Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 31 - 31. In a word, break your Zen mind

Chapter 31, 31. One sentence, break your Zen mind

Xia Ji glanced sideways at her sister. The emperor was reading a book softly.

“Husbands are made in secret, and words are used to vent failures. It is not necessary to give up the body, but to talk and hide things, such a person is in danger. He shows that something has happened, but it is because of him. The speaker does not know it. It’s nothing but what happened, and you know why it’s done, so you’re in danger.”

Xia Ji knew that this book, which was the opening chapter of “Quan Dao”, expounded the danger on the side of the emperor from the perspective of a courtier. Its central thinking was delicate and complicated. If you want to use power, you know the difficulties.

There is no way to investigate the author of this book, but it should have been written by someone in the ancient times. It has been handed down to this day, and it is the only one unique to the imperial palace. After all, it is not something ordinary people can study. It’s a pity that the skill beads that such a book provides for me are only blue. I think it’s too constrained to the way of strategy and fall behind.

Xia Xiaosu read carefully, concentrates on reading without distracting thoughts. Obviously, her mood has begun to change. Xia Ji relieved with some relief, and then did not disturb the Nine Empresses. He just walked to the far side of the bookshelf and pulled out. The first book in front of me was read directly.

In this chaotic city of heavy snow, the turbulent pattern, the rain is about to come, and there are enemies hidden in it, just unscrupulously use spying to provoke right and wrong, but they do not show up.

But in such a chaotic situation, the prince and the prince were reading in the library in the morning, and the tone of the book was not rushed.

After reciting two books, Xia Ji’s hand was about to grab the third book. Suddenly there was footsteps outside the door. He pressed back the book that had only been half-drawn out, turned and walked to the door, and opened the door softly. Xia Xiaosu was very serious about reading, she had even devoted herself completely without being influenced by herself.

Outside the house, the guards who came by saw the prince go out, half kneeling in the snow, and shouted: “Enjoy.”

After only saying two words, Xia Ji suddenly raised his hand to signal him to stop, and then pointed to the outside of the courtyard.

The guard understood that he got up and bowed and walked out of the courtyard. Xia Ji also walked out. He didn’t want to disturb Xiao Su’s studies, just as the Nine Queens often stood outside the door carrying a lunch box, waiting for him. At the end of the recitation, he pretended to look like he had just arrived.

Snow fell in the courtyard, and at the archway, the guard knelt down again and reported: “His Royal Highness, Leiyin Temple has sent monks to come, please return the rosary beads, sticks and relics of the monk of Sadness and Kong.”

Xia Ji was stunned and asked, “Where are the rosary beads, the stick, and the relics?”

The guard said: “It has been put away by the father-in-law and placed in the Royal Armory.”

Xia Jidao: “Take it, and then let the monk from Leiyin Temple come to see me.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

After a while.

The sad and empty rosary, the Zen stick, and the relic have been held on the Jinxiu long plate and placed under the eaves of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

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

The guard was at the door, the smiling monk thanked him, and then entered the arch, and saw the young prince sitting cross-legged under the eaves with his left hand holding a cup of tea. The smiling monk said: “Old Na Wenkong has seen it Your Highness Seven.”

Xia Jidao: “Why did the monk come?”

Wen Kong said: “Come for the rosary, the stick, and the relic.”

Xia Ji asked: “Do the monks also hold onto it?”

Wen Kong: “The monks also need to live in this world, so naturally they have some holdings. These three things are originally owned by my Leiyin Temple, and I hope that His Highness can return them.”

Xia Ji directly said, “If you are not in the ghost party attacking the city, will you come to the imperial city?”

Wen Kong said: “Brother Xianyun Yehe, he has not returned to the temple for a long time. What he did has nothing to do with Leiyin Temple.”

Xia Jidao: “If the monks don’t stop talking, the monk said so, can the Zen mind be stable?”

Wen Kong calmly said: “Old Na hasn’t stopped talking, so the Zen mind will naturally not move.”

Xia Jidao: “Has the monk seen his heart?”

Wen Kong shook his head.

Xia Ji asked: “I haven’t seen it before, how can I know that I won’t move?”

Wen Kong asked, “Have you seen it before?”

Xia Jidao: “I have seen it, not only have I seen it, but I can also help the monk draw it.”

Wen Kong was stunned, then smiled and shook his head. Although this highness has been sincerely chanting sutras for more than two years, he has a Zen mind and broke the sea of ​​suffering, but the heart is a thing, illusory and unpredictable, how can it be drawn?

Zen mind is even more mysterious and mysterious. It is often hard to think and ask for it. When you look back suddenly, you have an epiphany. There is nowhere to go, and you can see Zen mind further.

How to draw this waiting?

Seeing that he didn’t think so, Xia Ji said, “If I can’t draw the monk’s heart, these three things will be returned directly intact.”

With a smile on his face, Wen Kong said, “Good.”

Xia Ji said, “But if I did it, what would the monk want?”

Wen Kong said: “How does your Highness want?”

Xia Jidao: “How many ancient secrets does Leiyin Temple have?”

Wen Kong said: “The secrets have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and many have been lost. Since your Highness has read the “Now Tathagata Sutra” and “The Past Burning Lamp Sutra”, there is still a copy of “The Tathagata Secret Storage”.

Xia Jidao: “Then use this book to exchange for the rosary and meditation stick relics, and I can return them after only three days.”

Wen Kong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that His Highness would not only follow up on the matter of Sad Kong, but also ask about the cause and effect behind the scenes, but he really didn’t know these things and they were very involved.

He thought that these three things are very important, and the magical artifacts involved must be returned, so he said: “The condition for referring to the secret store is to break the bitterness and treasure. Now that your Highness is broken, then Lao Na can swear an oath and discuss with the abbot to borrow books. Matters.”

Xia Ji nodded, then waved: “Come over, the monk, I will help the monk draw his heart.”

The smiling monk walked up to the Seventh Prince of Shang Dynasty with a little curiosity.

Xia Ji poured a cup of tea by herself.

The tea is already cold.

But he gently shook his left hand, and the high temperature produced by Nine Yang Zhenqi almost instantly made the tea evaporate, making a sound of boiling like fish eyes.

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

Wen Kong was caught off guard. He only felt that his brows were hot and his eyes hurt. All the smiles on his face disappeared, and he furiously said, “What are you doing?!!!”

Xia Ji didn’t answer, and his right hand was dipped in tea, quietly blending in a bit of the spirit of burning a lamp, and he scribbled on the coffee table, and soon drew an angry monk’s face.

The seventh prince of the great merchant stood up quietly and left with his hand.

The voice floated from a distance: “This is the monk’s heart. Does the monk feel it moved?”

Wen Kong looked at the face on the coffee table, angry and savage, he couldn’t help being dumbfounded.

In the next moment, he suddenly became red with red ears on the ground, knelt down in the snow, and his Zen mind was trembling. , Looked at the ferocious and angry look on the desktop again, stunned when he heard the sky, and could no longer restrain him, he threw forward and spouted a mouthful of blood mist.

His Zen mind was broken.

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