Chapter 36 Lingchen
Puff, three crisp sounds, first, the palm of the hand was numb, and then it was like being scalded by a soldering iron. It was hot and tingling, and it was beaten red and swollen.
Don't roll down the disappointing tears, hold back desperately, and stare at the inhumanizing teacher stubbornly. After the fight, the teacher ignored it. She went straight back to her seat and repeated the scriptures. Han You suffered this beating, and there was no longer any sleepiness, and his palm was still painful. I thought I would be fine after leaving the prison, but I didn't know that I would get out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den. Although the prison was dirty, the jailer still treated them respectfully. How could there be such a fierce teacher?
was hurt. Someone beside her pulled himself with his hand. At first glance, he handed her a small bottle and made a gesture to teach her to wipe it on her hand. I don't know what the yellow powder is. It is very cool to apply to the wound, which reduces a lot of pain.
In the afternoon, there was nothing to do. Because it was a royal temple, it did not receive incense and idle people. Some of senior sisters also focused on meditation on the Buddha, some people looked through the Buddhist scriptures, and some sorted out the Zen room. Han You had no intention to deal with them, only crooked in **, and only turned over the five-flavor bottle in his heart. The Zen room is a large room, with twelve quilts laid in two rows.
Hardwood** only covered a straw mat and a thin piece of cotton wool. How could I sleep if I hadn't stayed in prison for seven days?
I don't know what my father was thinking and gave himself to this fierce master. Xiuxiu and the others don't know where they have been sent, leaving themselves alone, and they don't know when this suffering will end.
While I was in a daze, I suddenly saw the head of this room come in, holding a gray coat, teaching Han You to change it, and taking out a few Buddhist scriptures from his arms. What are the Lotus Sutra and the Diamond Sutra, he said, "The teacher has ordered me to teach you to study well, and you will be tested next month!"
Next month? Do you really want to stay for a long time? I took a breath of cold air and looked at the Zen room. Even the lowest slaves in the palace were hundreds of times better than this!
"In addition, Lingchen, in another hour, it will be your turn to go to the Buddhist deacon. In fact, there is nothing to do. Just remember to add oil to the Buddha lamp and wipe it everywhere every hour!"
The room manager said it lightly. When he arrived at the Buddhist hall, Han You found that the Buddhist hall was extremely vast. If the so-called wiping was really done, it would take at least three quarter of an hour. In this way, there was only a quarter of an hour to rest. Not to mention the large and small Buddha lamps densely lit on the high hall.
The former deacon was the spiritual steward. It's strange that she couldn't be found. It turned out that the deacon was here!
"Spirit dust, wipe and brush dust. If there is no one else, you don't have to be too lazy, but the lamp oil must be added from time to time!"
Wipe? Humph, Han You didn't plan to do it at all? Because he asked, "What is the use of many oil lamps?"
"These no lamps are all made by the concubines in the palace who wish to pray for blessings. Have you seen the big dishwashing? It is the long-year-old lamp lit by the princess of Mu Xian for Princess Leyao. The smaller ones are the mother and son lamps lit by Mrs. Mozhu. These two masters are rich. One of them apply 300 catties of lamp oil every month, the other has 100 catties, and the rest are also the concubines. There are thirty or fifty catties, and there are also thirty or five catties.
"300 catties of oil in a month, where can I use it up?" Han You saw that although the sea bowl was wide, it didn't need to be so oily.
"Stupid girl, how can you really apply oil, but it can be converted into silver. Remember, don't short the lamp oil. If the lamp of Mu Xianfei is extinguished, don't say that you and I, even the teacher can't afford it.
"What will happen if it is turned off?"
"The lamp oil is inexhaustible and will naturally not go out. If the oil lamp dies for no reason, it is a great bad omen!" Lingkong's face was solemn, "Do you know that something strange happened in the Buddhist hall in those years? That night, my wife was flat and had nothing to wear. A lamp suddenly burned, and instantly dried the lamp oil and turned off the fire. However, three days after three days, Princess Shun'an was in Ruyang. That lamp was ordered by the former emperor for Princess Shun'an. Do you think it's strange? That night, the senior sister of the deacon was sent to the palace and never returned!"
Princess Shun'an? Didn't Xiuxiu say that Princess Shun'an was his mother? So he asked, "Why did Princess Shun'an go?"
"I don't know! To tell you this is to teach you to care about it. It's not stubborn!"
Han You became interested. When he stepped on his feet, he saw dozens of oil lamps arranged from top to bottom according to the noble and lowly. The two huge above are those of Mu Xianfei and Mrs. Mozhu. Han You also heard in the palace that Mrs. Mozhu was pregnant with dragon seeds. Although the emperor occasionally had a lucky concubine for many years, few of them were pregnant. I also heard that Mrs. Mozhu had made a mistake, but because the dragon seed was there, she escaped the crime and stayed in the Han Palace. If you give birth to a princess, I'm afraid it won't be good, but if you can get a prince, I'm afraid you will turn over again.
Because I caught a glimpse of a delicate but much smaller lamp between the two wide sea bowls, he wondered, "This lamp is also much smaller than the one on the next floor. How can it be ranked at the top?"
