Abbot Huineng also seemed to be immersed in the distant past, and his tone was slow but powerful, telling Wu Jin a bloody story of fratricidal brotherhood.

"The emperor has been on the throne for twenty years, but the emperor's own brother King Chu, his ambition is on the verge of moving, he recruits dead soldiers, bribes high-ranking military officials, the six major festivals of the dynasty are bribed by him, even the general Yulin was also bought by him, the courtiers have written to the emperor more than once, wary of the ambition of the king of Chu, but the emperor is brotherhood, spared him again and again, and finally, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, all the emperor's children rushed back from all over the country to reunite, the king of Chu finally launched a palace coup at this time, blood flowed like a river, dead bodies everywhere, that nightAt the last moment, his eighteen personal guards escorted the ten-year-old prince from the imperial river to fight out of the siege, and after several bloody battles, in the end, only six people were left to escort the prince out of the capital, so that the prince could survive......."

"The six of them are the six warriors of Jin'an, right!"

These Wujin all know, the eldest brother Weiming has already told him on the boat, many people understand, he wants to know more about some unknown secrets behind, the old monk seems to know his thoughts, he sighed slightly, and said slowly: "The entire capital is surrounded like an iron wall, nearly 100,000 troops are searching for the whereabouts of the prince, and finally one of the six warriors killed the son of the same age as the prince, which made the search soldiers retreat, and the prince hid in the Liangwang Grange, until half a year later, he was sent to Donghai County by the son of the Liangwang, and has been incognito since then." ”

Speaking of this, the old monk looked at Wu Jin tightly, he wanted to see Wu Jin's extremely shocked expression, he believed what he said, Wu Jin understood, but what he saw was an emperor Fu Wu Jin with a calm face as usual, without any shock, which made him a little surprised, didn't he say it thoroughly enough?

That's because he didn't know that the Emperor Fu Wujin in front of him had changed nine months ago.

Wu Jin's heart is more of a bitterness, the mystery of the story is that he got a moldy royal identity, the son of the former prince, if the change of Jin'an only happened ten years ago, maybe he is still a little excited and looking forward to it, but forty years have passed, and even the son of the king of Chu has been on the throne for thirty years, what else can he expect?

Not only did he not expect it, but he was also pressed on a mountain, once his identity was revealed, he was greeted not by a grand royal courtesy, but by a pursuit of him without forgiveness, and he suddenly realized that he was actually in an extremely dangerous net.

The old monk saw that the corners of Wujin's mouth slowly showed a wry smile, he seemed to understand something, and reassured him in a low voice, "This is an absolute secret, and there are no more than twelve people in the world who know this secret." ”

"Does my eldest brother know?"

"Nope! He didn't know, and we wouldn't let him know until he was thirty. ”

"Then why tell me?"

This is what Wu Jin wants to know, why do you want to tell him and not tell the eldest brother, what kind of role do they want to play, it won't be because they want him to restore! If that's the case, he'd rather tow a cart of sweet potatoes to the street and sell roasted sweet potatoes.

"It's ..... One of you, two brothers, should know. ”

"Then why not Big Brother, but me?" Wu Jin asked relentlessly.

The old monk looked at him for a long time, and finally he shook his head gently, "There is no reason, the reason why you have to tell your eldest brother at the age of thirty is that your father has a will, and there is no restriction on you." ”

Wu Jin knew that he didn't mean it, but he didn't want to ask more, he suddenly felt an irrepressible boredom in his heart, he didn't want to know this at all, he was inexplicably put on his neck by a pair of shackles, him, he just didn't know anything.

"If nothing else, then I'll take my leave."

He saluted the old monk, got up and left, the old monk was a little stunned, why did he leave suddenly.

"Wu Jin, don't you want to know the secret of this gourd?"

Wu Jin had already walked out of the abbot's room, and his voice with a hint of mockery could be heard from afar, "Master, I think you should be vulgar." ”

Zen Master Huineng was stunned, and for a while, a wry smile appeared on his face, this kid ..... In fact, what he really wanted to tell Wu Jin was the secret of the six warriors of Jin'an, who were these six people, and now Wu Jin only saw three, and there were three others, which would be extremely important to his future fate.

Zen Master Huineng let out a long sigh, he could understand Wujin's mood at this time, slowly stood up, put away the wine gourd, and walked to the back door with the Bayeux Sutra.

Walking through two courtyards, Hui Neng Zen Master came to the Guanyin courtyard where Wu Jin just swept the fallen leaves, due to the gradual increase in pilgrims, two old monks have stood at the door, refuse pilgrims to enter, here is actually the Guanyin Courtyard, there is another Guanyin courtyard in the temple, after the Daxiong Treasure Hall, here the general pilgrims can also come in, but there will be restrictions when there are more pilgrims.

When they saw the abbot coming, they bowed together with their palms together, "See the host!" ”

"Is the layman gone?"

"Back to the host, the monk has not left yet, and the monk said that there will be a carriage in the palace to pick him up today, and there is no need for the carriage of our temple to send it."

"Alright! There are more pilgrims in the front yard, so be careful not to let people disturb the layman's practice. ”

"But the layman said we couldn't stop the pilgrims!" An old monk said in embarrassment.

