The Heavens Begin with Dream of the Red Chamber

Chapter 86 Female Bodhisattva

But Xichun, after being placed under house arrest, had Master Zhan play the Xiren version of the APP in front of her every night, while she listened to books and watched movies at the same time, which annoyed her greatly, yet she could not get away from it.

With no other options left, she could only recite Buddhist scriptures silently over and over again, trying to calm herself down and avoid falling into the abyss of desire and ruining her innocence.

But as the number of times increased, Xichun was inevitably affected more and more deeply by the "spell". What she saw in her dreams every night gradually merged into the small movies she had seen before. As for the heroine, she was undoubtedly replaced by Xichun herself.

Many times, even in broad daylight, as soon as Xichun closed her eyes, she would often hear auditory hallucinations, and the words that Xiren had read would replay in her mind over and over again.

As soon as the "spell" sounds, the scenes from the short movie will naturally appear before your eyes.

This made Xichun even more restless and irritable, and the Buddhist scriptures she had read all the time seemed to be nonsense and had no effect at all.

She originally thought that she would never be able to resist Mr. Zhan's shameless methods and would fall into them sooner or later. But suddenly one night, Mr. Zhan did not come!
Without Master Zhan, Xiren naturally stopped studying and had no movies to watch.

She thought that Mr. Zhan would come again the next day, but for many days in a row, Mr. Zhan had not come.

Logically speaking, Xichun should be relieved, but for some reason, inexplicably, Xichun suddenly felt melancholy.

It’s like listening to books and watching movies on your phone every day, and then one day your phone is suddenly confiscated by your parents, and you feel particularly uncomfortable.

This house, which had been bustling for many days, suddenly seemed extremely deserted, making people feel extremely lonely and isolated, which was particularly unbearable.

Thinking about her since she was a child, this room has always been cold and deserted. She has no father, no mother, no relatives or friends. There have never been many guests, let alone a lively time.
If we ignore the content and people involved and only look at the situation at night, these days are the most lively and noisy time in her life.

Now that the bustling crowd was gone, she felt a little melancholy for no reason.

Finally, I am alone again!

What happened to Mr. Zhan? Why did he suddenly stop coming? Has he lost interest in her?
Xichun became inexplicably worried, but she couldn't open her mouth to ask, for fear of being misunderstood.

And the words in his mind seemed to be less suppressed. They popped up more frequently and showed no sign of stopping.

What you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night. Xichun changed her underwear more and more frequently. Xiren, who lived with her, knew it best and secretly told Mr. Zhan the news.

However, there were many women around Mr. Zhan. He just had a taste of Xiren at the beginning, so he stayed there happily for a few more days. But now he was very busy and had no time to go to her place to act in a short movie. So he just asked Xiren to continue reading to him, but he did not go there himself.

After receiving the order, Xiren began to read books at night with her red sleeves. However, this not only did not relieve Xichun's symptoms, but instead added fuel to the fire, making Xichun want more excitement.

That night, as night fell, Xichun finished washing up and prepared to rest.

According to the habit of these days, Xiren will start reading again in a while.

Xichun took off her clothes and lay in the bed with mixed feelings, waiting for Xiren's gentle voice to sound in her ears. She secretly swore in her heart that she would definitely control her hands this time and never do those shameful things again.

But who knew that all I could hear was the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and then I saw Xiren taking off her clothes, leaving only a pink silk bellyband, and she lifted the quilt and came in.

"Ah..." Xichun exclaimed, and hurriedly reached out to push Xiren out, frowning and shouting: "Get out quickly, that's your bed."

Xiren hugged her tightly, put her lips close to her ear, and whispered in a sweet voice:
"The master has ordered that the government has a lot of debts now, so we should save what we can. From now on, we will sleep in the same bed."

Xichun was so angry that her face turned red, and she cried out in shame:

"Your quilt is just there, what's there to save?"

Xiren smiled and said:
"If you don't wash unused quilts, you can save a laundry woman's wages. How can that not be saving money?"

Xichun knew that she was making excuses on purpose and she couldn't stop her, so she could only endure it. She immediately turned her back and moved to the side, ignoring her and letting her do whatever she wanted behind her.

