Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Everyone's eyes fell on Fakong.

He was wearing a loose gray monk's robe, which had turned slightly white after washing, but was clean and spotless.

His figure was thin, even a little thin, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

He has an ordinary appearance, neither ugly nor handsome. It is difficult to attract attention in a crowd, but when paired with a gray monk's robe, he looks simple and easy-going, which makes him look very comfortable.

He is calm and composed, making it difficult to tell how old he is. Judging from his skin and facial features, he should be around 20 years old, but judging from his temperament, he seems to be a man of rich experience.

Xu Miaoru sat on the couch and titheed.

Fakong Heshi returned the favor: "I've met the princess."

Xu Miaoru's bright eyes flashed brightly, and she smiled sweetly and said: "Master Buddha is here, and I am greeted from afar."

Fakong said: "The princess calls me by the name of Dharma. I don't dare to be called a master."

He stood quietly, looking at Princess Xu Miaoru calmly, with a calm and calm expression, as if the other person did not exist.

He neither saluted Prince Xin nor looked at the two eldest sons and eldest concubines.

Xin Wang Chuxiang lowered his eyes slightly, showing no emotion or anger.

Chu Yan’s gentle smile makes people feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze.

Chu Jiong looked at Fakong wildly for a few times, curled his lips, and shook his head secretly. He was just a useless person who didn't know martial arts. How could he be a great monk?

The third child is really getting worse and worse.

However, seeing the mother-in-law's eyes shining with interest, she must not show her disdain.

When he thought of this, he immediately stopped his disdainful expression, looked at Fa Kong seriously with a solemn expression.

The two beautiful and dignified young women looked at Fakong curiously, wondering how he could be called an eminent monk.

"Monk Fa Kong, what is Kong?"

"Empty is not different from color, and color is not different from emptiness."

"What is fate?"

"Occurrence, life and death."

"Why is there?"

"There is emptiness, there is persistence."

…

Xu Miaoru asked twelve questions in one breath.

Fa Kong answered one by one, fluently and freely.

"Monk Fakong, you are young, but the Dharma is so profound."

"Buddhism is boundless. A poor monk has just stepped into the path of Buddhism and dare not claim to be profound."

"Monk Fakong, I read the Amitabha Sutra..."

She immediately discussed Buddhism with Fa Kong.

Everyone in King Xin felt drowsy.

From time to time, professional terms popped out of their mouths, which made them confused and confused.

But seeing Xu Miaoru getting more and more excited as she talked, her eyes getting brighter and her cheeks even flushed, and her beauty and dazzling beauty, they didn't dare to interrupt at all, or even speak to interrupt, they could only listen obediently.

King Xin looked at Xu Miaoru quietly. Seeing how happy she was, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his mood became lighter.

Fakong shook his head secretly.

The moment he came in, he had already understood everyone's thoughts.

The two beautiful Huaxin young ladies were simple-minded and just felt sorry for Xu Miaoru.

They do have true feelings for Xu Miaoru. Xu Miaoru usually takes care of them and helps them suppress and control their husbands and prevent them from messing around.

Once the princess is gone, they can no longer control their husbands.

Girls from wealthy families often go to two extremes, either very scheming or very naive.

A family with many legitimate daughters is often scheming and thoughtful.

As the only legitimate daughter in the family, she has no pressure from competition and is regarded as the apple of her eye. She is often more innocent than the daughters of ordinary families.

He judged that these two people were the latter.

He could also see that both Wang Chuxiang and his son did not believe in Buddhism at all, and they even disapproved of him as an eminent monk. It was only because of Princess Xu Miaoru that he did not attack and endured forcefully.

King Xin is indeed a lover, and his whole heart is dedicated to Xu Miaoru.

The two sons also respected Xu Miaoru.

Xu Miaoru seemed to be the top being in Prince Xin's palace, the lord of the palace.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

Three quarters of an hour passed.

…

An hour passed.

Xu Miaoru was in high spirits.

The skin is as rosy as a baby.

Although the sound is not loud, it is clear and powerful, with a hint of magnetism mixed in the crispness, which is extremely pleasant to the ears.

Her beautiful eyes are shining, like gemstones reflected by the sun, which are astonishingly beautiful.

Xin Wang Chuxiang looked at her with a smile on his face.

Chu Yan and Chu Jiong looked at each other from time to time, feeling strange.

Mother and concubine, this does not seem like a return to the past.

No matter how hard it is, it will never last this long.

Did the mother-in-law change from a dying state to this just because she found an eminent monk who could talk freely about Buddhism?

It's not like we didn't find eminent monks in the house before and talked about Buddhism, but it has never been so effective.

This monk Fakong is indeed a bit weird.

Chu Yu knew that Fakong didn't want to show off the power of the Buddha's mantra, so he didn't open his mouth to reveal the reason for Xu Miaoru's recovery, and suppressed his excitement in silence.

"Princess, let's stop here for now." Fakong took the initiative to end the discussion and said gently: "The poor monk will stay in the palace for two more days, there is no rush."

"The monk only stays for two days?"

"There are still things going on in the temple, so I can't stay long."

"Two days is too short."

"..." Fa Kong smiled and said nothing.

"Alas..." Seeing his firm expression, Xu Miaoru knew that he could not force him to stay, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, just two days, wherever the monk lives."

"Mom, Fakong lives in Shuyuyuan."

"That's good." Xu Miaoru smiled sweetly and said, "You can live in the house and listen to high-level talks at any time."

"The poor monk takes his leave."

If the law and emptiness are combined, exit the waterside pavilion.

