Princess, be nice
Chapter 2475
Chapter 2475
"Ok?"
Didn't understand the meaning of the princess's words, You Zhu was full of strangeness, thinking of that little monk's bald head, how could it be unusual?
Without explaining too much, Ying walked into the meditation room calmly and casually glanced at the closed door of the East Wing.
I wanted to hide in peace, but I didn't expect that it couldn't be quiet even a hundred miles away.
Ying Xinqin's originally soothing smile disappeared without a trace in an instant.
In the east wing.
An old monk with a white beard and a young man in a black robe embroidered with phoenix patterns sat opposite each other, with a white jade chessboard between them.
"Is it her?" The man held a sunspot between his slender fingers and lightly landed on the chessboard, making a crisp sound.
The old monk's expression was calm, like a Buddha statue without a soul, only when he squeezed Baizi, his eyeballs rolled, and his voice was distant and hollow, "Difficult, difficult, reincarnated from a different star, difficult."
The man's unremarkable eyebrows and eyes listened to the old monk's irrelevant question, and continued, "Master just needs to tell Gu, yes or no."
"The Buddha said, it cannot be said. Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. This old man is really old."
"The benefactor shouldn't stay here, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster."
After the old monk finished speaking, he stood up, slipped off his cassock, raised his arms lightly, and made a Buddha bow, "Amitabha, I bid farewell."
When the old monk left, the Xuanyi guard beside the man was puzzled, "Did Master Xuanzong curse you, how could you have a bloody disaster?"
Their Highness is destined to be blessed. There is only good luck and no bad luck. How could this bloody disaster happen to His Highness.
The noble man in black robe threw the chess pieces he was playing into the chess box, "It's fine if it's her."
After a quiet day at Qianma Temple.
Ying Xinqin finally regained his energy and was ready to go for a stroll.
After all, in the Holy Land of Buddhism, Ying Xinqin changed into a plain brocade skirt with a sable cape and a thick layer of rabbit fur on the brim of the hat, which is fluffy and warm yet delicate.
It has completely entered winter, and since Qianma Temple is on the top of the mountain, it is even colder than Pingcheng.
Therefore, as soon as Ying Xinqin went out, the cold wind blew, and he became more awake.
From the corner of the eye, he casually glanced at the east wing, "Is there any movement in the east wing these few days?"
Zizhu supported her princess, and said in a low voice, "A few days ago, I saw people coming in and out. Since yesterday, I haven't seen anyone anymore, probably left."
"Most of the people who come to Qianma Temple at this time are for the Dharma Conference next month. We have to leave before the conference starts?" Ying Xinqin thought it was not that simple.
"The slave does not know."
"Forget it, I'll run into that little master later and ask, after all, we live in the same courtyard." Ying Xinqin was thoughtful, and his eyes touched a budding plum tree in the courtyard, swaggering in the wind, making the little girl There is a bit of chilly fragrance in the yard.
This fragrance faintly reminded Ying Xinqin of Xie Yun's smell.
It is also the cold fragrance of plum blossoms. He is clearly a person with a violent temper, but his body has a very different cold fragrance.
Ying Xinqin stared at the plum blossoms on the branch, and took a long time to look away, his pupils were clear, "Let's go, let's go to the Buddhist temple."
Compared with the tranquility of the small courtyard, the more you go to the front hall, the more lively it is, full of incense.
Many high-ranking officials and ordinary people knelt in front of the big incense burner outside the hall, offering incense and praying devoutly.
There are monks holding incense candles on both sides, which are exclusively used by Buddhist pilgrims.
(End of this chapter)
"Ok?"
Didn't understand the meaning of the princess's words, You Zhu was full of strangeness, thinking of that little monk's bald head, how could it be unusual?
Without explaining too much, Ying walked into the meditation room calmly and casually glanced at the closed door of the East Wing.
I wanted to hide in peace, but I didn't expect that it couldn't be quiet even a hundred miles away.
Ying Xinqin's originally soothing smile disappeared without a trace in an instant.
In the east wing.
An old monk with a white beard and a young man in a black robe embroidered with phoenix patterns sat opposite each other, with a white jade chessboard between them.
"Is it her?" The man held a sunspot between his slender fingers and lightly landed on the chessboard, making a crisp sound.
The old monk's expression was calm, like a Buddha statue without a soul, only when he squeezed Baizi, his eyeballs rolled, and his voice was distant and hollow, "Difficult, difficult, reincarnated from a different star, difficult."
The man's unremarkable eyebrows and eyes listened to the old monk's irrelevant question, and continued, "Master just needs to tell Gu, yes or no."
"The Buddha said, it cannot be said. Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. This old man is really old."
"The benefactor shouldn't stay here, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster."
After the old monk finished speaking, he stood up, slipped off his cassock, raised his arms lightly, and made a Buddha bow, "Amitabha, I bid farewell."
When the old monk left, the Xuanyi guard beside the man was puzzled, "Did Master Xuanzong curse you, how could you have a bloody disaster?"
Their Highness is destined to be blessed. There is only good luck and no bad luck. How could this bloody disaster happen to His Highness.
The noble man in black robe threw the chess pieces he was playing into the chess box, "It's fine if it's her."
After a quiet day at Qianma Temple.
Ying Xinqin finally regained his energy and was ready to go for a stroll.
After all, in the Holy Land of Buddhism, Ying Xinqin changed into a plain brocade skirt with a sable cape and a thick layer of rabbit fur on the brim of the hat, which is fluffy and warm yet delicate.
It has completely entered winter, and since Qianma Temple is on the top of the mountain, it is even colder than Pingcheng.
Therefore, as soon as Ying Xinqin went out, the cold wind blew, and he became more awake.
From the corner of the eye, he casually glanced at the east wing, "Is there any movement in the east wing these few days?"
Zizhu supported her princess, and said in a low voice, "A few days ago, I saw people coming in and out. Since yesterday, I haven't seen anyone anymore, probably left."
"Most of the people who come to Qianma Temple at this time are for the Dharma Conference next month. We have to leave before the conference starts?" Ying Xinqin thought it was not that simple.
"The slave does not know."
"Forget it, I'll run into that little master later and ask, after all, we live in the same courtyard." Ying Xinqin was thoughtful, and his eyes touched a budding plum tree in the courtyard, swaggering in the wind, making the little girl There is a bit of chilly fragrance in the yard.
This fragrance faintly reminded Ying Xinqin of Xie Yun's smell.
It is also the cold fragrance of plum blossoms. He is clearly a person with a violent temper, but his body has a very different cold fragrance.
Ying Xinqin stared at the plum blossoms on the branch, and took a long time to look away, his pupils were clear, "Let's go, let's go to the Buddhist temple."
Compared with the tranquility of the small courtyard, the more you go to the front hall, the more lively it is, full of incense.
Many high-ranking officials and ordinary people knelt in front of the big incense burner outside the hall, offering incense and praying devoutly.
There are monks holding incense candles on both sides, which are exclusively used by Buddhist pilgrims.
(End of this chapter)
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