Xiren reached out and took the erotic album again. She glanced at Xichun who was eavesdropping with her ears perked up, smiled gently, opened the album, placed it in front of Xichun, and said with a smile:
"What I read today is not the old one, but the latest edition of the picture album. It was specially made by the master for the fourth young lady, and the plot is particularly immersive."

Xichun covered her face with her hands, refusing to look down, but she only heard Xiren chuckle and recite in a moving voice:
"Since Xichun tasted meat, she became aroused and her heart was filled with agitation all day long. When Xiren saw this, she secretly..."

"Wait!" Xichun screamed, "What are you talking about? It's obviously Wan's sister-in-law, why are you involving me for no reason?"

Xiren laughed, stretched out her hand to grab Xichun's hand, and said with a smile:

"I've already told you that today's story is a new version, specially prepared for the Fourth Miss. If you don't believe me, just read it!"

Xichun's palm was pushed away by her and she turned her head away hastily, not daring to look. But Xiren was smiling and just pushed the picture album in front of Xichun.

Xichun was unable to dodge, and saw the neat words on the album out of the corner of her eye. It was exactly as Xiren had read. Of course, she also saw the exquisitely painted picture of a naked man and woman entangled together.

Because Xiren would be Master Rong's concubine sooner or later, many things in Ningguo Mansion were not hidden from her, so she knew a lot of things that ordinary maids could not access.

After witnessing the chaotic relationships within the mansion, Xiren had long lost her awe of this noble family, and no longer cared much about her former master. She only wanted to curry favor with Master Zhan, the real master of the mansion.

Now seeing that Xichun was obviously also a womanizing woman but acted like a chaste woman, he looked down on her in his heart and just wanted to watch her show, so he came forward with a smile and provided Xichun with a full range of viewing experience.

Xichun struggled hard, but she was not as strong as Xiren, who worked often. She was also disturbed by various signals, and often felt involved without realizing it, and immersed in this new version of the story.

This story is the painstaking work of Mr. Zhan. It is detailed and varied. Coupled with Xiren's film-winning performance, Xichun was soon obsessed with it. In a trance, she seemed to have come to the Western Paradise and met the Happy Buddha.

When Xiren saw this, she chuckled and leaned over to whisper:
"Fourth Miss, are you satisfied with the service I have given you?"

Xichun was still in the Paradise listening to the Buddha preaching at this time, so how could she answer?
Xiren smiled and got up, changed the bedding, then fell asleep with her arms around Xichun.

On the second day, Xiren helped Xichun bathe and dress herself, and inevitably she touched her physically. Xichun had no way of refusing, so she had to endure it with a blushing face.

For many days afterwards, Xiren came to serve Xichun every time, but she often stopped at the critical moment, just like the broken chapter in a novel, leaving Xichun in a dilemma. But Xichun was too embarrassed to speak up, so she had to endure it and relieve herself after Xiren fell asleep in the dead of night.

That night, Xichun lay obediently in bed again, waiting for Xiren to come over and play the movie APP, but this time Xiren changed her tricks.

She opened the special edition album, placed it in front of Xichun, and said with a smile:
"The master said that if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will become clear. It is useless to just listen to it."

"So, from tonight on, the task of studying will be handed over to you, Fourth Miss."

"Come on, you read and I'll listen."

Xichun was stunned at first, then she was extremely embarrassed and angry. She waved her hand and threw the album away, her face flushed and her neck stiffened as she shouted:

"Don't you dare insult me!"

"I am a pure and innocent girl, not like you who is so fickle!"

"You can read it if you want, or not if you don't want, but don't even think of asking me to read this crap!"

After hearing this, the smile on Xiren's face disappeared immediately, and she sneered:

"What a pure and innocent girl, but I wonder what happened to the sheets these mornings?"

"Could it be that a baby wet the bed?"

"I sleep in the same bed with you, and you think I am asleep and don't know about your little movements?"

"I don't want to say anything to you, I just want to save your face!"

"I used to serve you, but from now on, you will serve me!"

Xichun's face suddenly turned red, and she stammered twice, but couldn't say anything to refute.

