"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness......"

Under the green light.

in the attic.

Day after day, the prince recites the scriptures, and his voice is sincere and reveals a bit of indifference that he really sees through the red dust.

This made Gonggong Mei in the pavilion three hundred meters away nod frequently, he held the dust in his hand, crossed his legs, held a cup of hot tea, and had a little ridicule on his lips.

The Seven Princes have read the Sutra for two years, and their hearts are afraid that they have also worn out, and yesterday the Nine Emperor Daughters should have told him all about the marriage with the Turks, and this prince was not angry, so it can be seen that he has really become a soft egg.

Xia Ji chanted until the afternoon, and there was a familiar sound of footsteps outside the door, and before long, the door was pushed open, and the Nine Emperor Maidens closed the door, and then they showed an aggrieved look.

"Xiao Su, what's wrong?"

"Brother, the monk of Leiyin Temple said that the "Past Burning Lamp Sutra" is his Buddhist secret collection, and there are rules in the temple, saying that only by climbing the ninth peak of Little Sumeru Mountain and playing a game with the former abbot at the top of the mountain, only if you break that game, can you be eligible to refer to the "Past Burning Lamp Sutra". ”

Little Sumeru Mountain is a strange mountain outside the Imperial City of the Great Shang Dynasty, which is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the deeper you go, the more so, and the Leiyin Temple is only on the fifth peak.

Xia Xiaosu continued: "I told the monk that my brother was under house arrest and couldn't leave the palace, and he borrowed books just because he was obsessed with Buddhism, but the monk said that there are rules in the palace and rules in the temple, so don't force it if you don't have a chance." ”

Xia Ji thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Xiao Su, you go to him and tell him that his son wants to go to Mount Meru to play a game of chess, just to read a scripture, go out, and return later." ”

Xia Xiaosu was obviously a little afraid of the Son of Heaven, but thinking that she might only be able to get along with her brother for three months, and after three months, she would fall into the wilderness and go to the Infernal Hell, suddenly, she was not afraid, nodded her head, and said "Okay".

By evening, the Nine Emperor Maidens had returned.

As soon as she entered the door, she smiled, "Brother, he promised, you can leave the palace tomorrow." ”

Xia Ji beckoned, and Xia Xiaosu walked to his side.

"Xiao Su, sit next to me. ”

"Hmm!"

The brother and sister sat in the Scripture Pavilion at twilight, Xia Xiaosu suddenly sighed softly, leaned his head lightly on his brother's shoulder, pursed his lips, and the smile in his eyes disappeared, revealing a little gloomy.

Xia Ji stretched out his left hand, put his arm around his sister's shoulder, and suddenly asked, "What did you promise him?"

Xia Xiaosu's body trembled, she turned her head and looked at the dark ground.

Xiao Ge fell silent.

It wasn't until Xia Xiaosu spoke again that the peace was broken: "I promised him that he would go to the Turks happily, and he would definitely do his best to promote the alliance between the Turks and the Great Shang." ”

Xia Ji's fingers were still calm, but he tightened the hug slightly, he hugged his sister into his arms, Xia Xiaosu suddenly began to cry, and asked softly, "Why, why, why is this? What did we do wrong?"

Xia Ji let her cry.

Cry.

Crying a lot.

You can grow.

Three months.

Enough is enough.

He raised his head and looked out the window at the sky, his eyes calm, as if he had a little peace before the infinite rage at the beginning of the world.

The next day.

Light snow.

Gonggong Mei prepared the carriage, pulled the male duck's throat, and with three points of ridicule, he screamed: "Seventh prince, please." ”

Xia Ji didn't say much, he got into the car directly, and it was already a blessing of the Son of Heaven to be able to go, how could he let other people accompany him? As for this Mei Gonggong, it was completely surveillance, which was naturally different.

The abbot of Leiyin Temple had long known that this prince was coming, and he did not personally receive the prince under house arrest, but just sent a little novice to lead the way and took Xia Ji to the back mountain.

The novice leads the way.

Xia Ji walked in the middle.

Grandpa Mei followed quietly.

When he arrived at the entrance of the ninth peak, Xiao Shami stopped in front of a mountain gate, and then folded his hands and said, "Donor, please climb the mountain alone, the top of the mountain has its own chess game." ”

Xia Ji walked directly through the mountain gate, and Father-in-law Mei also followed, and Xiao Shami hurriedly said: "This father-in-law, the rules of this temple are that only the opponent climbs the mountain alone, otherwise he can't go." ”

Gonggong Mei screamed: "Our family is an envoy of the Son of Heaven, and we also need to be bound by your rules?"

Xiao Shami hurriedly said: "Please don't embarrass your father-in-law..."

Grandpa Mei didn't care about him, and was about to walk through the mountain gate, Xia Ji suddenly said: "Grandpa Mei, the temple has rules, so you need to follow the rules."

If my father-in-law insisted on coming, I couldn't play this game of chess. Although I am under house arrest, I can still say a few words to the emperor when I return to the palace. ”

Gonggong Mei was stunned, and weighed it in his heart, there was no need for him to entangle with this abolished prince, in case he was really ruthless, then he would lose a lot, so he smiled sharply: "Then our family will wait for the prince at the bottom of the mountain." ”

On the other side, Xiao Shami also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled kindly at Xia Ji.

Xia Ji naturally didn't help this little novice, he just didn't want to have Grandpa Mei standing behind him when he was playing.

He walked past the mountain gate, and there were snow-capped ridges, and above were the misty mountains.

The prince of the Great Shang walked up step by step, away from the novices and eunuchs, and his body gradually fell into the sea of clouds in the depths of winter.

Here, I don't seek Buddha, I only learn scriptures.

An hour later, Xia Ji had already reached the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is empty, and the fog has dispersed a lot, but when you look around, it is vast, like walking in the sky, looking down and not seeing the world.

Xia Ji looked up and saw that in the middle of the clearing on the top of the mountain, there was a square boulder as a natural chessboard, and an old monk sat cross-legged on the opposite side of the chessboard.

When the old monk saw the comer, he did not say to sit down, but said: "The old man listened to the abbot and said that the donor will take a look at the "Past Burning Lantern Sutra", if you want to view the scriptures, you need to break the game, but this chess game is not comparable to the strength of chess, the fight is Zen heart, if the Zen heart is not enough at all, the donor is afraid that this game will be gray hair, old for decades, from now on, the heart is like a nightmare suppression, unless you eat fasting and chanting day and night, often accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green light, otherwise the heart can not be at peace. ”

Xia Ji nodded, signaled that he understood, and then sat down opposite the old monk.

"Wait. ”

The old monk's voice sounded again, prompting, "I'm afraid that the donor thinks that the old man's words are too mysterious, and thinks that he is playing tricks, right?"

Xia Ji stopped, shook his head and said, "I didn't think so. ”

The old monk shook his head, feeling that the young prince in front of him was still too ignorant of the sky and the earth, and he didn't understand what kind of game of chess he needed to face, so he sighed: "Then before the donor takes a seat, listen to the old man tell a story, after the story is heard, if the donor still wants to sit, it is the number of cause and effect, and the old man will not say much." ”