Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Lian Sheng pour a cup of tea and send it to her, and said with concern, "Since Lai Mama is dead, don't remember it all the time, think about it too much."

Qiu Buyan looked at Liansheng in surprise, aren't you a monk? I heard that there were dead people, why did you react like this?

Xiao Yin said with a smile, "I have heard for a long time that Master Liansheng has profound Buddhism, and he is especially good at approving his life, and he does not hide it from the master, I am here today because of the nightmares I have had recently, and I am really uneasy, and I want to ask the master for advice."

Before Liansheng could answer, Qiu Xiyin asked curiously, "Brother Liansheng, do you care about anyone's orders?" ”

Lotus is born together, "Buddha is destined to be a person".

"Then do you order the cashier?"

Liansheng said honestly, "Accept."

Qiu Xiyin laughed and asked again, "Is His Highness destined for it?" ”

"Your Highness is indescribably precious, and how can a poor monk be seen by mortals? But Your Highness—"

Liansheng suddenly paused his voice and saluted, "Your Highness, the poor monk is rude."

Xiao Yin's hand holding the chess pieces tightened slightly, "The monks are merciful, and I ask the master for guidance."

Liansheng shook his head, "Please forgive your highness."

Qiu Xiyin asked, "Brother Liansheng, am I destined?" ”

Liansheng's face softened, "What does Yin Yin want to know?" ”

The evening breeze blew, blowing the bell hairpin on Qiu Xiyin's hair bun, and Qiu Xiyin's voice sounded softly with the bell of Ding Dong, "I want to know what the main omen of His Royal Highness the Prince's nightmare is."

Liansheng lowered his head and read the scriptures softly, Xiao Yin looked at her in surprise, Qiu Xiyin raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, and dropped the chess pieces in his hand, "Your Highness, it's your turn."

Xiao Yin was in a trance, picked up a chess piece, and fell.

Neither of them spoke again, only the chanting of Liansheng and the occasional sound of falling children remained in the pavilion, Qiu Buwei looked at this, and then looked at that, obviously they were all sitting next to her, but she had a kind of they firmly formed a circle, squeezing her out far away.

She felt sad for no reason, and a little aggrieved, but Xiao Yin was there, she didn't dare to leave with her hands, let alone lose her temper, so she was even more aggrieved, bowed her head and bit her nails.

At the end of the first game, Xiao Yin was defeated.

Xiao Yin's talent is mediocre, and he is not outstanding in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, unlike Qiu Xiyin, although he is not good at this, but he is victorious, and he has Xie Tanwei's guidance and Xie Jiashu's sparring, which is more than enough for the last Xiao Yin.

Xiao Yin was used to losing under her, and she didn't feel embarrassed, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but my little sister's chess skills have improved."

Qiu Xiyin picked up the chess pieces one by one, "I have nothing to do in the boudoir, but I just think about these fun things, no more than His Highness's heart for the world."

Xiao Yin smiled and was about to speak, but Liansheng got up and folded, "Please Your Highness step back left and right, Yinyin, you and the four girls also avoid one or two."

Qiu Xiyin smiled, "Brother Liansheng, I'm the one who is destined, shouldn't Brother Liansheng just tell me?" ”

Liansheng was stunned for a moment, and then said solemnly, "The prince is a family and country, and it is useless for the daughter of the boudoir to listen to it."

Qiu Xiyin said indifferently, "That's it, then I don't want to know."

Lotus Sheng, "......"

Xiao Yin smiled bitterly and got up, "Please also ask the little senior sister to help me this time."

"Why should I help you? After all, last time, I just asked you for an old minion, but you dragged it out for several days until everyone died, and then you told me that there was nothing you could do."

Xiao Yin wanted to explain, but smiled wryly, "That incident is indeed my disadvantage, and the little senior sister will forgive me."

Qiu Xiyin stood up and turned his eyes to look at Qiu Buyi, who was still gnawing on his fingernails, "Fourth sister, don't gnaw, Your Highness has seen you fifteen times."

Qiu Bu was stunned, and hurriedly retracted his hand that was full of saliva behind his back.

Qiu Xiyin smiled, "I remember that when I was a child, I also liked to gnaw my nails."

Liansheng smiled and nodded, "In order to correct your habit, Mrs. Tai smeared coptis juice on your fingers every day while you were asleep, and after applying it for a while, you didn't dare to gnaw it anymore, but I think the appearance of your gnawing hands is very cute."

He obviously remembered the old things, and the smile on his face was so soft that he forgot to call himself a poor monk.

"I remember the pothos skirt, pity the grass everywhere," Qiu Xiyin smiled lightly, "It's because Brother Liansheng loves me, so he thinks I'm cute even biting my fingers, and His Highness will never think like this."

Xiao Yin's face was slightly gloomy, Qiu Xiyin got up and looked at him condescendingly, "The fourth sister is about to be the concubine of His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness has asked me to help, and I also want to ask His Highness to remember, remember the pothos skirt, and pity the grass everywhere."

