Chapter 95 Buddha, please protect your little fox (7)
The woman's voice was unruly and noisy in the quiet backyard of the Zen room, scaring the birds in the trees so much that they flapped their wings and flew away.
Chen Yuan picked up the bowl and hid under a tree, blinking and looking at the person who came.
She was dressed in a gorgeous red robe, with a slender waist and fair skin. One could tell at a glance that she was a well-maintained daughter of a wealthy family.
Behind the woman, there were nearly a hundred maids and old women, who surrounded the already narrow backyard of the Zen room and made it impossible to get in or out.
[Host, that is Princess Chaoyang.]
Chen Yuan had heard stories about Princess Chaoyang from some pilgrims. She was lost at the age of three and found six months later. She was arrogant, domineering, and selfish, and was the most favored princess.
But she doesn't believe in Buddhism, so why would she bring so many people to Putuo Temple?
Also, who is this “he” she is talking about?
Could it be some little monk she has a crush on?
Chen Yuan loved gossip, so she became interested and hid behind a tree, eavesdropping with her little ears perked up.
"Oh, Princess, please keep your voice down. Walls have ears. It would be terrible if someone noticed what you said and reported it to His Majesty."
The nanny beside her came forward to comfort her.
She was Chaoyang's wet nurse. After Chaoyang was found, she took care of him every step of the way.
Chaoyang listened to her more. Although he still looked angry, he lowered his voice.
She folded her arms and grumbled in dissatisfaction.
"Father loves me so much, he won't be angry with me. Anyone who dares to complain will be whipped by this princess."
The nanny smiled dotingly and said, "Princess, you are still so capricious."
Chaoyang still had a coquettish look on her face, and she snorted softly.
"This time, I will definitely teach Jingchen a lesson. He actually dared to disobey my order and not marry me. He made me lose face in front of those ministers. I am so angry!"
Shen Yuan blinked, a little surprised.
It turns out that this unruly princess has her eyes on the Buddhist disciple Jingchen. How dare she do that?!
And what did she say about Jingchen disobeying the order?
Could it be that the emperor issued an edict that Jingchen should marry Princess Chaoyang, and Jingchen refused, so he was demoted to Putuo Temple and imprisoned for life?
Chen Yuan had a vague judgment in her mind. She shrugged her nose in dissatisfaction and suddenly felt that the porridge in the bowl was no longer fragrant.
Princess Chaoyang continued to mutter. She stopped a little monk and asked arrogantly:
"Which is Jingchen's Zen room?"
The young monk had never seen anyone who could make such a big scene in Putuo Temple, so he immediately guessed that the woman in front of him was Princess Chaoyang.
He slowly bent down, bowed with both hands, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Princess, the Buddha's residence is private territory. I'm sorry I can't tell you."
"Don't you take this princess seriously?"
Chaoyang's silver teeth were almost broken, and there seemed to be burning anger in her beautiful eyes.
It would be fine if Jingchen disobeyed the order, but she didn't even give face to a little monk. Did she really think Daliang was dead?
The little monk probably didn't expect that Princess Chaoyang would be so rude.
He bowed again, his voice as calm as ever.
"Princess, I still need to recite scriptures and worship Buddha. You are tired from the journey. Please rest well. I am sorry that I cannot accompany you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little monk passed by the rising sun and went out.
On the day the Emperor of Daliang ascended the throne, he drafted an imperial edict.
Under Putuo, everyone is equal.
What this means is that inside Putuo Temple, no matter whether you are from a family of military generals or royal nobles, you must avoid making noise, verbal battles, and ostentation.
But now, he tacitly allowed his daughter to disturb the peace of gods and Buddhas.
The little monk shook his head with emotion and slowly walked into the Buddhist hall.
At this time, the conferment ceremony has ended.
Buddhist disciple Jingchen stood quietly in front of the cushion, with a tall figure and a dignified temperament.
He was wrapped in a golden cassock, which made his skin look even colder and paler. His wrist bones were clearly visible, and he was holding a Zen staff engraved with a lotus.
His back was very straight, as if nothing in the world could crush his character.
The Buddhist disciple at this moment is exactly the same as the tall Buddha statue in the hall.
His whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light. Although he was clearly in the secular world, with his feet on Putuo Mountain, he looked like a banished immortal who had ascended to heaven. In his narrow and deep eyes, there was no anger or desire, but a pool of cold spring.
"Each of you, with one mind, may see Maitreya, and give up your own body to save the world from suffering. Amitabha."
The cool and clean tone reached the little monk's ears so gently and powerfully.
He looked slightly stunned, with a glimmer in his eyes, as if he saw the gods and Buddhas that he had been protecting and believing in since he became a monk.
Buddha, who is above the world but bears the suffering of the world, how dare a willful princess blaspheme you.
How can this absurd Daliang royal family be worthy of your Buddha's blessing?
Realizing what he was thinking, the little monk suddenly came to his senses and then lowered his head in fear.
*
In the backyard, Chaoyang couldn't get an answer from the little monk, and he was so angry that he searched every Zen room.
June is the peak season for burning incense, and almost every Zen room is occupied by pilgrims.
Chaoyang's disturbance tortured them terribly.
Seeing this, Chen Yuan didn't even eat breakfast. He slipped into Jingchen's meditation room through the window and locked the door.
If Princess Chaoyang touched the mattress, Buddhist disciple Jingchen would die of bad luck.
Chaoyang brought a lot of people with him. The maids and servants searched every room and soon came to Jingchen.
Now that Chen Yuan has become a fox, climbing a tree is no problem for him.
She climbed up the tree trunk in two steps, holding a few small stones in her mouth.
If the princess tried to kick the door, she would spit stones at her.
The sandalwood incense was lingering, but it couldn't calm Chaoyang's anger at all.
He arrived at a secluded Zen room and knocked on the door.
“Knock, knock.”
No one answered from inside.
Mammy had long been frightened by Chaoyang's actions. She stepped forward and tugged at Chaoyang's sleeve, lowering her voice and saying
"Princess, stop making trouble and rest first. Buddhist disciple Jingchen is here anyway and can't run away. There are so many pilgrims in Putuo Temple, many of them are dignitaries. It would be bad if they reported you."
Chaoyang turned her head in dissatisfaction. Just when she was about to say something, a voice that made her grit her teeth came from not far away.
"Princess Chaoyang, even Buddhist disciple Jingchen doesn't want to pay attention to you, so why did you insist on following him here? And you're even looking for someone to sit in your meditation room. Aren't you ashamed?"
The visitor was wearing a jujube-colored long dress, her long black hair was neatly tied into a high ponytail, her facial features were beautiful and bold, her eyes were long and narrow, and under her thin eyelids were a pair of brown pupils. Unlike Chaoyang's domineering appearance, her beauty was heroic and valiant.
Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up. What's the matter with him being a little handsome?
"Ye Ranqing, why are you everywhere?"
Chaoyang looked unhappy when he saw her. He rolled his eyes coldly, and his tone was full of disgust.
Ye Ranqing is the only daughter of General Ye Shang, and has always been at odds with her.
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