Chapter 103: Talking about Life and Death and Hearing Secrets (please vote for me)
Hearing what Huang Jin said, Dao Chi whispered: "Your Highness just came from the spiritual front?"
Huang Jin shook his head and said: "When Mrs. Wang's family comes over in the morning, His Highness will come back here. From morning to now, the rice water has not touched your teeth."
When the Taoist Chi heard this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. After two and a half years in the palace, he knew that the prince was filial, but that filial piety was divided into people. In front of his wet nurse, the prince was like a little sheep; but the prince was like a grandmother, uncle, etc.
If you are too lazy to pay attention, will you feel sad that your concubine passed away due to illness?
Mrs. Wang rarely appeared in public, and did not have close friendships with the prince and princesses. Even if she arranged for her nephews to enter the palace as companions, it was also out of family considerations and did not seem to have any selfish motives. She arranged the marriage between the Wang family and the palace.
, and it is because of his partiality for Wang Qi that he wants to arrange a comfortable and comfortable future for him.
Although I don't know why the prince was awkward, since he came here, he wanted to see him, so Dao Chi asked Huang Jin to pass it on.
Huang Jin turned around and went in. After a while, he turned back and told Dao Chi to go in.
The prince did not deal with official documents and government affairs as usual, but sat on the couch.
Seeing the Taoist idiot, he weakly said: "Erlang is here."
Not only did he look depressed and haggard, his eyes were full of confusion, and he looked completely different from the usually confident and proud prince.
When the Taoist idiot saw this, he was shocked in his heart and said: "The deceased is gone. Your Majesty, please show me your condolences."
The prince pointed to a chair and said, "I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Erlang will talk to me."
Dao Chi sat down in response and looked at the Crown Prince with some confusion in his heart.
Did he make a mistake? The prince and Mrs. Wang have a deep relationship?
But I really can't tell it. Looking at the prince's appearance, he doesn't look like he has lost his concubine, but like he has lost his concubine.
At this moment, the prince raised his eyelids and looked intently at Dao Chi, without moving his eyes for a while.
The Taoist idiot was stared at so hard that his scalp went numb, but he did not dodge, but looked back with confusion.
The prince's eyes swept over Dao Chi's hanging hair and said: "Taoism seeks immortality in this life, while Buddhism seeks happiness in the next life. Where do the seducers lead people to? The eighteenth level of hell, or the Western Spirit Mountain
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After hearing this, the Taoist idiot felt really embarrassed. What the hell was it that Taoism and Buddhism were getting mixed up?
If it were anyone else, Daoist Idiot would have to say something bluntly. After all, immortality has been too illusory throughout the ages. Ever since Qin Shihuang's search for immortals, no one has truly been immortal for two thousand years.
But what he was facing was the second generation of Dao who had been influenced by King Xing and had grown up listening to Taoist teachings since he was a child.
The Taoist idiot thought for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, Yin and Yang are different paths. When will the dead find their home, and how will the living know? Birth, old age, illness and death are the cycles of heaven. However, according to the ancient records of the past and present, the way to immortality is not without traces.
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When the prince heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Is there any trace to follow? Erlang, tell me."
This is not because the Taoist idiot is just talking nonsense, but after accompanying the prince to refine the elixir, he seriously checked a lot of books.
The prince likes to make alchemy, and it is nothing more than what it can give him to look forward to. What do he expect? There are only two things, one is to cure diseases and strengthen the body, and the other is to prolong life.
Many Taoist books on alchemy are deceiving people in this way. Not to mention others, even Taoist idiots were a little moved after reading them, but they lacked energy and did not have the perseverance to pursue the Tao.
There are doctors who can take the place of curing diseases and strengthening the body, which is not the most important thing. People in the world are obsessed with alchemy, mostly for the purpose of "prolonging life" and achieving longevity.