After she finished speaking, she pulled Qiu Buyan and stood up, "Let's go."

Qiu Buyi was stunned, and was pulled to stand up by her, but he still couldn't help but glance back at Xiao Yin, and then left with her.

Liansheng shook his head and smiled, "Yinyin's hard-mouthed and soft-hearted appearance is really painful."

Xiao Yin said indifferently, "The master remembers the pothos skirt, so he will pity the grass everywhere."

Lian Sheng smiled faintly, "Although Yinyin said it politely, it is good for His Highness, the crown princess is to His Royal Highness, just like His Royal Highness is to the world, the prince is unstable, and the world is uneasy."

Xiao Yin bowed his head and folded his head, "Please also ask the master to teach me."

Liansheng returned the salute, "Your Highness is a close relative, and the poor monk will say more, Your Highness may have a catastrophe this year, and you should be in the northwest, and I hope Your Highness will be cautious."

Xiao Yin's face turned slightly pale, "It should be in the northwest, can you ask the master to explain it?" ”

Liansheng joined together again, "The poor monk has made an exception in this statement, and I ask His Highness to forgive his sins."

Xiao Yin raised his head with a sincere expression, "Master, if the master can help, this palace will definitely not forget it for the rest of his life."

Liansheng smiled slightly, "The poor monk thought that the poor monk and Yinyin had already reached out to help, which was enough for His Highness to never forget."

This is ridiculing him for being too greedy!

Xiao Yin's face changed slightly, and Liansheng joined together again, "The poor monk still has mundane affairs, say goodbye, Your Highness, please take it."

The moment Liansheng turned around, Xiao Yin's face was completely gloomy, since Deng Wenya gave birth to Xiao Qi and Xiao Lin, plus the mother concubine was demoted, now even a boudoir girl dares to teach him, and even a monk dares to ridicule and perfunctory him! balance

Northwest? Should it be in the northwest? What is the difference between saying something and not saying it?

He has just experienced the turmoil of his mother's demotion in the first place, who wants to calculate him again, Liansheng, the monk of the evil sect, is very good, and there is a good chance that it will be fulfilled......

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The next day, Concubine Su sent someone to Qiu's Mansion to summon Qiu Xiyin and Qiu Buyi into the palace, Qiu Xiyin had planned to enter the palace one day, so it was just right, regardless of Liansheng's worries, she responded very happily.

Qiu Buyan obviously hasn't recovered from the blow of that day, and he has no energy all the way, and Qiu Xiyin doesn't care about her, and looks at his own books.

This time when they entered the Yuqing Palace, Concubine Su didn't dare to ask them to stand in the patio again, and the palace people of the Yuqing Hall seemed to be three points lighter when they saw them, and respectfully invited them into the main hall.

This is the first time Qiu Xiyin has seen Concubine Su since her rebirth, and she is not much different from her previous life, with gorgeous looks and luxurious clothes.

After Xiao Yin ascended the throne in her previous life, she respected Empress Li as the queen mother and Concubine Su as the imperial concubine.

She heard outsiders comment that this imperial concubine is very domineering and violent, but only in front of her, she is always smiling, and always likes to praise her for being "smart and beautiful".

It's just that as soon as Ning Shen died, she was as domineering and violent in front of her, it was difficult for her to worry about her, and it was inconvenient for her to go out of the palace, so she repeatedly sent all kinds of "kind words to comfort" her.

It's not that Feng Zhinan and Qiu Zhengshen are there, and that imperial concubine doesn't know what way to toss her!

Her children, although most of them were Xiao Yin's hands, Concubine Su couldn't be clean!

Qiu Xiyin lowered her head, picked up the teacup, and hid the anger in her eyes, in this life, she wants them to die well!

Concubine Su said a few polite words, only Qiu Xiyin's attitude was cold, Qiu was not afraid of God, she was not so good-tempered, she was exquisite, and she was not the lady regent who had to please her, so naturally she would not keep her hot face and cold buttocks, and she also picked up the teacup and drank the tea.

There was a solemn silence in the hall, Qiu Xiyin just didn't notice it, and drank his tea calmly, Concubine Su had just learned a lesson, and she would never dare to do anything to her.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Xiao Yin to rush over, and after a few words of greeting, he smiled and said, "A pair of cranes just came to the Imperial Garden, and they will dance as soon as they play music, I'll take you to take a look."

Qiu Buwei was simple and easy to coax, Xiao Yin said a few soft words, and the pair of cranes danced very gorgeously and cutely, and soon smiled again.

Qiu Xiyin saw that she was having a good time, so she found a time to find Deng Wenya and not mention it.

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Since then, Xiao Yin has come to Qiufu from time to time, sometimes staying for half a day, reading books and playing games with them, sometimes just staying for a while, drinking tea and leaving.

He is the crown prince, and he has no special words and deeds, Qiu Xiyin and Liansheng treat him normally, thoughtful but not too enthusiastic.

