Chapter 70: Good and evil

The bells of Zhuangmu of Dufo Temple can be heard clearly after getting off the boat, and the mountain gate is facing, and two stone couplets are engraved:
The big dream smells the clock, the fragrant rain is blindingly awake,
Suddenly, Biyun flew down and looked back.
The architecture of Buddhist temples is different from other places. The halls with the Great Buddha Hall as the center are gradually advancing in an arc shape, forming a large-scale building complex. On the square in front of the temple, the five hundred gilt arhats bestowed by the gods have a demeanor and description, giving people a neat and solemn feeling, but they are not mundane.
Outside the temple of the Buddha, there are octagonal forest roads alternately, and the long-lasting incense of smoke diffuses leisurely and gradually enters the green hills, showing the detached status of this ancient royal temple. In the west, the octagonal nine-story pagoda is built with large bluestone, standing tall and straight above the heavy forest, almost piercing the sky. Following the green pagoda, there is gradually a monk's house hidden among the mountains and forests. The stone road is winding and turning gradually. On both sides of the upright cliffs, there are statues of Buddhas carved in the mountains. The years show signs of vicissitudes and simplicity.
The higher the higher the line, the higher the road divides into two, one leads to the forbidden land of the heavenly family, the "Temple of Thousand Compassion". The Qingwa Temple dotted in the middle of the mountain is not only the place where concubines and concubines who failed to give birth to children in the past dynasties, but also imprison the royal family for crimes People place. Along the road, there is an abbot's courtyard built on the edge of the cliff. The Buddha's path is exhausted, but the eyes are suddenly open.
Green pines and cypresses are dotted with rock formations.
In the Huangzhu Mountain House, a light plain cloth with moon-white dark lines gently covers the futon, the plain silver gauze on the outer cover is decorated with a few fine lines flowing down the sleeves, and the long and graceful placket hangs slightly, calmly. And calm.
Qing Chen held the cup in his hand, took a sip of the "Heart" tea unique to the Buddhist temple, and couldn't help but swipe slightly. The sweetness that first touched the lips and teeth was transferred into the throat, turning into a deep bitterness for a long time, and there was still some sourness between the remaining teeth, but after another, it was still a lingering fragrance.
Hundreds of flavors entangled, immersed in the lungs, and didn't know to drink for a long time. I really don't know what kind of tea it is, and it takes all the emotions and desires in the world.
The abbot of Jingjie is nearly ninety years old. He has long life brows. He sits quietly opposite Qing Chen. When he looks at her, there is a deep smile in his eyes: "Every time the princess drinks this tea, she frowns, but why Do you want to drink every time?"
Qing Chen put down the old bamboo teacup, the water in the cup was as clear as promised, if it weren't for a few dead leaves floating in a single shot, he would just feel that it was empty in front of him. She smiled: "The abbot knows that this tea is surprisingly bitter, but why does he make it?"
The abbot of Jingjie said: "Looking at the princess's expression, Lao Na, isn't this tea just bitter?"
The corners of Qing Chen's lips raised slightly: "The taste of this tea is so delicious."
The abbot of Jingjie expressed his face and said: "This tea is made for those who know its taste, but unfortunately people often feel miserable when they touch their lips. Even after drinking it, they are reluctant. For so many years, the princess is the second to drink it. Those who would like to drink again after this tea."
Qing Chen was curious for a while, and said: "Dare to ask the abbot, who is the first person?"
Respect and ring the abbot Heshi: "People with destiny."
Qing Chen understood, and no longer asked, just said: "The taste of tea, the realms of the world, if all living beings are true, how can there be a Buddha in the world?"
The abbot said: "All beings are Buddhas, and Buddhas are also Buddhas."
Qing Chen said: "There is an entry on the Buddha, and there is a blue sky beyond the clouds."
Master Jingjie said lightly: "The Dharma is boundless."
