Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 31: One word breaks the Zen heart

Xia Ji glanced sideways at his sister, the princess was holding a book and reading softly.

"The husband's affairs are made secret, and the words are leaked. It is not necessary to give up the body to leak, but the words and the hidden things, such people are in danger. It seems that something has happened, but it is for other reasons, the speaker If you don't know what's coming out, you also know why you're doing it, and you're in danger..."

Xia Ji knows this book. This is the opening chapter of "The Way of Power". It is from the perspective of a courtier to explain the dangers of the side of the king. The center of the book is delicate and complicated. It is difficult to use power. .

The author of this book has no way to investigate, but it should be written by someone in ancient times, and it has been handed down to the present, and it is the only copy that only exists in the imperial palace. It's a pity that the skill beads provided by such a booklet are only blue, and it seems that they are too obsessed with tactics and are inferior.

Xia Xiaosu recited carefully, paying full attention without distracting thoughts. Obviously, her mood had begun to change. Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and then did not disturb the Ninth Princess, but just walked to the farther bookshelf. He took out the first book in front of him and read it directly.

In this chaotic capital with heavy snow, the turbulent pattern, the mountains and the rain are about to come, and there are hidden enemies inside. They just use unscrupulous spies to provoke right and wrong, but they don't show up.

But in such a chaotic situation, the prince and the princess were reading in the library in the morning, and the tone of chanting was slow and slow.

After reciting the two books, Xia Ji's hand was about to grab the third book when he heard footsteps outside the door. He pressed the half-drawn book back again, turned around and walked to the door, whispering again. Opening the door, Xia Xiaosu recited very seriously, and she even threw herself into it without being influenced by herself.

Outside the house, when the guards came to see the prince going out, they half-kneeled in the snow and said, "Report..."

After only two words were said, Xia Jimeng raised his hand to signal him to stop, and then pointed to the outside of the hospital.

The guard understood, he got up and walked out of the courtyard, and Xia Ji also walked out. He didn't want to disturb Xiao Su Nianshu, just like in those two years, the ninth emperor's daughter often stood outside the door with a lunch box. , and when he finished chanting, he pretended to have just arrived.

The snow fell in the courtyard, and at the arch, the guard knelt down again and reported: "Your Highness Qi, Leiyin Temple sent monks here, please return the rosary, Zen staff and relics of the monk of Beikong."

Xia Ji was stunned and asked, "Where are the rosary beads, Zen staff, and relics?"

The guard said: "It has been collected by the father-in-law and placed in the royal armory."

Xia Ji said: "Take it, and let the monks of Leiyin Temple come to see me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

A moment later.

The rosary beads, Zen sticks, and relics of sadness and emptiness have been placed on the splendid long plate and placed under the eaves of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

And a smiling monk in a cassock also came from a distance with the guard.

The guard was in front of the door, the smiling monk thanked him, then entered the archway, and saw the young prince sitting cross-legged under the eaves, drinking a cup of tea in his left hand, the smiling monk said, "Old Na heard Sora has seen His Highness the Seventh."

Xia Jidao: "Why did the monk come here?"

Wen Kong said: "I came for the rosary, the Zen staff, and the relic."

Xia Ji asked, "Do monks also hold anything?"

Wen Kong: "The monks also need to live in this world, and naturally they have their own hold. These three things are originally owned by my Leiyin Temple, and I hope Your Highness can return them."

Xia Ji said directly: "You are not here when the ghosts attack the city, and you are here to disrupt the imperial city?"

Wen Kong said: "Senior Brother Xianyun Yehe, I haven't returned to the temple for a long time, and what I did has nothing to do with Leiyin Temple."

Xia Ji said: "The monks don't lie, and the monk said so, can the Zen mind still be stable?"

Wen Kong calmly said: "The old man hasn't lied, so his Zen mind will naturally not move."

Xia Ji said: "Have the monk seen his heart?"

Wen Kong shook his head.

Xia Ji asked: "I haven't seen it before, how do you know it won't move?"

Wen Kong asked back, "Has your Highness seen it?"

Xia Ji said: "I have seen it, not only I have seen it, but I can also help the monk draw it."

Wen Kong was stunned for a while, then shook his head with a smile. Although His Highness has been reciting scriptures for more than two years, and has a Zen mind, he has broken through the sea of ​​suffering, but the mind is a thing, illusory and incomprehensible, how could it be possible to draw it? ?

The Zen mind is even more mysterious and mysterious. Often, after thinking hard and thinking about it, I can't find it. When I look back, I have an epiphany, and there is nowhere to go.

How to draw such a heart?

Seeing that Xia Ji didn't agree with him, he said, "If I can't draw the monk's heart, I will return these three things as they are."

Wen Kong smiled and said, "Good."

Xia Ji said: "But if I draw it, what would the monk want?"

Wen Kong said: "What do you want, Your Highness?"

Xia Jidao: "How many ancient treasures are there in Leiyin Temple?"

Wen Kong said: "The secret treasure has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and a lot has been lost. Since Your Highness has read the "The Tathagata Sutra of the Present" and the "Lantern Sutra of the Past", there is still one copy of "The Secret Treasure of the Tathagata" ."

Xia Ji said: "Then use this book to exchange for the rosary, the stick, and the relic. I can return it after reading it for three days."

Wen Kong secretly sighed in relief. He thought that His Highness not only wanted to ask about Bei Kong, but also to ask about the cause and effect behind the scenes~IndoMTL.com~ But he really didn't know about these things, and they involved a lot.

He thought that these three things were of great importance, and that the magical instruments must be returned, so he said: "The condition for viewing the secret treasure is to break the sea of ​​bitterness and treasure. Since His Highness has broken, then the old man can swear with a Zen heart and swear with the abbot. Negotiate about borrowing books."

Xia Ji nodded, then waved, "Come here, monk, I'll help the monk draw his heart."

The smiling monk walked up to the Seventh Prince of the Great Merchant out of curiosity.

Xia Ji poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea is cold.

But with a light grip of his left hand, the high temperature generated by Jiuyang zhenqi almost instantly made the tea steam hot, making a sound like a fish's eyes moving slightly.

The next moment, Xia Ji raised his left hand, and the hot tea was splashed directly on Wen Kong's face.

Wen Kong was caught off guard, only his brows were burning, his eyes hurt, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said angrily: "What are you doing?!!!"

Xia Ji didn't answer. He dipped his right hand with tea and silently absorbed a bit of the Zen spirit of burning a lamp. He painted on the coffee table, and soon he drew an angry monk's face.

The Seventh Prince of the Great Merchant stood up quietly and left with his hands behind his back.

The voice floated from a distance: "This is the monk's heart, does the monk feel that it is moving?"

Wen Kong looked at the face on the coffee table, angry and ferocious, he couldn't help but stunned...

The next moment, he suddenly turned red and his ears were red, he knelt in the snow, his Zen mind was swaying, and he recalled the question that the seventh prince of the great businessman asked, "The monks don't lie, the monk said this, the Zen mind can still be stable. Stay?" Looking at the ferocious and angry picture on the table again, Wen Kong's spirit was shaken, and he couldn't hold back any longer, he fell forward and spewed a blood mist.

His Zen heart was broken.