The Great Shang Dynasty, the imperial capital.
The flying snow roared into fierce tigers with the north wind, raging through the streets and alleys. However, when it arrived at the palace, it was blocked by thousands of deep palace walls and thousands of glazed tiles, and was much weaker.
Ninth Emperor's daughter Xia Xiaosu carried a mahogany lunch box and hurriedly walked to the Sutra Pavilion on the east side of the outer hall with her head bowed.
The young man's chanting voice came from the pavilion:
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and so are feelings, thoughts, and consciousness... "
Xia Xiaosu stood in front of the door, quietly listening to his chanting, and her little face, which was always reserved and wrinkled with fear, relaxed a little, because the person chanting the sutra was the child of her same mother. His elder brother - the Seventh Prince Xia Ji.
Five years ago, the mother-in-law was assassinated and died while traveling around the world with her father.
Two years ago, my brother was put under house arrest here for having an affair with a witch. He chanted sutras day and night as a sign of regret.
Although the entire palace was large, she felt that her brother was the only relative she had.
She lowered her head and carefully opened the lid and took a look. The mutton soup was still steaming, and she became happy again.
In the Sutra Pavilion, the sound gradually became quieter.
Xia Xiaosu then knocked on the door and opened the door.
In the attic, the young man in black clothes was sitting cross-legged under the bookshelf. He had the newly closed "Prajna Heart Sutra" in his hand.
The young man's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't seem to feel decadent at all about being under house arrest. It was only when he saw the girl walking through the door that he smiled.
Xia Xiaosu walked quickly, sat next to him, and took out the mutton soup from the lunch box, "Brother, eat it while it's hot. I made it myself."
Therefore, it is not toxic.
Xia Ji looked at her.
The Ninth Princess took out another bottle of wine and said, "Na."
Xia Ji smiled and began to eat meat, drink soup, and drink wine.
The Ninth Princess looked at this place and said softly: "They are really snobbish. In the past, there were many exercises in the Sutra Collection Pavilion, and this place was crowded with people. Many princes and ministers wanted to come in and have a look at the royal treasures.
Now, my father has moved all the exercises away, leaving only the Buddhist scriptures for my brother. It really... has ruined all the futures of my brother and sister.
My brother has no hope of inheriting the throne, so why not practice martial arts and become a free and easy prince who can protect himself
Mother... Mother was killed by an assassin just to protect him.
How could he do this to us, how could he do this. "
The Ninth Emperor's daughter rubbed her eyes as she thought about it. Tears couldn't help but flow out. Then she didn't want her brother to see her, so she lay down, looking away and sobbing quietly.
Xia Ji took a sip of strong wine, which broke his heart. Then he reached out and rubbed the hair of the princess opposite him, and pointed out the window.
The Ninth Princess stared with wide eyes.
In the sky outside the window, the flying snow followed the wind, sometimes changing into a soaring eagle, sometimes turning into a blue dragon rising out of the water, passing wantonly between the north and the south.
Xia Xiaosu's eyes lit up: "Brother is saying, how can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? Sitting alone in a small building for two years, it may not be possible to become a blockbuster?"
Xia Ji smiled and said: "No, I mean the snow is so heavy and the weather is so cold. Do you want a glass of wine too?"
Xia Xiaosu was immediately discouraged, pouted and hummed, leaning on his elbows, "Let's forget it, brother is always so submissive."
But after such a fuss, she couldn't shed any more tears.
Xia Ji drank the warm mutton soup, and his sister knew his taste preferences. After one sip, the milky white soup could warm his internal organs, and then he drank a sip of warm liquor with shredded ginger, which made his hands and feet feel numb. Then it started to burn.
And Xia Xiaosu was chattering in his ear.
He said that three months ago, the prince led an army of 100,000 to the border to fight against Guifang Kingdom. When he went out, he was covered in golden armor and looked extremely powerful. The ministers in the court were unanimously optimistic and felt that this was the time for the prince to make immortal achievements.
