Liu Zhao's body is full of traces of old wounds.
Big scars, small scars, layer upon layer.
Over time, the scars have faded a lot.
Individual scars are still hideous and terrifying.
He just finished the massage, put on the plaster, twisted his neck, and felt more comfortable.
Gu Jiu asked him, "Is it better?"
"The plaster you prepared is better than the plaster from the Taiyuan Hospital. It's very powerful."
After speaking, he gave a thumbs up.
Gu Jiu snorted.
Snapped!
A plaster was applied to his neck again.
"If you didn't cry out in the middle of the night in pain, are you planning to keep it from me?"
This is a typical questioning of the teacher.
Liu Zhao already had countermeasures.
He giggled, pretending to be simple and honest, "I'm also afraid that you will worry."
Gu Jiu rolled his eyes at him, "You're clearly trying to be brave! Do you really think you're a twenty-year-old boy? I think you've lost your mind."
After finishing speaking, he stretched out a finger and poked him on the head.
Liu Zhao took the opportunity to grab her hand, "Don't be angry. I guarantee that I will not hide any discomfort from you."
Gu Jiu kept a straight face and never gave him a good look.
"As for you, you can rest at ease in Xiaozhu. There is a boss in the palace to help look after you, so you don't need to worry about it."
"I listen to you, I listen to you. Or I will directly issue a decree and let the boss supervise the country."
"Don't put him on the fire. We live in Xiaozhu, which is so close to the capital. If you make a decree to let Yu Geer supervise the country, the courtiers should think wildly and have a lot of right and wrong for no reason."
"The queen is right, I will listen to the queen."
Liu Zhao muttered again secretly, "I'm not as important as that brat Yugeer."
"What are you mumbling about?"
Liu Zhao denied it flatly, "I didn't say anything."
Gu Jiu concentrated on kneading his neck, "Are you still sore?"
Liu Zhao said: "It's much better! It's comfortable! It's the empress who cares about me the most!"
Snapped!
A slap hit Liu Zhao on the back.
"Stop sweet talk and flatter. Do you think you're coaxing me, so I don't mind what you're hiding from me? Daydreaming! I'll keep talking about you until you're bored."
Liu Zhao raised his hand to surrender, because he was afraid of Gu Jiu's nagging.
…
Early in the morning, Liu Yu came to Xiaozhu with a basket of memorials.
When he saw his father being subdued by his mother, he hid aside and couldn't help laughing.
Liu Zhao can't do anything against Gu Jiu, but he has a lot of ways to deal with his own son.
With a serious face, he pointed at Liu Yu, "Come here! I see you..."
Liu Zhao began to babble, preaching at length in front of his son.
Gu Jiu secretly rolled her eyes, got up and left, leaving space for the father and son.
Liu Yu was in so much pain, the two hours of suffering was finally over, he ran to Gu Jiu's side for comfort and help.
"Mother, you have to take care of your father! He is nagging more and more now. More than ten years ago, everything about me when I was a child has been revealed."
But Gu Jiu said: "Your father has been suffering from old injuries these days, and he can't sleep all night. He is indeed very irritable, please bear with it."
"Father's illness hasn't eased yet?"
"Slightly relieved, but the symptoms are not the root cause. He was injured back then, and the conditions were poor, so there was no way to treat him well. Now that he is getting older, his body starts to hurt. You have to learn from your father's lesson, and you must take good care of your body."
"The son listens to the mother! How about the son stay in Xiaozhu and spend time with the father?"
"No need! Your father is very busy. In the hall, you will watch for your father, and report in time if you have anything to do."
"Recently, the court has been relatively calm. Because of the drought, they have been arguing for a while, and now most of the people have died down. No matter how much trouble there is, ten taxes and one tax will not be changed. During this period, it is probably the top I can’t stop, and some people exchanged the land for shares in Shaofu Grain Bank.”
Gu Jiu warned: "You should keep an eye on it and strive for a safe year."
"My son obeys the order!"
