Chapter 68 Master Xuan Jing (Part 3) Update
Liu Ziye said, "Thank you, Master."
Led by the abbot, the three of them entered a row of meditation rooms in the back hall of Yanyun Temple.
The abbot knocked on Master Xuanjing's door and said, "Master, the young marquis of Xiguan is here."
After saying this, he didn't even wait for anyone inside to respond. He pushed open the door of the meditation room and bowed to Liu Ziye, saying, "Young Marquis, please come in."
Then he bowed to Du Hui and Qin Wu and said, "Two benefactors, would you be willing to follow me to the corridor to drink some simple tea?"
How could Du Hui not understand the meaning? Master Xuan Jing only wanted to see the young marquis, so he immediately smiled and replied, "The abbot has invited me, so how can I not come?"
The three of them politely left the meditation room, while Liu Ziye had already entered the meditation room.
It was very similar to the Zen room she had imagined, but it did not have that feeling of being clean, dust-free, and otherworldly. Instead, it was ordinary and simple, just like the bedrooms she had seen in the homes of poor people in Xiguan County.
In front of a desk with deep wood cracks in the room, a skinny old man in a gray monk's robe was sitting on a lotus position with his eyes closed.
When Liu Ziye looked over, the old monk also opened his eyes slightly, and their eyes met in an instant.
Liu Ziye, who was about to walk slowly towards the old monk, was suddenly frozen in place!
These were a pair of eyes she had never seen before, neither sad nor happy, as still as a tranquil well, yet seemingly boundless and vast. More importantly, for the first time, Liu Ziye felt a direct piercing of her soul!
as if……
It was as if this seemingly ordinary monk saw through his identity as a person from another world at a glance!
My consciousness was in turmoil and my headache was as severe as when I first woke up.
The system seemed to have detected something amiss and automatically responded, "Host! Host! What's wrong with you? What's happening now?"
However, at this time, Liu Ziye could not hear the system's voice clearly.
She was in so much pain that she leaned against the wall unconsciously, her back bent, and her hands tightly hugged her head.
In contrast, the monk in the meditation room remained calm as he watched the suffering person before him. He raised one hand, picked up the herbal tea bowl on the table, and gently placed it on the teacup.
The clear sound of porcelain colliding suddenly rang out in the quiet Zen room.
Liu Ziye's consciousness suddenly became clear.
However, the pain she had just felt was too real. She took a few deep breaths, then held onto the wall with one hand and stood up again.
Her eyes were filled with anger, and when she looked at the seemingly peaceful old monk, she felt that his face was hideous!
"Who are you? What are you going to do by finding me?"
She wanted to ask again, what is the connection between you and that dog system!
But even after experiencing such an incredible situation just now, she still retained her sanity and did not reveal her cards directly?
"I would also like to ask, who is the donor? What brings you here?"
"Who am I? The young marquis of Xiguan, the Great Zhou Dynasty! What brings me here? Wasn't it you, the old bald donkey pretending to be a ghost, who came to my house first to provoke me?"
Despite being spoken disrespectfully to his face, the old monk remained calm, looking at the furious man with calm eyes.
"It's not the donor."
When Liu Ziye heard him say this, he didn't panic at all because of the provocation or the exposure of his identity. Instead, he looked at the old monk and said provocatively, "Then Master, please tell me, who am I?"
Hearing this, Xuan Jing slowly closed his eyes again.
The silent Zen room fell into deathly silence again.
Liu Ziye looked at the monk with his eyes closed, strode to his opposite side, and made a clang sound.
She kicked the wooden bench across from the old monk away and sat down. There was a teacup on the table, and Liu Ziye lifted it up, picked up the teapot, poured a full cup, and took a leisurely sip.
The monk opened his eyes.
Liu Ziye put down the tea bowl, looked at him and said, "You don't know either."
The monk didn't speak.
"If that's the case, why are you trying to intimidate me like this?"
You're playing tricks, but unfortunately you're still missing a trick! Since you can't see through it completely, your only half-understanding is no threat at all.
According to the easy-to-understand explanation, Liu Ziye's soul had traveled through time and space, and the body she was in was the authentic original owner's. No one could verify it! What was she afraid of?
However, she originally had no good feelings towards Buddhism and Taoism, which were worshipped by the people in this world.
But after listening to Du Hui's words last night, she felt she should respect him. This Buddhist monk, revered by the Yanjing royal family and even the common people, should follow the local customs and learn from the story of "three visits to the thatched cottage" and pay him a visit or two.
If it can really be used for her own benefit, even if she doesn't believe in it, as long as it can bring her points, it is a good thing!
How can belief or not be more important than points?
But unexpectedly...
As soon as this monk meets me, he tries to trap me.
The monk remained silent, and Liu Ziye smiled coldly.
She drank a cup of cold tea, and in the cold room of early winter, she felt completely awake from the inside out.
"I have always had a rule - don't hit children, women, or the elderly."
Liu Ziye said, "So, you should be thankful that you are not young anymore. That's why I didn't hit your face in front of you for pretending to be a ghost."
“Crash—”
The wooden bench was kicked away and fell to the ground with a bang.
Du Hui and the other two were brewing a pot of barley tea and drinking it in the corridor at the back of the temple. They first heard faint unusual sounds coming from the meditation room, and Qin Wu stood up suddenly.
Du Hui also suddenly dropped his humble smile and nodded at Qin Wu with a cold face.
Qin Wu immediately supported himself on the table, jumped over the tea table, and ran towards the Zen room.
