Better to live forever [Rebirth]

Ning Heng kept what he said, and on November [-]th, Xiumu visited Zhen Beihou Mansion early in the morning, and wanted to take Zhu Dingbei to Huguo Temple to pay homage to the eminent monk Huiqing.

It was only when we arrived that we found out that after Zhu Dingbei mentioned the matter, the old lady insisted on going with him.In front of the old lady, Ning Heng had always treated her as a junior, so he abandoned Chang Xinhou's carriage and walked with them in the carriage of Zhenbeihou's mansion.

On the way, the old lady couldn't help thanking Ning Heng. One must know that the eminent monk Huiqing is not so easy to meet. If it weren't for Ning Heng's blessing, they would not have met this eminent monk so easily and so quickly.

Ning Heng had already properly learned about the Huguo Temple, and when he arrived at the temple, he was greeted by the presiding disciples. He first entertained them with a fast meal, and then sent them all the way to the courtyard of the eminent monk Huiqing.

Seeing that these rich and noble people are kind, without the pomp and arrogance of the aristocratic family, and one of them is the familiar Changxin Hou Ye, he added another sentence, pointing out that the eminent monk Huiqing doesn't like to make noise, so he can keep his story short , the eminent monk will definitely help solve the confusion with his heart.

The face of the eminent monk Huiqing didn't look like the old lady's peers at all, young and elegant, elegant and elegant, only his eyes revealed the wisdom and tolerance that cannot be precipitated by age.

The old lady performed a Buddhist salute respectfully, and said: "I'm sorry to disturb the eminent monk, believer daughter Zhu Wang, this is my grandson, Changsheng, and I greet the eminent monk."

Zhu Dingbei saluted in a regular manner, and sat beside Ning Heng. The old lady did not dare to waste the eminent monk's time, and said concisely: "To trouble the eminent monk today, I just want you to take a look at my grandson. ? He turned ten years old a few days ago, but his body is a little thinner than children of the same age."

Huiqing's eyes fell on Zhu Dingbei, but his clear, benevolent and peaceful eyes made Zhu Dingbei feel a pimple on his back somehow, as if he had seen through something.

Huiqing looked at Zhu Dingbei's face but was startled, because that face was too abnormal, he didn't say anything, but conservatively asked Zhu Dingbei to come forward to diagnose his pulse.

"It's nothing serious, Madam and Young Master don't need to worry."

Saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Facing the old lady's earnest eyes, he talked about Zhu Dingbei's physical condition in detail: "Young Master's physical condition is not inappropriate, but his soul is injured. Cultivate Qi with a calm mind, have a regular daily life, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and you will be able to make up for it.”

He asked the little novice to take his bodhi seed bracelet, put it on Zhu Dingbei's hand himself, patted the back of his hand, and said in a warm voice: "Son, this string of beads can only be taken off after three years, it is good for you. "

This statement is roughly the same as what the doctor invited by Ning Heng said.

After confirming that she was not involved in any kind of treachery, the old lady felt at ease, and after thanking her thousands of times, she took Zhu Dingbei and said that she was going to worship Buddha and petition.

Ning Heng was not accompanied, but stayed in the wing of the eminent monk Huiqing.

"What does Ah Heng want to ask?"

Different from the elegant and gentle temperament when facing the grandparents of the Zhu family, at this time, the eminent monk Huiqing with a smile on his face seemed to be caught in the fireworks of the world for a while, and became an ordinary elder.

Ning Heng didn't mince words with him: "You looked at Changsheng's face just now, what did you see?"

He has always observed people carefully, even though Huiqing didn't show any strangeness just now, he still caught the surprise that flashed in his eyes when he looked at Changsheng.

Huiqing didn't answer but instead asked: "I heard from the Empress Dowager that you have a special relationship with that child, what's so special about him that you cherish so much?"

Ning Heng raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to have time to talk about me."

Hui Qing was silent for a while, and replied helplessly: "I just saw that child's face was fascinated, and he seemed to be out of the body—"

"What did you say?!"

Ning Heng could hardly sit still, interrupted Huiqing rudely, and stared at Huiqing coldly.

Huiqing laughed, and continued: "This kind of face usually only appears on the face of people who are dying. I checked his pulse again, and the strange thing is that his body is very healthy, not short-lived. Then his The face is not accurate, maybe the child has walked through the gate of hell, the so-called narrow escape, the soul has been blocked and the body cannot be fully reconciled, so it will show this face."

"The bodhi seeds you gave him are enough?"

Ning Heng directly asked the key points.

"That's the best I can get—"

"what do you need?"

Knowing that there are better ones, Ning Heng is unwilling to let Changsheng die.

Huiqing couldn't help but stop talking, and carefully looked at Ning Heng, who was frowning, as if trying to see a flower on his face, until Ning Heng urged him impatiently, and then took a pen to write something on a piece of paper—— —The head of the Ning family opened his mouth, he doesn't need to be polite.

"It will take a year to prepare all these things, so let the child make do with the bodhi seed."

If outsiders know that the bodhi seeds that the eminent monk Huiqing has been wearing for more than ten years can only make do for others, how can it be embarrassing for those believers who have waited for more than ten years and have not seen the eminent monk Huiqing.

Seeing that Ning Heng carefully folded the paper with dry handwriting and put it in his sleeve, Huiqing wondered, "Are you paying too much attention to that child?"

Ning Heng stood up and said, "It's rare to have a close friend in life, and he should be the most important thing."

After finishing speaking, it didn't matter whether Huiqing had finished speaking or not, she left to find Zhu Dingbei's grandparents.

