Surprisingly, Yang Ming and the others met an acquaintance, or to be more precise, a relative, in Master Lingzang's Zen room.
The eldest princess Yang Lihua.
When Yang Lihua saw the three boys from the second child's family, her original pleasant look suddenly turned cloudy, especially when she saw Yang Ming.
"What are you three doing here?" Yang Lihua frowned.
Yang Zhao was not humble and said: "My nephews came to visit Master Lingzang, but I didn't expect that my aunt is here."
"Everything is well, master. You can go back," Yang Lihua said in a cold tone.
Haha, did you take some gunpowder? Why are you talking so hastily today?
Yang Ming saw that Yang Zhao had no intention of leaving, so he simply found a futon and sat down. He said with a playful smile: "My nephews are here to listen to Master Lingzang's teachings. Aunt, please don't send us away."
Yang Lihua narrowed her eyes and turned to Yang Zhao, who bowed his hands deeply to her and sat down as well.
Yang Jian was the only one left, standing blankly at the door, unable to sit or stand, it was extremely awkward.
Perhaps because Yang Lihua felt guilty, she just glanced at Yang Jian and then hurriedly shifted her gaze.
"That's all. Lihua will come back another day. The three little brats are harassing you, please forgive me."
"No, no, no," Master Lingzang put his hands together and smiled: "The three highnesses are all wise people and have a predestined relationship with me, the Buddha. Why bother talking about it?"
Yang Lihua nodded, glared at Yang Ming with feigned anger, and then left.
At this time, Yang Ming had the time to carefully look at the number one Buddhist figure in the Sui Dynasty in front of him.
He is dark and thin, and his face is full of wrinkles due to his age. Although his head is bald, it is not as smooth as a young monk, but looks like a potato, gray and uneven.
But the other person's eyes were so gentle.
Those eyes will make people forget his unsatisfactory appearance and make people think that he is a completely trustworthy elder.
A pair of eyes saves a person.
Every time Yang Ming looked at him, he felt that when the other person looked at him, he seemed to be looking at his grandson, and he was extremely kind.
This is definitely an eminent monk!
Next, it was time for Yang Zhao to perform. He talked eloquently with Master Lingzang, talking about some Buddhist terms that Yang Ming and Yang Xian couldn't understand at all.
It seemed that one of the two was asking for advice, and the other was probably trying to clear up doubts, because Yang Zhao always acted like he was enlightened.
Yang Ming really didn't understand, but he still opened his eyes wide, with an expression of sudden realization on his face, and his thoughts had already gone to the other side of the sky.
After a long time, Yang Zhao was full of gains and clasped his hands towards Lingzang.
However, Master Lingzang turned his gaze to Yang Ming and said with a smile: "I think this little highness seems to have some insights just now?"
Misunderstanding, there is no such thing. I was just wondering if Fang Xuanling would curse me in her heart when she drank rice wine mixed with water.
Yang Ming shook his head with a "confused" look on his face, and said blindly: "The disciple seems to have grasped something, and seems to be watching it flow away from his fingers. It is difficult to grasp."
Lingzang was stunned for a moment, then fell into long thought.
After a while, Lingzang said slowly:
"In the tenth year of the founding of the Emperor, the Supreme Master summoned the Tianzhu Master Fazang (Dharmagupta) to the Daxingshan Temple to translate scriptures and teach Dharma. In a few years, a total of nine books and 46 volumes of scriptures were translated. In fact, before Master Fazang came here, the poor monks often When reciting Buddhist classics such as the "Nothing Bodhisattva Sutra", "Fajudha Luo Sutra", "Vajra Prajna Sutra" and other Buddhist classics, I felt the same as your Highness just now. It seemed to be there but not there, and I stopped talking, as if I was already standing. Outside the door, but still unable to take that final step.”
Yang Zhao hurriedly said: "After Master Fazang has translated the scriptures, and the master reads the scriptures again, is everything clear?"
"That's exactly what it is," Lingzang said with a gloomy face: "That's why the poor monk felt that it was the poor monk's own lack of Dharma that made the young highness feel confused when he was listening and found it difficult to get in. The poor monk should reflect on his sins."
Are you thinking about yourself? Yang Ming was speechless.
That scripture is in ancient Indian. You can understand a little or two of it before it is translated, which is already amazing.
The Chinese language is profound and profound, and Master Fazang is an Indian. There will inevitably be many problems when translating. Isn’t it normal that I can’t understand him?
Therefore, Yang Ming said in a superficially pretentious tone: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."
That's all he knew, and he didn't know whether it was appropriate in this situation.
Because he doesn't even know what this sentence means.
However, an accident still happened, and now it was Lingzang's turn to receive enlightenment...
Outside the mountain gate, Yang Zhao put his arm around Yang Ming's shoulders and smiled:
"The two sentences that Lao San just said are from the last chapter of the Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra. They are the essence of the entire sutra. Master Lingzang's Dharma is profound and should be understood."
It’s good to be relieved, it’s good to be relieved, it’s not a sin if you can’t teach me? Why be so stubborn.
Yang Ming smiled and nodded: "My eldest brother is still amazing, he can actually talk about Buddhism with Master Lingzang."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm just a secular disciple," Yang Zhao laughed: "Come on, didn't Yang Jun invite us to meet in the evening? Let's go to the city and wait for him."
The three brothers boarded the carriage and drove away.
Yang Lihua, who had been staying in a Zen room in the temple and had not left, after learning that Yang Ming and the others had left, she once again called the young novice monk to pass on the message,
Unfortunately, after the young novice came back, he replied: "The abbot has closed his door and is practicing Buddhism in secret. He will not see visitors recently."
Yang Lihua was stunned, and her keen intuition told her that something must have happened to Lingzang and Yang Zhao in the Zen room just now, otherwise it would be impossible for Lingzang to refuse to see her.
Qianxiu? Is this all that's needed?
Yang Lihua refused to give up and asked the novice monk to pass on the message again and again, but the answer was the same every time.
There was no choice but to leave.
After a big quarrel with her mother Dugu Jialuo last time in Yong'an Palace, Yang Lihua knew that she could not change her mother's mind, so she had the idea to ask Master Lingzang to say a few words to the prince Yang Yong.
Master Lingzang is a Buddhist leader with a transcendent status, and his words carry great weight among his parents.
Unexpectedly, only halfway through what he said, he was interrupted by Yang Zhao and three other daredevils coming in.
As a result, this interruption made her unable to even see Lingzang's face. What on earth was going on?
Yang Lihua thought to herself: Yang Zhao has a clear mind, and although he has plans, he is bright in his actions. Yang Jian is passionate and romantic, but his brain cannot be used in the right way. He cannot do anything complicated.
Could it be Yang Ming again?
This guy must be a bad guy if he has a close relationship with Yang Yue.
But Yang Lihua then thought about it. No matter how smart Yang Ming was, he couldn't guess the purpose of his trip, so he couldn't sabotage it.
So what is the reason?
After thinking for a long time, Yang Lihua suddenly frowned.
Is it just because Amo's three sons still came to visit Lingzang, but Suidifan's sons disappeared after offering incense?
After thinking about it, Yang Lihua felt that this was the only possibility.
This gave her a deep sense of powerlessness...
It’s okay if they don’t have direct descendants, these concubines are also a bunch of idiots.
