Outside the wing where Yun Qian lived was where the King of Chu lived. The King of Chu heard the movement on the partition wall. He listened to what Yun Qian said so clearly and acted decisively, which made him frown.
Even more powerful.
When he heard Chu Yuanzhou's whisper again, he was a little angry. This prodigal was here again!
In the eyes of the King of Chu, Yun Qian's behavior towards Yun Luo was a ruthless character. Such a temperament would be very useful for a man, but as a woman, the King of Chu felt that it was not a good thing.
In the King of Chu's mind, women only need to take care of internal affairs and have children, and they don't need to be too smart.
Putting a too smart woman in the Prince of Chu's palace will only be a disaster, not a blessing.
When King Chu thought about it, he disliked Yun Qian even more.
When Yun Qian woke up the next day, Huan Yu chuckled and said, "Miss, the flute sounded in the middle of the night last night. I don't know who was playing it. It was really nice."
Yun Qian raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Huan Yu, but was too lazy to pay attention to her.
When Huanyu saw her look, she felt embarrassed, and immediately went to prepare some supplies needed to make her wish today with a smile on her face.
After Yun Luo woke up early in the morning, she knew that she could not convince Yun Qian no matter what, so she left after waking up.
Yun Qian listened to the chanting of sutras and the sound of wooden fish all day long. Her head was spinning. In the end, she couldn't hold it back anymore, so she lay down on the ball and fell asleep.
When Huanyu and Shuxiu saw it, they both pursed their lips and chuckled. They just stayed by her side and did not wake her up.
After finally finishing reading a scroll of scriptures and knocking on the wooden fish, Master Mingran came out to return the gift. Huanyu pushed Yun Qian, and Yun Qian rubbed his eyes and stood up and said, "Let Master go more!"
Master Mingran laughed when he saw Yun Qian's appearance and said: "The donor has a lot of wisdom, and what he does is different from ordinary people. When he sleeps in front of the Buddha, when will his sweet dream come back? When spring goes, flowers bloom in front of the court, and when summer comes, flowers fall on the branches.
"Life is random, coming and going without a trace."
Yun Qian knew that he was laughing at her falling asleep while listening to the sutras, so he immediately replied: "Master Fangtai is so polite. The master is the abbot of a courtyard with profound virtues and admiration. He also hides all the joys and sorrows of life in the sound of sutras."
In the middle, ask what is the joy in the heart, what is the sorrow in the heart, the separation and reunion of joy and sorrow, the waxing and waning of clouds and clears, they are just flowers in the mist and the moon in the water. Everyone is sleeping or awake, but for the master, I am afraid that everything is in the heart of the Buddha. The greatness of the Buddha
Also, sincerity leads to spirituality.”
Her words were a refutation of what Master Ming Ran said. He, as a practitioner, does not care about what others do. Buddhas and blessings have always sought goodness and paid attention to the essence of a person, not the external appearance.
She was laughing. Although Master became the host of a hospital, she still couldn't let go.
Master Ming Ran was stunned for a moment when he heard what she said. After he understood what she meant, he immediately laughed and said, "The donor is really a wonderful person. Lao Na has been a monk for many years, but he is still not as open-minded as the donor."
Yun Qian smiled lightly and said, "Master is too modest."
When it comes to Buddhism, she only knows a little about it, but she doesn't like others preaching in front of her. Furthermore, the repayment of vows is a fabrication made up by Su Qiaohui. The purpose is just to harm her, and she does it.
That's it, don't ask too much of her.
And Master Ming Ran didn't know if he was with Su Qiaohui, so she wouldn't be too polite.
Master Mingran looked at Yun Qian and said: "Listening to the donor's words, Lao Na was somewhat touched, but today Lao Na still has something to say to the donor."