Chapter 46: Visit to Zen

Because Xiao Rang was seriously injured in his arm and could not go to court, he personally wrote a memorial to ask for sick leave and asked the King of Huainan to take him to the imperial court the next morning.

Emperor Cheng'an stroked his pen and approved Xiao Rang for ten days of sick leave. He also asked the palace servants to send him some rare medicinal materials and told him to stay in bed and recuperate.

In this blink of an eye, eight or nine days have passed.

Xiao Rang was at the age of strong body. After several days of rest and tonic, the two hideous wounds soon healed and gradually grew new flesh with a faint pink color.

It was just the pain and itch caused by the wound healing, which made Xiao difficult to fall asleep all night. He could only look at Gu Xiyan's sleeping soundly beside him, and tossing and turning.

In the past few years, Xiao Rang has become used to being busy. Now he is injured. He stays in the mansion of Pingyang Marquis every day for several days, and he really can't sit still.

Therefore, today I took Gu Xiyan and took two or three carriages to Fanjing Mountain to worship Buddha.

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Buddhism and Taoism prevailed in the Great Yan Dynasty. In the capital city, there were also temples at the foot of the emperor, with temples everywhere, and guests and donors in a constant stream.

Fanjing Mountain is located between the steep mountains and ridges in the outskirts of Beijing. There is an ancient Buddhist temple called Jialan Temple. Since its inception, emperors of all dynasties have worshipped Buddha here, which is quite famous.

The mountain is full of passionate redness, spreading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

Beneath the mountains covered with forests, the magnificent Zen temples and temples appear and appear from time to time, contrasting with each other. It is truly "the towers and towers are hidden in gold and silver, and the forests are back in the mirror."

Between the clouds, mountains and seas of fog, a group of people and horses walked around the main peak Fanjing Mountain and headed towards the side peak Yincui Peak.

Halfway through the mountain, a group of carriages stopped. Gu Xiyan helped Hong Fei's man get off the carriage and asked Xiao Rang in confusion, "If the marquis wants to worship Buddha, why don't you go to the Jialan Temple on Fanjing Mountain, the main peak?

I heard that the presidency of the monk Fajue in the Kalan Temple is quite proficient in Buddhist verses, and he was also said to be the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva by the people."

Xiao Rang looked up at the clouds and mist on the mountain and said, "There is a Qingxin Temple on this Yincui Peak. The Master Meng Shen in Qingxin Temple has guided me for one or two things.

Now that I have been visiting for a long time, I will take advantage of my idleness in the mansion today and come to visit my wife with my wife."

Gu Xiyan didn't expect that Xiao Rang was still a Buddhist. After hearing this relationship, he saw that he looked solemn, and immediately he did not doubt that he was there.

...

Following the bluestone road in the mountains and walking hundreds of steps up the mountain, you will come to a deep and quiet Zen temple.

"Tu tuk--"

The guard Liuyun stepped forward and knocked twice on the vermilion-colored half-moon gate. Everyone waited for a while and heard a burst of footsteps coming from the gatehouse.

The vermilion-colored half-moon door opened, and a little nun wearing a monk's robe and a hat poked out from the door.

The little nun glanced at the person briefly, immediately looked happy, clasped her hands together and said, "Hurry up and please come in."

There are towering ancient trees in the Zen temple, lotus flowers and treasures are carved on the bluestone slabs under your feet, and only a mottled strange stone stands on the screen wall, and two or three sweeping nuns inside, all of which are as simple as water and hang down into meditation.

Gu Xiyan listened to the bright and sparse clock coming from his ears and looked at the Zen meaning coming from the scene in front of him, and couldn't help feeling ethereal from head to toe.

Ancient trees were planted in the Zen temple. After dozens of steps, the group saw a nun wearing a stone-green monk's robe standing quietly under the tall loquat tree not far away. He was twisting a string of white sandalwood beads in his hand and smiled slightly at the two of them from afar.

Xiao Rang was far-sighted and his pace was a little faster unconsciously.

I saw him pulling Gu Xiyan forward and bowing deeply, "I have met... Master."

Master Meng Shen looked at Xiao Rang, then looked at Gu Xiyan again, with a kind expression and clasped his hands together and said, "I have met two donors."

This master was dignified and generous, with faint fine lines on his face, and he looked middle-aged.

Under the stone-blue monk's hat, there was a crow-green temple hair pressing down - he was actually a person who practiced with his hair.

Gu Xiyan stared at Master Mengsang for a long time, feeling that she looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.

After seeing the rituals on both sides, the little nun beside Master Meng Shen led everyone to the Zen room.

...

Today is the first time Gu Xiyan has met this Master Meng Shen.

Just now in the yard, Gu Xiyan saw that Xiao Rang was quite respectful to her and was afraid that he would lose his composure in his words, so he sat there and drank the fragrant tea and listened quietly as the two talked.

Only when he heard that Xiao Rang first asked Master Meng Shen whether the weather was getting winter and the warmth on the mountain was enough, and then asked if Chen Nian's cough was getting better.

Gu Xiyan listened quietly for a while, and his heart couldn't help but be filled with questions.

During the days when the two got married, Gu Xiyan's impression of Xiao Rang has changed quite a bit.

In the last life, Gu Xiyan always thought that Xiao Rang was a rough martial artist. In this life, she gradually realized that this person had an indelible nobility in his words and deeds, or in his bones.

