Chapter 439: Meeting Chen and Giving a Talisman
Chapter 439: Meeting Chen and Giving a Talisman
On the way to Huguo Temple, Jiang Wumei was always worried.
Inside the carriage, the child leaned on the window, looking at the scenery outside, chattering with curiosity all the time, excitedly sharing the beautiful scenery outside the window with Xiao Tong and Jiang Wumei.
Jiang Wumei occasionally responded to the child, and the rest of the time, her eyes were fixed on the rolling mountains outside the car.
Xiao Tong sat beside her, put his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek, saying softly:
"Today I went to Huguo Temple and asked Master Lechen to set the date for the Queen's coronation ceremony.
This way, I can rest assured."
Xiao Tong stared at Jiang Wumei with a complicated and deep gaze, fearing that the person in front of him would disappear if he missed her.
Ever since the dream in which he fell into a coma due to poisoning, the first thing Xiao Tong would do when he woke up in the middle of the night was to check if the person next to him was still there.
This kind of uneasy fear was also one of the reasons why Xiao Tong insisted on bringing Jiang Wumei to the Huguo Temple.
Jiang Wumei blinked her eyes mistily:
"Isn't there an Imperial Observatory in the court?
Your Majesty, do you trust Master Chen so much?"
Lechen was asked to calculate everything, and it seemed that Xiao Tong was very convinced of Lechen.
Jiang Wumei's eyes dimmed a little, and she pursed her lips and didn't want to speak.
Xiao Tong responded to her question:
"Compared to the Imperial Observatory, I feel that Master Lechen is three times more capable."
This is what Xiao Tong really thinks.
At that time, Jiang Wumei faked her death and escaped. He looked at the charred corpse and didn't believe at all that she was Niao Niao.
But when he asked the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to calculate Niao Niao's life or death, those useless people in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory couldn't even give him a complete answer.
He was forced to hold on to a glimmer of hope and go to see Lechen with the corpse. When he was completely desperate, it was Lechen's words that he was still alive that saved him and rekindled his hope.
Now, he encountered the second problem, so naturally he had to go to Lechen for help.
Jiang Wumei had nothing to say and didn't want to talk to Xiao Tong about Lechen anymore. She simply turned her head to look at the child, picked up the snacks prepared in the car and started feeding him.
The Emperor, the Imperial Noble Consort and the young prince personally visited the Huguo Temple. The entire back mountain of the Huguo Temple was sealed off and martial law was imposed, and no pilgrims were received.
The Qilin Guards escorted the carriage through the foot of the mountain, straight into the temple, and did not stop until they reached the Zen room in the back mountain.
There were no more civilians here. Xiao Tong held the child and took Jiang Wumei's hand as they got off the carriage.
The Qilin guards stood on both sides and followed Xiao Tong into the temple.
The entire back mountain had already been cleared. When Xiao Tongyi appeared, the monks of Huguo Temple immediately stepped forward to greet him.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, and Your Highness, please come forward."
Knowing that the three most honorable Great Sages in front of them were looking for Master Lechen, the monk led the three of them and took the Qilin Guards to a Zen temple in the backyard.
It has been three or four years since we last met. The scenery of Huguo Temple remains the same, but Liaochen looks a little older.
However, even though he was whipped by time, Lechen's back was still straight, and he looked like an immortal, which made Jiang Wumei's heart tighten.
Fortunately, Xiao Tong held Jiang Wumei's big hand, giving her endless courage and making Jiang Wumei's chaotic heartbeat calm down a little.
Xiao Tong took Jiang Wumei to sit opposite Chen, placed the child on his knees, and nodded to the old man:
"Master, it's been many years since we last met. I hope you are well."
Liaochen slowly opened his eyes. He had white eyebrows and beard. Although he looked old, his spirit was as strong as before.
"The Emperor remains as heroic as ever, a blessing to the Great Sage."
Liaochen praised Xiao Tong and moved his gaze to look at Jiang Wumei.
Facing Jiang Wumei's nervous gaze, Liaochen fixed his all-seeing gaze on her brows and said with a smile:
"The Imperial Concubine's misfortunes in this life have ended. Her future will surely be blessed with prosperity and a long life."
The heart that had been hanging in her throat suddenly dropped. Jiang Wumei breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded in thanks:
"Thank you, Master Chen, for your kind words."
