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In the most bustling restaurant of Chang'an, in a secluded private room.
Qi Shen leaned back in his chair, surrounded by two beautiful women who were carefully massaging his shoulders and legs.
"Eunuch, why are you willing to come out today?" He picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of food, enjoying it with squinted eyes. Sitting across from him was a man in a dark blue robe, expressionless, with a trembling beauty standing beside him.
Hong Hairen looked coldly at Qi Shen: "Duke Qi, are you so calm? That woman from Prince Ping'an has already left Chang'an; what are we going to do about our plan? If Duke Qi lacks the determination to achieve great things, I can find someone else! Don't think that you are the only one in Chang'an who wants to rebel!"
Qi Shen's gaze shifted slightly. He raised his hand to signal the beauty to leave and leaned forward, sitting upright.
"My Lord Hong, this is quite disappointing."
"It is you, Qi Shen, who lacks the awareness to achieve great things. If that's the case, I might as well withdraw early and seek another patron!"
Qi Shen sneered twice, poured himself a cup of wine, inhaled its aroma, then drank it all in one go. He then slammed the wine cup on the table, pressing his hands down on it as he leaned forward threateningly.
"My Lord Hong, if you're so anxious, why not just kill Jun Ye Su? Wouldn't that be more efficient?!"
Lord Hong frowned and clenched his hands tightly: "You—!"
Qi Shen furrowed his brows, a mocking smile on his lips: "It seems Lord Hong knows this won't work. All matters are arranged by This King; you merely relay some news from the palace. To speak frankly, I could easily obtain that information myself. You are just a dog of the Jun Family; now you want to bite back at your master and seek outside help. Instead of keeping your tail tucked and behaving yourself, you flaunt your power. This..." A glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes. "This could lead to your head being severed!"
"Hong Hairen—! This King is your best choice; you know that better than anyone else!" His tone turned even colder. "So tone it down; remember that in Chang'an, aside from the Jun Family members, with just a flick of my finger I can make your life miserable!"
Retracting his hand, he lowered his gaze to see the veins bulging on the hands of the man across from him. He scoffed and sat back down: "One must have dignity as a person; even as a dog one must have the awareness of being a dog... Hong Hairen, do you have that awareness?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the table instantly turned to dust under immense pressure. A fierce wind swept through the room. Qi Shen ignored the harsh wind and smiled lightly at the furious man across from him, intertwining his hands on his knees and leaning comfortably back in his chair.
After the storm, the only thing left intact in the House was the chair that Qi Shen was sitting on. Lord Hong retracted his hand, his expression calm as he left a remark: "The people of the Qi Family are indeed not to be underestimated..."
Long after the door had closed, Qi Shen wiped away the blood that had trickled from the corner of his lips with his thumb, chuckling lightly as he stood up from the chair. In no time, that chair turned into a pile of powder scattered on the ground.
Qi Shen then reined in his smile: "Indeed, it is Hong Hairen; his internal strength is so profound."
………………
This was Qi Che's fifth attempt to climb over the wall to leave the Peaceful Prince's Residence. Just as he climbed up, he saw someone in orange standing outside, which startled him and caused him to fall from the wall. Before he could even rub his sore backside, he heard a delicate voice say, "Where does my lord intend to go?"
The beauty gazed at him with affectionate eyes, her lingering gaze almost melting everything in the world.
Qi Che chuckled awkwardly: "Just going up to enjoy the scenery."
"My lord smiled. A few days ago, I prepared some interesting things; would my lord like to see them?" Her jade-like hand touched his clothing, and her intentions were clear.
Qi Che dodged aside: "That wouldn't be appropriate." A drop of sweat fell in an unseen place as he silently lamented; with wolves in front and tigers behind, why did his master assign him such a task? The one outside calling to see Desolate King and the one inside wanting to pull him onto the bed...
Where was the real Qi Che?
Now he was accompanying Qi Mo at the foot of Matang Mountain. No, more accurately, it was Qi Mo—his Fourth Brother—standing like a statue at the foot of Matang Mountain, his clothes fluttering as if he were an immortal. If one ignored that he had already been standing there for an hour...
"My Fourth Brother is ready; we should set off. We can't stay away from Chang'an for too long. Have you forgotten we have important matters to attend to?" He spat out a mouthful of grass and muttered, "Women are disasters; Qin Ge is the disaster among disasters! The Qin Ge who has turned into Su Peijiu is even more of an ultimate disaster!"
"What are you doing?"
Looking up, Qi Che saw Qi Mo standing before him with a half-smile, startling him: "Nothing at all."
"I saw you were quite happy just now..."
"Qi Che" turned pale and quickly changed the subject, "Fourth Brother, are you really sure that Forgetfulness Pill is effective? What if Qin Ge is just pretending to have amnesia?"
"Qi Mo" was taken aback for a moment, hesitating. "There should still be one more Forgetfulness Pill, right?"
"Yes, there's one left."
"Give it to me." "Qi Mo" held out his hand, and "Qi Che" took out the bottle from his pocket and poured the pill into his palm.
