The Injustice of the Red Chamber

In spring, there are hundreds of flowers that are delicate and charming, and in autumn, there are maple reds that are proud and affectionate.I know the hot summer, and the snow and wind in winter... all year round, there are going from south to north.After Xu Hao left the capital, he used his feet to measure the half of the chaotic land separated by Pan Gu.

He walked for a long time and met many people.

Taste the herbs and save the people.He is cultivating Buddhahood, and he is also saving himself.

He once prostrated himself at the foot of Mingchuan Mountain and knelt in front of a thousand-year-old temple.

He prayed to Buddha, cultivated his mind, and also prayed for her longevity in the Buddhist hall...

He had passed by the capital four times and walked through Ningrong Street seventeen times, but only once had he met Fei Ge.

Just because he insisted on looking at her one more time in the crowd, he trapped himself in Tongren Alley for several days and refused to come out.

In the end, master Fang Zhang had to admit that time and distance could not make him completely get rid of the worldly love network woven by her.

He is not in love with the world of mortals, he just met him when he was young, and that person has grown in his heart.Jiangshan is picturesque, but not as good as her frown and smile.Nebula swayed, he couldn't bear to give her up after all.

Can't give up either.

……

He evaded, argued, debated, and worked hard, and now he set off again. Although Xu Hao never took off his monk's clothes, he didn't shave his hair anymore.

Since there are three thousand troubles, then let nature take its course.

After passing through the last warmth of autumn, we ushered in the bitter cold winter, but encountered an avalanche in the spring season.

Fortunately, although the small village he passed by was severely affected by the disaster, the casualties were not heavy due to the terrain.It's just that after the avalanche, all the mountain roads were cut off, and it was even more difficult for the villagers to leave here.

Xu Hao's hair was no more than an inch long, and he was wearing a monk's robe. The villagers saw that although he was handsome, he was a monk, so they treated him with courtesy.Later, seeing that he also knows medical skills, he is even more highly respected.

However, in the environment of lack of clothing, food and medicine, human nature has withstood the greatest test.In just half a month, the first case of Yizi Ershi happened.

That was what happened when Xu Hao was looking for a way out and medicinal materials in the snow for the villagers. After Xu Hao came back, although he saw that everyone looked flustered, he didn't find anything.

Or rather, he never thought about it.

When he was young, Xu Hao also read history.He had read the Killing Hu Order and the Biography of Gongyang, but the tragedy in the book never reminded him of today's events.

After that, things like this went from avoiding Xu Hao at the very beginning, to being half-covered, to being completely unobstructed.Xu Hao's education and the baptism of Buddhism would not let such a thing happen, so he stopped such a thing regardless of the villagers' hideous expressions.

It's a pity that in the once-in-a-hundred-year cold spring, the ice and snow do not melt, and the mountain roads are impassable. He is only one person, how can he overcome the distortion and selfishness of human nature.

Crazy, unconscionable man, indifferent and weak woman, old man with cloudy eyes and take it for granted... The innocent child who babbles is placed on the dining table in a blink of an eye, and there is a terrible disaster not far away. The ignorant girl who was raped was strangled to death.

The killing seemed to have been doomed as early as the moment Xu Hao appeared.

Those who came towards Xu Hao with bloody blades didn't realize how Xu Hao snatched the blades from their hands...

I once read the Buddhist scriptures, knocked on the wooden fish, and swung the hands of the morning clock.The hands that used to diagnose pulses to save people, apply needles and collect medicines finally picked up the butcher's knife.

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Killing one person is killing, killing a hundred people is also killing.When the cold iron rolls the blade, the blood pool is white snow, and the mountain road is soaked, under the desolation everywhere, only Xu Hao stands between the heaven and the earth.

Looking up at the sky covered by dark clouds, a desolate smile appeared on his cold and handsome face.

Sitting on the blood-colored group, Xu Hao opened his eyes that were as clear as glass, but also deep and indifferent, and recited the mantra of passing away...

If a Buddha does not kill, he will not become a Buddha.If the Buddha kills life, he is... the Buddha who kills life.

