lucky son

Chapter 57

Meng Hui, who was still having a headache about what to do with his own mission goals, naturally didn't know that just relying on a dream, the vest on his body was stripped layer by layer by the prince-such an effect like hanging, really made the same Meng Hui, who wanted to take off the prince's vest, was far behind.

The next morning, Meng Hui got up early to do morning lessons, and the prince was also waiting to go to the court at this time, and then continued the main battle in the court meeting, and strived for the opportunity to lead the army northward.

After breakfast, the crown prince still didn't return to the East Palace, but Meng Hui waited for the head of De'an who was beside the emperor.

De'an smiled apologetically, and politely invited Meng Hui to the Jade Buddha Hall where the emperor often worshiped the Buddha. When the emperor finished his morning court, he would immediately come to the Jade Buddha Hall to listen to Meng Hui's preaching of Buddhism.

——Speaking of which, ever since Meng Hui was invited back to the palace, the emperor who has been hypnotized into a fanatic has never wanted to discuss Zen with the master, but now it is the fourth day, and the emperor has been stumbling over various affairs , Not as expected, the emperor really did it with diligence and hard work.

Human desires, the more suppressed and restrained, the more ferocious and ferocious. Now, even major events such as the Huns' invasion cannot stop the emperor's footsteps, and his heart to Buddha is quite firm.

The surrounding environment of the Jade Buddha Hall is quiet, and the inside of the hall is full of Zen fragrance.Meng Hui looked around and saw a lot of Buddhist scriptures on one side of the bookshelf, so he simply paced over and took one down as a gesture.

——Although the persona has collapsed in front of the prince, Meng Hui still has to maintain the posture of a Buddhist monk in front of other people, especially the emperor.

Sitting down on the futon, Meng Hui tidied up his monk robes, opened the Buddhist scriptures, and read them carefully on the surface, but in fact he was still worrying about the prince.

It would be best if the prince's request to lead the army was rejected this time, but if the other party succeeded, should I follow him to the battlefield, or...follow him to the battlefield?

Obviously the originally planned route was to seize the heir to the imperial palace, and Meng Hui's status as an eminent monk was also very beneficial to the completion of the mission, but unexpectedly the objective of the mission was so restless. His succession turned into a war, and Meng Hui's identity as a monk was naturally blinded.

As a merciful monk, Meng Hui would definitely not be able to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and if he was a counselor, he would also not be able to participate in the battle meetings of the generals, even if he could help the prince with ideas in private, but if you talk about Credibility and practicability will inevitably be greatly reduced.

It can be said that Buddhist eminent monks can rely on the backing of the emperor to be like a fish in water in the palace, but when it comes to the border battlefield, they are like a salted fish.

However, if he stayed in Beijing and did not go to the battlefield, Meng Hui really couldn't feel relieved.After all, if something unexpected happens to the crown prince, even if his character design completely collapses, he still has a chance to turn the tide, but if he stays in the capital thousands of miles away, Meng Hui will only be reminded of the failure of the mission.

Therefore, the battlefield is definitely going to, but as for what to do after going there, Meng Hui needs to plan and study carefully.

Meng Hui stared at the Buddhist scriptures, worried to death—fortunately, he is already bald in this life, otherwise his hair would definitely be lost.

Meng Hui was worried here, but the emperor who had finished his early court and entered the Jade Buddha Hall was also full of worry.

After being informed of the arrival of the emperor, Meng Hui quickly adjusted his facial expressions and closed the Buddhist scriptures. Shi Shiran stood up and saluted the emperor, and the emperor quickly returned the salute. Buddhist believers.

After greeting each other, Meng Hui and the emperor sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha, and soon began to discuss Zen.

The emperor believed in Meng Hui's every word and was sincerely convinced, so it was very easy for Meng Hui to fool around, but as he was talking, the emperor, who was originally extremely focused, gradually lost his mind, until Meng Hui stopped talking for a long time , and then suddenly reacted.

"I'm sorry, master, I'm rude." The emperor showed shame, put his hands together and bowed his head in apology.

Meng Hui smiled slightly, without any dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty has a lot of preoccupations, and it is probably not appropriate to talk about Zen today."

The emperor smiled wryly, and sighed: "Then I will come to ask the master another day, and I hope the master will not blame you."

"Of course not." Meng Hui returned a salute, and then wanted to get up.

——He naturally saw that the emperor was hesitant to speak, but the emperor was not a prince. As a high-profile Buddhist monk, Meng Hui certainly would not take the initiative to ask casually.

Seeing Meng Hui's movements, the emperor felt anxious, and quickly said, "Master, please stay!"

Meng Hui stopped his movements and looked back calmly: "Your Majesty, do you have something to explain to the little monk?"

