662 , the aggrieved concubine eight
Even though Princess Mingyang was unhappy that Jin Ke was not in the palace, she was focused on Pushan and didn't care much about her consort's departure.
However, even so, Jin Ke was still glared at by Princess Mingyang when she returned home.
Jin Ke ignored this with a smile and didn't say much.
She went to the study and asked the attendants accompanying her to bring the three children over.
Although Wu Tang is three years old now, he has already learned to speak and his articulation is clear.
He also remembered what Jin Ke taught him, so on the first day of study, Jin Ke wrote a word for the three of them to learn. Wu Tang has a good memory, and Wu Jiao is also good. As for Wu Yu,
Jin Ke patiently taught me a few more times.
To be honest, he could directly bypass Wu Yu and teach Wu Jinghe's two children, but she still needs Wu Yu to deal with Princess Mingyang and Pu Shan, so naturally she can't be cold to him now.
After just a few days of studying with Jin Ke, the three children all gained something. Wu Tang and Wu Jiao were no longer as timid as they were in the Hou Mansion because they were taught by their biological father. They also enjoyed their father's love.
As for Wu Yu, of course there were gains. The biggest gain was that he felt that his father was neglecting him. He felt that his father seemed to love Wu Tang more.
He was very unhappy about this, and felt aggrieved as if he had drank a pot of vinegar, which was so sour. However, his father told him that Wu Tang was stupider than him, so he paid more attention to him.
In this way, Wu Yu was successfully tricked by Jin Ke.
Jin Ke worked as a teacher for a few days before going to do important things.
The night is fading, the moon is hazy, and unknown birds on the branches are chirping intermittently. In the dark and dark night, it makes people feel chilly for no reason. Such a night is strange and quiet.
Guanghua Temple
A black shadow rushed into Master Santu's meditation room like a ray of light. At this moment, Master Santu was reading scriptures in the dim light, and the candlelight on the table suddenly jumped.
Master Santu frowned, his kind face showing doubts.
"The second young master of Xuanyong Hou Mansion has met the master."
Jin Ke appeared in Master Santu's Zen room. She seemed to appear out of the air, because Santu didn't see clearly how she appeared.
There have always been people in the world who were extremely skilled in martial arts, and Santu knew that the man in front of him, who claimed to be the Prince of the Hou Mansion, was extremely skilled in light kung fu.
"I wonder if the donor has something important to do when he comes here at this time?"
Santu did not feel this person's murderous intention or hatred towards him, and her face was very calm. Therefore, he concluded that this person was a kind person.
Jin Ke smiled and sat next to him on his own initiative, "Wu Jinghe is here. Naturally, I have something to ask of you. If you are bothering me, please forgive me."
Master Santu smiled, his kind face was wrinkled and not very good-looking, but his natural kindness made him look like the Buddha who came to the world.
Jin Ke didn't have any bad feelings towards him. After all, although Pushan was his apprentice, he really had nothing to do with the Wu family.
"This donor, please tell me something."
Master Santu smiled kindly, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Jin Ke.
Jin Ke knew that although this Santu master looked kind-hearted, he did not have a good temper. It could be said that his temper was like a sponge, and it would not deform no matter how much it was squeezed.
"Master Santu has also heard about the plague in Shu, right?"
Jin Ke took the teacup sent by Master Santu and curled his lips as if he asked unintentionally.
Santu still smiled kindly, "I heard that, alas, the people of Shu are suffering."
Jin Ke said, "Since Master Santu is aware of the plague in Shu, Jing He does have an unmerciful invitation when he comes here today."
Seeing that Santu's face had not changed and remained calm, she continued, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is currently being sent to Shu to treat the plague. However, I heard that the plague in Shu is very difficult. I am afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince will not be able to stabilize the people's hearts. As a Buddhist eminent monk, the Master
To save sentient beings, I will definitely not refuse my request."
"Of course, if the master refuses, I have nothing to say. After all, Sichuan is a place that no one dares to set foot in. If the master can go to help His Highness the Crown Prince appease the people, it will surely make the world respect Buddhism more. In the future, the Crown Prince
When His Highness ascends the throne, Master will naturally benefit from you."
Everyone in the world is looking for profit. Jin Ke knows that this guy Santu is not short of money, nor is he short of reputation. As for power, it is useless for him to be a monk. The only thing he needs is probably a guarantee in the general environment.
The prestige of Buddhism has always existed.
What's more, as the most prestigious eminent monk in the current generation, he also shoulders the mission of carrying forward Buddhism.
Santu pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed, his kind eyes shining brightly, "But I am the abbot of Guanghua Temple. If I leave, I'm afraid there will be no one to take care of the affairs of the temple."
Jin Ke chuckled and said, "Guanghua Temple is the largest temple in the world and the representative of Buddhist disciples in the world. If no one except you, the master, has the ability to take care of the affairs of the temple, isn't it just an empty show and the ridicule of the world? If I guess, Mr.
That’s right, the master’s chief disciple, Master Pushan, is highly respected and must be able to help the master solve his problems.”
Master Santu was very surprised that she knew Pushan. Although Pushan usually followed him to pray for the princes and princes in Beijing, there were probably only a few people who knew Pushan's name.
However, Pushan does have the ability to succeed him.
He sighed heavily, these princes and grandsons had changeable temperaments. If he refused today, he might bring trouble to Buddhism and Guanghua Temple in the future.
"I wonder what Master Santu is thinking about?"
Jin Ke knew that he would agree. Not to mention the generous conditions she proposed, even if he passed away in Shu, as a close confidant of the prince, she would also promise to give what he should give to Guanghua Temple. Of course, the most powerful thing was the fear of doing so.
An emperor would exclude Guanghua Temple because of him. When the time comes, Buddhism will decline and it will be his fault.
"I agree, and please remember my words."
There is no doubt that Master Santu agreed with a smile.
Jin Ke curled her lips, and her eyes were full of brilliance.
"Then, after His Royal Highness the Crown Prince advises the Emperor, I will send someone to pick up the master!"
"Lao Na is waiting in the temple."
Master Santu sighed, smiled, and put down the scripture in his hand. Under the dim light, his mood seemed to be melancholy.
Jin Ke held up his hand and said, "Since the master has agreed, it's time for me to leave. I won't disturb the master's rest. I'll say goodbye!"
Then, a gust of wind blew by, and there was no one else in sight.
Master Santu shook his head and blew out the lights on the table.
When Jin Ke returned to the princess's residence, he wrote a letter and sent it to the prince overnight.
The prince smiled when he received the letter.
After a few days, all preparations for going to Shu were made, and Master Santu was invited back by the people sent by the prince.
Chapter completed!