In a room in the back of the Cold Mountain Temple.
"Ouch, be gentler, it hurts, it hurts …" A servant of the Li family smeared the medicinal wine that the monks had brought onto the bruises on the chubby boy's face. The chubby boy, who had been hot-blooded and would rather be beaten than lower his head, continuously sucked in a breath of cold air and cried out in pain.
It wasn't until a little girl stuffed a bun into his mouth that the room finally quieted down.
"Why have you come to the capital? Do you really have a younger brother here?" Li Xuan looked at Li Yi with a mind full of confusion, waiting for his explanation.
Not only did he have a younger brother, but he also had seven aunts and eight aunts, even Wang Erniu from next door. To explain this matter to Li Xuan, he first had to talk about the grudges of the previous generation.
"None of this is important. What's important is that I'm already in the capital," Li Yi said with a wave of his hand. He really didn't want to talk about those messy things again.
He took a sip of tea and glanced at Li Xuan. "But you, didn't you come to the capital to finish your marriage? Why haven't you gone back yet? You're actually in the mood to discuss Zen with an old monk. This isn't like you … Could it be that after you got married, you've lost yourself in pleasure and even your personality has changed?"
If Li Yi remembered correctly, other than some special circumstances, a prince was not allowed to stay in the capital for long periods of time without the permission of the Emperor. When he left Qing 'an Fu, Ning Wang had already returned, but Li Xuan was still here. It looked like he had no intention of leaving.
Li Xuan said gloomily, "Uncle Huang said that sooner or later, I will have to manage father's fief. He wants me to stay in the capital and learn these things from the officials of the court. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the capital in the short term."
Li Yi thought to himself that the Emperor really was a busybody. He even had to worry about these things. Given the condition of his body, if he wanted to live to the end of his life, it would probably be up to luck.
Thinking about it this way, it wasn't surprising to see him discussing zen with the old monk here.
With his temperament, he was absolutely suitable to be an idle prince, and he was even more suitable to be a scientist. Even if he was asked to govern a prefecture, a state, or even a county, it might be a good thing for the people, but he himself would definitely recite, "My white hair is three thousand feet long, and my fate is like a long sorrow" and die of depression …
Li Xuan didn't continue to ask why Li Yi was in the capital. If he wanted to know, it wouldn't take much effort.
However, as he said, none of this was important anymore. The important thing was that with him here, the future would not be so boring.
Suddenly, Li Yi thought of something important. He turned around, looked at Li Xuan, and said seriously, "By the way, don't tell MIngzhu that I'm coming to the capital."
"Why?" Li Xuan looked at him with confusion. MIngzhu was also very bored in the Palace. In reality, he had planned to enter the Palace today. If she knew that Li Yi had come to the capital, she would probably be very happy.
The reason was, of course, if Her Highness knew that he was coming to the capital, she would certainly think of a way to make him stay. There was no doubt about this. Li Yi only treated this trip as a vacation. He didn't think he would stay here for the rest of his life.
He had only left home for a few days, but he already missed Ruyi and Xiao Huan …
Even when he saw a strong man on the street, Fang's face would involuntarily appear …
This was an illness. He could only recover when he returned home.
He sighed and said, "To be honest, I'm only staying in the capital for a few days. In a few days, I'll be returning to Qing 'an Fu."
Although it was not very good not to greet her when he came to the capital, after thinking for a long time, Li Yi felt that it was better for the two of them not to meet.
The feeling of his life and death being controlled by others was something that Li Yi, who had a soul from the 21st century, was not something that he was used to.
Unfortunately, in a feudal dynasty like the Jing Kingdom, the royal family had this kind of power.
If there was no need, he didn't want to have anything to do with the royal family. Li Xuan was already an exception. If he got involved with the princess further, Li Yi was worried that the days where he could lie in the courtyard and bask in the sun would be gone forever.
Of course, if she was still the cool and disrespectful constable MIngzhu, he would be very happy to accept it.
"So soon?" Li Xuan couldn't help but show disappointment on his face. He didn't have the excitement from before.
