marry a monk

Andu Liuqing has been passive and obsessed for half a year. At home, she sleeps with sleepers, Xiao as companions, and wine as friends.

One day when I woke up groggy, the sun was already high outside the window, and the birds were chirping on the branches.It is said that hearing the cry of the magpie means that there is a happy event coming. My royal house is almost moldy at home. Where is the happy event coming from?

I was stunned for a while, and walked to Jiang Xia's grave in draped clothes.At this time, the grass is green and the small trees in front of the grave are shaded.Well-known and unknown birds are jumping on the branches, as if they are cheering for something.

"Jiang Xia, the weather is so rare today, let's go out for a walk." It was like talking to himself or talking to Jiang Xia.

The wind blew gently, rustling the leaves on the grave, like Jiang Xia's answer.

Going back to the house, I tidied up my clothes and hair, curled up at home, never paid attention to my appearance, and stood in front of the mirror only to find myself so haggard, pale, and dull-eyed. He used to be like Mohan It's sunny like that.

"Let's go, Jiang Xia." Antu Liuqing called softly in her heart when she passed by the grave.

Riding a horse, walking aimlessly, unknowingly came to a hillside.The hillside is lined with green trees, cigarettes are lingering on the mountain, bells are ringing, scriptures are chanted one after another, and there are endless streams of believers on the way.

"I said son, you will sincerely worship the Buddha later, it will be very spiritual, maybe you will pass the high school imperial examination after the worship." A mother on the side of the road nagged to her son.

"Daughter, the matchmaker talked about several marriages for you, but all of them failed. You, pay a good obeisance in a while, the Guanyin Bodhisattva inside is amazing."

"Mother, don't believe these things. Marriage is predestined, it doesn't happen just by paying a visit."

...the believers said as they walked on the road...

It turns out that there is a temple on it. Seeing so many believers, the incense must be strong. Why not go up and have a look?

In a flash, he got off the horse and went up the stairs.

The temple is not big, and many believers can be seen from a distance offering incense.If it's really alive, it's okay for me to go in and pay my respects.After reading it, he entered the Daxiong Hall, and a monk handed him incense.

Kneeling in front of the Buddha, I worshiped devoutly. Dear god, you are like a mountain and a river, let me admire and worship you. You are wise and compassionate. Your love for all living beings is deeply rooted, just like flowing clouds and flowing water, eloquent and continuous.Please take pity on me, help me, let Jiang Xia come back.If he comes back, Xiao Wang, I am willing to exchange everything I have.Respectfully kowtow three heads and insert incense.

Standing up and looking around the hall, in addition to the endless stream of worshipers, there is an old mage in the corner of the hall helping people to read divination and fortune-telling, surrounded by a large group of believers waiting.

boring!Are these believable?He glanced dismissively, then turned and went to the back hall.The back hall is relatively quiet, no matter the hall or the small hall, all the elders who are sitting are practicing.

I heard that if you practice well, you can find your relatives from the past. If I become a monk, will I be able to meet Jiang Xia?Thinking of this, he turned into one of the small halls.

There was a teacher inside who was meditating and chanting scriptures, his voice was very low, but his voice was continuous and uninterrupted.

"Master." He clasped his hands together and knelt down towards the master.

"Benefactor, it seems that you are a wealthy person. You kneel down to the master of heaven and earth, and kneel down to your parents and benefactors. Why do you kneel down to Lao Na?" The old master didn't open his eyes.

"Master, can you accept me as a disciple? The disciple wants to become a monk and practice."

"People have three sufferings, all of which are greed, anger, and ignorance. If there is no way out and no way to do things, how can you become a monk? You must know that being a monk is empty. Your heart is filled with love in the world, and your mind is full of emotions. How can you become a monk? Only It will only increase troubles, so the benefactor should go back." The old master persuaded him kindly.

"Master, my disciple's lover has passed away, so it's useless to leave him alone. It's better to practice Buddhism, maybe you can see your loved ones."

"If you have greed, you will be attached, and if you are obsessed, you will be ignorant. All beings who are obsessed will not be able to cross the Buddha. If they want to cross, they must cross themselves."

"How to cross by yourself?"

"Let go of the fate, the boat arrives at the bridge..." After the old master finished speaking, he walked out.

Alas, when it is going to rain and the house leaks, even if you want to become a monk, it is really bad luck.He kneaded the foxtail in his hand into a ball and threw it on the ground.

Coming out of the back hall, the old mage was still crowded with people. Is it really so spiritual?

Forget it, they're all here anyway, let's join in the fun.

I squeezed into the crowd and asked for a bucket of sticks, knelt down in front of the Buddha and shook it gently, only to hear a stick drop off with a bang, picked it up and looked, and it read: Where there is sorrow, where there is sorrow.

What do you mean?Antu Liuqing tilted her head and thought for a long time, but she didn't understand.If you don't understand, ask the old mage to solve the sign.

"Oh, you are a sign of great joy after bitterness and sweetness, first separation and then reunion, my lord, the later ones will be better, don't worry, the best play will come later." The old mage smiled.

Really, if it is true, the worship just now was really worth it.A ruffian smile that hadn't been seen for a long time appeared on his face, like sunshine after rain, sweet and astringent.With a wave of his hand, an ingot of gold landed on the old mage's table.

"Thank you, benefactor." The old mage saluted him.

Waving back and walking out of the hall, the sun is particularly bright today.Do you feel better, or do you have hope?

Slowly walking around the various courtyards in the temple, the open space in the side courtyard is shaded by cypress trees, and it is very quiet.

Three pagodas stand quietly under the tree.

Beside the pagoda, a young woman put her palms together and walked around the pagoda devoutly.

