Hanshan Temple, in a wing somewhere in the backyard?
"Hey, be gentle, it hurts, it hurts..." A servant of the Li family applied the medicinal wine sent by the monk from the temple to the bruised area on the little fat man's face. He was covered in blood just now and would rather be beaten than bow his head.
The fat man kept sucking in cold air and screaming in pain.
It wasn't until the little girl on the side stuffed a bun into his mouth that the room finally became quiet.
"Why did you come to the capital? Do you really have a younger brother here?" Li Xuan looked at Li Yi with confusion, waiting for his explanation.
Not only does he have a younger brother, he also has seven aunts and eight aunts, Wang Erniu, who lives next door. To explain this matter to Li Xuan, we must first start with the grievances and resentments of the previous generation.
"None of this is important. What's important is that I'm already in the capital." Li Yi waved his hand and said, really not wanting to talk about those messy things again.
He took a sip of tea, glanced at Li Xuan, and said: "It's you, didn't you come to the capital to get married? Why haven't you gone back? You are actually interested in discussing Zen with the old monk. This is not like your style... Could it be that after getting married?
, you are so happy that you don’t miss Shu, and your temperament has changed?”
If Li Yi remembers correctly, except for some special circumstances, the prince is not allowed to stay in Kyoto for a long time without the emperor's permission. When he left Qing'an Mansion, Prince Ning went back, but Li Xuan still stayed
Here, it seems that there is no intention to leave.
Li Xuan said depressedly: "Uncle Huang said that sooner or later my father's fiefdom will be managed by me. He asked me to stay in the capital and learn from the officials in the court. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the capital in a short time."
Li Yi thought to himself that the emperor really had too many things to worry about. With his physical condition, if he wanted to live to the end of his life, it would probably only depend on luck.
Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising to see him discussing Zen with the old monk here.
His temperament is absolutely suitable for being an idle prince, and it is even more suitable for him to be a scientific worker. Asking him to govern even a prefecture, a state or even a county may be a good thing for the people, but he
I will definitely chant "Three thousand feet in white, my fate is as long as a long one" and die in depression...
Li Xuan did not ask further why Li Yi appeared in the capital. If he wanted to know, he wouldn't have to waste much effort at all.
However, as he said, these are no longer important. What is important is that he is here, and the future days will not be so boring.
Suddenly thinking of something important, Li Yi turned his head, looked at Li Xuan, and said seriously: "By the way, you must not tell Mingzhu about my coming to the capital."
"Why?" Li Xuan looked at him doubtfully. Mingzhu was bored in the palace. In fact, he planned to enter the palace today. If she knew that Li Yi came to the capital, she would be very happy.
The reason is of course that if Her Royal Highness the Princess knows the news of his coming to the capital, she will definitely try her best to keep him here. There is no doubt about this. Li Yi only regards this trip as a trip and does not expect to stay here for the rest of his life.
He had only been away from home for a few days, and he already missed Ruyi and Xiaohuan...
Even if you see a strong man on the street, Lao Fang's face will appear involuntarily...
This is a disease that can only be cured by returning home.
He sighed and said: "To be honest, I will only stay in the capital for a few days, and I will be returning to Qing'an Mansion in a few days."
Although it was a bit uncomfortable not to say hello to her when he arrived in the capital, after thinking about it for a long time, Li Yi felt that it was better not to see each other.
The feeling of having one's life and death destiny controlled by others is something that Li Yi, who has a soul from the century, is not used to.
Unfortunately, in a feudal dynasty like Jingguo, the royal family had such power.
If it is not necessary, he does not want to have anything to do with the royal family. Li Xuan is already an exception. If he gets more involved with the princess, Li Yi is worried that the days when he can lie in the yard and bask in the sun will be gone.
Returned.
Of course, if she was still the cool, disrespectful Mingzhu head catcher, he would still be very happy to accept it.
"So fast?" Li Xuan's face inevitably showed a look of disappointment, and the excitement just now was gone.
