Chapter 79 dream a piece of cloud water Zen heart

When the first ray of sunlight came in, I was so dazed that I couldn't open my eyes, and the person next to my pillow didn't know when to leave.Chunyi has always been a diligent and good emperor, no matter how much he favors me, he will go to him on time every morning, and he will not linger for a while.So, I don't have that much ability to say that a beauty is a disaster for the country. Wake up with clothes on, tired and lazy, remembering that there was no dream last night, is it possible that after experiencing these tiring things, I am invulnerable to all poisons?Still need a kind of real release like what Chunyi said, the release of the body, so that the soul will also be beautiful and light.

With long hair up to my waist, I looked at myself in the mirror, with elegant eyebrows, fair skin, and beautiful features. If you say it is alluring, it is really not enough, if you say it is amazing, it is not so good.If you say it is peerless, it is too much, if you say it is plain, it is a bit far-fetched.I don't even know how to look at myself.The pair of water-like eyes are clean and clear, but misty and hazy, and there is a kind of arrogance and nobility hidden under the chaste and quiet appearance.These temperaments and strengths of character are all innate, and my cooling down is due to the experience of life, and I am more indifferent to human affairs and world affairs.

The calm after the hustle and bustle is always so overwhelming. When the story of the smoke screen has become the past, I don't know how to start a new story.In fact, the smoke screen is not the end of this story, but only deepened my impression of this incident. Without her death, no matter how poignant the story is, it is just a process for me.Her death made this story eternal, a kind of gorgeous and desolate eternity. Thinking of the scriptures I brought back from Cuimei Temple yesterday, I should send them to Xie Ronghua, but she always comes to Yueyang Palace, I almost never go to her Lingque Palace.My heart is tired and I always lack too much enthusiasm.

Called Qiu Xi and said: "You let Mei Xin go to Lingque Palace and invite Xie Ronghua to Yueyang Palace." Hong Jian combed my hair, looked at me in the mirror, and said with a smile: "Miss, I actually like your girlish attire very much. The attire in the palace is always more orthodox than that outside the palace. I always miss the old clothes outside the palace." random." I lowered my eyebrows and smiled, my mind was like these few strands of blue hair, I looked at her in the mirror: "Hong Jian, do you remember combing my hair when I was young? You always pulled one or two strands of my hair and hurt me. "

Hong Jian smiled and said, "I remember, but you don't tell me every time it hurts." I smiled: "If I said, you have to be more careful, that would be counterproductive. I have known since I was a child that many injuries need to be hidden, and the daily pain makes my memory deeper." Hong Jian tied up my hair in a bun, pinned the white jasmine on the left side, and inserted a simple emerald jade hairpin obliquely on the right. I have always felt that white and emerald are a clean match. Dressed in white, plain and graceful, as long as I don't go out of the palace, I wear plain clothes, and the palace clothes make me feel very burdened.

Just after breakfast, Xie Ronghua has already arrived, looking at me with a smile on his face: "My sister is really like a fairy today, she is so outstanding, not to mention a man, even a daughter will be moved by seeing it. " I smiled and said, "My sister is here to tease me again." Looking at her from here, she is in a light blue shirt, curling and graceful, and a bunch of white jasmine is also wrapped in her hair, which is fragrant and fragrant.Can't help but praise: "Cui clothes, snowy makeup, only my younger sister can be worthy of Jasmine's elegant fragrance."

Holding her hand, she sat down and said, "Sister, yesterday I went to the Buddha, talked to the Buddha, and told the Buddha that my kneeling was entrusted by a friend, and I lit that stick of incense for you." With yearning in her eyes, she replied, "Sister, please remember my words." "Of course I remember it." I turned around and ordered Hongjian to fetch yesterday's scriptures. The scriptures were wrapped in the unique light yellow canvas of the temple, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood, which made the heart clean and unconventional. Gently opened, the first blue book page bound "Yunshui Zen Heart" was exposed, Xie Ronghua's eyes lit up: "The title of the book is so light and ethereal, as if it is a Sanskrit song."

