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- September 7, the 16th year of Ankang.
Since the Ming Dynasty moved to Luoyang, the prosperity of Xindu Mansion has weakened a lot compared to the past. After all, the amount of people and goods brought by the Emperor's Imperial Capital is far beyond that of an ordinary county. When the capital was moved, the imperial court took away too many people and businesses, which greatly damaged the vitality of Xindu Prefecture.
Later, Shuntian Prefecture became the northern capital, which greatly reduced the status of Xindu Prefecture in Hebei. The emperor built Ye City in Wei County and expanded Zhending City in the north. Together with Tianjin City, which was unmatched by anyone, Xindu Mansion was in decline.
???????????? The name of Yifu is empty, and it is known as the number one in Hebei. However, in terms of population and economy, it is not as good as Shuntian Prefecture, Wei County and Tianjin County, and it directly fell out of the top three.
The young people didn¡¯t think much of it. They had never seen the grand scene of Xindu. Only the older ones lamented every time they mentioned the grand scene when Duke Wei was there.
Duke Wei is good at everything, but why doesn¡¯t he decide to be the capital in Xindu?
At this time, Xindu City was the same as it was fifteen years ago, with no changes.
The scenery in the south and north of the city remains the same.
As the Double Ninth Festival is approaching, everyone is preparing to celebrate the festival. In the past, in addition to climbing mountains, older people would always go to temples to worship Buddha and pray to Bodhisattvas.
But now, such a scene is rarely seen.
Now that Confucianism and Taoism are booming, it is becoming more and more difficult to be a monk. The Emperor has decreed that men and women who are not over forty years old are not allowed to be tonsured. Without monks, there would be no temples. Some temples are actually merged together because there are no people.
Nowadays, there are fewer temples, fewer incense and fewer people. The fewer people flow, the less incense, and the fewer temples. Slowly, the previous trend will die out.
Today¡¯s young people are all thinking about building a career or making money. Who wants to be an ascetic? So no one cares about the few temples in the city, let alone those old monks and nuns.
Like Xingshan Temple in the south of the city, there are only a few people and there is no incense. Apart from a sign, it is no different from ordinary houses.
Xingshan Temple is still the Xingshan Temple of the past, and the four masters and servants of Yang Qing'er still live in Xingshan Temple.
When the imperial court moved south to Luoyang, both Huang Mingyuan and Empress Xiao sent people to persuade Yang Qing'er to follow them south, but Yang Qing'er refused.
"In the whole world, wherever is home, wherever is not home.
Huang Mingyuan knew Yang Qing'er's character and didn't force it. This place of peace of mind is probably my hometown.
Yang Qing'er stayed in Xindu, and time passed by, which was fifteen years.
For fifteen years, Huang Mingyuan was his emperor and Yang Qing'er was her nun. The two never met again. This time was too long, so long that both parties felt like they had forgotten the other.
Since the beginning of this spring, Yang Qing'er's health has not been good.
How can you have good health if you meditate all day long? Moreover, over the years, many things have accumulated in my mind and have never been resolved. This bad mood gradually weakened my body.
In the summer, Yang Qing'er's health improved a bit. Everyone just felt that she was tired before and would be fine after some rest. But no one expected that in September, Yang Qing'er's condition would suddenly take a turn for the worse, and there would be no cure.
Zhui'er cried and wanted to beg Huang Mingyuan to send someone to treat Yang Qing'er, but Yang Qing'er refused.
We have long forgotten each other in the world, why bother to cause ripples again.
It dragged on for two days, until the seventh day of September. This day is the birthday of Zen Master Yuwen. In the past, Yang Qing'er would not see anyone on this day and would spend the whole day in the sutra room reciting the "Rebirth Mantra".
Originally, Luo'er didn't want Yang Qing'er to be too tired, but in the morning, Yang Qing'er's health seemed to be much better. And Yang Qing'er insisted again and again, and she didn't stop him.
But in the afternoon, Yang Qing'er's condition suddenly worsened, and she looked like she was running out of gas.
