Chapter 195 He is different from gods and Buddhas

It is Rong Jianxue's Zen room.

The bed in the Zen room is actually much smaller than the one in Rong Mansion.

It wasn't originally intended for two people to live in.

The moonlight enters the house.

"Counting."

He was mute.

"That commander of the Imperial Guard is seven years older than you, and he's not suitable for you, Ah Xu."

one.

"A big, strong man like that won't make Ah Xu happy."

two.

"A Xu, he's not well..."

three.

"Look at me."

Four, five, six...

The moonlight is like water.

Pei Jingxu's eyes were filled with a clear spring, which overflowed and turned into tears in the corners of his eyes.

She heard Buddhist chanting in the distance outside the door.

"In the midst of love and desire, people are born alone, die alone, go alone and come alone."

Du——

It's the sound of a wooden fish.

"From delusion comes love, and then my illness arises."

Du——

"All living beings, from time immemorial, have been in the cycle of reincarnation due to various kinds of affection, love, and desire."

Dongdong——

Above the distant mountains, the sound of bells and chimes lingers, never stopping.

Those novice monks would sometimes chant scriptures at night, holding wooden fish and walking around the entire Rending Temple, saying that this was for blessing.

Pei Jingxu was out of strength.

She frantically grabbed the man's fingers, tears in her eyes: "Sir..."

She always called him that when she gave in.

The man leaned forward, his eyes lowered like a god.

But it's different.

Gods and Buddhas say that all people are equal and all beings are as normal.

He said, Ah Xu, I am the best one.

The gods and Buddhas are merciful and may fulfill her wish when she cries and begs.

——But Rong Jianxue won’t.

He did not respond to her cries.

"All living beings are the roots of the tree, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are the flowers and fruits."

"People in this world are foolish and deluded, clinging to desires and loves, unaware until death. They are bewitched by desires, crying day and night. It is just like this."

The novice monk outside the Zen room recited the scriptures word by word, as if trying to persuade those who had lost their way to turn back.

The man's eyes were as dark as ink, but he only spoke in a hoarse voice in her ear.

"one hundred……"

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Pei Jingxu somewhat regretted his decision to agree to let Rong Jianxue come to Randeng Temple.

After leaving the Rong Mansion, I thought I could relax my body and mind, stay away from all the mess, and think about what to do next.

But for several days, Pei Jingxu was in great pain.

Except for chanting and copying scriptures, and except for eating and resting, the two of them were together all the time.

Sometimes, without saying a few words, Jiang Hui would silently retreat and close the door when he saw that the situation was not right.

In the not-so-big meditation room, there was almost no unused space for the two of them.

Now Hongyao doesn't dare to come to her easily, for fear of disturbing her "business".

They stayed in Dipankara Temple for five days.

For five days, Pei Jingxu hardly left Rong Jianxue's meditation room.

There were vegetarian meals in Randeng Temple, and he would always ask Jiang Hui to bring them to the meditation room, so she didn't need to go out much.

Originally, he was still somewhat concerned about the purge of the court, but because he had not left Rong Jianxue's meditation room, Pei Jingxu did not even have the chance to receive the letter.

Until the morning of the sixth day.

Pei Jingxu's eyes were hazy as he slowly got up from Rong Jianxue's bed and saw the man sitting at the desk, processing official documents.

This time, it has been the sixth day since he came to Randeng Temple. Rong Jianxue did not have many official documents. Now, seeing him handling the documents, Pei Jingxu was still a little dazed.

Hearing the noise on the bed, the man looked sideways at her.

With a calm look, he folded the processed documents again.

"woke up?"

Pei Jingxu nodded. The new clothes that Hongyao had sent in advance had already been placed beside the bed.

After the curtains were lowered, Pei Jingxu changed his clothes, except for the belt around his waist.

He walked over to the man with ease and handed him the belt in his hand: "Help me tie it."

Rong Jianxue chuckled, put his arm around her waist, and brought her closer to him.

Then he put the belt around her waist and lowered his eyes to help her fix it.

"Go back to Rong Mansion tomorrow."

Pei Jingxu was stunned. She had just woken up and was still a little unresponsive.

Pei Jingxu nodded slightly late, his voice as soft as usual: "Is the purge of the imperial court over?"

He paused slightly while tying her belt.

"Yeah," the man replied, his expression normal, "it's over."

Pei Jingxu yawned lazily, and when he saw that he had fastened his belt, he sat down next to him, waiting for Jiang Hui to bring them vegetarian food.

After finishing his official business, he began copying scriptures again.

Pei Jingxu didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Rong Jianxue had copied scriptures too many times in the past few days.

She remembered that when Rong Jianxue was upset, she liked to copy scriptures to relieve her stress.

"What's wrong?" Pei Jingxu raised his eyes, his almond-shaped eyes clear. "Did you encounter any troubles?"

Putting down the pen in his hand, Rong Jianxue chuckled and glanced at her sideways: "You still have the energy to miss me?"

With a panicked look in his eyes, Pei Jingxu bit his lip and looked away.

Rong Jianxue's dark pupils were filled with tears. She tilted her head and looked at her, a rare languid look in her eyes. "This purge was very serious. Most of the Crown Prince and the Third Prince's followers were killed."

Pei Jingxu was not very interested in the affairs of the court. He thought Rong Jianxue was worried about these things, so he gently comforted her: "Those are just fights between them. They have nothing to do with your plan."

Rong Jianxue didn't say anything else. He tapped the table rhythmically with his knuckles, and his gaze moved slightly down from her face to her flat belly.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Rong Jianxue's gaze, Pei Jingxu tilted his head and asked.

"Nothing." He looked away calmly.

Not long after, Jiang Hui brought the vegetarian meal to the meditation room and placed it on the table.

The vegetarian meals at Randeng Temple include vegetarian noodles and a few side dishes, all of which are grown by the monks themselves in the vegetable garden in the backyard and are delicious.

Jiang Hui placed the vegetarian meal on the table and glanced at Rong Jianxue cautiously.

Pei Jingxu saw it.

Yawning, she slowly stood up: "I'll go to the room and ask Hongyao to help me with my hair."

After saying that, she stood up and left the room, closing the door considerately.

Inside the Zen room, Rong Jianxue's expression remained unchanged: "Speak."

"Yes," Jiang Hui lowered his voice, "Sir, the Prime Minister wants to see you."

Rong Jianxue didn't show any surprise on her face, her eyes calm, "Tell him to wait in the side hall."

"I understand."

…

Pei Jingxu returned to his meditation room.

When Hongyao saw Pei Jingxu, she handed the letters she had received in the past few days to Pei Jingxu.

After opening the latest letter, Pei Jingxu frowned when he saw the contents on the envelope.

"The Prime Minister... wants to resign!?"

Pei Jingxu's voice tightened and his eyes turned cold.

——Why so sudden?

Prime Minister Chen Anshan is the emperor's right-hand man. Now that Yunlan is prosperous and needs Chen Anshan, why would he suddenly resign?

Just as I was about to open other letters to check, a young monk knocked on the door.

"Donor Pei, there is a donor named Bai outside who wants to see you."