There is a temple on Yunju Mountain, called Zhenru Temple, in the third year of Zhonghe (883 years), it was also given the plaque of "Longchang Zen Temple" by Tang Xizong, and it is famous.

Zhenru Temple is known for its "agricultural Zen", self-sufficient, in this era of warlord division and people's livelihood, the temple seems to be very peaceful, there is a kind of tranquility like a pure land outside the world.

Zhu Li didn't understand why Wu Mourning was still in the mood to worship the temple, they were rebels who fled to Xinzhou, not to mention the shortage of military funds, people's hearts were still a little unstable, the most important thing now was not to find food and grass to stabilize the morale of the army?

However, he is not the only one who doesn't understand, the three brothers of Zhang Guiba are also confused, they just look at Zhu Li with their eyes, after all, if you want to know the reason, it is much more convenient for Zhu Li to ask.

In this regard, Zhu Li could only smile bitterly, but did not ask, and silently followed Wu Mourning into Zhenru Temple.

After the introduction of Xiao Shami, Wu Mourning and his entourage saw the powerful figures in Zhenru Temple in a large hall, these are two old monks with low eyebrows and about to die, with sad expressions, as if everyone owes them money.

One of the short and thin old monks, together with the stout old monk beside him, saw the extraordinaryness of Wu Mourning at a glance, and bowed their heads to him and said, "Amitabha, old man Quanqing." ”

"The old man is all taught."

"Welcome to our temple."

After the politeness, the short and thin old monk, that is, Quan Qing, asked with a bitter face: "I don't know the donor, why do you want to come to our temple?" ”

Wu Mian didn't look at them, but just looked at the furnishings in the main hall, the main hall is very magnificent, the Buddha is framed with gold makeup, the futon is splendid, and it is very luxurious.

Seeing all this, Wu Mian looked back at Quanqing and said lightly: "The march is here, the military food is in short supply, and I have heard for a long time that it is really like the temple's 'agricultural Zen'. ”

Borrowing food, or to the monk, this reason instantly stunned Zhu Li and the others, they felt that this reason was very incredible, and the eyes looking at Wu Mourning also became very weird, and they seemed to be stunned by his imaginative style.

Even the two old monks opposite, when they heard the word "borrowed grain", looked at Wu Mourning with a lot of surprise, and their expressions became unkind.

Zhu Li didn't know about the religion of the Tang Dynasty, so he felt strange, he didn't know how much Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty flourished, although Wu Mourning lived a lifetime, but he was a genuine Tang Dynasty person, and he was deeply touched by the wealth of Buddhism.

Since the Tang Dynasty, it is the most popular dynasty of Chinese Buddhism, there is no one, the ancient empress Wu Zetian was born in a Buddhist family, and her title of emperor is based on Buddhist theory, which shows that the influence of Buddhism at that time was great.

The Tang Dynasty was also a dynasty with the most monasteries, the reason was very simple, the monasteries enjoyed the privilege of exemption from military service and classes, and many civilians could not survive, so they drilled into the monasteries and never had to pay taxes again.

Moreover, the monastery operates gardens, all kinds of secular business, coupled with a large number of people in power who believe in Buddhism, up and down, and worship the Buddha has become a trend, so that no matter how small the temple, there is also an endless stream of almsgiving income, the monks of the Tang Dynasty, they live better than the common people do not know how much.

The monk has money and food, Wu Mourning is convinced, now the world is in chaos, the most oily and watery temple, but it has not undergone large-scale destruction, he then hit the idea on the monk.

"Amitabha, Lao Qu and other monastic monks, all monks, monks eat thousands of meals, clothes all over the world, how can they give surplus food to the general?" Although the thin monk was angry, his face was expressionless and he refused.

Wu Mian glanced at the other party lightly, and said unceremoniously: "Since the master also knows that the monks eat ten thousand meals and dress the world, but if the people are hungry and clothed today, Buddhism believes in cause and effect, and the people have been giving incense and providing you for survival for generations, is this cause and effect?" Now that their children and grandchildren are in dire straits, why did the Master help them and end this cause and effect? ”

"Or is it that the monks have always reached out to ask for money, and they have never planned to be grateful to Dade in order to repay them later?"

Wu Mourning's words were sharp and aggressive, and he almost didn't say that these monks were just a group of brutes who didn't repay their kindness; Such an insult, how could the two old monks stand it, the short and thin Quanqing, hearing this, his sad face suddenly turned red, and he trembled and pointed at Wu Mourning and said: "You, you ......" but there was no result for "you" for a long time.

Seeing this, the stout monk next to him hurriedly shouted a Buddha name: "Amitabha, donor, there is indeed no surplus food in our temple, if there is excess food, Lao Qu and others will never let the people go hungry, and will definitely try their best to help one or two." ”

"Hahaha." The words of the whole lecture made Wu Mourning laugh wildly, his eyes were cold and fierce, "There is a way that monks don't speak, you old monk is dishonest, since you said that there is no food in the temple, you dare to let me and others search." ”

As soon as he said this, Quan Zhu's expression changed instantly, he glared at Wu Mourning angrily, and shouted: "Donor, the monks are compassionate, and the old brother and brother saw that the donor was a guest from afar, so he comforted the donor with kind words. ”

The whole statement is majestic, and the meaning of threat is self-evident.

