Chapter 415 Repair Qi to Peace

Whoever speaks the Dharma, let it be said as the Dharma. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info There are no sentient beings, and there are no sentient beings; The law has no me, and it is separated from me; The law has no life, and it is separated from life and death; There is no one in the law, and the reason is broken; The law is often silent, and all things are destroyed; The law is separated from the phase, and there is no reason; The law has no name, and the words are broken; There is nothing to say about the law, and it is separated from the perception of the past; The Dharma has no form, such as emptiness; There is no drama in the law, after all, it is empty.

Quoting the third disciple of the Vimala Sutra

The queen of heaven Lizhu issued that notice, and began to pack up the things in the palace. Her dormitory is richly decorated, and the carpets and vases are all treasures, and it takes a little more effort to tidy them up.

Lizhu's personal maid looked at the palace attendant in the distance carrying boxes of treasures, and couldn't help muttering: "Niangniang really wants to give everything that is so easy to get to others?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Otherwise, what can Hongu do? Li Zhu sat cross-legged on the soft couch, counted the number of items on the list, and replied in a low voice.

The personal maid leaned close to Lizhu's ear and whispered: "She is just a favored concubine, and now that Her Majesty has returned, Niangniang can completely take back the power of the master's mother." ā€

But Lizhu raised her eyes, and a fluttering glance blocked her unfinished words. After a long time, Lizhu muttered, "...... Hongu is tired. "I don't know if I'm saying that I'm tired of arguing with Mei Xian, or I'm tired of packing up my things.

Ah Zhuo sat in the study at this time, accompanying Chang Xi to recite the ritual norms of the enthronement ceremony. The 33-day ceremony was very cumbersome, and there were three volumes of books explaining the sadhana, and I read it for three or four days, but I had not finished reading it once, let alone reciting it.

Changxi got up early this morning, and was mentioned to the study by the plum blossom fairy, looking at this dizzying tome, his heart was full of boredom.

This cheap mother is not good at all, far worse than his mother.

The queen mother never cared where he went to play, nor did she care about his daily homework, every time she called him to her side, she would only kindly hold his hand and ask him if he had eaten well and slept well; And now this cheap mother concubine is staring at herself all the time, lying in bed, picky eaters, and laziness. If you see that he is not doing his homework well, he will take the ring ruler out. Although the inch-wide ruler had never fallen on his flesh and skin, he was still instinctively afraid of the ruler and hated the plum fairy.

sat in the study in a daze all morning, and the long breath was already uncomfortable. He took advantage of the plum blossom fairy's expression to read the scriptures intently, and moved his body slightly, and just as his ass was about to leave his ankles, he heard a cold voice without emotion in his ears:

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ What do you want to do? ā€

Changxi was so frightened by her that he sat back down. The ankle was too strained, and the pain made him grin, but he didn't dare to scream in front of the plum blossom fairy, so he took a breath and stammered: "I, I'm going to change clothes." "Changing clothes means going to the toilet. He wanted to use the excuse of going to the toilet to hide from laziness.

Ah Zhuo nodded: "Okay." Show me what you memorized for two hours. ā€

Chang Xi pointed at the scroll, and saw that the plum blossom fairy did not ask himself questions, and he left the study as if he had escaped.

Looking at the expression on his face, Ah Zhuo knew that Changxi had just flipped through the pages this morning, and had not really memorized the book. But she didn't debunk his lies and saved him face. Chang Xi is still a child, and the road to becoming God is destined to be long, and Ah Zhuo is not in a hurry, and Ah Zhuo does not know how to teach children to be diligent in learning.

I remember that she was very studious when she was a child, and she couldn't walk or take her eyes off a book when she saw it. Ruixiang Tiannu, who raised her, said that she was a bookworm who was rare to see in a century. Her acquaintance with the ancestor is also due to a book.

Thinking of this, Ah Zhuo suddenly wondered. At the age of 22, God was able to preside over the lectures of the Good Dharma Hall, and at the age of 25, she was able to memorize the Diamond Sutra. But why are their children not interested in reading?

No, no, there must be something wrong with the way children are raised.

I think it is Changxi who grew up in Lizhu since he was a child, and the queen of heaven has never restrained his learning; And the ancestor lived far away in the Bishi Palace, and did not often go to the Weijiao Hall to ask about his schoolwork - so it is probably understandable that Changxi is lazy now.

Ah Zhuo sighed and covered his forehead helplessly: How could he have fallen to the point of raising children before he had given birth to a child.

She picked up the scrolls scattered on the desk and read them over and over again, following the passages that she had pointed out to herself.

