Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The Buddhist monk's debate about whether the "Heart Sutra" is a Pseudo-Scripture did not affect Yaoying, but she felt that there were still monks discussing the matter in private, but she did not dare to quarrel in public.

Prajna and Yuanjue were also involved. Yaoying bumped into the two of them several times, as if arguing with others.

She is an outsider, it is difficult to inquire about the temple affairs in the monastery.

Lao Qi took in the Hu Nu who came to ask for help according to her instructions, and changed to the strange stone honey food and horse milk bought from Hu Shangkang University. However, Kang Da said he did not have black pearl grape varieties, because this grape tastes sour and slightly sour. It has a bitter taste and small particles. It is a discarded variety and is rare in the Western Regions.

Yaoying asked Xie Peng to send a message to Lao Qi, asking him to find a way to ask Hu Shang to search for black pearls in Gaochang. This variety of grapes is indeed not as sweet and full as other grapes when ripe, but it is very suitable for winemaking.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the fruits are harvested. Yaoying and the soldiers can eat all kinds of fresh fruits and melons every day. Courgettes that can only be seen at the Royal Palace Banquet in Central Plains abound here. Xie Chongtian holds Eat, have troubled the stomach for several days.

On this day, Ashina Bisuo's personal soldiers returned to report the letter on a fast horse. Bisuo had to delay a few days to return. Haidu Aling was too cunning, he couldn't find a chance to start, and he was unwilling to come back like this.

Yuanjue told Yaoying that the weather was too hot and it was not a good time to hurry. When Bi Suo came back, it happened to be cooler. At that time, he went to Gaochang as an ambassador and didn't have to suffer too much on the road.

Yaoying estimated the days and added a few thick leather jackets to her bag. Although it is very hot during the day, it is not as hot and humid as Jing Nan. As long as she hides in the house or under the shade of a tree, it is very cool, but it is really cold at night. She has to cover herself with a blanket when she sleeps at night on a hot day.

Now she has only personal soldiers by her side. These big men are very carefree. Xie Qing is not a maid. She has to take care of her daily life and prepare personal things to avoid making troubles on the way.

After a few days of busy work, Yaoying remembered one thing. After morning class that day, she found that Yuanjue was in the main hall and came to look for him.

The guard knew her identity and directed her to go inside. When she reached the place, a loud noise came from behind the low wall.

Yaoying looked inside.

Prajna was standing in the courtyard, arguing with several monks, the sun above his head was venomous, and people were dizzy. Several people stood in the scorching sun.

Yaoying avoided the promenade, standing on tiptoes and looking around.

The first time she saw monks arguing in the temple, she was surprised, because in the Central Plains, monks are generally not so agitated and rude because of the debate. It is different in the royal court. The monks are very strong in arguing. They can not only laugh at each other and ridicule each other. Push and pull are also allowed.

Prajna had a mouth that was hard to beat. He quarreled for a while, and was defeated. He should surrender according to the rules. He refused to bow his head because of his neck, and his eyes were red with anxiety.

Footsteps on the other side of the corridor sounded, Yuanjue walked over and saw the scene in the courtyard, softly berating Prajna, asking him to surrender.

Prajna is dull and silent.

In the embarrassing stalemate, Yaoying coughed twice and walked slowly out of the shady corridor, smiling at everyone: "The heat is unbearable, and it's rare to be cool."

The word Qingliang had a profound meaning, and several monks were taken aback, clasped their hands towards her, and walked on their own.

Prajna stared at the backs of several monks with an angry expression on his face.

Yuan Jue handed over to Yaoying, Yaoying waved her hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong, and glanced at the prajna: "You know you can't win against them, why don't you admit defeat?"

Prajna snorted and raised his chest: "They are disrespectful to the king, and I will never give in to them!"

Yuanjue cursed him in a low voice: "Since you have lost the argument, you have to surrender! The reputation of the king is not because you won a debate."

Prajna was speechless, with aggrieved expression on his face.

Yaoying frowned lightly: "Why are they disrespectful to the mage?"

She didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, Prajna's eyes became even redder.

"They just disrespect the king!"

He pointed to the direction where the monk was leaving and roared, slowly telling the cause and effect.

The monks in these temples often gather together to discuss the Apocrypha, and then talk about the Sanskrit version of Tamaraga.

Yaoying asked: "Do they not recognize his translation?"

Prajna's eyes widened: "Wang is proficient in Sanskrit, how could they not recognize Wang's translation!"

Yaoying's mouth twitched.

