Shaolin Temple was founded in the Taihe period of the Northern Wei Dynasty, more than 500 spring and autumn periods have passed since then, and it is the first temple in the world. And Shaolin martial arts is more famous because of the Shaolin monks in the early Tang Dynasty who helped Tang Taizong win the world, and today, the world's martial arts out of Shaolin is known to the world. Shaolin Temple is so prestigious, naturally there are many royal relatives, dignitaries and celebrities come to participate in Zen and seek Taoism. In March of the seventh year of Yuan You, Murong Fu was ordered by the Empress Dowager to inspect the customs of the roads around Tokyo, and also went to Shaomuro Mountain.

Although Shaolin presided over Xuanci Zen Master received the news early in the morning, he did not make a big splash because of Murong Fu's arrival, and still in line with the concept that outsiders are not bound by the world, he only led the monks to welcome Murong Fu's arrival at the gate of Shaolin Temple. Murong Fu had bad intentions towards Shaolin on this trip, but it can be seen that Xuan Ci was such a high-profile and not only did not get angry, but nodded secretly. As long as he thought of the attitude of Shaolin when Wei Xiaobao went to Shaolin to become a monk, Murong Fu still sincerely thought that compared to the kowtow insect sycophant like Zen Master Xiancong, the high-spirited Xuanci Zen Master in front of him was more pleasing to the eye.

Abbot Xuanci is well-informed, although he heard early in the morning that this Lord Murong who came to Shaolin is very young. But when he saw Murong Fu leading a group of civil and military officials towards the mountain gate, he couldn't help but be surprised, just because the noble courtier in purple clothes in front of him was quite similar to one of his old friends. When Xuan Ci came to his senses, Murong Fu had already stood three steps away from the mountain gate, and at this time, he was looking at him with a cold face.

Although Murong Fu was young, he had always been majestic, and when Xuan Ci saw his eyes, he knew that he was not easy to get along with, so he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down. "Amitabha! Shaolin host Xuan Ci led the Shaolin monks to see Lord Murong! ”

Until Xuan Ci respectfully finished this salute, Murong Fufang raised his hand slightly and said, "Master Xuan Ci doesn't need to be polite. The Empress Dowager has always believed in Buddhism, and this official visit is nothing more than praying for the Empress Dowager. ”

As soon as Xuan Ci saw that Murong Fu's attitude was a little lukewarm, he suddenly recited the sentence "Amitabha Buddha" again, and then welcomed Murong Fu and the others into the temple.

Entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Murong Fu immediately lifted his robe and bowed down to worship. After kneeling and knocking three times, he folded his hands, looked up at the clay tire wood sculpture in front of him, and said softly: "May my Buddha have a spirit, bless me with the Great Song Emperor!" ”

Everyone saw that the golden body of Shakyamuni on the hall was solemn, and the Murong Fu of His Royal Highness was dressed in vermilion. The brilliance of the two parties reflected each other, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: I don't know if Lord Murong's sentence is a prayer or an order?

When Murong was reinstated, everyone knew that he was the empress dowager's confidant and favorite minister, and there were naturally people around him who were welcomed. At this time, without waiting for him to get up, Xu Yue, the county magistrate of Dengfeng County, who accompanied Murong Fu, had already stepped forward to help him up diligently, and said: "Lord Murong is brave and loyal, if the Empress Dowager knows what the Lord wants, she will be very pleased." ”

Murong Fu got up and glanced around at the civil and military officials behind him, and said loudly: "The food of the king, the worry of the loyal king." If you are in the locality, you should also appease the people, educate the atmosphere, and do not live up to the trust of the court. ”

The accompanying civil and military officials claimed to be, but Murong Fu's gaze finally fell on Xuan Ci. Xuan Ci was silent for a moment, and finally put his hands together and said slowly: "Amitabha! Shaolin should also chant scriptures every day to pray for the blessing of our emperor Song. ”

Murong Fu smiled with satisfaction. "The official brought some monk clothes and shoes for the empress dowager and the official family, and asked the abbot master to make it convenient!"

