The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Yu Daochun continued reading seriously.

Gradually, he entered the realm of ecstasy. He was so fascinated that he could not help but subconsciously applauded several times: "This sentence is the best, this sentence is the best, it can't be better."

The Daode Jingyi Jiyi is originally made by Taoist masters. It is based on the predecessors. The masters, ordinary people may not see clues. It can be said that Dao Chun is not an ordinary person. The more he looks, the more unpredictable he is. , The more you look, the more exciting you are.

I saw him nodding ecstatically, and sometimes thoughtful, it seemed that he felt something from this "The Collection of Moral Mantras".

After reading an article entitled "The Collection of Moral Mantras", Yu Daochun suddenly looked up, as if he had a feeling of being like another world.

The disciples looked at the real people one by one. For a long time, Yu Daochun took a deep breath, and then smiled bitterly: "I don't know what the high man made this, it is ... terrible ..."

He used the word terrible to describe it.

The Book of Moral Truth Collection has been written since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and it complements the Taoist classics at this time. The danger of writing is real people, and it is the most famous real person decades ago. It's not surprising that people praise so much.

At this time, Yu Daochun's face was cold, and his face was solemn and authentic: "I will copy it immediately. From today, I will wait for the good students to study. Then there will be new gains. "

The disciples shouted: "Carefully follow the orders of the true master."

There was a disciple who did not forget to remind: "It's just ... where the empress dowager ..."

Yu Daochun looked stern: "Tomorrow, the poor Dao will go to the Dalu Division, and ask the Dalu Division to quasi-poor Dao to see the Empress Dowager."

With that, he glanced down at the Daodejingjingyiyi again, and couldn't help feeling sad!

He has passed the age of sparseness, and I ca n’t think that in this age of sparseness, he can still read such scriptures. There is no regret in his life.

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At this time, Zhu Houzhao was very worried about Fang Jifan. He couldn't get out of the palace and wanted to disclose the news to Fang Jifan.

The empress dowager was furious. After learning that, the emperor Hongzhi hurried to the Renshou Palace. What surprised him was that the empress dowager was irritated by the prince.

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The emperor Hongzhi was even more shocked that you copied the scriptures to express her filial piety to the empress dowager. Whoever expected you to be inferior to the dog was actually a ghostwriter.

Zhu Houzhao was almost taken out of the Renshou Palace by the Emperor Hongzhi, and then kneeled obediently at the door of the Nuan Pavilion.

This time, Emperor Hongzhi didn't do anything, but ... obviously he had thought of a more unique gameplay.

He held the ticket sent by the cabinet alone, looked at it in a low voice, and occasionally looked up, and the window of the Nuan Pavilion opened, and Zhu Houzhao knelt outside the window, where the Emperor Hongzhi could see.

Liu Jin knelt obediently in the corner of the Nuan Pavilion. After emperor Hongzhi asked the situation slowly, he couldn't help frowning.

How did he feel that the initiator of this incident was Zhu Houzhao, which must have nothing to do with Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan was unreasonably pulled by the prince to copy the scriptures, could he not agree?

These two guys used to think that Fang Jifan was the most pitted. Now it seems that the most pitted is his own son, which is a shame.

But the guy in Fang Jifan really didn't know what to say. If you copy it, you have to write a commentary by yourself.

Emperor Taizugao was always afraid of certain meeting gates and Taoism gates under the banner of the Devil Dao. These so-called Taoism gates were neither true nor true, they distorted the Taoism, swindled and deceived them, and even more Or directly rebellious.

Therefore, any arbitrary misinterpretation of Taoism is extremely serious for the court.

Your Fang Jifan is not a Taoist priest. What are you doing?

Emperor Hongzhi wanted to see the scripture notes, and wanted to know what kind of flowers Fang Jifan played in the Daodejing.

However, the note has been sent to Longquan Temple, and Emperor Hongzhi is not only worried, but how should he explain to his mother?

Hey, since I haven't seen the commentary, I can only read it again tomorrow.

It's just that this prince is so irritating. He was eaten by dogs with his conscience. The great grandmother treated him so well. He even played tricks in copying scriptures and books.

The emperor Hongzhi scolded Zhu Houzhao in his heart. His eyes were away from what he had planned, and he looked up and out the window.

It was a hot summer day and the weather was very hot. I saw Zhu Houzhao kneeling under the temple yin, and coughed: "Go, let this son kneel further away, don't lean on the yin."

The **** was so scared that the atmosphere did not dare to come out, and could only go out in a hurry.

When Zhu Houzhao saw someone coming out, he was originally listless and felt that his knee was no longer his own, but he suddenly became energetic. He knew that the father and emperor must not be reluctant to suffer.

But the **** cried with a sad face: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has an oracle, please move your position."

"Move ... Move your position?" Zhu Hou Zhao was stunned and didn't understand.

