imperial psychologist

Chapter 218 Hui Shi's Gift

Several people ran in quickly along the path under the wall.

The majestic chanting sound from the Daxiong Hall, accompanied by the Zen bell ringing from time to time, enveloped the entire Donglin Temple in a compassionate and peaceful atmosphere.

"Should we just leave him outside?" Zhang Jingzhen asked in a low voice, "Old monk Xuyun will keep Fengyu out."

Zeng Jiuyan smiled, "Hey, look at the way he enjoys it... he can make fun of so many people outside, it doesn't matter to him whether he can get in or not—"

Before the words were finished, several people heard footsteps not far away at the same time, and the three of them dodged tacitly, hiding behind a few big trees near the path.

There were only two or three people who came, and a few of them walked steadily, and the sound of metal clashing came from their waists.The sound was very much like the collision between the saber and the armor, and the prince couldn't help pricking up his ears when he heard it.

"Master Huihong, let's go here, there is no need to send it away." A young voice said, "Today you went down the mountain to pick me up and waited for the entry. Go ahead."

As soon as these words came out, Shi Zi frowned, feeling as if he had heard this person's voice somewhere.

"That's right, master don't give it away." The rest of the people echoed.

"Then... please send my regards to General Shen on behalf of the old monk." Hui Hong clasped his hands together and said to the young general in front of him, "I heard that General Shen has been ill since he returned from the northern border. I wonder if he has improved in the near future?"

Hearing the words "General Shen", the prince suddenly realized that these people should be his riding and archery masters, the subordinates of the old general Shen Ji Chuan Shen.

"To tell the truth, Master Huihong, Your Majesty visited Zhang Shenxian from Xianling Garden earlier, and Zhang Shenxian said that there was something evil at work." When the young general mentioned this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, "But Our general hates this kind of witchcraft words the most, not only tore up the alchemy prescriptions prescribed by Zhang Shenxian on the spot, but also threw Zhang Shenxian, including people and magic weapons, out of the general's mansion, which made Long Yan furious. Sleeping worse at night."

The man sighed softly, "If Master Hui Shi is still here, our general will at least have a friend who can talk..."

"Amitabha." Hui Hong sighed softly, "Junior Brother Hui Shi and Old General Shen are really close friends who are rare in the world. Now that Hui Shi has passed away, I beg Old General Shen to be sympathetic and obedient, and don't kill the gods and hurt the body because of this." good."

The young general clenched the sword at his waist, and his face was a bit sad, "If it wasn't for the general's strange illness...he would definitely go up the mountain to send off Master Huishi himself, but now we can only A few helpers. We will bring these words of the master to General Shen after we go back, I hope the old general can listen to it."

"That's right." Hui Hong suddenly remembered something, took out something wrapped in a white handkerchief from his sleeve, and handed it to the young general with both hands, "This is the green sandalwood Buddha bead that Junior Brother Hui Shi has always been with..."

Several generals were suspicious for a moment, waved their hands again and again and said, "If Master Huishi was with him before he was alive, he should go with him after death. How can we—"

"The benefactors misunderstood," Hui Hong shook his head and said, "This Buddhist bead was specially given to me by Junior Brother Hui Shi a few days ago, and asked me to pass it on to Old General Shen. If there is really something evil in the general's mansion, maybe it can also block it." block."

Hearing this, the leading young general took over the bead chain with both hands. There were thirteen wooden beads strung on it. The young general raised his head, somewhat puzzled, "... ...Since Master Hui Shi had prepared this prayer bead long ago, why didn't he give it to our general himself?"

Hui Hong sighed softly, "Everything is based on the word fate. Before the fate arrives, you can't force it. It's like His Majesty asked Zhang Shenxian to get rid of evil spirits for the general, but the general threw him out of the door. Brother Hui Shi originally told me that he Traveling all over the world, I can't stay in the temple all the time. If General Shen came to ask about the solution to his illness, I could give him this string of Buddhist beads... But now, the Si people have gone, and the general will take the beads and leave them behind. Think about it."

It was only then that the young generals suddenly realized that when they looked at the beads again, they felt a little complicated.

That's right, if Master Hui Shi really came to the door with this Buddhist bead, saying that he wanted to exorcise old general Shen - he would probably be held by the collar by the old general and thrown out of the house on the spot.

It's no wonder that Old General Shen has an aloof personality, but he alone referred to this wandering monk as a confidant... They really understand each other's temperament.

"Thank you, Master Huihong." Several people bowed respectfully to Huihong, and then left with big strides.

Hui Hong stood where he was, until the backs of these young people completely disappeared at the end of the road, then he sighed softly, turned his head and left.

When the path outside became calm again, Shizi and the others quietly came out from behind the tree.

"I really didn't expect Donglin Temple to suffer such a disaster." The prince looked at the half-blackened main hall, and sighed for a moment, "I think my mother and concubine Yueyue came here to pray for my father and me, and light the longevity lamp, hoping to seek the protection of the Buddha. ...But the Buddha can't even protect his disciples."

"What are you thinking about?" Zeng Jiuyan flipped his wrist, and hit Shizi on the shoulder with a folding fan, "This Donglin Temple is almost becoming the largest golden cave in Pingjing, what kind of Buddhist protection do you expect here? I see that in the whole temple, only Hui Shi and the rest of the wandering monks are still considered figures, and the others—including Hui Hong just now, there are many gambling houses in the city where he is behind the scenes."

Zhang Jingzhen on the side was speechless, "Is there such a thing?"

"There are three schools and nine streams in this capital, what can I hide from my eyes." Zeng Jiuyan put his arms in his arms, with a bit of a malicious smile, "In short, keep your eyes bright, don't be fooled by these people in disguise. The skinny old bald donkey got tricked."

"Where are we going next?" the prince asked.

"Generally, when guests of the imperial concubine level come, they go to the West Guest House to entertain them." Zeng Jiuyan said, "But now that the West Guest House is burned, they should go to the tea room, this way."

Zeng Jiuyan walked ahead with ease.

"Jiuyan, you are very familiar with Donglin Temple," Zhang Jingzhen sighed, "Come here often?"

"That's right." Zeng Jiuyan laughed softly, "It's almost like being in my own backyard here. After all, when I was young, I followed my father to give money every day. I know how many bricks are on the ground and how many tiles are on the beams here."

Zeng Jiuyan told a lot of anecdotes about the temple, Zhang Jingzhen, an obedient young man who had always sat quietly in the study, was dumbfounded, while Chen Yicong kept responding, but his face didn't change much.

He vaguely remembered the location of the tea room, although he was not as familiar with every plant and tree here as Zeng Jiuyan, but his mother and concubine had brought him here when he was a child.

I will probably see Berlin in a while.

If he appeared with Zeng Jiuyan and the others, he would not be able to hide his identity as Prince Gong's son... However, it shouldn't be too abrupt to reveal his identity now.

The closer he got, Shi Zi felt his heart beat faster, as if when the water was about to boil, countless fine and small bubbles collided against the wall of his heart.

"What a coincidence, you're here too."

Let's just say that when the time comes.

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