Killing evil is like a mountain, stop killing with killing.

"Ah~"

Xiaoxie's Fei Ge was awakened instantly by the nightmare, sitting on the kang with cold sweat all over her head, panting fiercely.

"Girl has a nightmare?" Xiao Hong was sitting beside her doing needlework, seeing Fei Ge suddenly woke up, she hurried forward, poured a cup of warm tea for Fei Ge, and at the same time asked Fei Ge what she had dreamed about.

"It's just old stuff." Fei Ge shook her head and changed the subject: "The third girl is born on the third day of next month, I got this copybook last year and put it in the shelf over there, you can find it later. "

"Miss Lin's birthday has just passed, and there are still more than half a month before the third day of next month. The second wife's birthday is also in those few days. Miss Lin, is she going to prepare a birthday gift this year?" After a pause, Xiaohong said again, "The ninth day of the lunar new year is Lian Erye's birthday. This year is different from previous years. Does the girl have to prepare some gifts here?"

There are more masters and servants in the two houses of Rongning and Ningxia, and they all have their birthdays every month.In March alone, there were three or four at least.

Mrs. Wang in the first grade, Tanchun in the third grade, Jia Lian in the ninth grade...

"It's all over Madam's place. It's just a bowl of longevity noodles and the few Buddhist scriptures I copied in the past. The third girl still has copybooks. Second Master Lian... let Qianxue make a fan cover."

Everyone in the whole family knew that she was not good at being a female celebrity, and it was not perfunctory to ask Qianxue to do it.

While speaking, Roland came in from the outside.When Xiao Hong saw Luo Lan coming in, her eyes flickered, and she said with a smile, "Girl, I'll go to the stove to see if the ginseng soup is ready."

"Don't come back in a hurry. Go to the second gate first and send a message to your old man, let him take time to go to the spice shop..." Fei Ge learned how to make incense, and a batch of raw materials happened to be wasted a while ago, and now I remembered , so she asked Xiaohong to pass a message to Lin Zhixiao and help him buy some back.

Xiaohong really remembered the dozen or so spices that Fei Ge casually mentioned, but she was afraid that her father would not be able to remember, so she went back to her room to take a pen and ink to write down the names of the dozens of spices.After the ink was dry, I went to the second gate.

Xiao Hong is a smart person, and Fei Ge didn't hide it from her, so she could see that there was something tricky between Fei Ge and Luo Lan.

Although she didn't know the reason, Xiaohong perfectly inherited her old lady's ability to avoid things.She had no choice but to come in when she was on errand in the mansion, and after she came, she also wanted to make a fortune so that she could talk about marriage in the future.

Feige has already agreed to let her go out of the house to prepare for marriage in the past two years, because of this big premise, Xiaohong doesn't have to fight for the first girl.

After all, if she really became an absolute confidant, she might not be able to leave the house and get married smoothly.

Xiao Hong dodged it wisely, Roland glanced at the outside room and the window, leaned close to Fei Ge and quickly told Fei Ge the gossip she had inquired about.

"The empress held a banquet in the central palace. The imperial concubine and the fourth prince were poisoned and vomited blood at the banquet. The empress' nanny jumped out and confessed her crime... Now she is in a hurry and is about to abolish the empress."

"Teammates like pigs, opponents like wolves."

Feige picked up a hazelnut and handed it to Roland. Roland pinched the hazelnut with her thumb and forefinger, and with a little force, the hazelnut shell shattered.Putting the hazelnuts on Feige's handkerchief, Roland squeezed the hazelnuts for Feige, and said gossipingly, "Didn't the girl say that there is potential for the princes of Fenghuo opera today? Maybe this time I will be crowned the champion." Anger turned red."

Feige shook her head while eating hazelnuts, "Good job, King Pingxi went to Beijing to pay homage at the beginning of the month, and he is still in the post house." Vomit to death.

"What the girl said is true." Although Roland said so, she didn't care about it in her heart.

Not to Feige, but to that King Pingxi.

