Don't be clouded

Chapter 68

The abbot of the National Temple passed away, so the emperor should go to mourn and keep vigil.

This reason is nothing else, but the rules left by the emperor's own father, so that the descendants of the Ming family should treat the monks of Xuanqing Temple kindly.

In fact, according to the late emperor's style of running to Mount Xuanqing twice every three days, if he lived to the time when Zen Master Jueming sat down, maybe he would not just go to pay his condolences, and he might live in the temple for a ten-day period of grief.The pain is deep, and maybe a national funeral will be ordered.

However, even father and son disagree on many things.

Emperor Yuan Hui did give his father face and sent him to Xuanqing Mountain, but he was not very happy.

He didn't have a good face along the way, he worked so hard to climb Xuanqing Mountain again, and when he saw the next abbot of the National Temple, he didn't care about the etiquette, so he stepped straight into the temple without saying anything.

As soon as the monks died, the abbot was about to come to pick up Emperor Yuanhui, and he was even put on face.Guan Chen has always been steady, and there is no other reaction, but Miao Wu who is standing behind shows displeasure.

Guan Chen followed the emperor into the temple, turned his head inadvertently after crossing the threshold, and looked at Miao Wu who was full of grief and indignation.That look was like Wubo Gujing, but it was extremely intimidating, making him subconsciously withdraw the expression on his face.

A hand behind him tugged on the hem of his clothes, Miao Wu looked back, and saw that it was his junior brother Miao Ci, who seemed to be hesitant to talk.

He thought there was something important, so he took the person aside and left the team.

"what happened?"

Miaoci was a little scared and said: "Is there something wrong with Xuanqing Temple?"

Rao Miao Wu, who used to be extremely strict with his juniors, failed to put on a straight face this time to teach Miao Ci not to think too much, because he was also worried about this issue.

Although Guan Chen handles things well, he is too young and has lost his true heart...

With Master's visit, Xuanqing Temple is really like a dangerous ship, tossed and tossed in the wind and waves, and the sunny days overhead that have lasted for 20 years may also change.

He only looked down at the little novice, and said solemnly as always: "If you concentrate on practicing meditation from now on, and avoid greed and hatred, you will be able to shoulder the heavy burden of Xuanqing Temple in the future."

Miao Ci looked blank, he shook his head, and looked at the back of Emperor Yuan Hui who was surrounded by everyone.

After Yuan Huidi arrived at Xuanqing Temple, he first invited incense and worshiped the Buddha, and then the palace staff prepared the emperor's stay.

The death of an eminent monk was originally a very natural and peaceful event, but now it also makes chickens jump like dogs.All the pilgrims in the temple were invited out, the palace people and monks shuttled among the buildings in the mountains, and Emperor Yuan Hui hid in the Zhaohui Building to enjoy the cool air, and did not come out for a long time.

Until nightfall, Emperor Yuanhui suddenly ordered to change the place of stay to Zhaohui Building.So the palace servants and monks who had been busy for half a day had no choice but to withdraw the previous furnishings and move all the imperial items to Zhaohui Tower.

After the twilight sinks into the night, the lights here are brightly lit, and the sound of wooden fish chanting sutras can be faintly heard from inside.

According to the rules left by the late emperor, the abbot of the national temple passed away, and the emperor should bathe, burn incense, and pray for blessings in person, so the news was naturally transmitted by Emperor Yuan Hui.

However, Guan Chen, who was accompanying Yu Jia in the Zhaohui Building, could see clearly that across a screen, the shadow of Emperor Yuan Hui was half-lying leisurely on the couch.

He didn't care either, Emperor Yuan Hui was only willing to come because of the rules of his ancestors, and now he might be scolding Xuanqing Temple over and over in his heart.

Guanchen was thinking about other things.

He had previously guessed that Duan Wenfu would not sit still, sooner tonight, later tomorrow, he would definitely find Ji Bieyun.And according to Ji Bieyun's temperament, he will definitely meet Duan Wenfu for the truth about the Liu family, and I'm afraid it will be dangerous at that time.

The servant just set off from Xuanqing Temple not long ago, and arrived at the Duan Mansion about two quarters of an hour later to announce the decree.

I hope that during this time, Ji Bieyun can get what he wants.

Guan Chen is waiting for Duan Wenfu to come to face the saint, but the waiting process is difficult to calm down.

The day was too difficult, and what happened was like a dream that flew by quickly.Guan Chen is sitting in Zhaohui Building at the moment, but in front of him is still the same as before Master left.

It can only be described as haggard.

The so-called passing away is actually just a fantasy. Jueming Chan Master passed away in pain. Even though his expression was calm, the suffering radiated from his emaciated body and sunken and yellowed cheeks.

