He was wearing a large gray monk's robe, which was slightly white after washing, but was clean and spotless.
His figure was thin, even a little thin, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
He has an ordinary appearance, neither ugly nor handsome. It is difficult to attract attention in a crowd. However, when paired with a gray monk's robe, he looks simple and easy-going, which makes him look very comfortable.
He is calm and composed, making it difficult to tell how old he is. Judging by his skin and facial features, he should be around 20 years old, but judging by his temperament, he seems to be a man of rich experience.
Xu Miaoru sat on the couch and titheed.
Fakong Heshi returned the favor: "I've met the princess."
Xu Miaoru's bright eyes flashed brightly, and she smiled sweetly and said: "Master Buddha is here, and I am greeted from afar."
Fakong said: "The princess calls me by the name of Dharma. She doesn't dare to be called a master."
He stood quietly, looking at Princess Xu Miaoru calmly, with a calm and calm expression, as if the other person did not exist.
He neither bowed to Prince Xin nor looked at the two crown princes and crown princes.
Xin Wang Chuxiang lowered his eyes slightly, showing no emotion or anger.
Chu Yan’s gentle smile makes people feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze.
Chu Jiong looked at Fakong wildly for a few times, curled his lips, and shook his head secretly. He was just a useless person who didn't know martial arts, how could he be a great monk?
The third child is really getting worse and worse.
However, seeing the mother-in-law's eyes shining with interest, I must not show disdain.
When he thought of this, he immediately restrained his disdainful expression and looked at Fakong seriously with a solemn expression.
The two beautiful and dignified young women looked at Fakong curiously, wondering how he could be called an eminent monk.
"Monk Fakong, what is emptiness?"
"Empty is not different from color, and color is not different from emptiness."
"What is fate?"
"Occurrence, life and death."
"Why is there?"
"There is emptiness, there is persistence."
…
Xu Miaoru asked twelve questions in one go.
Fa Kong answered the questions one by one, fluently and freely.
"Monk Fakong, you are young, but the Dharma is so profound."
"Buddhism is boundless. A poor monk has just stepped into the path of Buddhism and dare not claim to be profound."
"Monk Fakong, I read the Amitabha Sutra..."
She immediately discussed Buddhism with Fa Kong.
Everyone who believed in King Xin felt drowsy.
From time to time, professional terms popped out of their mouths, which made them confused and confused.
But seeing Xu Miaoru getting more and more excited as she talked, her eyes getting brighter and her cheeks even flushed, and her beauty and dazzling beauty, they didn't dare to interrupt at all, or even speak to interrupt, they could only listen obediently.
King Xin looked at Xu Miaoru quietly. Seeing how happy she was, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his mood became lighter.
Fa Kong shook his head secretly.
The moment he came in, he had already understood everyone's thoughts.
The two beautiful Huaxin young ladies were simple-minded and just felt sorry for Xu Miaoru.
They do have true feelings for Xu Miaoru, and Xu Miaoru usually takes care of them and helps them suppress and control their husbands to prevent them from messing around.
Once the princess is gone, they can no longer control their husbands.
Girls from wealthy families often go to two extremes, either very scheming or very naive.
A family with many legitimate daughters is often scheming and thoughtful.
As the only legitimate daughter in the family, she has no pressure from competition and is regarded as the apple of her eye. She is often more innocent than the daughters of ordinary families.
He judged that these two people were the latter.
He could also see that both Wang Chuxiang and his son did not believe in Buddhism at all, and they even disapproved of him as an eminent monk. It was only because of Princess Xu Miaoru that he did not attack and forcibly endured.
King Xin is indeed a sweetheart, and his whole heart is dedicated to Xu Miaoru.
The two sons also respected Xu Miaoru.
Xu Miaoru seemed to be the top being in Prince Xin's palace, the lord of the palace.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Two quarters of an hour passed.
Three quarters of an hour passed.
…
An hour passed.
Xu Miaoru was in high spirits.
The skin is as rosy as a baby.
Although the sound is not loud, it is clear and powerful, with a hint of magnetism in the crispness, which is extremely pleasant to the ears.
Her beautiful eyes are shining like gemstones reflected in the sunlight, which is astonishingly beautiful.
Xin Wang Chuxiang looked at her with a smile on his face.
Chu Yan and Chu Jiong looked at each other from time to time, feeling strange.
Mother and concubine, this doesn’t look like a return to the past.
No matter how hard you look back, it will never last this long.
Did the mother-in-law change from a dying state to this just because she found an eminent monk who could talk freely about Buddhism?
It’s not like we didn’t find eminent monks in the mansion before and talked about Buddhism, but it has never been so effective.
This monk Fakong is indeed a bit weird.
Chu Yu knew that Fakong did not want to publicize the power of the Buddha's mantra, so he did not open his mouth to reveal the reason for Xu Miaoru's recovery, and suppressed his excitement in silence.
"Princess, let's stop here for now." Fakong took the initiative to end the discussion and said gently: "The poor monk will stay in the palace for two more days. There is no hurry."
"The monk only stays for two days?"
"There are things going on in the temple, so I can't stay long."
"Two days is too short."
"..." Fakong smiled and said nothing.
"Alas..." Seeing his firm expression, Xu Miaoru knew that he could not force him to stay, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, just two days, wherever the monk lives."
"Mom, Fakong lives in Shuyuyuan."
"That's good." Xu Miaoru smiled sweetly and said, "I can live in my house and listen to high-level talks at any time."
"The poor monk takes his leave."
If the law and emptiness are combined, exit the waterside pavilion.
Xu Miaoru watched him leave, with a smile on her beautiful face.
King Xin smiled and said, "Madam."
