Linghu Lan nodded and praised, "Well said. It seems that Master Hongchen is not ignorant of politics."
"This humble monk dares not!"
"What if those wealthy and powerful families are unwilling to spend the money?"
Beneath the Zen grove, all is quiet!
A moment of silence fell over the female officials; none of them wanted to be the bad guy.
Throughout history, those who were unwilling to pay money were either killed, beheaded, or had their homes confiscated.
But that eternal infamy will surely remain.
The regent is just a king. Even though he is second only to the emperor, he cannot guarantee that she will be willing to bear the infamy!
A surge of emotion welled up in Hongchen's heart.
He is a recluse and should not comment on politics.
However, the Buddha had the heart to cut off his own flesh to feed the eagle and to feed all living beings with his own body. If the country were destroyed, his family would perish, and tens of thousands of people would probably be robbed and taken away.
Seeing that everyone remained silent, Linghu Lan smiled.
"Then, kill!"
The word "kill" was uttered.
The quiet and desolate Zen monastery appears even more solemn and austere.
Hongchen sighed and said, "This humble monk still has lessons to complete and dares not listen to the Regent's handling of state affairs. This humble monk takes his leave!"
Linghu Lan nodded and smiled, "Go ahead. I've said before, you don't need to bow in my presence."
"Thank you, Regent!"
Linghu Lan watched him slowly turn around, his figure tall and slender.
As the ancients often said, true beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin.
Even from behind, one can see that Hongchen is exceptional.
My sister's son, Tang, has actually been a monk for so many years.
She felt a pang of sadness, and after thinking for a moment, she spoke:
Why are you called Hongchen (Red Dust)?
Hongchen paused, then turned around and said, "Master said that this humble monk has yet to experience the tribulations of the mortal world, so he named this humble monk Hongchen."
"Three thousand splendors, gone in the blink of an eye. If this calamity does not come, will you never leave home to become a monk?"
A thought stirred in Hongchen's heart.
There is a Zen-like quality in this statement.
He was stunned for a long time, not knowing how to answer, so he turned around, bowed, and slowly left.
That day.
He did not appear before Linghu Lan again, and sat alone in his room meditating, always feeling a sense of unfinished business.
The next day.
He then went to the Zen monastery.
But not a single person was seen.
In the past two days, he has become somewhat accustomed to her reading memorials in the Zen monastery, and after reading the memorials, she would discuss Buddhist scriptures with the abbot.
After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of him, which made me a little puzzled.
It just so happens that the young novice monk, Fo Nu, who has been playing with the young emperor these past two days, is sweeping leaves.
"Buddha's servant, have you seen His Majesty and the Regent?"
"Brother Hongchen, don't you know? Last night, there was an urgent matter to report from the court, so the Regent took His Majesty down the mountain overnight."
There is something lost in this mortal world.
After thinking for a moment, Fo Nu said, "Last night I originally wanted to call my senior brother, but he was in meditation, and the Regent said not to disturb you, so I didn't call you."
Hongchen felt a strange sensation.
"The Regent accompanied you to my room!"
"Yes! The Regent watched you for quite a while. Senior brother, you've entered a meditative state again. I'm so envious."
This time, Hongchen truly felt a sense of loss.
Yesterday, he was thinking about that sentence, and before he knew it, he had entered a meditative state.
Three thousand splendors, gone in the blink of an eye.
If the calamity doesn't come, does that mean I will never enter the Buddhist order in this lifetime?
Hongchen had some doubts.
Abbot Lingneng sighed and slowly walked over, saying:
"Go down the mountain! How can you undergo tribulations without entering the mortal world? In the past, because of your extraordinary appearance, you always attracted covetousness, and I dared not let you go down the mountain. Now the whole world knows that the Regent treats you well, and I think no one will dare to have designs on you anymore. You can go down the mountain now."
Even if the Regent is your tribulation, it is also your opportunity. Otherwise, you would remain trapped on the mountain, which would be detrimental to your path. I hope that after this tribulation, you will make rapid progress.
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