"Director, I heard that the government sent someone to your school?"

Huang Yifan sent a message to Wu Shoujing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Uh, Mr. Fanchen, how do you know?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

"Well, well, there's some people sent here on the government's side. ”

Wu Shoujing nodded: "However, Mr. Fanchen, don't worry, our Yanda can withstand it." ”

In fact, Wu Shoujing was already a little unbearable, and the government put a lot of pressure on the school. It's just that Fan Chen is a master they have finally invited, and recently because of modern poetry, the academic ranking of the Chinese Department of Yan University has been further improved, how can they be embarrassed by Fan Chen. Besides, they actually didn't agree with the abbot of Yuntai Temple.

If it weren't for the state's great concern for these Buddhist sects, I am afraid that these institutions of higher learning would directly fight with them. However, in the end, although Yan Da's side has opinions on the statement of the abbot of Yuntai Mountain, he will not argue with them. It's just to resist the pressure and ignore it.

There is nothing the government can do about it. After all, it is the top university in the country, and the most you can do is send someone to ask about the situation. Could it be that you really arrested the professors of Yan University, or criticized the wrong writing of poems. If this is the case, then the whole country of China will be in chaos. Is there still freedom of speech, besides, the poem written by Mr. Fanchen is called a classic. If this is caught, the current government in hundreds of years will probably become a joke for future generations.

"It seems that it is not bad to find the backer of Yanda. ”

Seeing that Yan Da carried this matter down, Huang Yifan had a little good impression of Yan Da, and said with a smile.

This sentence flattered Wu Shoujing, and he was happy to be recognized by Mr. Fanchen. However, he still said with great modesty: "Mr. Fanchen is serious, I think, this is what we should do." ”

"Well, there's nothing to say, let's go. ”

Just communicated, and Huang Yifan fell off the line.

At this time, far away in the west of the Tibetan West Shrine, an old monk was holding a Buddhist scripture and looked at it.

This volume of Buddhist scriptures records the life of the sixth "Snow King" of the Tibetan West Shrine.

Legend has it that the sixth snowy king of the Tibetan West Shrine "Tangsang Wangbu" lived in the Tibetan West Shrine since he became a spirit child, and became the real king of the snowy region, ruling all the Buddhist gates in Western Tibet, and was called a god by all believers. It's just that the sixth Snow King doesn't like life in the Divine Palace, although the Sixth Snow King is talented and intelligent, and has comprehended many supreme Buddhist scriptures and secret scrolls in the Tibetan West Divine Palace, many times, the Sixth Snow King often dresses up as an ordinary man to meet some women on the streets of the market.

Because this secret story is too appalling, the Tibetan West Shrine never announces it to the public. It's just that this old monk has been looking through the Buddhist scriptures all year round, and only then did he find some experiences about the sixth Snow King in the Buddhist scriptures.

Nowadays, there is no real king of snow in this world. However, as the sixth king of the snow region, Tang Sang Wangbu died at the age of 25 because of his independent temperament. As for the reason for the immortal's death, it is not explained in the secret scroll. But the old monk guessed that he should have died in the political struggle within the church. However, this has been hundreds of years ago.

"Alas......"

Sighing, the old monk looked a little helpless.

Although he also had some feelings that the personality of the Sixth King of the Snowland was too unique, he admired it incomparably in his heart after reading through the scriptures and poetry collections of the Sixth King of the Snowland. However, he is inconvenient to say more about these secrets. Besides, it was hundreds of years ago, so what's the point of digging it up now and digging it out in detail?

At this moment, a small novice walked into the room.

"Master, the abbot of Yuntai Temple has sent you a letter, saying that he wants to ask you to issue a statement of condemnation against the poet Fanchen. ”

"Statement of condemnation?"

The old monk didn't know what his closed disciple was talking about, so he asked suspiciously.

"Master, you have been in retreat for more than a month recently, and you may not know it. Recently, a poet named Fan Chen wrote a few poems, and he wrote several love poems about our Buddhism in his capacity as a monk or in the guise of a monk. ”

"Oh, what's written, read it for me to hear?"

"Master, I don't dare to read these poems. ”

"If there is anything that we dare not read, we monks should have looked down on everything and read it to listen. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Receiving the old monk's answer, the little novice recited the first poem.

[The face of the lama I practiced,

cannot be manifested in the heart,

I didn't fix my lover's face,

but it is clearly reflected in the heart. ]

As soon as the little novice finished reading this poem, the old monk was stunned.

This poem reminded him of what he had just seen in the Buddhist scriptures, but the old monk didn't say anything, but commented: "This poet named Fanchen just made a comparison between practice and feelings, and there is no need to do so." ”

"Yes, Master, but the other one is too controversial for our Snowy Buddhists. ”

After that, the little novice continued to recite the second poem: "Living in the Potala Palace, I am the greatest king in the snowy region." Living on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world. ”

"Living in the Potala Palace......"

If it was said that the old monk was a little stunned just now, then as soon as the second one lived in the Potala Palace, the old monk was a little stunned.

Isn't the sixth king of the snowy region exactly what this poem says?

"Master, the poems that this poet named Fanchen wrote before are fine. However, this poem is a direct joke about our king of the snowy land. Master, didn't you tell me that the King of the Snowy Land is the highest god in our Snowy Land, he is benevolent and kind, and he has supreme power, so how can he go to the mortal world to date a lover in private?"

The little novice was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his eyes were wide on the old monk.

It's just that at this moment, the old monk didn't answer.

After a while, the old monk stood up and said to the little novice, "Follow me to the Snowy King's Palace." ”

The Hall of the Snowy King is one of the most important places in the Tibetan West Shrine, because the Hall of the Snowy King contains statues from the first King of the Snowland to the last King of the Snowland. A few minutes later, the old monk had already entered the Snowy King Hall with the little novice.

"Traditionally, after the death of the Snowy King Immortals, their statues will be placed here. ”

The old monk explained to the statues.

It was also the first time for the novice to enter the palace of the King of the Snowy Land, following the old monk and looking at the 24 statues placed in the hall.

The first statue is the 1st King of the Snowland, with the name of the 1st King of the Snowland, as well as a brief introduction.

After more than an hour, the young novice looked at all the statues in the main hall and finally came to the sixth position.

"Master, why is the sixth seat here empty, there is no statue, is there no sixth king of the snowy region?"

"Idiot, if there is no sixth king of the snow, where will there be a seventh king of the snow. ”

The old monk smiled and scolded the little novice.

"Master, I was wrong, so why is this place empty?"

"The specific reason for this is that the teacher does not know. ”

The old monk sighed again.

"However, in the secret scroll of the teaching, it is written that the sixth king of the snow is a unique genius in my sect, who has mastered the Mahayana Buddhism and has a very deep study of poetry. It's just that such a king of the snowy region, he can't stand the constraints of Buddhism, and often wanders the streets of the market......"

Wandering the streets.

This word feels somewhat familiar.

Then, the verses he had read before came back to his mind.

[Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy region.]

Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world. ]

The poem came to the corner of his mouth again.

At this time, the old monk nodded: "Perhaps, this poet named Fanchen is talking about the sixth king of the snowy region." (To be continued.) )