Spring goes to autumn, people are happy for the harvest of ripe melons, and the stone has ushered in a turning point in life.

Although the idea of becoming a royal doctor in the palace was rejected, along this line of thought, he found his own solution.

If you want to bring down Zhu Yuanzhang, you must get close to the core figures in the palace.

He thought of Zhu Di, the king of Yan.

Isn't Dao Yan also with King Yan? Dao Yan wants to realize his life ideals, and he wants revenge.

After determining the path he wanted to take in the future, Shi took a pen and wrote on the paper, "There is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who have a heart."

The dark clouds that had hung over him for months had lifted, and fatigue was coming over him.

He fell asleep and slept for two days and two nights.

Nightmares did not dare to appear in his dreams again. All the past, the present, and the images he had never seen before disappeared without a trace like a retreating army.

He would never again feel like his head was tied to a thousand-mile horse, jolting wildly, and never stopping.

The hole that had been pierced into his guts had been filled with hope.

He's relaxed, and although everything hasn't changed, he's a whole new stone.

Shi ran to Li Shanchang's study and saw the books on the wall, and his irrepressible excitement welled up in his heart.

For him, these books are food to fill his stomach, clear water to quench his thirst, and life-saving elixir.

From the Four Books and the Five Classics to various historical books, military books and various decrees issued in the imperial court, the stones were all read.

Within three months, he did not step out of Li Shanchang's study.

Li Shanchang was overjoyed, this is what he has always hoped for his son.

Madame Lee was worried, and the stone's unusual behavior cast a sense of foreboding over her.

She instructed her subordinates to keep an eye on the stones, and to inform her at the slightest disturbance.

Three months later, one morning just after dawn, Shi walked out of the study, packed a simple baggage, and came to the Buddha Hall to say goodbye to Mrs. Li.

At the door of the Buddha hall, the stone hesitated for a long time. He didn't know how to open his mouth to express his thoughts more tactfully and not to make Mrs. Li sad.

"Stone, is that you?" Mrs. Li heard the sound of rustling outside the door.

"Mother." The stone walked into the Buddha hall.

"Why do you have time to see my mother today?" Mrs. Li stood up, and when her gaze fell on the burden on the stone's shoulder, her face changed drastically, "Where are you going?" ”

"Mother, I plan to go to Beiping." The stone lowered his head, not daring to look into Mrs. Li's eyes.

The ominous premonition finally became a reality, and Mrs. Li was panting as she propped up the offering table with one hand.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Shi stepped forward to support Mrs. Li.

"Don't go! Your father is now old and in poor health, and you should stay at home to take care of him. Mrs. Li had a tough attitude, but her moist eyes secretly betrayed her vulnerability.

"Mother, children are not filial." The stone knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mrs. Li three times, "The child will be back soon, and I will take good care of your second elder in the future." ”

"Don't you even listen to your mother's words now?" Mrs. Li's face turned blue and her voice choked. The most important reason she kept the stone was because she didn't want to put it in danger.

Shi felt sorry for Mrs. Li, but it was impossible for him to change his mind.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Mother, you can be angry with the child as much as you want, the child is not filial, and now the child must go." When they come back, the child will stay with his father and mother every day and serve him and his mother until he is old. ”

Mrs. Li turned her head away from looking at the stone, walked to the Buddha statue, knelt down with her hands folded, and chanted words in her mouth.

Shi also knelt down immediately, and he knelt until Mrs. Li agreed.

Pillar after pillar of incense burned, and the aroma swirled anxiously in the Buddhist hall, urging Mrs. Li to speak.

After confiding her pain in her heart to the Buddha and receiving guidance, Mrs. Li stood up and asked calmly, "Stone, what are you doing in Beiping?" ”

"I'm going to find Monk Daoyan, he's a monk who has attained Taoism."

"What are you looking for him to do?" Mrs. Li continued to ask.

"I want to learn from him." The stone was telling the truth, but it was only half the truth, and he wrapped up the idea of revenge in layers.

Mrs. Lee stared at the stone. She remembered the stones she had when she was a child.

At that time, the stone was close to her, sharing her joys and sorrows, telling her about new friends she had made, the joys she had encountered, and the good things she had eaten.

She and Stone are both mother and son as well as close friends. She often helped Shi Shi escape Li Shanchang's punishment, and Shi often helped her deal with lazy servants.

But the stone had left her, and the stone standing in front of her was separated from her by a door, hiding from her the secret of his heart.

What made Mrs. Li even more painful was that she felt that she was gradually losing her ability to protect the stone.

The farther away the stone was from her, the more frightened she became, although she was soberly aware that the stone had become an eagle, and if it did not soar into the sky, then it would lose the meaning of survival.

Mrs. Li walked to the stone, took his hands, and said softly: "Promise Mother, no matter what happens, the Li Mansion is your last retreat, okay?" ”

"Mother!" The stone hugged Mrs. Li and wept bitterly.

In Mrs. Li's helplessness and reluctant tears, he could see how determined Mrs. Li was to persuade herself to let go of the stone. Her objections and promises were all because she loved him.

"Mother, don't worry, I will protect myself, the child has grown up." Stone choked.

Even though his determination to take revenge is as solid as a rock, he is also weak in Mrs. Li's arms at this time.

Qingshou Temple is located in the center of Beiping, founded in the 26th year of the Jin Dynasty, and is the largest temple in Beiping.

