Kenzukaji Ashram.

Four monks sat cross-legged on the Buddha couch, three of them were solemn and extremely quiet, and the other monk was still wearing a thin Buddha robe full of tattered oil stains until early winter, with layers of mud on his bare skin and a dirty wine gourd in his hand, lying on his side on the Buddha couch, drowsy.

The sloppy monk is naturally a drunken monk Ji Rong, and the one who lives in the right seat is the abbot of Xuanci of the Sword Mound Temple who has been tortured by Ji Rong these days, the monk Ding Yi and the Qinglong monk sit left and right, the stove is surging, the copper kettle on the stove is boiling, and the abbot of Xuanci holds the copper kettle for the celadon bowl lid on the table and slowly injects boiling water.

The sword mound temple is built according to the mountain, every spring and autumn two seasons or so, the mountain wild tea is clustered, wild tea, born between heaven and earth, the aura of heaven and earth, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. There are rivers in the tea, and mountains in the tea. A pot of tea in hand, such as the unity of heaven and man, such as the sun and the moon, such as holding thousands of mountains and rivers, so many Qingliu scholars do not hesitate to spend a lot of money just to get some good wild tea, has been full of desire. There are also literati who are immersed in the tea ceremony, and they say that they leave the text and ink 'the eight extremes of the magic is wine, and the four directions of thinking are tea. Good wine can be a chivalrous guest, and a tea lover is a hermit. 'To set off the ethereal tea and those self-confident and noble transparent aspirations.

In the temple, the novice will go to pick the young leaves on the branches in his spare time on weekdays, take advantage of the bud and leaves to first develop three kneading and three twisting, the wild tea leaves are leathery and thick, not easy to knead into a rope, after several times the unique fishy smell in the wild camellia is stimulated by most of them, at this time the slight fire to fry the green boiled and kneaded and trimmed the mushroom can make the tea quickly wither, abandon the tea on the muffled to leave the essence of it, compared with the tea garden intensively cultivated out of the tea, the wild tea tea flavor is thick and the aroma is more sufficient.

The tea silk washed by boiling water stretches and rotates in the clear and turquoise tea soup, slowly sinks, rises and sinks again, rises and falls, and the buds and shadows are shining with each other. The branches and leaves sink into the bottom of the cup, like the tip of the pen standing upright, the flying of the crane, although the bottom of the cup is mottled more, but it does not hinder the tea fragrance rippling out.

The Qinglong monk pinched the celadon bowl lid and sniffed the tea fragrance scattered outside, and took a sip gently, the seemingly soothing tea fragrance was extremely fierce, the tea fragrance entered from the mouth and nose, entered the hall, and filled the entire mouth in a few circulations, slowly rising, down the throat, a stream of warmth flowed into the abdomen, and the Qinglong monk smacked the tea fragrance that had not dissipated in his mouth and nodded slowly.

Zhang Dingyi, the King Kong monk in the mouth of the world, is not so elegant, there is still fire in his eyes, staring at the light yellow tea soup in front of him.

The drunken monk Ji Rong doesn't like the bullshit artistic conception rendered by the pen tips of these literati, no matter how good the tea leaves are for him, they are all illusory things, not as comfortable as the sip of spirits brewed by the old boy of the Xiang family, the sloppy monk ignored the tea bowl in front of him, and asked sleepily: "Then why did the Lama of the Western Regions come back with you." ”

Zhang Dingyi said slowly: "Master Hongyuan wanted to go to Longyan Temple to visit Abbot Huicong, and when he heard that there was a change in the sword mound, he followed. ”

Ji Rong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which monks from the Western Regions have always been at odds with Middle-earth Buddhism, and now they are sending their masters to visit Longyan Temple in person?"

