Qing Palace - Biography of Concubine Wan

Chapter 22 Dream Angelica (1)

The nights in May and June are the most pleasant. The moon is like a mirror, and the stars are shining brightly, like a star-studded chess game hanging on the huge chessboard in the night sky, and reflected in a pool of distant water!

The mystery of the night always makes the world think about it. I don’t know how many beautiful legends have been created from ancient times to the present...

Qing Ru was tossing and turning in the room, so she simply put on her clothes and got up, and came to the edge of Linyuan Pool with her qin in her arms alone. The sound of insects could be heard from the flowers and grass from time to time, and she put the qin on the simple qin stand built by Xiao Fuzi .

The brilliance is like water, sprinkled on the body of Qingru who is dressed in white, immediately adding a bit of dusty air, plucking the strings skillfully with her slender fingers, playing her favorite "Ruoxiangxi".

It is said that "Ruoxiangxi" and "Guangling San" were written by Ji Kang, the head of the seven sages of the bamboo forest in the Jin Dynasty, but the latter was lost after Ji Kang's death. As for the former, it has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost. The source of the story is Ji Kang or not, the legend is not true after all!

Playing to the emotional point, it seems that there is only one person left in the world, the piano has no intention, but the player who plays it is affectionate...

May the sound of the zither bring her thoughts home, to see her elderly parents, and the young and withered little Fanger, are they... all right?

Qianqing Palace was brightly lit, and Fulin hadn't rested yet. He was looking at the mountain of memorials on the table.

Leaving aside his self-willedness and the arrogance deeply rooted in his heart, and only talking about his political achievements, he has indeed done a good job. He is diligent in governing and caring for the people, which is much better than those emperors in the previous dynasties.

Fulin didn't rest, and Chang Xi, who was his personal eunuch, didn't dare to relax in the slightest. He dedicatedly stood under the hall and waited for orders at any time. Besides him, there were four other eunuchs on duty at the door, and one of them crept away from the door. He came in, whispered a few words in Chang Xi's ear, and after Chang Xi nodded to show he knew, he quietly retreated back to the door.

Chang Xi stood up when Zhun Fulin finished approving a paper and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"Talk!" Fu Lintou didn't speak authentically.

"Just now the Respect Room came to ask, Your Majesty, are you going to sleep at the Qianqing Palace tonight or with some empress?"

After his reminder, Fulin remembered that he hadn't turned over the signboard tonight, but tonight he was not so interested that he didn't even want to, so he opened another booklet and asked absent-mindedly: "What's the name of the new class?" Is there any show girl who hasn't been favored before?"

Chang Xi lowered his head and thought for a while and said: "Back to the emperor, there are Ling Changzai, Yi Changzai, and Le Changzai who have never served in bed." If you can't answer the emperor's question, you can't bear to walk around.

"How do these three people look?" He asked in a flat voice, completely absent minded.

"They are all average, and they are not as beautiful as Yin Guiren and Ze Guiren." Chang Xi carefully replied after comparing them repeatedly. In fact, he really wanted to say that they were not as good-looking as the Ru Guiren from Chonghua Palace, but he knew that the emperor never liked them. That one, so I dare not speak out.

Fulin responded casually, and put the last touch on a disaster relief booklet, closed the booklet and said uninterestedly: "Then Ling Chang is here!" It has been six years since he accepted his first concubine, and he I have long been accustomed to using this method to choose a woman who can't even remember her appearance to accompany me. Who told him to be the emperor of the ninth five?

However, the moment he said it today, an inexplicable irritability flashed in his heart. Tonight, he doesn't want any woman to accompany him!
This kind of feeling made it difficult for Fulin to adapt for a while. Even when Xianglan first entered the palace, he never had the idea of ​​disfavoring other people. Why did this feeling suddenly appear today, and it became more and more serious? Strong, so strong that he couldn't help but call out to Chang Xi who was about to walk to the door to deliver the decree.

"Wait a minute, I still won't call for bed tonight, I will stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation!"

"Cha!" The emperor's order is beyond doubt. Chang Xi didn't ask him what he shouldn't ask, but made the most correct response at the first time. This is why he has been able to stay safely in these years The reason for Fulin's side.

Being disturbed by this, Fulin could no longer calm down to critique papers, so he simply got up and went down the hall. He stopped Chang Xi and the others from following, and walked alone in the palace. The palace was heavily guarded, and there were guards everywhere. Seeing the golden color approaching from a distance, they all knelt down silently.

Fulin wanted to go to Chengqian Palace to see Dong E Xianglan, but when he got there, he found that the lights inside were all off, and he didn't want to disturb the pregnant Xianglan, so he had to leave quietly.