"That's right." The emperor finally made up his mind after being agitated by Meng Hui's desperate pursuit, and leaned towards Meng Hui, "Master, do you still remember the first time we met, you saw that I had the appearance of a real dragon at a glance?"

"Of course I remember." Meng Hui nodded lightly.

"This dragon aura... generally refers to the emperor's aura, but I would like to ask the master to enlighten me about the specifics." The emperor looked earnest.

Meng Hui was a little surprised by the emperor's question - he originally thought that the emperor would ask about the prince's expedition, but unexpectedly it involved dragon spirit.

After pondering for a moment, Meng Hui slowly opened his mouth: "Dragon Qi is a kind of luck. All creatures in the world have luck, and the level of luck is related to the achievements and blessings of this world. The luck of the body not only affects the individual, but also affects the fate of the country, so it is different from the luck of the rest of the people, and it is called the Dragon Qi." Seeing that the emperor seemed to be enlightened, but still frowned, Meng Hui smiled slightly, "Excuse me. A relatively simple example, a king came to the throne when there was frequent chaos, and was taken away by others. However, in order to appease the old and young of the previous dynasty, although the king was abolished and imprisoned, he was able to live a rich life and die. In terms of luck, this person is probably far better than ordinary people, but when it comes to dragon spirit, he must be very thin."

After understanding this example, the emperor suddenly showed his face and smiled: "The master once said that my body is full of dragon energy, but does this mean that the throne is stable and the country lasts forever?"

"Not bad." Meng Hui smiled and nodded.To be honest, judging from the scan of the light sphere, the dragon aura on the emperor is still relatively sufficient, and the throne is also very stable.However, such things as dragon energy, like luck, all have a total number, and it is impossible to disappear or produce out of thin air, and it strictly abides by the law of conservation of mass.

When the luck of one person increases, the luck of others will decrease, and vice versa.However, because all living beings have luck, and the total amount of luck is extremely large, this kind of change that affects others due to one person is extremely subtle, and basically no one can notice it. Therefore, in the eyes of most people, luck is based on Individuals are calculated as units.

However, Dragon Qi is different.

Compared with the hundreds of millions of creatures in the plane, there are only a handful of people who can possess dragon aura and influence the fate of a country, so the ebb and flow of dragon aura is particularly conspicuous.

The emperor has sufficient dragon energy at this time, because the son of luck has not yet grown up, and is suppressed and rejected by the world consciousness. More and more, and when the total amount of dragon energy in his body exceeds that of the emperor, the throne will change naturally.

Of course, Meng Hui would definitely not tell the emperor such a heart-wrenching truth, otherwise the emperor would definitely regard the prince as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh to plunder the dragon spirit.

For his mission goal, Meng Hui had to make the emperor believe that he was full of dragon aura and his throne was very stable, no matter how hard the crown prince or other princes struggled, there would be no disturbances.

And as long as the emperor believed this nonsense, his vigilance towards the prince would naturally drop significantly, and his tolerance would increase accordingly.

Very tactfully, Meng Hui successfully conveyed his rainbow fart to the emperor. The emperor was naturally overjoyed and blushed, but he still maintained the majesty of the emperor and did not show it too much.

In fact, the emperor is also very helpless. While he has the nature of a father and son towards the prince, he is also an emperor, with the suspicion and vigilance of an emperor.Ever since the prince grew up and became more and more outstanding, he has been in conflict and depressed. It was only when Meng Hui "pointed it out" today that he suddenly felt enlightened. The boulder that was weighing on his heart seemed to be removed It's so easy to drive.

Of course, how long this kind of relaxation and joy can last depends on Meng Hui's level of deception and the prince's performance. At the very least, after the current emperor knows that his throne is stable, his father's kindness begins to prevail.

After calming down his joy and pride for a while, the emperor put on a sad face again: "I still have one thing I want to ask Master." After a pause, he asked earnestly, "Since Master can see my dragon spirit, I don't know if Master may Do you know the luck of the prince?"

Finally, when the emperor mentioned the crown prince, Meng Hui did not answer, but showed hesitation: "This... I don't know why Your Majesty asked such a question?"

The emperor sighed softly: "Master, I don't know something. I just received a report from the frontier, saying that the Xiongnu entered the autumn and invaded the south again. It is precisely because of this that I invited the master to come here yesterday, but avoided seeing him." .”

Meng Hui nodded slightly, listening calmly.

"After several discussions with the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, I finally decided to send a large army north to fight against the Xiongnu. However, the crown prince insisted on leading the army. I couldn't hold back him, and I was really worried, so I couldn't make up my mind."

Meng Hui didn't speak, but slowly fiddled with the rosary in his hand, his expression pondering.