Qing Chen smiled and raised her head. The horse bun on the back of her neck sank steadily. The silky black hair was silky like ink, and moved with her smile: "I don't talk about Buddha with the abbot. Asking for hardship, I am not a person who recites sutras and chants, and I am going to blaspheme the Buddha."
The abbot of Jingjie looked at the brocade box on the case in front of him, and said: "The princess does good deeds without reciting the Buddhist scriptures, and has helped countless people living in the Buddhist temple. What can I do if I do not recite the scriptures like this?"
At this time Baguio came in from the outside and paid respectfully to Master Jingjie, and whispered in Qing Chen's ear: "Princess, the letter has been handed over to Ziyuan, she said she wants to see you."
Qing Chen nodded, with a quiet gleam in his eyes, and said to Abbot Jingjie: "I am really ashamed for what the abbot said. I am not a compassionate person, and many things depend on the good and evil in my heart. Just as I asked the abbot to dismiss some of the people that day, don’t raise lazy people in the shantang. The abbot might not take it seriously.

"Buddha Amitabha!" The abbot of the respect and precepts declared the Buddha low, "Buddha saves all living beings. How to judge the right and wrong of the so-called survivors?"
Qing Chen smiled: "I can't say it, it's better not to say it." After saying that, he stood up: "Excuse the abbot Qingxiu, I should say goodbye. Next time I come back, I will disturb an abbot's heart tea."
The abbot smiled peacefully and greeted the guests.
Qing Chen stepped into the side hall with few traces at the back of Dufo Temple, Ziyuan was kneeling in front of the Buddha, bowing her eyes, praying prayerfully, and she wore a pale blue silk shirt against her slim figure, delicate and feminine.
Qing Chen didn't alarm her, and walked to her side softly, closing her eyes slightly, the quiet smell of incense lingering around her, quietly. Ziyuan raised his head to look at the tall and solemn Buddha statue, begging with his eyes, and suddenly saw Qing Chen standing beside him, and was startled: "Princess!"
Qing Chen smiled faintly: "Seeing that you are so sincere to the Buddha, you can't bear to call you out. What wish did you make?"
Ziyuan whispered: "I beg the Lord Buddha to bless the princess and His Four Highnesses, peace and joy, and a long life."
Qing Chen said: "You are interested."
There was a little sadness in Ziyuan's smile, her eyes lowered, but he wanted to say nothing. Qing Chen saw it in his eyes, and said, "If you have something to say, don't let it be in your heart."
Ziyuan bit her lip lightly and suddenly knelt down and begged: "Princess, can you... let His Royal Highness Jiu make a living?"
Qing Chen looked at her lightly, did not answer immediately, turned and looked at the Buddha sitting on the golden lotus in the temple. Baoxiang is solemn, smiling with flowers, that expression is a compassion that can see through the world, all living beings are in this smile, passing their eyes like smoke.
She turned around and asked slowly: "Ziyuan, I let you do these things, do you hate me?"
"No!" Ziyuan immediately shook his head, "The princess saved the empress dowager, saved me, and saved the lives of our whole family. Entong recreates. I will only pray for the princess. How can I feel resentment?"
"Even if I want you to harm people?"
Ziyuan raised her eyes and said, "The princess will not harm people."
Qing Chen sighed softly and asked: "How is he treating you?"
Faced with this question, Ziyuan looked confused: "If he wants to be nice to people, he can turn them into people, but he is moody, and in a blink of an eye he becomes another person, even more terrifying than Shura of hell. I have never I don’t know what kind of person he is, but I can see that no one except Princess Ming can see him. Although there are many women in the palace, he is just acting on the scene. He is usually so public in front of people, but I often see him alone in the house, but I think he is very lonely and pitiful."
Qing Chen raised his hand and burned the incense, quietly offering it in front of the Buddha, saying: "Poor people must be hateful. I don't want to tell you what he has done. Knowing too much is not good for you. Some things, since you do If you do, you will have to bear the consequences. What are the causes and what you get? This may be his karma."
Ziyuan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Ziyuan understands."
