A Cutie Spoiled by Her Seven Uncles-Chapter 612: These Monks are Too Ridiculous
Chapter 612: Chapter 612: These Monks are Too Ridiculous
Prince Yan’s face turned instantly red. He never imagined that the Emperor would say such candid words to him.
"Your Majesty! I was wrong, please forgive me!"
Prince Yan, lying in his sickbed, made a move as if to rise and beg for mercy, but the Emperor pressed him back onto the bed.
"Don’t get up. You’re not to blame for your ignorance, just like when I was raiding the major Gambling Houses in the Capital City with Suisui."
"I also didn’t know that one of them was opened by you, Prince Yan!"
Prince Yan was rendered speechless. The Emperor had grown impatient with these old Ministers, and those who owned profitable Gambling Houses, raking in daily fortunes, were now his targets.
He couldn’t believe his own ignorance. Not only was he unaware, but he had also blindly walked into the line of fire!
Prince Yan felt he should find a hole to crawl into and die!
Full of remorse, Prince Yan stayed in the Palace for three consecutive days. Only then was he barely able to get out of bed and walk. The Emperor ordered servants to carry him back to Prince Yan’s Mansion.
「During these three days,」 Suisui spent most of her time in Qinxin Garden, comprehending the Mind-Reading Technique.
The rest of her time was spent watching a show.
The show she watched featured her second maternal uncle, Ji Youran, and her second maternal aunt, Huo Xing’Er.
Ji Youran had lost all his memories because his soul was injured during his misadventure in the Wangchuan River.
Upon waking up, he heard that Huo Xing’Er was his wife, so he became exceptionally clingy towards her.
He was almost wherever Huo Xing’Er was.
"Honey! It’s time to eat, let’s go back and eat!"
"Get lost! Who’s your honey? Stop spouting nonsense!"
"You are my wife. Mother said that you and I are a lawfully wedded couple, having paid respects to Heaven and Earth. We should eat together and sleep together."
"Your mother said, your mother said! If your mother told you to eat crap, would you go do it?"
While Suisui was meditating in her room, she could hear the argument between her second maternal aunt and second maternal uncle.
She couldn’t help but laugh softly. Xiaobai suddenly scampered to her feet, and she scooped him up.
"Xiaobai, actually, Second Uncle losing his memory isn’t necessarily a bad thing, is it?"
Xie Pan’Er came in carrying a bowl of Bird’s Nest and answered her question.
"The Old Madam said the same thing. The Second Young Master’s memory loss might, by a fortunate accident, bring about his marriage with the Second Madam!"
"Marriage? Pretty Sister, what is marriage?"
Xie Pan’Er’s face couldn’t help but turn red at this. "Marriage is when two people of similar age like each other, and then..."
She suddenly stopped. After all, Xie Pan’Er was just a young girl in her teens.
She simply couldn’t bring herself to say the rest with a straight face.
"Pretty Sister, why did you stop?
What is marriage?
Do you have a fated love?"
Xie Pan’Er suddenly flushed beet red. After putting down the bowl of Bird’s Nest, she covered her face with her hands and ran off.
This left Suisui utterly baffled.
Xiaobai fidgeted in her arms, its eyes full of disdain for Suisui.
Suisui understood the look in its eyes and couldn’t help but pat its little head.
"You dare to disdain me? Are you saying that even though I’ve become a child, my mind isn’t supposed to be like a child’s? What do you mean by that?"
Xiaobai bared its teeth at her, then scampered away.
「Three days passed.」
Qixia Temple, having learned from the previous experience where the attempt to take a disciple resulted in being struck by lightning, meant that this time, old Monk Liao Kong was much more low-key.
He, the Abbot, and Wangkong stood waiting at the entrance of Qixia Temple, with no one else around.
On Suisui’s side, not many people went either: Ji Youyuan and Ji Youze.
Huo Xing’Er and Zhu Xiuxiu—these four were Suisui’s standard entourage whenever she went out.
Of course, the completely amnesiac Ji Youran was also there.
The reason he insisted on tagging along was not because he particularly adored his precious niece; after his amnesia, Huo Xing’Er was number one in Ji Youran’s world.
"Amitabha! Benefactor Ji, what is the outcome?"
Upon seeing them disembark from the carriage, the Abbot was the first to speak.
Ji Youyuan didn’t reply but stepped aside, allowing Suisui to stand at the forefront.
Suisui looked at Liao Kong, her eyes fixed intently on his.
"Monk Liao Kong, right now you’re thinking:
The Buddhist Mind-Reading Technique is a supreme, unparalleled skill. You’ve spent your entire life yet have only glimpsed a fraction of its secrets. For a mere child like me to dream of learning it within three days is truly a fool’s fantasy!
"
As Suisui spoke, the expressions of Wangkong and the Abbot changed instantly. They dared not look at Liao Kong’s face, but their gazes were riveted on Suisui.
Suisui pointed at Wangkong.
"Just now, when you looked at me, you were thinking:
The Princess has truly learned the Mind-Reading Technique! This is too incredible! A child of only four and a half years old—can this be real? Now, Grandmaster-Uncle’s nose is going to be bent out of shape from anger!
"
Wangkong’s face turned pale. He could clearly feel Liao Kong’s piercing gaze fixed on him.
The Abbot couldn’t help but step forward. "Amitabha. Congratulations to Little Martial Aunt on her great advancement in this Cultivation Technique! For our Buddhist sect to have Little Martial Aunt is truly our sect’s great fortune!"
At the Abbot’s words, Ji Youyuan’s eyes narrowed, unconcealed anger on his face.
"Trying to forcibly label my Suisui as a Buddhist disciple? Your wishful thinking is misguided."
The Abbot, unmoved, debated with Ji Youyuan.
"Benefactor Ji, your words are mistaken. Even if Little Martial Aunt faced setbacks during the discipleship ceremony, it is a fact that she has learned our Buddhist Mind-Reading Technique. Benefactor Ji must also be aware that High Monks of Buddhism are rare in the Central Plains, but Buddhism flourishes greatly in the Western Regions. If the High Monks of the Western Regions learn that Little Martial Aunt has mastered our sect’s supreme Cultivation Technique but does not take refuge in our Buddha, they will undoubtedly come to the Central Plains to seek an explanation!"
When the Abbot said this, Ji Youyuan let out a cold laugh.
"Abbot, are you threatening me?"
Suisui chimed in from the side, delivering another blow,
"That’s right, Eldest Maternal Uncle! This old bald donkey of an Abbot is threatening you.
Right now, he’s thinking:
Since the Princess has already learned the Buddhist Mind-Reading Technique, I’ll just play shameless. By adding the threat of the Western Regions’ Buddhist sects, the Ji Family will have to reconsider. Even if they don’t let the Princess take tonsure, making her a lay disciple of Qixia Temple shouldn’t be difficult!
"
When Suisui said this, the cold, mocking smile on Ji Youyuan’s face grew even wider.
"So, this Sect Master was unaware that Qixia Temple also had a plan: if my Suisui couldn’t take tonsure, she could become a lay disciple, eh?
Truly an eye-opener for this Sect Master."
Ji Youyuan felt like laughing his head off. As far as he knew, from the moment Suisui’s abilities were revealed to Liao Kong and the others, they had been extremely aggressive, insisting on taking her as a disciple at all costs. Ji Youyuan was no fool. Being a lay disciple was just a nominal affiliation. And from the very beginning, Liao Kong and his group absolutely never intended for Suisui to become a mere lay disciple of Qixia Temple!
Chapter 612: These Monks are Too Ridiculous
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