The bronze casting of the three Buddhas and the Bodhisattvas all lowered their heads, quietly watching this absurd scene in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and also quietly looking at the various states of the world.

However, no one jumped out to oppose Zhao Huan's proposal, let alone refuse Zhao Huan's request to borrow a gold body to cast copper coins.

Zhao Huan looked at the smiling Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, then turned his head to look at the still sunny sky outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and said with a smile: "All the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas did not shake their heads against it, it seems that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also know that the life of the people is not easy, and they are willing to give me a little bit of thin face for the emperor." In that case—Ho Thistle! ”

He Ji responded with a fierce fist, and Zhao Huan ordered: "Go back and ask for the bronze statues of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and let the Shaofu send some skilled craftsmen to reshape the golden bodies of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!" ”

"Amitabha!"

Master Kuanzhi and Master Xuanzhi and other great monks recited the Buddha's name in unison, and lowered their heads together, only the old monk Suquan was still there twisting the rosary, chanting words in his mouth, and he didn't know which Buddhist scripture he was reciting.

For a group of great monks such as Master Kuanzhi and Master Xuanzhi, although they knew that the official family wanted to borrow money from the Buddha, they would first take the Daxiangguo Temple to open the knife, but the great monks never thought that the golden body of the Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Daxiangguo Temple could not even hold up today.

Zhao Huan laughed, and said to Master Kuanzhi again: "I am a little tired, and I still have to bother the great monk to prepare some food?" ”

"Amitabha!"

Master Kuanzhi pronounced the Buddha's horn, bowed down and said, "The official family has a life, how dare Kuanzhi disobey?" Please move to the hall. ”

Zhao Huan smiled and nodded, and followed Master Kuanzhi and the others to the dining hall to give the force literature network

Dongpo vegetarian meat, assorted vegetarian fans, Buddha Wu Zen, golden bowl offering pearls, honey-stuffed pollen white fungus lotus seed cup, a bowl of noodles, barely four dishes and one soup and one side. After a meal, Zhao Huan smiled and said his second purpose of coming to Daxiangguo Temple.

"I heard that Buddhism in the Western Regions and Buddhism in the Poison have declined."

"Thinking of Bodhidharma's eastward crossing to spread the Dharma, Master Sanzang went west to learn scriptures, but I intended to let the great monk and others go to the Western Regions and poison the body, and then spread my Central Plains Buddhism back to the West."

"On this trip, I will order the Ministry of Rites to prepare customs clearance documents, and send people to escort them all the way until they leave the realm of my Great Song Dynasty."

"Of course, there is no need to worry about the Western Regions, I will send an envoy to Zhihe Xiliao Yelu Dashi."

"I don't know what the great monks think?"

When Zhao Huan's words fell, the big monks glanced at each other, and Master Kuanzhi, who was the leader, pronounced a Buddha horn, bowed down and said: "Qi Guanjia, the poor monks think that if they want to spread Buddhism to the west of my Middle Earth, they still need to prepare Buddhist scriptures, choose more monks, and go to the Western Regions together." ”

After finishing speaking, Master Kuanzhi quietly looked at Zhao Huan's face again, and saw that Zhao Huan's face was still smiling, so he boldly said: "The poor monk thinks that Master Suquan of Luohan Temple has a profound Buddhism and can be the head of all the monks. ”

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Suquan pronounced a Buddha horn, stood up and folded his hands towards Zhao Huan, and bowed: "Qi Guan's family, the old monk is willing to lead the monks to the Western Regions." ”

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Zhao Huan didn't pay attention to the old monk Suquan at all, but said with a smile: "I think that the Buddhist cultivation of the great monk Kuanzhi and the great monk Xuanzhi has been enough to teach the Dharma in the Western Regions.

Therefore, this time, the great monk Kuanzhi and the great monk Xuanzhi led the monks to go together. As for the great monk Suquan, I deliberately appointed him as the abbot of the Great Xiangguo Temple, reciting some scriptures in front of the Buddha for me, and praying for the Queen Mother. ”

Zhao Huan's words fell, and the old monk Su Quan helplessly pronounced a Buddha horn, but the faces of Master Kuanzhi and Master Xuanzhi and others turned black to the bottom of the pot.

