Royal Brother, I Will Make Your Wish Come True
Zheng Xiaomu climbed to the top of the Sutra Depository with brisk steps, her eyes curved again and again."
"Imperial brother, I made your favorite four happiness dumplings and deer tendons for you today.”
The white-robed prince looked at his happy little sister tenderly, and there was a trace of heartache in the depths of his eyes.
How many sad things did his royal sister hide in her heart?
Go to the unknown and dear…This was a great tragedy, but Xiao Mu did not mention it at all.
In front of Zheng Yuan, Zheng Xiaomu was always gentle and smiling.
She had never brought sadness to the Sutra Depository.
Zheng Yuan took the warm, dusty lunchbox."
"Little Mu, I plan to leave the Scripture Depository.”
Xiao Mu was slightly startled, but then he was pleasantly surprised."
"Really? Royal brother, you can't lie!"
Zheng Yuan shook his head with a smile and hugged the warm wooden lunch box in his arms.
"Why would I lie to you? He was indeed going to leave the Sutra Depository, but he only planned to go to the Buddhist temple to ask for a Buddhist scripture.”
Xiao Mu was slightly startled and pouted her lips, feeling a little dissatisfied."
"Royal brother! You love reading more than your royal sister!”
Zheng Yuan thought for a moment and nodded slowly.
Zheng Xiaomu was speechless.
Zheng Xiaomu was speechless.
Zheng Yuan laughed out loud and gently scratched Zheng Xiaomu's straight nose bridge. Then, his expression turned slightly serious.
"Little Mu, you still have to go and tell him about this. Ask him if the Ninth Prince, who has been trapped in the Sutra Depository for ten years, wants to go out of the Sutra Depository and the Imperial Capital.”
In these nine years and eight months, the Qing Emperor had never come to the Scriptures Depository, nor had he seen Zheng Yuan.
Zheng Yuan couldn't be bothered to argue. It was naturally best if he didn't see her.
If he really called him father, that would be making things difficult for him.
Xiao Mu shrunk her head slightly. The Qing Emperor not only disliked Zheng Yuan, but also disliked her.
But soon, Xiao Mu nodded."
"Yes! Royal brother, don't worry. I will definitely let you leave the Sutra Depository.”
As she spoke, Zheng Xiaomu looked at Zheng Yuan's face seriously."
"I'll do what I say."
Zheng Yuan didn't make a sound. He just patted Xiao Mu's head again.
.......
In the Imperial Palace.
The Qing Emperor was still flamboyant on the pale yellow paper. Every stroke had the majesty of the Emperor.
The Head Eunuch Han Cheng Bi frowned.
"Your Majesty, none of the princes have any signs of contact with that person.”
At this moment, he was a little incredulous. How did that person choose his successor?
No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand. He could only attribute it to the fact that the power of Hei Tianzi was beyond his imagination.
The Qing Emperor's expression did not change. This was within his expectations.
He continued to write on the paper in a flamboyant manner, giving a soft grunt.
Han Cheng Bi stood respectfully at the side and did not say anything.
After a while, the Qing Emperor asked without looking sideways,"
"Han Cheng Bi, how high is your Confucian cultivation? What about the Immortal Dao and Martial Dao?"
The highest-ranking eunuch in the palace lowered his head.
"Your Majesty, this old servant has reached the third realm of the Confucian Way, where I can break through a thousand people with a single word. The Immortal Way is still at the second realm, and the Martial Way is still the same.”
He slowly cultivated the first three realms on the road. At the first realm, he could kill ten with one, at the second realm, he could suppress a hundred with one, and at the third realm, he could break through a thousand with one.
The 10, 100, and 1,000 referred to the elite soldiers who had mastered the art of military formations.
The Qing Emperor smiled meaningfully."
"Imperial Uncle told you to abandon Confucianism, so you should abandon it. His eyesight can be said to be first-class in the world.”
The head eunuch shrieked,
"Here."
There was a soft rustling sound outside the hall. Not long after, a guard hurried over.
"Your Majesty, the Tenth Princess requests an audience.”
The Qing Emperor's brush paused for a moment. He had just finished writing the words,'Under the heavens, is it the royal land?'
He said calmly,"
"Xuan."
He was a little curious in his heart. This Little Ten actually took the initiative to meet him?
It was rare.
Could it be…Was it because of the marriage alliance?
Don't want to go to the Zhao-less Dynasty?
The Qing Emperor's expression suddenly turned cold. He never liked people who did not respect the Emperor's orders.
For this marriage alliance, Little Ten had to go no matter what.
Not long after, the sound of soft footsteps could be heard. Zheng Xiaomu was a little reserved and did not dare to raise her head to look directly at her father. Her voice trembled slightly,"
"Greetings, Imperial Father."
The Qing Emperor hummed softly and said dully,"
"What is it?"
Zheng Xiaomu stole a glance at Han Chengbi, who was standing motionlessly at the side. It was said that this eunuch was terrifyingly fierce. In the past, he had killed so many people in the imperial capital that blood flowed non-stop.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Xiaomu lowered her head and said weakly,"
"Imperial Father, the Ninth Imperial Brother wishes to make a trip to the Scripture Depository and go to the White Horse Temple 80 miles away from the Imperial Capital to ask for a scroll of Buddhist scriptures.”
The cold expression on the Qing Emperor's face dissipated a little. He raised the tip of his brush again and wrote on the paper. At the same time, he slowly opened his mouth.
"No,"
Zheng Xiaomu's body trembled slightly.
Then, she gritted her teeth.
"Imperial Father, the Ninth Imperial Brother has been in the Scripture Depository for ten years.”
The Qing Emperor's pen paused and his eyes drooped.
This Little Ten had a very deep relationship with Little Nine. He actually dared to argue for him.
After thinking for a moment, the Qing Emperor said lightly,"
"It's been ten years. Time flies.”
After a pause, the Qing Emperor dipped the green wood brush in his hand into the imperial ink."
"I originally wanted you to go to Buzhao two months later. Change it to next month.”
Zheng Xiaomu lowered her head even more and said with a trembling voice,"
"Imperial Father, then Ninth Imperial Brother…"
"Yes."
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