The open and secret battles with the Liang family have been continuous, Ah Han couldn't sleep at night, went to the imperial study to review the folds, and told me to just keep them in peace in his bedroom. When the snow was falling heavily at night, I quietly pushed open the window, looked at the snow outside, and sighed softly, "When will I be free like this?" ”

I made up my mind to go out, regardless of whether Ah Han would answer. Such a heavy snow reminds me of the first snow and sycamore many years ago, I think of me and Ah Han at that time, and I also think of the sword I blocked, Ah Han who I am willing to protect with my life, but now, I don't even want to die by his side.

It's not that I hate him, but I can't hate him, I can't hate him, and I can't forgive him.

I am also considered to be complete, I have the love of my life, I have a confidant and friend who has enough life, I have been loved by thousands of people, and I have also experienced the desolation of "plum blossoms bloom and a hundred flowers bloom, and pedestrians do not come" in the cold palace, I have seen more chasing fame and fortune, and I have also seen the love and hate parting. Life, experienced, is also life.

I closed the window, walked over to the desk, grinded my pen, and wrote a letter with a few determinations. Then he got dressed, put on a big hat, took the money bag, took only a sycamore hairpin, and tiptoed out of the window.

It was snowing heavily, so I looked for the direction and walked towards Liuxian Pavilion. In the biting cold wind, he walked to Liuxian Pavilion for a long time, and the guards around him were still lax, but there were actually no guards. I followed the method that Ah Yue said many years ago, and climbed out of the palace wall.

The moment my feet landed outside, I really felt that I was coming out. I finally left the prison of the palace, the cause and effect of all love and hatred.

In the heavy snow, I walked to the market outside and hired a carriage, thinking that I was going to Lin Wanwan, but I was afraid that Lin Wanwan would also suffer from it, so I hesitated where to go.

The coachman asked me, "Girl! Girl! Where are you going? ”

I came back to my senses and blurted out: "Qixia Temple." ”

The coachman smiled: "The girl is really pious, and she goes to worship the Buddha on a snowy day." The coachman said and rushed to Qixia Temple, I didn't have much mood all the way, I didn't go to seek Buddha, but to seek tranquility.

It snowed heavily all the way, and all that swirled in my mind was the letter I wrote to Ah Han, and all that was my parting with him.

Ah Han, back then, it really became a prophecy, and now the only intersection between you and me is only the legend of your streets.

If the red dust is a dream, it will eventually wake up. After saying goodbye to this life, Xiao Lang is a passerby, the paper is short and long, but when the words come to his mouth, he can't say a word of thousands of words.

Kyoto is a prosperous dream, people are still there, and Zhu Yan has changed. You are the fairy in the painting, the person in the dream, but the good times are fleeting, and the idle changes but the old people's hearts.

The sycamore in the courtyard is half dead, the shallot is dewed, He Yixi, a dream is floating, the white horse has passed through the gap, and the deceased is gone. It's just that the bloodstains are still yesterday, fleeting, thin, how can you forget?

The country is picturesque, how can the beauty be the enemy? Although it is lovesick to the bone, but there are many barriers between you and me, not to mention that people are affectionate and thin, it is better to leave with one heart, and stay for a hundred years, you are still a gentleman, warm as jade.

At the beginning of the day, I didn't know what Ah Han's mood would be when he saw this letter, but at this time, I really had no desires and no desires, only a clear heart.

After a long time of bumping, I arrived at the foot of the mountain where Qixia Temple was located, I paid, and the coachman stepped on the snow again with a whip. I braved the heavy snow and walked up one stone step after another, and the footprints I had stepped on were soon filled in again. The snow was so big that I couldn't see the pavilions and pavilions in Beijing when I stood on the rugged mountain road, and it was so big that I couldn't open my eyes to distinguish the ice crystals one by one, until I came to the end of the road, and the mountain temple looming in the mountains was revealed.

A master standing at the end with an umbrella looked at me and saluted, "Donor, long time no see." ”

I looked over and saw that it was the little master who took me to see the place where the concubine was worshipped that day, and he also replied, "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The master said softly: "The abbot asked the poor monk to wait here for someone to come, but I didn't expect it to be the benefactor, so fateful." ”

I was a little surprised and asked, "Does the abbot know I'll come?" ”

The master just held the umbrella in front of him, handed me an umbrella, and said lightly: "The abbot didn't say anything, just asked the poor monk to come to the mountain road to pick up someone." ”

I took the umbrella and followed behind the master, and it was snowing heavily, and the master asked lightly, "What is the matter with the donor's trip?" ”

I thought for a moment and replied, "There's nothing special, nowhere else to go, so I came here." ”

Master said softly: "The donor is very different from last time, the last time he pretended to be a man, he lived quite freely, and this time he seems to be in a much purer mood." ”

I smiled faintly and said, "Life is always like this in the world, from the original leisure, bound to all kinds of worldly things, and finally become desireless." ”

In the blink of an eye, when he arrived at the door of the main hall, the master turned around and said lightly: "Donor, please come in," seeing that I shook the snow on my umbrella and was about to go in, he said, "Why is the donor so negative and misanthropic?" The cycle repeats, where is the destination? ”

I was a little surprised, and asked softly, "Why does Master seem to persuade me by saying this?" Aren't Buddhists all saying that the world is the most miserable? ”

In the main hall, the old voice of the abbot sounded, saying: "The most bitter in the world, but it is necessary to go through reincarnation." ”

When I saw the abbot come out, I bowed and went into the main hall, and knelt before the main hall, and put incense on the pillar. The abbot said to the master at the door, "Send this benefactor to the meditation room to rest." ”

I followed Master and took the umbrella to the meditation room in the east. It was snowing heavily, and I walked to the door of the meditation room, and Master left.