He was wandering aimlessly in the palace, the evening wind felt extremely comfortable on his face, and there were a few intermittent sounds of the piano blowing along with the wind. It was so late, and there was actually someone playing the piano?
Fulin's curiosity was aroused, and he took a few steps towards the direction where the sound of the piano was coming from. After he saw the direction clearly, he hesitated again. He already knew who was playing the piano. He couldn't even lift his feet, and there was some kind of incomprehensible information in his eyes...

Will you... will you... will you...

At some point, Qingru came to a chaotic world, and there was a voice calling from a distance in the void, so far away, so strange, and so real...

Are you asking her?What would you like?and who are you?
The eye sockets became warm for no reason, something flowed down her cheeks, and she covered her mouth with trembling hands to prevent the sound of crying from escaping!
Why, why just one sentence made her feel inexplicably sad!
In the middle of nowhere, the Buddhist chants floated into her ears from a distance, soothing her aching soul. At the same time, a ray of light lit up in front of her, illuminating the chaotic world and everything that should have been clear. matter!

Pious, still, glowing, the world of flying phoenixes comes into view, the clean glass ground is overflowing with golden clouds!
Numerous bodhisattvas and arhats sit on the lotus golden platform and listen to the Buddha's voice. The Buddha faces the four directions with the most compassionate attitude, and the peaceful Buddha's voice is uttered from his mouth.

A disciple asked, "Why do people want to reincarnate?"

The Buddha replied: "There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, long-lasting grievances, not being able to ask, not being able to let go; people suffer from birth, the suffering of poverty, the suffering of greed, the suffering of parting... ...If people live endlessly, I am afraid that all living beings will suffer unspeakably, so God has given people the right to reincarnate, forget everything and start again!"

Another disciple asked: "Buddha, can the wheel of fate be changed?"

Qingru is like a passer-by, watching the gods and Buddhas in the sky discussing Buddhist principles and life with cold eyes.

This time the Buddha didn't answer, but spread his hands, creating an unknown scene in the world of mortals:
On a lush mountain, a snow-white and round rabbit got out of the cave. It looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no danger, it jumped to the side and gnawed the fat green grass. However, at this moment, a rabbit hovered over The eagle in the sky found it, swooped down rapidly, grabbed the rabbit's body with sharp claws, and then rushed up into the night. The lively white rabbit became a skeleton in a short time under the eagle's beak.

After Bai Fang's death, he was still reincarnated as a white rabbit, and then repeated the scene just now over and over again, going round and round, endlessly!

The Buddha scattered the image in his hand and said: "This is not my flesh and blood. After thousands of years, I have my own spiritual wisdom, but I still can't escape the fate of turning into rabbits to feed eagles! Although fate can be changed, it is not the same. Power can do it!"

All living beings were silent, only Venerable Kassapa held up a lotus flower and said: "Buddha, is there a way to cross the white rabbit and transform into a human?"
A budding lotus flower took shape in the hands of the Buddha: "The fate of the white rabbit is not unchangeable, but someone must enter the world with it to suffer the suffering of reincarnation. Kasyapa, are you willing to convert it?"

Venerable Kasyapa left his seat and knelt in front of the Buddha and said, "Kasyapa is willing!"

"Are you willing to give up your golden body and suffer from the cycle of reincarnation?" Buddha asked Kassapa holding a flower.

"Buddha could cut meat and feed it to eagles. Venerable Guanyin gave up becoming a Buddha to save a woman. Kasyapa is also willing to enter the world of reincarnation to cross the white rabbit!"

"Even if you fall into perdition forever and never return to the land of bliss, are you willing?"

"It is Kassapa's good fortune to be able to accompany me forever, and it is Kassapa's wish to save all living beings from suffering. Even if it is just a white rabbit, Kasyapa is willing!"

The Buddha lowered his eyes, held the flower and smiled, and the lotus bloomed quietly in his hands...

Suddenly all the scenes exploded with a bang, dissipated into the invisible, Qing Ruzhong fell back into the endless chaos, woke up in shock, only to find that she was still in the Chonghua Palace, Qin was by her hand, and Chi was in front of her. In front of her eyes, there is no such thing as Buddha or Kasyapa. It turned out that everything was just a dream.

She actually fell asleep during the break, and had such a bizarre dream, she shook her head in a funny way, but when her fingers touched her cheek, her smile froze there, and she slowly raised her hand to In front of my eyes, I saw that it was covered with wet tears, and there were tears on my face and skirt.

She hadn't cried for a long time, but now she cried so sadly in her dream that she feebly moved the corners of her mouth.

Fulin...

Maybe in my previous life, I really owed you...

So in this life, I will use my whole life to repay you...

It's just that in the next life, please, please don't owe any more...

(End of this chapter)