The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 497 - 388. Love Letter to the Empress (6,000 words) _4

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"Are you saying that the Incarnation of the World Honored One has descended to the mortal world? In the Capital of Yu Country? But... isn't the World Honored One's Incarnation the Dharma King?"

"Of course not!" The old monk turned his head and glared at him,

"That's the ignorance of those who don't understand the Buddhist Law; how could you believe it? The Dharma King is merely a believer of the World Honored One, the earliest enlightened in the Human World, the reincarnation of that prophet who received the World Honored One's legacy... but he is not a god himself, much less an incarnation of a god."

Dan Che shrank his neck, knowing that once these topics were discussed, his master would ramble on spirituality,

"But if it's the 'Wisdom' of the World Honored One, why did it appear in the Capital of Yu Country? Is it because the Divine Dragon Temple is there? But clearly, our Zu Ting is the orthodoxy..."

The Holy Monk shook his head,

"I don't know either, I only saw that the Wisdom descended there in the spring of this year."

Dan Che curiously asked,

"How can one find the Wisdom?"

The Holy Monk said,

"When the Wisdom descends to the Human World, it will surely be extraordinary, like a blazing bonfire illuminating the night. Just seek out someone who emerged prominently in the Capital this year, and you will naturally find it."

Dan Che curiously asked again,

"And after finding them?"

The old monk's eyes suddenly sparkled with a fervent light, akin to a devout believer,

"Wisdom is the Incarnation of the Worldly Venerate, representing the will of the Worldly Venerate. As followers, we ought to follow him."

"And after following..."

"Shut up, play your chess, weren't you always determined to challenge the national player of Yu Country?"

"...Oh."

The young monk placed the last black piece, clearing his mind to enter the world of chess.

...

On the other side of the ruined temple,

The tall female warrior held the hot food, approaching Princess Wen Zhu, who was sitting by the bonfire, watching the snow fly outside the temple.

"Princess, please have your meal."

Princess Wen Zhu withdrew her gaze and smiled,

"You sit and eat too."

The female warrior did not refuse, she sat cross-legged on the ground, as she was not accustomed to using chopsticks, she ate her share with a spoon,

"Princess, in a few days, we should reach the Capital."

"Yes." Princess Wen Zhu, renowned in the Western Regions for her love for the people as though they were her children, was momentarily lost in thought, speaking softly,

"Three years ago, when the news of my brother, the Crown Prince, and Jian Wen's deaths reached me, I was dissuaded from returning, two years ago, when the news of Zhenguan ascending the throne reached me, I was bogged down by trivial matters and couldn't return, this year, I can finally go home for a visit."

After pausing, this princess, over the age of forty, sighed,

"But, the home is already cold and deserted."

The female warrior, puzzled,

"If so, why do you still want to go back?"

Princess Wen Zhu remained silent for a long time before shaking her head,

"I do not know either, but in the end, I wish to persuade Zhenguan. So many relatives have already died, there shouldn't be more deaths.

I have heard that Yunyang has already been placed under house arrest and locked up, seemingly because of a gigolo, she even attempted to reduce the feudal lords and move against other uncles. I worry... that Zhenguan has been bewitched by traitors and will do unwise things."

The female warrior said,

"A gigolo... means a male concubine? That man with the Zhao surname? I have heard that he, holding the sword of Yu Country's Ancestor, defeated Tianhai of the Divine Dragon Temple during the Buddhist Tao competition."

Princess Wen Zhu nodded, worried,

"This is my concern, how could an obscure gigolo wield the ancestral sword?

It must be Zhenguan secretly helping him... even for the sake of the Imperial Family, but bestowing the ancestral sword to be used by a gigolo, how indignant would the ancestors be if they knew in the afterlife?

With Zhenguan's nature, it should not be such a ridiculous act; I am afraid she has been beguiled by that traitor with the Zhao surname."

After pausing, she solemnly said,

"When I enter the Capital, I shall see for myself how this gigolo brings disaster to the nation."

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