Changxi walked out of the study, slipped to the small kitchen in the back first, and asked for a large box of snacks. When the people in the kitchen saw the prince come in, they stood beside him tremblingly. The palace decree forbids eating at a time other than the hour of the hour, but Changxi has never kept this prohibition in the palace in the past.

The cook didn't dare to go against the palace order, and he couldn't afford to provoke the prince, so he was honest and honest, so he didn't see Changxi and came in empty-handed, and went out with an octagonal food box. After all, there are two sayings in the lower realm: The law does not blame the people, and those who do not know are not guilty.

He sat leisurely under the flower corridor, opened the double-layer food box, and ate it all the way to the bottom, before he reluctantly wiped his mouth and entered the study.

The study was originally the place where the first lord approved the documents. The name "Zhai" is to restrain the mind and restrain words and deeds.

"Come here." Ah Zhuo heard the sound of the doorshaft turning, and called without raising his head.

Chang Xi sat down opposite Mei Xian, and the main seat of the table was still vacant. This is what Mei Xian specially requested, and she said to Changxi, only when you are crowned an adult, can you sit in your father's seat.

Ah Zhuo closed the scroll in his hand and looked at Chang Xi with his eyes: "What are the sentences of the ritual track you memorized in the morning?" ā€

Changxi's face became embarrassed, and he recited the first few sentences of the ritual in a hesitant manner, and he was horrified to find that Mei Xian had sacrificed the ring ruler.

The two of them were separated by two ends of the long case, and the top of the ring ruler could not reach Changxi's body, but when he saw that her eyes were as dark as the deep pool of the night, he felt that today's things could not be good.

He swallowed his saliva violently, and heard Mei Xian say with a straight face: "-Stretch out your left hand." Chang Xi thought that this cheap concubine was going to beat him, and couldn't help leaning back, before he cowered and stretched out his hand.

Ah Zhuo's sharp eyes saw the dim sum between his fingers, but he didn't make a sound, just walked in front of him and sat down, grasping Changxi's wrist so that he couldn't break free.

The ring ruler fell, making a crisp sound, and he closed his eyes and trembled when he heard the sound, but he didn't feel pain. glanced at it, and saw that there were suddenly more red marks on Mei Xian's arm.

Changxi opened his mouth in surprise, and before he could make a sound, the ring ruler landed on her arm again.

Ah Zhuo looked at Chang Xi and said calmly: "I can't punish the future God who is tired of learning, so I can only punish myself." If you can't become a qualified God, how can I have the face to go to the first emperor? The ruler struck her on the arm with a thud. Chang Xi watched his originally white jade-like arm turn red, and thought in a daze: ...... It turned out that she didn't come out with a ring ruler to punish him. Tears unconsciously burst out of his eyes.

"Mother, I'm sorry." Chang breath threw himself into the arms of the plum blossom fairy, sobbing and crying these words upside down.

Ah Zhuo hugged the soft lump tightly, smelled the faint aroma of bean paste, and she suddenly remembered that when the ancestor was alive, he liked to use bean paste snacks when drinking tea, and the slightly numb arm didn't seem to feel anything.

In the afternoon, Changxi couldn't sit still anymore, and begged his cheap concubine to let him play, and Ah Zhuo agreed.

Although the ceremony is about to start in ten years, and the time is tight, he has not been with him for a long time, and he is still a little unfamiliar with each other, so it is the key to follow his mind more and slowly cultivate feelings.

Chang Xi listened to her and quickly agreed, and he was extremely happy. Immediately entered the Huixia Hall to change into regular clothes, and then began to wander outside the hall. However, when he left, he happened to meet his cheap concubine.

Asked for an stiff posture, wanting to pass by her, and watched her slowly follow behind him.

Like all the children who were knocked out of the secret by adults, he was ashamed and annoyed in his heart, and reluctantly bowed his head and said in a respectful tone: "The mother concubine is also ready to relax?" ā€

"Where you go, I will go." Ah Zhuo folded his hands on his belt and replied neatly.

After hearing this, one head turned into two big ones, and he said that he wanted to go out to play in the afternoon because he didn't want to see the cheap concubine, and this cheap concubine was much more difficult than he imagined.

"I'm looking for Ah Ruan from the Xuanjiao Palace." He sighed helplessly, but he didn't know how old-fashioned his expression was.

Ah Ruan is his twin sister, although he is a late bloomer, how can he dislike his sister as an older brother?

