There were not many monks in the Huguo Temple whose deaths could be announced as "passing into nirvana". When the monk who asked the question heard the word "passing into nirvana", his face changed. He had not heard that any of the senior monks in the temple were sick and dying.
The monk in charge said in a trembling voice: "Everything is decided by the young master, so you and I don't need to say anything more."
Several monks came out of the inner hall carrying a silver-plated lotus throne that could accommodate one person sitting cross-legged. One of the monks accidentally let go of the lotus throne, and it fell to the ground with a bang. The loud noise made the monks in the secular hall so loud that their ears rang and their hearts were frightened. They were unable to recover for a long time.
Monk Beiji was standing in the kitchen courtyard. When the little monk carrying a wooden tray walked past him, Beiji said, "Come here."
The little monk didn't dare to look up. He stood in front of Bei Ji, his hands holding the tray trembling slightly because he was holding it too hard.
Bei Ji picked up the soup from the tray and put it under his nose to smell it. There was a medicinal smell, but it was much lighter than he imagined. He put the soup back on the tray, waved at the little monk and said, "You go."
The little monk answered yes, carried the tray and walked to his companion, and the two little monks walked side by side.
Yu Xiaoxiao was squatting on the roof of the kitchen at the moment. She originally wanted to follow Wen Fenglin's people to find the former emperor's husband, the damn scumbag. However, seeing that the monk was standing in the courtyard and talking to other monks again, Yu Xiaoxiao didn't have the patience to wait. She jumped from the roof, and her immature body flew over the wall and left the courtyard.
Bei Ji stood in the courtyard and said to the old monk standing in front of him: "The medicine you added is not much. You are just adding to Chengguan's pain. If I were Chengguan, I would definitely not be grateful to you."
This old monk was skinny, with white hair and beard, but he did not give people the feeling of kindness like other old men. After hearing Bei Ji's words, the old monk frowned. It was not the first time or the second time that he had made soup that took people's lives. How could he have put in too little medicine?
Bei Ji did not wait for the old monk to speak, and said, "Let's go to the young master. He has not eaten for a day. You should persuade him."
The old monk nodded, and the two of them walked out of the kitchen courtyard one after the other.
Yu Xiaoxiao followed the little monk carrying the wooden tray and finally walked into a courtyard with rockery and flowing water. There were many Phalaenopsis orchids planted in the courtyard. It was the flowering season of Phalaenopsis orchids and the whole courtyard was full of orchids. Even someone like Yu Xiaoxiao who had no aesthetic ability felt refreshed looking at the green and purple.
The little monk walked to the corridor and gently knocked on the closed door.
The cry of a child came from the Zen room along with the knocks on the door.
"Wang Yue, don't cry."
“Master!”
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't know who the little boy who was crying and talking was, but she recognized the man who only called out "Wang Yue". Wasn't this Imperial Master Chengguan? She went to find the Imperial Master in search of Wen Fenglin.
"Master," the young monk outside the door asked in a low voice, "Can I come in?"
Chengguan said in the Zen room, "Come in."
The little monk responded and pushed the door open to enter the house.
"Let me do it," Yu Xiaoxiao walked up from behind the little monk and took the tray in her hands.
Suddenly, a person appeared from behind. Even though the little monk was a monk, he was scared half to death. He stood stiffly in front of the door, not daring to move.
Yu Xiaoxiao was completely unaware of the shock the little monk had received. She walked into the room with the tray in one hand, and without even looking at the people in the room, she said, "Master, I am Yu Xiao, no, I am Yu Linglong."
Chengguan had already changed into new clothes and was ready to die. When he saw Yu Xiaoxiao walk into the meditation room, he was no less frightened than the little monk who was standing stiffly at the door.
Yu Xiaoxiao came up to Chengguan, put the tray on the small table between her and Chengguan, and said, "Master, it's so late, you haven't eaten yet?"
Imperial Master Chengguan's mind turned quickly, he put away the astonishment on his face, smiled at Yu Xiaoxiao and said, "Why is the princess here?"
"Uh," Yu Xiaoxiao was really embarrassed by the lie. After thinking for a long time, the princess said to Chengguan, "I'm just here for a stroll."
Is there anyone who stays up late at night to go to a Buddhist temple?
Not to mention Imperial Master Chengguan, even the little monk Wangyue who was standing next to the Imperial Master looked down upon Her Royal Highness the Princess. The level of his nonsense was too low!
Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at Wang Yue, whose face was covered with tears and snot. Instructor Yu was always kind to children, so she said, "Why are you crying like this? Did you do something wrong? Did you hurt anyone?"
The young monk Wang Yue opened his mouth and shook his head, not understanding why the princess suspected him of murder just because he was crying.
Yu Xiao: "As long as no one is killed, then it's not a big problem. Just correct your mistakes and you will be a good kid in the future."
Wang Yue looked at his master, and the sadness in his heart suddenly faded a lot. Could Her Royal Highness the Princess be a fool?
Chengguan said, "Princess, have you seen the letter I sent you?"
Yu Xiao: “What letter?” She is an illiterate in this world, so it would be useless even if she received the letter.
When Chengguan heard what Yu Xiaoxiao said, he said, "It's okay, Princess. It's getting late. You should go back to your husband."
Yu Xiaoxiao sat down at a small table across from Chengguan and said nonchalantly, "Oh, Xiao Gu fell asleep, so I came to see you, Imperial Master, you don't want to eat?"
The prince consort fell asleep, so I came to see you. Master Chengguan thought about what Yu Xiaoxiao said and felt that there was something wrong with it.
Seeing that Chengguan didn't move his chopsticks, Yu Xiaoxiao reached out and took a bun to eat.
Chengguan wanted to stop him but was unable to do so.
Instead of eating the meat buns she was expecting, Yu Xiaoxiao took a bite of green vegetables and mushrooms and said with a pouty mouth, "Why isn't it a meat bun? Imperial Master, humans need to eat meat, you're not a rabbit."
Before Chengguan could say anything, the young monk Wangyue couldn't help but ask, "My master is a monk, how can he eat meat?"
Oh, yes, Yu Xiaoxiao remembered that monks don't eat meat. However, Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at Chengguan who was sitting in front of her and rolled her eyes at the little monk Wangyue. I don't know where the plot is going. So what if the national teacher is a monk? In the end, didn't he become the mistress of the cruel empress?
"Chengguan," two monks came in from outside the door and pushed the young monk standing outside to one side. One of the monks said, "You haven't eaten yet?"
Another monk looked at Yu Xiao and asked, "Is Her Royal Highness the Princess here too?"
Yu Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at the other two people beside Wen Fenglin.
Chengguan whispered, "I have nowhere to go, what are you two worried about?"
A monk walked into the meditation room, looked at Chengguan and said coldly: "Young Master, you are being lenient by treating me like this."
Chengguan looked at the soup placed in front of him and smiled bitterly. It was indeed a lenient treatment to not let too many people know that he was executed for treason. However, he would rather die in front of Princess Linglong than have such leniency.
A note to readers:
The second update is here. But yesterday, everyone left messages to support Mei Guo, and Mei Guo saw it. Thank you everyone, I love you all. Without your support, Mei Guo would have left long ago. I don’t know what he would have done.
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