After my mother read my mind, my whole family rebelled

Shen Yuyao remembered that when Prince Ning left Beijing, he told her that the business company "Baoyuanhao" in the city could provide the fastest way to contact Prince Ning directly.

It seems that he did not tell Ling Xiangxiang the name of the business. Doesn't he completely trust Ling Xiangxiang?

"Princess, I shouldn't stay here too long."

"If you can think of a way to leave the palace and need my help, you can ask Xue Xin in the imperial kitchen to tell her."

Ling Xiangxiang hesitated for a moment.

"The codeword is, Princess Xiaoxian wants to eat fish."

"Okay, Xiangxiang, the palace is dangerous, take care of yourself."

Shen Yuyao called Zi Su.

"Zi Su, ask Bai Zhi to check if there are any suspicious people near Yuxiu Palace."

Shen Yuyao took out Ling Xiangxiang's cloak, put it on her, and helped her tie the knot.

"If there is any emergency, you can also send someone to Yuxiu Palace to inform me."

Ling Xiangxiang's eyes turned red, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Xiangxiang has made a note of it."

He put on a hood to cover most of his face, lifted the curtain and left.

When the thick cotton door curtain was lifted, a gust of icy cold wind blew straight into the room.

"The late spring cold chills people to the bone."

The flowers are growing and the grass is blue.

Early in the morning, Shen Yuyao brought Xiao Xianbao and Xu Yunxuan to Huang'en Temple.

On the fifteenth day of every month, Shen Yuyao would come to the Huang'en Temple.

Abbot Huijue of Huang'en Temple was originally named Zhang Sidao. He learned medicine from Shen Yuyao's grandfather when he was young, and later followed the Duke in his battles.

I have seen too much suffering, and experienced too much joy and sorrow...

So when the world was first settled, he chose Huang'en Temple to become a monk, with the Buddhist name Huijue. Now he is the abbot of Huang'en Temple.

Master Huijue watched Shen Yuyao grow up. Shen Yuyao also liked to discuss Buddhist scriptures and medical skills with this monk uncle, and occasionally they would play a few games of chess with him.

After Shen Yuyao got married, she rarely talked about Buddhism anymore, but she would personally send some silver to the temple on the fifteenth day of every month.

Abbot Huijue will also use these gold, silver and treasures to help the poor.

However, after the birth of the little fairy, the amount of gold, silver and treasures every month increased. This year, Abbot Huijue selected several academies and sponsored the poor students in the academies so that those truly talented students would not drop out of school due to poverty.

It was a beautiful spring day today and Shen Yuyao was in a good mood, so she specially brought Xia Xiaoxian to Huang'en Temple, intending to play a few games of chess with Abbot Huijue.

The back hill of Huang'en Temple.

There is a round stone table and two stone benches in the pavilion.

In the early morning, a few golden rays of sunlight shine on the sandalwood chessboard, creating a light mist and emitting a lingering sandalwood fragrance.

A monk in his thirties and a handsome young man were fighting on the chessboard.

There was also a woman in palace dress in the pavilion, with a delicate little baby watching the battle.

The little kid was quiet and silent, watching with great interest like an old monk in meditation.

【Ah, this monk...】

【You will be the teacher of a country. 】

[Whoever gets this monk will be the ruler of a country...]

[Mother, you must not let the scoundrels get this monk...]

The monk was wearing a moon-white robe and holding a white robe.

The young man was wearing a blue jacket and holding a black sword.

The two men sat opposite each other, their eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of them.

Every move can cause the opponent to think for a long time.

In the simple black and white, it seems that thousands of troops are fighting...

As the sunlight made the shadows of the trees in the mountains shorter and shorter, the frown on the boy in the green shirt gradually relaxed, and the black pieces he held were like stars in the night, dotted on the chessboard. The monk in the moon-white robe remained calm and composed, and the white pieces he held were like clouds in the sky, contrasting with the black pieces.