I touched those words: "It would be great if I could write a poem for these words, and then compose it into a song. It's just that I don't have enough mood to reach this ethereal state." Xie Ronghua looked at me with a concentrated smile: "Sister, you will definitely be able to, I will wait." I took one of the five books and gave her: "This is for you, one for myself, and the other for Sister Xue. The teacher told me that the scriptures are given to people in the world who are destined to form good karma. Don't beg for it." Xie Ronghua looked at me with envious eyes: "My sister is so happy, I can talk to my teacher many times, when I can go to Cuimei Nunnery to stay for a few days, kneel on the futon and talk to Buddha, eat vegetarian food, read scriptures, Look at the moon in that crooked Buddhist temple."

I smiled: "Sister, there is a predestined person in Buddha's life. My sister will definitely be able to form a good relationship. How could this opportunity not exist?" "That's right, it's a good state of mind if you don't ask for it. I'm not as good as my sister. I can understand that there is always a gap between people. In this life, I can't compare with my sister, but I don't want to compare, because my sister is unique. My sister doesn't care. Don't compare with anyone." Xie Ronghua used the word "disdain", which made me feel that she really understands me. These two words are cold in arrogance, and arrogant in cold. In fact, I really disdain to be with anyone. Compared with others, my disdain is not because of pride, but because of inadvertence. I have no intention to care about these.

Changing the subject, looking at the scriptures, he asked, "I don't know how Sister Xue is, I didn't go to see her, let her meditate for a few days, and then give her the scriptures, she will like it." Xie Ronghua nodded: "Yes, in the past two days, the palace has been strictly guarded and extremely peaceful. It seems that there is no trace of anger, and it is inconvenient for me to walk around. I am still close to you. I just want to be with my sister when I have nothing to do. Good day, too." I thought of the white jade lotus flower given to me by Master Miaochen yesterday. She told me that if I meet someone who is destined, I can give it as a gift. I think Xie Ronghua is a simple and clean woman. She doesn't need extraordinary wisdom, she only needs simplicity and peace .But I don't want to leave too many items in my life, the less I keep, the less my care and karma will be.That way, I can walk more easily.I believe the same is true of Master Miaochen. She gave it to me to liberate myself and let me be more Zen.And I gave it to Xie Ronghua to liberate myself and let her have a deeper relationship with the Buddha.

