The girl is not good in this life

Zhao Xing and Zhao Ran rode out of the city on horseback.

Riding their horses and galloping along the way, the two of them had nothing to say.

As for dismounting from the horse in front of the mountain gate, the little novice came forward to meet him and saluted with palms together.

Zhao Xing went to see Zhao Ran, his face was serious, and he didn't seem to have the intention to speak.

The reins were picked up by the people behind him, and Zhao Xing returned the Buddha's gift: "If you have anything to do, please see the host, and I would like to ask the little master to pass it on for you."

The little novice gave him a weird look, and then his eyes fell directly on Zhao Ran.

Zhao Ran came back to his senses at this moment, and had some reactions: "What's the matter, little master?"

The little novice took a step back, bent down and put his hands together again: "The abbot specially asked the little monk to wait for the little prince here, please come with the little monk."

They entered the temple together, but Zhao Ran was the only one who could follow the little novice to Abbot Jueming's abode.

Originally, it had nothing to do with Zhao Xing.

But there was even more turmoil in his heart.

When Zhuzhu said those words to him, he subconsciously felt that she had concealed part of the truth, and she hadn't told him the truth.

Besides, where would there be such a person?
Wouldn't he become a god in the sky, who can pinch and count.

Zhao Xing never believed in the so-called spying on secrets.

But right now, he hesitated.

Abbot Jueming obviously knew that they would come, and he knew why they came.

So only let Zhao Ran go to see him alone.

When the irrelevant people listened to it, they naturally leaked the secret.

So he can't listen.

Zhao Xing's heart tightened.

Suddenly, he remembered Jiang Wan's words that nothing can be broken and nothing can be built.

Seeing that Zhao Ran had walked out behind the round-faced little novice for about a shot, Zhao Xing rubbed his hands, walked a few steps, and finally called out: "Little master, wait a moment."

The little novice stopped and looked back: "What else can the lord want?"

Zhao Xing's complexion also sank, and he stepped forward, very solemnly: "Little master, help me to answer the host, there is something confusing in Xing's heart, I can't understand it, I don't know the Dharma, if I can preside over the Buddha's words to solve my doubts, it will be my luck .”

"Brother Wang, you..."

"You follow, don't mind my business."

Zhao Ran obediently shut his mouth.

The little novice thought about it for a while, and responded to Zhao Xing's words, but said a few more words: "The abbot said that fate is determined by nature, and the prince may have confusion in his heart, but it may not be that the abbot can solve it, or he may be able to solve it, or he may be confused. It may not be a good thing, if the princess's fate is broken and established, if the prince asks, there may be some accidents. The fate is what the abbot told the little monk in advance.

He said that if the lord does not speak, then there is no need to say it, if he does, ask the little monk to tell the lord, and ask again, will the lord still want to see the abbot? "

That sentence will cause changes to make Zhao Xing's heart tremble.

But he is really afraid.

If what Jueming said is the real secret, then what exactly is Zhuzhu's catastrophe?What is her fate like?

Even if he didn't have to ask about anything else, he at least wanted to know if she was going well and healthy now, and she would have no worries for the rest of her life.

Or her hit still needs to be cracked.

Some things are better said in person.

As long as... as long as he doesn't try to pry into the secrets of heaven, Zhuzhu's current fate will not be affected.

Zhao Xing settled his mind, his eyes were extremely firm, and he replied decisively: "Yes."

There was no change in the expression on the little monk's face, and his tone was indifferent, he just said: "Then the prince will come together."

Zhao Xing's expression became even uglier.

From when they went to Daxiangguo Temple to ask for a meeting, to when he wanted to ask about Zhuzhu's past.

Even he must see Jue Ming.

It is really within Jueming's calculation every step of the way.

Zhao Xing and Zhao Ran followed and went out to another shooting place, and they kept a certain distance from the little novice.

Zhao Ran was confused when he heard it just now, and now he asked Zhao Xing: "The princess that little master just said is Zhuzhu? What brother Wang wants to ask has something to do with Zhuzhu? Is there anything wrong with Zhuzhu?" ?”

"You are not good, don't ask too much, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhao Xing answered him abruptly, calmed down a little, and then said: "Take care of your own affairs first, don't ask me."

Zhao Ran clicked his tongue and didn't say anything.

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Abbot Jueming sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the Buddha, and when he saw someone coming, he got up and walked towards the main hall.

The tea table was placed on the ground, so Zhao Xing and Zhao Ran could only sit on the ground with only a futon under their bodies.

"Go ahead."

Jueming ordered in a deep voice, and the little novice put his palms together and said yes.

When going out, he closed the door of the monastery again to block out the light outside the house.

