While Zhang Shou was forcing Lao Xianyu to try his best to make achievements elsewhere if he was not good at farming, Zhu Ying was taking Zhu Hong and Zhu Yi to climb the Maliu Mountain with great interest under the guidance of their temporary guide, the young monk Guan Tao.
By the way, the honorable task of leading the young lady was not originally the turn of the young Guan Tao, and the young monks even wanted to use a competition to determine the winner. However, all of this was no match for Zhu Ying's clever glance, and finally she hooked her finger at a short bald man. Then, Guan Tao, who had never been out of the Canghai Lower Courtyard since he was a child, was selected.
To use the words of others beating their chests and stamping their feet, Guan Tao is so good at getting lost that he can't even lead the way for the young lady? It's a waste! Moreover, such a **-year-old child probably doesn't even know what the word "female beauty" means, what's the use of looking at a gorgeous woman? They don't want to do anything else, but it's good to stay in the lower courtyard of Canghai all day and look at beauties!
Zhu Ying, who chose Guan Tao, didn't care what others thought. Although she didn't care about people peeping at her appearance, she was even less afraid of being seen openly, but she cared a lot about whether the guide was worth following her. Although Guan Tao was not a handsome little monk, he was chubby and a bit silly, which was just what she liked.
Maliu Mountain is the only small mountain in Cangzhou. If it were in the future, the scientific community would talk about its volcanic geology. However, nowadays, people would talk about the incense of Wanghai Temple on it and the amazing scenery on the mountain. At this time, Guan Tao was walking and acting as a guide.
"Master said that there is an imperial tomb on this mountain. It belongs to the father of a little emperor during the Han Dynasty. The little emperor seemed to be... seemed to be called Emperor Zhi of Han. When he was poisoned to death by a powerful official, he was only my age. So Master said that being an emperor is actually very pitiful..."
As Zhu Ying listened, her expression suddenly became strange. It seems that ordinary people would not think that being an emperor is pitiful, right
Most people dream of being an emperor, and then they can drink a bowl of tofu pudding when they buy it, and eat as much sweet white flour pancakes as they want all day long. In their opinion, the emperor's life is just like this. But it is precisely because the people are so simple that the emperor and the court officials should always reflect on themselves and live up to the people's wishes. Of course, this is not what she said, but from Taizu Yu Lu.
Thinking about how Zang Hai was a monk but still worried about the emperor, Zhu Ying thought viciously that the fat monk was just as suspicious as the old salted fish! Having said that, she did not vent her anger on the little monk beside her. Instead, she reached out and touched Guan Tao's smooth head thoughtfully, and asked with a smile: "Do you know why Emperor Han Zhi was poisoned to death by the powerful minister?"
"I don't know." Guan Tao shook his head innocently, "Master never told me."
Zhu Ying smiled. There were more and more pilgrims and tourists on the mountain. She stood out from the crowd in her gorgeous clothes and accessories. She was so dazzling that she could not be seen. There were so many people peeking at her. When they saw her smile, their eyes were fixed on her. Some scholars held their heads high, talked loudly, and some were absent-minded and listened to her talk.