At the venue for the Buddha's birthday event, the distinguished guests have already settled into their seats under the guidance of many novice monks.
There were also novice monks who served fresh seasonal fruits and melons to them one by one.
It is April in the world, the wind is gentle and the sun is not dry.
The distinguished guests whispered to each other, talked and laughed loudly, mostly praising Woxia Temple for holding the Buddha's birthday event. The novices passing by them were smiling. Occasionally, some guests grabbed the novices and asked them for some meat. In such a festival, no one would be happy. There should be meat dishes, but who asked the abbot to speak, today is a great thing, the needs of the distinguished guests will be met, meat dishes, beautiful women, etc. have been prepared long ago.
It doesn’t seem like the Buddha’s birthday, but a joyful place for everyone.
Of course, eminent monks have already explained this, quoting a great eminent monk from the Northern Sui Dynasty who said that when meat and wine pass through the intestines, they remain in the heart of the Buddha. Besides, it doesn't matter that the monks don't eat meat or enjoy beauty.
As long as the distinguished guests feel at home, this Buddha's birthday event has achieved its purpose.
Countless seasonal fruits and melons were placed on the table, and meats exuding mouth-watering aromas were delivered. A woman invited from nowhere by Woxia Temple walked into the venue in a charming manner, shaking her willow waist.
Everyone laughed.
It seems that this is the correct Mahayana Buddhism.
If we say that the girls are all kinds of charming, there must be some people at the table who are not convinced.
Concubine Lan, who had been disguised by Song Wanru, looked around at the ridiculous things happening in the venue and whispered: "Is this the Buddha's birthday? It should be the Devil's Day!"
Qin Xianqing wore a male mask and smiled and said: "The Buddhist sect in Southern Wu has long deviated from the right path. There may be a few eminent monks who are dedicated to Buddhism, but most of the monks are still greedy for pleasure and worship Buddhism just for their inner desires. "
Concubine Lan said: "I can also be considered a person who worships Buddha."
Song Wanru suddenly said: "That's why the empress asked Miss Zhu to find another way to find Buddhism, right?"
"Yes, her master is a truly eminent monk."
After disappearing for a night, Qin Xianqing, who came back this morning, turned his attention to another place, where a magnificent ceremonial guard appeared first, followed closely by the arrogant prince on a horse. The abbot of Woxia Temple personally led his horse and pedaled for him.
"The prince has arrived!!"
The chatting and laughing distinguished guests immediately stood up and saluted the prince in unison.
The prince is here on behalf of Lord Wu, so he must pay homage with great ceremony.
I saw the prince walking to the middle of the field, looking at the countless Buddhist instruments that were swaying in the breeze, and said with a smile: "Pingshen."
Xuan even said the words he had prepared long ago.
After the prince sat down, the others sat down in an orderly manner.
The abbot of Woxia Temple smiled, walked up to the high platform, and said softly: "To celebrate the Christmas of our Buddha, we are holding a grand event..."
The abbot's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible in everyone's ears.
Qin Xianqing said: "This person can be considered a figure."
"Sister, are you sure you can deal with him?"
"It's not worthy of my attention."
Concubine Lan asked curiously: "Is it possible that something big will happen later?"
Qin Xianqing shook his head: "It depends on whether the other people can sit still. To be honest, it's not a good time to take action today."
"Why?" Concubine Lan asked again.
She didn't know much about it, she only knew that when fighting for Xianglu Pill, it was a good opportunity to move her away.
"Woxia Temple has postponed the fight for Xianglu Pill and will reschedule it to tomorrow."
"Oh, it must be the prince." Concubine Lan insisted.
Song Wanru said: "What the empress said is exactly what she said."
"Despite the graceful appearance of the prince, he actually has a vicious heart. It's the fault of those people who blindly flattered him for being a wise king, which deceived His Highness for many years."
Qin Xianqing smiled and said: "The arrangements are very thorough, don't worry, Madam."
"Yes, can Zhao Ruyu really integrate the Eight Heavenly Dragons into the Great Wu Dragon Energy without hurting me at all?"
"The daughter of the people guarantees her life." Song Wanru and Qin Xianqing said in unison, as if they had agreed upon it.
Yubainiang, who was standing behind Concubine Lan, couldn't understand a bit.
She looked around, hoping to find Shen Li.
Before coming to the venue, Yubainiang secretly asked Qin Xianqing if Mr. Shen would be in danger.
Qin Xianqing replied, "In our profession, there are always dangers."
Therefore, deep in her heart, she secretly recited Buddhist scriptures and prayed for the young man.
The bored Concubine Lan smiled and said to Qin Xianqing: "I will give Mr. Shen a sachet."
"Sachet?" Qin Xianqing and Song Wanru were shocked.
The two of them knew exactly what the woman's sachet meant.
"Empress, this...this...is not allowed. What if Your Majesty finds out..." Song Wanru was completely frightened and stammered.
Qin Xianqing also looked shocked.
Concubine Lan smiled and said: "Look at your surprised looks. It's okay. The prince came to the Buddha's birthday event on behalf of His Majesty, so I helped Yu Bainiang give Mr. Shen a sachet. The two of them are quite a match, why not let them go after the dust has settled. Lovers get married."
"..."
Qin Xianqing stopped talking.
Song Wanru couldn't come back to her senses.
On the other hand, Yu Bainiang glanced at Song Wanru who was stunned on the spot, her cheeks turned red.
Concubine Lan took the initiative to expose this matter. Her heart was pounding like a deer, and she felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
"With me as matchmaker, this marriage will definitely be very lively. When I return to the palace, I will greet Your Majesty and reward the young couple with titles, which will make the good news even better. It can also be considered as a reward for Yu Bainiang's service and Master Shen's poems."