Inside and outside the precincts, there are lush pine trees, which are neatly arranged and tall and green. They are not afraid of the cold and heat, and they are dedicated to guarding the Qingshou Temple.

A small river with a twist and turns runs from east to west, and the water is crystal clear and gurgling, like a long dragon entrenched here.

Built in the period of Möngke Khan of Mongolia, two tall towers stand side by side, towering from the ground to the sky, and the momentum is magnificent.

Qingshou Temple and Yanwang Mansion are opposite.

Daoyan followed Yan Wang Zhu Di to Beiping as the abbot of Qingshou Temple, on the surface chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha, presiding over the routine of the temple, in fact, often with the Yan King secret meeting, discuss court affairs.

This is the main purpose of his stay in Qingshou Temple.

When Dao Yan first arrived at Qingshou Temple, he was overjoyed to see the stone tablet in front of the nine-story pagoda.

The nine-story pagoda was built to commemorate the Rinzai master of Buddhism, Master Haiyun, and the inscription on the front of the tower is a tribute written by Liu Bingzhong, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty, for his master, Master Haiyun.

For a long time, Dao Yan has compared himself to Liu Bingzhong. His situation is very similar to Liu Bingzhong, he did not meet talents, became a monk, and traveled all over the world.

Later, Liu Bingzhong met Kublai Khan, the Ming monarch, assisted the emperor, and made immortal achievements.

Dao Yan believes that he has Liu Bingzhong's talent and can achieve Liu Bingzhong's brilliance.

In the middle of the arrangement, he came to Qingshou Temple and saw the inscription written by Liu Bingzhong. How could he live up to the good will of God?

The stone and the bee eagle rushed to Qingshou Temple, and Dao Yan came out of the Jinglan Zhang's room to greet him when he heard the news.

"Stone, how did you come to Beiping? I can't believe it when I receive your letter! Dao Yan smiled all over his face, rejoicing that this fate in the barren mountains and wild mountains extended to Beiping.

"Master," Shi Shi looked around, "you really know how to choose a place, this is very different from the temple where you live in Yingtian, even compared to Xuanyuan Temple!" You see the bee hawk is ignoring me, and I don't know where I'm going. ”

"Hehe, I chose it, and it chose me."

"Oh, why did it choose you as an old man?"

"Do you know what's on the other side?" Dao Yan stretched out his hand and pointed to the east side of the temple gate.

"I don't know."

"Yanwang Mansion." Dao Yan smiled mysteriously.

"Oh, I see. Then you and King Yan ......"

"Shh

"Hehe, no wonder I think this place is special!"

"Oh, what's so special?"

"This is where dragons and tigers are located."

"How so? Where are the dragons? Where are the tigers? Dao Yan asked knowingly.

"Look, there's a dragon." The stone points to the winding river.

"Well, what about the tiger? It can't be two towers, it doesn't look like a tiger. ”

"Hahaha, how can a tower be a tiger? Dragons and tigers are living creatures, and of course they both move. ”

"Makes sense." Dao Yan understood the meaning of the stone, but wanted to hear him say it, "That river does move, but there doesn't seem to be anything else in my temple that moves. ”

"Yes, and it's quite flexible, but it's a little older."

"Hmph, it's okay to be flexible, what does it matter if you're old?"

"It's okay, it's okay, after a thousand years, you have become a king and entrenched here, and it is also excellent to be admired by thousands of people!"

"Hahaha! Stinky boy, he hurt me when he first met, he praised me as a tiger in the first sentence, and scolded people for being a king in the latter sentence! ”

"Stone, I'll show you around."

"Master, I've just walked around by myself, and I think I'm going to have to stay here for a long time. Just talking about the building, this tower, this temple are magnificent, which makes people sigh. And these pine trees, stone lions, small bridges and flowing water are like a paradise. ”

"Hmm!" Dao Yan's eyebrows rose, shook his head, and the poem flourished: "Zhao Mengtao, a famous master of calligraphy and painting in the Yuan Dynasty, once left poems here. ”

The white rain reflects the green pine, and Xiao sa sprinkles the Zhu Pavilion.

Feel the heat a little, and the slight coolness is sparse.

Living in the ancient autumn temple, the heart is lonely.

The evening insects chirp and the steps are built, and the lonely fireflies are thin.

Zhan turned to his hometown, and heard the wind and roared. ①

"Well, good poetry! But it's so lonely, it's better for the master to recite this poem less, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay here. Stone laughed.

"Hey, the monks are accompanied by lonely lamps and candles, and the old man is not envious of the red dust."

"Oh? Fame is in the red dust. ”

"What I want is not fame, but ideals. I'll take you to see a monument. Dao Yan pointed to the tall tower on the west side of the temple.

"Monument?"

"See that nine-story tower? The nine-story pagoda was built to commemorate Liu Bingzhong's master, Master Haiyun. Liu Bingzhong left an inscription in front of the tower. ”

"Liu Bingzhong? He was a monk who assisted Yuan Shizu and the founder of the Yuan Dynasty. ”

"Stinky boy, you know a lot."

"The master, like Liu Bingzhong, has the ambition to assist Mingjun."

"Well, how lucky I am to have this kind of fate with Liu Bingzhong. This is my blessed land! ”

Note: (1) Quoted from the ancient poetry network "Celebrating the Birthday of the Monk's House"