Chapter 44 The son of an old friend cannot look back
Author: Bu Yiqiu
Chapter 44 The son of an old friend cannot look back
The location of Yinlong Temple is actually not that good.
Because it is close to Qixia Gate and connected to the mountains outside the city, the terrain is higher in the south and lower in the north, making it an inverted shape.
The monks who built the temple at that time took advantage of the terrain and stacked the Buddhist temples in an orderly manner, forming a screen with the mountains outside the city, echoing the Daming Palace in the distance.
When the late emperor was young and had not yet succeeded to the throne, because he admired Buddhism, he stayed in the monastery incognito for several months and lived with the monks.
After he succeeded to the throne, he praised the temple highly. He called it a "barrier" that blocked the evil winds outside the city and served as the guard of the Daming Palace. The light was swaying, the splendor was overflowing, and the dragon's energy was lingering, so he built it for him.
Personal mention: "Yinlong Temple".
Boyi stood at the steps of Yinlong Temple, pressing his lips together.
Sure enough, it's brilliant.
But that brilliance did not jump into those dark eyes at all.
After standing for a moment, he climbed up the stairs, but no one stopped him this time.
The monks from Yinlong Temple heard about his visit and led him and Jiu Shu inside.
He deliberately did not mention the matter of offering incense and repenting, and together with the monks, they passed through numerous Buddhist halls, turned into the monks' dormitory, and entered a secluded small courtyard.
When the guide monk sees someone coming, he leaves easily. The people who come to find Jingkong are all poor people with miserable life experiences. Naturally, they cannot listen to other people's secrets. Therefore, they often wait outside the temple and lead people to the temple.
Then left.
Boyi had calmed down at this moment, and felt that his annoyance was a bit inexplicable. He calmed down and was about to knock on the door, but the courtyard door suddenly opened, and standing inside was the familiar man in red.
Neither of them expected to meet each other here. They stared at each other for a moment, leaving only the neighing of the hidden spring grass.
"What are you doing here?"
The corners of Yu Qiansi's lips raised slightly, and her eyes wandered past him, stopping at the drinking book behind him.
Boyi saw Yu Qiansi's relaxed brows slowly frowning, and felt that the insects in the yard were too noisy.
"How? Only you are allowed to come, not me? Does Yinlong Temple belong to your family?" Boyi's ears turned suspiciously pink, looking at Yu Qiansi's joking expression, he felt a sense of embarrassment that someone had exposed him.
Yu Qiansi took a step back, gave way to the door, stretched out her hand in a "please" gesture.
"Of course you can come. It's just spring in the capital. Master Bo, don't forget to go to the Punishment Department as soon as possible to cancel the records and pick up your things."
Boyi pretended to be calm and stepped past her with his long legs.
"Oh, by the way! Remind me, Mr. Bo, that you still owe me a bet to repay. I hope that my trip to Yinlong Temple will help me get what I want."
Yu Qiansi watched Boyi's steady figure sway slightly, then turned around and left as if he had succeeded.
The red skirt suddenly bloomed like a cloud as the woman turned around, and disappeared in an instant.
Jiu Shu was stunned, is this the legendary Jade Rakshasa?
Although I followed it secretly yesterday, I didn't dare to get close. Now when I take a closer look, it is indeed particularly dazzling.
Boyi looked at the unsatisfactory look of the wine book. He cleared his throat dissatisfiedly and said to the wine book who suddenly came back to his senses: "You are doing this in this pure place of Buddhism. You should go to the front hall and recite sutras."
, quiet your worldly mind for me!"
Jiu Shu curled his lips in frustration.
Aren't you also overwhelmed by this jade Rakshasa, and why are you so embarrassed to come to ask for Buddha's fortune in person? How can you blame me?
Boyi turned around, only to feel that everything was not going well. The young monk who led the way in the small courtyard seemed to have known that he would come, and took him to the Jingtang, which made him feel unhappy at all.
He would like to get to know this pretentious Ji Kong.
He was prepared to find out what was going on, but when he saw Ji Kong's face, he was caught off guard by a sincere apology.
The aroma of tea overflowed in the hall, and the old monk was smiling.
"What you did in the morning was really helpless. Firstly, if you want to ask for a signature, you really need the master of suffering to come in person. Secondly, I have an appointment with the owner of the jade hall today, and I am worried that it will be bad if you two meet. So I have to find an excuse.
I asked the little novice monk next to me to stop you and ask you to go to the front hall to wait. I didn’t expect you to come so quickly."
"I think you don't want to meet the owner of the Jade Hall at this moment."
After midnight, the fragrance lingered in his nose, and the monk in front of him handed it to him with both hands. He was in trouble, always feeling that his villain's heart had crossed the heart of a gentleman.
No wonder no one mentioned repentance when he came. The monk who led the way didn't know what the little novice monk said. I'm afraid Jingkong also didn't expect that someone would dare to lie in front of the Buddha, so he didn't go around the front hall and came directly to look for him.
…
He took the tea cup with both hands with a smile, and the fragrance burst out, extinguishing the arrogance just now.
Take a sip carefully and you will be greeted by the honey fragrance and mellow aftertaste. It is from the finest ancient Yunnan Qing tree, which is at least fifty years old.
"I wonder how Master knew that I would come?"
