Chuandeng Temple is very large, all the way into the hall is heavy, Daxiong Treasure Palace, Fuxian Palace, Guanyin Palace, Manjushri Palace, Tibetan Palace, East and West Three Temples, Patriarch Palace, Jialan Palace, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and finally came to the Zen tea room of flowers and trees Fushu.

The Zen tea room is where the temple receives distinguished guests. The layout is clean and elegant, Zen is long, not only there are small novices burning incense and boiling tea, there are charcoal fire animal stoves for heating, a number of couches for distinguished guests to rest and reading the bookcase, the bookcase displays pen, ink, paper, inkstone, pen mountain, pen wash and other stationery, the bookcase is full of books, in addition to the Buddhist classics, there is a subset of Confucian scriptures and history, poetry and words.

At first glance, it does not look like a rich and luxurious house, but if you look closely, you will find that the tables and beds are all black wood and red sandalwood, and the carved scriptures are actually scriptures, and the words are mellow and delicately carved. Looking at the four walls, there are ancient calligraphy and Zen ethereal landscape paintings, all of which are made by famous artists. Even the four treasures of the study, Li Luo recognized that there were rice paper and Tao inkstone, and the pen wash and tea set seemed to be from the Ru kiln.

What is understated luxury? Here it is.

Just this Zen tea room can see the wealth of Chuandeng Temple.

Not to mention the rest, just talk about tens of thousands of wood carving characters, how much labor is required? Not to mention that these precious timbers are not produced in Goryeo itself, and they need to be transported by large ships across the ocean.

These so-called high monks are nothing more than meat eaters who exploit the people. Don't look at Master Zhihai's long-standing but approachable and kind monk's demeanor, just looking at this Zen tea room, you also know that his four major are not empty, and his heart is still famous and rich.

Xiao Shami had already sharpened the ink, prepared a pen and paper for Li Luo to sit on the case, and prepared a Chinese version of "Da Nikkei" on the desk.

Master Zhihai said with anticipation in his eyes: "Master Li, please do it." ”

Jin Guangxian and the others all stood aside, staring sideways with their eyebrows raised, posing as if they were looking at the joke first and then making trouble. Cui Xiuning was worried, she didn't know if Li Luo could pass the test smoothly.

Li Luo's face was solemn, and he sat in front of the desk with a dignified demeanor, and naturally took the brush from the pen mountain, skillfully dipped it in the inkstone, and while putting down the paperweight with his left hand, the tip of the pen in his right hand fell down gracefully. The whole action is done in one go, and anyone who sees it will know that it is a scribe who has been inking for a long time, and it is absolutely impossible to be a field slave.

On the rice paper, a line of beautiful Tubo script appeared smoothly: Da Nikkei.

"It's really Tibetan writing!" Master Zhihai's calm and indifferent expression couldn't help but show joy. He didn't know anything about the Tibetan language, and he knew a little bit about it, but he was far from being able to translate and write the Great Nikkei.

He naturally knew the three Tubo texts of the Great Nikkei, and Li Luo was absolutely right. Not only is there no mistake in writing, but he is also very proficient in calligraphy, and his calligraphy attainments are also very good.

Hearing Master Zhihai's words, Jin Guangxian and the others suddenly showed an expression of disbelief, can this kid be proficient in the Tibetan script? How can it be? Wouldn't it be just three words?

But then Li Luo's performance completely shattered their illusions.

Li Luo glanced at the Chinese language and wrote a sentence in Tubo Chinese, which was skillfully written and upright and beautiful. Even, gradually, Li Luo actually read a page of Chinese and directly wrote a large paragraph of Tubo Chinese.

Zhihai confirmed the few Tibetan characters he knew and Li Luo's writing one by one, and found that all of them could be matched. This shows that he is not scribbling, but really translating.

Li Luo wrote every word correctly and clearly, but the speed was not slow at all, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he wrote hundreds of words.

"Okay, Master Li is really young and high. It's just that lunch has arrived, and it's not too late to write after lunch. Master Zhihai said with great satisfaction, and his evaluation of Li Luo in his heart went up several steps, and he was already convinced of Li Luo at this time.