Prajna glared at her several times, and then said: "They said that the king could have achieved greater success in reading scriptures well, either in writing or translating, but the king did not. He delayed his practice."

It turns out that the monks in the monastery believed that Tamara Gha was talented and knowledgeable. There was a high-ranking monk who predicted that he would become a great artifact of the generation of Buddhism. However, he could not concentrate on studying the scriptures, not only distracted to manage the secular affairs of the royal court, and sometimes even Leading the army to fight, but also reused the connivance of the cruel and vicious regent, only killing evil, thankless, unable to accumulate merits like promoting Buddhism, bring blessings, and wasted his roots of wisdom.

Yaoying thoughtfully.

The words of these monks happened to hit a question that lingered in her mind.

There are many sects of Buddhism. People in different regions have different understandings of the Scriptures, or for the purpose of propagating their own ideas, they have organized their own theoretical system based on the Buddhist teachings, and then different branches and sects have emerged, such as those in the Central Plains. Zen Buddhism, Tiantai Buddhism, Sanlun Buddhism, Faxiang Buddhism and so on.

For a monk who believes in purdue sentient beings, he must hope that he can write what he has learned in his life into a scripture, start a school, guide the world, and help more people to escape the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore.

Tamara Gha has long been famous, and he is also a noble prince. With such a status and status, why hasn't his writings been handed down to the world?

He was named Zhenxiyu before his death, and after his death, it was like a plume of smoke in front of the Buddha, without a trace.

Nothing is left.

Yaoying sat beside him that day, watching him translate Chinese scriptures on the spot. Judging from the reactions of other monks, he not only translated quickly, but also translated so smoothly that the monks believed that there was indeed an original Sanskrit version.

She believed that as long as he wanted to, he could have started to write essays long ago.

After the age of thirteen, he got rid of the control of the nobles and gained real power, and no one dared to stop him from practicing.

Yaoying thought for a long time, and felt that there was only one explanation that could barely make sense: Tamara Gha's responsibility is too heavy. He takes saving the people as his own duty, so naturally he has no time to write scriptures and arguments.

Obviously the monks thought the same way, so there was a lot of discussion, complaining that he did not meet the expectations of the public and wasted the wisdom root.

Prajna finished arguing with the monk and sniffed, "How can they criticize the king so much?"

Yuanjue sighed and said, "Don't argue with them in the future, the king won't care about these things."

Yaoying returned to her senses, looked at Prajna, and said, "I heard that your name was taken by a mage?"

She suddenly turned away from the subject, both Yuanjue and Prajna looked at a loss, and the latter nodded.

Yaoying sneered: "Pajra means masterful wisdom in Sanskrit, and your name is not very good."

Prajna was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red when he reacted.

Before he could speak, Yaoying smiled and said with a smile: "The monks say this to the master because they have high hopes for the master. You are a lay disciple, and you shouldn't argue with them on the basis of Buddhism. You can't argue with them. They don't. If you understand the mage’s pursuit, you will naturally not understand the mage’s choice. If you let your tongue shine, they can also find a reason to refute you."

The corner of Prajna's eyes was slanted, and her eyes were full of suspicion when she looked at Yaoying: "The princess said so...Does the princess agree with our king?"

Yaoying nodded openly and said: "Next time you argue with a monk, don’t hold on to the principles of Buddhism. It’s a personal choice to be born or enter the world. You can stay away from the world and stay away from the mundane. Of course, you can concentrate on practicing, but if Everyone only seeks self-liberation. What should the royal court do? What should the people do? The mage is a high monk and a country's monarch. He cares about all the people and does not care about personal gains or losses. What he seeks is the liberation of sentient beings, not his personal fame. "

"Countries have been in chaos for decades, people are displaced, lives are like grass, but the royal court is stable and peaceful, the people of all ethnic groups live and work in peace, the market is crowded, businessmen gather, and the goods from all countries are dazzling..."

Yaoying stood in front of the promenade, her eyes were black and shining, and she said one word: "These are the master's interpretation of the Dharma, and the master's achievements!"

In the troubled times, Tamaraga blessed a creature.

Yaoying always admires such people, because she knows what it's like to struggle to survive in troubled times.

Yuanjue and Prajna's heart trembled, looking at Yaoying's beautiful face, speechless for a long time.

After a while, the two looked at each other and sighed: "But the monks in the temple don't think so."

Yaoying couldn't help but sigh.

Those who hold salaries for everyone should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow.

However, the fact is that heroes remembered by the world are often lonely and lonely.

Yuanjue and Prajna actually some agree with the monks' views, so when arguing with monks lack confidence, naturally they can't argue with each other.

