Shangjing, Prime Minister's Mansion.

The old prime minister has been in power for nearly 20 years, with his advanced age, and with the rise of the party after Qingguo, his influence in the court is getting weaker and weaker.

This family once had a glorious time in Qingguo, there was a queen in the palace, and the queen also gave birth to three princes, and the old prime minister was even more prestigious in the court, and his protégés were very numerous.

It's just that it's all history.

Six years ago, the former empress suddenly went crazy, and since then, the emperor has begun to be indifferent to the prime minister's family, if it were not for the fact that the prime minister does have a high prestige in the court, and has the protection of Shang Zhongli, the emperor even has the intention of deposing the prime minister.

It's just that the emperor's indifference to the prime minister also made the courtiers begin to realize the weakening of the prime minister's prestige, throughout the ages, officialdom is like that, when you get **, there will be a large group of people behind the ass, and they will think of a way to get closer, but once they lose power, then everyone will treat it as a broom star and avoid it.

Five years ago, the fire in Yuhan Palace, the queen and the prince were buried in the fire, Concubine Lu was the new queen, the emperor was very in love with the new queen, obeyed his words, and the party gradually formed, and the power of the prime minister plummeted, and many officials who were once attached to the prime minister were used by Qinghou to use the Jin Yuan policy to win over the past, and later, the prime minister almost became a decoration in the court.

Although there is no market scene in the past, Lao Cheng is much more comfortable on the contrary, at least he has enough free time to watch chess every day.

The Prime Minister's Mansion has also become one of the least noticed mansions in Shangjing.

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In the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there are two houses where the Prime Minister rests on weekdays, and in the back garden, no one can enter without the permission of the Prime Minister.

In the quiet room, an old monk is sitting cross-legged on a futon, his hands folded, his eyes closed, and he is as motionless as a mountain.

The old monk's left hand only has four fingers, but this old monk is the master of Xuanji that Han Mo met in Yijun at the beginning.

The side door opened gently, and Mo Twelve, who was dressed in black and had a silver mask on his face, came in through the side door, closed the door casually, and then came to Master Xuanji, sat down cross-legged, stared at Master Xuanji for a moment, and finally said, "Master, thank you!" ”

Master Xuanji slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mo Shishilang, pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly: "Do you still remember your law name?" ”

"Shan'an!" Mo Twelve Lang said solemnly.

Master Xuanji asked again: "But why did the teacher give you such a legal name?" ”

"Be kind to others and practice Buddhism with peace of mind!"

Master Xuanji nodded and sang softly, "Amitabha." Shan'an, since you know what it means to be a teacher, and you have been a teacher all these years and have carefully taught you with Buddhism, can't you still eliminate the hatred in your heart? You must know that the thousands of beings in the world are just a dream. Love parting, resentment will be, scattering and returning to the west, there is no kind. It's just empty words, a piece of illusion! ”

Mo Shishilang lowered his head and said slowly: "In the past few years, the apprentice has been terrifying all night, and the master said that practicing Buddhism and Zen meditation can leave the great horror, but the apprentice has never been able to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart. ”

"This is an i1 that you can't let go of the distractions in your heart, and you haven't seen through the world." Master Xuanji said calmly: "Everything has no appearance, and if you look at it, you have a demonic barrier in your heart, and the demonic barrier is the source of great terror." Over the years, I have taken you to travel all over the world and enter the WTO, do you know why? ”

Mo Shiro raised his head, his eyes under the mask looked at Master Xuanji, flickering, but he didn't speak.

"To bring you into the world as a teacher is to let you break the world." Xuanji said calmly: "Only by seeing all the red dust and mundane world can you see through the red and mundane world." But instead of seeing through the world as the teacher wanted, you fell deeper and deeper. Everything has a way, like a dream bubble. If 1U is also like electricity, it should be viewed as such. If you can't see through it, you will never be able to dispel the great terror in your heart, but you will be terrified and suffer from sinful karma! ”

Mo Shishilang stretched out his hand and grabbed his head, lowered his head, and said bitterly: "Master, the apprentice also wants to stay away from the great terror, but every night, the apprentice will remember that day. It is already engraved in the bones of the disciple, and if the disciple cannot hate, he will never be able to get rid of the resentment in his heart. ”

Master Xuanji shook his head and sighed, "Then have you ever thought that the evil karma in the world comes from this. If the old hatred is gone, there will be a new one. If the grudge continues, the karma will not end. The sooner you see through it, the sooner you will enjoy perfection and stay away from the evil karma and demonic obstacles, if you cling to it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to turn back and you will be trapped by the demonic obstacles for life! ”

Mo Twelve Lang was desperately tugging at his head, looking extremely painful, the backs of his hands were bruised and bruised, and the blood vessels in his neck were also congested and bulging, which was extremely terrifying.

Master Xuanji is still meditating, not moving like a mountain, closing his eyes, chanting: "Sitting and Zen, walking and Zen, the world, a leaf is the same, from the green, the autumn leaves wither, infinite if the heart is at ease, silent movement and the body is naturally ......!" ”

Mo Shishilang suddenly got up and said sharply: "Don't read it anymore, stop reading, don't read it again!" ”

Master Xuanji sighed lightly and closed his eyes silently.

