Li Qingmu crawled in Zhiyue's arms and cried for a long time, and when he was really quiet, it was almost time. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Zhiyue persuaded Li Qingmu, "Princess, sleep for a while." ”

Jingyu has been standing by Li Qingmu's side, and she is also crying silently when Li Qingmu cries loudly, her lips have been bitten by the shell teeth and a bloody hole, and all that enters her mouth is a faint smell of blood.

Jingyu's life was saved by Li Qingmu's mother and daughter, and Jingyu has been grateful and in awe of Li Qingmu's mother and daughter since she was a child.

Li Qingmu's eyes were red and swollen, and he sobbed one after another, and his eyes had lost their former brilliance, like two dry wells.

Zhiyue helped Li Qingmu sit on the bed, and Li Qingmu lay on his side. With a squint of eyes, bean-sized tears fell again.

Zhiyue wiped Li Qingmu's tears with a handkerchief, and said, "Princess, you mourn." The Queen Mother ......"

"I didn't even see my mother for the last time." Li Qingmu choked, buried her face in the embroidered pillow, and her thin shoulders shook vigorously, "What have I been doing all these years!" ”

The powder fist slammed the bed, and Li Qingmu's body trembled even more.

Jingyu climbed onto the bed and wrapped her arms tightly around Li Qingmu, tears from the corners of her eyes fell on Li Qingmu's shoulders.

Zhiyue sat on the small table under the bed, whimpered, and cried.

Zhou An stood outside the dormitory, listening to the three people in the hall crying violently, his heart was sour, and his eyes were red.

The night slipped faintly in the tears of the four masters and servants.

The sun rises slowly from the eastern mountains, reflecting the scaly clouds in the sky.

Zhiyue sat on the small table and raised her head violently, and her eyes were full of golden morning light. Turning around, Jingyu hugged Li Qingmu, and she was already crying and falling asleep.

The two of them occasionally sobbed once or twice, Li Qingmu's voice was like a mournful beast, and the pure language was silent.

Zhiyue wiped the corners of her eyes and stood up, and felt that the world was spinning together. After standing there for a long time, the imbalance in my head was announced, but then there was a buzzing sound.

Zhiyue knew that this was because she was crying too much, so she unconsciously sobbed and walked out of the dormitory.

Zhiyue is thirty-four years old this year and has served three generations of masters in the royal family. From the wise Empress Dowager Xiaohe, to the world-famous Empress Dowager Yiren, and finally to Li Qingmu in front of him.

Zhou An leaned against the gold-painted pillar outside the dormitory, crossed his arms, and squinted his eyes lightly. Hearing Zhiyue come out, he immediately opened his eyes after playing a clever role.

After scanning the dormitory with eyes that were still a little confused, Zhou An asked in a low voice, "Sleeping?" ”

Zhiyue nodded, pulled Zhou An's sleeve and walked out, and said softly, "The princess is still so young, how to persuade the queen mother......

"I can't persuade you. It is inevitable that the princess will be sad when she wakes up for a while, I will prepare some paper incense candles," Zhou An sighed, "I can let the princess pay tribute to ......"

Li Qingmu cried for two whole days after returning to Qingxin Pavilion, crying when he woke up, and sleeping when he was tired of crying. I couldn't swallow a bite of food and drink, and I lost a lot of weight when I saw it.

Zhiyue couldn't persuade her, and in the end, she could only go by Li Qingmu's temperament. Fortunately, after crying for two days, Li Qingmu slowly accepted the fact that Renhou had already died.

Although Li Qingmu came back, he had no interest in Buddhism, so Jingyu still had to go to the main hall of the Qingxin Pavilion to educate the scriptures and pray for blessings.

The main hall of the Qingxin Pavilion is also specially repaired, and everything is according to the appearance of the main hall of the Huguo Temple. Even the Buddha statue is not much smaller than the main hall of Huguo Temple.