Their threats, will Wu Mourning be afraid?

Of course not, he looked at the two great monks of Quanqing and Quanzhu coldly, and said indifferently: "The Buddha is merciful and slaughters demons with angry eyes, but I mourn for the family and country, and I am confident that I am not a demon. ”

As soon as Quan Qing and Quan Zhi heard this, their bitter and hateful expressions changed, and a hideous and ruthless color immediately appeared on their faces, Quan Qing's hands were raised, and they suddenly slapped each other twice in the air.

A rush of footsteps suddenly sounded, and behind the main hall, two teams of gray-clothed and sturdy monks suddenly rushed out, they were violent, holding wooden sticks, and in a moment they surrounded Wu Mourning and others, just waiting for the old monk to give an order, these monks would not hesitate to shoot at Wu Mourning and others.

Wu Mian looked at these people coldly, he didn't care about it, he didn't move, although Zhu Li, Zhang Guiba and others were on guard, they didn't act rashly, the situation was tense, and it was imminent, and a fight was inevitable.

At this moment, a young man with lacquered hair like ink, a scarf and a white dress staggered over, his appearance was a little frivolous, and he was holding a wine gourd in his hand, and he recited drunkenly in his mouth: "Under the moon under a pot of wine, drink alone without a blind date, raise a glass to invite the bright moon, ...... to the shadow into three people, when drunk to have a good time, drunk and scattered, forever ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan." ”

This is "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", the masterpiece of the poet immortal Li Bai, expressing Li Baihuai's complex feelings, from lonely to not lonely, and then from not lonely to lonely, and finally not lonely.

His rash appearance attracted everyone's attention, and neither of the two sides of the confrontation took the lead in making a move, so he looked at him quietly.

The poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" is long, and the staggering young man began to chant from the moment he entered the door of the main hall, and he staggered and staggered, and rushed into the middle of the two sides of the confrontation, until he could barely stand up, and the whole poem was recited at all.

The young man's drunken eyes were hazy, and he slowly raised his head, as if he was about to look at Wu Mourning, however, Wu Mourning didn't react, but Zhu Li's expression changed greatly, because the moment the young man raised his head, the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in his mind appeared again.

accompanied by a deafening and loud voice, it resounded in his consciousness at the same time: "Guo Qizuo, the heroic soul Guo Jia, the body in the world; Guo Jia, the word Fengxiao, an important strategist of Cao Cao, Emperor Wu of Wei during the Three Kingdoms period, has the reputation of "Qizuo's talent" and "the ghost talent of the world". ”

Guo Qizuo, that is, a young man in white clothes, he was originally a fallen scholar, borrowing to live in Zhenru Temple, borrowing wine every day to pour out his sorrows, depressed, just when he was drunk and hazy, he suddenly heard Wu Mourning's sentence "But I Wu Mourning is concerned about the family and country, and I am brave enough to serve the people", I immediately woke up a little, and hurriedly ran out to see what kind of character it was, and dared to make such a big statement.

But when he raised his head and was about to look at Wu Mourning, he felt something in his heart, as if he was in the dark, he had his own divine power to pull him, and he couldn't help but shift his gaze and look fixedly at the young man who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old standing beside Wu Mourning.

The young man is in armor, carrying a long knife at his waist, holding a stainless steel spear, majestic and extraordinary, in a trance, there seems to be a halo blessing, making him look like a dragon and phoenix among people, and his elegance is unique.

The young man also looked at Guo Qizuo in a daze, that kind of look seemed to be able to see through the past and present lives of others at a glance, as if he was watching fire, clear and strange.

Seeing Zhu Li, Guo Jia was drunk, and instantly woke up fifty percent, regardless of how severe the situation around him was, he saluted Zhu Li and said respectfully: "In Xuzhou Guo Qizuo, please ask Your Excellency to honor your name." (Guo Jia is a native of Yingchuan Yangzhai, Tang Dynasty, Yingchuan County was renamed Xuzhou)

Guo Qizuo's behavior made Zhu Li come back to his senses from his stunned, seeing that the other party was so polite, he couldn't be lazy, and hurriedly responded: "In Xuzhou Zhu Li, Mr. is polite." ”

"Xuzhou, Xuzhou, haha, not only the geographical proximity, but also the same pronunciation, it seems that the two of us are destined, can you take the liberty to ask, where is your Excellency?" Guo Jia seemed to be very interested in Zhu Li, and he had nothing to say, so he was reluctant to ask.

This is a famous man in history, when Cao Cao was in the land of four wars, he was able to dominate the Central Plains in the end, and Guo Jia's contribution was indispensable. The great leader of New China once said: Guo Jia is an outstanding man of wisdom and resourcefulness in history, and his theory of ten victories touches almost all aspects of China's thinking on the art of war.

Such a peerless person beeped at Zhu Li, and Zhu Li felt a little flattered, but he was still sober, what did he do, he didn't dare to talk nonsense now, so he could only avoid the other party's gaze with a little shame, and turned to Wu Mourning for help.

When Wu Mourning saw this scholar, he was so interested in Zhu Li, and he was secretly very happy, it was gold that always shines, it seems that I Wu Mourning is not the only one with a unique vision, there are still many people in the world who are discerning and discerning.

As soon as he thought of this, he said without hesitation: "His name is Zhu Li, and he is currently the captain of the grass army Guoyi. ”