Since the Crown Prince wants to live forever, let’s start with longevity. Thinking of this, the Taoist Chi said: “According to historical records, the longest-lived person in ancient and modern times is Peng Zu, with a lifespan of eight hundred years. There are also ancient saints, three emperors and five emperors, who also lived more than a hundred years. Because it is
The lives of ancient legendary figures are unreliable. Throughout history, there are many elderly people who have lived a long life or lived for more than a hundred years. But it is not just the thirty-six lines that lead to the elderly.
Among the longevity people, there are emperors, King Wen of Zhou is ninety-three years old, King Wu of Zhou is ninety-six, King Mu of Zhou is one hundred and five years old, Emperor Zetian, Song Gaozong, and Yuan Shizu all live to be eighty years old; there are great generals, Cangjie, and Yi Yin.
When they are over a hundred years old, Laozi, Guan Zhong, Yasheng, and Lu Dai live as long as an octogenarian; there are literati and refined scholars, as far away as Dou Gong, Zhang Cang lives a hundred years, and recently there is Zhou Shouyi, who was given a banquet by Emperor Taizu of this dynasty, who lived a hundred and sixty years.
He is the most popular person in this dynasty.
Some doctors, including Bian Que, Hua Tuo, and Sun Yaowang, all lived to be over a hundred years old; Wang Bing, Meng Xian, Qian Yi, Liu Hejian, etc., all lived to be old.
Some monks said that Xu Xun, who "achieved the Tao, chickens and dogs ascended to heaven" was one hundred and thirty-six years old, while Kuai Jing was one hundred and seventy-eight years old and still strong;
Hui Zhao lived two hundred and ninety years, Le Zhengzi died at the age of one hundred and eighty, and they were all the longest-lived monks. There was also the Taoist priest Leng Qian who lived in hiding during the Yongle period of this dynasty, with a life span of one hundred and fifty years.
There are common people, the official history is difficult to verify, and most of them are recorded in unofficial histories: Dongfang Father, Xianbei Nu, Cai Lan Gong, and Xiao Peng Zu, whose life spans range from a hundred to more than four hundred years."
After listing these ancient life spans only once, the Taoist idiot's mouth went dry and he had to stop and take a breath.
The prince was listening with great interest. When he saw this, he hurriedly ordered Huang Jin: "Quickly pour Erlang a cup of tea and let him moisten his throat."
Huang Jin was standing by, listening to Tao Chi's talk, with admiration in his eyes.
There was not a single word of comfort, but it attracted all the thoughts of the prince. The prince is now as decadent as before. However, these words are about "the way to immortality". They are not trying to persuade the prince to seek enlightenment. That would be a sin.
It's a taboo for the princess.
Huang Jin poured tea for Dao Chi and then retreated to the entrance of the palace, paying attention to the outside world from the corner of his eyes.
If Dao Chi's words reach the ears of the princess, Dao Chi will be disgusted by the princess, and he will not be able to find a way out, and he might be suspected by the prince of being an informer.
I don't want to bear that suspicion. Although the princess has the final say in the palace now, the prince is the master of the palace. How could he be short-sighted and make the prince unhappy in order to please the princess?
The Taoist idiot's throat was a little tight, so he finished a cup of hot tea in two gulps, and then said: "The older the legendary figures are, the longer their lifespans are; the ancients whose real lives can be tested are mostly over 100 or 150 years old.
From this, it can be proved that, let alone longevity, a life span of up to 150 years is within the reach of human beings. An emperor holds power and can be happy and angry as he pleases, and it is easy to live a long life; generals and ministers are great and wise, and those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial details and have a good temperament.
Open-minded; literati, cultivate one's mind and nature, and cultivate one's mind; doctors, who understand diseases and know how to keep the body healthy; monks, who abandon adultery and have a peaceful mind; there are hermits among the people, and there are also those who live long lives."
The prince listened and thought that his status was neither above nor below, and he couldn't help but be startled. He was a vassal king and was raised by the imperial court, with no physical and mental freedom.
