Chapter 243: The Imperial Sermon
Everything has been decided, and the wind spirit should have thanked her happily, but she couldn't be happy in the end, and her heart was sour. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info She suddenly realized that no matter how unwilling she was to admit it, the dying man leaning on the low couch was her own father. Judging from his situation, it was already a waning trend, and she went away happily, afraid of upsetting her conscience.
Since for more than ten years, my mother ordered her to look at Chang'an and worship her every Chinese New Year's Eve, asking her to repay the grace of her life, in this current situation, she should not abandon him, she should always take care of more days.
Among his many children, he originally liked Li Tai, the king of Wei, Li Zhi, the crown prince, and Princess Gaoyang. Now the king of Wu, the king of Wei and the crown prince are competing in the court, and he can't see any of them. After Princess Gaoyang was beheaded by her self-defense machine, she cooled her mind and rarely came to the palace to say hello.
The rest is only one who refuses to recognize her, and if she goes again, he will be bleak at night, and I am afraid that her dead biological mother will not be at peace.
With this thought, the wind spirit put away his solemn respect, pursed his lips, and pretended to be coquettish: "The saint thinks that the wind spirit is verbose and noisy, disturbing the saint's recuperation, do you want to send the wind spirit out earlier?" ”
Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "So, it's hard for you." After laughing a few times, I couldn't breathe a little and gasped.
Feng Ling hurriedly stepped forward and added a brocade back to his back, smoothing him out.
Outside the door, Ah Sheng was there, saying that Master Xuanzang had arrived.
Li Shimin pointed to the door of the temple and Feng Ling while coughing: "Go and open the door of the temple and invite the mage to come in." ”
Feng Ling realized that the words of "karma" and "karma" were mentioned several times in the words of the sage, and she also wondered how the saint who had never spoken of Buddhism suddenly had the heart of the Buddha, and was originally enlightened by Master Xuanzang, who translated the scriptures here.
Feng Ling went to answer the door, and as soon as the door of the hall opened, he took the lead in saluting Master Xuanzang outside the hall. Xuanzang was not surprised to see her here, but remembered that she fell off the horse and fell unconscious when she came back, and asked a few words about how she was doing.
The wind spirit opened his arms and spun around in place, "It's all right a long time ago, and I haven't thanked the great virtue of the mage's chanting blessings." ”
Xuanzang only smiled faintly and said, "This is your creation, thank me for what I have done." After that, he went into the hall to greet Li Shimin.
Li Shimin refused to accept Xuanzang's salute, and stood up from the low couch forcibly, and wanted to return it with the gassho salute of the Buddha, not wanting to be weak, and when he stood up, he was dizzy and black, and Feng Ling hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
Feng Ling's original intention was to help him onto the low couch and tilt him on the couch so that he could be more comfortable. But Li Shimin insisted on sitting upright, with a serious face, like a student facing a teacher who was teaching.
"A saint doesn't have to be confined to his form, he can sit around at will." Master Xuanzang sat down behind a bookcase at the head of the low couch and persuaded slowly: "It is said that listening to the Zen words of Buddhism should indeed sit upright, but now the saint is sick, and the attitude of learning Buddhism is already very pious. ”
Sure enough, he was learning Buddhist rituals from Master Xuanzang. Feng Ling guessed that she was right, since the saint had a heart for the Buddha, and she had always believed in Buddhism, she was very happy. And it is really rare to be able to listen to the teachings of a great monk like Master Xuanzang with her own ears.
After listening for a while, Feng Ling found that Master Xuanzang's speech was relatively shallow, only slightly more profound and elegant than the common lectures outside the Thousand Buddha Caves in the past.
Listening carefully, it is not difficult to feel that most of Li Shimin's questions and thoughts revolve around life and death. Feng Ling couldn't help but peek at him, and said secretly: It turns out that when the king is dying, he is afraid of old age, sickness and death like all the people, and most people in this world are afraid of karma.
"The sage asks about cause and effect, but there is an allusion to King Liuli's destruction of the Shakya people here, Gu Niangzi said it very well, better than ordinary monks and laymen, why don't you ask Gu Niangzi to talk about it again."
Hearing Master Xuanzang suddenly mention himself, Feng Ling hurriedly retracted his gaze, remembering that in the Thousand Buddha Cave, on the day when he opened the cave for the soldiers, Master Xuanzang guided him to comprehend the karmic retribution, so he told Li Shimin in detail the allusion that the caste of the Shakya caste on that day pounced on the fish king, the fish king incarnated as the Liuli king to destroy the Shakya clan, and the whole army fell into the river and drowned after the triumph of the Liuli king, and told Li Shimin in detail.
At the end, Master Xuanzang nodded approvingly, "That's why, there is a saying: neither empty nor in the sea, not among the hidden mountains and rocks, you can't be here, to avoid evil and evil, all living beings have troubles, and they will not be exempt from old age and death. ”
Li Shimin's eyebrows suddenly had some spirit, as if a thirsty person had touched a glass of clear water, and owed him a little: "Please also ask the master to explain in detail." ”
Master Xuanzang stretched out his hand and clicked seven fingers: "There are seven things in the world, even the Buddha, Bodhisattva, and the holy clones cannot escape. Gu Niangzi ......"
He asked Xiang Fengling, "Do you know which seven are they?" ”
Feng Ling has heard many popular sayings, and naturally knows: "Birth, old age, sickness, death, sin, blessing, and karma." ”
"These seven things all have a certain cause and reincarnation. Peace and joy, hardship and bleakness, all are the cause and effect of good and evil, which is what the world says: good has good results, and evil has evil rewards. Xuanzang took over and said: "Since it is the suffering that cannot be escaped in the world, and insisting on escaping is to be cocooned and self-bound, and if you teach people to escape this calamity, they will also be in another calamity." If you can follow the cause and effect, calmly face your karma, have a good heart, practice cultivation, accumulate more good causes, and everything will follow the circumstances, you will be able to be at ease. ”
After saying these words, there was silence in the Hanfeng Palace, and it was not said that Li Shimin and Feng Ling were contemplative, but the people in the inner prison palace who served in the palace were all contemplative.
Li Shimin's spirit is lacking, even if he listens to the superficial Buddhism, he can't support it for a long time, and Master Xuanzang has only been here for an hour, and he has already shown his inadequacy.
Qiashang Pharmacy came in to ask for a decoction, and the wind spirit sent Master Xuanzang back to the Hong Court.
Out of the Hanfeng Palace, the wind spirit solemnly bowed to Xuanzang and thanked: "The saint is in this state now, and the mage has also seen it, and all he asks for is some comfort." In the early years of the saint's early years, he fought everywhere, and it was inevitable to kill, but he was afraid that the karma would not be shallow, and the wind spirit could still do something for him to offset a little sin karma. ”
Xuanzang stopped, sighed with a smile, and replied: "Gu Niangzi has good thoughts, which is a good thing, but ...... When I was in Shazhou, I made a vow to accumulate good fruits for that captain to eliminate karma, and now I want to make this grand wish for the saint, does Gu Niangzi still have time for him? ”
Feng Ling lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Master Xuanzang, only his gaze fell on his Gebu monk shoes: "Feng Ling hides from everyone in this world, hides himself, and doesn't dare to hide from the mage, the two of them, one is my husband, and the other is my biological father, and they have to work for them to eliminate obstacles." ”