Zhang Ding's anger finally dissipated in his eyes, and he sighed a little in his words: "At the beginning of autumn this year, when the pilgrim sent Taishi Lu Hongchang to visit Kuchan Mountain in person, he passed on the order of the Son of Heaven, and wanted to lure Kuchan Mountain to settle in Zhongzhou, and set up a Buddhist punishment department outside the six departments, which is the same height as the six departments, and is in charge of the monks in the world. ”

The drunken monk Ji Rong scoffed at this, and said disdainfully: "Buddha Punishment Division? ”

"This Tang family of heaven acted vigorously and resolutely, and the border war was not extinguished, so he couldn't help but start like a martial arts, using the believers in China as bait to lead Tibetan Buddhism into the Central Plains, and using Kuchan Mountain to balance Longyan Temple and other Middle Earth Liberation Gates, and directly appointed Sheng Ran as a respect. In some days, I am afraid that the Daomen will not be able to live in peace. The Qinglong monk said slowly, the Qinglong monk's legal name is Huineng, the Qinglong Zen staff in his hand weighs 100 catties, he is a hidden monk of Longyan Temple, 20 years ago he was born to kill the demon of the light city, and 20 years later he was born because of the magic sword of the light city.

Ji Rong squinted and said: "Although Wudang Mountain has been dominant for three hundred years, but those bull-nosed old Taoists are quiet, and they don't care if they are Taoist ancestors, then Zhengtianguan is different, if Zhengtianguan takes advantage of the situation, this martial arts is completely windy, and this Tang Tianzi wants to learn from the first emperor seven hundred years ago." ”

The history books record that seven hundred years ago, the first emperor unified the six countries, relying on 700,000 iron cavalry battle arrays, and the iron hooves were invincible, and there were 30,000 Jiangyun martial arts troops, which started as the seventh order, and the Qianyun martial god Bai Nuo Guiyuan Realm took the lead in urging the enemy to slaughter the city, and dozens of Zhenling Realm and Guiyuan Realm generals swept the six countries.

In thirty years, it took 30 years to integrate the disobedient people of the six countries, and in addition to the yamen in various places, the Qin sent the martial god Bai Nuo to establish the Yasukuni Army on the basis of the Jiangyun Martial Army to deal with the warriors in the rivers and lakes.

After the first emperor, the Yasukuo army spread for 700 years, died in the hands of Emperor Hui of the Tang Dynasty in the old calendar, the first emperor Zhedi reorganized the army after ascending the throne, with the intention of building the Jingguo army, but the national strength is not as good as before, naturally there is no large number of Jianghu warriors willing to be limited by the imperial court to win fame, and catch up with the border beacon fire, Emperor Zhe will be the only remaining Yasukuni warriors in the border towns, it took 32 years to recuperate in the Jingping territory, now the Tang Zheng Emperor has been fighting for 15 years, and his subordinates have secretly recruited more than 10,000 Jianghu warriors, and there are many Jianghu sects greedy for power and wealth, and they are eager for the dynasty。

Zhang Dingyi shook his head and said: "The imperial court has been afraid of the martial artists of the rivers and lakes for a long time, and no matter who sits on the dragon chair piled up with corpses and bones, it is like a thorn in the back. ”

Ji Rong nodded and said: " Let's just say which idle fart warriors have returned to the ten Tianxuan songs, Zhao Wenyang's old boy has thousands of slaves in Sanssouci Fang, among which there are many masters of the big realm who obey him for which cheats in the Futu Tower, You Fenglou's little girl of the Sheng family is also a lot of people, which crazy swordsmen in Jinyang Villa, known as the richest in the world, the Song family's God of Wealth 10,000 slaves, and some Jianghu sects, a total of 10,000 people, these are the backbone of the Jianghu martial arts, if tens of thousands of cultivators are concentric in the Jianghu Jianghu martial arts, I am afraid that it will be half a year to point to Taihe City, and no one can sit still。 ”

The abbot of Xuanci of the Sword Mound Temple added some boiling water to the Zen Master Huineng, nodded and said: "Fortunately, the rivers and lakes are also constantly disputed, and it is not possible to reach the point of the concentricity of the warriors, and it is good to clean up the rivers and lakes. ”

The crazy monk Jirong is rarely serious, and said: "It's okay to clean up, if you take this opportunity to eradicate the forces of the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid that some people will not accept it, this Tang Tianzi is stirring up martial arts infighting, while secretly arranging camps, if it really comes to the day of the big day, I am afraid that he will not want to reproduce the turmoil in the world during the period of Emperor Hui, and want to reduce the martial arts of the rivers and lakes once and for all." ”

The three monks looked at the drunken monk who was famous for his madness and frolic, and smiled so formally.

"Abbot, Lord Zhao is here from the Linzhou Festival, please meet you in the front hall. Outside the door of the quiet room, Xiao Sha Ye Neng said slowly.