"A person has only one life, and if the toss is gone, it will be over. I don't think the imperial concubine will really use her life to play this kind of tricks, so that Uncle Ming can rest assured and he doesn't have to pay attention to the affairs of the palace. Send a message to call us Those who are still standing still, let their wives do what they want." After eating a few hazelnuts, Fei Ge waved her hand to Roland, not to tell her to peel them, "If we die by ourselves... we can afford to lose."

"Yes." Roland's expression froze, seeing Fei Ge's expression, subconsciously respectful.

"Miss Lin has taken the little monk's medicine, and her body is very good. It can be seen that the medical skills are not good, and she is not old. Let our people go to find out the whereabouts of the little monk. If it is convenient to invite someone to see Uncle Ming, it is also a good idea." It's a little old man."

For the sake of their father and daughter, Dong Xingxing has suffered many injuries in his life.

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In the palace, the imperial concubine was lying on the bed with a pale face, pulling the skirt of the present, shedding tears, and persuading the present to calm down, "The concubine is blessed, and being able to serve your majesty is already a blessing from a previous life. If your majesty does it again Our mother and son offended the Empress Dowager, and the courtiers and concubines really have no face to gain a foothold in the harem. Your Majesty, the courtiers and the emperor’s son are all fine now... The empress is just confused for a while. If you are abolished because of this, how will you let the courtiers and the people treat you Concubine, I don't want you to misunderstand the world for the sake of our mother and son..." This is not the first time that the abolition of the empress has been said today.

Now holding the imperial concubine's hand in distress, with a face full of self-blame, "This matter can't be left as it is, I must give you and the emperor an explanation. Dear concubine, I have wronged you again." In terms of problems, his beloved woman is always giving in and getting hurt.

In fact, with the passage of time, the longer I sit on the throne today, the more things I think about, and I have long since lost the pure thought of being abolished for the first time.

Although he treats the imperial concubine as before, he has gradually become accustomed to thinking about the whole thing with the emperor's thinking.

In short, it is contradictory, rebellious, and the character in the second grade does not conflict with his imperial thinking.

The imperial concubine has accompanied her for many years, so she is very clear about the current psychological changes.She knew that this kind of thing would not happen again after the abolition.Unless... the imperial concubine closed her eyes, and after a flash of cruelty quickly flashed in her eyes, she regained her tenderness and looked back at the present with a considerate and gentle look, "Your Majesty loves me, and my concubine will not be wronged."

"Aifei~" I was moved now, how could there be such a reasonable woman in this world.

"Your Majesty~" Because for so many years, no matter who poured cold water, she would boil it and return it to them.

After the sensationalism was over, the imperial concubine said with tears again: "Your Majesty, since the emperor returned to the palace, the empress dowager has disliked the emperor because she thinks the emperor is dull. If she blames the empress again for this matter, the empress dowager will definitely anger the emperor. Since childhood, the emperor..."

"Your Majesty, you have to decide for my empress. Since the fourth prince returned to the palace, our empress and the fourth prince..."

"Shut up, Yan'er." The imperial concubine waited for Yan'er, the palace maid who was married into the palace, to finish what she was about to say, then she scolded her angrily, and then beat Yan'er with a full face of wanting to calm things down. Issue bedroom.

For such a routine, the first half is nothing, but the second half is the key.The imperial concubine sang half of the play, and the remaining half...they just stopped singing.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. It's getting late, and my concubines can't serve Your Majesty. Please move your Majesty to another place." The imperial concubine showed a weak smile and issued an order to evict guests.

Right now, she was being distracted by the previous words, and at this time the imperial concubine kicked out her again, her whole heart couldn't get up or down, and she felt uncomfortable.

But looking at the pale face of the imperial concubine in an instant, he just stood up and patted the imperial concubine's hand, gave a few words of advice and left.

Forget it, since Concubine Ai doesn't want to talk about it, then he can investigate it himself.

Today, I left the palace of the imperial concubine and went to the residence of the fourth prince.Just from the open window, I saw the fourth prince inside with a pale face of the same color number leaning against the head of the bed, asking a literate eunuch to read to him.

The little eunuch read a sentence, and the fourth prince followed suit, looking serious and eager to learn.

A prince with such qualifications is still dull?

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