"Qi Mo" pinched the pill and was about to put it in his mouth when "Qi Che" hurriedly grabbed him, "Fourth Brother, what are you doing?"
"Trying the effect of the medicine."
"Qi Che" widened his eyes, "If it works, you'll forget everything."
"...That seems to be true." "Qi Mo" nodded, lowering his hand and examining the pill closely.
"Qi Che" sighed in relief, "You are our pillar; if you take this pill and forget everything, what will we do then? Fourth Brother, you're not like me, just a nobody from Crimson Gate."
"Qi Mo" squinted his eyes and focused on "Qi Che's" face, "That makes sense."
Just as "Qi Che" was about to smile because his Fourth Brother finally listened to him, he suddenly had a pill shoved into his mouth. Before he could react, the pill had already rolled down into his stomach.
He tried to cough it back up but failed. With tears welling up in his eyes, he said, "Fourth Brother, you wouldn't..."
"Qi Mo" calmly nodded, "Mm."
"I'm still your biological brother... How could you!! How could you..." "Qi Che" pointed an accusing finger at "Qi Mo," while using his other hand to touch his throat. His watery eyes looked utterly pitiful.
"Not exactly a biological brother; at most, we share the same father but have different mothers." "Qi Mo" tossed this remark over his shoulder as he walked ahead without looking back.
Qi Che covered his throat, reached out to poke the air, paused for half a second, and then shouted, "Fourth Brother! You finally came out! You finally came out—!! You old fox—! Old fox—!" He spread his legs and ran towards the white figure ahead.
The two figures, one white and one blue, appeared from a distance. Although they were walking in their normal postures, there was nothing unusual from afar. However, upon closer inspection, it became evident that their speed had surpassed that of an ordinary person.
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After they left, a figure appeared in the originally quiet forest, wearing a flamboyant red robe, with three thousand strands of hair casually tied with a hair tie, dancing in the wind.
"It’s only been a month since I left you; how did you end up at the Nunnery?" A seductive hoarse voice stretched through the air. Ji Yu supported her forehead with one hand, her enchanting brows showing a hint of fatigue: "You really don’t make things easy."
With a flash of red, the figure that had appeared in the forest now stood at the foot of the mountain. Looking up at the misty mountainside, he exhaled and smiled: "I’m still a bit excited to see Senior Brother Mian again."
Currently, Su Peijiu was sitting cross-legged in Duan Nian's room, deep in meditation for two hours.
She secretly opened her eyes to look at Master Duannian, observing her serene expression. Frowning slightly, she pinched her leg and was just about to change her position when she heard her master speak: "Release..."
Su Peijiu was startled and quickly looked at her master's face but saw that she still had her eyes closed. Relieved, she held her breath and replied: "It’s Master."
"Do you know why Buddhists avoid the Seven Emotions and Six Desires?"
Su Peijiu thought for a moment and then answered: "Because Buddhism emphasizes purity; being too entangled with the Seven Emotions and Six Desires leads to losing that purity. Without purity, one cannot cultivate Buddhist teachings."
Duan Nian nodded: "You have some reasoning there, but it’s not quite the answer I’m looking for."
"Please enlighten me, Master."
Duan Nian slowly opened her eyes and looked at Su Peijiu. In that moment, Su Peijiu felt as if she were seeing the Buddha sitting before her, radiating a peaceful soft light that was incredibly comforting.
"In this world, all conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows; like dew or lightning; they should be viewed as such. In my opinion, Buddhism's avoidance of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires is a form of escapism. The true Buddha must go through the Seven Emotions and Six Desires rather than staying within this temple all day reciting scriptures and praying for the day when they can ride a crane to attain enlightenment." She looked at Su Peijiu, her voice gentle: "Do you understand what I mean?"
Su Peijiu was completely stunned by her master's thoughts. She moved her lips and forced a smile, "Does the Abbotess know about this idea?"
Duan Nian chuckled lightly, "My thoughts do not align with the current Buddhism, but one day all Buddhists will understand that the tranquility after all sails have passed is the final gate to the path of seeking Buddha..." She gazed into the distance at the rising fragrant blue smoke, "However, the process of reaching 'After All Sails Have Passed' is extremely painful, and not everyone can persevere until the end."
"Master must have gone through a lot to have such insights."
Duan Nian pressed her lips together, said nothing, and simply smiled as she withdrew her gaze to look at her disciple again. "Do you know why I chose you as my disciple?"
Su Peijiu's mind went blank for a moment. "At that time, it seemed like Master let Release choose a disciple."
"At that time, besides me, only the Abbotess was qualified to be your master. Does Release still not understand?"
Su Peijiu's mouth twitched; how was she supposed to know that Buddhists had so many convoluted thoughts? She walked in and saw Duan Nian at first glance, so it was only natural that she became her disciple. She wondered why her Master was so happy; it turned out it was like this.
"Release, among the Seven Emotions and Six Desires, I warn you about only one thing."
"Master, please."
"Among the Seven Emotions, love must not be stirred; among the Six Desires, killing must not be touched... You must remember!"
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