After looking around, Concubine Qing closed her eyes to rest.
Occasionally, a concubine would come over to greet her, but she would just chat for a few words and then remain silent.
Soon the time came, and the white-haired Master Hongguang twirled his Buddhist beads and led several disciples into the altar.
Buzz
There was a whisper.
Although Master Hongguang is famous all over the world, Emperor Changxing's concubines have lived in the palace for a long time, and many of them met him for the first time.
Although all the concubines were well aware of the strict rules of the palace, they still couldn't help but make a fuss.
snort!
The queen first turned around and glanced coldly, then stood up and said, "I have met the master."
The surrounding voices were quickly cut off, and everyone quickly stood up after the queen and greeted her in unison.
"The poor monk has seen all the empresses, and they are very polite."
Master Hongguang raised his lowered eyes and looked around.
Falling on Concubine Qing, his eyes flickered.
After bowing to each other, he stopped talking and ordered the young disciples to start praying according to the procedure.
"Quick," a clear and beautiful voice suddenly sounded from below, "record everything the master said and did. After I go back, I will recite it and memorize it by heart for God's blessing..."
Be bold!
The Queen, who had just sat down, turned her head angrily to look for her voice.
However, Concubine Qing did not even look at her, and only focused on giving orders to her female officials and personal maids.
"Yes, empress!"
The maids were already prepared, with pens and paper laid out on the bed. Now they were each performing their duties, holding their earphones up and carefully transcribing Master Hongguang's words above.
Huh!
The other concubines looked at each other, with strange flashes in each other's eyes.
Recently, the Zhenguo Palace really needs some blessings. Unfortunately, this prayer meeting ordered by His Majesty has nothing to do with them. Is there any need to copy it?
"Empress?" The masters had different thoughts, but the maid couldn't sit still.
Soon a group of concubines looked at each other in confusion.
Except for Concubine Mei, who was wholeheartedly praying for her son's safe return, the other concubines thought that Emperor Changxing would appear here. All their thoughts were spent on their faces and clothes, and almost no one prepared pen and paper.
Moreover, each palace is quite far away from Yinghua Hall, and Master Hongguang has no intention of stopping and waiting for them. It is probably too late to go back to get paper and pen now.
"When you pray for blessings, you are sincere. Sisters, just keep all the Master's scriptures in mind."
"After the big deal is over, the sisters ask Sister Qing for a copy."
"Too……"
The blessing ceremony was carried out in such a strange atmosphere.
"Amitabha, there is a seven-jeweled pavilion, with comfort as the ground, blessing and wisdom as the foundation, compassion and wisdom as the beam, emptiness of nature as the tiles, expedient means as the door, the six degrees of perfection as the ladder, and Bodhi as the top, let her..."
The old monk who was lecturing in the circle quickly noticed the movement below.
Unknowingly, his words also slowed down. I don't know whether he wanted the concubines to better understand the meaning of the scriptures or to make it easier for Concubine Qing's maids to copy his words.
As a result, the originally planned end of the prayer for life was delayed for half an hour, and some of the concubines were so hungry that their eyes were filled with tears.
The prayer meeting finally ended, and the group returned to Qingyun Palace.
Bang bang bang.
Soon there was a knock on the palace door again.
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, willingly or unwillingly, many concubines, including the queen, sent maids to copy the scriptures.
Concubine Qing is also generous. As long as someone comes to copy, she will not refuse.
This tossing lasted for half a night before Qingyun Palace gradually returned to its former tranquility.
The hour was approaching, but Concubine Qing did not rest.
She dispersed some maids before speaking: "Lan Xin, get the dictionary!"
"Your Majesty," the female officer said, some of the monks were confused, "Is this the Pinyin Dictionary compiled by the old master? I wonder which edition you want."
Concubine Qing nodded and silently read the copied scripture for a long time, "First edition."
Soon the first edition of the dictionary was delivered to Concubine Qing.
"Seven, sixty-nine, four hearts..." She muttered something while reading the old monk's scriptures and flipping through the dictionary. Slowly, each word appeared on the paper and gradually turned into a sentence.
