Chapter 252 Visiting the nunnery at night, the Bodhisattva is beautiful
The wind moved and the clouds moved, and the water-like moonlight poured down, illuminating the empress in the car.
"Yes." Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, then answered, picked up the hem of his robe and got into it.
As the curtains of the carriage dropped, a round luminous pearl on a delicate little square table placed in the center of the carriage turned from dark to bright.
Illuminating the jade pot and cups on the table, there is a slight smell of alcohol in the air.
"Your Majesty, have you been drinking?" Zhao Duan sat down on his buttocks and frowned slightly.
Naturally, he was not referring to drinking at the celebration banquet.
Xu Zhenguan picked up an empty cup with her jade hands, raised her neck and drank it all in one gulp.
Because her hair is tied up, her white and greasy neck is already "empty" today.
From this angle, Zhao Duan could see the delicate jaw, the undulations of the firm and white neck as he swallowed the drink and slid it into the esophagus.
"Pour the wine." The empress put down the exquisite cup and said softly.
Zhao Duan didn't say a word, but tacitly held the jade pot with both hands and poured wine for her.
The carriage started to drive, but both of them remained silent. The empress drank three glasses in a row. Zhao Duan raised his hand to cover the wine bottle and sighed:
"Your Majesty, drinking too much is harmful to your health."
In the dim light of night pearls, the female emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a golden crown of the same color, stared at him expressionlessly, trying to grab the wine pot.
But Zhao Duan escaped, and he seriously advised:
"Your Majesty, I remember that you said that you used to drink by yourself whenever you were in a happy mood.
I think this food brewed from grain should be joyful. If you are not happy and just want to forget your worries, it will become a way to drink away your sorrows. "
Xu Zhenguan's beautiful eyes were still staring at him emotionlessly.
In the past, when she behaved like this, the palace eunuchs would be frightened and ask for everything.
But Zhao Duan hugged the wine bottle tightly and boldly looked at her with an extremely calm look.
When their eyes met, he could not see the pleasure of eradicating the traitor in the empress's eyes, only deep loneliness.
Xu Zhenguan's lips curled up and he sneered:
"If I were the late emperor, you, a minister who dares to disobey the emperor, will be relegated to the 'Langong Palace' no matter how great your achievements are."
Zhao Duan's eyes did not dodge and he said solemnly: "That's why your Majesty is not the late emperor, so I dare to remonstrate directly."
He has rich experience in trying to figure out the thoughts of female leaders and knows how to show "consideration" at the right time.
Sure enough, Xu Zhenguan's eyes turned soft, and the jade hand hanging in the air, grabbing the wine bottle, slowly fell down.
The plump lips let out a mouthful of fragrant wine, and he leaned back slightly, leaning against the car wall. His eyes became more moist and warm:
"It would be great if there were more ministers like you in the court."
Zhao Duan put down the jade pot and smiled: "Isn't it time for me to fall out of favor?"
It was a humor that was not very funny, but it diluted the dull atmosphere in the carriage just right.
He knew that the reason why the empress acted like this was because she was stimulated by Wang Heng's confession attitude... If Wang Heng denied it in every possible way, even if he kowtowed and cried and shouted that he was wronged...
The empress doesn't have many mood swings, it's nothing more than anger.
Although he held a high position, he was not the only one who brought down similar important officials in the court.
But unfortunately...
"How many people like Wang Heng are there in the court?" Xu Zhenguan suddenly asked softly.
The tone... wasn't really asking for an answer, it was more like feeling, or asking herself.
Zhao Duan was silent for a moment, instinctively feeling that this question was difficult to answer.
On the surface, this question was asking about what kind of worms there were, but in reality, the empress was hesitating as to what attitude she should adopt when facing these traitors who were both hateful and not so hateful.
Of course, Zhao Duan can give a nonsense answer that is wise but meaningless.
Historically, the eunuchs who accompanied the emperor like a tiger had rich experience in responding to such inquiries from the emperor anytime and anywhere.
However, he still said after all:
If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if the people are clear enough, there will be no disciples. Your Majesty should be happy that people like Wang Heng have shown regret, which shows that everyone's heart is towards Your Majesty. , not far away.”
Xu Zhenguan glanced at him in surprise, chewed on the words first, and then said with a half-smile but not a smile:
"That's not what a cunning guy like you would say."
...I am not a naughty person, at least not now... Zhao Duan said righteously:
"Whatever your Majesty wants me to say, I will say it."
Huh... Xu Zhenguan snorted, with a look of disgust on his face, but his mood became much more relaxed and smooth after he made a joke, or in other words, solved it.
"Don't mention this," Xu Zhenguan looked at the trembling car curtains and said softly:
"Do you know where I am going?"
"I am stupid," Zhao Duan said with a naive look on his face, "I have made such a great contribution, does your Majesty want to reward me?"
Xu Zhenguan said angrily: "You know how to take credit. Isn't that what you should do if you have done your job well? Are you asking for a reward from me?"
Zhao Duan just laughed when he was scolded. Xu Zhen looked helpless when she saw him like this.
He gently held his forehead with his fingers, and then said softly:
"This is the direction to Jizhao Temple."
Jizhao Nunnery... the nunnery near Shenlong Temple... the place where Princess Yunyang was banned... Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted:
"Your Majesty is going to visit the eldest princess?"
Speaking of which, a lot of time had passed since he slapped Princess Yunyang and threw her to a nunnery to pray for Buddha.