The room fell into a coma for a moment.

Jueming went to see Zhao Xing first: "The poor monk thought the prince would not come."

Zhao Xing's throat tightened.

The small teacup has just washed the tea, and there is still temperature and humidity left.

He held it in his hands, clasped his hands together, rubbed his hands, and rolled them twice: "She is more important than my life, I am really worried, please forgive me, master. I can't do anything but a mortal in the world of mortals, since I am a mortal body, It will be trapped by the seven emotions and six desires.

I don't have any big ambitions in this life, I'm just stuck in the matter of love between men and women. "

Jue Ming laughed suddenly: "My lord originally had a relationship with Ziwei Xing, he was an emperor, how could he be a person with no ambitions?"

Zhao Xing's pupils were shocked, and Zhao Ran was also taken aback: "Master, be careful!"

Such words are not allowed to be said indiscriminately, even by Abbot Jueming.

If this is spread out in a few words, let Brother Su know, it will be great!

"The fate of the prince is closely related to the fate of the concubine, and they complement each other. The concubine is going well and healthy, and the prince is rich and well-off. Nothing in this world is accidental, it is all determined by the way of heaven."

Jue Ming didn't mention anything about the emperor's appearance anymore, and laughed loudly: "The prince values ​​the concubine so much. The poor monk said that the concubine's life is already determined. If she wants to reveal the secret, there may be accidents, but she still has to ask?"

"I don't ask about her fate, nor about the rest of her life. I only want to ask the master."

robbery.

Jueming looked at him, and he must also be looking at Jueming.

Later, Jueming shook his head: "My lord is really an idiot. A person who is wise and intelligent, but he doesn't understand what the poor monk said, what is meant by breaking and establishing."

After Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized.

At this moment, the Lingtai is clear and bright.

Yes.

People say caring makes chaos, but he just ignored it.

Now that the fate is broken, the catastrophe is over.

Hearing the meaning behind the words is probably the smooth path for Yu Sheng's well-being.

Zhao Xing's hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach, and he heaved a long sigh of relief: "So, thank you, Master."

Jueming listened to him thanking him, but shook his head and said no need: "It is the karma of the prince himself, so there is no need to thank the poor monk."

After he finished speaking, he looked sideways, and his eyes fell on Zhao Ran.

Zhao Ran came to the spirit: "Master, I..."

"The king of the little county is so sincere that he moves the heavens and the earth. In fact, as early as when Mrs. Pei had an accident, the poor monk took a divination for her."

Then why didn't he say it earlier?
Is it bad?
Zhao Ran immediately became apprehensive and afraid to listen.

Zhao Xing was about to get up, but Jueming caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and stopped him: "The unspeakable is called the secret, and the poor monk is never a person who reveals the secret. If you can say it, the prince will hear it."

After he said this, Zhao Xingcai sat back down again.

"Brother Wang..."

Zhao Ran's voice trembled unconsciously.

He was never shy.

On weekdays, it may seem that he is a bit of a fool, but Zhao Xing is very clear, how could the emperor's uncle and aunt raise the child into a dude who is not upright.

It's just his temperament.

In the past, he was the most heartless person who didn't care much about anything.

Zhao Xing raised his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and simply asked Jueming for him: "Master, if you have something to say, you may wish to speak directly."

"The king of the small county should know that anyone with a flirtatious appearance will have a long life and a rough life. The poor monk has met Mrs. Pei, and after a few encounters, Mrs. Pei's eyebrows are definitely not a stable and smooth face."

Zhao Ran's heart fell straight to the bottom of the valley.

The confidante is disappointed.

He had never hated these four words so much.

What Jueming said at this moment, isn't it just these four words!
"It's not unexpected that Mrs. Pei had an accident that day. She was born with many catastrophes. She should have tasted all of them. The king of the small county, the way of heaven, and the Buddha have always been the fairest."

Zhao Ran suddenly changed his face: "Because of her face, she will have a rough life and experience all the sufferings of the world? What is the master saying? Is it the face that Qing Yuan chose? Isn't it..."

"Zhao Ran."

Zhao Xing was afraid that he would say something disrespectful.

In front of the Buddha, how can you speak nonsense.

He yelled at him loudly.

Besides, according to what Jueming said, the ups and downs of Pei Qingyuan's life all stemmed from her face. Now that she is disfigured and disfigured, shouldn't she just——

Zhao Xing's eyebrows moved: "Master, after she fell off the cliff, she hurt her face and ruined her appearance. Did something else happen?"

Jueming got a little smile on his face: "My lord understands."

Zhao Ran was stunned, and it took him a long time to recall: "You mean, everything in the past has passed?"

