Monks can't talk too much, Qingmiao just hung his head and said nothing, looking at his appearance, what the golden boy said was right.

"You can't go, your uncle's six roots are not pure, and the rules and precepts set up by the abbots of Huiguo Temple for several generations are afraid that they will be destroyed by him, and you have to guard your master's hard work."

Qingmiao was very aggrieved, "But I can't keep it, the temple is now the master's uncle, and he sold the master's hand-copied scriptures to big families, and I can't stop it." ”

Most of the relics of the Master during his lifetime were given to the families of the powerful in the name of giving blessings to others, and then luring people to add incense oil money to shape the golden body of the Bodhisattva. Master often says that the Buddha is in his heart, not by those mundane things to say Buddha, but those mundane things are also the master's hard work, watching them trampled on, but he can't keep the same, he can only see out of sight, with a Buddha heart, away from the land of right and wrong.

"Qingmiao, escaping is not a way to deal with it, you stay in the capital first, I will help you think of ideas, and I will definitely take you back to Huiguo Temple openly."

The golden boy has the rebellious spirit of a young man, and the innocence of a child, Qingmiao only thinks that he is comforting himself and wants to keep him for a few more days.

"Where am I staying in Kyori? I had an unpleasant quarrel with my brothers and uncles in the temple and didn't want to go back. ”

Before leaving, the uncle said that you are not abiding by the precepts and betraying the master, and in the future, don't use the signboard of Huiguo Temple to swagger outside, the senior brother has been noble and far-reaching in his life, but he has accepted a disciple like you, you invite yourself to be a teacher, don't ruin his reputation.

Qing Miao cried and said, "I can not be a disciple of Huiguo Temple, but I will always be a disciple of the master, I am not here to hinder your eyes, and you don't care about me anymore." ”

He carried the book box on his back and left, except for a box of scriptures and two Zen clothes in the box, a string of prayer beads on his chest, a copper bowl in his hand, and no longer anything, he was not afraid, the master had taken him like this all these years, he didn't believe it, he could still starve to death without Huiguo Temple.

The golden boy took Qing Miao to his grandfather's house in Bali Hutong, and let him live here for a few days.

Fang walked out of the alley, and the golden boy thought that he had something to say and forgot to tell him, so he turned around and went back, and caught a glimpse of a gray robe at the end of the alley, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought about it.

After a few days, something strange happened in Huiguo Temple, an old Bodhi tree in the temple was struck by lightning at night, there was a fire, the monks of the whole temple worked together to put out the fire, but also unable to return to the sky, the Bodhi tree was burned out of the branches, I don't know if it will sprout and produce leaves again in the coming year.

Master Jingming said to our emperor that the Bodhi tree was struck by lightning from the sky, which was a warning from heaven that there was something ominous to bring disaster to the world.

The emperor summoned Qin Tianjian for questioning, and the latter said something in the clouds, to the effect that Huiguo Temple belongs to Buddhism, and Qin Tianjian belongs to Taoism, and the two teachings are different, and he does not know the Buddha's meaning of this divine warning.

In the heyday of Huiguo Temple in the past, Qin Tianjian sat on the cold bench for many years, and finally the former abbot of Huiguo passed away, they Qin Tianjian got up, let him speak for Huiguo Temple is not possible, the sky thunder struck the tree of your Huiguo Temple, and I Qin Tianjian What to do.

The emperor also knew the careful thoughts of the people below, so he asked Master Jingming where the hoodoo was, but before he could say anything, the eldest princess was sick.

The palace was in a mess, Master Jingming immediately became a guest of honor in the palace, and the queen sent him up, and even mentioned the signing document for the eldest princess in the White Horse Temple in the early years, which contained a sentence: "Fusang is on fire and waiting for spring to return", is it the disaster that responds to this time?

Master Jingming asked for this signature to see, and asked what to understand at that time, the queen only said that the golden boy brothers and sisters are the nobles of the eldest princess, and the eldest princess has been safe and sound with them for so many years, and now the Bodhi tree in Huiguo Temple has been burned, and the eldest princess is sick, is there anything related to this?

Master Jingming asked, "Can the eldest prince and the lord ask for a signature?" ”

The eldest princess asked for both, it doesn't make sense that these two didn't ask for it.

The queen hesitated for a moment and said, "I have counted a lot of eight characters since I was a child, and all of them are lucky." ”

The two of them are recognized mascots, and in the past few years, relatives who have children in their families like to let them be bed-sitting boys, trying to have good intentions.

Master Jingming said: "The ups and downs of people's lives, the eight-character numerology will change due to the impermanence of the world, the eldest prince and the lord are willing to ask for another signature?" ”

It's about the safety of the jade girl, just ask for it, but this time the golden boy rarely drew out the sign of Zhizhongji, and Jing'er's is still on the auspicious sign.

Master Jingming pondered for a long time and asked the golden boy, "Who has the eldest prince seen recently?" ”

The golden boy was dazed: "When is it lately?" I've seen so many people, I don't know what the master said about the difference between people? ”

"Nature is not an ordinary person, or ...... Born people. ”

The golden boy frowned: "The person who was born? In this earthly world, can I still see the born? Did you say I had a ghost? ”

The golden boy covered his mouth and exclaimed, which frightened the people around him, and the queen patted him on the shoulder, "Phew! Net nonsense! ”

I said a few words in my heart, the Bodhisattva is not strange, and the child's words are unscrupulous.

The golden boy's personal little eunuch Rosin Xiang looked suspicious, and muttered two words secretly, so that the surrounding palace people could hear it, and asked him, "What did you just say?" ”

"Ahh No! Didn't say anything, you heard it! ”

The queen raised her eyebrows and asked them, "What do you have to say?" What are you doing in hiding! ”

Rosin Xiang was so frightened that she fell to her knees and threw a look at the little master for help, and the queen was even more angry when she saw this, and asked her adopted son: "Golden boy, have you done something that you shouldn't have done, and the disaster has happened to your sister!" ”

The golden boy hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no!" I didn't do anything! ”

Rosin Xiang kowtowed a few times and begged for mercy: "Niangniang blamed the son, the master said that the son has recently seen the birth, the slave thought, it is indeed seen, it is a little monk of Huiguo Temple......"

Master Jingming hurriedly asked, "Which little monk?" What is the name of the law? Heaven warns Huiguo Temple, could it be that there is an anomaly in the temple, prompting the old man to clean up the door? ”

Rosin hesitated, and the golden boy fortunately said, "The little monk has seen one, but he is not a bad thing, he is the close disciple of the former abbot of Huiguo, Qing Miao little master, half a year ago when my father took me to visit the abbot of Huiguo Temple, he has been with the abbot since he was a child, bathed in Buddhism and grew up, how can it be a bad thing." ”

The queen's face was a little pale, then it wasn't this.

Master Jingming's face was solemn, he sighed and said regretfully: "That child, it's a pity." ”

The queen hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by what the master said?" ”

"Niangniang, do you know, where did the senior brother pick up Qingmiao?"

The queen shook her head, and the golden boy was also puzzled, only to hear that Qing Miao was an orphan, and he was adopted by the abbot of Huiguo when he was five years old.

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