Chapter 95 Extra (Three) Dajing's Old Affairs

It's chilly in spring.
Before Xuanqing left Dajing, Bai Jinglun invited Xuanqing to have a drink. Xuanqing substituted tea for wine, watching Bai Jinglun drink one cup after another, using alcohol to drown his sorrows.
Xuanqing did not offer any words of comfort, but lowered his head and watched a little bug crawling slowly on his desk. He gently tapped with his finger, blocking its path. Startled, the bug scurried in all directions in panic. Xuanqing curved the corners of his lips, lightly pressing down on its wings and let it crawl onto his finger. With a casual flick, the bug waved its wings and flew away to another place.
他玩的饶有兴趣，仿佛没有注意到坐在白经纶身侧的白天瑞，对着他投来了满含深意的目光。
“我以为不争,便会无事。”白经纶喝多了，话比平日里多了些,他眯着眼睛,透出的气势莫名的和当今圣上有几分相似，他说，“真是烦人。”
Emperors are often very affectionate and naturally prefer to have as many offspring as possible. Just for Bai Jinglun, he has six or seven sisters, and there are more than twenty brothers. Some of the princes and princesses are born to palace maids, and their names are not all remembered.
More children, more blessings. For emperors, this should be a good thing, but it's a pity for their children.
Bai Jinglun said, Xuanqing just listened, with a smile in his eyes, silently like a Buddha statue, listening to the troubles of his followers in their daily lives.
But how could the Buddha comfort his believers?
"When will Master Xuanqing leave?" Bai Tianrui asked suddenly.
"I will be leaving in a few days," Xuanqing said, "let's wait for the rain to subside a little."
During the day, Rui looked outside and saw the continuous spring rain. The sun had not appeared for several days. Normally, he would complain about it, but today, after hearing Xuanqing's response, he actually hoped that the spring rain would continue like this.
Three people were drinking and chatting, but the atmosphere was not lively. Xuan Qing rarely spoke, Bai Tianrui also had worries during the day, so only Bai Jinglun occasionally whispered. A banquet that should have been lively was somehow filled with loneliness.
When the sun began to set, Bai Jinglun fell asleep on the table due to excessive drinking. It was then that Xuan Qing stood up and bid farewell, saying he intended to return and rest.
"Master Xuan Qing," Bai Tianrui called out to him.
Xuan Qing turned around.
"Have you had good friends before?" Bai Tianrui asked.
"Of course I have," Xuan Qing answered with a smile.
Bai Tianrui said, "What kind of person was he?"
Xuan Qing pondered for a moment and said, "What kind of person... if I had to say, it would probably be someone who cares about the world."
Bai Tianrui asked, "And what about you?"
Xuan Qing replied, "Me?"
In the daytime, Rui asked him, "Are you also concerned about the world?"
Xuanqing blinked and shook his head, saying seriously, "The world is so big, how can a monk like me hold it together."
"What is in your heart?" Bai Tianrui asked during the day, his eyes fixed firmly on Bai Tianrui.
Xuan Qing blinked and smiled again, saying gently, "In a monk's heart, naturally there is the Buddha." With that, he turned around without looking back.
During the day, Bairui finished the wine in his cup and looked over at his brother, who was drunk beside him, suddenly feeling a bit cold.
This spring seems colder than previous years...
Not knowing if it was Bai Tianrui's thoughts affecting him, the rain actually continued for three or four days before stopping.
A maid complained that if the rain continues, people will start to mold. Rui listened to her words during the day, holding the tea cup with his fingers and taking a sip of hot tea.
"Why don't you go and take a look?" Bai Jinglun happened to come in from outside and saw his bored younger brother. "He is leaving."
During the day, Rui Dao said, "Just go, it's none of my business." Although he said that, he still got up and grabbed the oil paper umbrella next to him, and hurriedly went out.
Bai Jinglun sighed helplessly when he saw the situation.
Xuan Qing had already put on his hat and was walking towards the Wang family's residence. When he reached the entrance, he saw Bai Tianrui holding an umbrella.
Bai Tianrui gasped for breath and questioned him, "Didn't you say we should wait until it stops raining before leaving?"
Xuan Qingdao: "I wonder when this rain will stop."
Ba Tianrui frowned.
Xuan Qingdao: "I still have some things to do. If I continue to delay, it won't be good."
Ba Tianrui seemed a bit anxious, he tightly held onto the umbrella handle, gritted his teeth and said, "Then you go."
Xuan Qing clasped his hands together and bowed to him, then leisurely walked out of the mansion's gate, heading towards the distance. Behind him faintly came a soft sound, as if the ill-tempered young man had thrown his oiled paper umbrella to the ground and stomped on it fiercely a few times.
Ah, after all, he is still a child, Xuanqing thought, now his clothes will be wet by the rain again.
Just how high is Xuanqing's cultivation level? Even Bai Tianrui, who later reached the eighth realm cultivation level, couldn't discern much. He only sensed from his conversation with Xuanqing that this monk was not from the same dynasty as himself. Xuanqing even knew quite a bit about the Heavenly Sovereign.
However, just like his cultivation, Xuanqing comes and goes without a trace, only Bai Jinglun can find him. In the end, Xuanqing's connection with their Bai family is only the gold ingot he carries in his arms, but the gold was inserted by Bai Jinglun, so what does it have to do with Bai Tianrui?
During the daytime, Bai Tianrui is extremely jealous but helpless.
