Shi Zhiyong's sad thoughts made Li Shimin really unhappy, but for the sake of the authentic book, he could only harden his heart and continue to act. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Master Yongchan finished chanting, he got up and was about to hit the doorpost, but of course the people of the world would not watch him die, so they hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Master is like this, he blames me for not taking care of your words, if I break it, will you be able to forgive me?" Li Shimin said pretendly.

"Where, Your Majesty is angry, the old man is just in a hurry, and I hope Your Majesty will not be too careful."

The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say more, so Master Yongzen will leave. When I returned to Yongxin Temple, I was depressed all day long, and I didn't always study calligraphy like I did on weekdays. When I have nothing to do, I sit alone in the meditation room, meditate and participate in meditation, and I don't step out of the door. The people in the temple said that Zen Master Yong had changed and became the same as before, but no one knew the source of the pain in Zen Master's heart.

"Orchid Pavilion Preface" also got a copy of the gold in this journey, and the first time he got it, he thought of his apprentice - Li Qingxuan.

On this day, Cheng Yanjin took the book to his apprentice, and then told him: "Don't be in a hurry to return it, you can read it slowly, and then return it to me after reading it." ”

Qing Xuan wondered, he said no a few days ago, why is this there again. I don't know if Cheng Yanjin saw his question, or said to himself, "This is what the emperor just gave me recently, I heard that the new Zhu Suiliang just came according to the real book, I am very old and rude, I don't understand this, you can take it to your daughter-in-law to see, what is the difference between it and the real book?" ”

Qing Xuan thought to herself, the lady has never read the real book, how can she know the gap with the real book. However, this post just came to be very close to the pen style of the real book. Ay? No, no, what did the master say, the post just came to the book, or according to the real book! Could it be that Shi Zhiyong came to the capital? Went to the palace again? also showed Li Shimin the real copy of his ancestor? My wife and I looked for him for a long time, but I didn't expect this guy to be in the capital!

"Master, you just said that the post was as it was, is that the Yongzen master of Yongxin Temple coming to the capital?" In order to confirm his guess, Qing Xuan couldn't help but ask.

"yes, I've been here for half a year, but I left a few days ago."

Qing Xuan slapped his thigh and said, "If we knew that he would come to the capital, we wouldn't have to go to Zhejiang with that effort." As a result, I haven't seen anyone yet, and now I have to run again. ”

"With this Linben, why do you have to go so far? Don't hurry home and show it to your daughter-in-law. Cheng Yanjin urged.

Qing Xuan took the notebook and walked all the way, and it didn't take long to arrive at the house on Wenhua Road. As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he shouted, "Baby, see what I brought you?" ”

The door was open, but there was no response from the room that he was expecting. Qing Xuan wondered, thinking that something had happened to Bingyu, so he hurriedly stepped into the house, only to hear a "roar" from behind the door. Qing Xuan was excited, and when he turned around, it turned out that Bing Yu was hiding behind the door to scare him.

"Scared me." Qing Xuan poked Bing Yu's head with his finger, and then, pretending to be mysterious, "Guess, what did I bring you?" ”

"Donkey rolling?" Bing Yu guessed with interest.

"No, guess again."

"Pancakes at Wufu Linmen's store?"

"Baby, are you hungry, how can you guess what to eat, let me tell you, this is not food, nor is it used, it is ......"

"What's that? Could it be...... Ring? Bingyu said with a hippie smile.

"I don't think you're serious, so I'll tell you." Qing Xuan saw that Bing Yu didn't guess at all, so he simply took out the book from his arms, and then leaned in front of Bing Yu and said, "Freshly baked post, do you want to read it?" ”

Seeing that the post clearly wrote three big words "Lan Tingxu", Bingyu's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Honey, you're really capable, where did this come from?"

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Li Shimin was in the imperial study, took out the original copy of "Orchid Pavilion Preface", and stroked it lovingly, his eyes seemed to penetrate those words, returning to the present two hundred years ago, at that time, Wang Xizhi was holding a stout sheep's pen, splashing ink, and writing this masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages......

In order to get the real thing, he did not hesitate to sell his temperament, but it was worth it, and he did not regret it until now. If it were another emperor, if he had such an opportunity, he would definitely get it at all costs. However, the heavens seemed to favor him more, so he obtained this worldly treasure without much effort.

Shimin was alone in the imperial study, and read this "Orchid Pavilion Preface" for a long time. Finally, he carefully hid it in a dark room behind the bookcase. This dark room, only he knows, all the rare treasures he obtained, he hid them in the dark room, and now, "Orchid Pavilion Preface" and some other treasures, are placed in this place where they will never see the light. In the world, it can no longer be seen.

