Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1793 Jiang Wujiang Extra Story (3)

Just walked outside the Great Buddha Hall.

The sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures came over.

A group of monks chanted sutras with great momentum, and a sense of holiness floated above the palace, and even the blue sky became clear and pure.

Jiang Wujiang stood outside, holding a magnolia, and listened quietly for a while.

Unsurprisingly, she could hear that among those voices, the unique voice belonged to Fo Nu, which was peaceful, crisp and soft.

She stood quietly, and no one dared to disturb her.

Abbot Ling Neng seemed to have realized something, opened his closed eyes and looked out the window. From his perspective, he couldn't see who was in the yard, but he felt that the emperor was coming.

With a silent sigh in his heart, he continued to close his eyes and read the scriptures calmly.

The investigation in the palace finally came, many years later than he expected, but it still came after all.

He was well aware of the emperor's thoughts on Fo Nu.

It's just that the Buddha slave, the Buddha slave, is dedicated to the Buddha, and he has no emperor in his heart.

The emperor himself knew it well, so he never forced Buddha slaves.

The only ones who don't know are these few nobles in the palace. The nobles are all figures in the vanity fair of the world. Those who entered the palace are the family honors and royal blood. Now they seem to be blocked by a mountain monk. Naturally, I have to take a look. Look and ask, if you can wait until today to ask, it already shows that you can bear it enough.

If you are lucky enough not to offend His Majesty today, you will surely be a prosperous figure in the future.

The news that the emperor was going to the Great Buddha Hall quickly reached Ming Feng's ears.

He led people out of the main hall next to him, and walked slowly towards Jiang Wujiang.

There was no smile on his face, only solemnity and tranquility.

Walking to Jiang Wujiang's side, he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, are you here to listen to the sutra?"

Jiang Wujiang stood quietly in the breeze, as if he didn't see Mingfeng, but walked towards the Great Buddha Hall instead.

She stepped in a few steps.

Kneeling down in front of the futon, respectfully bowed a few times.

The words she once asked that person sounded in her mind.

"Auntie, do you believe in Buddhism?"

"Do not believe!"

"If you don't believe me, why do you want to pray?"

"Worth worshiping!"

She is puzzled!

But the man said: "The emperor is a real dragon and heavenly daughter. If you don't seek Buddha, you naturally don't believe in Buddha. But becoming a Buddha is not easy, so it is naturally worth worshiping."

All these years, she always remembered this sentence.

I also gradually understood why the emperor did not believe in Buddhism.

The Buddha is just a tool in the hands of the emperor. If the Buddha is beneficial to the imperial power, he will promote the Buddhist teachings. If the Buddha is useless to the imperial power, he will destroy the Buddha.

But the Buddha is useful, at least it can silence her killing intent, not to mention, she also fell in love with a Buddhist.

It's fate, it's destiny, it's cause and effect.

So, she prayed to Buddha!
The sincerity of worship is the person who is happy in the heart.

She didn't offer incense, but put down the blooming magnolia flower in front of the Buddha.

Then, he backed away slowly.

Didn't even look at Fonu.

The Buddha slave, who was concentrating on chanting scriptures, didn't realize it. He grew up from a young novice monk to a monk. He never thought that he was equal to the Buddha in the emperor's heart.

The sound of chanting sutras in the Great Buddha Hall became louder and louder. Abbot Neng glanced at the emperor who turned to go out, and sighed silently in his heart. He hoped that this matter would be over as soon as possible and they would go back as soon as possible.

Get out.

Ming Feng still stood where he was just now, without moving.

Jiang Wujiang passed by his side, glanced at his clear face, and said indifferently: "He is just a monk."

"The servant understands." Ming Feng bowed.

My heart hurts a little.

At that moment, he really wanted to shed tears, and if it worked, he didn't mind, and gave her all the tears of his life.

Jiang Wujiang seemed to have sensed his sadness and despair, and paused for a while, the two of them stood silently in the wind, not knowing who let out a soft sigh, or maybe they heard it wrong.

Jiang Wujiang walked slowly, she still had to be busy with political affairs, she had to think about all the affairs of the world, the time she could spend on love was limited after all.

Love is also a luxury.

Ming Feng stood there quietly, as if he had gone through his whole life.

He feels that the best years of his life have been cut off today.

"Sad?" Ruo Lan came out from nowhere.

Ming Feng raised his head, his eyes were leisurely and distant. "I've seen it, are you satisfied?"

"Hey! It's just a monk. Losing to such a person..." Ruo Lan was a little confused. What is the point of losing to a person who is devoted to the Buddha?
Mingfeng's fingertips were cold. "He will only be a monk!"