Seeing that she was so tactless, Xiren raised her eyebrows again and put pressure on her again.

"It has come to this, and you still think you are the Fourth Miss!"

"Although the news of your affair with some unknown man in the West Mansion has not been widely spread, the masters of various families have already known about it."

"Now, the two houses have already expelled you, a bitch, from the clan. It's just that you haven't been allowed to leave because of the family's face."

"To be frank, the term 'fickle' is more suitable for you!"

After hearing this, Xichun's face turned pale, her body began to tremble, and she said in a trembling voice: "I am innocent! You are all making it up!"

"Who knows?" Xiren sneered with a curl of her lips.

"The two governments have already treated you as if you don't exist. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be confined in this small courtyard for the rest of your life, living an unclear life with no identity and no future."

"And I, who you look down upon, will most likely become Master Rong's concubine, and I don't know how many times happier I will live than you!"

"Of course. Since you always want to keep to yourself, you don't have to worry about what others think of you."

"Don't worry, even if you are nameless and without status, you can still have enough food and clothing and live a long life."

After hearing this, Xichun became more desperate. She thought that living a hundred years like being in prison would be worse than dying early.

Seeing Xichun's face turn pale, Xiren whispered in her ear again, threateningly:
"Now, your future fate is in the hands of Master Zhan. If you are unwilling to end up like this, then don't even think about going against Master Zhan's wishes."

"As long as you are obedient, Master Zhan can make you infamous, and naturally he can also clear your name, and even make you the fourth young lady again, which is not impossible!"

"As long as you...be good and listen!"

Xichun was in a daze for a long while, but it did not go as Xiren wished. Instead, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Then she closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and began to recite scriptures.

After this incident, she became even more disillusioned with the world!

"hiss……"

When Xiren saw this, she realized that she had messed up the job!

What should I do?
She hurried forward to threaten and bribe again, but no matter what she said this time, Xichun just recited the scriptures and turned a deaf ear to her.

Xiren had no choice but to add to the ante and spit out the scripture again, branding it on Xichun's body.

But this time, Xichun seemed determined to convert to Buddhism. Even though she was so stimulated by Xiren, she still behaved like an enlightened monk. Her pretty face was as holy as Buddha, and seemed to emit a crystal clear glow.

He is strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills.

Xichun learned the art of submitting to fate without any instruction. No matter what Xiren did, she never objected, refused, or cooperated.

Xiren had no choice but to report the situation to Master Zhan. After Master Zhan heard the situation, he came over to take a look and found that Xichun was indeed in a special state, as if she was schizophrenic.

During the day, she was normal. She ate, read, and chanted sutras. When others talked to her, she was still as cold and indifferent as before, just like an ordinary person, with no difference.

Master Zhan had tried it before. If he dared to touch Xichun during the day, she would scold him or even beat him. But at night, he could manipulate Xichun in any way she wanted.

"Tsk!" Master Zhan couldn't help but scratch his head, "This won't work!"

"It's too rigid during the day and too casual at night. It would be nice if we could balance it out."

However, Mr. Zhan has never been a psychologist, so he doesn't know how to deal with Xichun's condition.

Mr. Zhan thought about it carefully and decided that this mental illness needs to be treated with mental medicine, and most of those who know how to work as part-time psychologists these days are charlatans. In other words, given Xichun's current condition, she needs to find a master who is well versed in Buddhism... Ni?

Hmm... if you think about it this way, maybe Miaoyu should be able to do it?
I remember that Miaoyu could use the spirit writing technique to summon gods. She should be considered an expert, right?

By the way, when did Miaoyu come to Beijing?

She seemed to know Xing Xiuyan, so she went back to ask her aunt where she lived and whether she could be abducted here.

After Zhan Ershisi made up his mind, he asked Xiren to continue using the magic of the sky to disrupt the practice of Xichun, the female Bodhisattva, every night, while he turned back to find Xing Xiuyan.

When Xiu Yan heard that her master actually asked about Miaoyu, she couldn't help but feel strange.

"How did you know the name of Miaoyu?"

Master Zhan said vaguely:

"A man named Cao Xueqin mentioned it to me. He said he had seen him in Suzhou. He was well versed in Buddhism and was also good at using spirit writing to summon spirits."