"A general's daughter faces the chessboard, and she controls the pieces like she is commanding a million soldiers!"

"Haha, I haven't played against you for two years. Yaoyao's chess skills are so good that I, the monk, can't even catch up with her!"

"Master is too modest. Yaoyao narrowly won by half a point."

"Hahahahaha..."

The two men stood up with a smile, but were stunned by Xu Yunxuan who was watching the chess game.

[The monk is really too modest. Mother actually didn't see the monk's true strength. 】

[Tsk tsk, the monk's strength is more than ten times that of my mother! ]

Shen Yuyao raised her eyebrows and cast a questioning look at the little fairy treasure.

[Mother, why are you looking at me in such a strange way? You can't tell what I'm thinking, right?]

Shen Yuyao smiled slightly and quickly looked into the distance.

[Ah, I’m smiling. As long as my mother is happy! ]

[In fact, when the mother watched the chess game, she should have known that the monk’s heart was in heaven…]

[Being born, entering the world, being born again... and then...]

【It’s all fate! 】

Shen Yuyao looked at Master Huijue who was walking in front of her. A ray of sunlight happened to shine through the gaps in the leaves and bathe the master. His whole body seemed to be inlaid with a thin layer of gold, just like a Buddha statue.

Shen Yuyao also found it extremely mysterious.

"Master, Yaoyao still has some questions."

Shen Yuyao took two quick steps and walked parallel to Abbot Huijue.

"Yaoyao, all your questions have been answered in the chess game just now."

Huijue smiled and clasped his hands together.

"Think about it carefully. If you still can't understand, you can go to Huang'en Temple again."

"Yaoyao, when you go down the mountain, you can bring some donations to the academy halfway up the mountain."

"That academy is on your way back. It was built last year."

"The students in the academy are all from poor families."

"That's fine..."

Shen Yuyao didn't want to make the donation in person, but she thought that since she was wearing men's clothing today, it wouldn't cause any trouble, so she readily agreed.

The two of them were talking as they walked. Just as they were outside the hall, they heard a sharp voice:

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Shen Yuyao has been to the Huang'en Temple countless times, but this is the first time she has run into the emperor!

"Yaoyao, I'll go and greet you first. If it's inconvenient for you, you can leave on your own!"

"Master please."

Shen Yuyao looked at Xu Yunxuan and Xiao Xianbao behind her. They were still chasing butterflies on the path.

It seemed that it was too late to avoid it in time, so Shen Yuyao called Xu Yunxuan, and the little fairy went to kneel at the door of the main hall with the monks and pilgrims.

Receive him with open arms.

[The emperor is coming to embarrass the monk! ]

[Mother, will you save her or not? ]

Shen Yuyao knew that the founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was born into a commoner family and had been a monk.

When the emperor was a monk, he was bullied by monks in the temple. Even after becoming emperor, he still had a grudge against those years as a monk and would feel mixed emotions whenever he recalled them.

Coming to the temple to worship Buddha this time will definitely embarrass the monks.

If I offer to help, it will definitely attract the emperor's attention, and I might not even see the sun tomorrow.

If he doesn't save them, regardless of the fact that Abbot Huijue has a deep connection with him, these monks are also living lives.

Shen Yuyao knelt outside the palace gate and looked up.

Sure enough, when the emperor stepped into the hall and looked at the solemn Buddha statue in front of him, his expression became gloomy and solemn.

After standing for a while, the emperor asked Abbot Huijue beside him:

"Should I kneel down?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall was startled.

Abbot Huijue knew that the emperor had not yet let go of the past, so he chanted a Buddhist name and answered loudly:

"See the Buddha who is present, but do not worship the Buddha who has passed away."

[Wonderful! This answer is truly indescribable! ]

When the emperor heard this, his face turned cold.

"Bold monk!"

"What does it mean to see the present Buddha but not worship the past Buddha?"