Since the day the King of Jin cut down the tree, he has not spoken to the Princess of Jin for many days. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Let Man'er help clean up the other room and go to sleep, go out early every day and come back late.

He naively thought that by cutting down the demon tree and forgetting about Lu Yuxuan, he could return to their happy life.

Now it seems that he was too naïve. He and Princess Jin could never go back to the past, and Lu Yuxuan's memories always hovered in his mind. Seeing Princess Jin smiling, every gesture would arouse Lu Yuxuan's painful memory.

King Jin is busy doing things every day, on the other hand, try to avoid seeing Princess Jin. I hope I can forget Lu Yuxuan's memory.

The strange thing is that when he went to see Wang Shao and the others, Lu Yuxuan's memories seemed to be hidden. He became the complete king of Jin.

Every time he saw Man'er or thought of Princess Jin, Lu Yuxuan's memories came flooding back. It made him miserable.

Wang Shao saw the abnormality of King Jin in the past few days, and saw that there was no one around. Quietly asked King Jin: "Your Highness, has something happened to you recently?" Why does the old minister think that something is wrong with you lately? ”

When the King of Jin heard Wang Shao's words, he was very surprised. When I was with him, there was never a memory of Lu Yuxuan. Why is he even aware of the abnormality? Then I realized that my emotions betrayed me. Even if he tried his best to cover it up, how could he escape the eyes of his master Wang Shao.

"I've been bothered by a few things lately. A solution has never been found. King Jin simply confessed.

He was hesitating whether to tell Wang Shao about Lu Yuxuan, and Wang Shao saw King Jin's hesitation.

"Your Highness might as well go to the Shanzhao Temple on the outskirts of the city to talk to Master Zhipu, I heard that he is a monk with profound Taoism, maybe he can solve the troubles of King Jin."

King Jin originally had no intention of doing things, and followed his parents to believe in Buddhism since he was a child. Hearing Wang Shao's suggestion, he only took one guard and went to the Silent Zhao Temple.

The Silent Zhao Temple was not far from Yangzhou City, and the two of them arrived soon on horseback.

After handing over the horse to the stable of the temple, King Jin came to the gate of the temple with his guards. The temple is built on the side of a hill and is built along the mountain, so you can see the temple buildings from afar, but you can't enter through the door. The two saw that there was a faint sheep intestine path in the middle of the bamboo forest, and they passed through the dense bamboo forest and came to the foot of the mountain to see a very imposing temple gate.

On both sides of the vermilion wall and tiled gate are several tall linden trees, and next to them are even taller ginkgo trees. It looks very majestic and solemn, making people unconsciously solemn. Hearing the melodious chanting sound from afar, my heart also calmed down.

The sweeping monk at the door was a child about ten years old, who looked like he had more whites than eyeballs, giving people a lazy and lazy feeling. Seeing the two of them coming here, they looked up and down.

"Are you here to find Master Zhiyi again? The master said that in the last few days of retreat, all the visitors have not been seen. ”

"Master Zhiyi?" King Jin said in surprise.

The little monk knew at a glance that he had said the wrong thing, and the person who came did not know that Master Zhiyi was here. In recent days, people who have heard the wind have come to visit Master Zhiyi, and the temple is overwhelmed, so let the little monks stop them one by one. For several days in a row, all the visitors were looking for Master Zhiyi, but they were all stopped by the little monk on the grounds of retreat.

Today he thought it was the same situation again, so he didn't wait for them to explain their intentions, and he showed a killer idea.

I didn't think they didn't know that Master Zhiyi was here. Seeing King Jin's shining eyes, the little monk stuck out his tongue, thinking that he was in trouble now.

This Zhiyi master had a great influence during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and was once the national teacher of the Southern Liang Dynasty. In the Jiangnan generation, it is a god-like existence, and its influence can be seen.

Emperor Wen, the father of King Jin, always wanted to invite him to Yangzhou to promote Buddhism, but he was always rejected by him under various pretexts. Now that it's been hit crookedly, isn't it providence?

King Jin forgot about his sadness for a while, thinking that if he could meet this master, he would definitely try his best to get married to him. In the future, he will be invited to Yangzhou to promote Buddhism, and by the way, he can also win the hearts of Jiangnan scholars.

The little monk took the two of them into the temple, the sound of the gurgling of water in the mountains next to the corridor, coupled with the sound of birds, and the faint intermittent chanting sound, had not yet entered the temple, and had already felt the aura of this treasure place.

Walk through the long corridor, followed by the Mahavira Palace, the center of the hall for the Buddha on both sides of the Emperor Shakti, the Brahma King two heavenly kings; The left and right sides of the main hall are for the twenty heavenly kings; The main hall beams are filled with a thousand small Buddhas that are lifelike.

King Jin's feet stepped on the ground of the main hall, and he instantly felt his heart calm.

King Jin and his guards followed the little monk through the main hall and walked through the Tianwang Hall to the Jushilin, where the temple was dedicated to receiving guests. The little monk motioned for them to sit on the cushions on the ground, and went to the abbot master.

King Jin looked left and right at this Jushilin, the room was spacious and bright. There are almost no ornaments inside. There are only simple cushions, and there are some shelves for tea sets. Plenty of light and smooth air make it refreshing. "What a great place!" King Jin couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the abbot, Master Zhipu, walked in from behind.

I saw that the master was of medium stature, with a disc-like face with kind eyes and a pleasant face. A look of peace and tranquility because of the lack of quarrel with the world.?

"Amitabha!" ???

When the King of Jin and the guards saw the master coming in, they quickly got up and treated each other with courtesy. When the master sat down, the guards went out to guard the door with interest.

King Jin sat down with the master, thinking of his intention, a sad face immediately fell on King Jin's face.

Master Zhipu saw King Jin's sorrow at a glance, although he didn't know what he was worried about, but he was sure that he was feeling depressed.

"The donor has come from afar, you might as well try the tea brewed by the old man. The spring water here is sweet, and there are excellent tea leaves. Master Zhipu said with a smile.

King Jin had no intention of drinking tea, but he had no choice but to be warm, so he nodded.

The master got up and took down the teacups, teapots, and coffee tables on the tea set shelf, and placed them one by one. Let the little monk go and fetch the spring water from the mountain stream.

By the time everything was ready, it had been a long time. King Jin didn't feel a little irritable, isn't this a waste of life?

Master Zhipu obviously saw that he was absent-minded, but he still boiled the tea quietly.

Finally, the first cup of tea was handed to King Jin.

I saw that the teacup was crystal clear, like jade but not jade. It should be a good ceramic, with a little green in the white, but the tea is emerald green like jade, uniform and delicate. King Jin vaguely remembered drinking the same matcha in his mother's bedchamber.

"Please taste King Jin!" Master Zhipu said with a kind smile.

King Jin picked up the teacup and took a sip, and immediately frowned, "It's so bitter!" ”

I didn't expect such a beautiful tea to be so bitter to drink, and I didn't have such a bitter memory when I drank the tea brewed by the queen mother before.

"Please taste it carefully!", Master Zhipu was still smiling kindly, his expression calm and calm.

King Jin settled down and savored it carefully for a while, and a sweetness seemed to come out of his mouth. A sweet feeling that has never been felt before.

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