In the past, when he was in the palace, he would patiently accompany her every day to play with flower ropes or weave straw knots; Now that he has moved out of the palace, he is still very worried about Ah Ruan. This is probably the love of blood.

Seeing Changxi's obviously disgusted look, Ah Zhuo didn't have the slightest superfluous words, and responded lightly, and continued to follow Changxi through the corridor wrapped with green vines.

She doesn't raise her child, and she doesn't make him happy. I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I was raised by Ruixiang Tiannu. It wasn't until she met the ancestor later that she gradually learned that these thirty-three days were so prosperous.

Changxi was sulking like a cheap mother, and it was not easy to have a seizure, so he deliberately kicked the fine grains of sand on the road, and all the way over, the hem of his robe was already a little dirty, but he was still angry, and his cheeks bulged like two buns.

Ah Zhuo has his heart, and he knows that the figure in front of him is implicitly resentful, but because he is not at home in the cultivation place, he doesn't know who he is angry with.

The two of them went around one after the other, from Ah Zhuo's Huixia Hall to Lizhu's Xuanjiao Palace.

The deaf and discerning maid saw Changxi, and while calling His Royal Highness continuously, she stepped forward courteously, greeted him and kept asking, is he okay in the near future, and so on.

Almost all of them watched Chang Xi grow up, and their feelings were naturally deep. Changxi smiled and walked for a long time surrounded by several maids, only to remember that there was a cheap concubine behind him.

Ah Zhuo stood far away under a peach tree, looking at him and the maid close, alone from himself as if he was a stranger, and suddenly his heart couldn't say what it was like. She missed the right to raise him with her own hands, and missed the opportunity to be called A-Niang by him. Time cannot be turned back, is there a remedy for everything?

Chang Xi glanced back at Ah Zhuo, ignoring the cheap concubine who seemed to be a little sad, and followed the maid into the palace where he had lived for decades.

He didn't rush to meet his sister Ah Ruan, but went to the main hall to meet Lizhu first. In his heart, his mother is only Lizhu alone. Two maidservants went to the temple first, and waited outside the temple gate for a long time.

Listening to the earnest voice inside, as if he was discussing something, Chang Xi was a little strange: he had been separated from his mother for several days, and now that his mother heard that he was coming, shouldn't she call him in immediately?

After waiting for a while, I heard a soft knock on the temple door.

Chang Xi crossed the threshold with his robe, like an arrow off the string, and suddenly pounced on Lizhu's body. He sniffed the smell on Lizhu's body greedily, and his throat was a little choked for a while: "A-Niang." ā€

Lizhu's face turned pale, she didn't expect that he would call herself that after sending Changxi out for so long. Her arms hung down in place and remained motionless, and after a long time, she hugged him back and took a long breath, soothing his back and whispering, "Wu'er has lost weight." ā€

This child is not her flesh and blood, but they have been together day and night for so many years, and their relationship has long been no different from that of relatives.

Lizhu held Changxi's soft body with one hand, brushed open the tent of the soft couch with the other, let him sit beside him, and took a box of snacks to feed him.

Chang Xi ate two pieces of her hand, burped in satisfaction, and then frowned as if remembering something: "The concubine doesn't like me, can I come back and continue to live with A-Niang." ā€

"How could the plum blossom fairy not like you?" She wiped the stubble off her hand, pointed her fingertips at the tip of his nose and said, "It's because you're too naughty that always makes her unhappy." ā€

Chang Xi counted down in front of Li Zhu, about the various deeds of the plum blossom fairy to control herself.

Lizhu was silent for a moment, thinking about how she could tell him that she was going to leave here and live in the palace Zhaoqing Garden, and that she would never be able to meet him at will. Finally, she smiled wryly and said, "I'm afraid not." It's good to let Ah Ruan live with you back to the palace. ā€

"I want to be with A-Niang." As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe his tears. He has the blood of the plum blossom fairy in him, so he sheds tears when he is very sad.

She hurriedly took out the handkerchief she was carrying, and wiped the snot and tears on his face: "You will become God in ten years, how can you still cry your nose at every turn?" ā€

Chang Xi cried even more sadly, as if he couldn't always shed endless tears, and he sobbed and asked, "...... Ah Niang doesn't want me and Ah Ruan? ā€

Li Zhu couldn't answer, so she could only pat her chest and promise, "Trust me, the plum blossom fairy will take good care of you and Ah Ruan." Hearing his whimpering and crying, her heart ached faintly. Although she was reluctant to rest for a long time, she clearly knew that their mother-son fate was wrong from the beginning, and it was destined not to last long, and one party would eventually say goodbye first.

(To be continued.) )