marry a monk

Mohanad and Antai were chatting and joking all the way, and soon returned to the courtyard, turned around and closed the door to see the prince following behind, and remembered that they had been there all along, touching his bald head awkwardly, apologizing for his negligence.

"Will King Sheng come in for a meeting?"

"Of course, otherwise, would my lord really wait for the wind by staying with you for so long?" Si Qin'an was a smart ghost. He knew his mind and temperament after serving the lord for a long time, so he answered before the lord responded.

"..." The prince glanced at Si Qin'an, and there was no sense of blame in his eyes.

Eyes sweeping everything in the house, tidy and tidy, although not as luxurious as the palace, but also quiet and unique, ancient sandalwood tables and chairs, lattice windows, green shadows dancing outside the windows, and wild flowers blooming quietly.A wisp of delicate fragrance wafted from the window, and his small black xun was placed beside the incense burner.

"Is your xun famous?" Siqin Desheng rarely asked questions.

"Yes, it's called Fengming." Mohannad said with a smile: "Fengming spreads its wings and flies for nine days, and the three mountains and five mountains do not look back. Smile to see the busy people in the world of mortals, and shine in the sky with your heart."

"Come on, everyone sit down casually, An'an, serve tea." Mohannad hurriedly greeted everyone after expressing emotion.

"Laugh at the busy people in the world of mortals, and let the emptiness shine brightly." Si Qin Desheng quietly pondered his words, as if there was a hidden meaning behind them.

Si Qin'an sat down on a sandalwood chair unceremoniously, and was indeed tired after walking for a long time.

"Don't you want to try?" Siqin Desheng looked at the new monk's uniform on the side.

"Try what?" Mohanad didn't understand his words for a moment.

"It must be to try the monk clothes made by my prince. If you don't try it, how can he leave?" Si Qin'an is like a roundworm in the prince's stomach.

The corner of Siqin Desheng's mouth curled up again, he admired this personal entourage more and more, he was so smart that he didn't want it.

"Oh, it's the monk clothes made by King Sheng." Mohanad seemed to understand something, with a sweet smile on his face: "The clothes made by King Sheng must be worn."

Mohannad took off the dilapidated monk's coat on the spot, and happily changed into the monk's robe.

Siqin Desheng's face burst into joy, as if seeing a green lotus blooming for a thousand years, he was full of joy.

Antai habitually came over to help unbutton it, and habitually helped Mohannad put on the new monk's robe.He is an attendant, and Mohanad is as close as a brother, and they trust and understand each other very well.

While putting on and taking off his arms, he caught a glimpse of Siqin Desheng out of the corner of his eye. At this time, his eyes were extremely displeased again, and the corners of his mouth were downcast, frowning.

"Not bad, it fits you well." Mohanad put on the monk's clothes and stood in front of Siqin Desheng: "When did King Sheng learn how to make clothes? No, it shouldn't be your job." He said Asked strangely while arranging clothes.

Seeing that Mohanad kept admiring and saying that he liked it, the arc of the prince's mouth curved upward again.

"That's right, my lord has stayed up all night making monk clothes for you." Si Qin'an said again.

This sentence was inappropriate, Si Qin Desheng glanced at Si Qin'an with dissatisfied eyes.

Hearing this, Mohannad stopped his hands to arrange the clothes and looked at the prince: "King Sheng doesn't need to make clothes for me specially. I am a monk, so I don't pay much attention to clothes. If you are not in good health, don't stay up late. I will take this as an example."

"It's okay, as long as you like it." Siqin Desheng's deep voice was astonishing, and everyone present was stunned. Facing Mohanad's eyes, he did not lower his eyebrows and lower his eyes, but He went up to meet him and looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

"The fabric is good, but the handwork is too rough. I'm afraid I won't be able to wear this monk's robe for long." Antai said suddenly while helping Mo Hanna arrange the new monk's robe.

His words stunned Siqin Desheng. For the first time making clothes, he only cared about the size and didn't pay attention to work. Antai's inadvertent words reminded him.