After pondering for a long time, Master Kuanzhi said tentatively: "Qijuan Guanjia, although Master Suquan is highly respected, and then after all, he grew up in the Luohan Temple, if he suddenly comes to the Great Xiangguo Temple, then the Luohan Temple ......."

Zhao Huan hummed thoughtfully, but just when Master Kuanzhi was secretly happy in his heart, Zhao Huan's face suddenly sank, and he asked, "You, are you teaching me to do things?" ”

"The official family is angry! The poor monk didn't dare! ”

Seeing that Zhao Huan suddenly became angry, and He Ji, who was accompanying Zhao Huan, pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, Master Kuanzhi and other great monks were suddenly taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and apologized to Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan looked at Master Kuanzhi and the others who were nervous, and then at the old monk Su Quan, whose face was still gloomy as water just now suddenly put on a smile again.

"The Great Monk of Kuanzhi."

Zhao Huan knocked on the table in front of him with his fingers, and said to Master Kuanzhi with a smile: "Have you heard of a saying, called the emperor's tongue." ”

Master Kuanzhi shook his head in confusion, bowed to Zhao Huan after clasping his hands together, and replied, "Forgive the poor monk for being lonely and unheard, and I have never heard of it. ”

Zhao Huan snorted and said, "This emperor's tongue is nothing unusual. It's just that every time you eat something, you can taste the difference of this thing—Monk Kuanzhi, you come and tell me, what is going on with this noodle? ”

"This cook's technique is really clever, and he can make this bowl of noodles into a clear soup with little water, without any meat and oil, and it is extremely delicious."

"It's a pity ......"

"No matter how clever you are, you can't hide the fact that this bowl of noodles requires several chickens. No one else can eat it, but I can eat some of the taste of chicken. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Huan shook his head helplessly and said, "I originally wanted to give you a chance, but you were too disappointed to me. ”

"Chickens?"

The other great monks of Xuanzhi Zen Master were stunned for a moment, and when they saw the expression on the face of the great monk Kuanzhi changed from panic to indifference, they knew that Zhao Huan had not wronged the great monk Kuanzhi.

"Gross!"

The great monks also couldn't care about the rudeness in front of the emperor, and immediately ran to the side and vomited wildly, only Master Suquan was still sitting there twisting Buddhist beads and chanting.

Zhao Huan looked at the great monks who couldn't stop vomiting, and then looked at the old monk Suquan, and asked with a smile: "Great monk, you also ate this noodles, why don't you spit it out?" ”

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Suquan sang the Buddha's horn and replied: "Qijuan Guanjia, the so-called Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, this bowl of noodles is a bowl of noodles in the eyes of the old monk, since it has been eaten, it should not be vomited for the sake of spitting, otherwise, it is a waste of this bowl of noodles." ”

Zhao Huan smiled and nodded, and suddenly said, "Master Suquan obeys orders." ”

The old monk Su Quan clasped his hands together, bowed down and said, "The old monk is here, please ask the official to command." ”

Zhao Huan snorted and said, "This Great Xiangguo Temple, as well as the world's Buddhism, I will hand it over to you." There are also this Kuanzhi monk and others, let them pack up early, and then go to the Western Regions to teach the Fa. ”

The old monk Su Quan sighed helplessly, bowed down and said, "Yes, the old monk has taken the order." ”

After coming down, the old monk Su Quan glanced at the great monks such as Kuanzhi and Xuanzhi again, and sighed: "Born with three martial arts disasters and my sect, Shizi went home to the tower and the temple was empty. Now, my Buddhism is almost destroyed by the hands of you. ”

Zhao Huan also shook his head and said, "Great monk, you come with me, I have something to explain to you." ”

PS: Today's diarrhea is too hard, just these two more, and I will make up for it tomorrow.