Chapter 59 Tianguang Temple
Before Cheng Nianying could say anything, the emperor spoke first: "Have you met Huai Yan's wife?"
The prince obviously didn't dare to lie to his father, so he bowed and replied, "I saw him at Prince Kang's house a few days ago."
As for the details in between, they are omitted.
The emperor sat down casually and naturally, saying, "Huai Yan is right. If all the people on this trip were men, it would inevitably arouse suspicion."
The prince disagreed: "Isn't it strange to have more nuns?"
The emperor acted like an ordinary father at this moment, and patiently said, "Showing weakness will naturally lower people's guard."
Obviously, Cheng Nianying is the “weak” one.
Cheng Nianying had no objection to this.
But where were they going? Why were they in disguise? Cheng Nianying had no idea.
I don’t know when the people from Wuning Marquis’ Mansion will come back... I don’t know if she will still be in the capital by then.
Fu Yi withdrew his hand from fiddling with his hat and whispered, "I think the Crown Prince should stay in the Imperial Capital."
I just questioned the Princess of the County, and you're going to stop me in the Imperial Capital? The prince was unhappy.
Fu Yi continued, "The Crown Prince is the heir to the throne. If he makes any mistake, the foundation of the country will be shaken."
The emperor sighed, "The Son of Heaven cannot just sit in the hall. The capital is always filled with flowers and splendor, so how could he see the cold wind and snow outside?"
The Crown Prince immediately responded, "I am willing to accompany you, Father."
The emperor raised his hand and patted his shoulder heavily, and replied: "Okay! Go..."
The prince hesitated: "Go..."
The emperor said: "Go and shave your head so that you can dress up as a monk."
The prince's expression froze, but no one knew what he was thinking about, and he didn't say anything to express his regret.
His legs must have been completely healed. Led by the eunuch, he took three or two steps and walked out.
Cheng Nianying stared at his back and thought, the man she stabbed should have healed by now.
Unfortunately, they are members of the royal family, so it is not easy to screen them.
"What are you daydreaming about?" Fu Yi asked her, "Don't you want to go with me?"
Cheng Nianying never thought of the option of "not going".
"I was just wondering, is the prince going to shave his head too?"
The sacrifice made by pretending to be a monk is really great.
Fu Yi smiled: "My wife is disgusted with me even though I haven't shaved my head yet?"
“It’s just hard to imagine.”
"It's a pity that I didn't meet you when I was young... Otherwise, you would have known what I looked like with a shaved head."
The emperor interrupted with a laugh and said, "Huai Yan was a monk for four years."
Why do you have to be a monk for four years?
Cheng Nianying was puzzled.
"Your Majesty," the eunuch's voice came from outside, "Madam Shi from the Prince's Mansion said that the luggage has been packed."
Cheng Nianying never cared much about her clothes or jewelry, and it was fine for others to pack them for her. But she felt insecure about going on a long journey without a weapon.
"There's one more thing I want to bring."
The emperor stopped and said, "Oh? What are you bringing?"
Fu Yi was understanding and said, "With an amulet?"
Cheng Nianying nodded.
Fu Yi: "Go ahead."
As soon as Cheng Nianying left the house, the emperor asked curiously, "What amulet?"
"Mu He was shocked by the murder in the mansion earlier, so the princess took out the amulet, saying it had been blessed by a high monk."
The emperor naturally couldn't find any fault with Cheng Nianying after hearing this. He was silent for a moment before he laughed and said, "I wonder which eminent monk he is? Be careful not to be deceived. I've caught quite a few of them in my previous incognito visits."
"She was deceived, and I couldn't bear to tell her the truth."
The emperor sighed inwardly. He really liked it.
"Then when we return to Imperial Capital, ask Master Zhengyi to consecrate her again."
"Then I will thank you on her behalf."
The emperor waved his hand, and the room fell silent.
It was not until Cheng Nianying came back that the hall regained some of its brilliance.
"Here you go." Cheng Nianying said.
