Chapter 73: Speech Karma
The lights flickered, and the shadow of the golden Buddha moved slightly.
Master Mingdeng opened his eyes:
"The world is governed by cause and effect. All joy and sorrow are both cause and effect. Although the Buddha is compassionate, he will not disrupt the law of cause and effect. Therefore, we should devote ourselves to cultivation and do more good deeds, so as to escape the impermanence of joy and sorrow in this world."
Wuzhen didn't quite understand what he heard, and only thought about what happened today:
"Master, everything has cause and effect. I committed verbal offenses today. Will there be retribution?"
Master Mingdeng: "What verbal offenses have you committed?"
“Today, the Princess of Prince Gong brought the young princess and the young prince to burn incense.
When the young master saw how plump we were, he said it must be because of the meat in the temple that we were so fat. He even laughed at me and called me a pig monk.
Wuzhen felt very wronged when he talked about it.
Although he did not miss a single meal, he really did not eat meat, and the oil he ate was all vegetarian.
But he seems to be just like his master, gaining weight even by drinking water.
"I secretly called him a skinny monkey! I called him the one who bit his tongue when he ate and knocked his teeth out when he walked!"
After Wu Zhen finished speaking, his fair, fleshy face seemed to tremble with worry about retribution, and then he heard his master say:
"Next time, tell me in time and I will scold you too."
Wuzhen's eyebrows parted in surprise. "Ah? Master, didn't you say you wanted to practice diligently and eventually become a Buddha?"
Master Mingdeng clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha! Isn't it that Master hasn't reached the realm yet and hasn't attained Buddhahood?"
Wuzhen: "But Master, aren't you afraid of retribution for your verbal sins?"
"Wuzhen, when Master was your age, he also often committed bad words."
Master Mingdeng turned his fat body and sighed:
"Now even drinking water makes me gain weight. This is retribution for our relationship as master and disciple."
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What happened in the court spread quickly in Chang'an.
There are two major events going on recently: 1. Soldiers and civilians in Qianzhou and other places rebelled; 2. The emperor praised Xunzhou Black Mountain ink as better than Song's pine smoke ink.
People in the streets and alleys were talking about rebellion.
Some people say that there are unruly people in Qianzhong Road, while others say that there must be corrupt officials who deserve to be killed there.
Everyone gets nervous when they hear news about war, because who knows if their own men will have to go out to fight.
But the rich and powerful people talked about Black Mountain Ink.
What's happening in Qianzhou is so far away from Chang'an, and there are soldiers to suppress it, so it can't affect them and has nothing to do with them.
Song's pine soot ink was once known as the best in the world. The emperor praised Black Mountain ink as being even better. Doesn't that mean that Black Mountain ink is the best in the world?
The wealthy families in Beijing followed the palace's likes and dislikes and also wanted to buy Black Mountain ink.
It just so happened that a caravan from Lingnan recently brought a batch of Black Mountain Ink to the capital to sell, ranging from two hundred coins to tens of thousands of coins. Within a few days, all of it was sold out.
The shops in Chang'an placed a large number of orders, and the caravan was so anxious that they rushed back to purchase the goods that very day.
Prince Gong's Mansion.
Murong Wan, who was writing at the desk, also used Black Mountain ink, and Chunyue was grinding ink beside her as usual.
The ink ground this time is very good, neither dry nor wet, neither thick nor thin.
The handwriting is also beautiful.
Murong Wan went to Ciguang Temple to burn incense with her mother and brother yesterday, and had no time to do the homework assigned by Tutor Zhang.
She had to finish writing it today, so as not to be embarrassed and punished like her brother.
Murong Wan did not use ordinary Guangxian ink.
The ink stick in Chunyue's hand was added with pearls, gold foil and spices, and it sparkled in the sunlight by the window.
This kind of ink has a very noble name, called Golden Branches and Jade Leaves.
The price is more than ten times more expensive than Guangxian Ink.
In fact, no matter what category, the quality of Montenegro is very good and the ink color is rich.
