First-class daughter

Chapter 1154
Chapter 1154
"Feng Jue was originally a prince like you and me. Back then, your mother secretly carried him away and took him out of the palace, and a princess came in instead. Feng Jue was lucky to have arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion by accident. If he went to another place, Maybe he will never return to the palace, or maybe he was younger and died when he was born." Feng Yu said.

Feng Ye put down the wine glass in his hand, was silent for a moment, and said, "You are right, my mother owes him something."

"Feng Ye, I still say the same thing: If you don't fight anymore, brother will accompany you; if you still want to fight, brother will also accompany you. Regardless of life or death, brother, I will accompany you to the end. The reason why I told you Feng Jue I just hope that when you do things in the future, you will be more magnanimous, and you will not regret it in the future. In this world, there may be everything, but there is no medicine for regret. I don't want you to regret it for the rest of your life in the future." Feng Yu held it with one hand. Feng Ye's shoulder, said solemnly.

Feng Yu has never asked about court affairs, because he knew that there was no hope for him to fight for the throne in this life, so he simply let go of his power, became an idle person, stayed away from fighting, traveled mountains and rivers, and became a useless person in the eyes of his father. A non-threatening person in the eyes of brothers.

Feng Ye nodded, raised his hand and patted Feng Yu's hand on his shoulder, and said, "I understand your intentions, I will think about it carefully."

"Drink." Feng Yu raised her head and drank a glass of wine like Du Zhong.

"Don't drink!" Feng Ye put down his wine glass, stood up and said with a fragrant smell of alcohol.

"Where are you going?" Feng Yu asked hastily.

"Jiuhua Temple." Feng Ye walked out without looking back.

go again?

Feng Yu quickly dropped the cup, followed quickly, and said, "Hey, hey, what are you doing looking for those bald donkeys again, I finally came back, you should stay with me well."

However, Feng Ye didn't wait for him, got into the carriage outside and left.

Feng Yu was left standing there, complaining, "You walked so fast, I haven't had enough of this wine yet."

"Your Highness Sixth, His Highness Eighth Highness has explained that no matter how much you drink or how long you drink, the slaves will watch over and accompany you." At this time, the housekeeper stepped forward and said.

Feng Yu frowned and asked, "Housekeeper, is your Royal Highness going to Jiuhua Temple with the police?"

"I will go there in my spare time, and the abbot Jiufang made an exception to accept His Highness the Eighth Highness as a lay disciple."

"Huh? A lay disciple? When did it happen?" Feng Yu was greatly surprised.

"Just a few days ago." The butler replied dutifully.

"..." Feng Yu frowned even tighter, chased after her, and said, "Feng Ye's Feng Ye, Fireworks and Willow Alley, restaurants and teahouses, are places for entertainment, and you just ran to that temple, it's really hard Kill me too."

Inside Jiuhua Temple.

Abbot Jiufang had been waiting for a long time, when he saw Feng Ye, he stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said, "Your Highness, you are really punctual."

Feng Ye returned the courtesy of a layman, and said, "Master, I am the eighth prince outside, and here I am only a disciple of the master's layman. I must be punctual and responsible, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and worship Buddha sincerely."

Abbot Jiufang nodded in relief, and said, "His Royal Highness is a dedicated person, please."

"Please."

Under the guidance of the little master, Feng Ye entered the meditation room, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands together.

The sandalwood is lingering, and everything in the world seems to be quietly far away.

Panting, Feng Yu chased after Jiuhua Temple, but was stopped by the little master at the entrance of the temple.

"My lord, this lord is His Majesty's Sixth Highness, how dare you stop me, quickly let me in." Feng Yu said out of breath.

"Your Highness the Sixth Highness, His Highness the Eighth Highness ordered him to say that if His Highness the Sixth Highness chases after him, he will not be allowed to enter, and let you..." The little master pointed to the steps beside him and said, "Sit here and wait."

"You! I am the prince, you let me sit on the ground? How decent is it?" Feng Yu glanced at the place the little master pointed to, it was just a step.

"Amitabha, this is the order of the Eighth Highness, please don't embarrass the poor monk." The little master clasped his hands together, nodded, and said.

"You, you only have the Eighth Highness in your eyes, but you don't have my Sixth Highness, so you are not afraid that this king will burn this place if you get angry?" Feng Yu said with a look of anger on his handsome face.

"Amitabha, His Highness Sixth, calm down." At this time, the figure of Abbot Nine appeared at the gate of the temple.

Feng Yu said as if meeting an enemy, "Jiu Fang, this king asked you, but you tricked my younger brother to come to this temple all day long?"

"Your Highness calm down, please come in." Abbot Nine put his hands together and said.

Feng Yu gathered herself together, flicked her robe, put her hands behind her back, and walked in.

"His Sixth Highness, Eighth Highness is reciting scriptures and meditating in the meditation room. According to the past time, it will take at least three hours." Abbot Nine said.

Feng Yu's face was slightly cold, she looked at the abbot, and said in a deep voice, "Jiufang, do you know that if you abduct the prince to become a monk, it is a serious crime, not only can you lose your bald donkey head, even this Jiufang Temple will be punished Burn it down, there are so many little masters in this monastery, when the time comes, you will be severely punished."

There was a cold look on his usual indifferent face, and his tone was full of warning.

"Amitabha, everyone's fate with the Buddha has a depth, which cannot be determined by the nine directions. If His Royal Highness does not have a Buddha fate, he will chant sutras here every day. Once he walks out of this temple, he will return to the world of mortals. If His Royal Highness If there is a connection with the Buddha, then it depends on the meaning of the Buddha, and I have no way to encourage or prevent His Highness the Eighth Prince from doing anything." Abbot Jiufang replied calmly.

Feng Yu frowned slightly, and asked, "From your point of view, is my brother related to this Buddha or not?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that he sees through but does not tell through." Abbot Jiu Fang lowered his head and said.

"..." Feng Yu suddenly felt disappointed, and said, "Then I will wait here for Feng Ye, you don't have to pay attention to me, just go about your business."

"Then... Sixth Highness, please go ahead." Abbot Nine nodded slightly, turned and left.

Feng Yu stood under a bodhi tree, looking far away, the Jiuhua Temple was hidden among lush greenery, the top of the mountain was shrouded in mist, and the sound of wooden fishes made it an excellent escape from the world.

He looked up at the bodhi tree and murmured:

"Bodhi doesn't have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. The Buddha's nature is always pure, where is the dust!

The heart is the bodhi tree, and the body is the mirror stand.The bright mirror is clean, where is the dust!

No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.Originally there is nothing, where is the dust! "

While thinking about it, his heart suddenly shivered violently, then he shook his head vigorously, and said, "Don't think wildly, don't think wildly."

At this moment.

Feng Ye was sitting cross-legged in the meditation room with his eyes closed, clasped his hands, and muttered something, with a calm expression on his face.

He heard that stillborn children would often become lonely ghosts with nowhere to go.

In order to save himself, he cruelly killed his own child, so he came to the temple to chant sutras, to save that poor child.

(End of this chapter)