Wei Subaru's voice brought Fang Zilan back from her thoughts. She looked up at the person holding the glass next to her, took the wine glass casually, and congratulated her from afar, "Thank you, Mr. Wei."
Wei Subaru raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Master Fang, Di Rong's Wu family is not only proficient in the art of divination, but also good at controlling people's hearts with voodoo."
"Master Wei said so..." Fang Zilan paused deliberately and said meaningfully: "Do you believe what Princess Erya said?"
"Master Fang, do you believe in fate?" Wei Subaru asked the question without answering. Fang Zilan was silent for a moment and said, "Believe it or not."
Wei Subaru suddenly smiled, and his usually empty light-colored pupils gained some inexplicable sparkle, "Someone has divined for me several times, and the results are always the same. He died under a random knife, and he didn't end well."
Fang Zilan's expression was dull, but Wei Subaru curled his lips and said indifferently: "The life of a soldier is just like this, and it cannot be known by divination. Master Fang, are you right?"
For a moment, Fang Zilan felt like she had a lump in her throat. She couldn't say a single word, but she couldn't utter a rebuttal either. They are all people who kill and fight. During their whole life in the army, if they are not wrapped in horse leather, they will be covered with a handful of loess.
She has heard these four words too many times. What does it matter whether he died under a knife or not?
She had too many worries and could not be as drunk as Wei Subaru, so when she saw these four words, she felt extremely heavy.
Wei Subaru did not insist on asking for answers, but just drank one glass after another.
Fang Zilan no longer looked at him, but looked at Zhuge Yu opposite him. His expression was dark and unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Master Lioyuan said quietly: "Your Majesty, the tea is cold, I will change it for you."
Li Shengxuan pursed his lips and couldn't help but ask: "What do you mean to Wei Subaru..."
He didn't say any more, but Master Lioyuan had already changed a cup of tea for him, "I can't remember the past in my past life."
"Ajun..." Li Shengxuan was about to say something, but was cut off by Master Yuan Yuan, "Your Majesty, I'm a poor monk, please don't call me by the wrong name again."
Li Shengxuan's hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the clear tea surface, which reflected his hesitant face. This was not the look that an emperor should have.
He took a deep breath, said goodbye and left. Master Liaoyuan looked at his back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The past is so easy to forget?
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, Master Liaoyuan closed his eyes. He was destined to be unable to answer Li Shengxuan's question.
Wei Subaru didn't even care about his own life, but he couldn't sacrifice his life to Shan'er. Just because he held his breath, he kept the word Zhuge in his heart for Shan'er.
It's a pity that no matter what he does, Shan'er can't come back.
He 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."