Chapter 353 Keqing: A few days ago, I went home very late
Jia Heng left the study and returned to the flower hall.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Qin Ye was hiding something from him.
More than ten years ago, the only things that could be kept secret were the deposed prince and the palace coup of King Zhao. But if Qin Keqing is said to be the deposed prince or the orphan of King Zhao, it seems...
But judging from Qin Ye's resume, there seems to be no trace of deposing the prince.
"Husband?" Qin Keqing called out when Jia Heng lost his mind.
Jia Heng nodded, turned around, looked at the charming and charming beauty, and sighed softly in his heart.
Afterwards, the couple had lunch in the hall, told Qin Ye about offering incense to Da Ci'en Temple, and got his consent. Then they took Qin Keqing out of Qin's house, got on a carriage, and headed towards Da Ci'en Temple.
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Chang'an City, Jinchangfang
Daci'en Temple, as a Buddhist temple in Chang'an City, is solemn, magnificent, convenient for travel, and prosperous.
Just because it was the twelfth lunar month with nine cold days and the cold wind was howling, there were only a few people on the way to Da Ci'en Temple.
Jia Heng and Qin Keqing got on a carriage and drove into the temple surrounded by their grandmothers, maids and servants.
Fa Ming, the host of the palace, had received the news in advance and came out of the abbot's Zen room to greet him. He was chatting with Jia Heng under the eaves of the corridor.
Da Ci'en Temple, located in the south of the city, dare not neglect the heads of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division who are in charge of public security in Shenjing.
In the main hall, Qin Keqing clasped his palms together, knelt on the futon, and prayed towards the Buddha statue after the confession. Baozhu, Ruizhu and several nuns were waiting quietly on both sides.
At this moment, Jia Heng looked at the monk in yellow cassocks, his face paused, and he asked casually: "Abbot Faming, the New Year is approaching, are there many people offering incense?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Monk Faming said with a faint smile on his old face, "Amitabha Buddha is kind to the world and respects the heavenly ancestor. As the New Year is approaching, pilgrims are busy with ancestor worship matters in the clan, so the incense has become much less popular."
Jia Heng listened to the abbot's words and thought to himself, this monk Faming is quite interesting.
The conversation between the two had a sense of deja vu: how is business? Business is not going well.
Jia Heng suppressed the weirdness in his heart, looked at the majestic Big Wild Goose Pagoda of Da Ci'en Temple, and said with emotion: "Your temple has the most prosperous incense, and it is the best among the three auxiliaries. Since the Tang Dynasty, it has been reformed and reformed. I don't know how many dynasties and generations it has been. The temple has been here for hundreds of years."
Don’t change its severe atmosphere.”
Even if you don’t like Buddhism, you still have to bear witness to this
In fashionable terms, the buildings in front of you are the crystallization of the wisdom of the working people, witnessing the vicissitudes of history.
Monk Faming also looked at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and said: "Amitabha, the flowers are the same every year, but the people are different every year. Although our temple has experienced hundreds of years of spring and autumn, it has also been destroyed by wars. It is only because I, the Buddha, are compassionate and protect me so much."
The Dharma is endless."
Jia Heng nodded without comment.
While the two were talking, a monk suddenly hurried up the stone steps, came closer, stood up with one palm, and said: "Abbott, Prince Zhongshun has led the female family members up the mountain to worship the Buddha, and he also ordered that the temple be closed.
No outsiders are allowed in or out, which disturbs the female family members."
Jia Heng's eyes narrowed slightly and he was stunned for a moment.
Secretly, he was really an enemy on a narrow road. He finally took some time off from his busy schedule and accompanied Ke Qing to the temple to offer incense. He unexpectedly encountered King Zhongshun and his family members offering incense.
But then I thought about it, as the end of the year was approaching, King Zhongshun led his female family up the mountain to pray for blessings and worship Buddha. It seemed to be a normal thing, but the prince seemed to want to clear the place with his words.