…
Handing over the government affairs to Liu Yu, Liu Zhao rarely had time to live a leisurely life.
It's just that this leisurely life has been too long, and I miss the busy days all day.
Gu Jiu suppressed him and forbade him to return to the palace.
Her attitude is unquestionable, "We will return to the palace after the Chinese New Year, and you, take this opportunity to take good care of your body. Only when your body is well taken care of can you handle government affairs well, instead of just smashing cups and stools, pointing at courtiers' faces The threat of ransacking the house is another threat of beheading. Tell me about you, after being the emperor for so many years, why haven’t you learned to get along well with courtiers and discuss things well.”
"It's not that I don't want to have a good discussion with the courtiers, but that the courtiers are unwilling to talk properly."
Liu Zhao was upright and confident, and pushed all the responsibilities onto the courtiers.
Gu Jiu rolled his eyes at him, "The courtiers are not willing to speak properly, and you are not willing to speak properly, so it becomes a situation where the point of a needle is pointing to the wheat. It's always like this, aren't you tired?"
"The courtiers are not tired, of course I am not tired."
"The courtiers have changed from batch to batch. You are alone, and there is no need to get angry with them every day. You understand the courtiers' style of doing things, so you should deal with them in a different way."
Liu Zhao shook his head, very stubborn, "My style is to go straight and do it with real knives and guns. If you ask me to change the way, I will feel uncomfortable."
Got it!
She was worrying for nothing.
It seems that he enjoys arguing with the courtiers.
Gu Jiu stopped persuading him.
The palace man reported, "Please tell your majesty, please tell your empress, there is a monk outside asking to see you. He said it was an appointment with your empress."
Upon hearing this, Gu Jiu immediately ordered: "Invite him to the flower hall, and don't make things difficult for him."
"Old slave obeys!"
The palace people retreated.
Gu Jiu said to Liu Zhao, "It's time for us to pay off the debt."
Liu Zhao hesitated for a moment, "I won't show up. The hopeless letter was originally left to you. You can make up your mind about this matter."
"Row!"
Gu Jiu tidied up and came to the flower hall.
A young monk stood in the middle of the hall.
The top of the head is bright, and the back is straight and straight.
When the monk heard the movement, he turned around and said, "The little monk pays homage to the empress!"
Gu Jiu was in a daze for a while, "May I ask the monk's name? What is your relationship with Master Wuwang?"
"The little monk's name is Zhitong. Master Wuwang is the master of the little monk. This is a letter that the master gave to the little monk before he died. Please read it."
Monk Zhitong took out a well-preserved letter from his arms.
Xu Yousi took the letter and made sure it was safe before handing it over to Gu Jiu.
Gu Jiu stared at Monk Zhitong's cheek, in a daze for a while.
She came back to her senses and greeted the other party to sit down.
The letter was hopelessly handwritten, and the content was brief, saying that Zhitong was a baby he picked up when he went west to Xiliang, that he was accepted as an apprentice, and that his degree was recorded in Xiangguo Temple.
Gu Jiu put away the letter, feeling very sad.
She said: "Back then, Master Wuwang was ordered to return to the capital. When he arrived in the capital and met him, I realized that his body was exhausted. It was a miracle that he was able to support himself and return to the capital. Daoist Xuanqing Later, he also wrote to Ben Gong. He originally wanted to persuade Wuwang not to return to the capital. After all, the journey is far away. Given Master Wuwang’s physical condition, he might not be able to return to the capital alive. However, Master Wuwang insisted on returning to Beijing and would not listen to anyone’s advice. Dissuade. Fortunately, he returned to the capital smoothly."
Zhitong called out the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! The young monk was supposed to go back to Beijing with the master, but the master arranged a few other tasks for the young monk. In desperation, he had to ask the junior brother from Xiangguo Temple to accompany the master back to Beijing. Waiting for the young monk to be busy. After completing the task assigned by the master, he hurried back to the capital. The master had passed away for a year. The abbot handed over the relics of the master to the little monk, and among them was the letter in the hands of the empress. In the letter, the master asked the little monk to come to the empress this winter month , but did not explain what to do. I also ask the empress to show me."
