Emperor Sui Yang

Chapter 73
Surprisingly, Yang Ming and the others met an acquaintance, to be precise, a relative in Master Lingzang's meditation room.

The eldest princess Yang Lihua.

When Yang Lihua saw the three boys in her second child's family, her original amiable look suddenly became clouded, especially when she saw Yang Ming.

"What are you three doing here?" Yang Lihua frowned.

Yang Zhao said neither humble nor defiant: "My nephews came to visit Master Lingzang, but I didn't expect my aunt to be here."

"Everything is fine, master, you go back," Yang Lihua said in a cold tone.

Haha, did you take gunpowder?Why are you talking so aggressively today?
Seeing that Yang Zhao didn't intend to leave at all, Yang Ming simply found a futon to sit down on, and said with a playful smile, "My nephews are here to listen to Master Lingzang's Dharma teaching. Auntie, please don't drive us away."

Yang Lihua closed her eyes and turned to Yang Zhao. After the latter bowed deeply to her, he simply sat down too.

Yang Hao was the only one left, standing at the door in a daze, neither sitting nor standing, was too awkward to die.

Perhaps it was because Yang Lihua felt ashamed, she just glanced at Yang Hao, then hurriedly turned her eyes away,
"Forget it, Li Hua will come back another day, the three brats are bothering the master, please bear with me."

"No, no," Master Lingzang clasped his palms together and smiled, "The three Your Highnesses are all wise people, and they have a destiny with my Buddha, so why bother?"

Yang Lihua nodded, glared at Yang Ming feigned anger, and left.

At this time, Yang Ming had the time to carefully look at the No. 1 Buddhist sect of the Sui Dynasty in front of him.

He was dark and thin, his face was covered with wrinkles due to his age, and although his head was bald, it was not as smooth as a young monk's, but looked like a potato, dingy and uneven.

But the other party's eyes are really too gentle.

Those eyes will make people forget his unsatisfactory appearance, and make people think that he is a completely trustworthy elder.

A pair of eyes saves a person.

Every time Yang Ming looked at him, he felt that when the other looked at him, it seemed that he was looking at his grandson, which was extremely kind.

This is definitely a monk!

Next, when it was time for Yang Zhao to perform, he chatted with Master Lingzang, talking about some Buddhist terms that Yang Ming and Yang Hao couldn't understand at all,

It seemed that one of the two was asking for advice, and the other was supposed to be clearing up doubts, because Yang Zhao always showed an enlightened look.

Yang Ming really didn't understand, but he still stared wide-eyed, with a suddenly realized expression on his face, his thoughts had already gone to the sky.

After a long time, Yang Zhao clasped his hands together towards Lingzang full of harvest.

But Master Lingzang turned his gaze to Yang Ming, and said with a smile: "I just saw this little Highness, and I seem to have a sense of it just now?"

Misunderstanding, this is really not true, I was just wondering if Fang Xuanling would scold me in his heart when he drank rice wine mixed with water.

Yang Ming shook his head with a look of "doubt", and said blindly: "The disciple seems to have grasped something, and it seems to be watching it flow away from his fingers, making it difficult to grasp."

Lingzang was taken aback for a moment, then fell into long-term thinking,
After a while, Lingzang said slowly:
"In the tenth year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign, the Supreme Master summoned Master Fazang (Dharma Gupta) from Tianzhu to Daxingshan Temple to translate the scriptures and spread the Dharma. In a few years, he translated nine scriptures and 46 volumes. In fact, before Master Fazang came here, the poor monk often recited " When reading Buddhist scriptures such as Wuwu Bodhisattva Sutra, Fajidara Sutra, and Vajra Prajna Sutra, the feeling was the same as that of His Royal Highness just now. Outside, but still unable to take that finishing touch.”

Yang Zhao hurriedly said, "After master Fazang translated the scriptures, the master read the scriptures again, is everything clear?"

"That's right," Lingzang said with a sad face, "That's why the poor monk felt that the poor monk's own lack of Dharma should make this little highness confused when he was listening, and it was difficult for him to enter the door. Sins and sins, the poor monk should reflect on himself."

Are you introspective?Yang Ming was speechless.

The scriptures are in ancient Indian language, and you can understand a thing or two before translation, which is already quite remarkable.

The Chinese language is profound and profound. Master Fazang is an Indian. There will inevitably be many problems when translating it. Isn’t it normal that I can’t understand?

Therefore, Yang Ming said in a superficially pretentious tone: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

He only knows this sentence, and he doesn't know whether this sentence is appropriate in the current situation.

Because he didn't even know what the hell it meant.

But an accident still happened, and now it was Lingzang's turn to be enlightened.
Outside the mountain gate, Yang Zhao hugged Yang Ming's shoulder and said with a smile:

"The two sentences that the third brother just said are from the last chapter of the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra". They are the essence of the whole scriptures. Master Lingzang's Dharma is profound, so he should be relieved."

It's good to be relieved, it's good to be relieved, it's not a crime if you can't teach me?Why be so stubborn.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile: "It's still the eldest brother who is so powerful that he can talk about Buddhism with Master Lingzang."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm just an ordinary disciple," Yang Zhao laughed, "Come on, didn't Yang Jun ask us to meet at night? Let's go to the city and wait for him."

The three brothers boarded the carriage and drove away.

Yang Lihua, who had been staying in a meditation room in the temple and did not leave, after learning that Yang Ming and the others had left, called the little novice again to pass on the message.
Unfortunately, after the little novice came back, he replied: "The abbot has closed the door, practicing Buddhism lately, and won't see any guests recently."

Yang Lihua was stunned, and her keen intuition told her that something must have happened to Lingzang and Yang Zhao in the meditation room just now, otherwise it would be impossible for Lingzang to refuse to see her.

Submarine?Is it just short of effort?

Yang Lihua refused to give up, and repeatedly asked the little novice to pass it on, but the answer was the same every time.

She had no choice but to leave.

Last time in Yong'an Palace, after a big fight with her mother Dugu Jialuo, Yang Lihua knew that she could not change her mother's mind, so she came up with the idea to ask Master Lingzang to say a few words for Prince Yang Yong.

Master Lingzang is the leader of the Buddhist sect with a transcendent status. His words carry great weight with his parents.

Unexpectedly, the conversation was only halfway through when it was interrupted by Yang Zhao and the other three daredevils who came in.

In the end, this interruption made her unable to even see Lingzang's face. What's going on?

Yang Lihua thought to herself: Yang Zhao has a clear mind, although he has schemes, his actions are bright, Yang Hao is passionate and romantic, his brain can't be used in the right way, but he can't do any complicated things.

Could it be Yang Ming again?

If this kid can get along with Yang Yue, he must be a bad guy.

But Yang Lihua thought about it, no matter how smart Yang Ming was, he couldn't guess the purpose of his trip, so naturally he couldn't destroy it.

So what is the reason?

After thinking for a long time, Yang Lihua frowned suddenly.

Is it just because Amo's three sons still know to come to visit Lingzang, but those sons of Sudava disappeared after offering incense?

After thinking about it, Yang Lihua felt that there was only one possibility.

This made her feel deeply helpless.
It's fine if you don't have a concubine, these concubines are also a bunch of idiots.

(End of this chapter)