The carriage doesn't look very big from the outside, but once inside, it's quite spacious, and there are four people seated in it.

In the middle of the carriage, there is also a small table made of nanmu, on which are placed some white jade teacups, which look very precious. There are also a few unfinished books on the side of the week.

"This is my eldest brother's carriage, I just lent it out for use." Zhao Qing sat down and said to a few people.

Wang Zhong looked aware: "I just said that such an elegant carriage doesn't look like yours." ”

Hearing this, several people snickered, but Zhao Qing said indifferently: "Also, if I don't know how to engage in these things, just get some mink fur and spread it on the seat and then put a few plates of Hangzhou snacks, isn't it just to make a carriage for enjoyment?" ”

Wang Zhong shook his head when he saw Zhao Qing playing live there, and then said to Ye Xipo: "Brother Ye, this is the calligraphy that should have been placed yesterday, this is the copying post of the Cao family, although it is not very precious, but it is the most suitable for people who have just practiced calligraphy, and I hope you don't dislike it." After speaking, he took out a scroll of notebooks and handed it to Ye Xipo.

"I'm so grateful that Brother Wang can give me a note, how can I dislike it." Ye Xipo caught it and said to Wang Zhong.

The carriage traveled on the bluestone slabs of the street, and although there were a few exclamations from the two pillars from time to time, it did not disturb anyone's attention.

After arriving at Yifeng Pavilion, after ordering food from the guys in Yifeng Pavilion, Ye Xipo and the others pulled Grandma Liu into the second pillar of the Grand View Garden and walked towards the second floor.

"Brother Xipo, you just said that you can eat here for free for a year?" Erzhu was surprised and almost vomited out the tea he had just drunk in his stomach.

Zhao Qing sat next to Erzhu and said with a smile: "Erzhu, don't you know that as soon as Brother Ye's poem came out, the surrounding scholars were shocked and silent, and even a certain guy was ashamed of himself. He looked at Wang Zhong gloatingly.

Wang Zhong took the teacup and sipped it and said, "I am indeed not Brother Ye's opponent when it comes to composing poetry. ”

At this time, it was not yet time for dinner, so there were actually only people at the table on the second floor, "Although the poetry is better than Brother Wang, I can't compare to Brother Wang in terms of scriptures and history." Although Ye Xipo is confident but not conceited, although he has more than 2,000 years of wisdom and insight beyond them, but these are also the first contacts, and they are definitely not as good as Wang Zhong, who has been learning since childhood.

"Brother Xipo, you see there is a monk down there." Erzhu suddenly exclaimed.

When everyone heard this, they also looked down, and saw a young monk who was about two years old walking on the street wearing a gray monk's robe, and they didn't want to meddle in things, but Ye Xipo accidentally saw that the monk was full of vegetables, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.

So he stood at the window on the second floor and shouted down: "That little master, can you come up and get together?" ”

The little monk touched his stomach and looked over, and found that it was a fourteen-year-old child talking, and after hesitating for a while, he folded his hands and said, "Amitabha!" After that, he walked towards the place where Ye Xipo was.

"Amitabha, thank you for your generosity!" The little monk sat down at Ye Xipo's signal, picked up a piece of vegetarian steamed bun and took a bite.

Ye Xipo was curious: "Where is the little master a monk, why did he come to the city?" ”

Hearing Ye Xipo's question, the little monk put down the steamed bun in his hand and continued to fold his hands and said: "The little monk is a novice from Yunyin Temple, and this time he went down the mountain to give alms. ”

"Cloud Hidden Temple?" When Ye Xipo heard this, he asked excitedly, "Is there still a monk named Daoji in your temple?" ”

When it comes to Ye Xipo of Yunyin Temple, he thinks of the Daoji monk who descends the dragon and the reincarnation of Arhat, what if he travels into the fantasy world? Ye Xipo wanted to be in the wrong.

"Well, the little monk grew up in Lingyin Temple since he was a child, but he has never heard of a monk named Daoji." The little monk looked at Ye Xipo and said excitedly.

Ye Xipo was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he immediately recovered, originally just to confirm whether Dao Ji existed.

After everyone talked with the little monk for a while, Ye Xipo turned his eyes to the little monk and said, "Little master, why are you only vegetarian?" The meat is also delicious. ”

The little monk was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "This little benefactor, we Buddhists can't eat meat, this is a precept. ”

Zhao Qing next to him also helped when he heard it and said: "Yes, Brother Ye, the monks are all vegetarians, and eating meat is a broken vow." ”

"Oh? But what the Buddha said you can't eat meat? Ye Xipo still didn't plan to let go of the little monk and continued.

The little monk thought about it carefully, but there was no scripture that said that he would quit meat, "The little monk doesn't know, but the rule of the temple is that you can't eat meat, and I think there is a reason for his existence." ”

"Haha!" Ye Xipo smiled and said to the little monk, "Does the little master know about Siddhartha and Devadatta? ”

The little monk scratched his smooth head and said, "Siddhartha is my Buddha Shakyamuni, this Devadatta?" ”

Ye Xipo was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that Tianzhu's scriptures were brought to the Central Plains by Tang Xuanzang, and now Tang Xuanzang may still be working hard to practice Buddhism, maybe he has no idea of leaving.

"Ahem, it's okay if you don't know, this Devadatta is Siddhartha's cousin, but the views put forward by the two are different, Siddhartha advocates awakening the world, while Devadatta advocates abstaining from meat and sex, and practicing his own body, but in the end, Devadatta went to the hell of Abi, do you still want to be a vegetarian?" Ye Xipo said with a playful face.

The little monk who heard these words for the first time fell silent, and his expression changed back and forth.

Finally, he exhaled a long breath: "Amitabha! ”

"Amitabha, all things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and they should be viewed as such." The little monk's eyes lowered slightly, and he whispered.

"Abi Hell is not a kind of practice, Xuanzang must go to my Buddha in his lifetime, obtain the true scriptures and improve the Dharma."

Ye Xipo was taken aback: "You said your name is Xuanzang?" ”

Although the little monk didn't know why Ye Xipo was surprised, he still nodded and said, "The little monk is called Xuanzang." ”

Could it be that Xuanzang learned scriptures in the west because of me? Ye Xipo said that he was a little confused now.

"Master Xuanzang, do you know that Buddhism is in Tianzhu in the west, although there are not 108,000 miles away from the Central Plains, but there are 10,000 miles, you may not be able to come back in more than ten years, are you still willing to go?"

Xuanzang heard that although his face was a little confused about the future, his eyes were full of determination: "No matter what the road ahead is, when I finish studying the Central Plains Buddhism, I will definitely go to Tianzhu to retrieve the true scriptures." ”