Chapter 1005 There is no more Wang Miaoyin in the world

In the night, Wang Miaoyin's boudoir, Wang Miaoyin's eyes were closed, her hair hung down like a waterfall, her hands were folded, and her mouth was chanting, and behind her, more than ten monks were solemn, each holding a dust, facing a few residual gold threads in front of the Buddha shrine, where they sang the scriptures of the undead, sandalwood curled, with these Sanskrit scriptures, the whole boudoir fell into a wonderful atmosphere.

Standing beside Wang Miaoyin, a Zen master in his fifties, with gray eyebrows and a thin description, was wearing a big red robe, covering the yellow monk robe inside, closing the Buddha beads in his hand with one hand and twisting the string of Buddhist beads in his hand with the other hand.

This person is the famous Zen master Huiyuan today, but also the chief disciple of Master Dao'an, the world's first monk, Master Dao'an was stationed in Xiangyang, Xi, and was taken to Chang'an by the Qin army, Fu Jian gave him more courtesy, thinking that he was a national teacher, and although Master Dao'an was in a foreign country, he still cared about the Great Jin Dynasty, and sent his chief disciple Master Huiyuan back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty to preach.

This Master Huiyuan, is a native of Yanmen, when he was young, he studied scriptures and Confucianism, and Lu Xun, the father of Lu Xun, the second brother of the Heavenly Master, was a close friend, and later at the age of 21, he listened to Master Dao'an's preaching in Taihang Mountain, and was deeply admired, so he entered Buddhism. Over the past few decades, I have devoted myself to cultivation and read all kinds of Buddhist classics, and on top of the attainments of Buddhism and Zen Buddhism, there has been a hidden trend of being better than the blue.

After Huiyuan returned to the Eastern Jin Dynasty to promote the Dharma, Huan Yi, who was the assassin of Jiangzhou at the time, marveled at Huiyuan's talent, and specially established Donghua Temple for him in Lushan, as a place to preach in Xi, and Huan Yi died of illness in Jiankang a while ago, Huiyuan Zen Master also specially came to Jiankang to chant for it, and by the way, at the invitation of Xie An, for the soldiers who died in the Northern Expedition to do the law field, this came and went, and Wang Miaoyin who went to the law field every day became familiar, today Wang Miaoyin asked him to come to help Liu Yu to do the law excess, this master is also glad to agree, from the beginning of the change, Until now.

Wang Miaoyin finished reading the last sentence, her expression was calm, without too much sadness, and the monks behind her also stood up one after another, and after saluting, they retreated, leaving only Wang Miaoyin and Master Huiyuan in the room.

Master Huiyuan slowly opened his eyes: "Master Miaoyin, have you made up your mind?" This step is out, and there is no turning back in this life. ”

Wang Miaoyin sighed faintly: "I have thought very clearly, I will not regret it, master, come on." ”

As she spoke, she untied the hairpin on her head, and her cloud-like hair hung down.

Master Huiyuan nodded, and took out a razor from the sleeve of his robe: "Amitabha, good, good!" ”

It's dawn, it's time.

Xie An and Xie Daoyun stood side by side at the door of Wang Miaoyin's boudoir, and beside them was a eunuch in the palace, more than forty years old, with a fat face, a smile on his face, and a handful of dust in his hand.

The fat eunuch smiled: "Today is really a good day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the sky is cloudless, when I was doing the Dharma a few days ago, it was all cloudy, it seems that God also likes this family business, and I want to rush this bad luck." ”

Xie An smiled slightly: "Gonggong Liu, thank you for not giving up and being willing to take me in as a granddaughter, this is the blessing of our Xie family and the Wang family." ”

Gonggong Liu laughed: "Wang Thorn Shi has been away for a long time, and Miss Wang has been living in Xie Xianggong's house, Mrs. Wang has also been here for many years, the world knows, Miss Wang is more of the granddaughter of the Xie family, this time Miss Wang entered the harem, if there is no accident, she can be the queen, the mother of the world, you can see Wang Xie and the two families, and can have such a good relationship with the royal family, the old slave is happy from the bottom of my heart." ”

Xie Daoyun coughed lightly: "Gonggong Liu, although I am temporarily living in my mother's house, I am a member of the Wang family after all, please tell the saint that he is married to the Wang family, not the Xie family." Of course, there is no big problem with Wang Xie Yiyi, not only Xie Xianggong, but my husband will also be loyal to the country and diligent in the king's affairs. ”

Gonggong Liu hurriedly nodded and said: "This is nature, this is nature, Xie Xianggong has been the prime minister for 20 years, dedicated to the country, Wang Tingshi is also the pillar of the country, and Mrs. Wang is even more Zhuge among women, which the saint has always praised." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at the door of the boudoir, which was still closed, and frowned slightly: "Xie Xianggong, Mrs. Wang, you see, this auspicious time has come, and the old slave has been standing here for more than half an hour. ”

Xie An turned his head and glanced at Xie Daoyun, Xie Daoyun said indifferently: "Miaoyin has been doing things since last night, she said that after she finishes it, she will completely break with the past, and from then on she will serve the king wholeheartedly, this daughter of mine will never break her word, I believe ............"

Her words did not fall, only to hear the sound of "squeak", the door of the boudoir, slowly opened, Master Huiyuan held a Zen staff, strode forward, the law was solemn, and behind him, a bhikshuni in a cyan monk's robe, hands together, slowly walked out, on the bare head, six o'clock newly burned ring scar, clearly visible, even if there is no hair, can not hide the stunning face, her expression is calm, dignified, no joy or sadness, is it Wang Miaoyin?

Everyone present was stunned, Gonggong Liu opened his mouth wide in surprise, unable to say half a word, even Xie An was with his eyes wide open, his lips trembling slightly, just like his slightly trembling body, Xie Daoyun stepped forward with an arrow, wanting to rush to Wang Miaoyin, but was blocked by Master Huiyuan, only to hear him proclaim the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Mrs. Wang, please respect yourself." ”

Xie Daoyun said sharply: "Master, what's going on? My daughter, how could it be, how could it be ............"

Wang Miaoyin indifferently pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, donors, the poor nuns have accepted the master's ordination last night, and since then they have taken refuge in my Buddha, and the Dharma name is Miaoyin." Everything in the world has nothing to do with me from now on. ”

Xie An gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Miaoyin, if you don't want to accept this family business, you can refuse, why do you want to escape into the empty door like this?" Do you know the result of this? It's a joke about the happiness of your life! ”

Zhi Miaoyin shook his head calmly: "When Wang Miaoyin was alive, he once swore with Liu Yu that he would live and die together in this life, since Liu Yu was reborn, Wang Miaoyin could not be alone in this world, all grievances and grievances, right and wrong, let it go like this, thank you for your donor, Mrs. Wang has nurtured her grace over the years, and the poor nun will pray to the Buddha every day for the two of them." It's just that there is no Wang Miaoyin in the world. ”

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