A gust of wind blew gently, and the old pine tree blew lightly with the wind, and the pine leaves fell on the old monk's shoulder. He already had a lot of pine needles piled up on his shoulders, and he had been meditating here for more than an hour.

Lin Haoran gradually calmed down the surprise in his heart, but he stood in place, seriously looking at this old monk who seemed to be integrated with this place. A monk who can cultivate to this level must be a monk who looks down on Hongchen.

Although he did not believe in Buddhism, he also understood that this kind of monk who could transcend the red dust was worthy of respect. Officialdom is confused by fame and fortune, so it has always been caught in the struggle, and thus gradually lost itself.

On the contrary, this eminent monk who is willing to be poor and dedicated to goodness has become a bystander who is far away from the world, seeing things that most people do not see, and is more objective about things.

The old monk dressed in gray cotton cloth seemed to have already noticed Lin Haoran's existence, and suddenly asked lightly: "Donor, but are you worried?" ”

Lin Haoran looked at the old monk for a long time, and when he heard him suddenly speak, he was slightly surprised in his heart, but he replied honestly: "I am not bothered in my heart, but curious about you!" ”

Once upon a time, he also had the idea of becoming a monk. It's just that whether it is in a previous life or this life, this idea is extremely short-lived, but it is impossible to give up the fame and fortune of the world.

He was indeed curious about someone who could transcend these things.

"Curious about the poor monks?" The old monk opened his eyes slightly unexpectedly, looked at Lin Haoran in front of him seriously, and said, "The donor is really different from ordinary people!" Amitabha, the poor monk is the presiding officer of this temple nameless! ”

"Nameless? Dare to ask why the host took this legal name? Lin Haoran found that this old monk was completely different from the monk he had seen before, and he immediately became even more puzzled.

The nameless host glanced at Lin Haoran seriously, and replied seriously: "Because the poor monk is nameless!" ”

"Are you an orphan?" Lin Haoran speculated.

The nameless host shook his head lightly and said: "No, the poor monk used to go to Beijing to study in Guozijian through Yangzhou, and when he traveled to Daming Temple, he was addicted to here, and then decided to escape into the empty door!" ”

"In that case, you have a name!" Lin Haoran didn't expect this monk to be a scholar, so he said seriously.

The nameless host did not agree with this statement, but shook his head lightly and said: "Yes, that is also the name of the poor monk when he was a scholar, but in the future, the poor monk is a cicada or a pig, so the poor monk should be nameless!" ”

"The host is a letter of reincarnation, but he can't remember his past life, so he claims to be nameless, right?" Lin Haoran is well aware of Buddhism's belief in reincarnation, which is to seriously analyze the Tao.

The nameless host shook his head seriously and said: "No, the poor monk remembers that he was a cicada in his previous life, and he also came here, which is also the reason why the poor monk wants to stay here!" ”

"Do you really remember?" Lin Haoran was secretly surprised in his heart, and asked very seriously.

The nameless host thought about it seriously, but suddenly shook his head and said, "It's not important anymore!" ”

"Why?" Lin Haoran asked again suspiciously.

The nameless host looked at Lin Haoran and said with a sense of meaning: "In the previous life, it was a cicada or a pig, after all, it has passed. Today, the poor monk has his heart to the Buddha and does good deeds, and this life is enough! ”

After years of officialdom tempering, Lin Haoran is already very good at observing faces, and now looking at the old monk's behavior, he knows that the other party is not lying, but has put everything down.

The nameless host raised his eyes and looked at Lin Haoran and said: "The poor monk has been participating in the Xuan for forty years, and he has already seen people!" Although you have a twilight on your face, you already have the image of seeing the sun through the clouds, if you can let go of the temperament of your previous life, you will definitely be able to benefit the common people! ”

"The host is fallacious, I have no death, a layman!" Lin Haoran was a little vigilant, and immediately denied it.

The nameless host glanced at Lin Haoran with a smile, but he admonished seriously: "The poor monk is all about this, may the donor let go of his past life as soon as possible and become a sage in the present dynasty!" ”

"Late retirement!" Although Lin Haoran was wary, he still respectfully gave a salute.

Coming out of the garden, it was not early to see that it was dark, so I went to look for flowers. Hua Yingrong arrived at the dining hall, where she was elegantly enjoying the vegetarian food here.

Lin Haoran looked at Hua Yingrong, who had elegant manners, from a distance, and realized that this woman actually had a kind of Buddha nature on her body, but she didn't know if she was a disciple of Guanyin in her previous life.

After briefly using the food here with Hua Yingrong, the two had no intention of spending the night here, so they left the temple together.

Hua Yingrong looked at the dilapidated appearance of the dining hall and other places, and before leaving, she donated five hundred taels brought, so that the monks here insisted that the two of them leave their names.

Lin Haoran hesitated for a moment, and finally left his ink pen with the pen, and then left with Hua Yingrong.

The two returned along the road, but when they arrived at Slender West Lake, they did not change to a cruise ship, but continued to take a carriage along a straight road towards the north gate of Yangzhou City.

It was at this time that the Yangzhou prefect's compound appeared tense.

After enduring patience for a few days, Yang Lai, the commander of Yangzhou Wei, broke into the Yangzhou Mansion Prison with more than 20 hearts, during which he was not blocked, and even the cell leader mainly took the key to help open the cell.

Although Commander Yang has a backer, he is also cautious, and after learning that Lin Haoran went to Daming Temple, he decided to break into Yangzhou Prison and take his son away from here directly.

Of course, he will not forget the transaction, and will bring Xu Yuanji and others with him. As for Lin Haoran, he has to blame him, his promotion and demotion are all in the military department, and it is not the turn of this Lord Qincha to decide his future.

"Thank you Commander Yang for the rescue, this son will definitely be rewarded in the future!" Xu Yuanji gave up his hand to Yanglai, and the depression of the past few days was also swept away.

Commander Yang knew the origin of this Gongzi brother, and also replied: "Xu Gongzi is polite, the ship is already closed, and the situation is really out of control in his day, and I ask Xu Gongzi to help!" ”

"Definitely!" Xu Yuanji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he arched his hand seriously.

But there is no need to ask for help, he and Lin Haoran have already formed a grudge, whether it is for his dignity or the reputation of the Xu family, he will give Lin Haoran a fatal blow.

"Get out of the way!"

Commander Yang took Xu Yuanji and others out to the gate of the prison, but he saw Xu Changqing, the governor of Yangzhou, with a group of yacha stopping there, and scolded him in a deep voice.

No one thought that although Lin Haoran was no longer in Yangzhou City, Yu Changqing, the magistrate, would jump out to stop it.