In the past decade or so, Xuan Qing has rarely visited Da Jing, but every time he does, he looks exactly the same. No matter how Bai Tianrui provokes him, he never gets angry. Bai Tianrui eventually grew tired, and he finally realized that Xuan Qing's heart really only belongs to that Buddha master.
If Xuanqing treated everyone like this, then Bai Tianrui would have accepted his fate. But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was someone special in Xuanqing's eyes.
林如翡，这个名字对于白天瑞而言，是陌生的，虽然昆仑林家在江湖上很有名气，但林如翡这个名字，他从未听过。
But it is such a person who caught Xuanqing's attention.
The fourth son of the Lin family, Lin Rufei, has been weak and sickly since childhood and has never even set foot in Kunlun. Now, he has been assigned by the Lin family to come and deliver an invitation card to the Swordsmanship Conference. Bai Tianrui read these messages over and over again but couldn't find anything special in them.
Lin Rufei had also seen him, but he was just a handsome and weak young man, with even weaker cultivation than he did. How could such a person catch Xuanqing's attention? Bai Tianrui couldn't understand and in his frustration crumpled all the wine cups and papers in front of him, throwing them to the ground.
"Xuanqing, you really know how to deceive people, monk." Bai Tianrui sneered, "Do you really have the Buddha in your heart?" He reached out and took the jacket, then left the room with a gloomy expression.
The maid by the side, upon seeing such a scene, dared not come out. The current Baitianrui is no longer a prince but a crown prince. With the growth of his swordsmanship and his fierce temper, it can be said that within the entire Dajing, there are few who dare to provoke him. Not to mention his formidable sword skills, just the fact that Baitianrui has become the emperor's brother is enough to shut everyone up.
In recent days, there have been some accidents in Dajing. The prince and princess narrowly escaped being killed, causing panic among the people of Dajing. It was not until Master Xuanqing arrived that the culprit was captured. The curfew in the imperial city was finally lifted. In theory, this should have been a good thing, but looking at the murderous look on Bairi's face during the day, it seemed as if he had seen his father's murderer...
The sky was already dark at this time, and the bustling imperial city streets, which had just ended the curfew, were full of prosperity.
In the daytime, Rui saw the person she was looking for in the crowd. Xuan Qing had a smile on his face, talking to the young master next to him. The two of them were in harmony, with tenderness in their eyes and brows that he had never seen before.
During the day, Rui looked at Xuanqing from a distance, almost grinding his teeth.
Xuanqing was looking at Lin Rufei sideways, who was picking small objects with her head down, when her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Before he could react, he was dragged out of the crowd and into a nearby alley.
"White Young Master?" Xuanqing was surprised.
Bai Tianrui glared at him angrily.
Xuanqing looked puzzled and said, "White Young Master, have you been drinking?" He could smell the strong scent of alcohol on Bai Tianrui's body.
"What difference does it make if I drink? I won't get drunk!" Bai Tianrui said during the day.
Xuanqing said, "It would be best to drink less of this wine."
"Shut up!" Bai Tianrui said, "Who is he? Why are you so nice to him? Didn't you say that you only have the Buddha in your heart? How long has this handsome young man been here? Why does he get your favor?"
Xuan Qing looked completely innocent and said, "Young Master Bai? What do you mean?"
Bai Tianrui gritted his teeth and said, "Stop pretending --"
Xuan Qing thought he must be drunk, feeling helpless by his behavior. He then stuffed a sugar figure that he had just bought into Bai Tianrui's mouth, trying to pacify him like a child, saying that if he ate the candy, he wouldn't make a scene anymore.
During the day, Rui bit on the candy, but smiled bitterly and said, "Xuanqing turns out to be sweet. I thought... you should be bitter."
Xuanqing said, "Indeed, monk is bitter."
During the day, Ruirui said, "Yeah, there won't be a monk in the world who is more bitter than you."
Xuanqing forced a wry smile.
However, before he could say anything, Ruirui swallowed the candy in his mouth, leaned down, and fiercely covered his lips.
This action came too suddenly, even Xuanqing did not react in time. He felt the ice-cold and soft lips of Baitian Rui, with a touch of alcohol and a childish stubbornness.
Xuanqing pushed him away and Baitian Rui took a few steps back. He greedily stared at Xuanqing and said, "Monk, do you like the taste of wine?"
Xuanqing frowned at him, as if he were looking at a mischievous child.
Baitianrui exclaimed angrily, "Don't look at me like that, I am not a child!!!"
Xuanqing sighed, "You're drunk." He took a few steps back slowly and whispered, "Lord Bai, in my eyes, you will always be just a child." Although Baitianrui's behavior was offensive, Xuanqing wondered if he was really just upset about not being able to have a child. With a compassionate tone in his expression, he didn't expect that his compassion would hurt Baitianrui deeply.
Xuan Qing stepped aside and left the alley, leaving Bai Tianrui standing in place in a disheveled state, with a corner of his lips still stained with glistening crumbs of sugar.
A hundred years have passed, and the Heavenly Sovereign is no longer the Heavenly Sovereign, but Xuan Qing remains Xuan Qing. Time has changed drastically, whether it be Bai Jinglun or Bai Tianrui, in his eyes, they are nothing but newborn juniors.
Xuanqing won't take it seriously, and hopes that he won't take it seriously either.
But now, it seems that this hope is destined not to be realized.
Xuanqing returned to the inn and used his fingers to wipe away the traces on his lips, with wine, sugar, and the warmth left by Ruirui during the day.
This heat is unfamiliar, but it doesn't make people hate it. Xuan Qing lowered his eyes, folded his hands together, and looked at the lights outside the window, saying without sorrow or joy, "Amitabha."
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