"I'm not reconciled!" Ruo Lan sighed. When he entered the palace, he had the reputation of being the most talented man in the capital, surpassing Qin Yi, who was famous for his beauty, and was conferred the title of emperor by the emperor. He thought that the emperor valued talent over appearance. Now it seems that I am optimistic after all.

"Then find something to do. Now His Majesty is attacking the Wushui Kingdom, and the treasury is empty. This palace plans to reduce the palace expenses. What do you think?"

"Let's cut it! Anyway, His Majesty won't come, so who cares about heavy makeup?" Ruo Lan's words were three parts joking, three parts hatred, three parts self-deprecating, and one part self-pity.

After learning literary and martial arts, I thought I would become famous from now on, but it turned out to be shelved.

Full of ambition, turned into dust, thrown to silverfish.

Since then, I have devoted myself to landscapes and accompanied flowers and birds.

People think it is a hidden world.

But it's just a frustrated person in love.

Ruo Lan left.

During the rest of the chanting, he once talked with Fo Nupan.

he asked Vernu. "Do you like Your Majesty?"

"like!"

"I like it, then I will arrange for you to come to the palace, okay?"

Fonu laughed and said, "What are you doing here in the palace? I am a monk of Baoguang Temple, so I can only stay in Baoguang Temple."

"Don't you want to serve the king?"

"I chant scriptures every day to pray for His Majesty, and I am serving the King."

Fonu spoke calmly, although he was speaking, his gaze had already fallen on the starling outside the door, with such a serious look, it seemed that the starling was much more interesting than him.

He pointed at the starling and said with a smile: "If you come into the palace, the starling will give it to you from the palace, good!"

"Huh? No, no! I don't want starlings."

"Don't you like starlings?"

"I like it, but I don't want it. I will pray for it every day." Fonu repeatedly said the Buddha's name.

He was dumbfounded at the time, and asked, "Like praying for His Majesty?"

"That's nature, all beings are equal, and all things have animism. What you see in your eyes is a starling, and what I see in my eyes is a Buddha."

What he said was very Zen, which made him speechless for a moment, and he even wanted to laugh. It turns out that this monk treats His Majesty the same as everyone in the world. What is he arguing with a person who has no love in his heart?

For a while, it was extremely boring.

He waved his hand and let Fonu go.

When Fonu left, he said, "Can you release that starling, my lord?"

"Why?" He looked up and asked.

Feru is very tangled. "Lock it, I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable."

He sneered. "It has been transformed into a beautiful food since it was born, and it is locked on this horizontal bar. If I let it fly, it will be eaten by cats within three days and become a corpse."

"Ah! In that case, please take care of it, Amitabha!"

Fernus left.

That figure is so innocent and cute, I feel pity for it!
Why is he not a starling locked in the palace, only hoping that the master can tease him a little bit.

Ruo Lan gave up.

Ming Feng looked at his back, extremely depressed.

After chanting and praying, it was already seven days later.

Mingfeng rewarded all the monks of Baoguang Temple, especially the Buddhist slaves.

Fo Nu has thick eyebrows and big eyes, heroic and honest, his eyes are untouched by the world, and are exceptionally clear and bright.

He originally wanted to give something to Buddha Nu, but after thinking about it, he didn't give it. The position of Buddha Nu in His Majesty's heart is so high, I'm afraid that if he bestowed something in a superior manner, His Majesty would not like it.

Thinking of this, there is sadness in the eyes.

Fonu said: "Are you not happy?"

"You can tell!" Mingfeng looked at him with bright eyes, he really wanted to say, I am not happy because of your existence.

But, can't!
He can't say anything.

Fonu laughed and said: "Writing it in your eyes, you can tell that your Majesty is often unhappy when he comes to the temple. If Lord Feng is not happy, you can often come to the temple to sit, and maybe you will be happy."

"What does your Majesty often do when you go to Baoguang Temple?"

"Copy the scriptures and watch the scenery!" Fo Nu lowered his head and thought for a while, before adding another sentence. "Eat vegetarian food!"

Mingfeng: "..."

He wanted to cry, but also wanted to laugh, and felt sorry for His Majesty and himself.

They are all idiots!

"Hahahaha!" He couldn't help laughing, tears flying down his face.

Fonu couldn't understand and was very puzzled.

half an hour.

Ming Feng held back a sad smile and said, "You go, I will go to Baoguang Temple when I am free."

Fo Nu proclaimed a Buddha's name, turned and left.

Sure enough, he can't see through this world, so let's go back to the mountain!
Ming Feng watched Fo Nu's vigorous and lively body go away, tears finally flowed down his face.

Suddenly he didn't hate the emperor at all.

Before the cultivation, the affection has not arrived, and one by one will be missed after all.

evening.