Jia Heng turned to look at Fa Ming and saw his surprised expression, so he asked: "How has your temple dealt with this kind of thing in the past?"
As a famous temple in Shenjing, Daci'en Temple has hosted many dignitaries.
Fa Ming hesitated for a moment and then said in a clear voice: "In the past, we would first admit the distinguished guests into the Zen room, and then not accept new pilgrims from outside the temple to make room for the distinguished guests."
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "That's the reason."
He didn't want to cause any further conflict with King Zhongshun over such a trivial matter, which would only disturb his mood.
This is different from the last time Ma Shi had a fight with his son. At that time, he intended to do favors in front of Princess Xianning.
Faming responded and was about to go down the mountain.
Not long after, a monk came up to the mountain gate again, with a look of panic on his face, and said: "Abbott, King Zhongshun has led his family members to climb the mountain. The chief minister of Prince Zhongshun wants to see the abbot."
Fa Ming frowned, and there was a look of embarrassment in his eyes under his thin eyebrows. He turned to look at Jia Heng and said, "General Yunhui, I'm sorry to accompany you."
Jia Heng said: "Abbott, if you have any trouble, you can come back to me."
Naturally, he was a little worried that Faming would not be able to withstand the pressure from Prince Zhongshun's palace.
Later, he will take Ke Qing to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda for sightseeing.
"Thank you, General Yunhui." Fa Ming thanked him and walked down quickly.
At this moment, the Chief of Prince Zhongshun's Palace had already crossed the high threshold of Da Ci'en Temple and led several servants from the palace to stand under the eaves of the corridor to serve Prince Zhongshun.
King Zhongshun, who was dressed in a python robe and uniform, was sitting on a Taishi chair brought with the carriage convoy, sipping fragrant tea, accompanied by his concubine Wei. Not far away, three people including Concubine Wu were sitting in three green clay sedans.
The three concubines inside.
Zhou Fang, led by a military officer named Dai Dian from Prince Zhongshun's palace, led a group of guards from the general banner to guard the surrounding areas with swords.
It is worth mentioning that tomorrow is the day when Concubine Wu's son, General Chen Rui of the Auxiliary State, is released from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division.
King Zhongshun's short gray beard under his chin was swaying slightly in the wind. He was holding a steaming tea cup in his hand and said with an ashen face: "This Fa Ming is becoming more and more rude. He is here alone. He
We didn’t say anything before we could greet each other, so we just left each other waiting in the cold wind.”
"Your Majesty, calm down." Ms. Wei was wearing a crimson dress and a mink fur cloak. She had golden hairpins on her hair between lush green temples. She had a charming and pretty face, full of smiles.
King Zhongshun snorted coldly and looked uncertain.
After a while, the Zhou Dynasty Governor Shi came from the Dharma Hall and came close to King Zhongshun. He whispered in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Abbot Faming has come down."
Not long after, I saw an old monk coming down the mountain surrounded by several monks.
"Amitabha, this poor monk has seen the prince." Before Faming declared his loyalty to the king, he put his palms together and gave a salute.
King Zhongshun stared at Faming with cold eyes and asked: "Master Faming, why are you so late?"
Fa Ming looked calm and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The poor monk was entertaining a pilgrim just now. Your Majesty, it's still cold here, so please go to the Zen room to have a chat."
"I and the princess are here to offer incense. Did Master Faming have anyone clear the place?" King Zhongshun asked.
Fa Ming clasped his palms together and said, "Reporting to the prince, there are still pilgrims offering incense on the mountain, but when the princess was offering incense, the surroundings of the palace had been closed down."
Zhou Changshi said coldly: "The prince led several princesses to offer incense. How could they allow others to disturb them? Why didn't they disperse and carefully bumped into the prince and the princesses?"
Fa Ming said in a loud voice: "General Yunhui and his wife are offering incense on the mountain and will also visit the temple for a while."
As the current administrator of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division in Shenjing City, it was hard for Fa Ming to offend him, but it was also hard for him to offend the clan in front of him.
