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Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh world peace

A few days later, Qian Niang was buried. Li Xiu and Princess Pingyang went to the Wang family again to attend her funeral. She watched her coffin be buried in the grave with her own eyes. Wang Renbiao and his wife lost their daughter in middle age and hid in front of the grave and cried bitterly. In the end, Wang Li even fainted due to excessive sadness. Fortunately, Li Xiu knew some first aid methods and directed Wang Renbiao to pinch the Renbiao and rub his chest, which made Wang Li wake up.

Seeing the pain of losing his daughter through Wang Renbiao and his wife, Li Xiu and Princess Pingyang, who are already parents, also empathized with it. They didn't even dare to think about it. If Jin'er had any accidents, what would they react?

After attending Qianniang's funeral, Li Xiu and Princess Pingyang were about to leave, but suddenly they saw Fuqin wiping tears and running over and said, "Thank you, the princess and the princess, for attending the funeral of her. If she knew about her, she would definitely be very happy!"

"This is what we should do. After playing the piano, take care of your master and wife more after you go back. I am really worried that they will hurt their bodies due to excessive grief!" Li Xiu looked at the edge of the tomb at this time, but Wang Li, who had just woken up, hugged his head and cried with her husband again, and his heart was quite heavy.

"Well, thank you for your concern for the prince-consort. I will definitely pay attention!" When Fuqin said this, she reached out to take out a letter from her arms, and then solemnly handed it to Li Xiu, "Mr. Consort, this is a reply letter written by my wife to you before she died. She repeatedly reminded me to hand it to you. When you went to your home to pay condolences that day, I didn't carry the letter with me, so I didn't have time to hand it to you!"

Li Xiu was stunned when he heard this, and immediately took the letter and said, "I didn't expect your wife to reply to me. I hope my letter will make her happier!"

"Actually, I am really grateful to the prince-consort. After receiving your letter, my wife really smiled happily. Even when she was leaving, she held the letter tightly in her hands. However, the letter should not be seen by the master and the wife, so I put it away later. When I was buried today, I quietly put the letter at my wife's hand, hoping that this letter could accompany her on the way!" When Fuqin said at the end, tears couldn't stop flowing out again.

Li Xiu couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he heard this, and comforted him and spoke a few words to play the piano again. Then he came to the tomb again and said goodbye to Wang Renbiao and his wife. After getting on the carriage, Princess Pingyang finally couldn't help asking, "Husband, have you actually written a letter to Qianniang before?"

"The princess doesn't know anything. The master was forced to do so at that time, so he wrote a letter to the young lady of the Wang family!" Before Li Xiu could explain, Yue Chan next to him said first, and then he told the story of playing the piano to ask Li Xiu that day.

Yuechan is Li Xiu's personal maid, and she is familiar with playing the piano. She is also very curious about the legendary Wang family lady, so she came with Li Xiu today. After she finished telling the story, she couldn't help but look at the letter in Li Xiu's hand with curiosity and asked: "Master, don't you look at the reply letter that Wang family lady wrote to you?"

When Li Xiu heard this, he couldn't help but smile and glance at Yue Chan. Naturally, he knew what she was thinking. However, he was indeed curious about what the Qianniang had written for him. Princess Pingyang also stared at him curiously, so Li Xiu opened the letter. As a result, when he saw the content on the letter, he couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you? This letter is too simple, right?" Yue Chan couldn't help but say a little disappointed when she saw Qian Niang's reply. She only wrote "Thank you" on the letter, and there was no other content. She originally hoped that through this letter, she guessed what Li Xiu wrote to Qian Niang before. After all, no one else had seen the letter except Li Xiu and Qian Niang.

However, Yuechan's disappointment did not last long. Soon Princess Pingyang asked curiously: "Husband, I just wanted to ask you what you wrote in the letter you wrote to Qian Niang before. I heard Fuqin say that Qian Niang was very happy after receiving your letter, and even held the letter at the end of her death. It would be fine if it was the letter written to her by Master Xuanzang, but why did she care so much about your letter?"

Seeing that Princess Pingyang was also curious about the contents of her letter, Li Xiu couldn't help but show a little sad look. After a moment, he said, "Actually, the letter was written by me rather than me on behalf of Xuanzang, because there was a poem by Xuanzang on it!"

"Poetry? What poem?" Princess Pingyang asked again with interest.

"I once thought that I had a lot of sentiment to destroy the Brahma practice. When I entered the mountain, I was afraid that I would be able to see the whole world. How could I have the Dharma of the Buddha and I will not let you down." Li Xiu sighed and recited this very famous poem in later generations.

"How can I get the two laws in the world to live up to the Tathagata and never let you down?" After listening to this poem, Princess Pingyang and Yuechan both fell into deep thought. Although this poem was a bit rebellious for the Tang Dynasty, the monk's entangled mentality in the poem made people feel the same.

After a while, Princess Pingyang woke up from the realm of poetry, but soon looked at Li Xiu with some doubt and said, "Husband, although I heard that Master Xuanzang was profound in Buddhism, I have never heard of any famous poems he had written. Instead, everyone knows your poems, so you can't write this poem, right?"

Although Princess Pingyang was a little suspicious, she was not sure. After all, no matter from any aspect of this poem, it was done by a monk. And from the feelings revealed in the poem, it was indeed very consistent with Xuanzang's identity. However, as Li Xiu's wife, she was the one who knew Li Xiu the best, so she intuition told her that this poem should have an inseparable relationship with Li Xiu.

"Haha, the person in the poem is Xuanzang. As for who wrote the poem, what does it matter? Madam, don't be too obsessed with it!" Li Xiu played Tai Chi at this time, and said that he did not admit it or deny it.

When Princess Pingyang heard Li Xiu say this, she was almost certain that this poem must have been written by Li Xiu, but if she sacrificed herself, she would definitely be very happy to see this poem written by Li Xiu in the name of Xuanzang while she was dying. Therefore, her infatuation finally received a response from her lover, which is probably the main reason why Qian Niang can smile.
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