"Remove there, where the sun is so big that the palace can't be overshadowed ..." The **** seemed very emboldened, for fear of offending His Royal Highness.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly became furious: "It will die, this palace is still young."

I don't know when, he suddenly learned Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan's servant, under the banner of brain disease and young, swaggered around.

The **** grimaced and said: "Otherwise ... the slave-servant goes to your majesty ..."

"No need." Zhu Houzhao, though unwilling, was very real, moved to the sun obediently, and knelt again.

This time, the extra spirit of kneeling, after all, he is not stupid and smart. At this time, he was enraged against the scales, and he still wanted to bargain. Is n’t this death?

Although sometimes, he also knows how to fight and lift bars, but it also depends on the time, this time because of the great-grandmother, the father and emperor will certainly not let him go easily.

But ... should I "halo" in the past and fall down? Can this win sympathy?

He started the war between heaven and man, but what was more terrible was that when he was exposed to the sun, and his legs and knees were sore, he did n’t even eat at noon, so he felt powerless.

But today, Emperor Hongzhi seemed to be following him, sitting in the Nuan Pavilion, with no intention of driving.

The sky was getting darker. Zhu Houzhao felt hungry and tired. He almost passed out, but he was so anxious in his heart that he didn't go out. How could he report to Fang Jifan?

This time he was really sorry for Fang Jifan. The great-grandmother was so angry that 80% of Fang Jifan was worse.

But ... he is a mud-bodhisattva crossing the river, and he cannot guarantee himself.

When it was hard to reach the child, the moon in the sky was like a silver plate, and the light fell down, and the snare sounded in the warm pavilion.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly understood that the father and emperor planned to stay in this warm pavilion tonight? It seems that he has been expected to be absent, and his son is out of luck out of nowhere.

Zhu Houzhao didn't dare to secretly get rid of it, he was so hungry that he stuck his back to his back!

At this moment, under this moonlight, a slim figure appeared quietly.

The figure covered the moon's glory behind him. Zhu Houzhao looked up weakly. He was dizzy and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister ..."

This person is the crippled Taikang Princess Zhu Xiurong.

As soon as he saw his sister coming, Zhu Houzhao burst into tears and felt a life of despair.

He clearly saw that the girl's hands, covered by the long sleeves, had a black lacquered food box with cinnabar and phoenix!

Zhu Houzhao smelled the scent of chicken legs. He swallowed and swallowed carefully. Then he glanced carefully at the Nuan Pavilion, fearing that the snores in the Nuan Pavilion would stop, and whispered: "Sister, you are the best to treat me, I will wait for my mother to save me later , Who is expected to be my sister ’s mind. "

Zhu Xiurong crouched, looking very nervous, and whispered softly: "The mother knows how to intervene with her great-grandmother, where to intervene. Others are afraid of the punishment of the father and the emperor, and they dare not come. I thought to myself that my brother must be hungry. That ’s it, otherwise you ca n’t eat it, brother, you ’re fine. ”

"Nothing is going to die, I'm hungry ..." Zhu Houzhao burst into tears, eyes staring straight at the food box.

Zhu Xiurong blushed, and seemed to slip out of his bedroom for the first time at night.

She whispered: "I brought you food, I'm afraid you are hungry, um ... why did the emperor's grandmother suddenly hate so much ... hate Fang Jifan?"

Zhu Houzhao licked his mouth and said, "This guy, look for death!" Zhu Houzhao was angry and speechless: "Let him copy the scriptures ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He didn't want to write it himself. Well, the emperor's grandmother was furious and said that he was deceitful and confounding, and that he was alienated. It was a freshman's temper, is there a chicken leg in my sister, I smell the smell of chicken legs. "

Hearing the demon's words to confuse the people and leave the apostasy, Zhu Xiurong couldn't help shivering her shoulders, her pink and pretty face was pale under the moonlight.

Fang Jifan is his life-saving benefactor.

He still treats himself so well.

Although sometimes weird, but compared with this more weird brother, I do not know how many times better.

He is still angry for himself. Although he feels that he is going to fight Mother Liu like that, there is always something wrong, but he is still for his own good.

But now, the great-grandmother was angry, this is really bad.

In this palace, everyone knew that the great-grandmother was quiet and indifferent, and she had little temper, but once she was angry, even the father and emperor dared not follow her heart.

Zhu Xiurong actually fell into a sense of inexplicable panic, a pair of eyes competing with the stars in the sky, it was particularly moving, and there was a slight mist in the eyes!

At this moment, she whispered softly: "Brother, you have to think of a way, otherwise it will be worse, he ... Where do you know the temperament of the emperor's grandmother, and do not know that writing scriptures will be a big disaster, brother, you have to Thoughts, or ... go to the mother ... I can't go, I am a woman's house, how can you talk, brother, you are thick-skinned, if you are begging for help, your mother must be soft-hearted. "

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