"General Yunhui...huh?" King Zhongshun frowned tightly and was talking to himself when he suddenly woke up with a blur in his eyes and said, "Jia Heng?"
How come Jia Heng’s son goes to Da Ci’en Temple to offer incense?
King Zhongshun cursed in his heart.
Because Chen Rui was involuntarily detained by the Wucheng Army and Horses Division before, King Zhongshun suffered a lot from Jia Heng and was still in Nancheng, so he was a little worried now.
However, in front of Fa Ming, King Zhongshun did not want to show weakness. Instead, he loudly ordered: "Chang Shi, go up the mountain to call General Yunhui and ask him to come see Gu."
Zhou Changshi responded.
King Zhongshun immediately looked at the old god Fa Ming and said: "Master Fa Ming, please come to the Zen room to talk."
Fa Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to invite you, "Your Majesty, please come this way."
With that said, he led King Zhongshun to the Zen room.
But this scene fell on several pairs of eyes in a Zen room not far away, with cold light flashing and murderous intent hidden.
Five or six people were lurking in the dark, and the leader was a woman wearing a bamboo hat and a green outfit.
"Holy girl, do you want to do it now?" a person behind him whispered.
"There are still guards around the old thief. Let's wait until he reaches the Zen room." The woman in the bamboo hat said in a low voice, looking at King Zhongshun with a cold look in her eyes.
Several people followed King Zhongshun to Da Ci'en Temple, with the intention of assassinating King Zhongshun.
Because the palace was heavily guarded and it was difficult to enter the palace for assassination, King Zhongshun went to Da Ci'en Temple to offer incense. They sneaked into Da Ci'en Temple to ambush and prepare for the assassination.
One of them said: "The Dian Army's subordinates are leading fifty people. They will disperse later. We need to lure them away. Saint, please lead the subordinates to avoid them."
Although there are capable people and strangers in this world, there is no martial arts true energy. Facing fifty soldiers and armored attendants, the White Lotus Sect where the woman in the bamboo hat belongs, and the six people who went to Beijing to do business, they tried to assassinate King Zhongshun successfully.
, is not easy.
The woman in the bamboo hat said: "I'm sorry for you, Brother Zhang."
"Don't worry, saint, we won't delay things." The young man couldn't help but said happily when he called Brother Zhang.
"Someone...shush." At this moment, a woman behind the girl in a hat shushed.
Everyone hurriedly hid, but two monks passed by talking from the corridor.
Not to mention how a few people plotted the assassination, Jia Heng, on his side, accompanied Qin Keqing to offer incense, left the Main Hall, and led his mother and maid to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
The Big Wild Goose Pagoda is located at the Duanyang Gate of Daci'en Temple. The couple walked through the beautiful pines and cypresses and approached the "bad" Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
Jia Heng said with a chuckle to Qin Keqing on the side: "This Big Wild Goose Pagoda is where Master Xuanzang translated scriptures."
Qin Keqing saw the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in front of him and said with emotion: "I think over the years, many literati have written their names and poems on it."
"Go up and take a look?" Jia Heng asked.
At this time, grandma came over and reported: "Sir, madam, there are no other tourists in the tower."
Jia Heng nodded, and amid the snickers of Baozhu and Ruizhu, he took Qin Keqing's hand and walked towards the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
Qin Keqing raised her beautiful eyes, looked at the seven-story pagoda, and said softly: "Husband, standing on the tower, you should be able to see Chang'an City, right?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "I've never been there before, how would I know?"
As they talked, the two entered the tower and walked along the stairs. In the closed environment, Qin Keqing obviously relied on Jia Heng and held Jia Heng's hand tightly.
Jia Heng looked at his wife's face, which was like mutton-fat white jade, and was a little touched for a moment.
If it was his previous life, he should be traveling with his girlfriend.
