Abbot Wuji's voice rang out.
Then Abbot Wuji turned around, walked to the mat in front of the Buddha statue, sat down cross-legged, and began to beat the wooden fish and recite scriptures.
A dozen young monks immediately sat down cross-legged.
The sound of Sanskrit chanting filled the air.
Mo Junran sat on the first cushion on the left. He clasped his hands together and began to recite scriptures. The midday sun shone down, and as he recited the scriptures, the golden Buddha statue emitted a strong light, which enveloped the men and women sitting on the cushions.
This scene shocked the ladies standing nearby.
"Buddha, Buddha's light shines everywhere?"
“The Buddha’s light is truly shining everywhere!”
Following a lady's shout and the first person's kneeling, the noble ladies watching around also knelt down reverently.
Wei was stunned.
Then he knelt down hurriedly.
He seemed to be mumbling something...
Yang Zhao was startled by the sudden light and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, the light had disappeared. She subconsciously looked around, trying to find any trace.
But I didn't see anything.
At this time.
Then I heard a cry of surprise: "Broken, broken!"
Because of the noise, many people looked towards the source of the sound.
It was a girl standing at the back, she was pretty, and because of surprise, the edge stone in her hand broke through, her eyes were sparkling, which made her more charming.
"Whose girl is that?" asked Queen Mother Bai.
Nanny Su took a look and was about to ask someone to check it out when Princess Yu Chang signaled Nanny Hua with her eyes. Nanny Hua smiled and came close to Empress Dowager Bai and said, "Your Majesty, that person is from the family of the Minister of Works."
"Minister of Works?"
Queen Mother Bai looked at the delicate girl and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. This one is the first one to break the shell. It must be a deep fate."
Emperor Wenyuan on the side also cast his eyes on the girl, but his expression was not one of satisfaction.
The family background of the Minister of Works is not strong enough.
Moreover, the family of the Minister of Works has produced several playboys who have no ambition. Moreover, his appearance is not worthy of A'ran. It feels like putting flowers on cow dung.
Failed!
Of course, Emperor Wenyuan appeared calm and dignified on the surface, and his expression was silent.
As the first shell breaks.
Subsequently, several more shells were hatched one after another.
They were all noble ladies from mediocre families, and their looks were not stunning or satisfactory. After Emperor Wenyuan looked at them one by one, he secretly shook his head in displeasure, wondering what kind of people his mother had chosen!
They are all crooked and deformed.
The threshold of the family is not chosen well.
Fortunately, although the stones in those people's hands broke their shells, none of them emerged from the cocoon and became a butterfly.
"Abbot Wuji, is there something wrong with this stone? Why have all others' cracked, but mine hasn't even hatched yet?" Bai Yuer asked with a bitter face, holding up the stone in his hand.
But at this moment.
A young monk exclaimed, "Master, Senior Uncle Wangchen's stone of fate has been broken..."
Wangchen was the name Mo Junran took when he became a monk in the Buddhist temple.
Since he became a monk for Emperor Wenyuan, his status in the Buddhist temple was naturally of the same generation as the abbot.
Everyone looked at Mo Junran.
He saw that the man was still chanting the scriptures calmly, and the stone was placed on the ground. After hearing the little monk's words, he stopped chanting and looked at the stone on the ground.
It really broke open.
It cracked right in the middle, and you could see something inside, struggling desperately, as if trying to break free...
"It's almost time to break out of the cocoon." The little monk was still shouting excitedly.
Everyone cast their eyes over.
Naturally, he also saw the cracked rocks swaying left and right on the ground...
The noble ladies couldn't help showing excitement, especially those whose stones broke through the air. They all seemed to want to pry the broken stones apart with their eyes.
Yang Zhao glanced at it and then looked away.
She calmly opened the pouch on her waist a little, took out the handkerchief soaked in medicine and held it in her hand.
Um!
Whatever happened had nothing to do with her.
She didn't notice at all that her niece was staring at her and the stone in her hand with her bright eyes, her eyes full of anticipation.
"It's turned into a butterfly, it's really turned into a butterfly!"
There was an uproar at the scene.
In full view of the crowd, a butterfly was seen breaking through its shell and emerging from its cocoon, and it was a... golden butterfly.
The whole body is golden, the same color as the golden body of Buddha. In the sunlight, the butterfly wings bring out a flash of light, and the fluttering of wings when flapping is simply amazing.
Everyone fell silent.
His eyes were fixed on the golden butterfly, anticipating the direction it would fly.
Even Emperor Wenyuan straightened his body.
For a moment, one could hear a pin drop at the scene. However, after the golden butterfly took off, it did not fly anywhere. Instead, it flew around Mo Junran's head for a while, then landed on top of his head, obediently staying still...
"Abbot Wuji, what's going on?" Empress Dowager Bai asked anxiously.
Everyone also looked at Abbot Wuji.
Abbot Wuji then stopped beating the wooden fish, opened his compassionate eyes, glanced at the butterfly above Mo Junran's head, and replied with a smile:
"Don't worry, Queen Mother. Whether the Fate Stone can hatch depends on fate. If there's no one with whom you're destined to hatch, the Fate Stone won't move. If the Fate Stone breaks, but no one emerges from the cocoon as a butterfly, then it can only be said that the fate is not deep. If only one person emerges from the shell as a butterfly, then it can only be said that person's fate is right before their eyes, but... it's not meant to be."
At this point, Abbot Wuji paused and said, "Junior Brother Wangchen has a deep connection with Buddhism. There can only be one person in this life who can be connected with him and enter the mortal world. If we are truly not destined to be together, then that is also fate!"
"What!"
Empress Dowager Bai was so anxious that she stood up.
"It has already emerged from its cocoon and become a butterfly, how can it be said that there is no destiny? Abbot Wuji, why don't you think of a way to drive that butterfly away and let it find its destiny? Since everyone is here, please help."
Abbot Wuji shook his head. "Fate is fate. If it can be forced, it's not fate, but karma. Junior Brother Wangchen was born alone, and becoming a Buddhist is his destiny. If you force him into the mortal world, it will only bring misfortune to the women who get close to him. This is a sin..."
"Me, me, me."
Bai Yu'er raised her hand and waved the stone in her hand: "Master Abbot, it's me. Didn't you say before that the prince and I are destined to be together? Then it must be me. There are cracks on my fate stone. Really, look at it..."
Everyone rolled their eyes.
Do you really think they are blind?
Many people saw Bai Yuer banging the curb against the ground several times just now.
Emperor Wenyuan's face also darkened slightly.
But at this moment.
The butterfly above Mo Junran's head flew up...
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