Guan Chen didn't quite believe that Master had no regrets or hatred before he left.How can a person really have no regrets before he dies?

People who live a long life, the whole life they have experienced is turned into the light and shadow before death, and there are always one or two things that people will never forget.Either remorse, or reluctance, the breath is stuck in the throat, and it is only after death that I have to release it.And those who will not die will inevitably regret even more when the accident happens, regretting the second half of life that has not yet been set foot, hating countless visions that cannot be realized, hating the impermanence of fate, and hating the injustice of heaven.

He did not believe that Zen Master Jue Ming had really let go of everything when he was dying.

Otherwise, why those eyes are always looking in his direction, hidden in the eyes is the hope for him, the inability to let go of Xuanqing Temple, and the regret for him and for himself for not being able to empty all five aggregates throughout his life.

At that moment, Guanchen felt the Buddha's deception to himself.

Look, even the venerable Zen master Jueming can't really get rid of the sea of ​​suffering. Is there really a way to the other shore in the world?

In Zhaohui Building, he chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, but closed his eyes in pain.

If you can't check it, you can't check it.

As soon as you close your eyes, more things in the world of mortals come one after another.

I don't know how long it took to watch the dust, and finally someone came from outside the temple.The prime minister was the first to arrive, and the six ministers and assistant ministers also arrived one after another, Duan Wenfu was the last one.

When the court officials met with the Holy Majesty, he would naturally withdraw.But when he left, he gave Duan Wenfu another look calmly. This person's complexion was slightly worse than usual. When he was standing, his left shoulder slumped slightly, and his chest was shrunk, as if he had been injured.

The moment Guan Chen brushed past him, he could almost imagine Ji Bieyun holding a knife.But he stopped his thoughts, lowered his eyes and walked past Duan Wenfu.

Prince Xian was placed in a side building tonight, and when Guan Chen passed by, he unexpectedly found that the other party was chanting sutras.

"Isn't the prince never chanting scriptures?" Guan Chen walked over.

Mingwang opened his eyes, put the string of precious beads in his hand back on the desk, and replied: "After all, Zen Master Jueming has gone. Believe it or not, I have to do something to comfort his spirit in heaven."

Guan Chen lowered his eyes, and politely replied: "Thank you, my lord."

Prince Xian waved his hand, and after dismissing the servant, he asked: "I just heard that you told the emperor to ask the important ministers to come to express their condolences, so they should be here by now, right?"

He nodded.

Ming Wang asked again: "Then Ji Yao should be fine?"

This question may seem abrupt, but it actually contains a lot of information.Guan Chen looked up and asked in turn, "What did the lord guess?"

"It's nothing. It's just that Ji Yao is the best at piercing the sky, and he is also covered in rain. He exposed Yushitai, and he is easy to be retaliated." Prince Xian smiled, "You have no plan, so calm this time, think about it. I have already helped Ji Yao get out of trouble. Although I don't know how you know if Ji Yao is safe or not in Xuanqing Temple, I don't have to worry about it anymore."

Mingwang paused for a moment, then asked curiously: "However, I still need your clarification. If you don't see the emperor tonight, how can you send Duan Wenfu away from the mansion?"

Guan Chen had thought that Prince Xian would guess some truths, but he didn't know that the other party guessed things so thoroughly.

He did not deny those speculations, and replied: "There are other ways, but they are useless right now."

Mingwang didn't ask, stood up, went to the side and pushed the window open, the summer night mountain wind suddenly poured into the room, stirring up the dreary air in the room.The scriptures spread out on the table were rattled by the wind, and finally turned to the last page.

"Your majesty should have known about today's incident at the Ministry of Punishment, but he didn't see him having an attack, so he probably will have a fuss tomorrow morning." Prince Xian shook his head, "I hope you can help me, and Ji Yao still has a backup, otherwise tomorrow will be a big mess." Crap."

Guan Chen stood there without sadness or joy, his robe was blown by the cool wind, as if he was about to fade away, his whole person was a bit ethereal.

Mingwang looked at it, feeling a little puzzled.No matter how much this person gets mixed up in the world of mortals, he still looks like he doesn't care about worldly affairs. How did he do that?

Just as he was wondering, he saw the other party put his hands together, bowed his head and said: "The poor monk did not help Master Ji."

He thought it was funny, "Forget it, five or six of your ten sentences now are lies. I don't believe in Buddhism anyway, so I don't care about it with you. It's just that the situation is difficult now. You are burdened with the future of Xuanqing Temple and worry about Ji Ji. Yao's future, it's best to really prepare. I won't make friends with stupid people or people who are overwhelmed."

