Chapter 5

The quack departed from the secret passage. I fell to my knees. Look at the master of the idiot. I haven't gotten up for a long time. His kindness to me. I don't know how to reciprocate. See you in the afterlife. I hope I can at least say thank you.

I stood up on my legs, which were numb from my knees. Reluctantly walked to the 'door' and pushed open the 'door'.Lan Yue was waiting at the 'door' with a worried face. See me come out. Hurriedly greeted him: "Gege, you can be regarded as coming out. It's been going in for more than ten days."

It's been more than ten days. No wonder...... I could have had such a long dream......

"Lan Yue. Go and call the little monk who has been taking care of the master's daily life. Master he...... Passed away......"

"What." Lan Yue shouted in shock. See my solemn expression. He nodded and turned and ran away.

Soon. The monks of the whole temple have arrived. This is the first time I've seen their abbot Xingkong. He is a kind old Zen master. The white eyebrows and hairs hang down long. A handful of white beards. Such a compassionate look. A living Buddha.

"Amitabha. The donor has worked hard."

I'll go up. Saluted and said, "Master Xingkong. I bothered a few times but never thanked him. I hope forgive my sins."

"Why should the benefactor be polite. You think in your heart that there are poor monks. The poor monk knows you're coming. Send you away safely. That's enough. Why be polite."

"Amitabha. Thank you Master for not blaming. Now I have to ask Master Xingkong to '' the funeral of Master Laoxing. The disciple wants to ask you. After cremation. What to do with the ashes. It is for the disciples to bring it back. Send it to that place for burial. Or just stay in this temple. Build a floating slaughterhouse."

Master Xingkong stroked his beard: "Take it back. Where to take it. He is the Zen master of this temple.' Flesh' body sits. Nature is also in this temple. The man who is in the mortal world has rested. Don't disturb his purity. Don't be sad, donor. Everything between you and him. It's all a good fate. He finally became a Buddha. Rejoice in him."

I bowed my head: "The disciple is still a layman after all. I feel that the master has worked hard for his disciples. I'm so guilty."

Master Xingkong patted me on the shoulder: "No, no, no...... Dependent origin and extinction. It's all fate. Let's go and rest first. If you don't mind. Please go after the funeral."

That's exactly what I was hoping for. Now the master of the line is proposed. It saved me the trouble of being embarrassed to speak. I hurriedly nodded in thanks, "That's very good. Then I'll bother for a few more days. Thank you, Master......"

Three days later. The remains of the Master of Idiocy were cremated. Burn out a dozen relics. The monks began to build a new floating pagoda. It is used to place relics. I watched everything go in order. Put your mind at ease and plan to leave.

Master Xingkong insisted on sending it to me. Descended the mountain. Goodbye is about to be made. We chatted a few words individually. The Master of the Sky gave me a meaningful explanation. It really made me feel better.

"Master. Then I'll leave first. The mountain road is rugged. Please be careful when you go up the mountain."

The Master of the Sky waved his hand indifferently. He smiled: "Hey. Don't worry about the old man. The old man grew up in this mountain. I remember every step I take." He said it. He took out a brocade bag embroidered with Buddha characters from his bosom and handed it to me: "This. You take it back.' Give it to the Queen Mother."

"It's." I don't know why. Gently open the brocade bag and take a look. Inside. It is clearly a relic of the master of idiots......

"How can I take this away."

Master Xingkong looked up at the clear sky: "This is the last wish that the man told me when he first came. If you pass away. I wish I could entrust one person. Take back a handful of ashes. Now he has become a Buddha. Leave the relics. Let you take one away. It also fulfilled his last wish in the world......"

I nodded. Put the brocade bag away in the placket. Put your hands together: "The disciple has thanked the master for them."

"Donor. Let's hit the road."

I rolled over and got on my horse. Finally, I looked back at this Wutai Mountain. Glancing at the Sky Master again. Then he rode away.

We were still in a hurry to get back. This time it came out. It's just me and Lan Yue. Fortunately, there are still three of them in the dark. This one is safe back and forth.

Arrived in the capital. I don't care about going back to the house to rest and change clothes. Ride directly into the palace. went back to Kangxi.

"You're back. What about the master."

I fell to my knees. Listening to the anxiety in Kangxi's old voice. Kowtowed: "Master, he...... Became a Buddha......"

"What did you say?" Kangxi Ye didn't seem to understand what I said. Asked again.

I didn't dare look up at his expression. Just lowered his head and said again: "Back to the emperor. The master of idiocy has passed away. A total of 11 relics were burned. Build a floating temple in the temple to worship."

Kangxi didn't speak for a long time. About a stick of incense has passed. He suddenly wept bitterly......

"No...... No...... Don't ......" such a desolate cry. I've never heard of it from him. Leaving aside the majesty of an emperor. An old man's composure. In his cry. Only the grief of a son remains. A heavy sound weighed on my heart.