Zhui'er, Luo'er and Shiwu all came to Yang Qing'er. Zhuo'er and Luo'er kept crying, while Shi Qi pursed her lips and frowned slightly.
Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Yang Qing'er persuaded Zhui'er and Luo'er to start.
"The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows. Birth, old age, illness, and death are normal things. My soul has returned to the Buddha. Why should you two silly girls be sad for me."
Yang Qing'er held one person's hand and whispered softly: "I have delayed you by letting you accompany me for so many years and wasting your youth!"
"Princess, don't say that!"
Yang Qing'er had repeatedly refused to let them call them "princess" before, and the two of them seemed to be used to it, but today they were in such a hurry that they had already forgotten these things.
Yang Qing'er chuckled and said, "Two silly girls, also called princesses."
"Princess, you will always be our princess!"
Yang Qing'er was powerless and didn't want to correct them anymore. I have been suppressing it for too long, and maybe now, I don¡¯t want to worry about it anymore.
At this time Luo'er said: "Princess, I asked Shi Shi to find someone. He has a way to contact the emperor and ask the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the princess."
Yang Qing'er stretched out her hand to stop her: "Don't let Shi Fifteen go. I know my situation very well. It's a blessing to be able to survive until today. Why bother bothering irrelevant people anymore."
"Princess!"
"Luo'er, Luo'er! Listen to me, while I can still speak!"
The two nodded with tears in their eyes.
Yang Qing'er said: "After I die, you will bury me back to Jiangdu. Bury me near the river and canal so that I can see them at a glance. Please also move the Zen master's tomb back to Luoyang so that he can return to Luoyang." Township."
For Yang Qing'er, the best time in her life is spent in Jiangdu, where she has her father, mother, brother, her lover, and her most beautiful and sincere dreams.
After Huang Mingyuan killed the Yuwen clan, he buried Zen Master Yuwen in Xindu so that Yang Qing'er could express condolences to his son at any time.
Yang Qing'er had no objection, but in the end she didn't dare to see her son.
Now that I am dying, everything will disappear. She is going back to her hometown, and she also hopes that her son can return home. The encounter between mother and son was a mistake. Now ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust. I hope my son will be safe in his next life.
Zhui'er and Luo'er nodded sadly.
"You three, after you bury me, go to him and ask him to make a proper arrangement for you. The Qingdeng Ancient Buddha is not your destination."
After Yang Qing'er said this, she sighed a little and felt a little happy.
She tried to persuade the three of them to leave several times, but without success. There were really three people who couldn't be separated from her, so they were going around in circles for so long.
Now that she is leaving, it is a relief for everyone.
This is when Luo'er suddenly asked: "Princess, do you have anything else to tell the emperor?"
After hearing this, Zhui'er also looked at Luo'er.
Yang Qing'er smiled softly, as beautiful as a qionghua.
"It's better not to say anything, he will understand."
"Yes, this is fate, what else can it be?"
Not long after Yang Qing'er fell into a coma. In the hazy state, Yang Qing'er seemed to see her father, mother, brother, and Huang Mingyuan.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, on the endless grassland, you can see the endless sea of ??flowers. Huang Mingyuan rode up to her and stretched out his hand to her.
Her father, mother and brother all looked at them with smiles, but she was shy and prosperous.
For a moment, she seemed to enter a world that was the same but different from the current one, where there were no disputes and no differences. In that world, she married Huang Mingyuan as she wished, had three lovely children, and her family lived happily in Jiangdu. She and Huang Mingyuan loved each other all their lives, carefree, and supported each other until they grew old.
How I wish this dream was true.
That night, Yang Qing'er left this world peacefully with her most sincere and beautiful dreams.
??May there be no sadness in the paradise world in the west.
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That day, Huang Mingyuan sent his younger brother off and was alone on Mang Mountain, silently picking up the note in his hand.
This note was sent from Xindu. It is as light as a feather, but this note is as heavy as a stone.
Because the letter says, "On the night of September 7th, Master Miaoshan passed away."
Qing'er is gone.
Will never come back again.
From today on, the story of Huang Mingyuan before he turned eighteen is the only story left.
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