But... At this time, when Xiao Rang was talking to Master Meng, he was extremely caring in his words, and he never even called himself "I"!

Whenever in the boudoir, Xiao Rang hugged Gu Xiyan and said tender words, saying "husband" one by one, Gu Xiyan looked at the handsome man in front of him, and couldn't help but bump into the deer. Now it seems... is he like this to others?

!

Gu Xiyan glanced at Master Meng Shen's dignified and elegant face, lowered his head and drank a sip of fragrant tea. He immediately felt a sourness in his throat, which was really mixed.

After a few more words, a little nun came in with a curtain and resigned with Master Meng.

Master Meng Shen explained with a smile, "The peace talisman in Jialan Temple is the most effective.

As it is cold today, the mountain roads are frost, and Pomni's legs and feet are inconvenient, so he thought of asking the people below to ask someone for him for the marquis."

After hearing this, Gu Xiyan pursed his pink lips and immediately stood up with a smile, "Even so, I might as well go with the little master, so that I can do my best to do my best in front of the Buddha and ask for peace for the marquis."

After hearing this, Xiao Rang nodded, pointed to the two guards and followed Gu Xiyan.

...

After the group disappeared into the door, Master Meng Shen retreated, leaving only a sister-in-law called "Shen Tan" beside her.

Xiao Rang put down the teacup in his hand, got up from the Eight Immortals Chair, lifted his robe, and rushed to the head, Meng Shenshi Taihang gave a big gift with kneeling on both knees, "My son pays his respects to his mother."

It turned out that this Master Mengsan was the late Princess Yuanning who was called the late one.

Xiao Rang's father fought on the battlefield in his early years and returned in a corpse. When he died, Xiao Rang was only fourteen years old.

Two years later, Xiao Rang's mother, Princess Yuanning, also claimed to have passed away due to illness.

The nobles of heaven and nobles and great military achievements were left in the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion for a time. After hearing the bad news, others sighed and burst into tears.

On the day the funeral of the Marquis of Pingyang, the families of the important civil and military officials in the court set up spirit sheds, spirit tents, and on both sides of the Zhuque Street, countless people in Shengjing City stood quietly, watching the coffin leave with sad faces.

The young Xiao Rang was depressed all day long after his parents died. The Empress Dowager took him to comfort him for several days, but he failed to relieve the pain in his heart.

The loyal and kind people buried their bones in the loess, while the treacherous and slandered people had no name in the world. This world has never lacked new things.

After the people are sad, life still needs to be lived.

After half a month, the funeral at the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion gradually faded out of the world's vision.

That day, Liuyun brought Xiao Rang to the gate of the Zen temple on Yincuifeng Mountain.

The young marquis knocked on the vermilion half-moon gate, and saw the close maid Shentan, next to Princess Yuanning, walked out of the Zen courtyard, folded his hands together, looked at the young prince who was in front of him, and held back his tears and led him into it.

...

"Get up."

Princess Yuanning raised the string of Buddhist beads made of white sandalwood on her hand and smiled faintly, "It's been a while since the wedding. Everything in the house is fine?"

Xiao Rang also smiled and stood up and said, "When you say to your mother, everything is fine in Pingyang Marquis' Mansion and Shengjing City."

Princess Yuanning nodded, "Mrs. Gu looks like a kind-hearted child. If you have been struggling in the army for many years, you will inevitably lose your care and gentleness... On weekdays, you should cherish your wife more."

After hearing this, Xiao Rang suddenly recalled the scene in his mind that night when Gu Xiyan held his pear blossoms and asked for "mercy" with rain, and immediately said with a humility, "What my mother taught me is a lesson."

It was rare for the mother and son to meet each other, and Xiao Rang explained in detail what he saw in Beijing today and the trivial matters at the Marquis of Pingyang.

Princess Yuanning heard this and smiled and said, "I am very relieved to be a mother with Mother Gui by your side."

It can be seen that you love Gu very much.

It is worthy of your efforts to personally go to the Lord..."

When Xiao Rang heard this, he hurriedly interrupted, "Mother!"

"It's rare to see you have a thin-skinned face."

Princess Yuanning smiled and asked again: "I heard that you were injured in your right arm, how has your injury recovered?"

Xiao Rang said, "I told my mother to worry about it."

It turned out that the day Fanglin's hunting ended, the horse was shocked when he returned to Beijing and was accidentally injured.

These days, Xieryi was taking care of her in confusion, and her injuries were almost healed..."

Xiao Rang was talking on his own, and when he looked up, he saw Princess Yuanning smiling at him. He couldn't help but pause. His ears were red as it could not be seen in a thousand years.

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On Fanjing Mountain, in Jialan Temple.

Gu Xiyan knelt on the cushion, looked at the top of the Jinxiang Buddha, and bowed devoutly three times.

After Hong Fei knelt down, she stood beside Gu Xiyan, looked at the Indigo Jade, who was still kneeling on the cushion in confusion, and whispered: "You girl are so greedy, why do you have so many wishes that the Buddha has fulfilled?"

When Tianyu heard this, she pouted and said angrily, "Sister is such a bad word. My sister first asked the Buddha to bless the lady and the wife of the master, and then asked the Buddha to bless the Marquis' Mansion. She was greedy!"

Hong Fei smiled narrowly, "That's all?

Why did I hear someone chanting something just now and say how to bless the fire guards…”
To be continued...