boyutpedia Chapter 169 The old emperor has completely lost face today.
Chapter 169 The old emperor has completely lost face today.
Everyone, including the system, was waiting for Shen Zhiyi to reveal her brilliant money-making plan, but she didn't utter a single word.
Nobody paid much attention to this matter until some time later, when all the officials were desperately seeking a son and came to the old emperor.
However, this matter will have to wait a little longer.
After the Grand Canal was completed, the old emperor decided to go to Huguo Temple to pay his respects and pray for blessings.
This was a major event, and many ministers accompanied him.
The capital city is located on a plain, so Shen Zhiyi was lucky enough not to need to climb any mountains.
However, Huguo Temple was extremely large, and Shen Zhiyi followed behind the old emperor, bowing to this and that, her legs trembling.
"Shen Lang, you're really lacking in exercise."
Shen Zhiyi glanced at Zhang Sheren, rubbed her sore legs, and almost cheered when she heard that the old emperor wanted to rest.
Behind them, the emperor, the empress, and the abbot of Huguo Temple stayed in a side room, while the three of them stood guard outside.
This host is really arrogant, even having a private meeting with the old emperor and empress.
Zhang Sheren explained in a low voice, "Shen Lang, the abbot of Huguo Temple is a highly respected and virtuous man. His Majesty and the Empress both hold him in high esteem."
[No wonder the Empress was accompanying us this time; I understand now, the old Emperor and the Empress are fans of this host.]
Well, it seems like this interpretation isn't entirely wrong.
Zhang Sheren lifted his foot, preparing to stand back down.
[Could it be that the old emperor was once a monk?! And even a beggar?!?!]
Shen Zhiyi thought about it more and more and felt that this was the case, so she started to open the surveillance system and look through the old emperor's history from when he was still wearing open-crotch pants.
[Haha, when I was little, the old emperor stole the neighbor's chicken and framed my older brother, causing him to get a double beating from both our parents.]
The old emperor inside: Oh, is that so? He doesn't remember.
[Oh my god, this old emperor actually pooped on his parents' bed when he was a child, just because there was only one egg in the house, he didn't take an extra bite.]
The Empress silently shifted her position, never expecting the old emperor to be like this.
The old emperor's face darkened. He was going to sue Shen Zhiyi for defamation!
The abbot, who was chanting sutras and praying for the old emperor, asked, "May I ask if I have done anything wrong that displeased His Majesty?"
"Oh, that's none of your business, Master. Please continue."
"Amitabha."
The abbot closed his eyes and continued to strike the wooden fish to pray for the old emperor and empress.
In the past, the old emperor would have listened to every word the presiding emperor read, but now his mind was filled with Shen Zhiyi's loud and soft voice.
The "haha" sound was like a demonic chant, its origins long and enduring.
[This old emperor was so funny when he was little; he even wore his father's underwear on his head.]
[And more…]
Outside the room, there was a very low chuckle, leaving the old and young monks around completely bewildered.
The young monk asked the old monk.
Why do these distinguished guests all look so flushed?
"Everyone says he's a distinguished person, so naturally his face is rosy; it's a good omen."
The little monk scratched his bald head: "But why do these distinguished people look like they're trying not to laugh?"
"It's possible to suppress one laugh, but how can you suppress all of them? You're obsessed. Go and chant sutras in front of the Buddha."
The young monk was driven away by the old monk.
The old monk watched the young monk's departing figure with a mixture of helplessness and indulgence. Just as he was about to lament the young monk's lack of self-control, bursts of laughter erupted from behind him.
The old emperor was playing house with the village children, but because he wasn't playing the groom, he was crying and wailing.
Old Emperor: Would he be the kind of person to cry over something so trivial?
[Hahaha, I know! The old emperor was crying and screaming because he was playing the role of the groom stepping in that pile of dog poop. Seriously, what is this?!]
"Pfft."
The old emperor looked at the empress, who was clutching her stomach, with a hurt expression.
"Wife, what's wrong with you too!"
"Sorry, hahaha, my dead memories are suddenly attacking me."
Wait, this bride looks familiar.
Shen Zhiyi adopted a thoughtful expression, like a detective from a dead elementary school.
[Oh my, isn't this the Empress? Old Emperor, you're still quite something. Although you played the role of the groom stepping in dog poop when you were little, you've grown up to be the groom yourself.]
The old emperor had a dark expression on his face.
He declared that no matter what Shen Zhiyi said, she couldn't appease him.
"Your Majesty, may I ask where I went wrong? You must tell me."
"Master is not wrong, please continue."
The old emperor took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress his anger.
But for some reason, I kept feeling like I heard laughter in my ear.
[What a pity, this old emperor was neither a beggar nor a monk, but...]
The old emperor in the side room was on tenterhooks.
But! But our old emperor actually went to sea!
The ministers, who had been laughing uproariously, exchanged glances.
Has the Emperor ever been to the beach?
"no?"
"General, tell me, you've been following His Majesty for a long time."
The General of the Cavalry affirmed, "I have never seen it, and His Majesty has never seen it either."
I can't take it anymore, my stomach hurts from trying so hard to hold back my laughter.
[When the old emperor was young, he was so poor he had nothing to eat. In order to get a bowl of rice, he wanted to offer himself to a wealthy merchant who liked men. However, the merchant despised the old emperor and belittled him to nothing. So our old emperor tried his hand at sea, but failed because he was rejected.]
"Hoo!"
The puzzled expressions on everyone's faces turned into lewd ones.
Unbelievable! Their emperor actually had such an experience!
Zhang Sheren's eyes lit up; this matter must be included in the unofficial history he was compiling.
The newly appointed Minister of Personnel and Minister of Revenue both suddenly realized the truth.
They finally understood why the old emperor was so hostile to merchants.
For example, Prime Minister Wang had tried many times to request an imperial title for his wife, but the old emperor refused him on various pretexts, presumably because Prime Minister Wang's wife was a merchant.
Such an embarrassing incident would make them resent merchants in the future.
I understand, I completely understand.
The old emperor's face was no longer dark; he collapsed, bent over, and wept bitterly.
He thought Shen Zhiyi wouldn't dig into his past before becoming emperor, but who would have thought that today Shen Zhiyi would start from when he was wearing open-crotch pants.
"May the Heavenly Venerable grant me boundless blessings! I have utterly lost face today."
The abbot who continued chanting sutras for the old emperor: ? ? ?
"If Your Majesty finds my chanting unsatisfactory, you may turn around and go to the Taoist temple next door! Let the Taoist priest there chant it for you!"
The host felt deeply insulted!