Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 7
You are all dead, and I am the only one left.Daishan, tell me, will it be useful to exhaust my energy like this?In this mansion, I have been here since I was a daughter-in-law.All my love and youth have been mixed and precipitated. One year later, I am as old as a tree, but I am still here.Daishan, this is our home, I can't leave, I can't watch our children and grandchildren lead it to its downfall.When I was young, I was prosperous and rich. With you, I have seen thousands of people and everything, and I have been blessed.Now even if my heart is broken, I admit it.You have to help me, and you, you all have to help me, okay?Mother Jia, you saw her talking to herself.But I believe that she has seen the future.

Outside the window, a sparrow that hastily intruded was on a branch, making short and long calls.Under the porch, the sunlight that shines back and forth in a thousand turns is already old, and the golden-gray look, when seen in the eyes, is dizzy, which makes people feel gripped.Time slowly flashed past the old man's eyes amidst the cry of Que'er.

But Jia Mu knew that the days were still long, and she couldn't do all she needed to worry about for a while.So, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time

Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty, to overcome all hardships

Relic

色 不 异空 不 异色
色 即 是 空 是 色
受 想 行识 亦复 如是
Relic

It is all dharmas, emptiness, non-birth and non-existence
Not dirt, not clean, not increasing, not decreasing
Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, thoughts, and consciousness.

No eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, colorless sound, fragrance, touch

unconscious world
no ignorance and no ignorance

Even without old age and death, without old age and death

There is no suffering, no way, no wisdom, no gain, no gain
Bodhisattva according to Prajna Paramita
No worries, no worries, no fear

Stay away from reversing dreams and Nirvana
The Buddhas of the third age rely on Prajna Paramita
得 阿耨多罗三 藐 三菩提
故知 般 若 波罗蜜 多
It is a great divine mantra, a great Ming mantra, an unsurpassed mantra
It is true that the Mantra of No Etc. can eliminate all suffering
故说 般 若 波罗蜜多咒

That is to say, the mantra is called Jiedi Jiedi Boluo Jiedi
Boluo Monk Jiedi Bodhi Sapoha

——"Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra"

For the 260-character "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", Xichun cut her tongue, dipped in the bright and flawless blood, and wrote it lightly.The process of writing was accompanied by severe pain.The pain made her vigilant. Back then, Keqing brought her into this world in more severe pain than this.

After thinking for a long time, she decided to give this gift to Keqing.May the Buddha lead you out of the sea of ​​suffering and sinking.

Xichun no longer shed tears.When anyone came to see her, they treated her indifferently and without leaving a trace, because her tongue was hurt on both sides, and she had no part to speak when someone else spoke.

She looked at those medicinal powders in the room playfully, and those precious powders fell from her fingers.Taking a breath, a thick fog suddenly appeared in front of him.

Through the thick fog, you can see her watery eyes, and you can hear the voice in her heart, she said: I would rather have this tongue broken, but it is still strong; I would rather have this tongue rot, but you want it to recover.It's mine, but it was never, never mine.All in all I have no choice but to be chosen.So I learned to obey.

Ruhua came in, applied medicine for her, and arranged for her to go to bed.

"Girl, it's getting late, let's arrange it earlier." Ru Hua said.Her voice was clear but dull.After hearing this, Xichun turned around, grabbed her by the shoulders, and looked at her, not hiding her doubts.

"What's on your mind?"

"No."

"I know there is. Your voice tells me that you are no longer the original Ruhua. The voice cannot deceive people."

She wrote something on the paper for Ru Hua to see, stared at her and smiled, the smile flickered on and off, then Xi Chun raised her hand and burned the paper to the candle.In an instant, the paper gave off a smell of burnt paper, and paper dust the size of a butterfly fluttered up and down at Xichun's feet.

Ruhua thought about it for a while before he hesitated to speak, just in a daze, Xichun had already turned around and walked to the bed, leaning back on the pillow, lying face inward.

Ruhua knew that Xichun would never look back and never talk to her again.She is a young lady, how can she talk to the maid with a shy face?She didn't blame her indifference when she entered the painting, she herself was also numb, she only looked up at the wall, the long shadows of the two people, and the indescribable darkness and silence in her heart.

She suddenly felt that she had been able to touch Xichun's deep silence, but she couldn't go deep.

Xichun fell asleep.In the dream, she passed through the doors of hanging flowers, like a person walking in the water, watching the swaying images in the distance.Those old things are always shaking, and some have begun to fall.

Familiar and lonely emotions gradually rose in my heart, and I remembered that time when I walked here every day to meet someone.

She missed her, so she sent her mother-in-law to pass the message.Sister-in-law, I want to see you.She always said yes.Not a single refusal.So she never thought about her difficulties.

Like a person who is already deeply cold in the world of ice and snow, she just yearns to fly to a place as warm as spring without any worries.She chases her, just like Kuafu chases the sun.

Only later did she know that her meeting with Ke Qing in the East Mansion was a secret and the result of careful arrangements.She used to naively thought that Dongfu was her real home. As a young lady, when would she go? Wouldn't that make me happy?

It was a dream, she couldn't go to the Qin family's golden house now, because there are too many people there.She didn't know what Keqing was worried about, but she looked at Keqing coldly, and she didn't look like the kind of person who made trouble out of nothing.Xichun thought to herself, maybe it's really inconvenient.For example, Big Brother Zhen, every time she came, he was always away from home, or he was on an imperial errand, or went hunting with Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan, and Chen Yejun, the princes and grandchildren.It stands to reason that Qin should be busy when Jia Zhen is not at home, but she always invites Jia Zhen to play when she is not at home.Xichun didn't ask too many questions, she was a child who was used to accepting things quietly.Moreover, Qin's feeling towards her is safe, there is no doubt about it.