"I remember that you grew up in Suzhou, so I asked you a question."

Xiu Yan smiled and said:
"You are asking the wrong person, sir."

"I have indeed known Miaoyu and we have lived together for ten years, but Miaoyu has a wild and eccentric temper and is out of touch with the times. Most people are not worthy of her attention."

"She was not welcomed at Panxiang Temple that day, and later followed her master. She has never had any correspondence with me again, and I don't know where she is now."

Mr. Zhan had no choice but to send someone to check at the Muni Temple outside the west gate as mentioned in the book to see if she had arrived. He then put the matter aside and went about his own business.

This year, there have been many droughts and floods in various places, causing refugees to roam everywhere in search of food, resulting in the rise of bandits and the collapse of public security.

Even the village set up by Master Zhan in a secluded place outside the city has recently attracted many people with their families to come and seek refuge in the mountains. As long as they are given food, they will do anything.

Originally, Master Zhan had transferred a large number of manpower to Beijing, and the manpower in the mountain stronghold was becoming increasingly scarce, so he took this opportunity to recruit another batch of people. Although they had never experienced major events together and could not be fully trusted, there was no problem in using them.

In the capital, although the Jockey Club has not yet been built, many things have already begun to take shape.

The area of ​​several kilometers in radius required workers to level the ground, build the racecourse, viewing stands, and various pavilions, all of which required a large amount of manpower.

Those refugees are the cheapest construction workers. As long as they are strong, willing to work hard and don't cause trouble, they can find a job at the Jockey Club to make a living.

If the refugees have a way to survive, they will naturally not cause chaos.

Those who can enter the construction site to work are basically young and strong. Even if others want to cause trouble, they are surrounded by a group of old, weak, women and children, and they can't make any waves.

This matter is what the emperor is most concerned about right now, so from Prince Zhongshun down, all the people, big and small, are keeping an eye on it all day long, for fear that something might go wrong.

Zhan Ershisi also became ruthless and asked Prince Zhongshun to set up a special inspection team and let Xue Pan lead the team to patrol the construction site every day. Anyone who dared to withhold the wages of the refugees would be severely punished without mercy.

Anyway, he was using the name of Prince Zhongshun, and the actual work was done by Xue Pan, so if anyone wanted to blame someone, they couldn't blame Master Zhan.

The fool Xue didn't care about all that. He only listened to Master Zhan and did whatever he was told to do. He was not afraid of offending anyone at all.

After killing many chickens in succession, the monkeys finally became obedient.

Meals are provided on the construction site, so without the managers deliberately withholding wages, the young and strong people can not only support themselves, but also support their families.

Mr. Zhan then organized a group of people to sell food and drinks, various tents, daily necessities, common medical medicines and other things at the construction site.

His business was different from those unscrupulous merchants who took the opportunity to raise prices. His prices were always affordable and his reputation was good, so naturally he was liked by the refugees, who were all willing to buy things from Zhan's Business.

In addition to providing free advertising for the Zhan Family Business, he also collected the wages that the refugees had just received, making a small profit, and in the process laundered the money he had obtained from kidnapping the Xue Family's manager.

Others were not fools. Seeing that the Zhan family made money, they secretly cursed him for breaking the rules, but they had no choice but to sell at a fair price.

Thanks to the intervention of Mr. Zhan, the prices of food and daily necessities finally did not skyrocket, and the refugees were able to survive longer.

But cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing his parents. Master Zhan's reputation became increasingly bad in the eyes of the old-time dignitaries such as the Four Kings and Eight Dukes.

Even in the eyes of many people in the current emperor's faction, they are quite dissatisfied with him.

The way Xue Pan offended people was just to offend the managers of each family, but the way Master Zhan offended people was to directly offend the masters behind the managers.

However, according to the Chinese rules, you only need to be responsible for the biggest one, and you don't need to pay any attention to others.

Although Master Zhan has many enemies, this makes the Emperor more satisfied.

This is a lone minister who is devoted to his country!
it is good!
The emperor became more and more interested in this small businessman, and sent people to the construction site to conduct various secret investigations and reports to him at any time.

