Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 4: Sumi on foot


"Sariputra, all dharmas are empty signs, neither arising nor dying, neither impure nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no form in the sky, no feelings, thoughts, actions, consciousness, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, and sound. Fragrance touches the law, the visionless world, and even the unconscious world..."

Under the blue light.

In the attic.

The prince recites scriptures day after day, with a sincere voice and a kind of indifference that truly sees through the world.

This made Gonggong Mei in the pavilion three hundred meters away nodded frequently. He held a whisk in his hand, crossed his legs, and held a cup of hot tea, with a bit of sneer on his lips.

The seventh prince has been reading the scriptures for two years, and his temperament is probably worn out. Yesterday, the ninth prince should have told him about the marriage with the Turks. The prince did not get angry. It can be seen that he has really become a softball .

Xia Ji recited the scriptures until noon, and there were familiar footsteps outside the door. After a while, the door was pushed open, and the Ninth Emperor closed the door, and then she showed a look of grievance.

"Xiao Su, what's wrong?"

"Brother, the monk at Leiyin Temple said that the "Sutra of Burning Lamps in the Past" is his Buddhist secret collection, and there are rules in the temple, saying that only by climbing the ninth peak of Xiao Xumi Mountain and playing a game with the former abbot on the top of the mountain, Only by breaking that game can you be eligible to refer to the Book of Burning Lamps in the Past."

Xiaoxumi Mountain is a strange mountain outside the Dashang Imperial City. It is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and the deeper it goes, the more so. The Leiyin Temple is only on the fifth peak.

Xia Xiaosu continued: "I told the monk that my brother was under house arrest and could not leave the palace. The reason for borrowing books was because he was obsessed with Buddhism, but the monk said that there are rules in the palace and there are rules in the temple. ."

Xia Ji thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Xiao Su, go to him and tell him that his son wants to go to Mount Sumeru to play a game of chess, just to read a scripture, leave in the morning and return at night." /

Xia Xiaosu is obviously a little afraid of the emperor, but she thinks that she may only be able to spend three months with her brother. After three months, she will fall into the wild land and go to the endless hell. Suddenly, she is no longer afraid. , nodded and said "OK".

By the evening, the Ninth Princess came back.

As soon as she entered the door, she smiled, "Brother, he promised, you can leave the palace tomorrow."

Xia Ji beckoned, and Xia Xiaosu walked to his side.

"Xiao Su, sit next to me."

"Yeah!"

The two brothers and sisters were sitting in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion at twilight. Xia Xiaosu suddenly sighed softly, leaned his head lightly on his brother's shoulder, pursed his lips, the smile in his eyes disappeared, revealing a few words. Depressed.

Xia Ji stretched out his left hand, put his arms around his sister's shoulder, and suddenly asked, "What did you promise him?"

Xia Xiaosu trembled, she turned her head away and looked at the dark ground.

The small pavilion fell silent.

It wasn't until Xia Xiaosu spoke again that the peace was broken: "I promised him that I will go to the Turks happily, and I will do my best to promote the alliance between the Turks and the big businessmen."

Xia Ji's fingers were still calm, but he tightened the hug a little bit. He took his sister into his arms, Xia Xiaosu suddenly began to cry, and asked softly, "Why, why, why? We What did I do wrong?"

Xia Ji let her cry.

Cry.

I cried a lot.

can grow.

Three months.

Enough.

He raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window, his eyes were calm, as still as the peace before the infinite madness at the beginning of the world.

The next day.

Xiaoxue.

Eunuch Mei prepared the carriage, raised the voice of the drake, with a three-point mockery, and said sharply: "Seventh prince, please."

Xia Ji didn't say much, he just got into the car. It was already a blessing for the emperor to go there. How could he let other people accompany him? As for this Eunuch Mei, it is completely surveillance, which is naturally different.

The abbot of Leiyin Temple had long known that the prince was coming, and he did not personally receive the prince who was under house arrest. He just sent a little novice to lead the way and took Xia Ji to the back mountain.

The novice leads the way.

Xia Ji walked in the middle.

Eunuch Mei quietly followed.

At the entrance of the ninth peak, the little novice stopped in front of a mountain gate, then put his hands together and said, "Donor, please climb the mountain alone, the mountain has its own chess game."

Xia Ji walked directly past the mountain gate, and Eunuch Mei followed, and the little novice hurriedly said, "This Eunuch, according to the rules of this temple, only players who climb the mountain alone cannot go there."

Eunuch Mei said sharply: "Our family is the envoy of the emperor, and we need to be bound by your rules?"

The little novice hurriedly said, "I also ask my father-in-law not to be embarrassed..."

Eunuch Mei ignored him and was about to walk through the mountain gate. Xia Ji suddenly said, "Eunuch Mei, there are rules in the temple, so you must follow the rules.

If my father-in-law insists on coming, I can't play this game. Even though I am the prince under house arrest, I can still talk to the emperor when I return to the palace. "

Eunuch Mei was stunned for a while, and he weighed it in his heart. There was no need for him to entangle with this already defunct prince. If he was really cruel, he would suffer a big loss, so he laughed sharply: "Then Our family is waiting for the prince at the foot of the mountain."

On the other side, the little novice also breathed a sigh of relief, showing a friendly smile to Xia Ji.

Of course, Xia Ji didn't help this little novice~IndoMTL.com~ He just didn't want to have Eunuch Mei standing behind him when he played chess.

He walked past the mountain gate, which is the snow-capped ridge, and then the cloud-shrouded mountains.

The prince of Da Shang walked up step by step, away from the novices and eunuchs, and gradually entered the deep winter sea of ​​clouds.

Here, I do not seek Buddha, but only take sutras.

An hour later, Xia Ji had reached the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is empty, and the fog has dissipated a lot, but looking around, it is a vast expanse, like walking in the sky, looking down and seeing the world.

Xia Ji looked up and saw that in the center of the open space on the top of the mountain, there was a square boulder as a natural chessboard, and on the opposite side of the chessboard was an old monk sitting cross-legged.

When the old monk saw the person who came, he did not say to take a seat, but said: "The old man heard from the abbot that the donor should use the "Lan Lantern Sutra" to view it. It is the Zen mind that fights. If the Zen mind is not enough, the donor will probably have gray hair in this game. He will be decades old. From now on, his heart will be suppressed by a nightmare. Accompany the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp, otherwise the heart will not be at peace.”

Xia Ji nodded, indicating that he understood, and then sat down opposite the old monk.

"Wait."

The old monk's voice sounded again, prompting, "The donor is afraid that the old man's remarks are too mysterious, and he thinks it is a trick, right?"

Xia Ji stopped, shook his head and said, "I didn't think so."

The old monk shook his head, feeling that the young prince in front of him was still too ignorant, and he never understood what kind of chess game he needed to face, so he sighed: "Then, before the donor takes his seat, let the old man tell a story. , after listening to the story, if the donor still wants to sit, then it is the fate of karma, and the old man will not say more."


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