Lao Yao is about forty years old, and he is born with an old and stable appearance. It doesn't seem to be as old and easy to live, but it's definitely a trustworthy person.

"Yes, small savings. As for Mrs. Zhang's marriage, the small one must be done properly, and she will never lose the dignity of the Xie Mansion. ”

Not flattering, not slippery, not too boastful.

Yushu hummed very satisfied, put down the teacup, and asked him, "You are also from Donggu?" ”

"Back to Lang Jun's words. The smaller one is the Higashiya clan. The young parents are still alive, there are a pair of children under their knees, and the family is taken care of by his wife. ”

Yushu understands how torturous it is to be separated from her loved ones. She pondered for a moment, and then said:

"If you want your family to come to Kyoto to live for a long time, I will rent a house for you in the workshop, and your son can also find a school nearby."

Lao Yao thought about it seriously before he said: "In more than two years, Langjun will return to Donggu, and then the young ones will stay in your building to support them, and dragging their families with them is not a long-term solution." Moreover, they are accustomed to the water and soil of the East Valley, and they are afraid that they will not be able to adapt to it when they come to Southern Qi. ”

"Well, you have a point. If your wife wants to come to live temporarily, say hello to me, and I'll make arrangements as soon as possible. ”

Lao Yao gave Yushu a deep sigh, "Little thank you Langjun." ”

After lunch, Yushu took Ciye and Liantong to Xiangyun Temple.

When I arrived at the east side of Yanping Gate, there was still some distance from Xiangyun Temple, and I heard the shouts of the craftsmen in the temple mixed with the sound of jingling bells.

Ciye opened his throat outside and explained to Yushu: "Lang Jun, they are building a high platform. Let's go in through the back door in a moment and go straight to the monastic house. ”

The carriage drove all the way to the back door, and then it was quiet again. Yushu got out of the car at the door, and Xiao Shami led her to the monk's house. Before arriving at the small courtyard where Master Futu lived, Yushu saw Prince Kunal.

Yushu quickened her pace, and without waiting to get closer, she said apologetically: "It's really a sin to tell the prince to wait for a long time." ”

Prince Kunal smiled and folded to her, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but Lang Jun is strong." ”

Yushu said with a smile: "Don't hide it from the prince, my stepmother is about to get married, there is a way that people are in good spirits when they are happy, their mood is bright, and their bodies are naturally good." ”

There are also rumors about the marriage between Zhang and Lu Feng. Prince Kunal has also heard people mention it, and now seeing Xie Jiulang's eyebrows and good health, Prince Kunal can't help but look up to the heavens and sincerely pray, "I wish Lang Jun everything goes well, and Kang Tai is happy." ”

Yushu's expression was solemn, and she bowed down respectfully and thanked her: "Accept the prince's noble words." ”

Prince Kunal made a gesture of please and said, "Lang Jun, please quickly." ”

The two whispered and entered the meditation room.

Master Futu sat at the table and made tea, and when he saw Yushu smiling, he muttered a long list of Sanskrit words.

Prince Kunal translated: "The master said that Lang Jun's face was ruddy and his spirit was flying, which was really gratifying. ”

Yushu folded her hands together to Master Futu, "The master is also radiant. ”

Master Futu understood the meaning of Yushu's words and smiled happily.

Yushu handed the snacks she had brought to Prince Kunal, "This time the dumplings are a new trick. ”

Prince Kunal sighed, raised his eyebrows, and praised: "The chef in Xie Langjun's mansion can surprise people every time. As he spoke, he opened the food box, and the lotus-shaped balls jumped into view.

"Yikes! It's exquisite! Prince Kunal seemed to have to show the treasure to the Futu Master, who nodded again and again, full of praise.

When Yushu sat down, the purple bamboo shoot tea and lotus glutinous dough were also on the table.

Prince Kunal took a shallow sip of tea and asked, "How is Lang Jun doing lately?" ”

Yushu groaned slightly and replied: "Zhao Niangzi's maidservant is full of Li, and she cried for Zhao Niangzi's eyes. Right now, I'm treating medicine in my house. ”

Master Futu put down the half-eaten lotus ball, pursed his lips and smiled, and said just two words.

Yushu unknowingly set her eyes on Prince Kunal.

Prince Kunal said, "Everything is as it happens." ”

Master Futu's fate seems to answer all of Yushu's questions, but it seems to be just about Manli.

Yushu pondered for a moment and asked sincerely: "Xie Jiu wants to ask the master how to eliminate the hatred in his heart." ”

After Prince Kunale relayed it, he said hesitantly: "Lang Jun asked Master Futu for advice today, in my opinion, it should be said that it is more appropriate to give up. Hatred, jealousy, hatred, and ignorance are all born from desire, and desire is transformed from selfishness, but in the final analysis, it is still a private word. Based on my shallow understanding and humble opinion of Buddhism, Lang Jun is stubbornly holding on to hatred and letting go of hatred, not really wanting to let go. ”

"Private?" Yushu looked at the contemplative Master Futu in bewilderment.

Prince Kunal repeated what he had just said to Master Futu.

Master Futu's eyebrows gradually relaxed, and then he smiled with satisfaction, and said a few words of Sanskrit to Prince Kunal. Judging from Master Futu's smile, Yushu was praising Prince Kunal.

After hearing this, Prince Kunal explained to Xie Jiulang with some embarrassment: "Master Futu said that what I just said has already answered Lang Jun's question. ”

"But......" Yushu frowned, "I really want to let go before I come to ask the master for advice." Why did the prince say that Xie Jiu was not sincere? ”

"Because even if Lang Jun asks Master Futu or others for advice a thousand times or ten thousand times, it is better to really examine his own heart once. In other words, only Lang Jun himself knows what he thinks best, and neither I, Master Futu, nor anyone else can understand Lang Jun's joys, sorrows, or hatreds. We don't know where Lang Jun's hatred is rooted, and we don't know how to face it and the results. All of these are the difficulties that Lang Jun is destined for. ”

Yushu frowned and repeated: "Difficult? Isn't it only monks who go through this difficult time? Why do I have it too? ”

Prince Kunal told him what he had said to Master Futu, who laughed and said a lot to her.

"To be born human is the beginning of suffering. The benefactor is not a monk, but he has also experienced suffering and suffering, which is the gift and favor of God. Can the unknown donor relate to it? ”

After Prince Kunal relayed the words of Master Futu, he hung his head thoughtfully and remained silent. Obviously, what Master Futu said touched him a little.

"What does Master Futu mean that suffering and suffering are favored by the heavens?" Yushu couldn't help but want to laugh. People living in the world, who don't want to enjoy all the glory and wealth, chariots, horses, servants and maids hug each other, and who doesn't want to be happy and happy, and their wishes come true. But Master Futu said that it is good to suffer, how can this be explained?

Master Futu seemed to understand Yushu's doubts, and said softly:

"If you want to live a good life, you have to see if you have the blessing to receive it, if not, it is a mirror, if there is, it is a gift from God. When the donor asks this question, there must be a knot in his heart that cannot be untied. Otherwise, how could the benefactor Huigen not be able to see through this thin obstacle? ”

"I ......," Yushu said for a moment. As Master Futu said, she does have a knot, but she can't say it to him.

"As long as the donor treats the hatred that cannot be let go of as an illusion, all doubts will be solved."

"Illusion?" Yushu's tightly knit brows slowly stretched, and she said, "Thank you, master!" ”