Chapter 1150

"Feng Jue was originally a prince like you and me. Your mother secretly took him away and took him out of the palace. A princess came in. Feng Jue was lucky to arrive at the prime minister's residence. If he went elsewhere, he might never come back to the palace, or maybe he was born a little younger

He died when he died. " Feng Yu said.

Feng Ye put down his wine glass, remained silent for a moment and said, "you're right. My mother owes him."“ Feng Ye, I still say this: if you don't fight, my brother will accompany you; If you still want to fight, my brother will accompany you. Whether you live or die, brother, I will accompany you to the end. The reason why I tell you Feng Jue is that I just hope you will be more magnanimous when you do things in the future and won't regret it in the future. In this world, maybe

I have everything, but I don't have this regret medicine alone. I don't want you to regret it all your life in the future. " Feng Yu holds Feng Ye's shoulder in one hand and solemnly says.

Fengyu has never asked about the affairs of the DPRK, because he knows that there is no hope of competing for the throne in this life, so he simply releases his power, becomes an idle person, stays away from fighting, travels around, becomes a useless person in the eyes of his father and a non threatening person in the eyes of his brothers.

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

"Drink." Feng Yu looks up and drinks a glass of wine like Du Zhong.

"No more!" But Feng Ye puts down his glass, stands up with a faint smell of wine, and says.

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

"Jiuhua temple." Feng Ye goes out without looking back.

Again?

Fengyu hurriedly dropped the cup, quickly followed up and said, "Hey, hey, what are you doing looking for those bald donkeys again? I finally came back. You should accompany me well."

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

Leaving Fengyu standing in place, he complained, "it's so fast. I haven't had enough of this wine."

"Your Highness six and your highness eight have explained that no matter how much you drink or how long you drink, you should keep and accompany." Then the housekeeper came up and said.

Feng Yu frowned and asked, "housekeeper, does your Highness's police go to Jiuhua temple?"

"I will go in my spare time. The abbot of Jiufang made an exception and accepted his highness Ba as a secular disciple."

"Ah? Laity disciple? When did it happen? " Feng Yu was surprised.

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

"..." Feng Yu frowned more tightly, caught up and said, "Feng Ye's Feng Ye, fireworks willow lane, restaurants and tea shops, there are many places for recreation. You have to run to the temple. It's really hard for me."

Jiuhua temple.

Abbot Jiufang had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Feng Ye, he came forward, folded his hands and said, "Your Highness, you are so punctual."

Feng Ye returned to the laity ceremony and said, "master, I am the eighth Prince outside. Here I am only the laity disciple of master. I should be punctual and conscientious, guard against arrogance and impatience, and sincerely worship the Buddha."

Abbot Jiufang nodded happily and said, "Your Highness Ba is a dedicated person. Please."

"Please."

Under the guidance of the little master, Feng Ye enters the meditation room, sits cross legged, closes his eyes and closes his hands.

Sandalwood swirls around, and everything in the world seems to be quietly away.

Fengyu panted and chased into Jiuhua temple. As a result, he was stopped by the little master at the gate of the temple.

"My king, my royal highness, you dare to stop me. Let me in quickly." Feng Yu is out of breath.

"Your Highness six is the place commanded by your highness eight. He said that if your highness six chases you, he will not allow him to go in and let you......" the little master pointed to the steps on one side and said, "sit here and wait."

"You! I'm the prince. You let me sit on the ground? What is it? " Feng Yu looked at the place where the little master pointed, but it was only a step.

"Amitabha, this is what your highness Ba ordered. Please don't embarrass the poor monk." The little master folded his hands, nodded and said.

"You, you only have eight Highnesses in your eyes, but without my six Highnesses, you are not afraid that the king will burn here when he is angry?" Feng Yu's handsome face showed an angry color and said.

"Amitabha, your highness, calm down." At this time, the figure of Abbot Jiufang appeared at the gate of the temple.

Fengyu said, "Jiufang, the king asked you, but you bewitched my brother to run to this temple all day?"

"Your Highness, please come in." The abbot nine folded his hands and said.

Feng Yu calmed down, shook his robe, put his hands behind him and went in.

"Your Highness six and your highness eight are meditating in the meditation room. According to the past time, it must take at least three hours." Said Abbot Jiufang.

Feng Yu's face was slightly cold. He 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's a great crime. Not only can't your bald donkey be saved, but the Jiufang temple will also be burned. There are so many young masters in the temple. At that time, you will be deeply abused."

His face was always indifferent, and his tone was full of warning“ Amitabha, everyone's fate with the Buddha is not decided by nine parties. If your highness Ba doesn't have Buddha's fate, he will chant scriptures here every day. As soon as you get out of the temple door, you will return to the world of mortals. If your highness Ba has Buddha's fate, it depends on the meaning of the Buddha. I can't do anything to encourage or encourage him

Is to stop his highness eight from doing anything. " The abbot replied calmly.

Feng Yu frowned slightly and asked, "in your opinion, does my brother have fate with the Buddha?"

"Amitabha, Buddha said," see through, don't tell. " Abbot Jiufang bowed his head and said.

"..." Feng Yu immediately felt disappointed and said, "then I'll wait for Feng Ye here. You don't have to pay attention to me. Go ahead."

"Then... Your highness Liu, please help yourself." Abbot Jiufang nodded slightly and turned away.

Fengyu stood under a bodhi tree and looked into the distance. The Jiuhua temple was hidden in a lush place. The fog on the top of the mountain and the sound of wooden fish were really an excellent place to avoid the world.

He looked up at the bodhi tree and murmured:

"Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. Buddha nature is always pure, where is dust!

The heart is a bodhi tree, and the body is a mirror. The mirror is clean. Where is the dust!

Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. Originally there was nothing, where did you provoke dust! "

As he read, his heart suddenly shook violently, then shook his head vigorously and said, "don't think about it, don't think about it."

this moment.

Feng Ye is sitting in the meditation room with his eyes closed, his hands folded and talking. His face is calm.

He heard that a stillborn child often becomes a ghost and has nowhere to go. In order to protect himself, he ruthlessly killed his child, so he came to the temple to chant scriptures and spend time for the poor child.