They are the most loyal guards around Tamaraga, and they cannot understand Tamaraga.

Although a cold and sensible person like Tamaraga certainly does not need ordinary people's understanding, Yaoying still feels sorry for him.

She looked towards Prajna: "You can refute other monks from other angles. When they talk about mages in the future, you just ask them, ten years ago, who led the Chinese army to defeat Bei Rong? Who saved the people of the royal court? Who protects the Buddhist temple? Who enshrines their food, clothing, shelter, and transportation? The Buddha is compassionate. Can the Master see death without saving?"

Yaoying blinked.

"There is an original sentence among us, pick up the bowl for dinner, put down the bowl and scold your mother."

Prajna's eyes lit up.

Yaoying went on to say: "If the monks say that all this is vain, and Scripture is the ultimate salvation, you can ask them to think about Master Mengda."

Buddhism originated in Tianzhu, but due to various complicated reasons and its teachings have not been able to adapt to the changes of current events, it has gradually divorced from the needs of the people. What is the result? Tianzhu's Buddhism gradually declined. It is from this understanding that Deva Munda will travel thousands of miles to the Central Plains and the Western Regions, hoping to explore the truths that make Buddhism have a long history.

Prajna nodded in agreement, hesitated for a moment, turned sideways, whispered in Sanskrit and Fate, with a solemn expression, while speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Yaoying.

Yaoying smiled and said nonsense: "Why, is Little Master Prajna talking bad about me again?"

Prajna blushed with shame, snorted, turned and ran away.

Yuanjue Chao Yaoying respectfully folded her palms: "Prajna said just now that since the princess moved into the Buddhist temple, she has cleaned her lead, practiced honestly, and considered everything for the king. It can be seen that she is sincere to the king. He used to blame you."

Yaoying was dazed, shook her head and laughed, and said, "It's a pity, I have studied Sanskrit hard these days, and I have learned a few curse words, and I am preparing to have a Sanskrit argument with Prajna."

Yuanjue chuckled: "How can a princess learn vulgar language because she is so noble?"

Yaoying shook her head and said earnestly: "Master Yuanjue, I learned Sanskrit with Konwei, just to understand when Prajna scolds me, and then sneered on the spot."

Yuanjue laughed.

In front of the flower wall is lush and full of flower vines, the two of them walked down the promenade and laughed and talked, suddenly a golden arc flashed in the corner.

There was a deep gurgling sound under the shade of the tree.

Yuanjue immediately stopped, raised his arm, and stood in front of Yaoying.

The golden light shivered in the shadow, and a colorful leopard jumped out from the dirt wall, his body was vigorous, his coat was shiny, and his pupils reflected bright sunlight.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Yuanjue's face, and he quickly looked around for a week, smiling and calming Yaoying in a low voice: "The princess need not be afraid, Ari will not hurt people for no reason."

Yaoying whispered: "It's okay, this leopard saved me."

Sultan Gu and Hua Leopard suddenly appeared that night and rescued her from Haidu Aling. Now seeing Hua Leopard, she was not as scared as before.

The leopard shrugged, wagged his tail, and circled the two slowly, looking very lazy, as if touring his own territory.

Yaoying cast her eyes down, without looking at it.

Leopard glanced at her, wondering if she felt familiar, suddenly a leaned forward, his paw hooked the corner of her skirt, and the furry leopard head rubbed her skirt.

Yuanjue let out a soft cry, clenched fists with both hands, stared at the leopard nervously, a few drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Yaoying was even more stiff, holding her breath and daring not to move.

The dry wind blew her hair down on her temples and brushed her cheeks, making her itchy.

Yuan Jue shook his head towards Yaoying: Princess, don't move.

The leopard got closer and closer, so close that you could hear its breathing, Yaoying rolled over her body, gritted her teeth, and let the leopard get closer to her.

Just when she was about to be unable to hold on, the leopard suddenly trembled all over, looked back, sniffed the air, and leaped lightly towards the earth wall.

The vines made a sound, and the colorful leopard shadow disappeared into the shadow.

Yaoying persisted for a while, making sure that the leopard hadn't turned around, and let out a long breath.

Yuanjue apologized to her: "Unexpectedly, Ari would hide there and startled the princess."

Yaoying smiled and signaled that there was nothing wrong.

Yuanjue escorted her back, watched her walk away, immediately turned around, and walked quickly across the corridor.

The golden light flashed in front, and the leopard walked through the courtyard with graceful steps, gently climbed up the corridor, wagging his tail towards a man, raised his head, and rubbed the man's leg.

