It was still dark, and the room was dark, with only a glimmer of light coming through the cracks in the curtains on the windows. The lotus nestled in Zhu Yunwen's arms, sleeping soundly.
Zhu Yunwen looked at the hourglass on the side table. It was time to go to the morning court. He gently pulled out the arm under Lotus's neck and tried to get up by himself. Not wanting Lianhua to feel it in her sleep, she hugged Zhu Yunwen's body and muttered "Don't leave" without opening her eyes, as if she was reluctant to let go in her dream. Zhu Yunwen's heart was filled with excitement. He leaned over and kissed Lianhua on the cheek, murmuring: "I now know why the king will not come to court early from now on." Lotus still hasn't woken up. She only heard the words "Don't go to court early" in the hazy state. She still closed her eyes, but she whispered with joy: "You don't want to go to court early?" His arms were hung on Zhu Yunwen's neck, and his skin was as smooth as silk. It stuck to his body.
Zhu Yunwen was full of love and pity, turned over and stepped onto the lotus. Put your hands on her cheeks, lean down and kiss her gently: from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows to her soft lips and earlobes. Lianhua felt the caress and tenderness in the darkness while she was half asleep, and couldn't help but tilt her head back slightly. Zhu Yunwen was encouraged and became more excited and kissed her passionately. Lianhua was still sleepy, and this kind of skin-to-skin contact aroused a wave of heat, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble. Zhu Yunwen was thrown out of the sky early in the morning, the tip of his tongue teased and turned, and his body pressed closer.
Zhu Yunwen has been married for seven years, and their sexual intercourse has always ended in a hurry, not only because the young man has difficulty controlling himself, but also because he is facing an eldest sister. Therefore, when I see the descriptions of sex in bed in ancient poems and articles, I often wonder what they mean. After becoming the emperor's grandson, I was busy with official duties, and it was even rarer to go to Ma Shuyi's place. I lay alone at night without much reverie. But for more than a month, because I love Lotus so much in my heart, I always want to give her pleasure tenderly and lovingly. Every silky eye movement, every subtle reaction, and every moan of joy comes from the blending of fish and water. , all gave Zhu Yunwen great satisfaction. Only then did I know that there is such a pleasant feeling of conquest through giving. Seeing your sweetheart enjoy your caress, this kind of inner satisfaction is far beyond the physical pleasure.
Although Lianhua doesn't understand, she deeply feels Zhu Yunwen's love and knows that he only wants to make her happy. This kind of tenderness is far more attractive than the actual caress. Lianhua knew that she was very lucky. Her husband, with the majestic dignity of a grandson, was so humbly serving her on the bed. The only explanation was that he loved her. He couldn't help but raised his head, held Zhu Yunwen's hair in his hands and gently rubbed it, and called out softly: "Yunlang! Kiss me!"
When Zhu Yunwen heard this tender call, he was immediately in a state of confusion. He leaned down and kissed her soft lips inch by inch. His hands were caressing her, and he gradually felt a shiver from the hot touch.
At this time, the emperor's grandson was quite annoyed that he usually skipped over pornographic poems and songs whenever he read them, and even dismissed them as being able to memorize them. One day, I saw an erotic poem said to be written by Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty: "I drink wine in front of others, and embrace them by nephrite lamps. I look back at the poem with emotion..." He also threw away the book and said "vulgar". If you learn more knowledge, wouldn't it be useful at this time? The kissing continued in annoyance, and gasps and moans gradually sounded in the darkness. There was pity in the pleasure, and full of love in the joy. Should love be a dual union of body and soul
I don't know how long it took, Lianhua fell into a deep sleep, as if she felt Zhu Yunwen kissing her gently goodbye, and gently left the room, but she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes. When I woke up, it was already bright and there were palace maids coming and going in the yard.
Lianhua secretly screamed that it was bad, jumped out of bed in a hurry, washed herself and put on makeup, and hurriedly went to see Princess Lu to say hello. Fortunately, Mrs. Lu hadn't gotten up yet and had already told the palace maid that she didn't need to say hello. Lotus breathed a sigh of relief. I went to say goodbye to Ma Shuyi again, and then took Haishou and Zhien to see Tianxi Temple.
The early spring sunshine shines warmly into the Sutra Pavilion, where ancient wooden shelves are filled with sutras. "Hongwu Nanzang" began to be printed in the fifth year of Hongwu, and it was only completed in the thirty-first year of Hongwu. With a total of more than 1,600 volumes, the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Tianxi Temple is known as the largest in the country and is filled to the brim.
Abbot Hui Ren and Lian Hua sat by the window, each holding a scripture and reading it. Xuan Xin was also on the side, replying to a pile of letters from the temple.