The eminent monk Huiqing looked at Ning Heng's back, and felt some bad premonition vaguely in his heart, but he couldn't tell the reason why, so he sighed after a long while and said: "Forget it, there is a destiny for fate, whether it is a blessing or a curse." He also has to go through it himself. I'd better stay far away from the old man, so as not to cause trouble for him."

The old lady knelt in front of the Buddha and made a pious wish. Seeing this, Zhu Dingbei did not dare to neglect her, and accompanied her all the way.When Ning Heng found him, he finally had someone to accompany him, so that he wouldn't be completely boring like a marionette.

Before leaving, the old lady also donated a large sum of incense money.

When he got into the carriage, he still held onto his hand tightly. Although he didn't dare to touch the bodhi seed, he kept his eyes on it for a moment. He repeatedly told him to put it on carefully and not to let go of his hand. Only after several promises from him did he feel at ease.

Although the old Hou Ye is not close to ghosts and gods, he is very careful when it comes to the safety of his grandson.Finally, the grandparents and grandsons were expected to come back. Knowing that the grandson was well and had received the treasure from the eminent monk Huiqing, it was rare for him to recite the Buddha twice.

The two elders enthusiastically kept Ning Heng for dinner, so naturally they didn't mention their thanks.

When sending Ning Heng out of the mansion, Zhu Dingbei asked in a low voice what he asked alone in Huiqing's eminent monk's room.

When Ning Heng looked at him, Zhu Dingbei twisted his neck, calmed down a bit, and said indifferently: "If it has nothing to do with me, you don't need to talk about it."

Ning Heng seldom hesitated, and after a while, he still told the truth about Huiqing seeing his face.

Zhu Dingbei was so startled that he almost tripped him. Ning Heng hurriedly pulled him to his side, and softly comforted him: "It should be the hidden danger left by the serious injury you fell from the horse before returning to Beijing. Monk Huiqing said Well, you are not seriously ill, you will be cured after two years of warming up and resting your soul."

Zhu Dingbei was not comforted at all, he sent him to the carriage with a stiff face, stared at the Bodhi on his wrist at the door for a long time, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, those who deal with the Buddha are very free.

Although he didn't see the experience of Zhu Dingbei's rebirth, Zhu Dingbei believed in the theory of facial features.

It must be that his 27-year-old soul failed to fuse in his young body, which caused this problem.Zhu Dingbei had never thought of such a possibility before, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid of his previous inadvertence. Fortunately, Ning Heng was stubborn by nature, and took a lot of requiem and nourishing things to help him fall asleep, otherwise it would only be worse now .

Zhu Dingbei didn't dare to be negligent up to this point, the string of Bodhisattvas was always on his hands, and he didn't take off the better jade pendant that Ning Heng got from the eminent monk Huiqing later.

Not two days after the day of Xiumu, the good news about the resettlement of the immigrants from Xianbei Mansion was finally submitted to the imperial case.

The immigrants settled in Xianbei Mansion when it was snowing in October in Xianbei, and now that November is almost over, they finally took root in Xianbei.Although it is inevitable that some old and weak women and children died of injuries and illnesses due to the severe cold winter, [-]% of the millions of migrants managed to save their lives.

Emperor Zhenyuan was happy for several days one after another, during which time the Xianbei Mansion was full of good news.First, the young and energetic King of the Huns was beheaded and fell, and then the immigrant people settled down without any danger.His majesty's heart fell, and even his dissatisfaction with the Zhu family's army was put aside for the time being. He praised the good job done by the Marshal of the army and horses, and generously bestowed a lot of gold and silver brocades on the Zhenbei Houfu.

Seeing that the twelfth lunar month is approaching, this turbulent year will finally be spent in joy, no one would have thought that His Majesty the Emperor would be relieved too early!

The first snowfall in Luojing auspiciously fell in the capital, auspicious for a good year, and someone thoughtlessly knocked on the Dali Temple's Drum of Worship at the close of the year.

This is the first time since Emperor Zhenyuan ascended the throne, someone has sounded the Drum of Wrath of Dali Temple—different from the Drum of Wrath of Grievance provided by the Jingzhao Yamen to the common people.

And this No.21 in the past 1 years did not "disappoint" the apprehensive minister of Dali Temple. He escorted the plaintiff who had finished the fight with the knife into the hall. When the master took the pleading paper, his face changed. After Dali Siqing saw it, his face was even uglier than him.While ordering the plaintiff to be detained in the prison of Dali Temple, and ordering a doctor to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, he rushed into the palace non-stop with the pleadings.

A paper pleading almost made Emperor Zhenyuan get sick again!

The Minister of Dali Temple knelt down and wished he didn't exist. Facing His Majesty's furious atmosphere, he didn't dare to say a word, and buried his head, not looking or listening.

"Go, go and call this Qiangui, I want to ask him personally!"

Emperor Zhenyuan smashed the inkstone, and then roared: "Immediately call me those who are above the third rank in the military aircraft department, as well as the two prime ministers Zhong Shuling, the household department and the military department. Ask them about their usual errands! ... and the Marquis of Zhenbei."

The eunuch Dongsheng kept his tail between his legs, and repeatedly ordered the eunuchs outside the hall to go to the various prefectures to make rice paper.

"Your Majesty, please calm down and take care of the dragon body, Your Majesty."

The eunuch Dongsheng timidly cleaned up the smashed pen, ink and inkstone in the imperial study. Emperor Zhenyuan's eyes were dark, and he held the paper and looked at it again, almost biting his silver teeth.

After all, this year is still not going well.