Master Liaoyuan poured a cup of tea on his own. It happened to be a coincidence, whether intentionally or not - today's tea was Shan'er's favorite lotus tea.
The beloved has passed away, but they are still alive.
He still remembered Shan'er mysteriously saying she wanted to see someone when she was a child, but her elder brother wouldn't let her go. At that time, he had no inhibitions and went with Shan'er.
That was the first time he met Wei Subaru. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, by a lake on the outskirts of the city, the half-grown Wei Subaru kicked a child about his size into the lake with a cold face.
No matter how hard the child struggled, Wei Subaru would press his head again and push him into the lake. Seeing his breath weakening, Shan'er exclaimed and rushed forward to stop Wei Subaru.
However, they arrived too late. The child was fished out with only half a breath left and died not long after.
When the matter came up in front of Duke Xianwei, Wei Subaru jumped into the lake without saying a word, and suffered the same fate as the child. Even the time was exactly right, and he settled the matter by himself.
Wei Subaru's life was saved, but this was the first time he knew someone could be so ruthless, risking other people's lives, not to mention his own.
So like his elder brother, he didn't allow Shan'er to see Wei Subaru again, but he was worried about it, so how could he stop him?
Therefore, when he heard that Wei Subaru risked Shan'er's life, he was actually not surprised, but he could no longer hold anything but hatred in his heart.
He didn't understand, since Wei Subaru was willing to risk his own life, why wasn't he the one who died?
It was not until later that he knew the answer when he saw the lost Wei Subaru.
That was the first time in his life that he saw Wei Subaru in extreme embarrassment, and it was also the only time...
Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh, picked up the already cold tea in front of him, and drank it in one gulp. Then he stood up, walked to the Buddhist hall where the lamps were offered, and added oil to the ever-burning lamp with "Zhuge Shan" engraved on the Buddhist tablet.
"You're here." The old monk walked up behind Master Yuan. He turned around, bowed, and called "Master."
The old monk took the lamp oil in his hand and added oil to the ever-bright lamp next to the Buddhist tablet with "Zhuge Jun" engraved on it.
"Master..." Master Lioyuan stopped talking, and the old monk said meaningfully: "It is not something that can be accomplished by a Dharma name to end the fate of the mortal world. Although you are destined to me, the Buddha, if you cannot overcome the obstacles in your heart, this A constant lamp won’t help.”
After he finished speaking, he hunched over and moved to the side to sit down. Master Lioyuan sat next to him and listened to him: "In a few days, I will be traveling around the world to promote Buddhism. We may never see each other again." , do you have anything to say to me?"
Master Liaoyuan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the ever-burning lantern with the words "Mountains and Rivers Will Be Forever" engraved on the Buddhist amulet, "Master, has he found a new lantern donor?"
The old monk nodded, "Although it is different from what my old friend thought, he is still someone who can entrust me with this wish. What's more..."
He coughed and changed his voice, "I have found the destined person for this lamp, and I have finally fulfilled my wish."
Master Liaoyuan was silent, and the old monk smiled, "You don't have to be like this. When I gave you the position of abbot, I said that if this can help you see a peaceful and prosperous age, it will also be a meritorious deed if you fulfill your wish. One piece.”
He said with a look of relief in his eyes, "Now the scene in the capital really looks like a prosperous age. After my merits are complete, I will go around and spread Buddhism widely, in order to live up to my name of Buddhism."
State religion? Master Liao Yuan thought, if it wasn't for this reason, how could he have ended up here?
At that time, he had only been a monk for a few years, and even though he was extremely talented, he was not qualified to be an abbot. However, for the Zhuge family, Li Shengxuan, Shan'er, and many others, he became the abbot of Baiye Temple.
Just because you believe in the human heart, it is best to play with God's will. He became the abbot of Baiye Temple, so the Zhuge family could better protect the Li family.
It is really a twist of fate that one became a monk in order to liberate himself from worldly affairs, but then became an abbot for the sake of worldly affairs.
Master Liaoyuan stared intently at the lights in the hall, as if blind for a moment, with only the voice of the old monk in his ears, mixed with a sigh——
"The fate is over. The sea of suffering is boundless, and only by crossing it yourself can you overcome it. From now on, Baiye Temple will be handed over to you."
Fang Zilan woke up very early the next morning, or she didn't get much rest at all.
The old story told by Vice General Cao kept lingering in her mind, making her feel unspeakable guilt for Zhuge Yu.
Coupled with Zhuge Yu's demeanor and posture at the camp on the outskirts of Beijing yesterday, Zhuge Shan's death was a big blow to him. After all, Zhuge Yu was only a teenager at the time.
She wanted to apologize to Zhuge Yu, so she got up early and went directly to the government office after packing.
The government office in the morning mist was quiet and deserted, and seemed a bit deserted.
The gatekeeper and the guard opened the door for Fang Zilan while half asleep. No one expected that she would come so early, but looking at her cold expression as if she was in a bad mood, they were respectful and did not dare to neglect.
The way they forced themselves to yawn made her raise the corners of her lips slightly, making her whole person look softer.
Shortly after Fang Zilan arrived, Zhuge Yu also came.
He was still dressed in cyan clothes, with a veiled white fox cloak on the outside. The plain white color made him more spotless, adding a bit of cold temperament.
Fang Zilan looked at him and said hello at a loss. She felt that the distance between them suddenly became much more distant.
Zhuge Yu was calm and indifferent as usual. He took off his cloak and walked to the charcoal fire to warm his hands. "Master Pei is going back to the household department today. Does Sister Lan know about the Southeast Affairs?"
"I..." Fang Zilan opened his mouth hesitantly.
Zhuge Yu turned his head and looked at her with a clear expression, "Sister Lan, do you have something to say to me?"
Although it was a question, he said it with great certainty.
"A Yu, what happened yesterday..." As soon as Fang Zilan started to speak, she was interrupted by Zhuge Yu, "It doesn't matter. Yesterday has passed and today has arrived. There is no need to mention the old things again."
"That's fine." Fang Zilan nodded thoughtfully and whispered: "People always have to look forward. But no matter what, Ayu, I'm sorry."
Zhuge Yu looked at the hesitant person in front of him, his eyes full of regret, and sighed softly: "Sister Lan, there are many affairs in the southeast, and there is no time for you to be sentimental. You have to cheer up."
"Ayu, don't you blame me for dragging you into this?" Fang Zilan asked without thinking, but after asking, even she couldn't help but find it funny.
"The games I enter are never dragged down by others." Zhuge Yu raised the corners of his lips, revealing a slight arc, "Sister Lan, do you think you dragged me into the game, or did I lead you into the game?"
Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, saying no more words.
The small barrier between the two of them, like ice and snow, was evaporated and dissipated with the heat rising from the charcoal fire.
