Abbot Deyun slowly opened his eyes, and the emperor looked at him eagerly without urging him.
"A natural disaster in the capital not only brings suffering to the people, but also creates negative associations among people."
When a country experiences a major change, everyone will have misleading thoughts.
Just like every time there was a sudden upheaval in the past, the emperor in power had to issue a self-blame edict and take the blame on himself.
The people are in panic, the emperor's reputation is declining, the country is about to fall into chaos, and the court is in danger.
That’s all in the future. What the emperor wants to know now is how to prevent it.
"I don't know what the master said about the solution..."
"The opportunity to crack the code lies with one person. That person should be in the southwest."
"Southwest? Isn't that Prince Rui's territory?"
By the way, Ma Zhao, Han Zeyu and others are also there. Could the opportunity that the master mentioned be with Han Zeyu?
The natural disasters that can happen in the capital are nothing more than drought, locust plague, plague, and earthquake.
At present, the possibility of drought and locust plague is very small.
Judging from the amount of rainfall this year, it doesn't seem likely that floods will occur.
In fact, the most likely scenario is that an earthquake will turn over, causing great suffering to all living things, and the intensity of the earthquake must be quite high.
Houses collapsed, casualties were heavy, grief was widespread, and the people were displaced...
Just thinking about it makes me shudder. Such a scene is too terrifying.
He knew that Han Zeyu's ability belonged to the earth element, but he didn't know whether he could stabilize the situation or make accurate predictions.
He didn't dare to think about the former, but if it was the latter, it would be good to evacuate the people to a safe area in advance.
"I have sent people to look for that person of immeasurable merit. I wonder if the master has any suggestions?"
Abbot Deyun shook his head: "I need to go there in person. At the moment, I don't know the man's exact location."
Everything you say now is empty talk. Finding the right person is the most important thing.
His Majesty the Emperor did provide him with a clue: "Master, I believe you have also read the Annals of the Original Xia Dynasty. The author of that book left Beijing last year and was assigned to Shuzhou. Master, you can start with him..."
Abbot Deyun suddenly stood up, his sickly look gone, and with a look of excitement in his eyes, he said, "This is all God's will. Everything has its own destiny. We should really start with him."
His Majesty the Emperor said awkwardly, "I'm not talking about him, but his husband Han Zeyu."
A boy named Han Zeyu?
Abbot Deyun was stunned for a moment. He should have some impression of this man. He seemed to be the burly young man who played snowball fight with him.
It was really fate's trick, but now that things had come to this, he had to go, and this old man of his had to go first.
All living beings suffer. It is so hard to live in peace without war. If we don’t even have a place to live, we will become rootless and life will be too difficult for the people.
His Majesty the Emperor felt full of hope, and he also thought about the purpose of the Queen Mother's visit and Xiao Chenxuan's injury.
Abbot Deyun has seen the child. He has a shallow relationship with his parents, but he has noble people to help him in his life. It is a good fate.
"I can't do it today. I'll go down the mountain tomorrow to take a look. Let me make it clear first, I don't know any medical skills, so I can't be of much help."
His Majesty the Emperor appreciates it. It is their fault that they have troubled the master. He is worthy of being the highest decision-maker of the royal temple for being able to do this for the country and the people.
I just have a bad temper.
Zhou Yi wanted to go and see Xiao Chenxuan. He was so full of life before, so why is he in critical condition now?
He had thought that entering the Prince's Mansion would be a hassle. After all, his official position was not high, and he seldom interacted with the Prince's Mansion on a daily basis.
Unexpectedly, after he introduced himself, the doorman actually let him in.
Zhou Yi was a little puzzled. Is it so easy to enter the Prince's Mansion?
I don't know if the Queen Mother's reprimand worked.
Xiao Chenxuan, who usually has a serious face and is mature beyond his years, is now lying quietly on the couch with flushed cheeks.
Thinking of how mischievous this kid was as a child, and comparing it to his current situation, I can't help but sigh.
You are not even sixteen years old yet, and you still have a long way to go in the future, so you must hold on!
Zhou Yi took advantage of the maid's unpreparedness and quickly touched Xiao Chenxuan's forehead.
It didn't feel particularly hot, but rather a strange feeling.
Don't get me wrong, as a married man, he is not interested in homosexuality, unlike a pervert like Han Zeyu.
He just felt that the aura around Xiao Chenxuan was very similar to that of someone in the Dali Temple prison.
He was the man who had destroyed the Dali Temple prison and promoted the upgrading and renovation of the cells.
During the reformation period, the man was still locked in an iron cage and was guarded by the powerful man.
Later, the man recovered inexplicably. He knew that it was Han Zeyu who did something, but he never confirmed it with the person himself.
After all, there's no point in verifying it, because that person never tells the truth.
He had seen through this man's true face as early as when they first met at the mass grave.
But now Han Zeyu has left Beijing. What should we do in this situation?
No, he couldn't just stand by and watch him die. He had watched his child grow up, so he had to try his best and couldn't just watch him die.
Zhou Yi asked for an audience with the Emperor and told him his concerns and speculations.
This brat is quite popular, and the emperor is also full of emotion.
In the afternoon, Abbot Deyun went to the Prince's Mansion to read fortunes. That's right, he went there to read fortunes, not to treat illnesses.
Zhou Yi, who had just left in the morning, went to the residence of Prince Pingyang in the afternoon.
Following His Majesty's instructions, he revealed all his guesses, and then stared at Master Deyun with hope.
The old monk nodded mysteriously, looked at Xiao Chenxuan's condition again, said nothing, and left mysteriously.
There were people coming and going in the Prince's Mansion every day, and visitors were endless. The Princess of the County dared not to be angry but to speak out. After all, it was the negligence of the couple that led to the current situation.
When Abbot Deyun returned to Dingyun Temple, he called Abbot Yuanjue over.
Abbot Yuanjue followed his uncle to the meditation room without knowing why, and found that his uncle had started packing his bags.
No way! You're so old, where do you want to go?
"Master, where are you going to travel?"
Abbot Deyun said calmly, "I'm going to travel around southern Yunnan and Shuzhou."
What? Not only was he traveling alone, but he was also traveling to Shuzhou, a thousand miles away.
Shuzhou is mountainous and the Shu Road is difficult to travel. Why is it that my uncle, at such an old age, wants to suffer so much?
Besides, not everyone can enter the Southern Yunnan City.
Abbot Yuanjue consoled him, "The two southwestern provinces are Prince Rui's territory. Uncle Master, please think twice."
"It's okay, if you can't win, you won't run away!"
Abbot Yuanjue's eyes went dark, and he hurriedly chanted the Buddha's name, reminding himself to stay calm. This was his uncle, he couldn't hit or scold him, he had to stay calm.
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