"would you like?"
Ziyuan nodded in reply.
The dark color in Qing Chen's eyes is like a moonlit night in the autumn lake, and the brilliance is faint: "Zi Yuan, raise your head, are you really willing?"
Ziyuan looked up at Qing Chen, with a little sadness in her eyes, but she couldn't hide her affirmative expression: "I can do anything for the princess. I beg the princess to spare his life, just because I have been watching him these days. Pain, unbearable, after all, he... is my husband after all. But if he is unfavorable to the princess and the Fourth Highness, then he is my enemy."
Qing Chen was not overjoyed by her words, frowned slightly, and said: "I didn't want his life, just because he was better than dead. Go back, if you are willing, just do as I said; If not, I will not blame you."
Ziyuan leaned over and said, "Please rest assured, the princess."
After Ziyuan left, Qing Chen stood alone in front of the Buddha for a while before moving down the mountain.
Before reaching the mountain gate, she inadvertently looked up, but saw a person among the pilgrims passing by.
A person, in a black samurai uniform, has a well-proportioned and slender figure like a sword, but the sword is in the box, and the edge is deep.
Different from the reckless and unrestrained running of horses on Long Street in the past, he walked alone along the bluestone steps, looking strange and quiet.
Qing Chen couldn't help but stopped, and stopped in front of the hall not far away.
Ye Tianming originally watched the ups and downs of the blue sky moving forward slowly above the main hall, and suddenly turned his head feeling.
Qing Chen didn't avoid those eyes this time, as the people came and went, the blue smoke was lingering, she saw him, he also found her.
All sentient beings, floating dust passing their eyes, hustling and bustling, passing by, like silent scenes before the eyes of Samsara.
Can not hear the turmoil and noise, half of the red dust, the cloud of smoke.
A pair of charming and calm eyes, a pair of pure and clear eyes.
The solemn bell sounded from the depths of the green mountains, Ye Tianming seemed to wake up suddenly, and suddenly his eyebrows dangled. The seductive luster shot from the darkness in an instant, bright and dazzling. He walked towards the main hall, passed through the crowd, and arrived in front of Qing Chen almost instantaneously, his dimly bright eyes drooping: "Sister Sis." The tone of voice was slightly long.
With a warm breath almost before her eyes, Qing Chenyu raised her eyelashes lightly, and took a slow step back quietly: "I don't want your Royal Highness to go up the mountain to worship Buddha."
Ye Tianming stared at her: "I didn't expect Sisao to be a person who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha."
Qing Chen smiled: "I can't do eating and reciting the Buddha, but I will go up the mountain and disturb the abbot Master a cup of tea."
Ye Tianming looked at her with his hands on his back and turned his head to look at her: "Master Abbot? He has nothing but bitterness."
Qing Chen remembered the tea drinker mentioned by Master Jingjie just now, and said, "Why does his heart suffer?"
Ye Tianming's eyes narrowed lightly, and the dim light floated: "His heart is bitter."
Qing Chen said: "The heart is good and evil, the heart is sorrowful and joyful, the heart is joyful, the heart is right and wrong, the heart is full of flavors, how can there be only one bitterness?"
Ye Tianming said: "Hundreds of flavors are like one, and his heart is suffering."
Qing Chen said: "Your Royal Highness's tea is too full, and the cup is full of tea. It's hard to get all the flavors, so it has its own bitterness."
The corners of Ye Tianming's lips curled up with a smile that seemed bright and dark: "Looking at all realms, if you are silent, if things are not things, if you are happy and disgusted. Suffering is overflowing, you can see your nature with a clear mind, and you will become a Buddha when you see nature. "
Qing Chen said quietly: "Dawu is speechless."
Ye Tianming said: "Great compassion without tears."
Qing Chen glanced at him intently, and saw that something strange in his expression flashed past like a light plume of water, but people leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "This king only loves this smell. , Always thinking about it."