Seeing his appearance, the emperor couldn't help but "thump" in his heart.He sat up straight, looked nervous, and called out softly, "Master?"

Meng Hui sighed slowly: "It stands to reason that everyone has his own destiny, and the monk is a monk, so he should not reveal the cause and effect of the heavenly secrets. I have already committed a slip of the tongue when I mentioned the Dragon Qi to His Majesty..."

The emperor's expression was even more anxious: "I also know that it should not be forced, but the crown prince is the heir apparent of the country after all, and he bears the expectations of everyone, and his safety cannot be ignored. Please give me some guidance."

Finally at this point, Meng Hui felt that heaven and man were at war.

If he said that the crown prince would have a catastrophe in this expedition, according to how much the emperor cared about the crown prince after he had just untied his knot, he might forcefully refute the crown prince's request to lead the army, and Meng Hui's previous troubles would naturally be resolved.

However, when he thought of the longing and high-spiritedness of the prince when he mentioned the border last night, he couldn't speak. He always felt like an executioner who destroyed the child's dream, which was particularly hateful.

Speaking of which, I obviously don't have any superfluous feelings for other people in the world plane. Ignore it if you can, and use it if you can.But for some reason, Meng Hui is always a little soft-hearted when facing his mission goals. Get used to satisfying their wishes within the scope of your ability.

...Forget it, supporting a child of luck is actually no different from raising a child.Even if you occasionally encounter one or two troublesome children, parents can't lock their children at home just to let them grow up safely, right?I can only worry about it and make myself more tired.

Consoling himself in this way, Meng Hui sighed softly: "I can't say too clearly, I can only say that His Highness the Crown Prince has three calamities in his life, and if he gets through safely, everything will go smoothly."

——Meng Hui had considerations when he said "hit three catastrophes".The nonsense "three" is to reserve an advance amount for later troubles; while the word "kalpa" is more ambiguous.

Although it cannot be said that something will happen to the prince and prevent the prince from going out, Meng Hui cannot directly tell the emperor that the prince will be smooth sailing.Otherwise, once the emperor was relieved and let go of his hands, while others were eager to do something about it, Meng Hui might cry himself.

Therefore, even if the crown prince went to the battlefield, Meng Hui had to use the reason of "tribulation" to wake up the emperor, try his best to help the crown prince eliminate the threat, and reduce Meng Hui's own workload.

Sure enough, upon hearing what Meng Hui said, the emperor's face suddenly changed: "Will this expedition be a catastrophe?"

Meng Hui answered the wrong question: "There is no way to avoid the catastrophe, but to respond to the catastrophe."

The emperor fell silent.

After a long time, the emperor let out a long sigh: "Master, can you tell me where most of the prince's calamity should be?"

Meng Hui lowered his eyes: "The calamity of the crown prince is mostly rape."

The emperor closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his face was stern and thoughtful.

After giving the emperor enough time to think, Meng Hui called out to wake the emperor up from his contemplation.

The emperor came back to his senses, and then thanked Meng Hui deeply: "Thank you, master, for clarifying the confusion."

Meng Hui returned the salute with palms together: "This little monk can only reveal this, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"These are enough." The emperor's eyes darkened, "I will repay the master's kindness."

Seeing that the emperor had his own thoughts, Meng Hui smiled slightly, and said unceremoniously, "If you want to repay... I have something to ask for your majesty's permission."

Hearing what Meng Hui said, the emperor immediately asked, "Master, please tell me."

Meng Hui has already entered the palace, and if he wants to leave the palace, he must obtain the emperor's permission. He simply took advantage of this opportunity and said, "I heard about the war at the border, and I have a feeling. I hope that this time I can go to the border with the army to save the souls of the dead. Pray and do your best.”

The emperor was startled, and then his eyes lit up: "Master is merciful, I will not hinder you, if you need anything, just tell me." After a pause, he coughed lightly, "As for my prince, I will also entrust him Master Yu, please take good care of him."

As a lost brother, the emperor trusted Master Xuanzhen very much, not to mention that his own prince was not afraid of anything, but he was able to restrain his temper when facing Master Xuanzhen, so Master Xuanzhen was naturally the best person to take care of his children.

Suddenly being "entrusted to Gu" by the emperor, Meng Hui was very satisfied, but he hesitated slightly on his face.He exchanged glances with the pleading emperor, as if he was moved by his fatherly heart, and finally sighed in compromise: "Young monk, you should do your best."

After receiving his words, although he felt guilty because of his strongman's difficulties, the emperor finally relaxed and showed a grateful smile.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the four little angels Fa Leqi, I Said, Qinyuan Chunyang, and aunilg for throwing mines, and Ashley dear for throwing grenades =333=