Xuan Ci saw several carts of gifts with Murong Fu early in the morning, and immediately thanked him: "My Buddha is merciful, thank you Lord Murong!" ”

Murong Fu swept his head, and Ma Juan, the new champion who was standing behind him, immediately understood and walked out with Xuan Ci behind him.

"I have heard the prestige of Shaolin for a long time, and I also asked the abbot master to guide the way for this official." Murong Fu said again.

Murong Fu wanted to visit Shaolin, and Xuan Ci naturally had nothing to do, so he immediately stretched out his hand and said, "In this way, please Lord Murong move." After that, he took Murong Fu to visit the temple. Everyone walked slowly along the way, and enjoyed several famous scenic spots in the temple one by one. Xuanci Buddhism is profound, Murong Fu is well-read, and the two of them chatted with Buddhist scriptures all the way.

After listening to the conversation between Murong Fu and the abbot, he couldn't help but sigh: "Lord Murong is so compassionate and understanding, if you can study the Dharma deeply, you will be able to achieve the Great Dao to purify all sentient beings." ”

Xuan Ku is Qiao Feng's mentor, in the original book, he was killed by Xiao Yuanshan, but he was unwilling to reveal the identity of the enemy until his death, so as not to revenge Shaolin with hatred. Such a high-ranking monk, Murong Fu naturally admired it very much. At this time, I didn't think I was angry when I persuaded him to become a monk, so I just laughed. "The master's six roots are pure to purify all sentient beings, and this official is in the mundane world and only seeks the peace of the country and the people, which is enough!" As he spoke, his gaze swept over the "Imperial Poetry and Book Tablet of the Queen of the Tang Dynasty" in front of him, with an unpredictable expression. "When I see the scenery of Shaolin today, I should know that the people under the rule of the Great Song Dynasty worship Buddha and do good. Great monks, the people worship Buddha is to guide people to goodness in accordance with the Dharma, but if it is the Sangha* and the beetle consumes the world, then it is the monks who swagger and deceive and defile the floating slaughter. Remember! Remember! ”

As soon as Murong Fu said this, everyone in Shaolin was vigilant, and hurriedly proclaimed the Buddha's name, and he didn't dare to say it.

After a while, the evening bell rang. Abbot Xuanci perked up and said busily: "The square inch of Shaolin is really unsightly. Adults are also invited to come to the dining hall for dinner. ”

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Monks don't speak. Master Abbot seems to have missed a point? ”

Xuan Ci bowed again, but said: "Amitabha!" The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a forbidden place in this temple, please forgive me! ”

"I have heard for a long time that the Shaolin Temple has collected martial arts in the world. Master Abbot, now that the country is in turmoil, it is not a Buddhist principle to collect treasures and live in strange goods. Why didn't the abbot take out these unique knowledge and teach me to protect the people? Murong Fu said again.

Xuan Ci was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed his head and said: "My lord, although Shaolin disciples practice martial arts, they are only for physical fitness, and the rumors in the rivers and lakes cannot be believed. Moreover, the way of this battle formation is not the same as the cultivation of personal martial arts. ”

"Touching the bypass may not be impossible to gain." Murong Fu only stared at Abbot Xuanci with blazing eyes, obviously not giving an inch.

Xuan Ci has served as the abbot of Shaolin for a long time, and his qi cultivation kung fu is very home, but today he was beaten lukewarmly by Murong Fu several times, and he was also angry in his heart, and he said lukewarmly at the moment: "Although Shaolin is outside the party, it also belongs to the Great Song Dynasty." If the court has a clear will, Shaolin should obey it. The implication of this is: Do you want to take out the martial arts mastery in the Scripture Pavilion, you Murong Fu said that it doesn't matter, you must have a holy decree.

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu actually stroked his palms and laughed when he heard this. "Good! Good! The abbot of Xuanci is loyal to the Great Song Dynasty, and the official is relieved! Master Abbot, if the skin does not have hair, it will be attached, and it is a truth that the tide rises and the boat rises. ”

After the meal, Murong Fu said that he would stay in Shaolin and discuss Buddhism with Master Xuanku. Where did Xuan Ci dare to order the eviction of guests, so he had to ask the monk to tidy up the meditation room for Murong Fu.

