Chapter 39 ceremonial Buddha

Han You is not good at Longyang because of his amnesia, and even the affairs of men and women are very vague. Just look at Duguhong's face and tone, and know that it must not be a serious matter. Duguhong couldn't help but hesitate to explain again, but made Han You blush with shame.

"If it is an ordinary prince or noble, it may not be a very important thing to have the good of Longyang. It's just that the prince has a special status and will be the king of a country in the future. Such a thing is against people. If he works downward, won't it humiliate the great man? It is unusual for the emperor to be angry. If Mrs. Mozhu can really add a prince to the emperor, what do you think the emperor will think?

Han You said, "I don't care what kind of hobbies Brother Ran has. I just don't want Mrs. Mozhu to take the throne with such a despicable means. Duguhong, if you help, you can help. If you don't want to help, we haven't seen it tonight!"

Dugu Hong smiled: "There is no need to be angry, I'm just truthful. Youyou is willing to help the prince. Naturally, I am the prince's party. Tomorrow, I will find a way to enter the palace and tell the prince. On the contrary, Youyou should also be careful. The palace fight has always been ruthless, and the villain behind him can't be prevented. Don't get yourself involved and set yourself on fire.

Duguhong was a kind reminder, but Han You was uncomfortable listening to it. If you are afraid, it will be two-thirds of yours!"

Duguhong hurriedly told him for mercy and carefully accompanied him with a lot of words before he reluctantly went.

Han You turned back to the Zen room and walked to the west side of the Jingtang. Suddenly, he saw a figure hurried to the teacher's Zen room. Looking at it carefully through the moonlight, it was empty.

So he quietly hid in a cluster of begonias, waited for the spirit to leave, and jumped out, so that the spirit almost fell to the ground.

"It turns out to be your little girl!" Seeing that it was Han You, Lingkong complained, "When did you make such a joke!"

Han You has already explored the things in Lingkong's arms. He is indeed a chubby baby who is sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. Is it so fast?"

"No, it was also a coincidence that I walked five or six miles out of the city gate, and I saw a housekeeper-like man with two sedan chairmen, rushing on the road like a panic, and bumping me. The housekeeper apologized and was in a hurry to ask the doctor because Luo's daughter-in-law had a difficult delivery. It's not that the drought is in the rain. When I find the outsider's house, before the doctor arrives, the child was born first, and it turned out to be a baby boy. According to the teacher's teaching, Taoism is that this child is predestined with Buddha. If he grows up in a temple since childhood, he will surely achieve extraordinary things in the future. The Luo member saw that I was using the famous disc of Sanqing'an, and happened to be born as soon as I arrived. I was convinced. What's more, there were many descendants in his family, so he turned the child into a lot of trouble. I won't talk to you anymore. It's important for me to ask the teacher!"

"If you are not busy now, let me see this child. Shi Tai is not a slander. He is indeed predestined with Buddha. If he enters the palace in the future, he will not be soaring, and his future is unlimited!" Half serious and half sarcastic, he took the child and held it in his hand.

Sure enough, he is also a child of a large family, with a tiger's head and a tiger brain. The inverted bell-shaped indish green birthmark on the cheek is quite conspicuous.

Han You looked at it once, returned the spiritual space, and then went back to the Zen room to rest.

The next morning, when I got up and was in the morning class, I suddenly saw the old man of the porter rushing in and said to the teacher, "Mrs. Liu Yushi came to worship the Buddha and is waiting outside the nunnery!"

As soon as this statement came out, even Mrs. Shi was shocked. The imperial historian is listed among the three princes and nine ministers, and his status is extremely respected, but this Ma Yushi is not a royal clan. If you study it carefully, when the emperor reigned, there was a daughter of the clan who entered the palace to serve the former emperor and sealed Huarong. She is the sister of Ma Yushi now. But Ma Huarong has already fallen ill. In theory, the imperial lady outside the door is not qualified to come to Sanqing Temple to worship Buddha. And even if you want to come, according to the usual practice, you also need to inform them one day in advance. How can there be such a reason to kill directly outside the gate? Although it was unreasonable, Shi Tai pondered slightly and ordered to stop the morning class to welcome Mrs. Yu Shi.

The Yushi is only 40 years old and has a delicate figure, but she can't hide her old age, and her face can't be covered with a lot of fat powder. Mrs. Ma thought that she also knew that the Sanqing Temple was suspected of being ulcent, but her face was full of smiles and almost flattering.

After the tea ceremony, Mrs. Ma said, "To tell you the truth, there is a reason why I came here rashly today, and I'm not afraid of the teacher's joke. Because Ma Ronghua made a wish in Sanqing'an, he had not returned it, and we were not aware of it. But last night, Ma Yushi had a dream that Ma Ronghua was cut and dug his throat in the nose hell. When asked, he said that because the wish he made to the Buddha had not been fulfilled, he angered the Buddha, so he had to suffer all kinds of hardships. Ma Yushi woke up, but what happened in his dream was vivid and he could no longer sleep soundly. So he taught me to come here early in the morning.