Abbot Xuanci sighed slightly and said, "Come for the light city." ”

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In the front hall of the Sword Mound Temple, the Linzhou Festival made Zhao Yan wear the regimental leader's official uniform, the chest complement the blue pigment bottom with gold thread silk seawater Jiangya flower splendor, cotton brocade colorful brocade chicken jumped on it, wearing the bottom and covering the knees, wearing white gauze single clothes, feet on white socks and black shoes, the waist across the gold belt that can only be worn by officials above the third grade, wearing ribbons scattered on both sides, wearing the six-beam crown leather belt ribbon ring rhinoceros that can only be worn by the second-grade members, the yellow, green, red and purple under the crown are woven into a cloud and phoenix four-color flower brocade ribbon, and the two jade ribbon rings of green wire mesh are knotted, sitting in the front hall with a solemn face.

After a little bit of Lian Tianlu should have gone along, the rough warriors didn't like to talk to those Jianghu monks, and said that they didn't come to anything, only the festival made Zhao Ji go alone with holy will, these days he hurried to deliver the sword mound temple attack to the imperial capital Taihe City, Zhao Ji was ready for the wrath of the Son of Heaven, and placed the six Liang crown on the dragon book case of the Jiedu Yamen, waiting for the will of the demotion and punishment to move away from the Jiedu Yamen.

But who knew that the song was sent up for several days, there was no news from Taihe City, and the will of the inquiry was not given, and for a few days, he did not wait for the will but waited for the chief eunuch in the palace, and the chief eunuch in the palace rushed to Linzhou with a letter written by the saint himself, and handed it over to Zhao Ju, the envoy of the festival.

Zhao Zheng looked at the royal pen letter with tears in his eyes, in front of the chief eunuch in the direction of Taihe City, he kowtowed and thanked him, praised Ming Jun in his heart, the sword mound temple is in Linzhou, but if something happens, Zhao Ji will not escape the blame, but who knows that when the pilgrimage not only does not punish but also encourages in the letter, afterwards Zhao Ji ordered the housekeeper to send the letter back to his hometown in Yuanzhou overnight, and framed it in the ancestral mourning hall with sandalwood to repay the king's kindness.

Four famous monks of the world's Liberation Gate walked out of the back hall, Linzhou Jiedu made Zhao Ju get up and bow his hand, according to the normal Jiedu to make the official in charge of a state of the second grade is a feudal official in this mountain high emperor far away in Linzhou no one can afford him this ceremony, the release of the door or the Taoist gate, respect you you are an outsider, do not respect you you will be the same as the people of Linzhou, just cloth clothes flat, but Zhao Lord since childhood believe in Buddhism, for the monks born outside the world is extremely respectful, if the reckless man Lian Tianlu is here I am afraid that he has to be arrogant to the extreme.

"Lord Zhao. Abbot Xuanci saluted with one hand.

"Abbot Xuanci, Master Dingyi. Zhao Zhen was originally a scholar Qingru, and returned the salute to the two monks he knew, and said with a slight mover: "These two are?"

Qinglong monk Hui Neng saluted and said: "Longyan Temple, Hui Neng." ”

Zhao Jiu's eyes fell on the sloppy and dirty Ji Rong, although the scholar was born with a very high level of literacy, but in the face of the disgusting smell of the monk, he frowned slightly, the crazy monk Ji Rong looked contemptuous, naturally he didn't care about it, no matter who you are, how big an official position you are, what if the son of the Tang family is here? You worship grandpa, if you want grandpa to worship you, do your mother's dream of spring and autumn.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ci smiled and said, "This is the drunken monk Jirong Zen Master." ”

Zhao Yan looked cold, since he was a child, he naturally heard the name of the drunken monk who moved the north and south of the country, he loved to manage the injustices of the world, and loved the unkind people, and he re-applied a salute and said in a pious tone: "Master Jirong." ”

The mad monk Jirong snorted lightly, his face full of arrogance.

After these vulgar polite things, Zhao Yan opened his mouth and explained his intentions:

"Because the magic sword is lost, the holy order has reached the Yamen of Linzhou Jiedu, and some things are inconvenient to make the decree clear, so I am specially sent to tell you the monks. ”