Mo Shishilang knelt down in front of Master Xuanji, and his voice was sad: "Master, even if the apprentice is going to fall into the hell of Ah Bi, he must take revenge." Over the years, the master's kindness to the apprentice will never be forgotten. But the disciple is to recite a thousand more Buddhist scriptures, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart, even if it is a great terror, the disciple will go to the end. He said sadly: "I'm like this, I can't enter the Three Thousand Worlds, I can only enter the Six Powerful Ghost Shura Realms......!" ”

Master Xuanji said in a deep voice: "Shan'an, Buddhism cultivates the law, and there is no fear of skin!" ”

"Fearless?" Mo Shishilang shook his head and said, "How can you not be afraid?" Master, when the apprentice sees his own face, he will give birth to a heart of terror, such a skin, who is not afraid! ”

He abruptly removed the silver mask from his face, revealing a terrifying face.

This is a demon face from hell.

On the whole face, there is not a single intact skin, and the potholes are pitted, like the wet mud that has been trampled by horses, and the lumps are bulging, and in some places bright red rus are turned out.

This is a face that anyone who looks at it will have nightmares for the rest of their lives.

Only those pairs of eyes can still give a sad look.

Master Xuanji looked at the ghostly face in front of him kindly, and said slowly: "All things have appearances, all things are empty, all earthly worlds are illusory, thousands of elephants are not their true appearances, why should you be obsessed with the appearance and be clumsy on the appearance!" ”

Mo Shishilang slowly put the silver mask back on, shook his head and said, "Master, from that moment on, the apprentice is destined to be unable to participate in the Buddha. God made me like this, just to let me see myself as I am. The apprentice's true appearance is a terrible ghost, a terrible ghost asking for his life, some hatred, don't forget! ”

Seeing that Mo Shishilang was obsessed with this, Master Xuanji shook his head and sang: "Amitabha, good, good!" ”

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There was a sudden knock on the door, and Master Xuanji did not move, but Mo Shishilang got up, went out of the quiet room, arrived at the hall, and then walked to the door of the hall, and heard an old voice from outside the door: "It's me!" ”

Mo Shishilang opened the door bolt, and the old prime minister in gray robe came in from outside the door, and Mo Shishilang immediately tied the door, and then turned around.

The old prime minister walked to the chair next to him and sat down, looking a little bad, and when he saw Mo Shishiro sitting down on the chair next to him, he asked softly, "Are you still awake?" ”

Mo Twelve Lang shook his head, "He is very seriously injured and has lost too much blood, and I'm afraid it will take a while to wake up." Seeing that the old prime minister's face was not good, he couldn't help asking, "Grandpa, how is the situation outside?" ”

"It's not good!" The old prime minister shook his head and said: "The gates of Shangjing have been blocked, and you can enter but not exit. The senior generals of the Shangjing garrison battalion were either killed or imprisoned, early this morning, the palace came out, and all the guards of the garrison battalion had new generals in office. The palace sent a master of Ouchi, and the criminal department also sent a large number of messengers to search for Yun Canglan everywhere in Beijing, and posted wanted notices everywhere, as long as Yun Canglan was caught, whether he was dead or alive, he would be rewarded with a thousand taels. After a pause, he lowered his voice and said: "Yun Canglan's family members in Beijing have been arrested and imprisoned, early this morning, the Criminal Department seems to have sent a lot of people to Yun Canglan's hometown to wipe out the Yun family, and the Ministry of Household Affairs has sent officials to seal up all the Yun trading houses, and all the goods have been confiscated and paid to the national treasury ......!" ”

"That slut is really vicious." Mo Twelve Lang sneered.

The old prime minister frowned and said: "The old man can't figure it out, how dare the Hou Party act so recklessly, aren't they worried about the martyrdom of the saint?" ”

Mo Shishilang said calmly: "Grandpa, do you know that the battle ahead has stopped?" The Qing army attacked Nanyang Pass and gained the upper hand, but a will was passed down in the palace, and the Qing army retreated? ”

The old prime minister nodded and said, "The old man naturally knows about this. Then he frowned and said, "But the old man can't figure it out, how could the Holy One make such a will?" Even if that woman is Gu, it is impossible for the Holy Lord to be so confused. The importance of Nanyang Pass to my Daqing is really extraordinary, how can it fall into the hands of the Wei people. ”

Mo Twelve Lang smiled faintly and said: "There is one thing, my grandfather may have forgotten that with Shang Zhongli's Xingge, when the Qing army had the upper hand and was about to take Nanyang Pass, how could he order the troops to retreat because of an inexplicable will?" This is not Shang Zhongli's xingge. ”

The old prime minister leaned back in the chair, stroked his beard and frowned: "The old man is really suspicious of this." The holy general is the world's famous general, such a will, according to his will, will definitely be dealt with with by the general outside the king's order, but ......! ”

Mo Shishilang said lightly: "The reason is very simple, if I am not mistaken, Shang Zhongli will no longer be able to command the Qing army!" ”