"Girl, why are you going around the pagoda?" He asked curiously.

"My lord, circumambulating the pagoda can accumulate merit and have the effect of achieving what you want." The girl was serious.

"..." If it was before, he would definitely laugh out loud, but for some reason now, he couldn't laugh at all.

"Young master, do you have unresolved concerns, why don't you go around, maybe you can get what you want in the near future?" The girl persuaded.

"Okay." He responded for the first time.

So a man and a woman, one handsome and the other beautiful, formed a beautiful picture scroll, twirling one after the other...

……

An Tai found that Si Qin'an was always fiddling with his blindfold, and was not satisfied at all, and found that he was becoming more and more reluctant to go out, and was bored in the house all day long.This is not good. I am always bored, and I get sick even when I am not sick.

After living together for so long, Antai can somewhat guess his mentality, but he just doesn't want others to see that face that is not as handsome as before.

An Tai came to Si Qin'an mysteriously, with his hands behind his back as if hiding something.

"An'an, guess what good things I made for you today?" He limped into the room with a smile on his face.

"What?" Si Qin'an didn't even want to guess, dejectedly.

"Guess." An Tai didn't say anything.

"Hmm... little clay figurine?"

"..." Shaking his head.

"grasshopper?"

"..." He continued to shake his head.

"Don't guess, even if you hold gold, you won't be able to brighten my eyes." Si Qin'an was listless.

"You guessed it, I'm here today just for your eyes. I want to restore your confidence and handsomeness."

"To make me happy again, the imperial doctor hired by the lord is powerless, what can you do?" Still not interested.

"Dangdangdangdang... What do you think this is?"

An Tai excitedly waved the things in his hand in front of his eyes.

"..."

one eye? ? ?

Yes, it is an eye, with white and eyeball, the same size as the real one.

Si Qin'an took it excitedly and saw that it was an eye sewn with black and white cloth. The workmanship was exquisite and the fabric was excellent. It was soft and slippery to the touch and felt very comfortable.

What's more humane is that there are two white silk threads next to it, so that it will not fall off when worn, and it is not easy to find when it is tied with the hair at the back.

"You did it?" Si Qin'an asked in disbelief.

"Well, it took several days to sew it out, doesn't it look good?"

"It looks good." He couldn't put it down.

"Like it?"

"I like it so much. Compared with other blindfolds, this one you made is perfect."

"Shall I bring it for you?"

"Okay." Si Qin'an nodded vigorously, as if he had picked up a treasure.

"An'an, how did you come up with this idea?" He asked An'an.

"I used to make blindfolds for King Mo, but it's not as perfect as this one."

Gently remove the previous black eye patch and put on this brand new and distinctive prosthetic eye.

The false eye is neither too big nor too small, and fits exactly where it should, covering neither the eyebrows nor the cheekbones under the eyes.The ribbons on both sides of the eyes are wrapped around the back and connected with the black hair, which is a perfect combination.

That's great.An Tai admired his masterpiece.Pick up the mirror and show it to Si Qin'an.

Si Qin'an looked left and right, and except for blurred vision, he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"An'an..." Si Qin'an hugged Antai and kept rubbing against his face, the gloom on his face for several months was wiped away: "Thank you, thank you for what you have done for me."

"You silly An'an, what else do we say to thank you?"

"The only downside is that you can't blink. If you can blink, it will be more realistic." An Tai looked at it with a little regret.

"It's okay, I'm very satisfied with this." Si Qin'an comforted him.

"An'an..." An Tai hugged him: "This king is not that king, but this king must be for that king. It is all An'an, and this An will definitely be for that one. We will be together forever." In his ear Whispering.

……

The day when Nan Wang Siqin Boye was beheaded was a day of crisp autumn.That day, Siqin Pingting came to the execution ground accompanied by Hua Qianyi with her big belly.When the hour came, the law enforcement officer ordered the executioner to execute the law.Watching her brother's head fall to the ground from a distance, Siqin Pingting burst into tears. In this world, she has no relatives except Hua Qianyi.

……

In the spring of the second year, when the flowers bloomed, Siqin Pingting gave birth to a pair of boy twins as Little Mo Wang had said.The Nanwang Mansion has been changed into the Princess Mansion, Hua Qianyi held a grand banquet in the mansion, inviting friends from all walks of life to celebrate the birthdays of her two sons.Siqin Desheng did not miss his word, and took his youngest son back to the palace to raise him.

……

Siqin Desheng spent the day in Xiao Momo's retreat, apart from dealing with government affairs, he spent the day in the mansion growing flowers and weeding, playing the qin and playing the xun.Sitting in front of Xiao Mo's bed at night and lighting up the night painting, the painter Mo Ke invited from the Holy Palace finally came into play. After his guidance, the prince's painting has improved rapidly.Faced with Xiao Mo day and night, he gradually drew a very similar image to him.

"Mo, this king just wants to paint for you, with heart as the brush, love as the ink, love for you as the content, and the rest of your life as the pen, can you come out soon?"

As spring and autumn come and flowers bloom and fall, Siqin Desheng even painted a room full of portraits of Mohanad.I am in a better mood, my body is strong and strong, and I am not allergic to the flowers and plants that I used to be allergic to, panting, and coughing when I touched them.

"It's still the old prince, but he's no longer the same person." Si Qin'an lamented his change.

Lying beside Xiao Mo while sleeping, watching him silently, wondering what he saw in meditation?Sitting in meditation, he was like a bell like a plastic, motionless, neither eating nor drinking nor sleeping.In the meditation, let the metamorphosis, refinement, and precipitation.Does the swastika on his chest glow?I really want to take a look at his clothes, but I can't, I can't disturb him.I hope the day he leaves Zen is the day he grows up...