Twilight Cloud Returns

This is the second time Wuqing has heard the little prince mention returning to vulgarity.

The first time was in the Xunfeng Pavilion, the little prince teased him, saying that he was waiting for him to return to vulgarity.

However, it is absolutely impossible for Wuqing to return to vulgarity.

Master Huijue often praised him as the most intelligent disciple of Huishan Temple, and he never forgets the scriptures.

Even though the folk customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty were open, it was not uncommon for monks to return to secular life, marry wives and have children, but the plan to grow up with the ancient Buddha with the green lamp was made early in the morning.

He wants to educate more people and inspire them to do good deeds.

How can he return to vulgarity?

Wuqing felt that the little prince's statement was ridiculous, and he had clearly sworn not to play tricks on him, but he forgot about it when he turned around.

He turned over angrily, pretending that he hadn't heard the rambunctious words, but his heart was beating wildly for no reason.I don't know how long it took before Wuqing fell asleep.

Yun Chuxiu stood outside the window for a long time, until she heard the little monk's even breathing, and then she left with confidence under the moonlight.

He didn't know why he said that.

As soon as he saw the little monk, he always thought of putting all the best things in the world in front of him, and Bo Jun smiled.

The little monk's joys, anger, sorrows and joys always tugged at Yun Chuxiu's heart unintentionally.

For so many years, Yun Chuxiu realized for the first time in his life what it is like to miss someone.

When he returned to the room, he saw two Buddhist scriptures laying quietly on the table, and on the title page it was written impressively - for the little prince.

Yun Chuxiu couldn't help but frowned.

Is he small...?

The next day.

It is better to get up early in the morning and change clothes.

Gu Xiaorui sent a vegetarian breakfast, "The little prince said, let the master eat breakfast before leaving, in case you will be hungry in the carriage."

Wuqing drank the porridge, but his eyes were erratic. He kept looking out, but he never saw a familiar figure.

After the meal, Wuqing packed the windmill and gave it to Junior Brother Wushuang, his eyes stayed on the cat lantern, full of entanglements.In the end, he put it and the windmill in his bag, and followed Gu Xiaorui out of the house.

The carriage with the word "cloud" printed on it had already been prepared and stopped in front of the palace.

Gu Xiaorui moved down the small stool and respectfully said, "Master, please."

"Thank you sir."

Wuqing stepped on the small stool, looking back again, there was nothing but the busy servants in the palace.

Wuqing didn't know what he was looking forward to, but Gu Xiaorui's voice woke him up.

"Master is looking for the little prince?"

As if someone had penetrated his mind, Wuqing quickly got into the carriage, and replied sullenly: "Young monk has no such intention."

Gu Xiaorui put away the small stool, jumped into the carriage, and was about to drive, but he still explained: "The little prince went to the palace before dawn, and he didn't bring the little one with him, so I let the little one take you into the palace."

I went to the palace before dawn... It was so cold last night, did you wear enough clothes?Have enough sleep?Have you eaten now?

Wuqing was about to blurt out subconsciously, and her thoughts suddenly changed—what happened to me?

He must have not woken up, he shook his head, clasped his hands together in the carriage, and chanted scriptures in a low voice.

Prince Yun's Mansion is not far from the imperial city, and it takes only half a quarter of an hour to arrive.

It's just that the palace is very big, and Wuqing remembers that it took some time to get to the Fahua Palace.

Gu Xiaorui jumped out of the car and bowed to Wuqing, "The little prince told me that everything I did was safe, so I will leave first."

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness. Thank you, Master Gu, for taking care of you all the way. The little monk will definitely pray for the Lord."

Gu Xiaorui is a person who does not dislike many blessings, and he was very happy to hear that Wuqing wanted to pray for him.

Gu Xiaorui drove away in the carriage, and Senior Brother Wuchen came out to meet him, looked him over, and said excitedly: "It's okay, okay, Junior Brother is fine. Otherwise, Senior Brother will be to blame for death."

Wuqing lowered her head in shame, "It's my brother who was disturbed by the prosperity of the capital, and made you brothers worry about me."

Wu Chen roughly understood what had happened from Wu Qing. Now that Wu Qing was safe and sound, he warned: "Don't get too involved with those members of the royal family, and follow the brothers closely in the future, and don't mention it to others. Don't cause trouble again in these two days."

Wu Chen was afraid that there was something strange inside, so he decided to bring back all the disciples from Huishan Temple safely.

It was the first time Wuqing saw senior brother Wuchen being so cautious, but he was the elder of all the senior brothers and the oldest, so Wuqing nodded and kept his words in his heart.

Brother Wulu came out and saw Wuqing who had disappeared for two days, and teased him: "Senior Brother Wuchen sent you to buy a windmill for Junior Brother Wushuang, but it took you so long to buy it?"

Wuqing froze in place at first, and then realized that senior brother Wuchen had lied for him, so he had no choice but to agree, "I lost my way on the way, fortunately, thanks to the nobleman for help..."

Wulu is just like the dharma name given to him by his master, he does nothing, he doesn't like to use his brain, and he doesn't doubt such lame reasons.Although he is a monk, he loves worldly things.

It was a bit cold outside, so Wulu dragged Wuqing into the hall, put his hands in his wide sleeves, and happily told him what he had seen and heard recently.

"Junior Brother Wuqing, do you know the two heroes in the capital?"

Wuqing shook his head, "Are you praising a talented benefactor?"

Seeing that he didn't know, Wulu began to talk endlessly: "But this is not a good name. I heard that it was given to the two richest sons in the capital by the common people's benefactors--Yun Xiaowangye and Rongxiang's son Rong. few."

As soon as Wu Qing heard the name of the little prince, he argued subconsciously: "The little prince is not a dude."

