Text Chapter 2086: Pulan's Visit

Seeing that he seemed a little emotional and melancholy, Yang Zhaoqing comforted him: "No one can be happy forever. The common people also have their own troubles. Where there are people, there are grievances and grievances. Everyone has to pay the price. The prince said to the empress Already done very well.”

Miao Yi smiled and said, "Are you saying I'm not satisfied?"

"Don't dare!" Yang Zhaoqing knew he was joking, so he smiled and replied, then took out a star bell. He didn't know where the news came from. As the general manager of the palace, he always had a lot of chores. After holding the star bell, Yang Zhaoqing said: "Your Majesty, we have a visitor. The guest from the Paradise is said to be an old acquaintance of the prince."

"Old acquaintance?" Miao Yi subconsciously thought it was Jade Rakshasa and asked, "Who?"

Yang Zhaoqing: "Luohan Pulan."

"Arhat Pulan?" Miao Yi was stunned for a moment. He took over some of the spies that Hao Defang had placed in the Buddhist world from Su Yun. However, he didn't have many acquaintances in the Paradise world, so it was easy to recall those he knew. He asked in confusion: "Pulan, the close disciple of Jinghua Buddha?"

Yang Zhaoqing: "Yes, it's her."

"Oh!" Miao Yi nodded, "That's an acquaintance. I owed her a favor back then. Please help me greet her personally!" He murmured in his heart. He didn't know why this female monk came here, but when we met back then, this Pulan was really nice to him. Yes, everything is answered.

Pu Lan only had a hundred monks accompanying her, and she didn't bring too many people in. She only brought two people, and the rest stayed outside the palace waiting, which showed that she wouldn't stay long.

In terms of status, Pu Lan was obviously far inferior to Miao Yi now. However, because of his kindness back then, Miao Yi waited at the stairs in the attic, not to mention sending Yang Zhaoqing to greet him in person, which was considered a good deal.

An extraordinary-looking woman followed Yang Zhaoqing upstairs. Her hair was wrapped in a shawl and white gauze. Her face was dignified, her forehead was plump and smooth, and her bright eyes were full of frivolity. She shone like stars, shining brightly. Although she was a monk, she was dressed like a monk. The layman is dressed in a white skirt, with a necklace hanging on his plump chest, and his expression is calm and elegant.

His appearance had not changed much, he was still dressed as before, but his temperament became more and more unrefined. Miao Yi recognized him at a glance and couldn't help but smile.

Pu Lan's teeth were exposed, and there was a smile on her face. When she came up, she clasped her hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please welcome me personally." The two attendants behind her joined their hands and saluted.

Miao Yi put his hands together and returned the gift, "It has been so many years, and the layman's demeanor has become even better than before." By the way, he stretched out his hand to sit down.

The guests and hosts sat down and the maid served tea. Pu Lan stared at Miao Yi with pure eyes and said with emotion: "Although I knew that the prince was an unusual person in the early years, the poor monk really didn't expect that the cattle donor back then would become the commander of the Southern Army in a blink of an eye. King of Heaven." He was really shaking his head with emotion.

Miao Yi smiled faintly and said, "A layman has become an Arhat and has made extraordinary achievements."

An Arhat is equivalent to the level of a Marquis in Heaven. With Pu Lan's cultivation, being able to become an Arhat is indeed an extraordinary achievement.

"Master values ​​​​favor, and I dare not accept it. It is not worth mentioning in front of the prince." Pu Lan bluntly said that he relied on his master's background.

After Miao Yi invited tea, he asked: "Isn't it because the layman came here to reminisce about old times?"

Pulan took out a jade certificate and handed it to the female monk standing behind him. The latter passed it to Yang Zhaoqing, and finally fell into Miao Yi's hands. Pulan said: "My master Jinghua Buddha was ordered by the Lord Buddha to invite several people." When the Heavenly King listened to the teaching, the poor monk thought that he had not seen the prince for many years, so he took the initiative to ask for a visit for the master. "

"Oh, is Lord Buddha going to open an altar to preach again?" Miao Yi responded and checked the jade certificate in his hand.

Over there in the Paradise, the Lord Buddha will open an altar in Lingshan Mountain to preach sermons every once in a while. It lasts for several days and nights. It is a major event in the Buddhist world. In addition to the relevant Buddhists in the Paradise, they will go to listen. , and some distinguished guests from heaven will be invited, which Miao Yi knows. The time for the opening of the forum in the jade certificate is set one year later. It is neither too early nor too late, and it is not too late.

"Okay, then I will go and listen to the Buddha's natural sounds." Miao Yi agreed. As for whether to go in the future, it depends on the situation. If you don't want to go, you can always find an excuse to refuse.

After Pulan clasped his hands and thanked him, he suddenly stood up and walked to the railing of the attic. He leaned on the railing and looked at the vast palace. "After King Haotian moved to the palace, the poor monk came back here for the first time. I wonder if the prince is in the mood to accompany the poor monk for a tour?" "

This was a bit exaggerating. A mere arhat actually asked the majestic king to accompany her on the trip. However, everyone present heard that she seemed to have something to say to Miao Yi alone. Miao Yi stood up and said, "It's all right." He extended his hand to invite her.

Pulan didn't seem to have any intention of going downstairs to go to the garden, and looked at the aerial bridge that stretched between the terraces.

Miao Yi smiled and extended his hand to the bridge to invite them. The two of them walked side by side on the bridge.

The two female monks stayed where they were, while Yang Zhaoqing quickly took out the star bell and arranged for people to screen away the rest of the people where the guests and hosts were.