"It's okay, as long as it's made by King Sheng, I will take good care of it." Mohannad glared at Antai, carefully changed the monk's clothes and folded them devoutly.

"I still hate it. This is the handicraft of the God of War in the Chiwu Kingdom. There is no second version in the whole world. If it is on the market, there will be no one hundred and eighty thousand my prince will not sell it." Si Qinan laughed. up.

"You're the only one who knows how to blow it." An Tai yelled at Si Qin'an: "These sets of clothes are not made of gold and silver threads, and they are worth one hundred and eighty thousand. I give them to you, do you want them?"

"This..." Si Qin'an obviously lacked energy in the face of An Tai's insulting words, and he smiled playfully: "The things that the prince gave to the Holy King, as servants, we can't afford it."

"I think you are trying to find fault." An Tai pretended to be angry and raised his hand to hit him: "Warning you, don't smile with me when I am angry, and I will laugh with you when you smile. It seems very embarrassing..."

Si Qin'an flashed his fist, "You're angry, I'm so scared..."

Seeing them having fun without any suspicion, Mohanad and Siqin Desheng looked at each other and smiled. They were a pair of real treasures. The fun in their world was never understood by others.

"Go for a walk in the courtyard?" Siqin Desheng seldom took the initiative to say or do anything, but facing this little monk, he really wanted to say or do something.

He always had a question in his mind, and he always wanted to ask it face to face.

Walking in the small courtyard, the winding path is quiet, the bamboo shadows are shining, wild flowers are blooming, and stepping lightly on the stone road, Siqin Desheng looked at Mohanad for a while, and asked softly.

"You..." He was a little speechless, hesitated for a moment, and decided to say it.

"Do you have any plans to return to vulgarity? In the current situation, if you don't return to vulgarity, it will be very dangerous. After you return to vulgarity, I will return to the palace with you. This king will protect your safety."

"..." His words stunned Mohanad for a while, and he didn't respond for a while.

I have been a monk since I was a child, and I have been a monk all my life. No matter what difficulties and obstacles, difficulties and twists and turns, the path of the Buddha will inevitably reach the top of life. How can there be any reason to give up halfway?

I was moved for a while, the prince was willing to say these words for himself, and he was willing to take such actions for himself, which showed that he valued himself.How can I explain my thoughts clearly to him?

Smiling, he stopped in his tracks, looked at the Holy King with sincerity, and gently held his wrist with both hands: "It is my ideal to live happily, but if that day really comes, I will have no regrets." , because I am fighting for justice, and justice is beauty, which is the bottom line that every Buddhist disciple sticks to."

His voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful, shaking the prince's heart.

Siqin Desheng was silent for a while, feeling helpless about his persistence. He was the only one who could do so calmly even though he was so downcast and yet so righteous.

But he still couldn't figure it out.What's so good about being a monk?Especially monks like him, who are chased and killed by Drifting Monks, and everyone shouts and beats them. After today, they are worried about tomorrow, so why don't they want to return to vulgarity?

"They abused and entrapped you, why didn't you fight back?" He said leisurely, "If you want to fight back, this king can help you."

Mohanad smiled lightly, and his smile was full of calmness: "It's very simple. When I treat others with a heart of revenge, my heart is painful."

"However, when I let go of everything, my heart is happy. Just like the Buddha gave us the seven emotions and six desires, we can't turn them into violence and hatred, don't you think?"

Siqin Desheng was shocked again, it turns out that forgiving others is to improve oneself, seeing that his attitude is firm, no matter how much he persuades him, he will not return to vulgarity, another thought arises in his heart.

This king is ready to shave or become a monk, so that he can accompany him and protect him.

As soon as the idea came out, I was taken aback. If I really put it into action, what would my father, mother, and uncle do?How to explain to them?How did the people of Chiwu Kingdom discuss it?Well, there is no rush for this, you have to plan carefully.The prince was thinking about it.

"King Sheng's smile just now is very beautiful. You should smile more. You are not in good health. Smiling more is good for your body and mind." Mohannad looked at him.