Lingkong replied, "This is what the emperor ordered today, and naturally it will be ranked at the top!"
Han You smiled and said, "The emperor prays for someone. Why don't you move the big jar? It's magnificent!"
Lingkong said, "That's what the emperor meant, but the master said that because the person the emperor prayed for was still young and was not the blood of the royal family, he was afraid that he could not afford it and broke the blessing. That's why I changed this dragon gold cup. Although it is small, it can be called the treasure of the town of the temple!"
"You can know which blessing the emperor is praying for, so solemn!"
"It is the imperial princess of Chang'an! The emperor made 500 catties of lamp oil to pray for the longevity of Princess Chang'an. Oh, I almost forgot that this oil is different from others. I have to use the superior oil in that small bucket. Don't confuse it. Let the teacher know too much that the punishment is no better than before.
Han You has been a little crazy for a long time, and Lingkong can't hear anything more.
It turns out that the father's waiting is still good. He escaped from marriage, left the Han Palace privately, and drunk. Whether he is an ordinary parent, he can't help but be angry, not to mention the father of the 95th? I don't know how the mess between Yan Zhi and Princess Anyue ended, and General Yan didn't lose money. The eldest princess's status is noble, and her character and appearance are more than enough. On the contrary, he is stubborn. If he really wants to marry Yan Zhi and go to Yizhou, General Yan doesn't have to fight. He follows his buttocks every day to clean up the mess for himself.
After thinking so much for a while, my mood gradually improved, and half of the grievances of the past few days were dispersed. The spirit has returned to the Zen room, so he first filled all the oil lamps, then picked up the rag and wiped them everywhere.
At a time, I was in charge for two hours. After another senior sister came down, went back to the Zen room to use the fast and recited the evening class. Finally, I could have a leisurely rest.
Life in thean is no different. I spend almost every day like this. I gradually get acquainted with the senior sisters, but it's not too lonely. However, Xiuxiu and the others were nowhere to find out and inquired in every way before they learned from their senior sister that there was a farm behind the Sanqing'an, which was the land awarded to Sanqing'an by the court. Xiuxiu and the others were sent to the farm as handymen.
It involved Xiutanglin and others. Speaking of slaves, one of the four has pinched a hoe.
Occasionally, a concubine in the palace came to Sanqing'an to burn incense and make a wish. Han You also pretended not to know, and was sent to deliver tea and water and lowered her eyebrows. Alas, the big man princess actually fell into delivering tea and water for these third-rate characters in the palace.
It is the leisure time that is easy to pass. Unconsciously, there is no news in the palace. It seems that it has been forgotten. The good mood that was originally teased by the emperor for his blessing has gradually faded away and become irritable.
This evening, I was reprimanded by the teacher for testing the Buddhist scriptures. It was because I was irritable and difficult to fall asleep, so I simply went to the nunnery. At that time, the bright moon was bright, the lotus fragrance fluttered, and some fireflies were flying around. I couldn't help walking under the wall of Sanqing'an courtyard, sitting for a while, and folding a snake-eye chrysanthemum in his hand to play. Thinking of the Huanxi Hall of the Han Palace, the flowers and the moon must be full at this time, but I sighed at the moon in this broken temple wearing cloth and hemp shoes.
I sighed for a while but had no choice. I was about to get up and leave when I suddenly saw a figure on the wall. Just as he was about to exclaim, the man also knew that he had been found. He flashed and jumped down and suddenly rushed to his side, holding himself with one hand, but the other hand covering his mouth.
"Master, don't say anything, I'm not a bad person!" The man said urgently.
Han You struggled hard, but he was so powerful that he struggled halfway.
"Does the little master know where a disciple sent out of the new palace is?"
Damn Duguhong, looking for a lantern with a lantern, covered his mouth so tightly, but taught people how to answer.
Han You early heard that the shadow was Duguhong. He couldn't say it, struggled and struggled. He was anxious and funny, and then stopped.
When Dugu Hong saw that she was no longer struggling, he slowly let go.
Intentional to tease, Han You's voice said, "Are you talking about Princess Chang'an? If the Dharma name is called Lingchen, alas, he is kneeling in the meditation room because of a mistake at this time.
"What? Kneel in the Zen room!" Dugu Hong jumped up, "Which one is so bold that he made the princess kneel in the Zen room!"
"Don't you know the donor? The princess is stubborn, and the teacher will be punished every night. It's light to kneel in the meditation room. It's miserable to beat the board!"
Beared the trapped beast in the Duguhong cage, walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, and shouted, "Master, take me to see your teacher. I have something to say!"
"Who is the donor? Breaking into the royal nunnery is already a death penalty. How dare you see our teacher?
"I can't take care of it! Ask the little master to take me there, and he will be rewarded every day?"
At that time, although the moonlight was bright, it was not very clear after all, and Han You was dressed in a dress, and his face changed greatly. Du Guhong was anxious and did not recognize it.
Han You finally couldn't hold back. Hearing him report himself, he couldn't help giggling.
Dugu Hong was stunned and said, "Who are you?"
"Poor Nifa's famous spiritual dust!" Han You smiled.