Lian Hua suddenly raised his head and asked Hui Ren: "Abbott, is the classification of "Hongwu Nanzang" divided into vehicles first and then into Tibetan?"
Huiren smiled and replied: "Yes, it is based on the previous "Kaiyuan Buddhist Teachings Briefly", which first divides Mahayana and Hinayana, and then divides the Tripitaka on Sutras and Vinayas." He paused and said: "However, there is no "Kaiyuan Buddhist Teachings Briefly". The collection, and the newly translated Buddhist scriptures later, are not divided in this way, and are generally collected at the back."
Lianhua nodded and said: "Then it's no wonder that the more than three hundred volumes are in disarray and it's difficult to find a single scripture."
Hui Ren asked with a smile: "Which book are you looking for?"
"Collected Commentary on the Prajna Heart Sutra," Lianhua said, standing up and continuing to search on the shelf.
Xuan Xin said from the side: "This book is not in "Hongwu Nanzang". I will take you back to the Sutra Storage Building in front. There should be a Song Dynasty version."
Lianhua stopped and asked curiously: "Why not? Isn't this a basic scripture?"
Xuanxin put down the pen in his hand and explained: "Hongwu Nanzang has been printed since the fifth year of Hongwu. At that time, there was no planning and it was a bit hurried. Many scriptures were not included, such as "Dharma Protector" and "Secret Mantra" There are no such scriptures as "Collection of the Past Lives" and "Short Commentary on the Sutra of Enlightenment". The order of arrangement is not uniform."
Lotus sighed softly: "Yes, actually it would be easier if we divided it first and then multiplied it."
Xuan Xin thought for a while and said: "Anyway, we will print it again. Then we can suggest changes." Lianhua was stunned when she saw Xuan Xin's understatement.
Little did she know that Tianxi Temple had an extremely respected status among the temples of the Ming Dynasty and was the number one temple. It is not only the top temple in the south of the Yangtze River, but also the center of Buddhism in the country. Sutras and Buddhist scriptures are all carved here.
Sure enough, the Tripitaka was re-engraved more than ten years later. Tianxi Temple was already building the Great Baoen Temple at that time. Xuanxin recalled what he had said to Lianhua today and reported it to Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di ordered to improve it one by one, and it became "Yongle South". "Hidden", hidden in Dabaoen Temple. This is a later story.
While several people were talking, Xuanzhi suddenly ran over and said hurriedly: "The prince and grandson from the palace are here to announce the decree." He looked at the lotus and said, "The emperor and grandson are here together."
Lian Hua was startled and followed Hui Ren and Xuan Xin Xuan Zhi to the main hall.
Wang Zhi held the imperial edict in his hand and stood proudly in the center of the hall. Next to him stood Zhu Yunwen. Behind him, headed by the eunuchs of the Taizu Temple, a large group of eunuch guards held various flowers and incense candles.
Hui Ren was confused and led the monks to kneel down to receive the order. When Lianhua saw Zhu Yunwen, she couldn't help but blush when she remembered this morning. Zhu Yunwen smiled and waved, and the two stood aside.
Wang Zhi opened the imperial edict and preached loudly: "In order to take advantage of heaven's fortune, the emperor issued an edict: Abbot Huiren of Tianxi Temple, a eminent monk, compassionate, courageous, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, is hereby canonized as the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty, to bless our Ming Dynasty to be prosperous and prosperous. This picture will last forever. The parietal bone relics of the Buddha stored in Tianxi Temple are our immortal treasures of the Ming Dynasty. They were immediately sent to the palace to be kept and treasured by Ouchi. I admire this!"
After hearing the imperial edict, Hui Ren felt something in his heart. The emperor wanted the parietal bone relic of the Buddha, but he was afraid that he would disapprove of it, so he first promoted himself as the national master. He did not hesitate to resort to such means openly to show that he was determined to win.
However, the parietal bone relic of the Buddha is originally a Buddhist treasure. It has been enshrined in the pagoda since the death of the Buddha. It was enshrined in the underground palace of the temple during the Tianxi Year of the Zhao and Song Dynasties. How could it be moved to the inner courtyard of the palace? Wouldn't it be blasphemy? If you disturb the Buddha, you don't know what kind of disaster it will cause!
Hui Ren hesitated in her heart and knelt down silently for a while.
Xuan Xin and Xuan Zhi and all the monks were also stunned. Tianxi Temple has a thousand years of history, and the Buddha's top bone relic has always been enshrined in the pagoda. It is the treasure of Tianxi Temple and the supreme Buddhist holy object. The Mongols never dared to move. What should I do if the emperor wants it? When Lianhua heard this ridiculous imperial edict, she was also stunned. She turned her head and looked at Zhu Yunwen, who was silent.