The man lowered his head, with deep blue eyes.

Leopard holds his head up, looking at him expectantly.

The man leaned over, spread his palms, and held a string of beads on his wrist several times.

The leopard rubbed his palm, grunted coquettishly, lay on his side with satisfaction, and began to lick his paw.

Yuanjue followed up into the yard and knelt on one knee: "Wang, Princess Wen Zhao just came here."

Tamara Gha lifted his eyes and gave a hum, dressed in a light gray monk's clothes, which made his figure very tall and straight.

"Why is Ari here?"

Yuan Jue said: "The subordinates don't know it, but the person in charge may be lazy for a while and let it sneak out."

Tamaraga looked calm and said, "Send it back to the animal garden, don't let it scare people."

Fate knew that Tamara Gha saw the leopard teasing Princess Wen Zhao just now, so respectfully it should be.

Tamara Gha raised his hand, held the beads and shook it lightly, making a gesture.

"Ari, go."

The leopard got up docilely and followed Yuanjue down the promenade.

Yuanjue led the leopard and walked out of the yard lightly, and suddenly the voice of Tamaraga came from behind him.

"What is Princess Wen Zhao doing here?"

Yuanjue was startled, turned around, and said: "Princess Wen Zhao said...that night when the Regent rescued her, she seemed to be injured. I don't know if the injury is healed. , She can send some more."

Tamara Gya frowned: "What medicine?"

Yuanjue whispered: "The princess is worried about the regent’s injury. General Toashina sent some medicine... The general may have forgotten about it."

Tamara Gha did not make a sound, his face was calm and indifferent.

Yuanjue waited for a while, and saw that Tamaragarh had no other instructions, and when he was about to retire, Tamaragarh called him: "Tell the princess that you don't need to send medicine anymore, and accept her kindness."

"Yes."

Yuanjue should be here and take the leopard out of the courtyard.

As he walked through the promenade, he suddenly stopped in front of the wall of flowers, looked back at the dense vines on the wall, and frowned slightly.

When Princess Wen Zhao had a conversation with Prajna, did Wang always stand behind the wall of flowers?

Did Wang hear what Princess Wen Zhao said?

Princess Wen Zhao said that the monks in the temple do not understand the king, who knows the king?

Yuanjue was in a daze for a while, and the leopard slapped him impatiently. He laughed and cursed: "You scared the princess again today!"

One person and one leopard left the Buddhist temple from the inaccessible road and went straight to the animal park.

…

Since Yaoying taught Prajna how to refute other monks, Prajna changed his previous attitude towards her and came to ask her from time to time.

He developed a keen interest in Chinese, especially when he learned from Yaoying to curse people in Chinese without dirty words, he was even more thirsty for knowledge.

Yaoying taught him patiently at first, but afterwards she was troubled, when Prajna came again, she sent her soldiers to teach him how to curse.

Prajna was anxious and held his chest up and said: "Isn't the princess learning Sanskrit? I can teach the princess Sanskrit! The princess teaches me the sayings of the Central Plains, we are fair trade! I will definitely teach the princess well."

Yaoying thought about it for a while, felt that the deal was good, and agreed to continue teaching Prajna.

The two were mentors and apprentices to each other. After a few days of learning, Prajna learned a few simple sentences in Chinese, and Yaoying also learned a few curses in Sanskrit.

When the people of the royal court picked the last batch of ripe grapes to be dried, the Shacheng guard sent a message back: Bi Suo, who was envoy to Bei Rong, was back and came back in a carriage.

Yaoying immediately checked her luggage, added some supplies, and set off only when Bi Suo returned.

On the day Bi Suo came back, Yuanjue went to greet him outside the city, and did not return to the Buddhist temple until night.

He brought back the bad news: Bi Suo injured his leg, so he returned to China in a carriage.

Yaoying frowned: Will the trip to Gaochang be postponed again?

Before she had time to discuss the matter with Bi Suo, Yuanjue sent a few good horses for her and her soldiers to choose.

"Princess, you count the manpower these two days, get ready to pack, and set off in three days."

Yaoying asked in surprise, "Is General Ashina's injury healed?"

Yuanjue shook his head: "General Ashina injured his thigh and could not ride a horse for a month... The king said it should not be too late, and he will send the regent and the princess to go with him."

Sultan Gu?

Yaoying was stunned and nodded. Sultan had been to Gaochang in ancient times and was familiar with the road. It would be better to be accompanied by him.

Although Sultan was so fierce and evil, she was not afraid of him at all.

He is not a villain.