Chapter 2312: People rarely see you as a broken mountain?

He looked serious.

Zhao Shu couldn't help sighing.

"Yuan Jing, do you still need to say these things about the love between you

and my uncle and nephew? It's still a long time, you just have to take care of

it. I may not live longer than you."

"Little emperor uncle has always been healthy, so it's not a problem to live

to eighty."

"The world is unpredictable."

"Uncle Little Emperor, I just want you to take care of the queen and the

prince in the future, so you can say these things." Zhao Yuanjing smiled and

said, "you should treat me as a guilty. After all, the prince is still young.

Although the queen is smart, there are some in the court. I still don’t

understand."

Zhao Shu was silent for a while and said, "The minister understands."

Zhao Yuanjing coughed from time to time. Zhao Shu was worried when he heard

it, so he stood up and said, "It's getting late, you rest early. Don't stay up

late."

"Little emperor uncle walk slowly."

"The minister retires."

Zhao Shu bowed and left Chengqian Palace.

The next day, he made a special trip to the Xiangguo Temple, found Master

Huiyuan, and asked him to make a divination to see the fortune of the Great

Zhou Dynasty.

Master Huiyuan is regarded as a great monk at the level of the national

teacher, and he has done such things in previous years.

When sacrifices are held on major festivals, the emperor will also ask him to

predict the national fortune.

But Zhao Shu's request made Huiyuan a little surprised.

It's good. What's the national fortune in every year?

"It's nothing special. Recently, this king always feels uneasy." Zhao Shu

said, "You can just calculate it."

"This is not a random thing." Huiyuan smiled, "Looking at the trouble on the

prince's face, is it because of love?"

"What nonsense."

Zhao Shu said coldly, "I told you to do it, no matter how long it is, this

king has set fire to your rude monk temple."

Huiyuan smiled and said, "The prince still has such a temper. Why is my monk

temple not serious?"

"The upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked. With you, the

abbot, who is full of love between men and women, where can this temple go

seriously?"

"Something makes sense." Hui Yuan nodded solemnly.

"Just forget it."

"Okay, but this sesame oil money..."

"Huiyuan, do you want money from the king? This time your temple in

Yaoguangshan moves, the queen will compensate you for a lot of money? Do you

think others don't know about this?"

Huiyuan chuckled, "I can sell the mountain to the empress empress."

"It's rare for you to be a broken mountain."

"Listen to what the prince is saying..." Hui Yuan slapped his lips, "Why

listen, there is a feeling of pampering in it. Are you here to fight the

injustice for the empress?"

Zhao Shu frowned: "Are you counting?"

"Forget it, do it, the prince wait a moment."

Hui Yuan got up to fetch some objects, his expression became serious.

Zhao Shu didn't understand his messy things, so he waited quietly.

After a long time, Huiyuan took a long sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"According to the poor monk, we don't need to worry about the prosperity of

the Great Zhou Dynasty in a hundred years. As for things a hundred years

later, forgive the poor monks that they don't have the ability to reason."

Without waiting for King Qin to speak, he snorted again, carefully looked at

the hexagram, frowned and said, "The emperor is weak."

"What does this mean?"

"Poor monk is hard to say, but it seems..." He hesitated, "I dare to say this

to the prince and poor monk, I'm afraid the emperor..."

"How about the emperor?" Zhao Shu asked.

Hui Yuan smiled bitterly: "The prince, there are some things that can't be

said too clearly. The poor monk can only comfort the prince, fortunately, our

prince is the face of Mingjun."