I called out: "Hong Jian, fetch me the small red brocade box that my teacher gave me yesterday." When the red note was handed to me, I gently opened it, and the white lotus was quietly packed in the box. No matter how many years it has passed, she is still pure white, and more moist and clear. "What an elegant and unconventional white lotus." Xie Ronghua said pleasantly, she looked at the white lotus, showing a different kind of emotion, I know she likes it, such a stunner, everyone is happy to see it. But he still asked: "Your sister, do you like it? This is a gift from my master, and it is also a token passed down to her by her master." Xie Ronghua praised: "Sister is really loved by others, and the teacher gave it to you, which shows how important you are in her heart. This fate is enviable." I smiled and handed the brocade box to her: "Sister, I will give it to you as a gift." She was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly postponed, saying repeatedly: "No, no, sister, this is a gift from the teacher, it is her friendship for you, how can I accept it." "But the teacher also said that if I meet someone with a predestined relationship, I can give it as a gift. My sister has a predestined relationship with me, and a predestined relationship with Buddha, and my sister is kind and sincere, and her heart is as clear as water. Only you are worthy of this white lotus." Xie Ronghua still postponed: "Sister, I am not as good as you said, and the one who is as clear as water is my sister, only you are worthy of it." I smiled: "Maybe I am worthy, but you are more worthy than me. What's more, I have lost my heart and don't want to keep anything. I just want to drift away alone. Sister, let me be free and easy, okay?" " Xie Ronghua seemed to understand the deep meaning of my words, and said calmly: "Okay, I will accept it and treasure it, but I know that I will never meet a destined person again, because my sister is the only destined person in my life." I rejoiced: "Everything is according to fate, my sister just needs to collect it. I always feel that every woman needs a beloved thing that is completely her own, something meaningful and worthy of nostalgia." After finishing speaking, I looked at the jade in my hand. Bracelet, this is the accessory I will wear all my life, with it, how can I ask for more? She held the brocade box, with a devout expression on her face: "I will cherish the keepsake of the Buddha family, the fate with the Buddha, and the fate with my sister. Don't ask for it, come and go with your heart." I praised: "Don't ask or give up, come and go according to your heart. Sister, if you want to do this, no one can hurt anyone." Xie Ronghua sighed: "After a turmoil, there seems to be something dormant in this calmness. Is it a kind of forbearable desire, or is it the beginning of another turmoil?" I looked out the window, there was a slight breeze, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus faintly permeated into the warm pavilion, creating a sense of tranquility and peace.So he smiled lightly: "Sister, in fact, there is nothing going on in the world. These people have to disturb the peaceful world. Otherwise, how can there be passion in life, and how can such a profound stroke be recorded in history. If everyone yearns for peace, Aging gracefully and peacefully in the colorful world, what else can be left to future generations?" Xie Ronghua nodded and sighed: "Sister is right, some people don't want to live forever, they would rather be infamous for thousands of years, just hope that such a profound stroke will be recorded in history, and don't care about the weight of this stroke, whether it is brilliant or bleak, don't care about it." Caring about the color black or white." I laughed and said: "Fame and fortune are in the heart, even if you get it in exchange, what do you get? Maybe these people should always accompany the Buddha, read more scriptures, be less persistent, and be more peaceful, so that they can go further in life. " Xie Ronghua picked up the scriptures, flipped through them casually, and said quietly: "Sister, I will be more peaceful in the days to come." "It's good to be peaceful, live peacefully, and be happy peacefully." I said lightly, because I think that peace is a luxury for anyone, especially for women in the harem. She glanced out the window, the sun was shining, and said: "I have been out for a few hours, and every time I come here, my sister doesn't want to go back. This kind of peace of mind makes people nostalgic." I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "Time is rushing, and it always flows away in casual words, sometimes quietly in meditation, between fingertips, and in eyes. We lose more and more, and gain more and more." Less and less. There is only one thing that is increasing day by day, that is, the plain desolation, and the desolation in the plain, because of the passing of the years and the replacement of the annual rings." Xie Ronghua was contemplating, and suddenly turned to me: "By the way, sister, I forgot to tell you that in this assassination, Prince Ling was seriously injured, but I heard yesterday that he has passed the critical period, and he will recover after resting for a while." I trembled in my heart, with a calm expression, and nodded lightly: "It's fine as long as we have passed the dangerous period." As soon as the words fell, I thought in my heart why Chun Yi didn't mention his injury at all, why no one told me that he was seriously injured . "Sister..." Xie Ronghua called out. I looked back at her: "Yes." She seemed to feel something, and said softly: "Sister, if I hear any news, I will come and tell my sister. Although my place is not lively, I have been in the palace for a long time and know more people than you. Naturally, there are many too. This matter was informed by He Muhan, who has been to Prince Ling's residence." I nodded: "Okay, sister Lao. You are familiar with Imperial Physician He, and he knows this matter clearly." She stood up and said goodbye: "Then sister, I will go back to Lingque Palace first, and come to see you some other day." I also stood up and said goodbye: "Okay, my sister will come here often when she is free, and I will wait for you at Yueyang Palace." She nodded: "I will." Send her out of Yueyang Palace, turn around and stop in the front yard, the sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard seems to have bloomed a lot overnight, they are all early osmanthus, the yellow stamens are full of the branches, and the fragrance is overflowing. I thought of Chunzhen, at this time he was recuperating in the palace, would he want my company when he was seriously ill.I thought of Chu Yu, when he was wandering in the rivers and lakes, with nowhere to go, did he hope that I could follow him around.And Chunyi, he has Jiangshan and me, he has gained so much, what will he lose? Yueyang Palace, Yueyang Palace, how much loneliness do you want to keep in me, how much love do you want to lock me up? Go back and find a short period of tranquility in the artistic conception of Yunshui Zen, just a short period is enough.