"Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no feelings, thoughts or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance and touch. There is no vision, even the unconscious world..."
Under the green light.
In the attic.
The prince recited scriptures day after day, his voice sincere and revealing a bit of indifference that truly saw through the world of mortals.
This made Eunuch Mei nod frequently in the pavilion 300 meters away. He held a whisk in his hand, crossed his legs, and held a cup of hot tea with a bit of ridicule on his lips.
The Seventh Prince has studied scriptures for two years, and his character has probably faded away. Yesterday, the Ninth Prince must have told him everything about her marriage with the Turks, but the Prince didn't even get angry, which shows that he has really become a softie.
Xia Ji chanted sutras until noon, when familiar footsteps came from outside the door. Not long after, the door opened, and the Ninth Princess closed the door, and then showed an aggrieved look.
"Xiao Su, what's wrong?"
"Brother, the monk from Leiyin Temple said that the "Past Burning Deng Sutra" is his secret Buddhist treasure. There are rules in the temple, saying that you can only climb the ninth peak of Xiaoxumi Mountain and play a game of chess with the former abbot on the top of the mountain. Only in that round can one be qualified to refer to the "Past Burning Lantern Sutra"."
Xiaoxumi Mountain is a strange mountain outside Dashang Imperial City. It is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and becomes more so the deeper you go, while Leiyin Temple is only on the fifth peak.
Xia Xiaosu continued: "I told the monk that my brother is under house arrest and cannot leave the palace. He only borrowed books because he is obsessed with Buddhism. But the monk said that there are rules in the palace and there are rules in the temple. If you don't have a chance, don't force it."
Xia Ji thought for a while and then suddenly said: "Xiao Su, go find him and tell him that his son wants to play a game of chess on Mount Sumeru just to read a scripture. He will go out in the morning and return at night."
Xia Xiaosu was obviously a little afraid of the Emperor, but when she thought that she might only be able to get along with her brother for three months, after three months she would fall into the wilderness and go to the endless hell, suddenly, she was no longer afraid and clicked Head, said "good".
In the evening, the Nine Princesses came back.
As soon as she entered the door, she smiled happily and said, "Brother, he agreed, and you can leave the palace tomorrow."
Xia Ji waved, and Xia Xiaosu walked to his side.
"Xiao Su, sit next to me."
"Um!"
The brother and sister were sitting in the Scripture Collection Pavilion at dusk. Xia Xiaosu suddenly sighed softly, leaning her head gently on her brother's shoulder, pursed her lips, and the smile in her eyes disappeared, revealing a bit of sadness.
Xia Ji stretched out his left hand, put his arm around his sister's shoulders, and suddenly asked, "What did you promise him?"
Xia Xiaosu trembled. She turned her head and looked at the dark ground.
The small pavilion fell into silence.
It wasn't until Xia Xiaosu spoke again that the calm was broken: "I promised him that I would happily go to Turks and I would do my best to promote an alliance between Turks and Dashang."
Xia Ji's fingers were still calm, but he tightened the hug slightly. He hugged his sister into his arms. Xia Xiaosu suddenly started to cry loudly and asked softly, "Why, why, why is this like this? What did we do wrong?" What?"
Xia Ji let her cry.
Cry.
Cried a lot.
can grow.
Three months.
enough.
He raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window, his eyes calm, as quiet as the peace before the endless violence at the beginning of the world.
the next day.
Snow.
Eunuch Mei prepared the carriage and shouted in a high-pitched voice with a hint of mockery: "Seventh Prince, please."
Xia Ji didn't say much and got into the car directly. Being able to go was already a blessing from the emperor. How could he let others accompany him? As for Eunuch Mei, he was completely under surveillance, which was naturally different.
The abbot of Leiyin Temple had known for a long time that the prince was coming. He did not personally receive the prince who was under house arrest. He only sent a young novice monk to lead the way and took Xia Ji to the back mountain.
The novice leads the way.
Xia Ji walked in the middle.
Eunuch Mei followed quietly.
At the entrance of the ninth peak, the young novice stopped in front of a mountain gate, then clasped his hands and said, "Donor, please climb the mountain alone. There is a chess game at the top of the mountain."
Xia Ji walked directly through the mountain gate, and Eunuch Mei also followed. The little novice monk said hurriedly: "Eunuch, the rules of this temple are that only players who play chess can climb the mountain alone, otherwise they are not allowed to go."
Eunuch Mei said sharply: "Our family is an envoy of the emperor, so we must be bound by your rules?"
The little novice monk said hurriedly: "Please don't embarrass me, father-in-law..."
Eunuch Mei ignored him and was about to walk through the mountain gate. Xia Ji suddenly said: "Eunuch Mei, there are rules in the temple, so you must follow the rules.
If my father-in-law insists on coming, I will not be able to play this game. Well, even though I am under house arrest, I can still say a few words to the emperor when I return to the palace. "
Eunuch Mei was stunned for a moment, and after weighing it in his heart, he realized that there was no need to get entangled with the deposed prince. If he really got angry, he would suffer a big loss, so he laughed sharply: "Then our family will Wait for the prince at the foot of the mountain."
On the other side, the little novice monk also breathed a sigh of relief and showed a friendly smile to Xia Ji.
Of course, Xia Ji was not helping the little novice monk. He just didn't want Eunuch Mei standing behind him when he was playing chess.
He walked through the mountain gate, which was the snow-capped ridge, and then went up to the mist-shrouded mountains.
The prince of Dashang walked up step by step, away from the novice monks and eunuchs, and his figure gradually disappeared into the sea of deep winter clouds.
Here, I don’t seek Buddha, I only seek scriptures.
An hour later, Xia Ji had reached the top of the mountain.
The top of the mountain is empty, and the fog has dispersed a lot, but when you look around, it is a vast place, as if you are walking in the sky, looking down and not seeing the world.
Xia Ji looked up and saw that in the center of the open space on the top of the mountain, there was a natural chessboard made of huge square stones, and an old monk was sitting cross-legged opposite the chessboard.
When the old monk saw the visitor, he did not say take a seat, but said: "I heard from the abbot that the almsgiver wanted to use the "Past Lantern Sutra" to meditate. If you want to meditate on the sutra, you need to break the game, but this chess game is not as good as chess. It is the Zen heart. If the Zen heart is completely insufficient, the donor may have gray hair and age for decades. From now on, his heart will feel like a nightmare suppressing him. Unless he eats fasting and chants sutras day and night, always accompanied by green lanterns. Ancient Buddha, otherwise my heart will not be at peace."
Xia Ji nodded, indicating that he understood, and then sat down opposite the old monk.
"Wait a minute."
The old monk's voice sounded again, prompting, "I'm afraid the donor thinks that what I said is too mysterious, and thinks it's just a trick, right?"
Xia Ji stopped, shook his head and said, "I didn't think so."
The old monk shook his head, feeling that the young prince in front of him was still too ignorant, and did not understand the game of chess he had to face, so he sighed: "Then before the donor takes his seat, let me tell you a story. It's over, if the donor still wants to sit down, it's due to fate, I won't say anything more."