I heard the Taoist idiot continue to say: "Emperors, generals, scribes, monks and Taoists all come to the same goal through different paths. They cultivate the state of mind; doctors cultivate the body. Among the common people, the hermits and great sages work to make a living to cultivate their bodies, and they enjoy the world to cultivate their minds.
Take care of both.”
When the prince heard this, he raised his eyebrows. Could it be that he was not as good as an old man from the countryside? Whether it was the so-called "refining the mind" or "refining the body", he had time. There were many avenues, but he was not completely hopeless.
Thinking of this, the prince's originally anxious mood gradually calmed down and he said: "I haven't noticed the feeling of being separated from an orphan, but I have experienced the pain of being separated by death. Just like my sister, my father, and my concubine. My sister is four years older than my orphan, and there are
The style of the eldest sister. When I was young, I often played behind my sister. I was the most naughty, folding flowers and climbing willows, and could not be quiet for a while. The other sisters found it annoying and taught me a lesson from time to time, but only my sister doted on me. Then
One year, it was almost the Dragon Boat Festival, and the flowers in the inner garden were brilliant..."
His voice became deeper and deeper, and it already had a vibrato at the end.
If given a choice, Dao Chi would really want to turn around and leave.
Looking at this posture, the next thing is the secrets of the palace. How can you listen to it casually?
But he had no choice. Since the prince was willing to talk, he could only listen. If he quit at this time, he would offend the prince.
Danger and opportunity coexist, and the relationship between people sometimes becomes more closely tied by secrets.
Moreover, in addition to himself, there was Huang Jin standing at the door, and he also had someone to support him.
The Taoist idiot looked at the door unkindly and saw Huang Jin standing there with his head lowered, his face pale and sweat dripping from his forehead.
Obviously, as an internal official of the palace, Huang Jin had a rough idea of the prince's mention of the garden's past.
The prince did not look at Dao Chi, nor did he look at Huang Jin, but continued to tell with a confused face: "I felt that the room was stuffy and refused to take a lunch break, so I took my sister to accompany me to the garden to play...
Among the dancing flowers, Gu thought it was ugly, so he hit the hive with stones... A swarm of bees rushed out, buzzing, and came towards them... The servants and maids were panicked, and Gu Yi was stunned... My sister hugged Gu into her arms.
"The bee stung my neck, and I felt pain and howled, so I covered my head and neck with my sleeves..." At this point, her voice was already choked with sobs.
Dao Chirao was calm, but his expression changed this time.
No wonder Huang Jin broke into a cold sweat when he heard the prince mention the garden. This was really an incredible secret.
The prince continued: "Servant woman, I have been protecting my master for a long time. I have been protected by my sister and I am safe. My sister was poisoned by bee venom in thirty-four places... her face was ruined and her body was damaged..."
After saying this, the prince burst into tears: "I owe my sister my life, I am ashamed of my concubine... I dare not see my concubine..."
Daoist idiots can only act sluggishly and cannot say anything to persuade them.
Needless to say, the "sister" the prince spoke of was none other than the second princess born to Mrs. Wang.
Dao Chi didn't know much about the princess who died young. He only knew that she died of illness when she was ten years old and was quite favored by the prince during her lifetime.
At this time, there were too many children who had died in infancy. In the palace alone, one prince and two princesses had died. No one paid much attention to the illness of the second princess.
No wonder they felt that the prince and concubine treated the Wang family too seriously, and the nephew who was the daughter of a direct princess was given as a concubine. This was mentioned in other places as news. But because the Wang family was the head of the Anlu gentry, people forgot about Wang Qi's important role.
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It turned out that the death of the second princess was caused by the crown prince.
After years of secrets were poured out, the prince seemed to have exhausted all his strength and slumped down on the bed, muttering: "My concubine is returning to the west, can I reunite with my sister..."