I walked to the railing of the mountain temple, there were dry branches outside, a layer of snow was pressed on the upper area, and the snow that was still falling was also backlogged, and from time to time there were broken branches, maybe it was the seemingly light edelweiss that could not help the little by little backlog, in short, it was the end of the break, and it was completely broken.

I quietly looked at the broken branches, and said to myself, "I am this branch, and the snow that keeps falling like this will make me completely broken sooner or later." ”

I don't know when, the abbot stood next to him and said lightly: "The donor was born too negative." ”

I turned around and said with some confusion: "Isn't what the Buddhists say is birth?" Why does the Master care if I'm negative or not? Isn't it good to be born? I sighed and said, "As long as you can be born, isn't it detached?" ”

The abbot smiled faintly and said: "The end of the world, all saints have the same origin, not bad and true, not detached from the truth and dead vulgar." Both mortals and saints have true Buddha-nature, and the differences are just the appearance of the situation, and they all originate from a common source, that is, all sentient beings have Buddha-nature and the wisdom of the wonderful circle of bodhi. The abbot looked at me and asked, "In that case, why should you care if you are born or not?" Birth is detachment, not liberation, has the benefactor ever figured out the subtlety? ”

I smiled lightly and said, "The disciple is stupid, the two are confused, thank you for the master's advice." ”

The abbot just smiled and said, "The benefactor is trying to escape, not to seek the true life." ”

I thought about it, nodded, and asked, "But how did the master know that I was coming here?" ”

The abbot smiled and said, "It's just fate, the old man asks people to stay there every day, and gives people a correct guide to those who seek liberation in the world." ”

I nodded, and asked no more, and the abbot walked away with his umbrella.

I lived in Qixia Temple for a few days, and there was no rumor outside about the imperial concubine in the palace, and no one posted the imperial list everywhere to find people. I saw that the wind was calm outside, and it was a matter of concern.

The snow stayed for a few days, and the snow outside formed a thin layer of ice on the stone slabs, reflecting the golden brilliance of the sun, although my heart was much calmer, but I felt that my body was getting worse and worse, and I always felt that the cold could not stand it.

In the past, after the snow melted, I always basked in the sun, but now I also came out to see the sun, but it was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and surrounded by a thick coat before I went out to bask in the sun.

The winter sun is not warm, but it is very bright. The crystal light reflected on the unmelted snow was as transparent as crystal, and I was losing my mind, but I saw that the pilgrims took advantage of the warm snow and sunny days to worship the incense. When I came back to my senses, I went to the mountains and forests behind the apse to avoid it.

In winter, the mountains and forests are not lush, but bare, dotted with a little or two of snow, and the occasional lonely flying bird seems extremely lonely.

I sat on the stone in the forest, surrounded by the big one, and was stunned, and someone called me for a while: "Chuxi? ”

I turned my head and saw that Lin Wanwan was looking at me, and when I saw that it was me, I smiled, sat on the ground on the side, and said with relief: "It's really you, it's easy for me to find." ”

I looked at her and asked in surprise, "How did you find it?" ”

Lin Wanwan said with a smile: "Miao Wu came to me before leaving, she thinks you will definitely try your best to come out, if you come out and ask me to take care of you, and said that you may go to me, or come to Qixia Temple." ”

I wondered, "Then how did you know that I was out of the palace?" ”

Lin Wan smiled and said softly: "The emperor sent someone to me to find it, it seems that the emperor also sent someone to Qinglou and Liuxian Pavilion, as well as the Waste Prince's Mansion and Late Fengshan to find you." Lin Wanwan looked at me as he said and asked, "Chuxi, when do you plan to go back?" ”

I said lightly: "I didn't say I was going back, I said very clearly with Ah Han, don't read each other." ”

Lin Wanwan just sighed and said: "I also probably know your character, and I don't want to go back when I come out, so I didn't tell the emperor that you would come here, so I came to you myself first to see if you were here." ”

I tightened my grip for a long time and asked, "Bend, do you think I'm doing the right thing?" ”

Lin Wanwan thought for a while and said, "Chuxi, although I don't know what's going on, but if you think it's good, that's it." ”

I looked at Lin Wanwan and said apologetically: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but if you tell you, it will affect you, and I really don't want to do this." ”

Lin Wanwan nodded and didn't speak.