Just as he ran to the door, the already rotten and crumbling wooden door of the Zen room was kicked open from the inside with a bang, and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The young Marquis of Xiguan strode out of the room with a cold expression.
Qin Wu hurriedly called out, "Young Marquis!"
Liu Ziye looked at him and said, "Let's go back home."
Seeing this, Du Hui's face turned gloomy. He slammed the teacup heavily on the table with one hand, glanced at the shocked abbot, stood up and left.
The abbot stood up in panic: "What...what's going on?"
"Mr. Du! Young Marquis! Did you misunderstand something?"
However, no matter how he and Jingchen shouted, the three young marquises of Xiguan left Yanyun Temple without looking back.
The abbot turned around helplessly and walked to the outside of Master Xuanjing's meditation room. He listened to the usual peaceful sounds of meditation in the room, and finally left the meditation room silently.
Du Hui had never imagined that the first meeting between their young marquis and this transcendent Buddhist would end in such a violent way.
However, he looked at Liu Ziye's angry face but did not ask the specific reason.
After leaving Yanyun Temple, Liu Ziye returned to the Marquis' Mansion, and his emotions had calmed down along the way.
She even thought that breaking up with the old monk would be a good thing.
If it is really as Mr. Du said, this monk is extremely important and she needs to go against her own conscience in order to win him over, then instead of discussing Buddhism and scriptures, it would be better to just end it like this!
Du Hui followed her into the study of the Marquis's mansion. After the door closed, Liu Ziye spoke frankly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, sir. However, I also want to tell you that from now on, our Xiguan Marquis's mansion will no longer need to curry favor with this monk."
Du Hui sighed and nodded, "I'm not a Buddhist either. The reason I hold Master Xuan Jing in such high regard is simply because his influence extends far beyond Xiguan. He has followers throughout the Zhou Dynasty and even in the neighboring Rong and Di kingdoms."
"I understand what you mean, sir."
Liu Ziye said, "However, in my opinion, Buddhist cultivation of the mind is ultimately illusory. One cannot live forever relying solely on the mind. In the face of the tangible benefits brought to my Xiguan Marquisate, and the advancement of technology and knowledge, Buddhism is not indispensable to me."
After hearing Liu Ziye's words, although Du Hui still felt sorry for missing the opportunity to win over the Buddhist disciples, he soon stopped being obsessed with it.
He turned his attention back to the chores before him and said, "Young Marquis, is there anything else you would like me to do now that you have returned?"
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Half a month after the Dongwangshan incident.
Cui Ming was dismissed from his post and imprisoned for supervising the construction of the Dongwangshan Cool Palace, embezzling funds approved by the Ministry of Works, accepting bribes and bargaining to purchase building materials for his own benefit, and withholding food and expenses from the laborers, resulting in the Cool Palace being unfinished and more than a thousand laborers being killed.
This incident also caused a huge public opinion storm among the people in the Zhou Dynasty!
Almost everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty, from the court to the people, praised the integrity of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Without His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's self-examination and self-exposure, how could a high-ranking official like Cui Ming have been brought down?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even took the blame himself because he was the mastermind behind Liang Gong, and was willing to share the same crime with Cui Ming!
He tied himself up and entered the Emperor's Palace. Please ask His Majesty to personally make a judgment and sentence the Crown Prince to the same punishment of being sent to the imperial family temple and being fined for half a year.
Even if that happened, the common people and students of the Imperial Academy would hold rallies one after another to support the prince and seek justice for him.
"It's all that treacherous minister Cui Ming! He deceived his superiors and his subordinates! If the Crown Prince hadn't uncovered the truth, who knows how many more innocent souls would be buried in the mountains! The Crown Prince is innocent!"
"The prince is innocent and should not be punished for this!"
“…”
In the palace hall, Liu Jian chuckled.
"You are truly worthy of being my good son! The Prince Qingming, whom the Great Zhou Dynasty has high hopes for!"
"Not only did he single-handedly clear himself of the bad reputation he had gained from building the Liang Palace, he also greatly gained the hearts and minds of the people! This prince of mine is truly a good prince and heir apparent that everyone has been waiting for."
Liu Jian spoke slowly, looking at Crown Prince Liu Ziling, who was kneeling on the ground with his arms tied and his hair loose.
He asked, "If that's the case, shouldn't I give up this position sooner rather than later to satisfy the people?"
"Father!"
Liu Ziling bowed his head in fear and said, "Your son has absolutely no such intention!"
“Snap—”
A black jade paperweight hit Liu Ziling's forehead, splashing a pool of blood, then fell to the ground and shattered into more than ten petals.
Blood flowed down his forehead, gradually blurring Liu Ziling's left eye.
However, Liu Ziling simply said, "I, your son, have allowed your father to beat and scold me. I shall always accept your father's teachings! I only beg you, your father, not to misunderstand me and allow those rumors to drive a wedge between you and me, your father and son!"
"Oh? In your eyes, besides the dragon throne under my butt, there is also the relationship between father and son?" Liu Jian pondered, but still couldn't suppress his anger.
"I have never forgotten."
Liu Jian looked at him and said, "Well, you think that since you have the support of the people now, I can't touch you, right? Ziling, my son, then your father will teach you a lesson now."
Liu Ziling bowed and asked for advice.
Liu Jian said: "The lesson is, public opinion is bullshit."
Upon hearing this, Liu Ziling looked up in surprise and looked at the emperor on the high palace.
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