Did you laugh just now?Siqin Desheng finds it a bit unbelievable, because of his health, he has been disheartened since he was a child, and he is not interested in anything. Others say that he keeps a straight face all day long, but he is not. His heart also longs for a happy and healthy life. Life.

Ever since I met this little monk named Mohanad, I have been inexplicably attracted to his smile, so bright and sunny, it seems that he will never see sorrow and trouble in his eyes, and his appearance is like a ray of sunshine that makes people unable to open their eyes .

Siqin Desheng walked back to the room quickly, and imitated the way Mohanad taught himself to smile in front of the mirror. Put the index fingers of both hands on the corners of his mouth and push them up slightly, revealing a row of white teeth.

This is laughter. I haven't laughed since I was born. It turns out that I am not bad at laughing. I definitely have the title of the most beautiful man in the Chiwu Kingdom.

Mohanad, who was following behind, was taken aback by his strange behavior...

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After settling down, Mohanad decided to go to Jin Tianci and Fang Xiaoshuai first. When they were the Holy King, they were frequent visitors to the Holy Palace. The three had known each other for more than ten years, and they were friends if not brothers.At that time, Jin Tianci had vowed that as long as the Holy King came to him with a difficult matter, he would never refuse.Who knows that life is impermanent, human nature is unpredictable, and people's hearts are changeable.

When Mohannad appeared at the gate of Jin Tianci's mansion with a sunny face, Jin Tianci's nostrils were upturned, and his contemptuous eyes seemed to never know him.

"Where is the beggar who wants to call me, Jin, a brother, and doesn't even look at who I am? The richest man in the Chiwu Kingdom, will he know a poor monk? Get lost..."

"..." With the slam of the door, Mohannad could only smile wryly.

The next day, he found Fang Xiaoshuai, a handsome man who thought he was the most beautiful man in the world. When he saw the holy king wearing ordinary monk clothes, his hair, which had been neglected because of wandering around, had already grown thin short black hair.Looking at his flowing long hair and white robes like snow, what kind of snowy holy king has thrown him a few blocks away.

"Do you really think you are Wei Jie and Ji Kang? How can you compare with me? It's embarrassing."

Fang Xiaoshuai said a word from a distance, and left in the dust.

Mohanad's clear and bright eyes showed a little doubt, and his sunny smiling face became forced by the friend who rejected people thousands of miles away.How has everything changed?Is it because he is not a holy king?

But he didn't think much about it, he wasn't a thoughtful person in the first place, it was better now, he was happy and leisurely.But the temple is always to be found. It is impossible for a monk to live in a courtyard under the name of the palace for a long time, which is not conducive to practice.

Friends are unreliable, and I can't find a temple to accommodate them for the time being.

Mohannad decided to practice in seclusion for a period of time. After coming out for too long, he wasted a lot of homework, so that the daily meditation was also dropped. He told Antai to watch the gate of the courtyard, and he entered the silent world of nothingness.

On this day, An Tai found Si Qin'an and told him that his little Momo was going to retreat, and asked Si Qin'an to tell the prince not to come to Xiao Momo again in the near future. During the retreat, Xiao Momo would not see anyone.

Hearing the news, Siqin Desheng asked: "What if I want to see him?"

Si Qin'an didn't reply, but felt that everything has become weird since the prince got to know the Holy Queen of the Snowy Holy Palace.In the past, because of poor health, she kept a straight face all day long, waiting to die in the mansion.

Now the illness is better, and he is no longer stern, but he has become nervous all day long. What kind of Arhat dishes and monk robes does the good-looking prince make?What he wants is not something that can be reached, so why do it himself?

Could it be that he also wants to become a monk?Si Qin'an was taken aback by his own thoughts, but he didn't dare to think deeply, but ran to find An Tai in a hurry.

"Your King Mo is in seclusion, so you can't come out?"

"Yes, I have to protect my little Momo, so I can't go out."

"God, poor little An'an." Si Qin'an sighed: "What if I want to see you?"

"If you want to see me, write my name on the palm of your hand and sleep with your fists closed, so you can see me in your dreams." An Tai joked.