Song Wanru looked at Qin Xianqing anxiously, the grievance in her eyes almost overflowing.
Qin Xianqing didn't know what happened between Song Wanru and Shen Li. She prepared her words in her heart and slowly said, "The daughter of the people expressed her gratitude to the empress on behalf of Shen Li, but I'm afraid he won't be able to make such a good marriage."
"Ah? Is it possible that Mr. Shen doesn't like Yubainiang?" Concubine Lan asked.
"What happened here is that he must not stay in Nanwu."
"Why?"
"My Majesty, I don't know, this boy has done many things that make the big shots hate him. If he stays in Nanwu, his life will be in danger. Besides, Shen Li is suffering from an incurable disease and needs to go north to find a way to save him."
"How could it be like this..." Concubine Lan was particularly surprised, "Young Master Shen looks good... Are you kidding me?"
"Mother, Liu Taiyuan also wants to marry his granddaughter Liu Xiangjun to Shen Li, but he is hesitant because of his hidden dangers." Song Wanru said hurriedly, half truthfully.
"Jun Liu Xiang? The apple of the eye of the Liu family?"
"good."
Some time ago, His Majesty wanted to summon Liu Xiangjun to the palace, but later he gave up the idea for unknown reasons.
Concubine Lan frowned. Your Majesty is indeed a little bit embarrassed, but outsiders don't know that under the power of Buddhist monks, he is slowly getting better and regaining his glory.
"It's because I didn't think carefully about such a thing."
Yubainiang said: "It's all the fault of the common girls."
"What does it have to do with you?" Concubine Lan asked in surprise.
Song Wanru felt bad.
really.
Yubainiang said softly: "Mr. Shen saved the lives of our siblings. The little girl is willing to serve Mr. Shen everywhere, no matter what incurable disease he has, and no matter where he goes to the end of the world, the little girl... The little girl is willing to follow him, and doesn't care. I just want Mr. Shen to have someone by his side to take care of him..."
Song Wanru almost exploded with anger.
You shouldn’t have brought Yubainiang to Woxia Temple in the first place!
Before Concubine Lan could speak, Qin Xianqing shook his head and objected: "Miss Yu's sincerity towards Shen Li is indeed touching. It's a pity that the path Shen Li takes is full of difficulties and dangers. He can't protect himself, let alone someone who has no power to tie a chicken. You? Once you are killed in front of him, you will definitely become a demon that he will be unable to suppress for the rest of his life."
There was a pause.
"Yu Bainiang, there is a saying in the world that it is better to forget each other than to live together. This is the best ending for you. I am clear about Shen Li's rescue of your siblings. He did this well. Yes, if it were me, I would make the same choice."
Song Wanru cast a grateful look at Qin Xianqing.
Concubine Lan nodded and no longer dwelled on this topic.
What people say is irrefutable.
From their own perspective, Qin Xianqing, Song Wanru, and Shen Li were family members. She and Yu Bainiang were at most guests in a business deal.
Yubainiang was very anxious at the moment. It was hard for the imperial concubine to act as a matchmaker for her, but Qin Xianqing calmed her down with a few words. Concubine Lan turned to the venue with concentration, presumably not intending to dwell on this matter.
Song Wanru breathed a long sigh of relief.
When Concubine Lan noticed this, her mind was in turmoil. Could it be that there was also a story between Song Wanru and Shen Li?
Zhu Murong, dressed as a middle-aged man, followed the novice and came to Concubine Lan: "Empress, Miss Qin, Miss Song, there are many masters lurking nearby. Should we do something to deal with them?"
Qin Xianqing shook his head: "No need, our disguise has been perfect until now. We can just wait for the good opportunity to come."
Seeing Concubine Lan, Zhu Murong nodded, "Okay, I'd like to help you two girls."
Nodding to Yubainiang again, Zhu Murong blended in with the monks coming and going.
"Besides me, there seems to be other plans?" Concubine Lan couldn't help but ask.
Qin Xianqing said: "We have many people from Xingxiu Sect."
"oh?"
"This Buddha's birthday will definitely trigger a chaos that will not be settled for a long time."
"There are many experts in Woxia Temple! They will definitely not sit back and watch something go wrong on their own territory!"
"So all parties gathered here."
"I don't understand."
"Your Majesty, you don't need to understand. Wanru and I's mission is to ensure that not a single hair of your Majesty's hair falls out."
Concubine Lan felt that what was strange about Qin Xianqing was not her personality, but the words she spoke, like a wise man looking at the overall situation.
It is said that her status within the Xingxiu Sect is extremely high, second only to the leader. With her protection, Concubine Lan can sit here calmly and calmly.
The prince is right in front.
Concubine Lan glanced at him, and the abbot of Woxia Temple was whispering something to him.
Of course she couldn't hear the abbot's voice, and Qin Xianqing and Song Wanru didn't take it seriously.
What they didn't know was that the abbot whispered to the prince that an Arhat who was about to enter the realm of morning dew had been selected to go to another courtyard to deal with the unhappy people for the prince.
The prince chuckled: "If this happens, there will be a generous reward from Woxia Temple."
The abbot was ordered to sit beside him.
"Your Highness is serious. Woxia Temple is willing to help His Highness."
Who knows that he is the crown prince and the future Lord of Wu.
Being able to help Lord Wu, the benefits of Woxia Temple are countless!
However, the abbot did not know that the prince had long regarded the Nanwu Buddhist family as a thorn in his flesh, and wished he could get rid of it quickly.
at this time.
The Arhat personally selected by the abbot, after disguising himself, walked briskly into the courtyard and stared at Shen Li's room.