Walking on the pavilions in the air and admiring the beautiful scenery of the palace is indeed a unique style, not to mention the beauty of the entire palace is rare. Pu Lan said with emotion: "It is really a good place that combines the luxury and beauty of heaven and earth in one place!"

"I believe that the place where the Mirror Flower Buddha can cultivate is not bad. I heard that Lingshan is even more beautiful. It's a pity that I have been entangled in worldly affairs and never found the opportunity." Miao Yi said politely, and when he mentioned Lingshan, he thought of what happened back then. , smiled lightly and said: "Back then I wanted to visit Lingshan Mountain. The layman took great pains to arrange it, but unexpectedly he was delayed."

Pu Lan said: "With your current status, you can go to Lingshan anytime you want. Lingshan should be regarded as a distinguished guest, and there is no need for poor monks to arrange it."

Seeing that she was still unable to get to the topic, Miao Yi joked: "It seems that the layman has indeed come to me to reminisce about the past."

Pu Lan said calmly: "Although the poor monk is in Buddhism, he has been paying attention to the prince. Over the years, the prince has been making a lot of changes, and his methods are unimaginable. He can do what others can't. I don't know how many lives have been lost because of the prince. In the battle between the kings of the Southern Army, the prince is even more... He displayed his majestic appearance and caused a bloody storm. More than hundreds of millions of people lost their lives. I dare to ask the prince, do you ever feel guilty?"

Miao Yi glanced sideways at her, wondering what this woman meant, "Why don't I want to be carefree, and why don't I want to be peaceful, but the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. The housekeeper told me before that wherever there are people, There are grudges, but what can I do? The layman only saw me forcing people, but did I think about the time when I was desperate, when millions of people in purgatory wanted to kill me, and now I want to marry me? Is there anyone who feels guilty for killing me? I'm afraid they just hate me for not being able to die early! If I don't act first this time, someone will attack me. What will the layman do if he only sees the surface? This is what the Buddhists say about sacrificing one's life to feed a tiger. At least I have never seen it, and I can't do it either. , I can tell the layman that I have never felt guilty, and will not look back, nor can I look back. I will let the sea of ​​suffering and blood pass by, and the bones will turn into boats! Are you satisfied?"

Pulan shook his head and sighed: "Your Majesty has misunderstood, don't be upset. The poor monk has no intention of asking any questions. He just laments that when he first met the prince, he was so heroic and generous in helping the weak. If it had not been for the prince's rescue, the poor monk would not be where he is today. Back then, he was so heroic and courageous. The prince is now walking on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and the poor monk suddenly feels like a dream."

Speaking of this, Miao Yi has always been confused. He couldn't help but frown and said: "According to the time the layman said, and to be disrespectful, based on the layman's appearance, if I had seen him back then, I would not have had any impression at all. Wang really can’t remember when he saved a layman.”

"It's raining!" Pu Lan muttered, suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand outside the eaves of the covered bridge, and felt the gentle drizzle coming quietly.

Miao Yi looked outside and saw that it was indeed raining, and casually replied, "There is a lot of rain here. It is said that Hao Defang's housekeeper Su Yun likes to watch the rain, so Hao Defang always chooses a place with a lot of rain when building a mansion. "

Pu Lan took out a holed flute, put it to her lips and faced the drizzle outside. As her white fingers rose and fell, the flute sounded deep and whimpering.

"..." Miao Yi was speechless. He felt like he had met a lunatic. He really couldn't figure out what this woman meant. A female monk actually came here to play the flute. What the hell? However, it seems that he has vaguely heard this tune somewhere, because he is not an elegant person and rarely listens to Xiao. Precisely because he rarely listens to it, he has some impressions after hearing it occasionally, and this tune vaguely reminds him of it in his mind. What is the outline of the scene.

After playing the flute for a while, Pu Lan turned around and asked with a smile: "This piece was composed by the poor monk himself in the early years. There should be few similarities. I wonder if the prince will be impressed by it? When the night was quiet and the prince was lonely, I played it especially for the prince at the foot of the mountain."

"Have you played for me?" Miao Yi pointed at himself, his eyes filled with confusion. He had heard from Xiao Xiao, and someone had played for him, so it was even more impossible for him to be unimpressed, but the tune was indeed somewhat familiar.

Pulandao said: "Back then in Wuxiang Star, the war was raging in the world. The poor monk's family was broken up and everyone was killed. He took his children and fled among the refugees. When he was sleeping in the barren mountains at night, he was suddenly attacked by a pack of wolves in the mountains. The refugees fled in all directions. The poor monk was hungry and brought his children with him. Holding the child, he couldn't run at all. When he fell to the ground, several hungry wolves rushed towards him. He thought he was doomed, but unexpectedly the prince suddenly appeared, and the prince swung his sword to kill all the hungry wolves. The prince rescued the other refugees and drove away the hungry wolves. At that time, there were two people traveling with the prince, but he was the only one who drew his sword to save ordinary people like us. After that, the prince cut down trees from the forest, set up an iron pot, and cooked the wolf meat. To satisfy the hunger of the refugees, the poor monk once offered a piece of cooked wolf meat to the prince, but the prince refused. The poor monk took his son and knelt in front of the prince, begging the prince to accept him as his disciple, but the prince refused. But he gave the poor monk a way out and asked him to go to Daliang City in the territory of King Liang to find Princess Liang. He said that all he had to do was say that the princess's cousin asked her to find her. He also told the princess that as long as the princess was willing to take her in, you would owe her. He was a favor... It was that night that the poor monk played this piece for the prince." (~^~)