After the evening class, Xuan Ci returned to his abbot's retreat and sighed heavily.

Xuan painstakingly studied Buddhism and ignored mundane affairs, but Xuan Difficulty and Xuan Silence are all good helpers of Xuan Ci. Seeing Xuan Ci's worried face at this time, Xuan Nan couldn't help but speak: "This Lord Murong is quite a city government at a young age, it's not simple!" ”

Xuan Ci had relatives, but because of his identity, he was not easy to agree, so he only turned his head to Xuan Lin and asked, "How many monk's clothes have you given this time?" ”

"That's two thousand three hundred and sixty-six sets." Xuan Lin replied, "It's the number of degrees in Shaolin. "Monks and Taoists do not pay taxes, do not produce, do not pass on the ancestry, and are useless to the imperial court, so they can be said to be eating white rice. It is because the imperial courts of all dynasties have extremely strict restrictions on the number of monks and Taoists, and those who become monks and Taoists must have a degree. If there is no degree, then it is a fake monk and a fake Taoist. Shaolin is the first ancient temple in the world, and there are only more than 2,000 degrees accumulated in the past dynasties. However, with the current power of Shaolin, how can there be more than 2,000 monks in the temple?

Xuan Nan couldn't help but smile lightly when he heard this, and only said: "Now that the price of this degree of rice is rising day by day, it is rare for the imperial court to be so generous." ”

Xuan Ci knew that the Empress Dowager had always been simple, and she heard that even leftovers were not allowed to be wasted at will in the imperial dining room, so where would she be willing to spend money to make any monk clothes for Shaolin monks? But if you want to make Xuan Ci believe that these more than 2,000 sets of monk's robes are all paid by Murong Fu out of his own pocket, he can't believe it.

Xuan Yan saw that Senior Brother Abbot was hesitant, and immediately persuaded: "Senior Brother Abbot, the officials sent by the imperial court here are just for money and food, why don't you send some silver money to this Lord Murong and send him away!" ”

Xuan Ci only shook his head slightly when he heard this suggestion, but the number of beads in his hand was getting faster and faster. "This Lord Murong is Yuanfeng's eight-year Tanhua, and the royal family wants to marry the princess, but he refuses to marry the princess when the palace and the princess dies depressed. However, even so, he has been an official for eight years, but he is already a fourth-grade member Jian Zaidixin, which shows that this person has good means. He is a young man, and he is not a profit! ”

Xuan Ci knew that Xuan Ci was reasonable, and he couldn't help but be silent. After a long time, Xuan Nanfang said in disbelief: "There are countless believers in Buddhism, does this Lord Murong dare to risk the world's condemnation and destroy the Buddha?" ”

As soon as Xuan Nan's words came out, Xuan Lonely suddenly laughed dumbly. In history, four emperors ordered the extermination of Buddhism, but each time the result was not only not to eradicate Buddhism in the Central Plains, but to make Buddhism more prosperous. What the four talented emperors couldn't do, how could they do it now with the elderly Empress Dowager in the court and the young Lord Murong in front of him? "Senior Brother Xuannan has been thinking too much, and he has seen that the imperial court has become more and more stretched in recent years, so he sent this Lord Murong to fight the autumn wind. However, the name of the Heavenly Family is good, and this Lord Murong is also a good name, we always have to build a step for him, so that he can do things decently and beautifully! ”

As soon as Xuan Ci's words came out, Xuan Ci's eyes lit up, and he held the beads hard at the moment, and said loudly: "Amitabha!" My Shaolin door rules are strict, and the precepts are never dared to be violated. However, Buddhism is vast, and the people have their own degrees to vote, and we can't refuse ruthlessly. Senior Brother Xuan Lone, you should prepare a little silver taels, and make up for hundreds of pieces. "Today, the market price of Du Mu is 3,000 guan per sheet, and there will be hundreds of thousands of guan income in 100 zhang, which is already a good fortune. In this way, Murong Fu completed the task, and Shaolin preserved the lintel, which can be described as a great joy.