According to Xichun's temperament, I think Tianxianglou is good, a clean and elegant place, with lingering and bright sunshine in the afternoon, enveloping the intimate two people like dense golden threads; rainy days are also good, the fine rain lines under the corridor , is more beautiful than any bead curtains, the rain hits the glazed tiles on the eaves, ding ding dong dong, in the sparse room, the laughter reflects the sound of the rain, the Qing Jue who has passed away from the world.

At that time, she was happy without boundaries, and she didn't know why happiness came into existence and why it died.Now I know that with Keqing, everything can be fulfilled.If the emotional omissions were made up one by one, she would be a complete and pure person, and would not be covered in blood.

That night, Jia Zhen came back suddenly, and people from outside came in, sounding like voices from another world.She saw Ke Qing's face tremble.

At that time, a candle flower just exploded, and the candle light also trembled - I thought it was the candle flame flickering.

Keqing and Xichun slept together, hurriedly put on their clothes and went down to meet them.The hairpin swayed and the shadows fluttered, the bun was slack, and the hairpin couldn't be inserted properly, so I accidentally tied my hands, and cried out with a ouch.She panicked like an actor who couldn't make up enough to get on stage.The gold hairpin and silver hairpin shoot out fine shimmering light, piercing Xichun's eyes like needlepoints.

"Sister-in-law, why are you in such a hurry, take your time, brother won't blame you."

"Xi'er, you don't know." She turned her head and smiled hastily, "Stay at ease upstairs and don't come down." After getting along for a long time, she called her Xi'er.After erasing the word spring, all that is left is the tenderness like silk.

She obediently stayed upstairs, not making a sound, and gradually fell asleep.There is still her warmth in the bed, and her fragrance beside the pillow.Who can tell her why she has such a deep attachment to her sister-in-law, such a lingering attachment?Her feelings for her are like white cotton sun-baked in the new sun, warm and soft, making people want to plunge into it wholeheartedly and sink in it.

Jia Zhen came up anyway, he was clear about the secret passage from Keqing's room to here.For a long time, he didn't walk, because every step seemed to be stepping on his own heart.This secret path was set up by him back then. He set up this secret path to pave his way to Qingyun, and also set up a forbidden area that cannot be touched, a dark tunnel that can never be exhausted. He trapped himself inside.

Back then, he heard his wife crying, cursing, and calling for help through the door.Relying on this door, he resisted the conscience in his heart, shut them up, exiled them that were just about to move, released evil thoughts to devour everything, and finally, he was able to let himself extinguish the five sounds and thoughts.The woman in the room has nothing to do with him, everything has nothing to do with him.He was finally able to turn a blind eye and be insensitive.

Today, seeing Xichun sleeping soundly, he can no longer turn a blind eye.

Jia Zhen is sure that she is a selfish and vicious person, with evil thoughts entrenched in her heart like poisonous snakes.In the room, a faint candle flame by the bedside suddenly burst out, like a letter in the mouth of a poisonous snake.

Jia Zhen turned on the candlelight, held the candle to shine on Xichun's face, and smiled: "Yo! I said you raised a little boy, but you turned out to have a girl, and she is here too. It's hard for her, it's so chaotic outside, she slept sweetly . " Full candle oil flowed down his hand, hot.He didn't feel any pain either.

"Be careful with your hands." At this point, Qin Shi calmed down and rushed to grab the candlestick from Jia Zhen's hand.

"Are you afraid of burning her?" Jia Zhen smiled and handed the candlestick to Qin Shi without forcing her.While reaching out to explore Xichun's face.His face was close to hers.The evil results of more than ten years ago gradually took shape in the fundus of his eyes, and the fundus of his eyes was so painful that he was about to bleed.

The pain was like the pain that a god once had - there was a god, he had a beautiful garden, and he had a servant.One day, he added a companion for this servant on a whim. He thought, I give you life, I give you love, I give you happiness, and I give you everything you want.As long as you must be loyal, you must not betray.And one day, the servant obeyed his partner's words and plucked the fruit from the tree. After eating it, he thought about it and was no longer loyal.

God was very heartbroken, so he expelled them.so painful.Even God cannot forgive the consequences of rebellion.do you know?Emotionally selfish.

He strangled Xichun's neck, God knows, he didn't know it.

"Strangle you bastard! Stretch you!" He finally shouted, wrapping his hands around her neck like nimble boa constrictors.

His throat was about to be pinched, his breath was blocked, his eyes were staring, and his ears were buzzing.His face was purple, bruised purple.

Xichun opened her eyes with difficulty, she was no longer sure who that person was.All he could see was a vague, hideous face.

The world is getting farther and farther away from her, farther and farther...

"Let go!" Ke Qing screamed, coming to tear Jia Zhen apart.

"She is my daughter! If you want to strangle her, strangle me first! Whose fault is all this, tell me! Whose fault is it!" She stumbled and threw herself on Xichun, screaming with tears streaming down her face.

"Get out of the way, I will definitely kill her, it's been 15 years, she should have lived enough!" Jia Zhen pushed Qin Keqing away, and then strangled Chun's neck again.

"Brother..." Seeing that it was Jia Zhen, Xichun was startled and afraid of struggling for life.

(End of this chapter)