The Tibetan language is obscure and difficult to learn, and the Chinese language is even more difficult to learn, and the Tibetan is located in a remote plateau, and Goryeo never interacts with it, so the Goryeo people who are proficient in the Tibetan language are extremely rare. Nowadays, Mengyuan believes in Tantra, Tantra is powerful, the status of Tibetan monks is respected, and Ba Sipa is a national teacher. This young man can have a great future just by being proficient in the Tibetan language.

Thinking of this, Master Zhihai has already sprouted the heart of support.

Li Luo put down his pen and stood up and arched his hand: "Then I will thank you for the meal in your temple first." ”

Cui Xiuning breathed a sigh of relief, this fugitive was finally reliable, and he easily passed the test. Jin Guangxian, Liu Chengming and others were uneasy, and their faces were full of unwillingness.

The group used vegetarian food, Li Luo translated the "Great Nikkei" again, and Cui Xiuning took the initiative to leave the ink. Master Zhihai specially assigned a few small novices to serve in the Zen tea room. And Jin Guangxian and the others naturally didn't watch it anymore, and they went back to the residence room with gloomy expressions to rest.

The monk also arranged two lay rooms for Li Luo and Cui Xiuning, and Cui Xiuning's room was in the women's guest house. "The Great Nikkei" is tens of thousands of words, divided into more than ten volumes, and it is not possible to translate and write it in one day, and Li Luo wrote it so quickly, it will take several days.

In the afternoon, Zhihai came to the Zen tea room again and left satisfied.

At night, when the lamp was in hand, Li Luo had already translated and written two volumes of more than 10,000 words.

"It will take four days at most, and it will be done." Li Luo put down his pen and said, That's all for today.

The bell rang for the temple dinner, and the novice respectfully delivered the vegetarian meal. After the two finished eating, a middle-aged monk came in and said, "Master Li, the temple master has instructed that the scripture pavilion is open to Lord Li, and the donor can go to read the scriptures at night." ”

Li Luo said: "This is very good, please thank the master for me." ”

The collection of books in Chuandeng Temple is quite rich, and there are not only Buddhist scriptures, but also many rare Confucian classics. Because Goryeo is the country with the best integration of Confucianism, Confucianism is often proficient in Buddhism, and monks are often Confucian.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, Li Luo and Cui Xiuning went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the west under the leadership of Xiao Shami.

The Pavilion is very large and is divided into many scripture rooms, which are separated from each other by a screen bookcase. Because it was late at night, and the Pavilion was not accessible at will, there was no one else inside.

When the little novice who led the way left, Li Luo and Cui Xiuning were left in the entire Scripture Pavilion.

"It's going to be worth the money of the old nose in the next generation." Li Luo looked at the full books and thought to himself, any one copy can be sold at a sky-high price. It's a pity, it's a pity.

Cui Xiuning didn't have much interest in the scriptures, she didn't read them anymore after flipping through a few books, but entered a tea room, lit a green lantern on the case, and planned to leave together after Li Luo finished reading it.

It's quiet here, and even the sound of Li Luo looking for a book in the innermost part has disappeared, and this man is probably looking at it in some corner.

When Cui Xiuning was bored, he was ready to calm down and sort out his thoughts.

When it comes to meditation, what could be better than this time in this place?

But soon, Cui Xiuning found out that she was very wrong. Because she heard footsteps, and there was more than one person.

Two more people entered the Scripture Pavilion.

It seems that meditating here is no longer possible. Cui Xiuning shook his head, intending to stand up and leave first. But just as she was about to get up, the voice of a man made her sit back down.

"Brother Jin, is it really possible that Li Luo's uncle is an important minister who sent an envoy to the capital? How could he understand the Tibetan language? It turned out to be Liu Chengming's voice.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Guangxian's voice said coldly: "If it is, it means that he is also a disciple of the world, do you believe it?" I don't want to believe it. Which child of the world dresses like a beggar? ”

The two of them actually spoke a large section of Chinese. Cui Xiuning heard Li Luo say that the Goryeo clan mostly used noble Chinese, and only the vulgar and vulgar Goryeo language was used for the common people.

But he heard Liu Chengming say: "If he dares to say that he is from a family, he will be arrested and interrogated, but unfortunately he didn't say so, only said that his uncle often sent envoys to the capital." ”

"Hmph, then set a trap for him tomorrow, and then we will attack him on the charge of pretending to be a clan, and Master Zhihai will not be able to shield a liar at that time."