The two of them climbed up the steps, stood on a high place, and looked through the windows. It was already afternoon, and the soft winter sunlight shone on the halls of Daci'en Temple, reflecting golden light on the glazed tiles.
The wind chime sounded, Qin Keqing stretched out her slender hand, pointed into the distance, and said with excitement and surprise in her voice: "Husband, where is Ningrong Street, right?"
Jia Heng also followed Qin Keqing's wishes and saw the scattered towns in the distance, with the archway of Ningrong Street vaguely visible.
At that time, the breeze blew, blowing a strand of Qin Keqing's hair. The twenty-eight-year-old girl, with picturesque eyebrows, said with a sweet smile: "This is what the ancients said: stand tall and see far."
Jia Heng looked at that flawless face, full of collagen, childish and youthful.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that Keqing was actually only a high school student in later generations. Although she looked more charming and gorgeous, she still retained the bright and cheerful nature of a little girl.
It was the life in the back house that restricted Keqing's temperament to a certain extent and required her to be a good wife and mother.
Thinking of this, he gently pulled Ke Qing over, held the beauty in his arms, and was about to speak in his ear.
Qin Keqing struggled slightly, a flash of intelligence flashed through her beautiful eyes, her face was as hot as fire, her eyelashes were curved and lowered, and she said in a trembling voice: "Husband... don't make trouble.'
Of course, if your husband really...
Although she climbed up to the Tianxiang Tower and looked far into the distance, overlooking the east and west mansions and climbing into the clouds, it was hard for her to control herself, but this pure place of Buddhism...
I don't know why, my heart suddenly beat faster.
Jia Heng's face darkened: "..."
Could it be that in Ke Qing's eyes, he is very good at this?
Qin Keqing smiled at this moment, turned her beautiful eyes, and looked at the handsome young man behind her, her eyes were wandering, and the charming charm was flowing from the corners of her eyebrows.
After all, she is charming, delicate and graceful.
Jia Heng knew that the girl was deliberately teasing him, so his palms could not help but curl up, and he smiled and said, "But you have become bad now."
Ke Qing made such a fuss, which really aroused a bit of anger.
Qin Keqing noticed something strange behind her. She was really scared this time. She bit her lips and said softly: "Husband..."
If her husband insists on wanting it, she...will give it to him.
"Don't worry, don't make a fuss." Jia Heng said softly, looking into the distance, and said warmly: "This is actually not that high. I will take you to climb Mount Huashan when you have more free time."
Qin Keqing held on to the railing, looked at the scenery in the distance, and said softly: "I grew up in Shenjing, but I have never been out of Shenjing City. Because of my father's strict control, I have not even visited all the famous places in Beijing."
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Next year, the peonies in the Furong Garden by the Qujiang Pool will bloom. Let's go and enjoy them together to relax."
He and Qin Keqing almost had an arranged marriage. Before that, they didn't really develop any relationship. Although they fell in love over time, he didn't seem to understand much about his wife's thoughts.
Qin Keqing's bright eyes showed a look of surprise, but then she became sad, and a bit of resentment gradually grew in her heart, but her voice was soft and soft: "My husband is busy with official duties, and sometimes he comes home very late, so there is no need to make a special trip for me."
A few days ago, I went home very late...
Jia Heng's eyes were far away, but he didn't hear the hidden meaning. He sighed: "In the past, I couldn't help myself and had to work non-stop. Now it's okay. As for the free time, cabinet ministers who have many things to do all day may not have a day off...
When the time comes, I just think it’s time to relax.”
Previously, his achievements were not obvious and his footing was unstable. He had to work non-stop. It was not until he succeeded Wang Ziteng and took control of the Beijing camp that he truly gained a firm foothold and got a chance to breathe.
Qin Keqing was thoughtful and smiled softly: "That's good."
In fact, I wanted to say out loud that you, the princess, and any other princesses could go and relax.
But he still swallowed these words.
As soon as some words are spoken, they will undoubtedly push people to the edge of the cliff, with no room for maneuver.
