Chapter 72

Hearing this, Xie Lian paused in his footsteps, but in the end he didn't look back, waved his hand, and walked forward.

Back at Xianle Imperial City, Xie Lian went to the palace first.

He didn't know why he went, not to see his parents. Not only is he a priest who cannot show his spirit in front of mortals, but more importantly, the older he gets and the longer he is away from home, the more he doesn't know how to talk to his parents. This is probably the case with all children in the world. the same. Therefore, he concealed his figure and wandered around in the palace, which he was extremely familiar with, without seeing His Majesty the King of the Kingdom anywhere else, and finally came to Xifeng Palace, where he saw his father and mother.

The two screened away the palace servants and were talking. The queen was sitting on the edge of the couch, playing with a golden mask in her hand. The face and facial features of this golden mask are carefully carved according to the real face of Xie Lian, so Xie Lian is very close when wearing it, I don't feel any difference, but it is a little scary to see it in the hands of others. The king said from the side: "Don't play with that, just put it aside and press my head."

Although the country lord and the queen made all the rules in front of others, Xie Lian saw it most clearly since he was a child. His parents and the queen were just an ordinary couple who would go on and on. The queen really put down the mask, sat over and rubbed the temple twice for the king, then suddenly brushed his hair and said, "Your hair is white again."

Xie Lian took a closer look, and sure enough, his father's temples were slightly gray, and he was three-pointed old for no reason. He pondered in his heart: "Didn't the royal father go to Huangji Temple to pray for blessings a while ago? At that time, his hair was still black, why did it suddenly turn white?"

The queen took a bronze mirror and wanted to show it to the lord, but the lord said, "If you don't see it, you won't see it. It will be dark if you dye it before you go to Taicang Mountain next time."

Xie Lian then reacted: "His hair didn't turn white for a while! It's already white, but every time I went to see me, it was dyed black. And I listened to the prayers of believers all day long, tired of running, very little I took the initiative to come back to see them, so I didn't notice."

Thinking about this section, he felt extremely ashamed. At this time, I was very fortunate that my parents could not see him there. While massaging the head of the king, the queen scolded: "I let you rest early every day, but you don't listen to me, and say that I miss you all day long. Look how ugly it has become, the Pope sees you, I don't care about you anymore."

The king hummed: "Since your emperor has grown old and his wings have hardened, he has ignored me." Having said that, he couldn't help but secretly glanced at the bronze mirror beside the bed, and muttered, "Nothing at all. How ugly, isn't that the same face?"

Thanks for the pity. He really didn't expect that his father still had such a side behind him, and he would say "bad things" about him in a sour way, and he couldn't help laughing at the moment. The Empress did the same, holding back a smile and said, "It's fine, it's not ugly. Your body is bigger than the sky, so rest early today."

The lord shook his head: "I can't rest. A lot of Yong'an people have come to the imperial city for a while now. When they come, they have to shout everywhere, making people panic and tricky."

It turned out that his father's hair turned white because of the Yong'an drought, and Xie Lian felt unspeakably uncomfortable for a while. The queen nodded and said, "I heard Rong'er say that he also met a man from Yong'an today. It is said that he was going to steal money in the temple, so scary."

The lord of the country said in a contemplative manner: "Yeah, it's terrifying. It's okay to come to dozens or hundreds of people, but if hundreds of thousands of them come here, all of them will flee in the imperial city, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

The queen hesitated for a moment, and said, "That's not necessarily true. If you are doing your duty, come here and come here."

The lord of the country said: "How can the monarch of a country take risks like 'maybe'? Besides, they must not come here. Raising a few more people is not as simple as placing a few more pairs of chopsticks. It is very complicated. You don't know, don't say it."

The queen said: "Okay, let's not talk about it. I didn't understand what you said. It would be nice if the emperor was still there, at least I could share your worries for you."

The king hummed again: "He? What can he do? It's good not to worry about me."

When he mentioned gratitude, he seemed to be in the spirit and said: "I won't talk about your emperor, you are a teenager, and you are raised like a princess. It's useless for him to know, it's just more troubles. He is still Just fly in the sky, it's best to not know anything, just do his own thing, now he's not the prince, the world is none of his business, Aifei let him fly enough."

Xie Lian silently listened to his father's scolding. Can't it?" He sighed again, and said, "This kid is fine in everything, but he doesn't want to go home. He used to study art in Huangjiguan like this, and he would not come back for a few months. Now he has soared, and it is even more powerful. I haven't seen each other in years. I don't know when I'll meet."

She complained, but the country lord excused herself for her pity: "What do you know about women? The country teacher said that the rules of the heavens are like this, how can you see him as a mortal again? You asked your emperor to come back, not to drag him. hind legs?"

The queen hurriedly said: "I'm just talking casually. I won't make such a request in front of him." She said to herself, "It's not bad to look at the idol, almost, there are his idols everywhere. ."

After watching this for a long time, Xie Lian's chest was sore, and there was something stuck in his throat. But he couldn't show up. It's not that he is afraid of breaking the rules, but that he doesn't know what to say when he appears. For the Yongan matter, he couldn't give a good solution for the time being, and his sudden appearance would only make his parents scrambling.

He quickly withdrew from the palace, went outside, took a few deep breaths, and then calmed down. After calming down and cheering up, thinking that sighing is worse than taking action, he squeezed a tactic, took the shape of a plain-clothed trail, and ran around the imperial city, measuring and recording everywhere. After a busy day of running around, he finally got a definite answer.