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For a few days, Bing Yu had been writing back and forth on the copy, and although it looked pretty good, connoisseurs could see at a glance that it was far from the handwriting on the copy, let alone compared with the real thing. Whenever she copied and wrote, Qing Xuan would stand aside and study the ink, and then tilt her head to watch her write.

"My dear, I still want to go to Yongxin Temple, can you accompany me?"

These days, Bingyu has always been a thief, she didn't see Shi Zhiyong, she didn't see the real work of "Lanting Preface", she always felt that something was missing, today, she seemed to be absent-minded, but in fact, she had already made up her mind: if Qingxuan didn't accompany her, she would go by herself. Since you know that Shi Zhiyong is the descendant of the Wang family, why not go and take a look?

"It's not impossible to go with you, but...... When we come back, are we going to the Avatar Temple? ”

"As long as you go with me, everything else will be up to you." Bing Yu put down the pen, raised her eyebrows and said, "That...... We're going now? ”

When the two arrived at Yongxin Temple, the setting sun had already dyed the temple a layer of gold. A few mountain birds flew around among the pines and cypresses, occasionally landing on the branches, and their little heads looked left and right, and after a while, they suddenly flew away. In the mountains and forests, except for the sound of the mountain breeze, it is very quiet. From afar, a wisp of cooking smoke floated from the sky above Yongxin Temple, and then curled in the evening mist.

At this time, it seems to be a little late to come to the temple. Before dark, they couldn't make it back to Chang'an. It's okay, then stay here, just in time to talk to Master Yongzen. Bing Yu thought to herself.

"Master, we have come to meet Master Yongchan, just because it is getting late, can we borrow a night here?" Qing Xuan stepped forward and said to a little monk. Bing Yu was secretly shocked, it turned out that he regarded him as a confidant, he was really a confidant, and he even knew his own thoughts. Bing Yu glanced at Xiang Gong affectionately, and a warm current suddenly grew in her heart.

"Hello donor, Master Yong has something to say, no outsiders will see it, you two should go back." The little monk said with a top hat.

Qing Xuan looked back at Bing Yu, obviously confused by this answer. What does it mean, not seeing the living? Don't mind, we've been here twice, so we'll see each other before. Qing Xuan thought secretly. Seeing that Bingyu gave him a look, he had an idea and said, "Since it is inconvenient to see the Zen master, then please let us stay overnight, you see that it is getting late, and the Buddhists have been compassionate, so you can't watch us stay overnight in the wilderness." ”

"Uh......" The little monk hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Please wait a moment, let me report to the abbot." ”

After the little monk finished speaking, he turned around and left. The two waited at the gate of the temple for a bag of cigarettes, and the little monk ran out again, and Shi Li said: "Our abbot said, please rest in the east wing, please come with me." ”

Bingyu and Qingxuan went to the east wing with the little monk. The little monk said, "Can you two have dinner?" ”

"Not yet, please ask the master to prepare some vegetarian food for us." Before Bing Yu could speak, Qing Xuan preemptively said.

Before the little monk left the room, he said with a top hat: "Please wait a moment, the two donors, and I will go and serve vegetarian food to you." ”

A plate of vegetarian stir-fried celery, a plate of vegetarian stir-fried spinach, and a bowl of clear soup. There were a few diced tofu cubes in the consommé with a few chopped green onions floating on top. Two bowls of rice, one plate of beets.

It's the first time I've eaten such a light dish. In his recipes, there are very few times when there is no meat, and such a light light is really hard for him to swallow.

"What is this, it's all greens, and I'm not a rabbit, why do you give me so many vegetables!" He complained as he plucked the dishes on his plate with his chopsticks.

Bingyu has always liked to eat light dishes, and these simple dishes are very much in line with her appetite. She ate with relish as she muttered, "Eat whatever the rabbit eats, you will be as healthy as the rabbit." ”

"I don't want to be like a rabbit, with long ears and red eyes." Qing Xuan pursed his lips.

"How cute the rabbit's long ears are." Bing Yu smiled.

"Well, if I had those ears, I'm afraid you'd have to hold on to them every day.

The two talked and laughed and finished eating, and talked for a while, before they lay down with their clothes.

From the moment the two of them stepped into Yongxin Temple, Master Yongzen's heart suddenly tightened, but he did not move, and still maintained his usual posture - facing the Buddha, sitting cross-legged on a yellow futon.

For several days, he was like this, reflecting alone in a meditation room that was less than 10 square meters. In addition to a Buddha statue of Shakyamuni, there are several white candles in the meditation room. The candlelight flickered and flickered, like his flickering state of mind. He had been on hunger strike for more than half a month for his fault, and he thought that it would be a good thing if he died like this, but he didn't say anything to see his ancestors. This is the biggest mistake he has made in his life, which cannot be undone or forgiven.

Then, he can only let the years destroy his body and let the Buddhist scriptures cleanse his soul, and only in this way can he attain detachment and peace of mind.