Gu Jiu sighed, "Before his death, Master Wuwang also left a letter to Ben Gong. His body was exhausted, and he retreated to retreat in order to leave peacefully. It's just that he still has one wish that has not been fulfilled. Give it to me, I hope I can help him complete it."
"I don't know what wish Master has not fulfilled?" Monk Zhitong asked.
Gu Jiu looked at Zhitong's face, and saw a familiar shadow on his face.
She was in a trance again, but this time she quickly came back to her senses, "How did you get to your master?"
Zhitong clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha! This little monk is an abandoned baby that Master picked up on his way west to Xiliang. The little monk is very lucky to have met Master and has been with him for many years."
"Do you know who your parents are?" Gu Jiu asked cautiously.
The young Zhitong already has the demeanor of a hopeless little eminent monk.
He shook his head slightly, "This little monk is an abandoned baby and a disciple of Buddhism. It doesn't matter who his biological parents are. Master is not only my master, but in my mind, he is my father."
Gu Jiu nodded heavily, "You're right."
She controlled her emotions, "Have you ever wondered about your parents? Have you ever thought about finding them?"
Zhitong looked calm, "I have never been curious, nor have I ever thought about it."
Gu Jiu smiled, "It's so good! Your father... your master's unfulfilled wish, he wants to set up a tomb in Beimang Mountain to look at the imperial mausoleum."
Zhitong was a little confused, "Young monk doesn't understand."
Gu Jiu said softly: "Your master's life is colorful, and it will definitely leave a strong mark in the history books. Whether it is good or bad, future generations will comment. It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you just need to remember, your master wants to look at it A certain direction of the imperial mausoleum."
Zhitong nodded, "Thank you, Ma'am, for letting me know! The monk still has the clothes and supplies that Master had before he was alive. I'm going back to find the address of Master's tomb and set up a tomb for Master."
Gu Jiu laughed, "I have already selected the address of Master Wuwang's tomb two years ago, and the underground palace has also been built. It is on Beiman Mountain. You prepare your master's relics and choose a date for burial."
Zhitong clasped his hands together, "Thank you, ma'am! I want to go to see the tomb of the master first, so please forgive me."
"I will arrange for someone to take you to Beiman Mountain."
"Thank you, ma'am! I still have a question, I don't know if I should ask it or not."
Gu Jiu smiled and said, "You can ask."
"My little monk doesn't understand why the Clothes Tomb was not erected when the master passed away, and the Clothes Tomb was not erected until two years later."
Gu Jiu pondered for a while, "There are two reasons! The first reason is that he wants to wait for you to come back, and you will erect the tomb for him with your own hands. The second reason is that he wants to fulfill the Queen Mother's wish and fulfill her wish."
"I don't understand, what does this matter have to do with the Empress Dowager?" Zhitong was raised by Wuwang and was used to asking questions.
Gu Jiu took the trouble and answered him patiently.
"The empress dowager has resentment in her heart. Master Wuwang wants to use his own death to calm the resentment in the empress dowager's heart, so that she will leave without any regrets. By this month, the empress dowager's twenty-seven months of filial piety will come to an end. Let Master Wuwang set up a formal attire it's time to."
"Is Master and the Empress Dowager familiar?"
"No! They are not familiar with each other. They are only involved because of one person."
"Oh!"
Zhitong didn't ask because who was involved.
Gu Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little regretful.
She clearly saw a familiar shadow on Zhitong's face.
She couldn't help asking: "Did your master ever say who you look like?"
Zhitong nodded, "Master once said that the little monk looks like an old man. Because of this, he decided to take the little monk as his apprentice instead of sending him to the villagers to raise him."
"What else did your master say?"
"Master told the little monk to go back to Xiliang to have a look."
Gu Jiu laughed, "There will be a chance."
"Thank you, ma'am, and I will bid farewell, little monk!"