But Murong Wan prefers Jinzhiyuye Mo.
The palace is not short of money and can afford it even if the price increases tenfold.
The things she used were always of the highest quality. Apart from the palace, there was no place in the capital with higher standards than the Prince's Palace.
She would feel uncomfortable if she had to use the same things as those poor people.
"Princess, the princess asked me to bring you some bird's nest cakes." A maid came over with a food tray and placed a plate of cakes on the table.
He Yan likes to eat bird's nest. Sometimes when she gets tired of stewing bird's nest, she asks someone to try a different method of cooking it.
The cook in the mansion mixed bird's nest with glutinous rice flour, added sugar, red dates, wolfberries and other ingredients, used a mold to make petal-shaped cakes, and steamed them for consumption.
"Well, leave it there." Murong Wan didn't even raise her head.
In between writing, she would pick up one or two pieces with her handkerchief and eat them.
After eating about two or three pieces, he felt a little greasy in his throat and frowned:
"It's too greasy. I can't eat it. Take it away."
Chunyue was about to go downstairs with the bird's nest cake.
Murong Wan stopped Chunyue and said, "Wait a minute, crush the cakes and throw them away."
"Yes, Princess." Chunyue lowered her eyes and said.
Chunyue went out with the cakes.
She knew what the princess meant.
The princess would always throw away any food she hadn't finished, and never give it to the servants. Servants were servants, and they weren't supposed to eat the same food as the princess.
Previously, the princess asked the kitchen to throw away the peach blossom cakes she had not finished eating. As a result, a new cook in the kitchen secretly ate the remaining cakes and was caught red-handed.
The princess was displeased, and only after the princess drove the cook out of the house did she calm down.
Chunyue took the cake and walked to the ditch behind the yard, crushed it and poured half of it out.
Looking around to see no one, she paused, then quickly grabbed a handful of the remaining pastry crumbs on the plate and stuffed them into her mouth...
Murong Ming was also eating bird's nest cake.
But he was not writing, he was watching cockfighting with a few servants.
Murong Ming had seen cockfighting somewhere else once and found it interesting, so he asked his servant to buy a few to play with.
In the open space in the yard, two majestic roosters with colorful crowns on their heads and shiny feathers were tearing each other's feathers and flesh.
Murong Ming casually stuffed a piece of cake into his mouth and shouted:
“Okay, okay!”
"Peck it! Peck it!"
"How stupid—ah!"
Murong Ming was talking while eating pastries, and suddenly he accidentally bit his tongue!
He spat out the cake in his mouth, covered his mouth and cried out in pain:
“Ah—ah—”
"Prince!" The servants quickly gathered around and served Murong Ming cold tea.
Murong Ming drank some tea and felt better after a while.
He didn't want to fight the cocks anymore, so he got up and went back to the house to rest.
The servant guarding the gate suddenly turned around and whispered:
"Prince, the princess is here!"
When Murong Ming heard this, he jumped three feet high:
"Hurry, hurry! Clean this up!"
"Take the chicken away!"
"Stop them! Don't let them scream..."
Several servants in the yard hurriedly cleaned up the scene.
If the princess found out that the young master was fighting cocks in the yard, it would definitely be the servants like them who would be punished.
When Murong Ming saw the chicken being taken away, he quickly ran back to the house and pretended to be reading or studying.
But he ran in such a hurry that he didn't look at the road and stepped on the cake he had spit out earlier.
His feet slipped and he fell forward violently, hitting his mouth on the ground.
Click!
Murong Ming heard the sound of breaking, and at the same time, he felt a stronger pain in his mouth.
"Wow--!"
Murong Ming lay on the ground and burst into tears.
"Ming'er, what's wrong?" He Yan heard her son crying as soon as she stepped into the yard.
The servants around were helping Murong Ming up.
He Yan hurried over to check on her son's injuries.
Seeing that Murong Ming's mouth was covered in blood.
Half of his front tooth was missing from his mouth, which was opened due to crying.
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