Early the next morning, Li Yan came to work at the Imperial City Guards.
Seeing that Madam Ye's arrest did not appear in the internal security records, he knew that the two saints had secretly reached a tacit agreement.
Li Zhi and Wu Zetian are both political figures, and such people have a common political stance, so it is impossible to break up at this stage.
Li Yan was a little curious. Privately, did Li Zhi, who saw through it, give in, or did Empress Wu still swallow her anger even if she knew the truth?
"In any case, Wu Minzhi will definitely be alive in a few days, and the grievances of the Yang family and his daughter can be cleared."
"Prince, that's all my assists!"
Although it's far from perfect, this case should be over.
Li Yan retracted his gaze from Daming Palace and walked to the martial arts training ground.
The Neiwei station is rapidly expanding, or in other words, it is returning to its former prosperity, and various facilities are becoming more and more complete.
He has seen many fifth-grade officials coming in and out in the past few days, and there must be suitable candidates among them.
Li Yan looked a little envious, but when he saw that they were at least in their early forties, he felt relieved.
Practice! Practice!
The bow will be full! Shoot the Sirius!
While he was repeatedly practicing his secret skills, Qiu Shenji appeared on the sidelines and waved his hands repeatedly: "Liu Lang! Liu Lang!"
Li Yan said: "Brother Qiu, morning!"
Qiu Shenji saw that his expression was as usual and he didn't care about yesterday's incident, so he quickly said: "Oh, Liulang, why are you so polite all the time? You should just call me Shenji!"
"God what?"
Li Yan laughed in his heart. Qiu Shenji was almost thirty, and he was Qiu Ying's nephew. It was only normal to call him brother.
Now that Qiu Shenji has taken the initiative to change his name and address him by words, he really wants to hug Li Yan tightly.
Seeing the pleading on this guy's face, Li Yan did not hesitate, nodded and said: "With our friendship, whenever I need it in the future, I will definitely think of you first!"
Qiu Shenji laughed heartily: "Haha, with Liu Lang's words, I feel relieved!"
He said with a relaxed tone: "Liu Lang, tomorrow is Mrs. Rongguo's birthday. I just heard an official from the Ministry of Rites say that the Buddha statues will be paraded in the street and a prayer ceremony for Mrs. Rongguo will be held together."
Li Yan raised his brows, thinking of the huge silhouette he saw on his first day at work in the Imperial City: "Is that the huge empty statue?"
Qiu Shenji showed the piety of leek: "Yes, I will eat pure food and release animals, solemn ritual objects, and make offerings to the Buddhas. It will be a grand ceremony. I hope the Buddha will bless me, get rid of bad luck, and turn bad luck into good luck..."
Li Yan couldn't hold back his laughter, but soon he was notified that they would also participate as bodyguards.
A normal Buddhist Dharma gathering consists of fasting, giving food, preaching the Dharma, and praising the Buddha's virtues.
Mrs. Rongguo's seventh-year funeral was even grander, with Buddha statues walking through the streets, lanterns being set off for prayers and other activities.
The seventh day is the forty-nineth day of the seventh week. Starting from the first seven days, a spiritual throne is set up. Every day we cry and worship, and sacrifices are made in the morning and evening. Every seventh day, a grand Buddhist ceremony is performed, and fasting and worship are held. It stops on the day of the seventh week.
This custom, including the first seven often referred to in later generations, is a concept that was born from Buddhist scriptures during the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Roughly speaking, after a person dies, he will seek the destiny of reincarnation in the underworld. Every seven days is a period. If he does not find it in one period, he can renew it. At the end of the seventh seven days, he is guaranteed.
, you will definitely get the opportunity to be reincarnated.
Therefore, people in the Yang world must also hold a salvation ceremony every seven of the forty-nine days of the deceased, so that the Yin and Yang realms cooperate.
However, this transcendence is also very particular, because there is a choice between good and bad reincarnation.
If you do a lot of Buddhist work, you will be reincarnated into a good family; if you do little, you will be a poor family.
And if a person has done a lot of evil during his lifetime, according to Buddhist theory, he will be an animal in the next life. However, in the seven or seven periods after his death, he can ask his filial relatives and friends to perform great Buddhist deeds for him, so that he can hear monks chanting sutras.
If you repent now and make good intentions, you can avoid being an animal and be reborn as a human being.
Look, I can still put down the butcher knife after death. How merciful I am.
This kind of ritual is very bad in the eyes of Confucians, but due to the great rise of Buddhism in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, it gradually became unstoppable and has now become a habit.
In order to show filial piety, the funeral ceremony of the royal family was even more grand.
As a result, Li Yan and others were soon captured and asked to participate in the protection of the Dharma Assembly.
"Oh, you disturbed my practice again..."
Qiu Shenji was happy to see the Buddha statue up close, while Li Yan hated this kind of interference with his paid practice.
After working as an internal guard for more than half a month, the first official assignment I got was to act as security guard for a Buddhist Dharma gathering, which was outrageous.
But there was no way, there was no way to avoid this kind of thing, Qiu Ying soon arrived and officially announced the mission.
Li Yan followed the large army to get new work clothes, and soon left the imperial city, marching along the main streets, simulating tomorrow's route.
When passing Taipingfang, Li Yan subconsciously looked at Zhou Guogong's mansion.
Historically, when Mrs. Rong Guo was buried, the warrior Xun gave it to the Taiwei, the Prince and Grand Master, the Prince of Taiyuan County, and Mrs. Rong Guo gave it to the Princess of Taiyuan.
After the coffin was taken out, all the officials from the capital and the wives of the family were sent to Chang'an Bianqiao together.
The scene was quite spectacular.
Now there is no posthumous title, it is just a Dharma gathering to pray for blessings, which can’t help but feel like it’s done in a hurry.