I almost forgot about this slutty eldest princess...
Xu Zhenguan gave a gentle "en" and said:
"She is my aunt after all, and she deserves a visit after such a long time."
Zhao Duan rolled his eyes and said:
"Why don't you send the eldest princess home." With his current power situation, frankly speaking, he no longer cared about that little thing at the beginning.
Xu Zhenguan didn't look at him and said: "With my aunt's temper, only a few months are far from enough to change her temper. It's good to recite the Buddha's name there."
It felt like sending an elder to an Internet addiction treatment institution... Zhao Duan complained.
I realized that the reason why the empress went to visit was probably because she was stimulated by her uncle Prince Jing...
He did not continue the topic and instead asked curiously:
"I heard that there is a Buddhist Bodhisattva sitting in Jizhao Temple?"
Xu Zhenguan said "grace" and explained casually: "Today's Buddhism...not to mention the Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions, just looking at the lineage of Dayu Shenlong Temple, the one with the strongest Buddhism is the abbot Xuanyin. Below them are three Bodhisattvas who have achieved great perfection in the world.
The one in Jingzhao Temple is Prajna Bodhisattva, and his major is the Three Impotences in Buddhism... The other two are Nagarjuna Bodhisattva and Great Pure Master... This Prajna Bodhisattva is the youngest among the three. of one. "
"How young?" Zhao Duan asked curiously.
"Fifty to two."
...A fifty-two old nun...Zhao Duan was not interested, and he made up the image of Master Jiejie in his mind.
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Jizhao'an is not far from the banquet hall, and he has already arrived as he spoke.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the nunnery, and Zhao Duan followed the empress out of the carriage.
The nunnery in front of me is not that big.
Especially compared with the Shenlong Temple Dojo in the distance, which covers a large area and is brightly lit even in the night, it seems particularly inconspicuous.
There were only two lanterns hanging on the unattractive main entrance.
The eunuch knocked on the door and identified himself.
The nun who came to open the door was shocked. She clasped her hands towards the empress and went to report it.
"There is no need to mobilize troops. I just came to visit Yunyang and will leave later." The empress said with a gentle expression.
The young nun who opened the door was frightened and did not dare to refuse.
He immediately made a gesture of invitation.
The empress left the others waiting outside the door, and only took Zhao Duan into Jizhao Nunnery.
At night, the inside of the nunnery is quite cold, but the scenery is extremely elegant, giving it a sense of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.
"Your Majesty, benefactor Yunyang lives in the guest house in front of you. I will lead you there right now."
The nun was walking on the stone road, surrounded by well-groomed flowers and plants.
Pointing to a lit Zen room in front of him.
Xu Zhenguan looked over and asked softly: "How is she doing these days?"
The plain-looking nun looked embarrassed: "The donor in Yunyang was more noisy at first, throwing things frequently. Prajna Bodhisattva couldn't bear it, so he talked with the donor and things got better.
I just felt that the vegetarian food in the nunnery was not to my taste, so I ate too little of the vegetarian food that was sent there. As for the scriptures, the one I sent in a few months ago has not yet been replaced with a new one. "
Good guy...how did you "talk"?
Is it a physical way? Zhao Duan was amazed, not surprised.
Xu Zhenguan sighed softly and said to Zhao Duan: "I'm going to take a look, but you don't want to go there."
"I know."
Zhao Duan lowered his eyebrows and was a little worried that Yunyang was making rumors about him...but thinking that the empress probably wouldn't believe it, he felt relieved.
After watching the empress and the nun go away together, Zhao Duan was alone in the elegant and quiet courtyard.
I was bored and didn't dare to go far, but the atrium was quite big, like a small garden.
He walked around leisurely just to relieve his boredom.
After walking for a while, my ears suddenly moved and I heard a misty song.
The melody of the song was quite strange. It was not the "elegant music" advocated by Dayu Music Theory, but rather "secular music" with a hint of Sanskrit music.
"Buddhism is a pure place, who is singing at night..."
Zhao Duan's curiosity aroused and he turned to look back.
Guessing that Zhenbao wouldn't be able to come back for a while, he thought for a while and followed the sound through a hanging flower door and a winding corridor, and entered a small courtyard.
After walking around a clump of loquat trees, Zhao Duan paused and couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw a small pond in front of me.
There are decayed lotus flowers in the pond, and the bright moon is reflected in the water, breaking with the ripples.
Beside the pond, a plump and graceful figure suddenly sat.
She was wet all over, wearing loose white clothes, and a pair of round, slender and tight jade legs were exposed in the early autumn night. Her calves were soaked in the pool water, and her bare feet were like lotus.
There was a fruit plate beside her, and in the plate was a pure white jade vase.
While singing to the moon, she held a dark-colored comb and gently combed her wet long hair.
Perhaps sensing someone was watching, the singing stopped abruptly.
The mysterious woman looked sideways, revealing a beautiful face that seemed to be shrouded behind a thousand snow-capped mountains, and a pair of almost transparent eyes.
Between the woman's eyebrows, the Buddhist symbol of the lotus is imprinted in the moonlight, emitting a strange light.
"Oh……"
The woman with an appearance between her twenties and thirties and a plump figure, whose white and voluptuous monk clothes could barely cover her face, smiled sweetly:
"You are Zhao Duan."
Not far away, Zhao Duan was stunned, and a name came to his mind almost subconsciously:
Prajna Bodhisattva!
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