It is also said that the third prince is good at dancing and has a graceful demeanor. He visits scribes and scholars everywhere.
Besides, the fifth prince, a good knight in green shirt, actually cooperated with Heishuitai to investigate the case and personally beheaded the next generation of big bandit Zhang Xuehe. He was very famous even among the young heroes of the entire Shang Dynasty.
So Xia Ji put down the mutton soup bowl and started talking.
"The second princess is so heroic and handsome. She became a disciple of the Haoran Taoist Sect and practiced Jiuxiao Baojian. During the Chinese New Year last year, although I couldn't attend the royal banquet, I still saw the second princess dressed in white like a fairy, emerging from the ethereal world."
Xia Xiaosu:? ?
Xia Ji took another sip of wine and said with emotion: "Later, I met the Fourth Princess again. She was charming, gentle and elegant. She looked at herself and felt sorry for herself by the Huaqing Lake. She looked like a beauty from the north, reclusive and independent, with a smile. Charming the city and charming the country with laughter, if she had been in ancient times, I am afraid she would have been the heroine who played with the princes by beacon fire."
Xia Xiaosu:? ?
Xia Ji thought about it carefully, and then said as if chatting: "By the way, although the Eighth Princess is only seventeen years old, she can actually understand astronomy and geography. Even the chief commander of the Supervisory Tiansi kept praising her. She, I just say that she is a magic wizard who is rare to see in a hundred years."
Xia Xiaosu: "嘤嘤嘤..."
Xia Ji laughed heartily and ruffled his sister's hair, "I've almost finished reading the Buddhist scriptures here. Can you help me find some new Buddhist scriptures next time?"
Xia Xiaosu's eyes were filled with sadness, but she could tell that her brother seemed to really like chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name. He really took things easy and accepted the situation, but that was fine. This was the fate of her brother and sister.
She responded softly: "Well, when the snow stops, I will go to Leiyin Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, and I will ask the monks there to borrow some books."
Xia Jidao: "It's best to borrow the "Now Tathagata Sutra". It's not a magical skill to practice anyway."
Xia Xiaosu nodded: "Yes, I will borrow it for my brother."
She packed the lunch box, said goodbye to her brother who was devoted to chanting Buddha, opened the door, walked into the heavy snow that swept across the entire imperial city, clamped her fur coat and walked away quickly.
Xia Ji closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
It has been seventeen years since I traveled through time and came to this ancient dynasty in this other world, but what have I gained
Why was the talent I was waiting for not triggered until I was fifteen
If not, my mother wouldn’t have died, right
And you won’t be under house arrest here, right
The scene in the Golden Palace two years ago came to his mind:
The emperor roared out almost full of disgust: "Xia Ji, as the prince of our Shang Dynasty, you dare to have an affair with a witch and tarnish my royal face. What crime should you deserve!"
"I am willing to be confined in the Sutra Pavilion for three years."
"That's right."
At this time, the Grand Steward of the Chamberlain secretly reminded: "Your Majesty, there are many magical arts in the Royal Scripture Pavilion..."
The emperor said coldly: "Move them all, leaving only the Buddhist scriptures for this rebellious son!!"
"Here."
Thoughts turned back.
Xia Ji raised his left hand casually, and on his left hand, suddenly appeared the eerie appearance of a hundred ghosts walking at night, so that the entire palm of his hand became several circles larger, looking extremely terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, everything disappeared.
This is the ninth level of the Eighteen Hell-Suppressing Powers. It is taken from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's great wish of "Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha." Its power can lift the earth handle, pull the heavenly ring, and have the power of a dragon or elephant. Can't compare.
"It's not enough. I know too little about this world, so let's wait for the Tathagata Sutra now."
Xia Ji murmured to himself, then sat under the green lamp again and continued to recite the unfinished Buddhist scriptures.
His awakened talent, or "golden finger" is very simple, just one sentence: extract skill beads from all words, and directly reach the ninth level.
The eighteen prison-suppressing powers are extracted from the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
The Ksitigarbha Sutra is an ordinary Buddhist scripture.