Li Yan understood that this was because he was afraid that Wu Min's case would involve more old things, and Empress Wu would hurriedly bury Mrs. Rong Guo to ensure dignity.
"That old woman did a lot of evil, but she was able to be buried in a grand manner. It's really an advantage for her!"
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Li Yan rode his horse and passed by, not knowing that in the inner house a few walls away, Wu Minzhi was trembling all over, with seven silver needles stuck in his body, and a monk standing in front of him.
Kumarajiva was concentrating on applying acupuncture to the patient. The maid who was originally monitoring Wu Minzhi had already fainted beside him.
No one would have thought that this Tubo monk would dare to return to his home.
Kumara himself didn't even think that he would come back.
In fact, if he had left Chang'an at that time, Kumarajiva would have left too.
The Tang Dynasty was too dangerous and he wanted to return to Tubo.
But later, Kumarajiva was injured by Ming Chongyan. After hiding and recovering from his injuries, he became increasingly unable to let go.
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Prince Xiao Ming discovered that once he escaped back to Tubo, it would be difficult for him to improve his cultivation in the future.
Therefore, even though it was very dangerous, he still resolutely dived back.
The imperial guard in the front yard of Duke Zhou's mansion was very lax and had many loopholes.
When he was in the Shaoyang Academy, Li Yan commented that these people were just messing around. They were so passive when they were in the palace of the Crown Prince, and they were even less likely to be strict in the palace of Duke Zhou.
But after Kumara became vigilant, he discovered that there were many masters secretly monitoring this place from afar.
Just when I was thinking about how to sneak in, just this morning, most of the masters hiding in the dark suddenly withdrew, leaving only a few people.
Kumaru seized this opportunity, sneaked into the backyard, and treated Wu Minzhi for the second time.
This time, Kumarajiva used Mingwang Jin and acupuncture pharmacology at the same time, a two-pronged approach.
But it has no effect.
Because these days, Wu Minzhi has been fed so many decoctions that a normal person would be made a fool, not to mention that he is not normal in the first place.
After several attempts, Kumara was unable to communicate normally and could only shake his head and prepare to leave.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, Wu Minzhi's hands tightly grabbed his monk's clothes and refused to let go.
Kumara looked at him and took out seven long needles: "Donor, my Dalun Temple has a secret method that uses seven needles to prick the blood and stimulate the human body's instincts. If you want to temporarily regain your consciousness, you can only use this method!"
Having said that, he also knew that Wu Minzhi would not answer, so he pricked the needle directly.
Half a quarter of an hour later, a man with gray hair and wrinkles appeared in front of him.
Wu Minzhi seemed to have aged twenty years, and his speech was still unclear, but his eyes were no longer blank, and he said intermittently: "It's you... you..."
Kumarajiva said: "The donor does not believe in medical science. If he had treated with acupuncture from the beginning, he would not have ended up crazy. The poor monk should not have believed in the power of King Ming. After all, he would have been guilty. What is the donor's wish? If the poor monk had
If you can do it, I will help you complete it!"
Wu Minzhi's lips trembled: "Tell them... I am cured... I am cured..."
Kumarajiva shook his head: "Donor, there is no need to think like this. When you are crazy, you will tell all the evil deeds in the past."
Wu Minzhi's face showed deep despair: "Did I really... say it?"
There is nothing more despairing than going crazy and then returning to normal, knowing what you did when you were crazy.
Kumara clasped his hands together: "My Buddha is merciful. He refrains from doing any evil and performs all good deeds. The donor should think about what last words he wants to leave for the people who love each other. The poor monk will definitely bring them!"
"Love each other...love each other..."
Wu Minzhi shook his head: "I have no relatives or love in my life...the only one who can protect me is my grandma...only my grandma...ha..."
His speech gradually became smoother, and he showed a flattering look: "Master, can you take me out? Take me to escape as far away as possible, even to Tubo!"
Kumarajiva shook his head: "The poor monk can come here because your place is going to hold a blessing ceremony. The manpower is diverted and it is absolutely impossible to take the donor away. However, the donor's body is used to prick blood with seven needles. There is not much time left."
There’s no need to think about the future.”
He did not know that the evacuation of the Meihua inner guards was due to the internal reconciliation reached between the two saints, and he thought that the personnel were transferred because of the conference outside.
Wu Minzhi also didn't know the mystery. After asking, he became emotional and showed his ferocity: "Buddha statues walking in the street? Praying ceremony? That old man's glory after death is much greater than mine. After my death, I'm afraid I will be notorious forever."
Will it be recorded in history?"
He gnashed his teeth with hatred: "My sins have to be repaid, but what about the evil that was done to me?"
Kumarajiva was silent for a moment and prepared to leave: "The donor has no unfulfilled wishes. The poor monk is leaving!"
Wu Minzhi reached out and grabbed his monk's robe: "Master, wait, I have a wish. I want to tell the world the truth about the past!"
Kumarajiva said: "It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to help the donor, it's also that the poor monk can't do anything."
"Of course it's not a direct declaration. That mean and unkind couple only wants power rather than the truth. I am not what they want!"
Wu Minzhi laughed hysterically: "Master, you just need to send me to a convenient place, a place that no one can think of. By the way, bring some threads..."
After he finished describing what he wanted to do, he stared at Kumarajiva: "Master, your Buddhist sect pays attention to the cause and effect of good and evil. Do you dare to fulfill this last wish for me?"
Kumarajiva looked shocked.
This kind of thing is so crazy.
But when I think about all the things I saw when I came to Datang.
Buddha does not save people, he only seeks to survive.
Kumara finally put his hands together:
"Amitabha, when fate meets you, you will receive your own retribution. Perhaps this is how it should be!"