Seeing that Hui Ren could not move, Wang Zhi said coldly: "There is an imperial temple in the palace, and there are many masters in the palace, and the supervision is tight. Don't worry, abbot." Seeing Hui Ren lowering his head in silence, he snorted: "Is it possible that all the people in the world are not the same?" Wang Tu, Tianxi Temple is also sacred, the abbot naturally understands."
Huiren was already eighty years old at this time and had been practicing Zen for nearly eighty years. Buddhism talks about letting go and being able to give up. Although the Buddha's skull and relics are sacred objects of Buddhism, they are only external objects. What's more, in this situation, can you resist
Hui Ren lowered his head and said slowly: "I obey the order."
Wang Zhi smiled and said: "Master, please rise. Masters, please rise. Congratulations to the Master. The abbot is the first Master of the Ming Dynasty. His name will go down in history and add another good story to Buddhism."
Hui Ren smiled bitterly and did not answer.
Xuanxin and Xuanzhi and the other monks looked at the abbot, but no one said "congratulations". Being a national preceptor is an honor, but by putting these two things together, the emperor is simply exchanging the title for the relic, which in turn makes the monks feel that their dignity has been damaged.
The king smiled directly and said: "Then please ask the Imperial Master to give the parietal bone relics to a certain family to take back. The Holy Emperor ordered the Asoka Pagoda containing the relics to be taken with them. But how to open it, please ask the Imperial Master to teach a certain family."
Hui Ren knew that it was useless to talk too much. He ordered Xuanxin Xuanzhi to go to the underground palace of Shenggan Pagoda to get the Ashoka Pagoda, and then waved his hand to signal the monks in the temple to leave. Sit down by yourself, lower your eyes and close them without saying a word.
Zhu Yunwen was ordered by the emperor to invite the Buddha's relics. He guessed that the last time he came to pay homage, his grandfather heard about the magical powers of the relics and wanted to enshrine the relics to increase his longevity. Zhu Yunwen felt that the centuries-old Buddhist relics in Tianxi Temple should be kept in the pagoda, but he had always been filial to his grandfather. Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang insisted on welcoming the relics, he obeyed and went to the temple, thinking that he would persuade his grandfather again if he had the opportunity.
Seeing that Hui Ren was a little tired, Lian Hua walked over and poured a glass of hot water for Hui Ren to drink, then gently sat down next to Hui Ren. Wang Zhi still stood upright in the center of the hall, smiling, waiting patiently and saying nothing.
About half an hour later, Xuanxin and Xuanzhi led a few monks to carry the Ashoka Pagoda into the hall and placed it on the table. The Ashoka Pagoda was about three feet high, and was gilded and studded with various gems. The golden sparkle is dazzling.
Huiren stood up and said to Wang Zhi: "This pagoda has been sealed in the underground palace of the temple since the Tianxi period of the Song Dynasty and has never been opened. The method of opening it has been passed down from generation to generation by the abbot of the temple, but it has never been used. Please verify it." Saying this, he opened the Ashoka Tower carefully.
Wang stood upright, staring unblinkingly, reciting to himself.
When Hui Ren took out the Buddha's head bone relic from the golden coffin, everyone held their breath and looked at it. They saw a piece about half the size of a palm, like a honeycomb, yellow and white in color, and shaped like a bulge in the middle of the sky canopy. After taking it out from the golden coffin, a burst of light suddenly shone brightly. In the blink of an eye, the light was gone. Could it be that it was dazzling
Some people rubbed their eyes, some smacked their lips, and looked at each other.
Suddenly there was a loud "crash", a bolt of lightning split the sky, thunder boomed in the lightning flashes, strong winds sprang up, and heavy rain poured down. The hall was instantly dark, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of raindrops on the roof, which made the roof tiles rustle like soybeans.
Hui Ren sighed and ordered the young novice monk to light the candle.
Wang Zhi's face was a little dull, and he calmed down. He inspected the relics under the candlelight, carefully placed them again, closed the tower, took out a large piece of bright yellow silk, wrapped it carefully, and then called out: "Here comes someone!" The guard appeared at the sound, lifted the package, and held it above his head.
Wang Zhi rushed to Hui Ren and cupped his hands: "Thank you so much, Imperial Master. When the Imperial Master is free, he can come and sit in the palace." Then he turned to Zhu Yunwen and said, "Let's go back to the palace to renew the order."
Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly: "I will present the incense car first, and I will come later." Regardless of the heavy rain, Wang Zhi ordered his guards to protect the Asoka Pagoda with umbrellas, and arranged to place them on the incense car first.
Zhu Yunwen turned around and looked at Huiren and said, "The Holy Emperor will return it to you in the future if he wants to."