After Guanchen listened quietly, he raised his head, "My lord once said that it is rare to be confused, but now he says that he only wants to make friends with smart people. It can be seen that the lord also speaks lies."

Prince Xian was not angry when he heard this, but just chuckled, "You also said that to Ji Yao?"

When the monk heard the name, he stopped talking.

"Hide your dead spot well, don't be discovered by those who want to harm you." Mingwang laughed a little playfully, and then changed the subject, "I always feel that there will be no peace after tonight, and Ji Yao won't put it on again Which piece of sky has been pierced? Xu Yang also gave it to him. Logically speaking, it should be able to restrain his impatience, unless Xu Yang is also led astray... But there is still you, you will always take care of him .”

The monk didn't speak, and it seemed that the atmosphere was a bit stalemate. Prince Xian suddenly understood, and couldn't believe it: "Even you are pampering him?"

Guan Chen bowed his head again and saluted.

Prince Xian was speechless for a while, took a sip of cool tea, and blew the cool breeze for a while before he calmed down.

He suddenly thought that the last time he was so angry was at Xuanqing Temple, when Guan Chen brought Ji Yao back to Chenjing, and the Minister of Rites was assassinated not long after.This time was even better, Ji Yao went to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to sue Yushitai, not only that, but there will be moths in the future.

"Guanchen, let me ask you." He looked really puzzled, "Are you going to return to vulgarity?"

The monk was stopped by the question this time, and he was obviously taken aback for a while, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"I don't care whether you fell in love with others at first sight or after a long time, but with your appearance like this, what do you plan to do in the future?" Ming Wang asked.

Guan Chen fell back into the red dust from the appearance of being about to become a fairy, and stood there in a daze, looking a little at a loss.After a long while, he opened his mouth uncertainly: "Master Ji's family members are gone, he should only treat the poor monk... out of closeness to his family."

Prince Xian squinted at the monk for a long time, making sure that the man was not talking nonsense, as if he really thought so in his heart.

He knew it was hopeless right now, the elm head was still the same elm head.In the final analysis, other people's love has nothing to do with him, if you can't persuade him twice, then forget it.

"Forget it, what's wrong with you and Ji Yao, we'll find out tomorrow morning." Ming Wang picked up the string of Buddhist beads again, "It's best that it has nothing to do with me, I just want to watch the show."

At Maoshi the next day, Prince Xian, who hadn't slept all night, set off from Xuanqing Mountain with Yujia and returned to Chenjing.

Last night, Guan Chen spoke and asked the emperor to temporarily call the important officials to Xuanqing Temple to express their condolences, but those officials only stayed for a while before they were driven back to Chenjing by Emperor Yuanhui.Now the emperor was going to catch up with the morning court, but as his younger brother, he didn't need to pay attention to the court affairs, so he rushed back to the palace to sleep.

Prince Xian's car was at the front of the line and was responsible for opening the way.

He sat sleepily in the carriage, and had already yawned countless times when he reached the gate of the city.Lifting the curtain casually, the dark city wall is not far away.Slowly entering the city gate, the morning market in Chenjing Li was about to start, and the lights gradually changed from dim to bright.

However, something suddenly passed by in the field of vision. Looking intently, there seemed to be some notices pasted outside the doors of the shops on both sides of the Royal Street. There was a post every two or three houses, and the shop went straight to the front.Many passing people tore off the notice and looked at it intently, even when Yu Jia passed by, they held it tightly.

Notices in Beijing have always been posted only in fixed places, which yamen is so ignorant of the rules, that it is posted on someone's door?

Although Mingwang found it strange, he didn't pay much attention to it.

It wasn't until the mighty team reached the gate of the inner city that he really noticed something was wrong.

A watchtower was set up not far from the city wall to monitor the surrounding situation.

In the past, no one stopped under the watchtower, but today many people gathered.Not because of anything else, but because an arrow was nailed high outside the watchtower, penetrating extremely deep, and a white curtain several feet long was pierced by the arrow, hanging vertically from the outside of the building, like a long curtain embroidered with patterns .

When the breeze blew in the morning, the white letter written all over it swayed with the wind, attracting more and more people's attention.

It is not good to look at the secret path, and look in the opposite direction of the arrow, and search for a moment between the crowd and the house, and suddenly see a figure in the corner.

Dressed in black, his figure is as tall and straight as a bamboo.Half-masked, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes with a familiar sharpness in them.

The other party also noticed his gaze, turned his head to look at him, the corners of his eyes slightly curved, and then raised the bow in his hand and shook it at him.

...It turns out that this is the so-called moth, Ji Yao is really crazy.

Mingwang turned his head and glanced at the watchtower again, and when he turned his head again, the boy's figure had disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The author says:

Master Guanchen will show you what tacit understanding is.