Maybe it's because of the pain that I can empathize with. I don't care about the rule that you can't get up without the emperor's grace. Stand up and walk over to him. looked at him: "The emperor still asks for condolences. He was set free at last. You should be happy for him."

Kangxi Ye shook his head: "I'm so small. And he was gone. Actually when he was there. It doesn't hurt either. But now...... I suddenly felt like I had lost my backbone......"

"Someone said. Father is the day. No father. It's like the sky is falling...... But anyway. Please also ask the emperor to mourn. Now the situation is unstable. There's so much more to 'worry about'. Never grieve excessively. Hurt yourself."

Kangxi gradually calmed down. Now he is really not qualified to grieve. The Qing Dynasty has come to this day. From his hands to the glory up. It has become quite a bit of internal and external troubles now. He's so tired that he's sick.

He sighed. Hold my hand. How many years. Finally. He took me by the hand again. But there is no trace of 'wave' in my heart. He said, "I want to thank you......"

Thank me. I don't understand something.

He continued: "At least when he's gone. What are you...... At least. You can look at me. Tell me you really watched him go...... It's also considered . Break my thoughts......" He let out a long sigh, "Go ahead. Go to the Queen Mother's palace and reply to it. Be sure to slow it down. Don't let the emperor ...... It's so sad......"

I nodded, "Jiya obeys."

I turned and left. The body is extremely exhausted. I can't afford to ride a horse to Cining Palace. Called Xiao Shunzi to find a sedan chair. In the sedan chair dangled to the Cining Palace.

The old lady seemed to be waiting for me at the 'door'. See me get off the palanquin. Pull me and hurry inside.

"Gege is back."

"Old Mama. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"You'll know when you go in and see the Queen Mother."

Walk all the way to the Buddha hall where the Queen Mother worships the Buddha on weekdays in the palace. I saw the Queen Mother kneeling in front of the Buddha knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the scriptures. But no matter how you look at it, it seems that the whole person is trembling.

I whispered to her, "Grandmother."

The small hammer in the hand of the Queen Mother "clicked" to the ground. She opened her eyes and looked back at me. I only asked, "Is it true?" He's gone."

I was stunned for a moment. Then I thought. The idiot must have sent a letter to the Queen Mother in advance. I nodded: "Master, he has become a Buddha......"

The Queen Mother knelt on the ground and her body was weak. Collapsed to the ground. Crying: "What's the matter...... Gone......"

I hurried over to help her up. Together with the old mother, she helped her lie down on the soft couch beside her. I sat down on the couch: "Grandmother Huang. Mourn your prayers. He called me away. It's for the sake of his own departing. Over the years. He's bitter enough. Now a Buddha. You should look away. Pray for him to be happy and blessed......"

The Queen Mother shook her head: "Child...... I love him......" she cried. Not a word again. Just choked up all the time.

And so it went for a long time. The Queen Mother reluctantly spoke: "Did he let you bring back anything?"

I took out the brocade bag containing the relics from my bosom and handed it to her: "This is ...... His relics...... I'll make sure I bring it back to you."

The Queen Mother put the brocade bag on her chest. Tears flowed down again: "In the end he still remembers. Also know. I'm going to have you bring it back to me......"

Then the Queen Mother told the story of the relationship between her and the emperor.

Decades ago. An ignorant young 'woman' who doesn't know the world comes from the ancient grassland of Mongolia. For some reason, she became the queen of the Qing Dynasty. The deposed queen Concubine Jing is her aunt. Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang. It's her aunt. And the man she was supposed to call uncle. Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. and became her husband.

She's simple-minded. At that time, it was even a little wooden. She is filial to her mother-in-law. I also tried my best to be kind to the deposed aunt. But her husband didn't love her. Even disgusted with her.

And this disgust. Just because. She is the 'female' of the Borzigit family.

Although sad. But the teachings of the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang. Let her 'straighten' her waist. Holding the posture of a queen. Pretend to be strong. It's all there. Although it seems that he is just asserting his last dignity as an unfavored queen. But in the end, they were all seen in the eyes of the emperor who was kind and soft at heart.

He may not love her. But he still feels sorry for her in the end. He couldn't give her the pampering of a husband. But he gave her a promise that she would never waste it. Even. Also gave her the occasional gentleness and kindness of a man. There is no intimacy between husband and wife. He treats her. It's like an uncle. Treat a niece and daughter. Will also give her a copy. I also have a lot of respect for her.

He thought he was just the usual kindness. And yet this one is gentle. In this cold palace. But she became the 'girl'. The only true warmth in the life of the poor queen.

And so she got in......

And this time it fell. It is destined to be lovesick for a lifetime. A lifetime of loneliness in my heart......

However, there is a trace of warmth entangled in this loneliness. In the end, she has never let go of this unrequited love that cannot be said or forgotten in her life......