has entered, the Imperial Master must not be used to it. Tonight, you will rest in the palace first. I will send someone to prepare a practice room for you so that the Imperial Master can adapt as soon as possible." The pressure on his body suddenly decreased, and Emperor Shenwu even spoke. All with a bit of lightness,
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I'll take my leave first." Su Ming clasped his palms together, bowed, and then turned around and left under the leadership of the chamberlain.
The moment the palace door opened, a gust of cold wind invaded the palace. The lights were a little dimmer than before. At first glance, the old emperor sitting upright was half in the dark, half of his body was illuminated by the light, and his expression was also dim. It's cloudy and uncertain, and it's quite difficult.
