When I opened the door in the early morning, there was still a drizzling sound of rain.
A chill that strikes people.
Fangfei stood at the gate of Cining Palace, looking at the endless rain curtain. Then, she saw the gray-haired Taoist priest, wearing a straw raincoat, slowly walking from the rain. At any time, he was neither too fast nor too slow, let She remembered a joke. She asked, "Master, it's raining, why don't you walk faster?"
"Isn't it raining ahead? Why go quickly!"
It's indeed the same answer.
There was a little smile on her face. The psychic Taoist priest had already walked in, untied the straw raincoat on her body, shook off the rain all over the ground, and then entered the hall of Cining Palace.
There was no brazier in the room, which was very cold.
The Taoist priest sat down and Empress Zhang presented a cup of steaming fragrant tea.
He took a sip and asked, "Empress Dowager, this year, the northern country has good weather. It seems that the next year will be another great harvest."
"It's a pity that the three-rank system cannot be implemented smoothly." She suddenly laughed, "If the three-rank system is lost, I think, maybe next year, the equal-field system will be useless..."
The land reclaimed by the farmers is like a huge piece of fat, and the slave owners have long been eyeing it. Because they did not dare to take action easily due to the majesty of the country before. If they lose this layer of security, they are afraid of crazy land annexation. , the embezzlement that begins with power will immediately sweep the whole country.
When the Taoist priest saw her, he could still laugh. He took out a Lotus Sutra and handed it over, which was meaningful: "Empress Dowager, I will give you a scripture."
Fangfei took it and looked at it: "Master Taoist, why are you sending me Buddhist scriptures?"
"Buddhism is a family, no matter how rich or poor, everyone can become a Buddha."
No matter how rich or poor, everyone can become a Buddha?——Fangfei recited it again. He held this book without knowing at all. Just last night, Luo Jia held this sutra until dawn.
However, invisibly, I felt a faint power, and I didn’t know where it came from. The depression and melancholy in my heart suddenly faded a little.