Qing Chen squinted slightly, and the two were close at hand: "His Royal Highness reads the scriptures and discusses Zen, and I must have heard of it. When there is no delusion, one mind is one Buddha country; when there is delusion, one mind is one hell. The mind is born, so he always stays in hell. The Bodhisattva observes delusions, but does not generate the mind from the mind, so he stays in the Buddha kingdom.
Ye Tianming suddenly raised his head and laughed, with an arrogant expression, causing many people around him to look here: "What about the Buddha country, what about hell? Is this king still afraid of him? I stand!"
Qing Chenfang was about to speak, and suddenly saw him withdraw his gaze from his face and look aside. It turned out that Ziyuan was walking down the steps from the main hall of Dufo Temple. He thought it was after the incense had been burned in the main hall before he went down the mountain.
Ziyuan didn't see the two of them at first, but walked slowly with her head down, and when she got close, she suddenly saw Ye Tianming. She was really surprised and stopped and hurriedly said, "Your Highness!"
Ye Tianming turned around: "Why are you here?"
Ziyuan replied softly: "Seeing that your Highness has been upset these few days, I want to come here to worship the Buddha and ask for auspiciousness, but I don't know that my Highness has actually come."
Ye Tianming looked at her soft and timid appearance, raised his hand and brought her to her side. His words sounded particularly gentle: "I don't know you have this heart. Have you forgotten that you should meet the princess?"
Being held by Ye Tianming, Ziyuan looked up at Qing Chen a little flusteredly, his heart pounding: "Ziyuan...I have seen the princess!"
Suddenly the heating rushed to her face, Ye Tianming Meiliang's compelling eyes fell in front of her, and the bottom of her hand slightly pulled her close, and said: "You are shaking."
There was something in Ziyuan's heart, so she didn't dare to look at him, but said softly: "Your Highness..."
"What are you afraid of?" Ye Tianming continued to ask, with a gloomy expression, "Are you afraid of this king?"
Ziyuan has always known his uncertain temperament, and he calmly replied: "How can Ziyuan be afraid of His Royal Highness, but feel that His Highness's hands are very cold, the mountain is cold and the wind is cold. His Royal Highness should add a piece of clothing when he goes out. How can it work?"
The mountain wind was wafting, it was indeed a bit chilly, and the color of the shady bird in Ye Tianming's eyes slowly converged, without saying anything.
At this time, Qing Chen smiled at him suddenly: "It's been a long time since I saw Ziyuan. If your Royal Highness doesn't mind, let Ziyuan take my boat back to Tiandu, so I can talk all the way."
Ye Tianming heard the words, a smile flickered in his deep eyes, and the perfect face had a fascinating beauty: "Then there is the fourth sister-in-law of Lao, please invite the fourth brother and sister-in-law to come to my house for a banquet. I hope my sister-in-law will appreciate it."
Qing Chen said quietly, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Ziyuan sighed in secret. When Ye Tianming turned and left, Qing Chen had already reached out and shook her hand. Her palms were all in cold sweat: "Princess!"
Qing Chen said: "I have wronged you."
Ziyuan slowly shook his head, looked at Ye Tianming's back, and said, "I am willing to copy the scriptures and chant Buddhas for him in the rest of my life.
The Buddha bell is like chanting, the mountain temple is getting farther away, Qing Chen and Ziyuan walk slowly all the way, stepping out of the mountain gate, the front line of the world of Buddha, she stopped and looked back at the temple's rise. The philanthropists who are praying for mountain climbing step by step, bow their heads and lower themselves, with different expressions. In the Great Buddha Hall, the huge statue of Sakyamuni is still faintly visible, the golden color is solemn and solemn, and the deep eaves of the flying lord is lingering behind the blue smoke.
She smiled and fluttered down the mountain. People said that Buddha saves all living beings, but there are so many reincarnation sufferings in the world. How to ask for Buddha is to ask for yourself. However, the people of the world are always obsessed with stubbornness, seeking farther away, no wonder the Buddha will always look down and smile, never say nothing...