The teacher remembers that Ma Ronghua did make a wish in Sanqing'an, but he never returned due to an urgent illness. However, this dream theory is a little credible, but it is quite suspicious, and it is not broken. She said lightly: "Amitabha, Mrs. Ma said it is serious. Although there is this matter, my Buddha is compassionate and has no reason to put Ma Ronghua into the nose hell for this reason. I think Ma Yushi fell in love with things and remembered this matter, so he was worried about it and had this dream. Since Mrs. Ma has come, please put the pillar incense in front of the Buddha!"

Mrs Ma said, "Don't be busy with incense. Since you want to return, you need to hand over the charity first." The housekeeper outside the door had already carried people into several large camphor wooden boxes, but when they opened them, they were full of boxes of jasper gold dust. The handle is carefully carved from the jade of Dushan in Nanyang, and the silk is made of red gold ponytails. At a glance, you can know that it is valuable. Fortunately, the Ma Yu historians have hidden so much dust.

"These Buddha dusts were prepared by Ma Ronghua, but there has never been a chance. I finally made this wish today.

The teacher said indifferently, "Well, thank you, donor!" I raised my hand to teach people to clean up, but I heard Mrs. Ma say, "Wait a minute, because Ma Yushi has an explanation, in order to show my sincerity, I will hand it over to the masters!"

This dust is still a good thing, but such a division, the nuns are not very impatient, and they haven't eaten yet! Shi Tai frowned slightly and had to say, "Well, it's a waste!"

At present, all the nuns were gathered and listed in front of the hall, and Mrs. Nama was indeed sent one by one. On the one hand, he looked at the nuns carefully and said a few words.

Han You is both younger and low, and naturally ranks last. I don't care about the jasper and gold dust, but I'm patiently looking forward to Mrs. Ma's early completion, so that they can break up! Mrs. Ma turned to Han You, and suddenly there was a trace of brilliance in her eyes, and she passed away again and again. It's just that Han You was born to observe, and although it was only for a moment, he also saw it in his eyes.

only heard Mrs. Ma ask, "What does the little master call?"

"Spirit Dust!"

Mrs. Ma smiled, saw the green silk in her hat, and said, "It turns out that she is still a lay disciple. What is her common name?"

With such cross-examination, Shi Tai can't calm down. How can Han You's common name teach her to know?

"Mrs. Ma, please give me some incense. It's getting late!"

Mrs Ma turned around and went into the Buddhist hall to smell incense.

I came out for a while, but I still refused to leave the temple. I just drank tea in the guest room and talked to the teacher. After staying for a quarter of an hour, even the profound teacher couldn't help saying bluntly, "Mrs. Ma came to the contempt today, isn't it just a wish? Just say it directly!"

Mrs Ma replied, "There is indeed something annoying. I hope the teacher will be too successful!"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Since Xiaoni in the imperial palace has returned to vulgarity, now the family is short of a master with both character and appearance. Ma Yushi thought about it and wanted to invite a master back from Sanqing Temple. There must be preferential treatment for students, such as the teacher's kindness, and there are other..."

The teacher interrupted rudely: "Does Mrs. Ma know? Sanqing'an is a royal temple, but it is an extraordinary nunnery, but poor nuns can't be mastered!"

Mrs Ma was unwilling and said, "That being said, everything is flexible. I think the Lingchen master with hair practice is very good. Please give Ma Yushi a face!"

If it is another one, there is indeed room for accommodation as a teacher, but if Han You is out of the temple, the teacher believes that nine more heads are not enough. Suddenly, he pulled down his face: "Mrs. Ma's words seem to be a poor bully! If you really want the nuns in my nunnery, Ma Yushi will only ask the emperor for it. As soon as the imperial edict arrives, it is impossible to move Sanqing'an to the imperial palace!"

At this point, there is no room for turning back. Mrs. Ma had to sue: "The collision master is too much. I'm sorry!"

He led the servant and maidservant in a panic, and a gust of wind swept away.

Here, the nuns dispersed, used early fasting, and still went to the garden to work. Because there was no rain in the past few days and the land was dry, Han You and Lingkong carried buckets to water. Now I'm used to doing these rough jobs. While watering the vegetables, I'm thinking about Mrs. Ma's strange ceremony today.

Although Mrs. Ma's words are all based, one time it was Ma Huarong's dream, and sometimes it was the family's family. But Han You always felt that Mrs. Ma was coming for herself, which she had this idea when Mrs. Ma saw her strange eyes. When Mrs. Ma proposed to enter her family by herself, she was even more certain.

Han You think that he has nothing to do with this Mrs. Ma or Dr. Ma Yushi. What did he do for himself for no reason? Looking at the situation, Ma and his wife did not know that they were Princess Chang'an. If they knew, they would never put forward the idea of entering the family.

It's weird. Is it possible for the villain behind Duguhong to become a reality? However, he didn't make any move, but he couldn't bear the prince's confusion. Can the enemy actually read his mind and see whether he was thinking?

I was thinking nonsense, and suddenly I faintly heard a baby crying. The cry came from the teacher's Zen room and gradually went out of the temple...