After applying the medicine, the little fatty became excited again. It was the first time he showed off his power in front of his enemy. Even though he was slightly injured, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He held the food in his hand and walked around the room.
Suddenly, the little fatty looked at the surrounding walls of the room. His eyes rolled a few times, and he ran in front of Li Yi. He pointed at the strange marks on the wall and asked, "Big brother, what's written on the wall?"
Although Li Yi didn't grow up in the capital, he was the number one among the younger generation in the Li family. It was normal for the little fatty to call him big brother.
After what happened just now, the little fatty was full of good feelings towards this big brother that he had only met twice. Of course, he was more looking forward to having him teach him a few moves. When he fought with Chen Xiaotian, he would be able to send them flying with a kick. Just thinking about it made his blood boil.
"Hehe, big brother doesn't study hard and can't read …" The little girl skipped over and said with a smile.
The little girl was also a member of the Li family. She was the daughter of a concubine of the Li family's third uncle. She was Li Yingcai's half-sister. Perhaps it was because she was too young, she was a little shy. She hid behind the little fatty and blinked her eyes curiously at Li Yi.
Hearing this, the little fatty's face turned red. Although he didn't study hard, he could still recognize a few words. However, the words written on the wall were crooked and didn't look like they were written in a book. How could he recognize them?
"That's Sanskrit. It's normal that you don't recognize it." Li Yi said with a smile.
"You know Sanskrit?" Li Xuan looked at him in surprise.
It was normal for the little fatty not to know Sanskrit. Li Yi grew up in Qing 'an Prefecture. Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't be able to recognize it either.
Once again, Li Yi confirmed that this guy must have dozed off in class when he was young. This was a temple. Buddhism originated from ancient India. Although the wheel of history had gone astray, it shouldn't be much different in this world. The earliest scriptures must have been written in Sanskrit. After being translated, it became what it was today.
Li Yi had studied history carefully. In the early years of the previous dynasty, there was indeed a monk called Xuanzang who went west to India and brought back countless scriptures. However, it was different from the other world. After Xuanzang returned to his country, the Tang Empire was torn apart before he could translate the scriptures. Xuanzang also died of a serious illness. An eminent monk of that generation had fallen. Until now, those scriptures had not been completely translated.
This was a temple. Other than Sanskrit, what else could those strange words written on the wall be?
"I know a thing or two …" Li Yi said modestly without blushing.
Of course, he didn't know Sanskrit. Although there were Buddhist classics and even Sanskrit dictionaries in the library, he always felt that it was useless to learn it. Moreover, one couldn't learn a language just by knowing a few words. There was no need to spend so much effort.
"What's written on the wall?" Li Xuan looked at him and asked in disbelief.
Not only could he write poems and lyrics, he knew a lot of things that he didn't know. But he even knew such an obscure language like Sanskrit. The gap between them was so big that it hurt his heart ten thousand times more.
"When Bodhisattva Amitabha was deep in the Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five skandhas were empty, and he passed through all suffering. Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Perception, thought, action, and knowledge are the same … "Li Yi said casually," This is the Buddhist scripture, Maha Prajna Paramita Sutra. It talks about the path of Bodhisattva … "
Seeing that his big brother even knew these crooked things, the little fatty's eyes were already shining.
Finally, Li Xuan's face showed extreme surprise. Although he didn't know Sanskrit, Li Yi's words sounded very professional. Prajna Paramita, Sarira, form and emptiness sounded very professional. Coupled with his trust in him, he didn't doubt that what he said was a lie.
"Young benefactor is indeed knowledgeable. In the previous dynasty, Master Xuanzang translated the Prajna Paramita Sutra, but he only completed half of it before he reached Nirvana. The other half of the sutra is still in our Cold Mountain Temple's Sutra Depository. I wonder where did young benefactor learn it?" An old monk walked in from outside and asked with a smile.
"Master Tan Yin, could the Sanskrit on the wall really be that sutra?" Li Xuan walked over and asked the old monk skeptically.
The old monk stroked his beard and smiled, shaking his head.
"That's the Diamond Sutra."
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