With just one glance, Xiao Tong got the answer he wanted. With a relieved heart, he directly handed the little thing twisting in his arms to Jiang Wumei's arms.
"Niao Niao, I have something to discuss with the master. Please take An'er to the back mountain for a walk first."
Knowing that Xiao Tong had something to ask Lechen alone, Jiang Wumei stood up and took An'er, who was looking curiously at the opposite side, and led him out of the Zen room.
When they walked into the courtyard, the Qilin Guards saw the two of them bowing in greeting. Jiang Wumei took the jumping An'er's hand and walked slowly along the path, followed by several Qilin Guards.
It is the end of summer now. The entire Huguo Temple is lush with trees and the air is fresh and pleasant. Walking slowly in it, it feels like being in a natural oxygen bar.
After hearing Master Chen's words, Jiang Wumei's uneasiness completely dissipated, and her whole body exuded a sense of relaxation and comfort after being tense.
An'er had never been to Huguo Temple before. He followed Jiang Wumei, looking left and right along the way, like a happy young bird.
"Mother, who was that hairless old man just now?
Why does Father want to speak to him alone?"
During the time when Jiang Wumei and Xiao Tong were not in the capital, Jiang Yuanzhou taught An'er a lot of things.
Under the meticulous instruction of his uncle, An'er absorbed a lot of new words and allusions like a sponge.
Now, talking to Jiang Wumei is much smoother and more sensible than before.
Jiang Wumei stopped, rubbed the little guy's head with her fingertips, bent down and responded gently:
"Because that old man is very knowledgeable and your father wants to ask him some questions."
An'er opened her sparkling eyes and exclaimed in a very supportive voice:
"The Emperor is so powerful, but Grandpa is even more powerful than the Emperor.
Mother, can you let that old man be An'er's teacher?
When An'er's uncle was teaching him, he said that An'er would need to find a very capable person to be his teacher in the future so that he could become smart.
This old man is smarter than my father, and he will definitely make An'er smarter too."
Jiang Wumei was amused by his childish words, but she didn't give him a perfunctory response just because he was young. She thought about it carefully and answered the question:
“My mother really can’t make the decision on this matter.
However, if you really want that old man to teach you, you can go and ask him yourself later.
But the old man is already very old and may not have enough energy. If he rejects you, you don’t need to be sad. "
Jiang Wumei tried to keep her words simple and clear, hoping that the little guy wouldn't cry after being rejected.
The mother and son chatted and enjoyed the scenery in the back mountain for half an hour, and then Xiao Tong asked the Qilin Guard to invite her back to the Zen temple.
Jiang Wumei returned with the child. Xiao Tong and Lechen had finished their business and were sitting opposite each other playing chess.
Jiang Wumei brought the child closer and just happened to hear Chen mention her and An'er.
"Your Majesty and the Imperial Concubine will stay in the temple today.
Perhaps you two will have an adventure tonight."
Xiao Tong looked at the chessboard and saw that once the black piece fell, it surrounded more than a dozen white pieces.
Hearing this, Xiao Tong looked up at Jiang Wumei. Bringing her here today was already a reluctant act. Now he had made up his mind. Whether to return to the palace was up to Niao Niao to decide.
When Jiang Wumei received Xiao Tong's gaze, she instantly understood what he meant.
Raising the corners of her lips, Jiang Wumei took the child to sit beside Xiao Tong and said softly:
"Just now, An'er and I took a short walk in the back mountains and found the scenery there quite beautiful. If Your Majesty doesn't have much court business, I would like to accompany Your Majesty for a walk in the temple.
It just so happens that An'er also likes this place and wants to look around."
Jiang Wumei's meaning was self-evident. Xiao Tong nodded, his dark eyes filled with tenderness.
"In that case, I and the Imperial Noble Consort will return to the palace tomorrow morning."
After the game of chess was over, Xiao Tong stood up and said goodbye to Lechen. Just as he was about to take Jiang Wumei and An'er away, Lechen suddenly stopped the three of them.
"Your Majesty, these three amulets are for you, the Imperial Concubine, and the young prince.
This talisman can protect against external evil, clear the mind and is of great benefit to the human body.
Especially for the Imperial Concubine, it is best to wear it with you."
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