Yue Jian's sudden voice interrupted Rong Yue's unspoken words. Rong Yue quickly shut up and turned around to see the elderly Master Xin Deng walking towards this side.
The night was already dark, and everything was pitch dark after leaving the Main Hall. The young monk next to Master Xinsheng held a lantern, and he had a solemn and compassionate look on his face. When he came closer, he clasped his hands and sang to the two of them. "Amitabha."
Rongyue was confused: "Why is Master here?"
Master Xin Deng raised his head and looked at Tang Ning: "I have something to say and want to talk to the county master alone. Is that okay?"
Rongyue's heart tightened and she subconsciously looked at Tang Ning beside her.
Tang Ning gave her a comforting look: "Aunt, please go back first. I happen to have some Buddhist matters that I would like to ask Master Xindeng for advice."
Rongyue hesitated for a moment and then whispered: "Then be careful and ask Yue Jian and Hang Li to accompany you. I'll wait for you to come back."
Tang Ning said "hmm", and Rong Yue nodded towards Master Xin Deng and left.
After she left, Tang Ning looked at Master Xindeng: "I wonder why Master is looking for me?"
"The little donor knows that I will come looking for you."
The little girl in front of her was young, and there was no surprise or surprise on her face. She seemed calm as if she knew he would come a long time ago.
Tang Ning was indeed not surprised. When she first met Master Xin Deng, she had a premonition that they would meet again. Her expression was gentle: "I don't know, but I feel destined to be with Master."
Master Xindeng smiled when he heard this: "Since we are destined, I will treat the young benefactor to a cup of tea."
Tang Ning did not refuse.
The young monk held a lantern to lead the way. Tang Ning followed Master Xin Deng to the back temple. The back temple was not as wide as the front, with houses and Buddhist temples scattered around. After walking on the stone steps and bypassing a particularly tall pines and cypresses, they arrived at a In front of the quiet room, the young monk and Yue Jian were left outside.
The quiet room was filled with the aroma of tea, accompanied by the faint smell of sandalwood. Tang Ning watched Master Xin Deng pour the tea from the pot.
The water in the simple tea cup was rippling, and the old monk opposite her was full of gentleness. She suddenly said: "Tonight's matter involves the temple, I'm sorry."
Master Xindeng looked at her: "Is the little donor's apology for framing the second prince, or for those few lives?"
"Master indeed knows."
Tang Ning's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she turned her head to look at the heart lamp opposite her. She had just made some vague guesses before, but she didn't expect that he actually knew about it. She looked at the heart lamp quietly: "Since the master has known the truth for a long time, Why didn't you stop it?"
Master Xin Deng: "Why do you want to stop me?"
Tang Ning was stopped by his rhetorical question, and after a while he said, "Don't they all say that Buddha is compassionate..."
Master Xin Deng looked calm: "Although the Buddha is compassionate, there are times when Vajra is angry, otherwise there would be no reincarnation of hell to shackle all living beings. Besides, all living beings are equal before the Buddha, and he will naturally take responsibility for life and death. Those who do evil will be punished, so why should I stop him. "
Xiang Ning was still compassionate in his eyes, but the indifference revealed under that compassion made Tang Ning a little stunned. She had never thought that a world-famous and respected eminent monk would be like this. His words showed so much concern for human life. His indifference is shocking.
Tang Ning frowned: "If that's the case, why did Master come to me again?"
Master Xindeng looked at her steadily: "I saw troubled times in the donor."
"Troubled times?" Tang Ning suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Master, don't you want to say that I am the enchantress who brought trouble to the country?"
Master Xindeng shook his head: "The little benefactor was originally destined to die, but now he is alive and well. The fate lines seem to be rebellious. I don't know why this is like this, but you are stained with the merits of Po Tian, and you are also stained with it. You are such a murderer, I have only seen one person like you in my life."
"who?"
"Emperor Taizu."
Tang Ning was stunned.
