Today's Buddhism, with Hangzhou Lingyin, Lushan Donglin, Fufeng Famen, Yanyun Reclining Buddha, Luoyang White Horse as the respect, commonly known as the southeast and northwest of the five major jungles.

In addition to these five jungles, there are eleven other world-famous temples in second place, Bianjing Huguo, Quanzhou Kaiyuan and Jiangning Qixia, all of which are among them.

It is rumored that the reason for such a ranking is that in the past 400 years, there have been Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the five major jungles in the southeast, northwest, and north, and among the eleven monasteries, the highest monks are only Arhats.

In fact, as far as Bu'an knows, Confucianism has not produced a saint for a thousand years.

This may be because Buddhism is quiet and easy to cultivate, while Confucianism is so advanced that even Confucian disciples with peerless talent will not concentrate on cultivation just to reach the highest realm.

As a result, even though Buddhism has repeatedly had unborn masters, its influence in the world has never surpassed that of Confucianism. After all, the temptation of learning Confucianism to become an official is much greater than that of becoming a monk and studying Buddhism, and there are thousands of Confucian students in the world, and they are only dozens of times more afraid than Buddhist disciples.

Moreover, even if he cultivated the three little magical powers of Buddhism to the supreme realm, he did not have the ability to conquer the city and dominate the situation.

In contrast, the six arts of Confucianism, no matter how clever or clumsy, can all be on the battlefield, and they are very practical.

But then again, whether it is the leakage of the puppet, the fate of the cause and effect, the reading of people's hearts, or the "Shunfeng Ear" and "Clairvoyance", they are all stunts that can be used to move thousands of pounds, and maybe when, it will be of great help to Bu'an's career.

Therefore, the favor of Kaiyuan Temple in Quanzhou, Bu An had to admit that no matter how the little monk Guangnian went against him, he was willing to take it with him.

But Qixia Temple, but he really couldn't understand it.

Hui Yuan returned to Jiangning this time, but he just remembered his old feelings, and wanted to go back to the mountain gate to see, at most to worship his master, who could this hinder? Why did the people in the temple embarrass him so much?

On the way back, Bu An was always thinking about this problem, but he couldn't figure it out.

As for Master Hui Yuan, why did Juekong Arhat pass away more than 30 years ago, Hui Yuan's answer is very simple: for 32 years, Master has been guarding him and has never shown up, and the world thinks that he has long passed away, and Qixia Temple has not come forward to explain.

Bu An faintly felt that he couldn't see through the things in Buddhism, but a high-ranking monk like Abbot Puci might be able to see through it at a glance.

Abbot Puci was naturally gone, but Bu'an immediately thought of another person, an old monk who was not slippery and a thief than him - Master of Lingyin Temple.

It's a pity that the month-by-month conference is currently untenable, otherwise you can make a special trip to Hangzhou.

Fortunately, this matter is not very urgent, and it is not too late to explore it after the monthly meeting.

That night, Bu An returned to the Song Mansion and told Hui Yuan not to be impatient, and to live in peace for a while.

He washed hastily by himself, and when he was about to fall asleep, someone knocked on the door again, but it was Song Manqiu, who had already rushed back from Jinling Villa and had been waiting for him for a long time.

Miss Song changed into a homely skirt, and as soon as she entered his room, she asked anxiously, "Kong Sheng chased him out before, but what did he say to his son?"

Bu'an tossed all night, almost forgetting the unpleasant episode, and after she reminded her, he smiled and said, "He asked me to stay away from you." ”

"What does it have to do with him?" Song Manqiu frowned slightly, snorted lightly, and then asked with a smile: "What did the son say?"

"I have a gentlemanly relationship with Miss Song, and I am bright, if it weren't for his dirty thoughts, how could he think crookedly. Bu An smiled and said: "It is to persuade him to change the court as soon as possible and not to learn Confucianism." ”

Song Manqiu nodded slowly when she heard this, then looked sideways at Bu An, and said lightly: "In this way, Manqiu came to visit late at night, and it is suspected of giving someone a handle." ”

"The body is not afraid of the shadow, unless it is ......" Bu An said this, suddenly looked at Song Manqiu as if he was slightly panicked, and said: "Miss Song, doesn't she have evil thoughts about Xiaosheng, right?"