Xu Miaoru turned around and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this Master Fakong is a true monk."
“Aren’t those eminent monks from before not real monks?”
"Those monks... although they are not vulgar, they are still not as good as Master Fakong after all." Xu Miaoru shook his head: "This Master Fakong possesses wisdom and is by no means an ordinary person."
"oh--?"
Xu Miaoru rolled her eyes at him and said: "Those eminent monks invited by the prince are old enough and have good martial arts skills, but Buddhism..."
She curled her red lips and said, "I'm embarrassed to point it out."
"Haha!" King Xin couldn't hold back his impulse anymore, he laughed and hugged her into his arms, hugging her tightly.
"Your Highness——!" She hurriedly struggled, her face flushed.
With three children and two daughters-in-law by her side, she really couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
But Chu Yan and the other three were all used to it. They looked away without changing their expressions, either looking at the window grilles, the curtains, or the books on the desk.
King Xin vented his ecstasy through several bursts of laughter and reluctantly let go of her.
He was smiling all over his face, and he could feel her vitality in his arms. It was definitely not a dream, it was real.
"Mom, let's say goodbye then." Chu Yan said with a smile.
Xu Miaoru waved her jade hands.
They exited the waterside pavilion.
Chu Yan and Chu Jiong's eyes fell on Chu Yu.
No matter how dull they are, they still know that Xu Miaoru's turning the corner must be related to Chu Yu, otherwise there would be no such coincidence.
The imperial doctors were helpless, so how could he get better on his own and so quickly?
"Third brother, let's go and talk in my courtyard!" Chu Jiong picked up Chu Yu's sleeves and pulled him to his Xianju courtyard.
Chu Jiong's wife Li Jingchun called to the maids to serve melon and fruit snacks, and stood aside curiously to listen to their conversation.
The female family members do not see outsiders, but Chu Yu is not a outsider, so she does not have to abide by this rule.
Chu Jiong asked directly, what is the ability of this invited eminent monk? Is it his means to improve the mother-in-law?
Chu Yu hesitated.
"I understand." Chu Jiong patted his thigh: "It's him. What a good boy. Xiaosan, you have grown up!"
He looked Chu Yu up and down: "You're lucky."
Chu Jiong felt that he could invite him to the mansion if he met him, but he just envied Chu Yu's good luck.
Chu Yan asked in a warm voice: "Third brother, you are asking for Buddhist scriptures and relics from your mother and concubine. Is it for this master?"
"Yes, brother." Chu Yu nodded.
He has great respect for this elder brother.
It's just helpless. In Chu Yan's eyes, he is still a child who has not grown up, and his words are not valued very much.
You care about him and take care of him but you don't respect him.
Chu Jiong laughed and said: "If you use those things in exchange for the mother and concubine to get better, it's not a bad deal!"
"Second brother, stop doing business!" Chu Yan frowned.
Chu Jiong chuckled: "Brother, people in the world are bustling around for profit, and there is nothing wrong with me doing business."
"When a businessman pursues profit, he will lose his original intention. Don't go too far." Chu Yan said: "Besides, my father has always disliked you doing this."
"Just don't let father find out." Chu Jiong smiled nonchalantly: "Brother, you have to help me hide it!"
He looked at Chu Yu: "Third brother, don't accuse me."
Chu Yu smiled and shook his head: "Second brother, don't worry."
"What's going on with this eminent monk Fakong?"
"Well..." Chu Yu hesitated.
"We brothers, what else can't we say?"
"Fakong really doesn't like to be noisy." Chu Yu said, "I'm afraid that I'll annoy him by talking too much."
"...Forget it." Chu Yan interrupted what Chu Jiong wanted to ask and nodded: "Odd people will inevitably do strange things, so let's not talk about it for now."
"Thank you, elder brother, second brother." Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Third brother, you have done a good job this time." Chu Yan said: "My father is very happy to save my mother and concubine."
Chu Yu smiled bitterly.
He doesn't expect this.
Father and son hate each other. This started from the moment they were born. It doesn't take a day for a foot of ice to freeze. How can it be said to change?
Now he only hopes that his mother-in-law can live a long life.
"Treat this eminent monk well." Chu Yan said a few words, then stood up and left. As the eldest son, he had to worry about everything in the house and was very busy.
Unlike Chu Jiong, he only has to worry about his own business.
Although he is a young prince, he likes to do business. He has opened six shops secretly.
Chu Yan has said it several times, but Chu Jiong just turned a deaf ear to it. As the eldest brother, he shouldn't be too harsh.
——
early morning
On top of the pure lake in the back garden of Prince Xin's Mansion.
Guanlanting
Xu Miaoru was wearing a dark green robe, which made her skin look like mutton-fat white jade, with a faint glow.
She lowered her head and played the piano in the pavilion.
Her hair, which is as black and bright as mist and clouds, is pulled up high, revealing her graceful neck like a swan.
The sound of the piano and the cong-cong sound are quiet and spacious.
The pavilion is surrounded by gauze curtains.
The fine gauze curtains float gently with the lake breeze.
There are two maids beside them, one is plump and graceful, coquettish and charming, the other is slender, graceful and dignified.
Fakong and Chu Yu entered the small pavilion quietly.
The two maids bowed politely.
Chu Yu waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to speak and waited quietly aside.
Fa Kong closed his eyes.
He formed a seal with his hands, moved his lips, and cast the rejuvenation spell.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Feeling something strange, Xu Miaoru pressed the strings with her hand, turned to look at Fakong, and smiled sweetly: "Sure enough, it was the monk who did it!"
Fa Kong closed his eyes and continued chanting.
Xu Miaoru also closed her eyes, feeling the strange taste.