Seeing that things were settled, Xuan Yan and Xuan Lone's faces were already showing joy, but Xuan Ci still couldn't hide his sadness. Xuan Ci is shrewd and capable, since he served as the host of Shaolin, no matter what happens, he has always been at ease, and the monks have never seen him show such a difficult color. At this time, seeing that Xuan Ci had always been obsessed with Murong Fu, Xuan Yan and Xuan Lin glanced at each other and asked in unison, "Senior Brother Abbot, is there anything wrong?" ”

Xuan Ci couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. "A few months ago, Senior Brother Xuanbei was innocently murdered in Dali Kingdom, and I have no clue who the real culprit is. But when I saw this Lord Murong today, a strange thought came to my heart......"

Xuan Xuan Lonely and Xuan Bei have the same deep affection, and they said in unison at the moment: "Please show the abbot, we will definitely seek justice for Xuan Bei's junior brother!" ”

"Senior Brother Xuan Bei died under his famous stunt 'Wei Tuo Pestle', but it made me think...... In the way of others, give back to others! Xuan Ci said in a deep voice.

Xuan Xuan Xuan was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: "Isn't Murong Bo already dead?" ”

"I heard that he had a posthumous son back then, but his age is similar to that of this Lord Murong." Xuan Ci said in a deep voice, "I see that the appearance of this Lord Murong is quite similar to Murong Bo, and he is not a weak scholar who is powerless. However, even if he is a descendant of Murong Bo, he should still be in the capital when Senior Brother Xuanbei passes away, how can he ......?"

Xuan Nan also said: "Senior Brother Xuanbei has superb martial arts, this Lord Murong is young, and he is definitely not the opponent of Senior Brother Xuanbei. ”

Xuan Lin said: "However, this Lord Murong has taken a fancy to our Shaolin Scripture Pavilion again......"

The three monks were at a loss, but suddenly there was a hurried bell outside the door. A little novice ran towards the abbot's house and shouted, "Abbot! Abbot! Someone broke into Shaolin at night and attacked Shaolin disciples! Abbot! ”

Hearing this, the three monks hurriedly chased after him, and followed the guidance of the little novice all the way to the monastery where Xuan Ku was. However, they were one step too late. I saw that all the furniture in the Xuanku Zen room had been broken, a big hole was broken in the roof, and Xuanku's face was golden and purple and his chest collapsed slightly, obviously seriously injured and about to die.

Seeing Xuan Ci and the other three coming, Xuan Ku's eyes, who were originally relying on his apprentice Qingsong, immediately lit up, and he said with a bloodshot breath on the corner of his mouth: "Senior brother abbot, hurry!" Hurry up and save Lord Murong...... Hurry up," ...... before he finished speaking, the glint in his eyes dissipated, and there was no more sound.

"Master! Master! Qing Song cried loudly when he saw Xuan Ku's head hanging down, and only shook Xuan Ku's arm and shouted repeatedly. Master, wake up! ”

Xuan Ci and the other three monks knew that Xuan Ku had also passed away, and couldn't help but show sadness on their faces and chant in unison: "Amitabha! After that, Xuan Ci asked Qingsong, "Qingsong, do you know what happened?" ”

Qing Song choked up a wipe of tears and said in a low voice: "Master Fang just gave a lecture to Lord Murong, and the apprentice went to serve tea to Lord Murong. When you come back, you will ...... I saw a great villain slap the master to death, smashed through the roof and escaped. That Lord Murong also chased after him. ”

Xuan Ci and the others knew that Murong Fu was carrying martial arts, but they were not surprised to hear that he chased him out. It's just that Murong Fu is an official of the imperial court after all, if there is a flash Shaolin who can't afford to wait, Xuan Lin immediately strode out when he heard this, and took a group of Shaolin monks to chase Murong Fu again.

Xuan Ci asked again, "Qingsong, have you ever seen the face of that great wicked man?" ”

Qing Song nodded and replied, "The man is dressed in gray cloth, his eyebrows are thick and black, and his mouth is broad...... I've seen him...... Last year, when he came to see Master, I had a look at it from afar...... He, he's the leader of the beggar gang, Qiao Feng! ”