The golden tiles of Huangjue Temple were also covered by heavy snow.
The sixth prince left a series of footprints in the snow and knocked on the door of Huangjue Temple.
A young monk opened the door, saw the Sixth Prince outside the door, and called out respectfully: "Young monk has seen the Sixth Prince."
Huangjue Temple is a royal temple. The young monk is no stranger to people in the royal family, and he is somewhat aware of the strife among the princes.
After seeing the ceremony, the young monk asked: "It's freezing cold and the ground is freezing. May I ask why the Sixth Prince came?"
The Sixth Prince said: "During the Chinese New Year, everything is bustling. I was worried about your brother being lonely in the temple, so I came to keep him company."
The young monk couldn't believe this. He still had some idea of why the fifth prince became a monk and what happened at the wedding.
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I'm afraid the Sixth Prince will have to make this trip in vain. Master Shixing avoids seeing guests. Yesterday, when Eunuch Fuhai came with the gifts given by His Majesty, Master Shixing also refused to see us."
Father and son were completely separated, and only then did the Holy Spirit realize his regret.
On New Year's Eve, when the fifth prince was not around, the Holy Emperor felt distressed and sent Fu Hai here, perhaps with the intention of bowing his head and hoping that his son would give him some response.
But Jing Shang was so resentful towards the Holy One that he could not turn back. He would rather knock wooden fish alone in the Buddhist temple than see the sea of blessings.
All the gifts from the Holy Spirit were returned to the Huangjue Temple. In addition, Master Shixing's status as Longzi made the monks in the temple relatively protective of Master Shixing.
The Sixth Prince looked at the half-opened gate of Huangjue Temple and said, "Master Lao, let me know. If Brother Huang really doesn't want to see you, I won't force you to come down the mountain."
The young monk hesitated, looked up at the Sixth Prince's determined look, and went to ask Master Shi Xing.
But what surprised the little monk was that Master Shi Xing didn't even meet Eunuch Fuhai, who came to represent the Holy One, but agreed to meet the Sixth Prince.
Returning to the gate again, the sixth prince had snow falling on his shoulders.
He looked at the snowy scene in the distance with a blank gaze, just like Master Shi Xing.
The young monk reluctantly found a reason. After all, these two were half-brothers.
The young monk said: "Sixth prince, Master Shixing has agreed to see you, please come with the young monk."
The Sixth Prince was quite surprised to hear that Master Shi Xing agreed to see him. He thought his trip would be in vain.
As the young monk walked to the Buddhist temple, the sixth prince saw a figure with his back turned to him, knocking on wooden fish.
The light from the snow outside filtered through the window lattice, and with the rows of incense candles in front of the Buddha, it was not dark inside the temple.
The sixth prince saw Jing Shang's smooth head and Buddhist robes, and he looked completely different from before.
He saluted with unknown mood and said, "Jingtang has met the emperor brother."
"Oh, no, look at my memory, you are no longer a prince, you are just a monk."
"Release."
But what disappointed the Sixth Prince was that Jing Shang had no reaction at all to his insinuations.
The Sixth Prince continued to look around. Except for two monks meditating in the Buddhist hall, they were the kind-hearted Buddha.
The sixth prince thought that life here would be very boring.
The sixth prince thought to himself: "How is Master Shi Xing doing recently? It's the New Year, how lonely is it to be alone in the temple?"
Jing Shang finally turned around and said to the monks in the hall: "You all should go out first."
The young monk who brought the sixth prince in was a little hesitant and called out: "Master Shi Xing, isn't this appropriate?"
Jing Shang waved to the young monk: "It's okay."
After everyone left, Jing Shang had the time to look at the Sixth Prince.
However, after not seeing each other for two or three months, their appearance and aura have changed a lot.
There was probably no one here. The sixth prince did not have a timid and flattering smile. The corners of his mouth were drooped down, there was some stubble on his chin, and the gloom between his eyebrows could not be ignored.
In the blink of an eye, the sixth prince was fifteen years old and no longer a child.
Jing Shang hit the nail on the head and said, "You must be having a hard time during this time."
The Sixth Prince seemed to have been stabbed in the foot, and his eyes asked: "Why do you see it?"
He was not doing well.
The dirty things he had done in the past were revealed one by one by Junze, and the news spread all over the city.
The mansion is full of spies planted by others, and no matter what he does, he is monitored by others.
The emperor was indifferent, the ministers were alienated, and the former concubines of the Imperial College were afraid of his murder of Zheng Yuanlang, so they all retreated.
The few supporters also have evil intentions.
Some people were playing tricks in his mansion, and there were often people wailing and crying in the middle of the night.
Even though he knew it was a lie, there was no one around him and the cold wind was blowing. He still felt sad, chilled and frightened all over his body.
It's heartbreaking, but that's all.
Jing Shang said: "If you were living a good life, you wouldn't come here."
The Sixth Prince said: "No matter how bad my life is, I still have it better than you."
Jing Shang was indifferent to his stinging words and said, "If you are willing to deceive yourself and others, it is a good thing."
The sixth prince's eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, and he said: "Deceiving yourself?"
But when he came into contact with Jing Shang's shaved head, his eyes became firm again: "Why should I deceive myself? At least I don't have to endure the death of my lover and the feeling of being powerless. At least I don't have to face a group of boring monks and hypocritical people.
Pray to the gods and Buddhas. At least I am still the son of the Holy Emperor, and I am still the sixth prince of the Yu Dynasty, and I have the power to compete for the throne."
When Jing Shang heard "the lover passed away", his eyes became cold for a moment, but disappeared quickly.
After the sixth prince finished speaking, he said calmly: "Do you think I want to be his son? Do you think I want to fight for the throne?"
The Sixth Prince laughed loudly: "Yes, you don't want to fight, you don't want anything, but there are still a bunch of people who are willing to hold everything in front of you!"
"Intelligence, martial arts, loyal servant, father's favorite, a high-ranking wife and the throne."
"All the things that are out of my reach are within your reach and you discard them like worn-out shoes."
Jing Shang did not answer, but looked at the sixth prince quietly, his eyes full of pity.
The sixth prince stepped forward and kicked down the desk next to Jing Shang to vent his anger.
He can't do anything and is helpless in the face of the current situation.
At the New Year's Eve banquet, the mother-in-law didn't even look at him, and she and Xiaoba had a great time together.
The Holy One knew clearly that what the Ninth Prince said was insulting to his face, but he ignored his feelings and continued to enjoy himself.
The younger uncle was deeply in love with his wife, and even secretly went out together with King Xiaoyao.
After returning to the mansion, even the servants in the mansion gathered together in groups and chatted.
Big red lanterns and bright fireworks.
The world is so busy, but he is the only one who endures endless loneliness.
Loneliness gnawed at his flesh and blood, and he thought of his brother Huang in Huangjue Temple, so he came there by accident.
Seeing his brother who was also lonely in the Buddhist hall, the Sixth Prince opened his mouth with sarcasm.
It's just that Jing Shang's reaction didn't give him any pleasure, and instead made him look like a clown on the stage.
One man's one-man show is ridiculous and pathetic.
Jing Shang said: "Jingtang, you shouldn't hate me."
The sixth prince seemed to have heard some joke and said: "Since I was a child, you have bullied me and humiliated me, but now you say that I shouldn't hate you?"