Every morning when he gets up, he goes to the main hall for an hour of morning service, recites silently, and copies the text. When the time comes, knock the wooden fish, and the morning class is over. Then pick up the handkerchief embroidered with gold and silver thread to wipe the two lotus-style ever-bright lamps in front of the Buddha statue, and then fill some sesame oil into the lotus lamp to keep the Buddha lamp intended.

In fact, practitioners who are really practicing in the temple do much more than that every day. But there is a princess living in this Qingxin Pavilion, so there are some things that can be avoided, and the meaning can be obtained.

In the Qingxin Pavilion of Ruoda, in addition to the three Jingyu on weekdays, there are more than 20 palace maids. said that she was a palace maid, and after entering the Qingxin Pavilion, she was dressed like Zhiyue.

The waist-length green silk cannot be tied up, and can only be draped behind the head. It is a pure language, and the green silk is also half bun and half scattered.

Except for these people, there was no one else in the Pure Heart Pavilion. Only on the fifteenth day of each month, an elderly Master Qingyuan will come to the Qingxin Pavilion in the Huguo Temple to preach the Buddha for pure language.

Jingyu does not speak, but listens attentively. After two hours, Master Qingyuan will leave on his own.

This is how the Dharma name of Jingyu was derived, because when Master Qingyuan first taught Jingyu Buddha, Jingyu only listened to it and did not speak, and it was very quiet.

The ninth day after Li Qingmu returned to Qingxin Pavilion was the first day of the seventh month.

Because Master Qingyuan had seen the appearance of Jingyu, and Li Qingmu was not interested in Buddhism, it was Jingyu who went to listen to the scriptures and recite the Buddha.

Sitting in the high attic, Li Qingmu can see the waterfront pavilion downstairs.

Because he was far away, Li Qingmu only saw Master Qingyuan's ruler-length pure white beard, so Li Qingmu asserted that the old monk's voice must be old.

Zhiyue smiled when she heard this, and while fanning Li Qingmu to relieve the heat, she whispered, "Fifth princess, Master Qingyuan is ninety-three years old this year. ”

"At such an age...... Li Qingmu was surprised, looked at the figure in a pale cyan monk's robe and said, "On the fifteenth day of the first month, the wind and rain did not come by mistake on the mountain road, I heard you say that he has never missed the hour, this is ......"

"When I first arrived at the Qingxin Pavilion, the abbot of Huguo Temple once came to ask the princess which master was practicing under his name." Zhiyue said slowly, "The slaves and maids don't understand, the abbot master of Huguo Temple has a lot of Dharma names for Jingyu, and he sighed deeply when he saw Jingyu's statement...... The next day after the abbot left, the next person was the Qingyuan Master in front of him. Because the identity of the slave and maid can't talk much here, and Jingyu can't ask, so until now, I don't know what kind of Dharma position this Qingyuan method is in Huguo Temple......"

"Didn't you say you could tell by the color of the monk's clothes?" Li Qingmu looked at Master Qingyuan and said, "He ......"

"This, the slave maid saw that the monks wore mostly cyan monk robes, so they couldn't argue......" Zhiyue replied.

As the master and servant were talking, Master Qingyuan in the water pavilion had already held the small hammer on the side of his hand, 'Dang, dang, dang' tapped the vermilion wooden fish on the table three times, and then smiled at Jingyuci, "Jingyu, that's all for today." ”

There was a gentle and elegant smile on the corner of Jingyu's mouth, and he lowered his eyes and bowed slightly to Master Qingyuan. Although he did not speak, he was full of respect.

Zhou An saw Master Qingyuan finish preaching Buddha on the side, and hurriedly ordered the palace maid to serve the teacup.

Master Qingyuan took a sip of the teacup, put it down and said with a smile, "Jingyu, you have something on your mind." ”

Jingyu raised her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"The face is full of faces," Master Qingyuan continued to laugh, "If you don't say it, Lao Na won't ask." But ......"