"The poor monk said that the Buddha is fair. Mrs. Pei's hardships and sorrows in this life are all due to falling off the cliff, so it ends here. She fell off the cliff, as if she was reborn, and her fate is different from before."

Jueming said so and stood up.

He paced back and forth, and behind him stood Fogg, who was half tall.

Zhao Ran watched him pull open the middle grid of the third floor, and took out a kit from it. Just as he was about to ask, Jueming had already closed the grid, turned around, stretched out his hand, and the kit was handed to him.

"Master, what is this?"

"The little prince can take it back and give it to Mrs. Pei."

Jueming didn't sit down anymore, he stood up, but he didn't have the majesty of condescending, it was Baoxiang's solemn compassion.

He clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, and said Amitabha Buddha: "The king of the small county and Mrs. Pei have a relationship for three generations, and the marriage is entangled, so there is no need to worry."

Zhao Ran was overjoyed.

Three generations of love.

He and Qing Yuan have a love affair for three generations!

But after the pleasant surprise, he became frightened again: "How can the master tell me? Didn't you just say..."

"The master just said that what can be said is not a secret, and it will not affect your fate, you are confused."

Zhao Xing scolded him again in a deep voice.

But not very happy.

Between him and Zhuzhu, Jueming just said that it was all the karma of the prince.

But what kind of karma is that?
Since Jueming didn't say anything, he couldn't ask either.

I'm afraid it will affect Zhuzhu in the slightest.

Zhao Xing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already stood up with Zhao Ran and bid farewell to Jueming.

When the two went out, he looked at his cousin who smiled and rolled his eyes, and felt a little envious for no reason.

"Brother Wang, it's all over now!"

"Yes, you can rest assured now."

Zhao Xing calmed down: "But I advise you not to be too impatient, just listen to half of Master Abbot's words and not half of what Master Abbot said just now, so there is no need to be anxious.

Zhuzhu asked me to bring you to Daxiangguo Temple to meet the master, it is indeed to better solve your current situation.

But from my point of view, even with the Buddhist words of the great master, even with the kit he gave you, this matter cannot be resolved in three to five days.

Be patient.

When she figured it out on her own, everything would be fine. "

"Yes, I know, I'm not in a hurry, I can wait!"

He was already prepared to wait his whole life.

Now that the road is turning around, it is really another village, and there is a sudden turning point, not to mention hearing the words of love for three generations from Abbot Jueming.

He really had nothing to worry about.

Seeing how happy he was, Zhao Xing shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and stepped forward without saying a word.

Thinking back when he brought Zhuzhu to Daxiangguo Temple to meet Jueming, it seemed like it happened yesterday.

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

Maybe he is not as lucky as Zhao Ran. He has been in love with Zhuzhu for several lifetimes. The marriage is deeply buried, and the thread is drawn by the Buddha himself.

But he can not be greedy.

It is enough to have a stable life.

When he came to the outside of the mountain gate, Zhao Xingcai suddenly spoke again: "Zhao Ran, tell me, the master said that it was my karma, does it mean that I have accumulated merits and good karma in the past, so in this life I can achieve what I want and get rewarded?" What do you want?"

Zhao Ran looked at him suspiciously: "What are you talking about, Brother Wang? Why did you start talking about this..."

He stopped suddenly.

Yes, he didn't believe it before.

Zhao Ran's throat rolled, and he immediately changed his mouth: "It should be. Isn't Buddhism the most important thing to cultivate karma to get karma? Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. Didn't people always say that good people reincarnated in several generations before?" Yes, now that I think about it, it's not completely unreasonable.

Good deeds will always be rewarded with good deeds. "

Zhao Xing just laughed.

The bright sunshine fell on his handsome face, and the smile on his face was three points brighter than the sunshine.

It is the most sincere and heartfelt joy.

"Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

Zhao Xing shook his head and said nothing: "I want to reshape the golden body of the Buddha. When I return to Beijing, you will follow me to open a charity hall and a soup kitchen. There are many poor people in the world. We were born in the royal family. Although we don't experience the suffering of the people, But it is very necessary to do more good deeds to help them get over their hard days.

Take it as a good relationship for your cousin, you don't need to pay for it, you follow me to contribute. "

"Okay... okay."

Zhao Ran rubbed the back of his head: "But why did you suddenly remember to do this?"

Not suddenly.

If the Buddha does not come to him, he will come to the Buddha.

If the Buddha refuses to redeem his relationship with Zhuzhu for several lifetimes, he will cultivate it by himself.

Since good and evil are rewarded, if he does more good deeds and accumulates merits, he will be able to go his way in the next life and achieve what he wants.

He built it himself, and no one can take it away!