Before Hui Ren could answer, Xuan Xin smiled and said, "Tianxi Temple would like to thank Your Highness in advance." However, Xuan Xin knew Hui Ren's temper and was selfless, and was afraid that he would tell Zhu Yunwen that it was okay.
Lian Hua also consoled him: "It was originally a Buddhist sacred object from Tianxi Temple, and it will definitely come back." Hui Ren glanced at Lian Hua, but said nothing. Xuanxin knew Hui Ren best. Seeing that Hui Ren always looked at the lotus with a look of compassion, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Driving out of Tianxi Temple, the rain stopped instantly. The sky was clear and rainless again. Zhu Yunwen and Lianhua sat side by side in the car, both confused and worried.
Lianhua asked: "Why does the Holy Master want this Buddha's top bone relic?" Turning his head, he saw Zhu Yunwen looking at him with a smile, with a meaningful look.
Lianhua blushed unconsciously and said angrily: "I'm talking to you."
Zhu Yunwen stretched out his arms to hug the lotus and said solemnly: "There is a reason in this."
Lianhua perked up: "What's the reason?"
"In the palace, a fairy suddenly came. The saint looked at the fairy every day and thought, what should I do? How can I let the fairy stay? After thinking about it, I decided to ask the Buddha for help, because this fairy is from the West. Jade girls listen to the words of Buddha the most."
Lianhua listened carefully, and the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong. She looked up at Zhu Yunwen, only to see the corners of his mouth curled up, a smile that could not be concealed, and his eyes showing love and teasing.
Lianhua couldn't help but feel annoyed: "You lied and deceived people!"
Zhu Yunwen clasped his hands tightly and said with a smile: "How can it be a lie? The Holy Lord asked the Buddha for help, so I had no choice but to help myself. I hugged him tightly and didn't let go." Seeing Lianhua's face flushed, she leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss: "As long as you are here, I am willing to do anything." The words are gentle and sincere. Lianhua's heart moved and she opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to speak.
Zhu Yunwen saw it in his eyes and said softly: "Madam, is there anything you can't tell your husband?"
Lianhua hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, my surname is not Li. My late father, Cao Mengyi, was a general of Korea." He lowered his head, twisting the corners of his clothes unconsciously with his fingers, hesitating and speechless.
Seeing that she was speaking carefully, Zhu Yunwen stopped teasing. He still held Lianhua in one arm, and held Lianhua's little hand twisting the corner of her clothes with his other hand. Lianhua has always felt that Zhu Yunwen's most beautiful hands are his hands, which are fair and slender, smooth and soft, and the fingers are long and evenly jointed. At this moment, he hesitated in his heart, unconsciously twisting the corner of his clothes, and unconsciously twisting his hand, and said slowly: "The summer before last, my late father took my late brother and younger brother to Jeolla Province to fight against the Japanese pirates. Unfortunately, they all died for the country." Tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes: "The king just accepted me as his adopted daughter."
Zhu Yunwen couldn't help but feel distressed. He raised his hand to kiss the lotus catkins and listened quietly.
Lianhua choked up a little: "I want to come to Heaven myself. I just thought, maybe, maybe..."
Zhu Yunwen hugged Lianhua tightly and comforted softly: "I understand, don't worry." He raised his sleeves and gently wiped the tears on Lianhua's cheek: "You don't need to say more, Japanese pirates are also a scourge of our Ming Dynasty. I will find a way."
Seeing that he was so considerate, Lianhua couldn't help but feel the grievances in her heart well up: "The Japanese pirates are really cruel, my father... and my little brother... they are all so miserable!" Thinking of the tragic situation of her father, brother, and little brother, she choked up and couldn't speak anymore, tears streaming down her face. Falling down in big pieces.
Zhu Yunwen felt pity in his heart, and while wiping her tears, he asked: "I understand. Those Japanese pirates from Daningwei are also looking for you, right? They must be afraid that you will move to rescue them." Thinking of the hardships Lianhua suffered for North Korea, I couldn't help but feel distressed and admired.
Lianhua couldn't speak and nodded.
Zhu Yunwen leaned over and kissed the tear stains on Lotus's cheek, and whispered in her ear: "Madam, my husband will wipe out the Japanese pirates and avenge his father-in-law and uncle." He kissed her again and said with a smile: "Let the Korean people I know your Cao family has a good son-in-law." Lianhua knew that he was deliberately making her happy, and she was touched. The thoughts that have been on my mind for more than a year are finally revealed. The mission to Ming Dynasty is half completed, right
Lianhua suddenly felt hot in her arms and reached out to take out the glazed tower. However, she saw that the glazed tower had changed from its usual warmth. The precious light actually shone and moved, and the tower body was hot. The two of them looked dumbfounded.
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