"You little junior brother, you are so good at stealing senior brother's words, and you don't know little prince Yun." Wulu ignored Wuqing's change of expression, and continued, "The former emperor Zhou Huaidi had two sons, one son is The other son of the current Holy Majesty is Little Prince Yun."

"I heard from the benefactor in the palace that when the first emperor was alive, the little prince Yun and his mother concubine Yun Guifei were very favored. After the emperor succeeded to the throne, he also doted on the younger brother, especially the queen mother, who spoiled the little prince even more. But the little prince It just happened that he failed to acquire half of the late emperor's talents, and Hualiu Lane in the capital is his favorite place to go. The benefactor Yuwan, who is in the drunken rouge, and him..."

"Senior brother, you are overstepping!" Wuqing suddenly became angry and interrupted Wulu, "This is in the palace, senior brother, your words and deeds represent Huishan Temple and Master. Besides, monks don't talk about right and wrong, senior brother, you broke the precepts .”

Wulu knocked on his forehead, covered his mouth and looked around from the corner of his eye, fearing that the wall might have ears, he muttered: "It's better that Junior Brother Wuqing is thoughtful..."

But after Wulu finished speaking, he felt uncomfortable, "After returning to the meditation room, senior brother will tell you about Rongxiang's son in detail. These two have won the title of the two heroes of the capital with their nicknames behind them..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a eunuch benefactor outside the hall, "Master Wulu, can you please pray for my family members far away in the frontier?"

Wulu heard the sound and left, and replied kindly: "Amitabha, praying for blessings is what a monk should do..."

Wuqing only felt really irritable in his heart.He paid homage to the Buddha in the main hall with great devotion, but he still didn't get rid of his inner anxiety.

He simply got up and went to Brother Wuchen to see if there was anything else he needed to help.

Wulu wrote down the birthdays of the eunuch's benefactor's family, and when he turned around, he found that Wuqing had long since disappeared from the hall.

"Junior brother, I think my temper has changed after I bought the windmill these two days."

He looked at the Buddha and sighed helplessly: "If the disciple has a family background as good as the little prince, he will definitely make contributions to my great Zhou."

In the afternoon, Wuchen was so busy that he didn't have time to go to various palaces with his servants to deliver scriptures.

He looked at his juniors, all of them were preparing for the upcoming ritual ceremony the day after tomorrow.

Since Wuqing was always weak, Wuchen didn't dare to overwork him, instead he became the most leisurely one among the fellow apprentices.

"Senior brother, or let the younger brother follow the servant and benefactor to deliver the scriptures." Wuqing volunteered.

Wuchen was obviously a little embarrassed, "This..."

He was worried about going alone without Xin Wuqing, after all, something like that just happened.

The servant couldn't bear the babbling of these bald heads, and couldn't help but urged: "Masters, have you decided on a candidate? The Queen Mother is still waiting for the slaves to go to work!"

Wu Chen took out a string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve, secretly stuffed them into the hands of the servant, and said respectfully: "I have to trouble the benefactor to send back the little monk, the younger brother. He is the first to enter the palace, and he doesn't know much about the rules. I'm not familiar with it, please give me some pointers."

The inner servant weighs the Buddha beads, which are made of fine sandalwood.So his eyeballs turned cleverly, his attitude changed drastically, and he put on a fake smile all over his face, and the address in his mouth also changed accordingly.

"Look at how polite the master is! This servant is dedicated to this job and dedicated to Buddha, so he will definitely send this master back."

It was the Buddhist bead that Senior Brother Wuchen was most reluctant to wear, and it passed into the hands of a benefactor who clearly did not worship the Buddha.

Wu Qing just wanted to stubbornly say that he could come back alone, but was stared back by Wu Chen's sharp eyes.

He followed behind the servant, and the other young eunuchs walked towards the harem with scriptures.

The servant took advantage of Wuchen and was very disrespectful along the way.Every time he came to a palace, he would tell him who lived in it and what to call him.

"Master Wuqing, in front of you is the Ningshou Palace, the residence of the Empress Dowager. The Rong family of the Empress Dowager's mother's family is very prominent. The Prime Minister of the dynasty is the elder brother of the Empress Dowager, and the Holy One is the mother-in-law of the Empress Dowager. It is really honorable. Incredibly."

The servant personally took over the scriptures from the little eunuch at the back, "But you don't have to be afraid, the queen mother is gentle and generous, and she is very kind to humble servants like me. As long as the master delivers the scriptures, rewards are indispensable."

Although Wuqing didn't like such flattering people, but Master always taught all beings to be equal, he still calmly thanked: "Thank you for your guidance."

The servant raised the scriptures above his head with both hands, and guided Wuqing into the main hall of Ningshou Palace.

Other than the little prince, it was the first time that Wu Qing saw a real royal person, and he was also the master of the harem.

The Empress Dowager sat behind the beaded curtain, although she couldn't see her face, she could still feel the majesty she exuded.

He performed the Buddhist ritual respectfully and presented the scriptures.

"The little monk Huishan Temple Wuqing came to present Buddhist scriptures to the Queen Mother."

As the servant said, the Empress Dowager rewarded Huishan Temple with many high-quality Buddhist temple supplies.

But Wuqing couldn't feel any relief in this oppressive atmosphere.

Just when she was about to withdraw, the originally peaceful queen mother suddenly asked: "Master Wuqing, I heard that you just entered the palace today? Why didn't you enter the palace with your senior brothers?"

Wuqing's body trembled suddenly, and he froze in place.

The author says:

The title is adapted from Li Shangyin's "Liubei Pavilion on March [-]th" "Magnolia has lost its spring period". Don't forget the cute little one who still needs to take the exam~