Master Qingyuan pondered for a while, and said, "You have been under Lao Na's name for three years, and you have been a master and apprentice with Lao Na for three years. Now," Master Qingyuan stretched out his old right hand, twisted it twice, and said with a smile, "Now, our master-apprentice fate is over. ”

Jingyu Yinghong's small mouth opened slightly, and the confusion in her eyes turned into incomprehension.

"Lao Na's body is still quite strong," Master Qingyuan smiled, "Maybe...... By chance, we can meet again. ”

With that, Master Qingyuan stood up from the futon and walked to the outside of the small pavilion to look at the top of the attic. The deep and wise gaze collided with Li Qingmu who was looking here in the attic.

Li Qingmu said to Zhiyue behind him, "Master Qingyuan knows that I am here. ”

Zhiyue was surprised when she heard this, "No, at such a distance, how could Master Qingyuan know that the princess was here?" ”

Before Zhiyue's words fell, a little palace maid came up and said to Li Qing, "Princess, Master Qingyuan said that she wanted to see you." ”

Li Qingmu stood up from the carved round table, looked at Zhiyue and said with a smile, "Look, I'll just say that he knows I'm here." ”

Still in the small pavilion, or in front of the table where the Buddha was preached, Li Qingmu met Master Qingyuan.

When he was far away in the attic, Li Qingmu only saw Master Qingyuan's snow-white beard. When I got closer, I realized that Master Qingyuan was really old.

Master Qingyuan was slightly thin, his old face was furrowed, and his eyes had become triangular because of his sagging skin. But Master Qingyuan's eyes are very spiritual, and when he looks at people, he is bright, as if he wants to see through people's lives.

After Li Qingmu sat down in front of the table, Master Qingyuan raised his right palm and recited the Buddha, "Amitabha, the poor monk Qingyuan, has seen the five princesses." ”

Li Qingmu raised her willow eyebrows and asked, "Do you know that she is not me?" ”

Master Qingyuan sat down in front of Li Qingmu from his own death, and pointed to Jingyu, who had stood up and stood beside Li Qingmu, and said, "Since the first time Lao Na saw Jingyu, I knew that she was not you. ”

Looking at the doubts on the faces of Li Qingmu and the others, Master Qingyuan smiled and said, "Although Jingyu is not a fish in the pool, compared to the fifth princess, it is not expensive enough. ”

Li Qingmu looked indifferent after hearing this, while Zhiyue and Zhou An turned their gazes to Jingyu.

Jingyu stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, looking at Master Qingyuan's clear eyes full of inquiry.

"The Buddha said, "Don't say it." Master Qingyuan smiled, said to Jingyu, and said, "The day when your future is bright is the time when you are healed from your dumb illness. "[Wonderful * pen * 閣~] update fast

Li Qingmu looked back at Jingyu, she knew what kind of path Jingyu would take in the future, but she didn't believe that Jingyu's dumb disease could be cured.

The pure language is not dumb, but it is the acquired by someone who is poisoned and dumb. Li Qingmu once asked the imperial physician Wang who taught her to make drugs, and at that time, the imperial physician Wang shook his head again and again, and the dumb disease of speaking pure language was incurable.

"Since it can be cured, it is better to give guidance from the master." Li Qingmu turned his head and looked at Master Qingyuan again, and said, "It's also good that Jingyu can recover as soon as possible." ”

"This ......" Master Qingyuan's snow-white eyebrows moved slightly, and he stood up and said with a smile, "It's a long-cherished wish to see the princess today." Lao Na, take your leave. Jingyu, you are also a teacher......"

After Master Qingyuan waved his hand to Jingyu, he walked outside the small pavilion first.

Jingyu looked back at Li Qingmu and saw that Li Qingmu nodded to herself, so she followed behind Master Qingyuan.

Master Qingyuan looked at the lotus flowers in the pond with buds, and said to Jingyu, "As soon as Master Wei leaves this time, it is unknown whether we will see each other in the future." Therefore, I would like to give you three words for the teacher. "One more~~