Today's large construction sites are like a huge market, expanding outwards with the construction site as the core, with businesses everywhere. Further out, there are a large number of refugee families who set up tents and cook with small honeycomb coal stoves.

Every day, the young and strong went to work on the construction sites, while the old, weak, women and children found ways to do sewing and mending for others to supplement their family income.

As for those families without young and strong women, they can either remarry or do some half-open business or something, and still make a living.

As for the sneaky robberies, there were countless of them, but as long as no one was killed and it didn't happen under their noses, the patrolling yamen runners and constables would just pretend not to see anything.

The effect of work-for-relief has already become apparent, and some people in the court have already paid attention to this.

While the surrounding prefectures and counties were plagued by riots and bandits, the area around the capital was surprisingly peaceful. It was hard not to notice it.

But no one mentioned this matter, instead they all took all the credit for themselves.

The effective relief of disaster victims was due to the Ministry of Personnel's proper use of personnel and the Ministry of Revenue's sufficient and timely dispatch of resources.

Calming down price fluctuations is the achievement of the Chief Secretary.

Maintaining public security and stability is the credit of Shuntian Prefecture.

In short, the capital is so stable now, and it is all the result of the concerted efforts of the officials. It has nothing to do with the Jockey Club, even if the current emperor is behind it.

No matter how well a non-governmental organization like the Jockey Club performs, it is all because of the good leadership and good policies provided by the masters!
Similarly, you gentlemen have done a good job because the current emperor is wise!

This is the rule, all credit goes to the Lord.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a top-down exploitation system where everyone systematically takes the fruits of the bottom for themselves, and the one at the top gets the most.

Mr. Zhan understood this principle when he was in high school, but his mind was not on it. He did not care about these so-called merits, friendships and the like, and just continued to act according to his own plan.

Today he made a routine inspection, called Xue Pan and Yang Yougong over, asked them if there was anything they had difficulty deciding, and then he began to skip work again.

Yang Yougong hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

"Master, I just sent someone to inquire, and the Master Miaoyu you are looking for is not in the Muni Courtyard outside the west gate."

"We have also asked people in all the temples and monasteries around us, but none of them have a woman named Miaoyu who is a nun."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhan frowned and felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Yang Yougong asked tentatively:

"Master, do you want me to ask someone to go to Panxiang Temple in Suzhou?"

"Perhaps after Master Miaoyu left Panxiang Temple, she left some contact information with the people there. Who knows?"

Master Zhan thought about it carefully, shook his head and sighed:

"Forget it. Xiuyan and Miaoyu have known each other for ten years, but neither of them left any contact information. I think it is even more impossible for others to have it."

"I don't know how long it will take to go back and forth from Suzhou. Even if I get the contact information, it will take me several months to find and hire someone in another place. It's totally not worth it."

"Let's just wait for her to bump into us!"

"I think it's about time now."

"Besides, there is a Taoist nun here. There are many temples near the capital, and Miaoyu may not be the only one who is skilled. There is no need to insist on her. I will look for someone else."

After hearing this, Yang Yougong bowed and left without saying anything more.

After Mr. Zhan lowered his head and thought for a while, he decided to go find some familiar people in the circle to ask. It would be better than just working in isolation.

So Master Zhan mounted his horse, whipped the horse and headed straight for Tiekan Temple outside the city.

Before he traveled through time, he had never believed in gods or Buddhas, so he never went to temples to worship. After he traveled through time, he never went to temples to worship, but the reason had changed.

I used to be a firm believer in materialism, thinking that gods and Buddhas did not exist and that all kinds of monsters and demons would be smashed to pieces by the iron fist of materialism.

Now I firmly believe in the existence of gods and Buddhas, but I don’t believe that I will be blessed by them if I worship them. I always feel that this kind of worship is useless.

If you have that much time, you might as well give your own golden fingers more power!
The only time he had dealings with temples after traveling through time was at Brother Zhen’s funeral, where he also met many eminent monks and masters.

Those monks and Taoists knew that Master Zhan was generous, so they all tried to get close to him. Now that they needed them, they would surely be able to find the "enlightened nun" they needed by spending some money.

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