Master Xin Deng looked at her: "When I was still a layman, I met the young Emperor Taizu. At that time, his life was rich and noble but clean. At that time, the world was in chaos, the kingdoms were fighting, and the people were in dire straits. Until Taizu ascended the throne, After pacifying all the countries, the Wei Dynasty became strong and powerful. When I saw him again, he was full of merit and deeds, and was full of evil deeds."
"Emperor Taizu had made great contributions to the founding of the country, and he had killed countless enemies in bloody battlefields. It is not surprising that he should be like this, but why would the little benefactor be like this? Such great merits and deeds can only be achieved by an extraordinary person. It’s even less likely to appear in a person who is supposed to be dead.”
Tang Ning looked stunned as she listened to Master Xin Deng's words.
After she was reborn once, she knew that there were not no strange people in this world. Master Xindeng could see through her destiny and it was not surprising that he said that she was a dead person. However, the merits and evils he said made her... She was confused and confused.
No matter in her previous life or this one, she had never done anything earth-shattering.
How could she be the same as the amazing Emperor Taizu?
Master Xindeng looked at Tang Ning who was in a daze: "My little benefactor has deviated from the original destiny. I see the signs of troubled times in you. But now the fate of the Wei Dynasty is clearly not over. I can't understand it for a while. That’s why I want to find a little donor to solve my doubts.”
It's just that the face of the woman opposite is too confused, and the confusion in her eyes when she slightly frowns cannot be faked.
Master Xindeng sighed: "It seems that I can't get the answer from the little donor."
Tang Ning suppressed the doubts in her heart and raised her eyes to look at him: "Master, what is the purpose of seeking answers? To prevent troubled times?"
Master Xin Deng shook his head: "Curious."
Tang Ning raised an eyebrow: "Curious?"
"I am also a layman."
At this moment, the mystery of the eminent monk dissipated from him, and the old monk's face really looked like a layman: "I always feel that the donor and I have some entanglements, but I have never seen you, you said How can I not be curious?"
Tangning suddenly laughed after hearing his words. She felt that Master Xindeng was particularly interesting. She tilted her head and chuckled: "That's a pity for Master."
She wasn't as aggressive as she originally thought, and there were no various temptations. It seemed that Master Xindeng came to see her just out of curiosity. There was no tension in the quiet room, and the two of them seemed to be reminiscing about old friends after not seeing each other for many years.
Yue Jian stood outside, keeping her mind on it. It wasn't until Tang Ning came out of the quiet room more than half an hour later that she breathed a sigh of relief.
On the way back, Tangning held several Buddhist scriptures in his hands.
Yue Jian followed her and asked in a low voice: "Girl, what does Master Xin Deng want from you?"
Tang Ning smiled: "Nothing, just gave me a few Buddhist scriptures."
The old monk kept saying that everyone has a destiny in life and death, but he gave her a few Buddhist scriptures that advised people to do good and stop evil.
Yue Jian looked at the few Buddhist scriptures in Tang Ning's hands and was a little confused. Did Master Xindeng go through so much trouble to give Buddhist scriptures to the girl? She thought something else had been exposed. Could it be that the girl was extraordinarily intelligent...
Tang Ning walked forward holding the Buddhist scriptures: "Brother, have you made arrangements?"
Yue Jian said quickly: "Everything has been arranged. When the governor learned about the girl's affairs, he was so angry that his injuries recurred. Yue Fengcheng will see it with his own eyes."
Tang Ning glanced at the night: "Go back, there will be more trouble when we return to Beijing tomorrow."
She took two steps and suddenly stopped.
"Girl?"
Tang Ning's expression was unpredictable. She reached out and touched the lotus hairpin in her hair. Wait, could the so-called signs of troubled times, meritorious deeds, and evil deeds on her body be...
Brother?
"Girl?" Yue Jian was confused: "What's wrong?"
Tang Ning's expression kept changing, and it took a moment to recover: "It's okay, let's go."
