Noble First Daughter-in-law

Chapter 393 Can You Seek Marriage?
Shang Ruyi walked out of the Daxiong Palace slowly, the dazzling sunlight outside caused her tears to well up again, she hurriedly lowered her head, looked at the piece of paper in her hand, and the gentle handwriting on the paper——

People send the world of mortals, nothing more than love and hate.

These eight words not only peeled off her bloody wounds, but also completely stitched up her wounds that were hard to heal for a long time.

The scar left behind may be hideous, and it may even be a dull pain in her future life, but after all, she walked out of the pain, and even walked out of the blood-stained nightmare that night.

At this moment, Eunuch Yu's voice came from ahead——

"The Empress Dowager drives back to the palace."

Shang Ruyi raised her head, and saw that the Empress Dowager Jiang had already walked down the steps. The officials serving around and the monks of Dayan Temple probably didn't expect that the Empress Dowager was going back to the palace before the Dharma conference was over, so they rushed forward; The Empress Dowager couldn't speak, so naturally she didn't talk much to them, only a few words from Eunuch Yu, and those people stopped talking, and could only go forward to send the Empress Dowager Jiang respectfully.

And just as she was walking out of the mountain gate, Empress Dowager Jiang turned her head again and took a look at Shang Ruyi who was still standing in a daze at the gate of the Daxiong Palace.

Under the harsh sunlight, her smile was still as gentle as water.

People send the world of mortals, nothing more than love and hate.

She was telling her that those who stayed had the responsibility to be happier than those who left.

So, she doesn't ask.

Even these days, she was in despair and pain, she was tortured by the unspeakable pain, and she was separated because of Chu Yang's death.

However, the moment she saw Shang Ruyi, she had already decided not to ask any more.

No matter what happened, no matter how much blood in Jiangdu palace stained her dreams, no matter how deeply her sword hurt her, she didn't ask any more.

Just because asking again will stab someone else.

She saw through everything and accepted everything, so she left that hideous scar for herself, and she also left herself in this world full of scars.

At this moment, Shang Ruyi suddenly felt that some of the haze that had been pressing on his heart for a long time seemed to be taken away.

Not only the memory of being stained red with blood that night, but also the unspeakable jealousy from knowing Yu Wenye's true feelings, as if at this moment, he let go of it.

She stood quietly on the spot, watching the back of Empress Dowager Jiang disappear outside the mountain gate in front, then sighed, holding the paper, turned and walked to the back of the temple.

After a while, we arrived at the Jushilin.

They just walked in but couldn't find Yu Wenye, the hut arranged by the abbot abbot was empty, only Cheng Qiao was guarding the door.Shang Ruyi was a little puzzled and asked him where Yu Wenye had gone, Cheng Qiao said softly: "The Second Young Master just came to sit for a while, but couldn't sit still, so he left again."

"Where did he go?"

"It seems that I went to the front hall to see the Bodhisattva."

"..."

It seemed that even Cheng Qiao knew that Yu Wenye was not a believer in gods and Buddhas.

Therefore, instead of worshiping Bodhisattvas, he went to see Bodhisattvas.

Shang Ruyi thought for a while, then nodded, then turned and walked forward.

Fortunately, she had followed her parents to this Dayan Temple to worship Buddha when she was a child, so she was not too unfamiliar with the gods and Buddhas enshrined in the main halls. Although Cheng Qiao did not clarify which Bodhisattva Yu Wenye was going to visit, Shang Ruyi I still walked to the Buddhist hall behind the Daxiong Hall.

If she remembers correctly, the three saints of the West are enshrined here.

Among them are Bodhisattvas.

Of course, it's not all because of this. When Shang Ruyi approached the Buddhist hall, he heard a loud noise behind him, and then looked back. Not far from the Buddhist hall, a vermilion attic came into view. The doors and windows of the Daxiong Palace just now are closed, but it is not as quiet as the Daxiong Palace. On the contrary, you can faintly see the flickering candles and swaying figures inside, and you can also hear the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures.

There is the Lecture Pavilion where the Inner Altar Dharma Conference was held today.

And this Buddhist hall is the closest place to the lecture hall.

Just as she was listening to those Buddhist scriptures and walking slowly to the entrance of the Buddhist hall, when she looked up, she saw a tall figure standing in the center of the Buddhist hall.

It's Yu Wenye.

He is here.

At this moment, there were only a few oil lamps burning in the Buddhist hall, and the faint light shone on his body. At this moment, his originally strong body was outlined by the lights, showing a bit thinner, and even the aura emanating from his body was also blurred. Instead of the usual toughness, there was an indescribable tranquility.

And he was standing in front of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, with his head raised and his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the Bodhisattva's downcast eyes.

I don't know what he is looking at, thinking.

Shang Ruyi had never seen him like this before.

Is he thinking about something, or is he begging for something?
Just thinking about it like this, she immediately felt it was funny again in her heart—how could a person like Yu Wenye come to the Buddhist hall to ask for something?
At this moment, a person walked into the side door of the Buddhist hall. It was the abbot of the Dayan Temple, Master Xinzheng.

