I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

In the spring after the Yansheng peace talks, Emperor Dasheng started a national draft.

All over the country, any woman of the right age can be selected.

The impeachment of the officials was like snowflakes, and Pei Yuanxian ignored them.

The princes and ministers secretly searched for beauties and sent them to the palace, hoping that the emperor would love them and the whole family would ascend to heaven.

According to word of mouth among the common people, the story of the Phoenix Girl of the Great Yan will reappear in Dasheng. I hope to have a girl but not a boy.

Today's emperor is a man of talent, and the common people look forward to marrying a daughter to change their destiny.

In short, this is a national audition.

However, after layers of screening, only two women were selected.

All of a sudden, these two women became the gossip of Dasheng people on the street and after dinner.

"Guess, why so many women were sent in, and only two were selected?" In the restaurant, several second-generation ancestors were pushing glasses for a change.

"Naturally, it's the face of the prosperous age. Who doesn't love beauty?" The answerer replied with a big laugh.

"No, no. I heard that the concubine named Shi Shi is just a herb-picking girl with an ordinary appearance. After entering the palace, she never served the emperor, so she was sent to a flower house to grow flowers."

"So, there is only one who really wins. Tell me, brother, what makes that woman so special?"

"Shh, everyone, don't spread the word. My second cousin who works in the palace said that that woman has a pair of autumn water cut pupils, and there always seems to be a puddle of water in her eyes. Your Majesty is very sympathetic to the concubines who entered the palace in the first year of Taizu. , all seem to be in limbo."

"Well, the fate of this man is unpredictable."

**

In the Dasheng Palace, after Pei Yuanxian approved the last memorial, Huanyan walked in as a female official.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Bai is still kneeling outside the palace."

Concubine Bai is the concubine who gave birth to Qiushui Jiantong according to the ancestors of the second generation.

Pei Yuanxian pinched his brows, "She has a savage temper and scolded the palace eunuchs, and I indulged her; she was arrogant and bullied the concubines of other palaces, and I also tolerated her. I will look at it differently and let my mother's family do evil."

Huanyan lowered her eyes, but actually raised the corners of her mouth. "How to deal with it, please let your majesty know."

Pei Yuanxian walked out of the palace, "The whole family will be distributed to Heishuidi, and they will never come back."

When passing by Concubine Bai, Concubine Bai hugged his thigh, crying like a tearful person, begging bitterly.

Pei Yuanxian kicked Concubine Bai away and said, "Fakes are fakes after all."

Huanyan and the eunuch followed Pei Yuanxian out of the palace, looking into the night, "Your Majesty, which palace are you going to?"

Pei Yuanxian walked into the darkness, "Don't follow me, I want to be quiet."

He went to the flower room in the palace.

The flower house is built according to the Liuli Palace in Wanzhou, Dayan, and can maintain a temperature suitable for crop growth at any time. In the flower house, Bo Ju and Bo Shao are currently being cultivated.

Pei Yuanxian approached and saw a figure who was busy. She had an ordinary face, but when she planted flowers at the right time, her whole body was shining.

"Oh, Your Majesty." The gourd ladle that Shishi used to water fell to the ground, and she covered her mouth in panic, very surprised.

"Let me take a look, the flowers are growing." Pei Yuanxian pulled a chair over by himself and looked at the pot of chrysanthemums.

Shishi knelt down and explained to him the growth status of the flowers. "In autumn, I must give His Majesty a satisfactory answer."

Pei Yuanxian took Shishi's hand and called out like a raving, "Master, you have worked hard."

"As long as His Majesty likes it, the concubine will not feel bitter."

"Tonight, don't sleep in the greenhouse, and go back to the palace with me."

The world only said that Shishi is the only second concubine left by Pei Yuanxian, but only Shishi knows that His Majesty has never touched her, and today, she may get her wish. She was full of joy and coughed several times.

Pei Yuanxian was in his prime and hadn't touched a woman for several years. That night, Xu Boju was so beautiful that he was moved and never stopped all night. However, Shishi contracted the cold, and his body was already weak, but after being favored, he couldn't afford to get sick.

Flowing imperial physicians came to diagnose and treat, but nothing worked.

This woman named Shishi passed away at the pinnacle of her life.

Pei Yuanxian stayed in the greenhouse for three days, and the officials knelt outside the greenhouse for three days.

When he came out, Pei Yuanxian, who had a green stubble, said to the officials: "I have committed a crime against myself today, and I will not accept concubines in the future. I will work hard to rule."

Now the officials are conversely persuading His Majesty to enrich the harem, because His Majesty has no heirs yet.

The opponent, Dayan Kingdom, at least has a queen dowager.

**

Dasheng's national power is growing, but Dayan is too powerful. In the tenth year since Emperor Yan ascended the throne, he launched the Eastern Expedition.

Pei Yuanxian said, "What should come will always come, and we must follow the trend of history."

Dayan's attack was hardly hindered, and it went straight to Longcheng Chengdu.

Emperor Sheng was nowhere to be seen.

Since then, Dasheng disappeared from this world, and Dayan ruled the world.

Naturally, Pei Yuanxian did not die, he went west alone and came to Xiangji Temple.

Ananda, the current abbot of Xiangji Temple, received him.

"Family teacher Puji has passed Nirvana. My family teacher once said before his death that he would like to thank Emperor Sheng for his kindness on behalf of the people of the world."

Isn't it kind, Dayan's army captured Dasheng without any hindrance. Pei Yuanxian is not a soft persimmon. If there is a real fight, even if the final result is that Yan wins, many people will die in both countries.

Pei Yuanxian clasped his hands together, "Pei has no country or home now, and his only request is to be taken in by Xiangji Temple, to listen to the Buddha's voice, and to purify my heart."

The majestic Emperor Dasheng said such a thing, how could the simple and honest Ananda refuse.

For this reason, Xiangji Temple specially opened a quiet meditation room for Pei Yuanxian, and he became a practitioner of Dai Fa.

On the second day after Pei Yuanxian stayed in Xiangji Temple, he got up early and played the piano on the road from the Zen room to the back mountain.

Between the mountains and forests, the leaves rustled. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old monk with a very handsome appearance stopped and stared at him.

"You, what did you hear?" Pei Yuanxian clearly closed his eyes, but his eyes and ears were clear.

The little monk walked into him, and Amitabha said, "I heard gold and iron horses. Such music should not appear in Xiangji Temple."

Pei Yuanxian smiled, and then opened his eyes again, "You only hear the gold and iron horse when you have the gold and iron horse in your heart, don't you? There is only tranquility in my heart, so even if I play the golden and iron horse, it is still tranquil .”

This is very similar to a tongue twister, and it seems to contain the wonderful truth between heaven and earth, so that the little monk is quite teachable. He bowed respectfully to Pei Yuanxian, "Thank you benefactor for your guidance. I'm going to practice. Goodbye."

"Wait, what's your name?" Pei Yuanxian asked.

The little monk scratched the ring scar on his head, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Master didn't give me a dharma name, everyone called me Yuren. Jinyu's Yu, benevolent benevolence."

Pei Yuanxian didn't say anything, and he still appeared on the road the next day, playing other pieces.

So again on the third day.

Yuren couldn't help asking: "The benefactor needs my help with something?"