Jiang Wujiang is here.

Ming Feng got up to greet her, he didn't knead Jiang Wujiang's body as usual to make her feel better.

Instead, he saluted like that and sat down.

Jiang Wujiang's bright eyes were filled with emotion. "You are not happy?"

Ming Feng smiled. "During the day, Master Fonu also asked Sishen such words."

"Oh!" Jiang Wujiang's eyes lit up. "How did he say?"

"He said, when I'm not happy, I can go sit in Baoguang Temple, maybe I will be happy."

Jiang Wujiang was speechless for a while.

What Fonu thought would cure her, would it work for other people as well?

Ming Feng continued: "Your Majesty intends to follow Master Fonu's advice, what do you think?"

Jiang Wujiang looked at him silently, his eyes were even more powerful. "You blame me?"

Ming Feng's heart shuddered, the emperor was furious, and a million corpses were buried, did he finally offend the emperor?He closed his eyes and decided to tell the truth.

"Perhaps it was a resentment in the past. On the day when Shishen entered the palace, the Queen Mother taught Shishen to serve His Majesty well and honor his ancestors. After listening to these words, Shishen didn't take them very seriously."

Having said that, she paused and looked up at Jiang Wujiang. "I want to serve His Majesty well, but not for honoring my ancestors and adding glory to my body, but because of joy. When I was young, I went to the palace with my mother to meet the Regent. At that time, Your Majesty was reading next to the Regent. He didn't pay attention to Sishen, but he paid attention to His Majesty, and he paid attention to it for many years. At that time, Sishen thought, if one day, he could enter the palace, it would be great.

Sishen often made a wish in front of the Buddha. Unexpectedly, the wish would come true. His Majesty really married Sishen. Sishen was full of joy. He thought it was a gift from God. Only after entering the palace did he realize that this fate may be due to his lack of self-cultivation. , His Majesty does not like me. "

Jiang Wujiang's eyes moved slightly, and a strong emotion flashed in it, and finally turned into silence.

Ming Feng trembled a little, he didn't wait for Jiang Wujiang's response, what a pity!It's time to die!He smiled gently:
"One year, two years... The servant thought that he would wait until His Majesty changed his mind, and he also thought wildly whether the servant was not good enough to be worthy of His Majesty's mercy. More than ten years were spent in fear like this. I feel that I am old, without the favor of the king, aging always comes very quickly. Therefore, I want to meet someone who can make His Majesty happy, and I will stop thinking about it."

"I've seen it, what do you think?" Jiang Wujiang narrowed his eyes coldly.

Ming Feng smiled, but his heart danced on the sharp knife. "Your Majesty is happy. Naturally, the first class in the world is good. If the servant is His Majesty, he will also like him. Such a pure and clear person, even a person like the servant who is used to the darkness of the world, is not willing to harm him. The servant I wanted to emulate Xiao Yulang's example, but Luohua has intentions and flowing water is ruthless. After today, I will not blame Your Majesty at all, but feel sorry for Your Majesty."

Jiang Wujiang was emotionless. "You feel sorry for me?"

"My heart hurts! After all, Your Majesty is just like an idiot in the world." Ming Feng looked forward, his eyes fell on the dark flowers on the carpet, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Wujiang laughed loudly, someone felt sorry for her! ! !

Her heart ached for a moment, but instantly became cold and hard. "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you say these things?"

"Don't be afraid! Your Majesty is a wise king." Ming Feng said softly.

Jiang Wujiang fell silent. "Ming Jun!? Ming Jun will also kill people."

"A king who can't kill people is not worthy of being called a wise king. A wise king kills more bad people and less good people. After all, he is the one who wants to kill. The one who is merciful is the Buddha. The Buddha may be able to save all living beings, but he cannot be the king of the world. Besides, A Buddha can't save sentient beings, at least, he can't save his body."

Ming Feng withdrew his gaze and fell on Jiang Wujiang's handsome and clean face. Why did he fall in love with the king that year?Even though she was ready to share Jun's kindness with others, she never thought that this Jun's kindness was so thin that it was as pale as autumn water.

Jiang Wujiang's heart moved, and he glanced at Ming Feng in some surprise.

Her Feng Jun is not simple either!
These words are very interesting!

Her mood became inexplicably smoother, and the impetuous and violent air that had been in the past few days became much calmer.

She stood up, took off her clothes, and went to bed.

Ming Feng looked at Jiang Wujiang and was at a loss for a moment.

These days, he is not having a good time, and he is ready to offend His Majesty, and he will be cold in the cold palace from now on. Unexpectedly, things are going exactly as he imagined.

Jiang Wujiang squinted at him, and said calmly, "I am the only one who can save you!"

(End of this chapter)