I saw this old monk who was full of philistines walk in slowly, put his palms together towards Yu Wenye with a smile, recited the Buddha's mantra, and said, "What is Second Young Master asking for?"

Yu Wenye didn't look at him, but still stared at Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who was aloof but lowered his eyebrows and looked down at all living beings.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "What can the Bodhisattva give me?"

What he said was still indifferent and arrogant, even Shang Ruyi couldn't help frowning when he heard it, but the Master Xinzheng didn't think it was wrong, he just smiled and said: "A Bodhisattva can save seven people." Difficult, to detoxify the three poisons, to meet the second."

As he spoke, he looked Yu Wenye up and down again, and then said with a smile: "Second Young Master was born extraordinary, talented in heaven, and became famous at a young age, full of vigor and vigor. Thinking about it, there is no need for Bodhisattva to save Second Young Master from seven difficulties and three poisons. It's just this Second begging—”

"What can I ask for?"

"Pray for a son, beg for a daughter."

"..."

"If ordinary people can have both sons and daughters, it will be considered a great joy in life."

Yu Wenye was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Can I ask for marriage?"

"...!"

Standing outside the Buddhist hall, Shang Ruyi's breathing suddenly sank.

The Master Xinzheng also seemed to be stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly and said, "Well, Second Young Master is asking the right question."

"..."

"If you want to have both children, how can you not get married first?"

"..."

"However," he looked at Yu Wenye with some doubts, and said softly: "Isn't the second son already married? The poor monk looked at the young lady for her beauty and intelligence, and she is a superior person. Why should the second son seek marriage? "

"..."

Yu Wenye remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "If you can't be happy with each other, it can't be considered a good marriage."

"...!"

Shang Ruyi's heart skipped a beat.

As if corresponding to her heartbeat, there was another clear and clear sound from the lecture hall not far away, and immediately, there were murmurs of people. Although they were reciting Buddhist scriptures, they could be heard from a distance, but Somewhat noisy.

The two people in the Buddhist hall obviously heard it too.

A gleam flashed in the calculating little eyes of the Xinzheng sorcerer, then he smiled and said to Yu Wenye: "Second Young Master, listen, is it the noisy noise or the human voice?"

"..."

Yu Wenye said with a half-smile: "Are you trying to say that it's my upset?"

Master Xinzheng clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Second Young Master has the fate of Buddha."

If an ordinary person heard this, he would naturally be proud, but Yu Wenye's eyes were a little more indifferent, he sneered and said: "The master has no time to spare, so he is going to drag me to Buddhism so soon. "

"..."

"Is it because there is one less person in Buddhism, so you have to have another one?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the entire Buddhist hall sank.

Even, even the flame of the oil lamp, which was originally quiet, was slightly lowered by a head at this moment.

As for Shang Ruyi, she turned her head gently and looked at the lecture hall.

Until now, the inner altar Dharma meeting inside has not yet ended, and the sound of the chime sound, I don’t know who made a high-level comment, and I don’t know who spoke out the essence of Buddhism, but those voices really can’t make people peace of mind.

On the contrary, it is shocking.

Just when her breathing was also a little messy, the Master Xinzheng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled again, and said: "The second young master is indeed destined to be a Buddha, but it doesn't mean that the second young master's answer just now is correct."

"Oh?"

Yu Wenye raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although he doesn't believe in Buddhism, he doesn't recite the Buddha's name, but he is not ignorant of Buddhism. It is impossible for him not to have heard of the well-known story that the wind blows and the flag moves and the heart moves.

Therefore, he answered Master Xinzheng's question almost without thinking.

It was said to be wrong.

Yu Wenye looked at the philistine old monk in front of him with a half-smile, and said, "Then, please tell me, master, what's the mess?"

Master Xinzheng smiled and said, "Nothing is messed up."

"..."

"It's just that the second son, what he said didn't match his heart, and his thoughts were confused."

"...!"

Yu Wenye's expression froze.

And the Master Xinzheng had folded his hands towards him, recited the Buddha's mantra in a low voice, and then turned around and walked towards the gate. Shang Ruyi couldn't dodge—in fact, she didn't dodge, she just stood at the door and met her heart. The smiling eyes of Master Zheng, he also saluted without any surprise: "Young Madam."

"...!"

Yu Wenye's back stiffened, and he turned his head.

Shang Ruyi looked at him, then lowered his head and bowed lightly to Master Xinzheng, and Master Xinzheng had already smiled and said: "You two, there is still some time left for the Dharma conference at the Lecture Pavilion, you might as well Rest here."

After speaking, he put on his long monk robe and walked away.

Shang Ruyi turned her head and watched his back disappearing in front of her. When she turned her head again, she was faced with a pair of dark eyes, but there was a strange light shining at this moment. At some point, Yu Wenye had already walked into the Buddhist hall. At the door, looking down at her.

Shang Ruyi was a little confused subconsciously, and lowered her head.

But even if he didn't meet his gaze, Yu Wenye's gaze still looked deeply at her face, not letting go of even the slightest change.

He said, "Are you crying?"

(End of this chapter)