Song Manqiu was in a cold sweat when she heard this, and hurriedly retreated.

Through the door, Bu'an heard her stomping her footsteps first, then what seemed to hesitate for a moment before leaving, and a mischievous smile spread across her face.

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Six dynasties of gold powder, ten miles of Qinhuai River.

In Jiangning City, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, it is not an ordinary fireworks willow lane.

The so-called old Wang Xie Tang Qianyan, flew into the homes of ordinary people, in the poem Wang Xie Tang Qian, the place where wealthy families lived, refers to the Confucius Temple area on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

In February of the third year of Longxing, the monthly conference is imminent, and there are naturally few people who enter and leave the banks of the Qinhuai River.

The characters in the painting boat in front of me are even more outstanding.

Song Shijin, the eldest grandson of the Duke of the Kingdom, is happy to be the son of Yang Zong, and Kong Tan, the son of Kong Lin in Qufu, in addition, there is a more prominent reputation, who can be called the first person among the rising stars of Confucianism in the world, and he is happy to be Situ Yan.

In front of such a luxurious lineup, Tianmu Bu Zhidao, who has only recently become famous, looks overshadowed.

Even the Qingqi people on the painting boat, one by one, their eyes were mostly wandering around Situ Yan.

In fact, even Bu An always glanced at Situ Yan intentionally or unintentionally.

This well-known Confucian genius, but in his early twenties, with a tall figure, a handsome face, sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a heroic spirit, Bu An even doubted that even if this person was not Situ Yan, and he did not have superb cultivation and talent, the woman on this ship would favor him.

When he agreed to the invitation of Yang Xiu last night, Bu An didn't know that Situ Yan was also invited.

When he got on the boat before and was introduced by Yang Xiu, Situ Yan also looked at him a few more times. I think Situ Yan was also born in Tianmu Academy, and he more or less knows some of Bu'an's deeds.

Tea instead of wine, after a few drinks, Yang Xiu suddenly smiled and said: "It is said that Bu Gongzi has iron teeth and copper teeth, and he only received the lesson last night, and he is really able to speak well, why is he so quiet today?

Bu An smiled slightly, and felt that he was a little too silent, as if after seeing Situ Yan, the scum was overflowing, and he had a lot of things on his mind, so he shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his glass to everyone, and then drank it all.

Tea is good tea, but he came with a tireless mind, how can there be the elegance of drinking tea and talking.

Yang Xiu is obviously the master here, and he has the responsibility of greeting everyone, and when he saw that Bu'an was not accompanied by a Qing man, he smiled and said: "The girls really don't know Taishan, do you know who this Bu Gongzi is? ”

When the girls heard this, they became lively.

Bu An just looked indifferent, and he couldn't stand their noise, so he picked up the pen and waved it casually.

Song Shijin knew the rule that Bu An was easy not to use his pen, and at this time, he couldn't help but be surprised to see him willing to compose poems, and when he saw him write the first two sentences, he couldn't help but secretly admire.

The heart said that although this guy has a strange temper and an awkward temperament, when it comes to literary talent, he is really unparalleled in the world. Once this poem is written, I am afraid that there will be another good story on the Qinhuai River.

But after reading two more sentences, I couldn't help but know that Bu'an was joking and had no intention of writing poetry seriously.

"The old man talked about the madness of youth, and a pear tree pressed the begonia. Xiaolou listens to the wind and rain everywhere, who changes the groom every night......" Yang Xiu also laughed, "What a good one who changes the groom every night!"

Even Situ Yan smiled.

Most of the girls in the middle of the seat were full of unhappiness. After all, these girls are all Qing people, and their poems are too light and biased.

But Bu'an only came to Bo for the reputation of being lonely and difficult to get along with, so who cares if he will offend them.