Huineng Zen Master sighed, this is also his biggest headache, the monks in the courtyard insist on the equality of Buddhism, to practice in the temple like other ordinary monks, but her identity, how can she be the same as other monks, they can not guarantee her safety, and finally persuaded for a long time, she gave in, and agreed to practice alone in this Guanyin courtyard, but that's it, Huineng Zen Master still feels that there is too little security, in case something happens to the old man, how can he explain in the palace?

Although her identity is extremely secretive, there is no impermeable wall in the world, in case ..... Zen Master Huineng was worried, but he had no choice but to give a few instructions, he had something important to talk to the layman, and did not let the pilgrims enter for the time being.

He walked towards the courtyard, and the leaves in the courtyard had been swept away, which made Zen Master Huineng a little strange, how could he sweep so fast today?

In fact, he had proposed several times that the layman was too old to sweep away the fallen leaves, but she refused, she insisted on atoning for her sins, but how could she blame her for the difficulties of forty years ago?

He walked to the door, but did not dare to enter rashly, he glanced at the two big trees behind the house, only to see two gray shadows on the big trees flashed, disappeared, he was relieved, clasped his palms and saluted: "Layman, the poor monk Hui Neng has something to see!" ”

"Host, please come in!" The voice is old and soft.

Huineng Zen Master walked into the main hall, directly opposite enshrined a white jade Guanyin, one hand holding the bottle, one hand holding the willow branch, the treasure elephant solemn, sitting on the side of an elderly female layman, it is the old lady who swept the leaves with Wu Jin in the morning, generally she will go back after sweeping the leaves, but today with the help of Wu Jin, she completed the practice very early, the carriage that picked her up has not yet come, she copied the scriptures and waited.

At this time, she was concentrating on copying the scriptures, and when she saw the host coming in, she quickly put down her pen, got up and clasped her palms together and saluted, "Presiding!" ”

"I've disturbed the layman's practice."

Zen Master Huineng didn't know whether he should tell the old man about it or not, his original intention was not to stimulate the old man anymore, but everyone's unanimous opinion should be to let the old man know the truth, which would help Wu Jin, he sighed and put the Bayeux scripture on her table.

The old lady picked up the scriptures, she couldn't help but be stunned, it was her handwriting, but this scripture, her hands suddenly trembled, she remembered, this seems to be the Bayeux Sutra she copied forty-two years ago, she was copied when she prayed for her eight-year-old son, she slowly turned to the end, and saw the payment time, the first month of the eighteenth year of Jin'an, yes, that is the one.

"It's .... Brought back from the Lion Country? ”

This is a secret she hides in her heart, the disaster forty years ago, her son did not die, but fled to the overseas Lion Country, but because he was injured by an arrow when he broke through, he died after living in the Lion Country for ten years.

Thirty years have passed, and the arrival of this Bayeux scripture touched the pain that had been hidden for thirty years, and she couldn't help but burst into tears while holding the Bayeux scripture.

"Ma'am, I don't know what to say to you....."

Zen Master Huineng really didn't know what to say to her, ten years ago, she had a serious illness and was about to die, so they told her part of the truth, the young master did not die at that time, but fled overseas and lived in the lion country for ten years.

And today, Wu Jin sent back the Bayeux Sutra, and they need to complete the truth.

"Madam, life and death are fate, since the layman has been practicing for forty years, he should have looked down on life and death, and I hope that Madame can calmly accept the facts."

"What is the host going to say?"

The old lady already sensed what the host was going to say to her, and she sat down slowly, restraining her emotions.

"Say it!"

Zen Master Huineng sighed and said slowly: "Actually, the owner of this Bayeux Sutra did not die thirty years ago, but unfortunately died of illness ten years ago, and he is not in the Lion Country, but has been hiding in Donghai County. ”

"What!"

The old lady stood up suddenly, her calm eyes bursting with a kind of extreme shock, and a kind of anger of being deceived, she took two steps back, leaned against the wall weakly, her voice trembled, "You.... Say what? ”

Zen Master Huineng felt extremely sorry in his heart, and he smiled bitterly, "Madam, the owner of the Bayeux Sutra died only ten years ago, and when we told Madame, he had just passed away for a month. The old lady's eyes were red, and a deep sorrow almost overwhelmed her, and the bitterness of thinking about the son who had been separated for forty years and could not see each other made her burst into tears, and she covered her face and squatted down, and sobbed silently.

Huineng Zen Master sighed, he lowered his head and walked to the door, waiting for the old man's calm, after a long time, the old man finally calmed down, after all, his son has passed away, the difference between thirty years and ten years is not big, it is more of a lifelong regret between life and death, she took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, slowly stood up, and asked in a low voice: "Then did he marry a wife and have children?" ”

"This is what I want to tell Madame, he has a son who has entered Beijing, and he brought this Bayeux Sutra."

"Yes, he..... Have a son? ”

The sadness in her eyes turned to excitement and surprise, "What's his name?" ”

"His son's name is Wu Jin, and he was in the monastery just now."

"Wu Jin!" The old lady was stunned.

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(To be continued)