Xu Miaoru watched him leave, with a smile on her beautiful face.

Prince Xin smiled and said, "Madam."

Xu Miaoru turned around and smiled, "Your Highness, this Master Fakong is a real monk."

"The monks before were not real monks?"

"Those monks..., although they are not bad, they are not as good as Master Fakong after all." Xu Miaoru shook her head: "This Master Fakong has wisdom and is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Oh——?"

Xu Miaoru rolled her eyes at him and said, "The monks invited by Your Highness are old enough and have good martial arts skills, but Buddhism..."

She curled her red lips: "I am embarrassed to point it out."

"Haha!" Prince Xin could no longer hold back his impulse, laughed and hugged her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

"Your Highness——!" She struggled hurriedly, her jade face flushed.

With three children and two wives beside her, she really couldn't wipe her face.

Chu Yan and the other three were used to it. They turned their eyes away without changing their expressions, looking at the window paper-cuts, the curtains, or the books on the table.

Prince Xin vented his ecstasy through several laughs, and reluctantly let go of her.

He was smiling, and he could feel her vividness in his arms. It was not a dream, but real.

"Mother, then we'll leave." Chu Yan smiled.

Xu Miaoru waved her jade hand.

They left the waterside pavilion.

Chu Yan and Chu Jiong's eyes fell on Chu Yu.

No matter how slow they were, they knew that Xu Miaoru's recovery must be related to Chu Yu, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence.

The imperial doctors were powerless to save her, so how could she get better on her own, and get better so quickly?

"Old Third, let's go, let's talk in my courtyard!" Chu Jiong pulled up Chu Yu's sleeve and pulled him to his own Xianju Courtyard.

Chu Jiong's wife Li Jingchun asked the maids to set out fruits and snacks, and stood aside curiously to listen to them talk.

Female relatives are not allowed to see outsiders, but Chu Yu is not an outsider, so he does not have to follow this rule.

Chu Jiong asked directly, what exactly is the ability of this invited monk, and is it his means to make my mother better?

Chu Yu hesitated.

"I see." Chu Jiong slapped his thigh: "It's him, good boy, Xiao San, you have grown up!"

He looked Chu Yu up and down: "You are lucky."

Chu Jiong felt that he could invite him to the mansion if he met him, but he envied Chu Yu's good luck.

Chu Yan asked in a gentle voice: "Old Third, you asked my mother for Buddhist scriptures and relics, is it for this master?"

"Yes, big brother." Chu Yu nodded.

He respected this big brother very much.

But helplessly, in Chu Yan's eyes, he was still a child who had not grown up, and his words were not taken seriously.

He cared about him and took care of him, but he would not respect him.

Chu Jiong laughed and said: "Using those things in exchange for my mother's improvement, this deal is not a loss!"

"Second brother, do less business!" Chu Yan frowned.

Chu Jiong chuckled: "Brother, people in this world are all busy for profit, and there is nothing wrong with me doing business."

"Businessmen will lose their original intentions when they pursue profit, so don't go too far." Chu Yan said: "Besides, my father has never liked you doing these things."

"Just don't let my father find out." Chu Jiong smiled indifferently: "Brother, you have to keep it secret for me!"

He looked at Chu Yu: "Third brother, don't tell on me."

Chu Yu smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, second brother."

"What is the situation with this monk Fakong?"

"Hmm..." Chu Yu hesitated.

"Brother, is there anything we can't say?"

"Fakong really doesn't like to be nosy." Chu Yu said: "I'm afraid that if I say too much, he will be angry."

"...Forget it." Chu Yan interrupted Chu Jiong's question and nodded: "Strange people are bound to do strange things, so let's not talk about it for now."

"Thank you, brother, second brother." Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Third brother, you have done a great job this time." Chu Yan said, "Father is very happy to have saved my mother."

Chu Yu smiled bitterly.

He didn't expect this.

Father and son hated each other since birth. It's not a day's cold, how can it change so easily?

Now he only hopes that his mother can live a hundred years.

"Treat this monk well." Chu Yan said a few words and got up to leave. As the eldest son, he had to worry about the affairs of the mansion and was very busy.

Unlike Chu Jiong, who only had to worry about his own business.

As a young prince, he liked to do business and secretly opened six shops. It was a joke to say it out.

Chu Yan had said it several times, but Chu Jiong just ignored it. As the eldest brother, he couldn't blame him too much.

——

Early morning

On the Jinghu Lake in the back garden of Prince Xin's Mansion.

Guanlan Pavilion

Xu Miaoru wore a dark green Luo shirt, which made her skin look like white jade with a faint glow.

She lowered her head and played the zither in the pavilion.

Her black and shiny hair, like mist and clouds, was tied up high, revealing her graceful neck like a swan.

The sound of the zither was clear and lofty.

The pavilion was surrounded by gauze curtains.

The fine gauze curtains fluttered gently with the lake breeze.

Two maids were beside her, one was plump and graceful, charming and beautiful, and the other was slender and graceful, beautiful and dignified.

Fakong and Chu Yu entered the pavilion lightly.

The two maids bowed.

Chu Yu waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to speak, and waited quietly by the side.

Fakong closed his eyes.

He formed a seal with his hands and moved his lips, casting a rejuvenation spell.

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly.

Feeling something strange, Xu Miaoru pressed the strings with her jade hands, turned to look at Fakong, and smiled: "It was indeed the monk who did it!"

Fakong closed his eyes and continued to chant.

Xu Miaoru also closed her eyes, feeling the strange taste.