Liansheng dutifully manages Qiu Xiyin's three meals a day, discusses calligraphy and painting with her, instructs her in music theory and chess skills, and walks and chats with her.

Half a month has passed, Qiu Xiyin is not only in a much lighter mood, but even the slimmed down meat has grown back, and the cheeks have seen the fleshy baby fat again.

On the day of the puja begin, Liansheng left Qiufu early in the morning to meet with the monks of Xiaoxiangguo Temple and went to Dongshi.

Every autumn, Dongshi was the place where death row prisoners were executed, and at the most time in the history of the Great Depression, Dongshi once executed 30 people every day for a full month.

In recent years, the Great Depression has recovered from the Turquoise Revolution and the number of death row prisoners has gradually decreased, with only 57 executions totaling this year.

It is customary in the capital that after the execution of the prisoners on death, they will invite the monks to do things here, hold a puja, and promote the Dharma.

The ritual to appease the spirits of the dead is performed for three days, and the fourth day is when the puja officially begins.

On the fourth day, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qiu Xiyin got up as usual to practice calligraphy, played a set of boxing, used morning food, freshened up and dressed properly, and went to the side door with Qiu Buyan to ask Mrs. Qiu for peace.

Feng Zhinan, Dong Jin'er, Ning Hengzhi, and Xiao Bocai were already waiting, and several people rode horses, rode cars, and went all the way to Dongshi.

There is a high platform in the center of the East Market, and there is a circle of stands of different heights around the fan, and then to the periphery, there is a crowd of people who have not gotten the stands, as well as small merchants and vendors who are wandering around.

Ning Hengzhi relied on the prestige of his brother to get a few seats in the front, and further on were the high-ranking and powerful dignitaries in the middle of the court, Qiu Xiyin swept over at a glance and saw Ning Shenzhi sitting in the center of the front row and Li Shoufu, Hua Cifu and others beside him.

As soon as everyone sat down, Yun Feng came with a bunch of snacks to eat, squatted down with a smile and distributed it to everyone, and said, "Look at this, you have to look at the melon seeds to get the taste."

On stage, a play is being played to save her mother, who is crying hoarsely as she is burned in hell.

Yun Feng excitedly pointed to the fire that erupted on the stage, "Third girl, look, if the fire of hell can be like that, no one is afraid of going to hell."

Qiu Xiyin, "......"

You can shut up.

After the stage was staged to save his mother, a few more plays were performed, the solemn bell rang, accompanied by the bell two teams of monks in robes and shoes from both sides of the high platform, led by the lotus sheng in a big red robe.

Qiu Xiyin had never seen him wear such a bright color, the red robe was embroidered with golden silk threads, shining dazzlingly in the autumn sun, lined with the mark of the first blooming lotus flower on his forehead, his handsome and dusty face was as straight as the Buddha came to the world, and the originally noisy Dongshi could be heard in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

As Liansheng shouted the Buddha's horn, all the monks on the high platform and everyone in the field called out Amitabha, and the ground under his feet shook violently.

Lotus Sheng and the monks saluted everyone together, sat cross-legged on the futon, Liansheng put his right hand upright, placed it on his chest, and said unhurriedly, "To the west through the land of ten trillion Buddhas, there is the world name Bliss, there is the Buddha name Amitabha, there are seven columns, seven nets, seven trees, seven treasure pools, eight merit water, four colors of lotus flowers, seven treasure pavilions, gold for the earth......"

Liansheng's voice is not loud, but it is gentle and slow, and the penetrating power is extremely infectious, and the scene is quiet as if there are no living creatures, and there is no noisy sound at all, Qiu Xiyin doesn't know if the people behind can hear it, anyway, she can hear it clearly.

She has recited and written the "Amitabha Sutra" countless times, but she still listened to it unconsciously, listening to Liansheng unhurriedly talk about the fascinating land of Western bliss.

Liansheng spoke very slowly, and it took nearly an hour to finish a thin "Amitabha Sutra", ending with a Buddha name "Amitabha".

The tide and the sound of "Amitabha" sounded again, and Liansheng sang loudly, "If I smell it—"

When he heads up, the rest of the monks should sing with him, "If I hear it, the Buddha is defending the country for a while......

The bell in the audience was slow and solemn, although there were only more than 20 people, the Sanskrit chanting seemed to reach the sky, with people's wishes and prayers to the place of gods and Buddhas that no one could reach.

Qiu Xiyin looked at the lotus sheng who was sitting in the center of the high platform with a soft face, and his eyes were lowered and singing the "Amitabha Sutra", vaguely the same as when he taught himself to sing "Lotus Picking Song", somehow he felt sad and unbearable, closed his eyes, and read it silently.

After singing a volume of "Amitabha Sutra", Liansheng and others bowed together and retreated from the high platform, and the high platform staged "No Resentment", under the high stage, dozens of small novices took brown and yellow cloth bags to the side of the spectators to ask for alms, no matter how much, they will get a small novice "May the Buddha bless the donor" and a peace charm.