After taking the medicine, the little fat man became excited again. For the first time, he showed off his power in front of his enemies. Even though he was slightly injured, he could not hide his excitement. He held food in his hand and started wandering around the room.
Suddenly, the little fat man looked at the walls around the room, rolled his eyes a few times, ran to Li Yi, pointed at the strange marks on the wall and asked: "Brother, what is written on the wall?"
Although Li Yi did not grow up in the capital, he is actually the first member of the younger generation of the Li family. It is normal for the little fat man to call him eldest brother.
After what happened just now, the little fat man was full of affection for this big brother whom he had only met twice. Of course, he was even more looking forward to letting him teach him two moves. When the time comes, he would fight with Chen Xiaotian and the others, kicking one of them away. He wanted to
Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.
"Hehe, brother doesn't study hard and doesn't know the words..." the little girl ran over and said with a smile.
The little girl is also a member of the Li family. She is the daughter of a concubine of the third uncle of the Li family. She is the half-sister of the little fat man Li Yingcai. Perhaps because she is too young, she is a bit aloof and hides behind the little fat man and blinks.
He looked at Li Yi with curious eyes.
When the little fat man heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment. Although he did not study hard, he still knew a few characters. However, the writing on the wall was crooked and did not look like what was written in the book. How could he recognize it?
?
"That's Sanskrit. It's normal if you don't recognize it." Li Yi smiled and said.
"You actually know Sanskrit?" Li Xuan looked at him in surprise.
It's normal for the little fat guy not to know Sanskrit. Li Yi grew up in Qing'an Prefecture. Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't know Sanskrit either.
Li Yi once again confirmed that this guy must have just dozed off when he was in class. This is a temple. Buddhism originated in ancient India. Although the wheel of history has gone astray, it should not be much different in this world. The earliest scriptures
, must have been written in Sanskrit, and after being translated, it is what it is today.
Li Yi carefully studied history. In the early years of the previous dynasty, a monk named Xuanzang indeed traveled west to the Kingdom of Tianzhu and retrieved countless scriptures. However, it was different from the other world. After Xuanzang returned to China, he had not had time to translate it.
According to the scriptures, the Tang Dynasty had been torn apart, Xuanzang also died of a serious illness, and a generation of eminent monks had perished. Until now, those scriptures have not been fully translated.
This is a temple. Those weird words written on the walls, what else could they be besides Sanskrit?
"I know a little bit..." Li Yi said extremely humbly without blushing.
Of course he doesn't understand Sanskrit. Although there are Buddhist classics and even Sanskrit dictionaries in the library, he has always felt that it is useless to learn it. Moreover, it is not possible to learn a language by just recognizing a few words. There is no need to spend so much money.
effort.
"What's written on this wall?" Li Xuan looked at him and asked with disbelief.
It's just that he can write poems and lyrics, and he knows a lot of knowledge that he doesn't know. He even understands such a trivial language as Sanskrit. The huge gap between people made his heart hurt again by 10,000 points.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time. He sees that the five aggregates are all empty and endures all hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color. The same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness..." Li Yi
He said casually: "This is the Buddhist classic "Maha Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", which talks about the path of Bodhisattva..."
Seeing that the eldest brother even recognized these crooked things, the little fat man's eyes were already shining.
Li Xuan's face finally showed a look of extreme surprise. Although he didn't know Sanskrit, what Li Yi said seemed to be true. The Prajna Paramita and the relics were both colored and empty. It sounded very professional.
Coupled with the trust in him, there is no doubt that what he told is a lie.
"The little benefactor is indeed very knowledgeable. The previous master Xuanzang only completed half of the translation of the Prajna Heart Sutra before he reached bliss. Half of the Heart Sutra is still in my Hanshan Temple's Sutra Pavilion and has not been leaked out. But I don't know that the little benefactor came from
Where did you learn it?" An old monk walked in from outside and asked with a smile.
"Master Tanyin, could it be that the Sanskrit text on this wall is really the Heart Sutra?" Li Xuan walked over and looked at the old monk doubtfully and asked.
The old monk stroked his beard and smiled, shaking his head.