The next day, morning.
Inside and outside the Golden Palace, hundreds of civil and military officials gathered together.
After dealing with ordinary political affairs, Changlu stood up.
He habitually raised his voice and said: "If there is something to do, we will start, and if there is nothing, we will leave."
There was silence below.
When Emperor Changxing saw it, he was about to get up and leave.
"Your Majesty," the white-haired Minister of Rites Fan Wen came out, "I have something to report."
Emperor Changxing had a headache for a while, but he still had to endure it and said: "Ai Qing, as the Minister of Rites, I wonder what the Ministry of Rites has to do?"
When he mentioned the word "Rites", he gritted his teeth and raised his voice.
"Your Majesty," Fan Wen pretended not to hear, "The Ministry of Rites has determined that there is something important to report."
"Say it." Emperor Changxing breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that the matter of establishing the crown prince is suspended, the most important thing for the Ministry of Rites is to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet or deal with the troublesome matters of the princes who come to Beijing.
It's not even worth mentioning to the lofty emperor.
"The Master said: The way is to govern, and the way is to punish, so that the people can avoid it without being shameful; the way is to virtue, and the way is to be polite, and there is shame and morality."
"I believe that good moral standards can not only restrain the people, but also restrain and inspire soldiers everywhere."
Ahem.
Emperor Changxing couldn't help but cough.
However, Fan Wen seemed to have not heard anything and continued talking.
"This year is the 32nd year of Changxing. According to the etiquette of this dynasty, it is the year when the fortress of Yanchuan sends the spirits back to their hometown."
"But the war in the west was stalemate during the Qingming Dynasty, so the etiquette had to be postponed four years."
"Now that the war in the west is generally over, the battle report from the Rock Frontier Fortress has been sent back to Xingji City. The soldiers and people in the west have sacrificed their lives to defend the country, and they can be said to be loyal and loyal."
"However, the battle report said that the soldiers suffered heavy casualties and were in urgent need of rescue."
He turned to look at the Minister of Household Affairs, "After so many days, I wonder if the Minister has collected the personnel and materials to support the west?"
Before Qian Liang could say anything, Fan Wen turned to look at the dark-faced Minister of the Ministry of War on the other side.
"Guan Shangshu, the Ministry of War has always had a motto, military discipline is like iron, national law is like heaven, orders and prohibitions must be carried out, and the army must be run strictly."
"In this battle, both sides invested more than 400,000 troops. It can be said to be a battle that determines the life and death of the western region. General Huo Linghuo's battle report has proved that the Yanhui Corps neglected its duties and supported the troops and did not save them, resulting in our army's military strength being at an extremely low level.
Disadvantage."
"Fortunately, all the soldiers sacrificed their lives to serve the country. Even though they were far outnumbered, they still defeated the Xiliang people and drove them back to the grassland. Even so, they paid a heavy price. In the Yankui Fortress, more than half of the Yingling Army was killed or wounded, and the Dingxi garrison was even more
Almost the entire army was wiped out."
"Now this matter has caused an uproar throughout the empire and everyone is aware of it. The Yanhui Legion and its general Tian Hongyan have been criticized by thousands of people and reviled by thousands of people."
"Your Majesty," Fan Wen turned around and saluted.
He looked at Emperor Changxing, who had a gloomy look on his face.
"I went to court or on the streets a few days ago. Whenever I met the people, no matter they were familiar or unfamiliar, they all asked me how the court would deal with Tian Hongyan. As they spoke, they all gritted their teeth and breathed fire with their eyes, looking like they wanted to eat his flesh and suck his marrow.
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"Therefore, I respectfully request your majesty to support the west as soon as possible, and at the same time recall the generals of the Yanhui Army. After the three divisions will review, you can give an explanation to the soldiers who died in the west and the people of the world!"
Wow.
Suddenly, a crowd of courtiers knelt down outside the Golden Palace.
"Your Majesty, please support Dingxi County as soon as possible and recall General Yanhui Corps for trial."