Ji Kong plucked a rosary bead and recited the Buddha's name like a sigh.
"Everyone in the capital knows what happened to the Marquis of Guang'an. Yesterday I happened to see traces of an old seal, so I thought maybe the son of an old friend has returned."
The red tea soup in Boyi's hand rippled.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked down, with indescribable panic in his eyes.
Old friend?
Jing Kong didn't want to say any more, and just asked him: "Has the donor thought clearly? If he chooses this path, there will be no possibility of turning back."
Ripples rippled in the cup, and the sound filled my heart.
He hastily placed the cup on the table, clenched his fists and lowered his eyes, trying to calm down.
Jikong didn't urge him, he just closed his eyes and recited the meditation mantra as if no one else was around.
After a long time, I heard Boyi's low and hoarse voice.
"I was still young, so I don't remember clearly what happened back then. But I still remember that before she left, she gave me a small handwriting and called me 'Xian'an'. I stayed in a corner, as she wished."
Relaxed and peaceful.
Silence stopped chanting, and silently plucked the rosary beads in his hand. The rosary beads flicked, falling in pieces, making an undulating sound.
"Although the master is an outsider, he should understand the heart of a child. Now that I know that she died unjustly, how can I be at ease?"
Jikong shook his head, as if he had expected it, and handed over a locust wood Buddha stick.
A lotus is engraved on one corner, the blade is profound, and the pen is penetrating into the soul.
Judgment in writing:
"If you are in a weak position, you will be defeated. If your family dies, you will also talk about your relatives. Occasionally, you will find old connections. I wish you a great dream to return."
It is exactly the Buddhist amulet required by Yuli Pavilion.
Boyi concentrated on the verdict, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
"Did the dream come back?"
The scattered dreams of my childhood have gradually become clearer since yesterday.
There was sarcasm on the corner of his lips, and when he raised his head again, his expression returned to calmness.
He thanked him freely and turned to leave.
Jiu Shu knew that Boyi didn't really want him to chant sutras, so he walked around the temple and came back. The Yinlong Temple was crowded with pilgrims and it was very lively, so he had to go back and wait outside the door to listen.
One step of instructions. Just now the young master sent him away in front of the little bhikkhu. He immediately understood that this gave him a reasonable reason to go and investigate. After following the young master for so long, there was still a tacit understanding.
This monk Jingkong kept saying "killing evil people to pay for blood", if he wasn't talking nonsense, he must have a deeper meaning. But knowing their identity, those who dare to use "killing evil people" to make a fuss are naturally from the north. But after wandering around for a while
I didn't find anything unusual when I checked around.
He was good at observing words and expressions. Seeing his young master's gloomy face, he did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head and followed him out of Yinlong Temple and towards Yuli Pavilion.
Boyi handed the Buddhist beads and Buddhist inscriptions he had just received yesterday to the Yuli Pavilion, and left a few words about the entrustment.
After dealing with all this, I looked up and realized that the sky was getting dark and there were a lot of people.
The Flower Goddess's birthday party has just become lively.
From the moment he left Yinlong Temple, he felt confused and at a loss.
This time I entered Beijing, there were really too many unexpected things.
He stepped into the mortal world and drifted with the tide in the bustling crowd.
Seeing that he was still dull, Jiu Shu couldn't hold it back and asked tentatively: "Master, I heard that Lingyun Pavilion is very lively today, so the selection of 'Flower Lady' has been going on from afternoon to now. Why don't we go too?
Join in the fun?"
After finishing his sentence, he looked up and saw his young master standing upright in the crowd, his face as calm as a deep pool, but his slightly furrowed brows betrayed his thoughts.
The lights flickered inside, as if a candle had been lit. Jiu Shu followed his gaze and only had time to see a man in red disappearing through the door of the restaurant, which was reflected in the lights.
Then he looked at the snow-green carriage parked nearby. There were complicated patterns on it, with the word "王" lightly outlined.
He understood it instantly and didn't dare to say another word. He just closed his mouth and stood aside quietly.
During the Flower Festival, at dusk, talented people and beautiful women naturally have nothing to do with others.
After a long time, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Boyi's angular face, but he didn't know who he was targeting.
"Wine book, have you brought the wine I asked you to bring?"
"My subordinate went to the outskirts of Beijing to get it yesterday morning. According to your instructions, I found a remote winery to store it. The winery has also been set up."
Jiu Shu secretly sighed at his hard work.
Not only did he have to use seals to find people and inquire about Yuli Pavilion, but he also had to travel to both the suburbs and the capital. Just after he came back yesterday, he was assigned to follow Yu Qiansi again, and he also made two trips to Yinlong Temple today.
What will the young master do if he loses himself?
"Take me to see it."
Could it be that the young master was angry for a moment and wanted to get drunk?
"Master, that was the first pot of wine you brewed ten years ago. Didn't you say that when we leave Beijing safely, we would drink it as a celebration wine? It would be unlucky to drink it now."
Boyi glanced at him, and Jiu Shu immediately shut up and led the way.
Passing by that restaurant, I could smell the spiciness. Without even looking at it, I knew it was the flavor of Sichuan.
He snorted secretly: "If you don't eat the delicacies from the mountains and seas, you can eat some internal organs and drain them. You don't know the goods."
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