The water levels of all the rivers and lakes in Xianle Imperial City are really lower than before. When he was at Huangji Temple, he slipped down the mountain a few times to play, and he was rafting on the Le River, the largest river running through Xianle Country. At that time, the water surface was only slightly lower than the embankment, but now it is several feet lower. . Moreover, the residents of the city have been like this for a long time, not the recent situation. Xie Lian didn't pay attention before, but at this time, Fang Jue's signs were shocking. He originally expected that the admiration information was wrong, so he came to confirm it in person, but now he has to admit that the admiration still did not disappoint him.

After confirming this fact, Xie Lian stood on the bank of the river, thoughtful. From time to time, pedestrians walked past him, smiling and nodding, or looking curiously, and more happily doing their own thing. I don't know how long I stood there, the clouds gathered in the sky, and there was a little rain all around.

Pedestrians on the road covered their heads and looked up at the sky, saying, "It's really unfortunate! It's raining, go back quickly!"

"Yeah, disgusting!"

The rain was dripping, hitting Xie Lian's face and body, and he just reacted and said to himself: "It's raining?"

People in the imperial city can't avoid it when it rains. God knows how many people on the other side of Xianle Kingdom are eager to come to such a heavy rain. A few people ran over with umbrellas, and when they saw Xie Lian drenched in the rain, he pulled him and urged, "This little Daoist, are you still running? The rain is getting heavier!"

Thanks for the pity, he also ran along in a confused way, and ran to a long house together. Those few people put away their umbrellas, laughed at each other, and said, "Fortunately, I went out today to see that Yun Duo brought an umbrella, or else I would be a jerk."

"It hasn't rained for a long time. I'm afraid this game has been held for a long time. It's big."

"Oh, look, it's really raining again! It's going to rain heavily!"

Raindrops fell to the ground and shattered. The accents of these people are extremely cordial, which makes Xie Lian deeply realize that this is the place where he was born and grew up, and these are the people he is familiar with.

Chatting and chatting, the rain gradually became smaller, and several people said: "While it's a little smaller now, let's go!" After that, they all held up umbrellas and went out of the eaves, but Xie Lian still stood there. Several people looked back at him and discussed a few words. One of them came over and handed him an old umbrella in his hand, and said politely: "Is this little priest unable to go back? I think the rain is still a little heavy. , why don't you use this umbrella?"

Xie Lian came back to his senses and said, "Thank you. What about you?"

A few people in the rain in front coaxed: "We still have umbrellas, we can squeeze them, let's go!"

Listening to the urging of his companions, the man stuffed the umbrella into Xie Lian's hands and ran away. Several people stepped on the water and walked away, while Xie Lian held the umbrella and stood for a while. Suddenly, he saw an inconspicuous small temple not far in front of him, so he put up an umbrella and walked forward in the rain. When I got closer, I saw the couplets on the left and right in front of the small temple gate were written "in the middle of nowhere" and "heart in Taoyuan", and finally determined that this was the Prince's Palace.

Eight thousand temples have been built in three years. Naturally, it is impossible for each of them to be as gorgeous and extravagant as the one on Taicang Mountain. The bloggers are amazed, and many of them are built by grass-roots folks to join in the fun. There is no merit box, no temple blessing, just a clay statue, a few plates, and some snacks and fruits. If you have a heart to clean it up occasionally, you can be a temple alone.

Hidden in this inconspicuous corner is such an inconspicuous Prince's Palace. Before going in, Xie Lian saw the statue of the prince who was almost naive: fancy clothes, a big face with pink and white, and a big silly smile. It was a big baby. If it weren't for his worries, he would have laughed out loud.

In the past three years, Xie Lian has seen the prince who is not only 5,000 but also 3,000. I have never seen a prince that looks exactly like him. The most like is only 7 points. The rest are either too ugly or too beautiful. . Most of the other priests were too ugly, but his statue was just the opposite. Some were so beautiful that they were deformed and so beautiful that he was embarrassed. He didn't look at the clay statue carefully at first, he just glanced at it, but who knows, he caught a sudden whiteness in his eyes, so he swept his eyes back again.

In the left hand of this rough clay statue of the prince, there is a bunch of snow-white flowers.

The petals are white, stained with a little crystal dewdrop, extremely delicate, and a faint fragrance floats in the air, which is very cute. The standard posture of the statue of Prince Xianle is "wielding a sword in one hand and holding a flower in the other". However, the flower held in the left hand is of course the golden flower, gem flower and jade flower with exquisite craftsmanship. This is the first time Xie Lian has seen it. There was a statue of him holding a real flower in his hand, so he couldn't help but get closer.

After a closer look, he found that the left hand of this clay statue of the prince should indeed be holding a mud flower. But don't know if it's because of the poor craftsmanship of the statue master, the flower branch fell off, or someone picked it off as a prank. Now, there is only a small hole left in the left fist. The bunch of small white flowers just happened to be inserted in this small hole. If someone specially picked it to fill the vacancy in the left hand of this clay statue, it would be really intentional.

Just thinking of this, Xie Lian heard a burst of hurried footsteps. He didn't look back. He first concealed his figure and swept the umbrella lightly to the altar before turning around and looking down. saw a boy broke in in the heavy gray rain outside the temple.

This young man was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he was soaking wet, with dirty old clothes on his body and dirty bandages on his face. His right hand was firmly wrapped around his left fist, as if he was protecting something. After running into the temple, he slowly opened his hands.

A bunch of small snow-white flowers bloomed quietly in his hands.