The emperor took one look at the bright colors she was wearing today and replied, "Hmm."
The group walked out and when they reached the door, Fu Ruiming was already waiting there.
With Cheng Nianying watching over him every day, Fu Ruiming's injuries had healed considerably. He slung his sword over his waist, knelt and paid respects to the emperor, then returned to his job as a charioteer.
The carriage wheels rolled.
The emperor set up a chessboard and played chess with Fu Yi.
Cheng Nianying felt drowsy watching the scene and leaned against the car wall to take a rest.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but as soon as the carriage stopped, she opened her eyes.
The curtain of the car was lifted, and I looked again - Tianguang Temple.
The prince really didn't fool her at all and did what he said.
"Pilgrim." A monk from Tianguang Temple came out to greet him. "Please come in."
"I have some things to do. You can walk around by yourself, but don't go too far." Fu Yi raised his hand and pulled Cheng Nianying's hood.
This hit the spot exactly in Cheng Nianying's mind. She grabbed her collar with one hand and nodded obediently.
The emperor did not bring any eunuchs or palace maids with him on this trip, so Cheng Nianying was naturally not qualified to bring any maids with him.
Led by the young novice monk, she walked alone towards another road.
I hadn't taken two steps when I heard footsteps behind me.
When I turned around, it was Fu Ruiming who followed me.
"Although there have been no assassins since that day, it's still better to be cautious," said Fu Ruiming.
Cheng Nianying wanted to get rid of him.
She thought for a moment and asked the young monk beside her, "Which way should I go to worship Buddha?"
"It depends on what the pilgrims are seeking and which Buddha they want to worship."
Cheng Nianying didn't quite understand this, but she remembered the last time the prince vomited blood and the emperor asked her to copy the Medicine Master Sutra.
She said, "Pray to Medicine Buddha."
When Fu Ruiming heard the voice, his eyes were filled with emotion.
I guess I’m bowing here for my brother.
The young novice monk said, "There is no Medicine Buddha enshrined in the temple. Most people pray for children, seek good fortune, ward off disasters, and borrow good luck."
"Is your place effective?" Cheng Nianying asked immediately.
The young monk raised his chin and said, "Of course! It's very effective!"
Fu Ruiming interjected, "Borrowing luck? Is there such a thing in Buddhism?"
The young novice monk looked him up and down, seeming to think he hadn't seen much of the world. His tone grew colder, "If you've accumulated enough merit in this life, you can naturally borrow luck from the Buddha, without having to wait until the next life. Talking about waiting for a good rebirth in the next life is just deceiving. It means the Buddha won't save you."
Fu Ruiming did not understand Buddhism, so when he heard him say this, he could not refute it and could only frown slightly.
Cheng Nianying didn't understand either.
But she understood how the daughter of the Marquis's family, the young lady of the Wei family... came into contact with that man.
She remembered that Princess Kang had revealed that His Majesty admired Buddhism.
Therefore, there is Dover Temple in the imperial capital.
The noble ladies in the city should also regard burning incense and worshiping Buddha as a classy thing to do.
You can pray for children, find love, ward off disasters, and borrow good luck at Tianguang Temple, and women will come to visit you.
In this way, when you make friends with people while worshiping Buddha, outsiders will have no way of knowing.
"Do pilgrims still need to worship Buddha?" asked the little monk.
Cheng Nianying asked: "How do you eliminate disasters? How do you borrow good fortune?"
"A pilgrim seeking to ward off disasters and borrow good fortune?"
Fu Ruiming was so anxious that he grabbed Cheng Nianying's sleeve and said, "Cousin, no." He felt that this place was very strange.
"I want to go take a look." Cheng Nianying firmly broke free from his hand.
Fu Ruiming thought she was only thinking about Fu Yi, and said quickly: "Even if my brother knew, he wouldn't be happy."
Cheng Nianying thought for a moment and met Fu Ruiming's eyes: "Then don't let him know."
Fu Ruiming felt a lump in his throat and was speechless.
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