"Just blow it up, ghosts believe it." Si Qin'an had a look of disbelief.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food." Si Qin'an took An Tai's hand and walked out.

"Hey, no. My little Momo is still meditating, so there must be no one around." An Tai shouted.

"It's not that you meditate. You always eat. It's impossible for your family, King Mo, to retreat. You must be hungry?" Si Qin'an didn't care, and ran away with An Tai.

Do the servants follow the master's temperament?Si Qin'an's arm was as strong and powerful as his prince's. Once he held An Tai's hand, he couldn't break free.

Being dragged by him to run wildly, the monk ran out of breath.Finally arrived at a bustling and lively street, stopped at the door of a luxurious inn with the sign "Zuixianlou." It was time for dinner, and there were many people coming and going, and there were no empty seats.

"It's here, that's it, haven't you been here?" Si Qin'an said.

"Here? Are we going to eat here?" An Tai looked in disbelief. This inn was too luxurious, except for the royal family and dignitaries, most people couldn't afford it.

"Yes, there is a suite here exclusively for my prince, and no one can enter it except the people from the palace. The owner and servants of this shop recognize me, let's go and have a big meal." Si Qinan was full of confidence.

"But, do we have so much silver?" An Tai asked in a low voice.

"You are so rare and strange. Do you still need us to pay for the meal in the prince's suite? Of course not, it will be recorded in the prince's name, don't worry."

Sure enough, the boy in the store saw Si Qin An immediately came up with a smile on his face, and he was not surprised to see him with the monk.Chiwu country believes in Buddhism, and there are monks everywhere in the territory. In addition, their Buddhism does not prohibit meat and vegetables, and it is common for monks to eat meat in inns.

The servant led them into the prince's exclusive suite, and after they both sat down, he politely asked, "What would Master Siqin want to eat?"

"Just bring up all the delicious food from your store." Si Qin'an waved his big hand like a master.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The servant smiled and went down.

"Wow, you have become Master Siqin?" An Tai deliberately teased him: "It's An Tai's fault that I haven't greeted Master Siqin after we have known each other for so long."

As An Tai spoke, he stood up and clasped his hands together to salute Si Qin'an, so frightened that Si Qin'an jumped in front of him and grabbed his hands to prevent him from saluting.

"Are you kidding me, why are you so polite?"

Seeing Antai's bright eyes when he looked up, he couldn't help but feel moved. This monk is always so good-tempered, with a white face and bright eyes. Although he is not as good-looking as the Holy King of his family, compared with himself, there is a difference. One hundred and eight thousand, his thin and elegant temperament is unrivaled.

"Master Si Qin, please let go, my ceremony is over." An Tai didn't know what Si Qin An was thinking, so he suppressed a smile.

"Hush..." Si Qin'an seemed to have discovered something, and made a small movement, signaling him not to speak, then tiptoed to the bottom of the wall, with his ears pressed against the wall.

An Tai curiously went over to imitate his appearance and stick it on the wall to listen, and there was a soft voice from the next door.

Hey, it's normal for others to eat and talk, why do you want to eavesdrop?Antai was puzzled.

But Si Qin'an whispered to An Tai: "The voices of Nan Wang Boye and Jin Tianci are next door, let's listen to what they say?"

It turned out that the last time Hua Qianyi found out all the news in the Nanwang Mansion, he had already informed the prince, and told the prince to be careful.Although Si Qin'an didn't know much, but he knew that they were not good people, and the bad people would definitely do bad things together, so Si Qin'an became more careful.

An Tai carefully pierced a small hole in the window paper. Looking through the cat's eyes, it was indeed a golden gift.Hmph, this thing who is ungrateful for profit, used to call my family Mo Wang brothers and flatter him, but now my family Mo Wang loses power and loses power, so he turns his face and refuses to recognize anyone.

But the two pressed close to the wall and didn't hear anything for a long time.Looking through the hole, I could see they were gesturing and pointing with the drawings as if they were discussing something.

The door opened with a creak, and the servant came to serve the food, and the two had no choice but to re-enter their seats.