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Except for a little ambition, Han Ruzi has nothing, so he can only wait and wait patiently.

On the last day of the first lunar month, Yang Feng left and went to the Northern Army to serve as the chief historian, and warned the tired marquis when he parted: "Don't act rashly, if someone takes the initiative to contact you, you must tell me." Du's grandchildren are credible, but they are Jianghu people, don't say too much to them. ”

Han Ruzi remembered, he was looking forward to someone coming, even if it was a provocation, but the days passed, becoming more and more dull, there were never guests in the Tired Hou Mansion, and no strangers suddenly rushed up when walking on the street, and the puppet career in the palace became magnificent in the memory.

The deposed emperor seems to have been forgotten.

There was not much new in the newspaper sent every three or five days, and the queen mother finally failed to resist the repeated letters of the courtiers, and recalled the three uncles of the new emperor to the capital and gave them heavy rewards, but did not arrange positions of real power. The struggle between the Queen Mother and the Cui family has come to an end, at least on the surface, Han Ruzi has no other sources, and can only guess that both sides are accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity.

Spring is blooming, Cui Xiaojun is enthusiastically tidying up the back garden, and Han Ruzi feels that he should go to Bao'en Temple to fulfill the wish of the imperial concubine.

Bao'en Temple is not a city. Ordinary pilgrims can only enter the front hall to burn incense and worship. I want to see the stand-in tablet of the first emperor. With the permission of the temple, Zongzheng Mansion, Ministry of Rites, Monk Zhengsi and other parties, Han Ruzi applied in the first month, and did not receive a reply until March, and finally made the trip on the third day of April.

Cui Xiaojun prepared a large number of gifts, gold, silver, sesame oil, food, clothing, beads, etc., as long as it is a monk registered in Bao'en Temple, everyone has one.

In the end, the yamen of all parties proved that they had delayed for so long, and there was a little justification. The whole incense process was extremely smooth, from the moment the Tired Marquis and his wife left the house, everything went according to plan, and several messengers took turns to go to Bao'en Temple to report the location of the Tired Marquis, and bring back the situation of the monks.

On this day, Bao'en Temple only received the tired Hou and his party.

Han Ruzi felt like he was leading his troops into a fight, but this was a doomed battle, and he even had to prepare the spoils for the other party in advance.

As the "victorious" side, Bao'en Temple gave enough face, the abbot and a dozen monks out of the temple to greet, the stars holding the moon generally welcomed the young couple into the temple guest room. After drinking tea and resting, head to the main hall to worship the Buddha. The abolished emperor also had to bend his knees here and treat the gods and Buddhas as ancestors and ancestors.

The next step is to keep worshiping the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, and after each worship, you have to rest for a while, taste the vegetarian food in the temple, listen to the monks chanting, and chat with the abbot.

After noon, the highlight of the incense offering was to distribute alms to the monks, and Cui Xiaojun took a bag of things from the servant and handed them to another servant, who in turn passed them on to the monk whose name was called.

The whole process lasted for more than an hour, and Han Ruzi stood next to his wife, and kept saluting, feeling more tired than being an emperor.

In the evening, the formal process finally ended, the tired marquis and his wife went to the meditation hall to sit for a while to feel the atmosphere, Cui Xiaojun went back to the guest room to rest, and Han Ruzi went under the guidance of the abbot to incense the emperor's stand-in tablet.

Tomorrow morning, they will burn incense and beg for prayers before they can go home.

The room where the tablet was enshrined was small and spotlessly cleaned, and the old monk recited the scriptures to the tablet for a while, and then retreated with interest, leaving only the tired marquis and an attendant.

Zhang Youcai let out a sigh of relief and whispered: "I didn't expect it to be so troublesome in the morning, and the monks in the temple were too stingy to even care about dinner." ”

"The monks don't eat for lunch, so we have to follow the customs." Han Ruzi also heard about it from the ceremonial officer, so he ate a little more at noon, and he is not very hungry now.

Zhang Youcai rubbed his stomach, "After practicing the squatting horse step with the Du family for so long, it is finally a little useful, and after standing for a day, I can actually persevere." ”

Han Ruzi smiled, came to the offering table, looked at the tablet above, the tablet was placed in a small wooden niche, and when he looked closely, he found that the tablet was still wrapped in a piece of yellow silk, presumably to cover the name of the first emperor.

Han Ruzi took out the jade ornament, gently put it in the wooden niche, and said in a low voice: "We haven't met, I am your younger brother Han Ruzi, entrusted by the imperial concubine, to send this thing...... That's it. ”

Zhang Youcai knelt on the futon, kowtowed to the tablet a few times, and said, "Your Majesty Emperor Si, we haven't met yet, but please protect my master from safety." ”

Han Ruzi smiled and shook his head, "You go out first, I'll stay here alone for a while." ”

"Yes." Zhang Youcai kowtowed to the tablet again, got up and withdrew.

Han Ruzi stood alone for a while, and couldn't find any feelings, he didn't know this brother, and he didn't know how to get along with normal brothers.

He folded his hands and bowed twice, ready to leave.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, as if someone was yelling, Zhang Youcai pushed the door in, and said in a panic: "Master, I will protect you!" ”

"What's going on?"

Zhang Youcai looked dazed, and at this time, the voice outside was clearer, and it was clearly a loud voice shouting: "It's on fire!" It's on fire! ”

Han Ruzi was startled, hurriedly walked to the door, and looked in the direction of the guest room.

There was no fire.

Zhang Youcai ran to the abbot in a few steps, "Where is the fire?" ”

The old monk of the abbot smiled bitterly, "Amitabha, there is no fire, it is a mad monk who is screaming." ”

Zhang Youcai and Han Ruzi turned to look, only to see that four monks were holding down another monk in the corner of the wall.

"There are still crazy monks in the temple of retribution?" Zhang Youcai didn't believe it.

The abbot walked up to the Marquis and said, "He is not a monk of this monastery, and he doesn't know where he came from." I've always been crazy. The former abbot looked at him pitifully. He was allowed to borrow it in the temple. He didn't come when he came, he left the temple a month ago, and he didn't know when he came back, hiding in the back temple, and we didn't even see it, and he collided with nobles, and he was guilty of sin. ”

Han Ruzi didn't care, "Since he is a monk in the temple." He should also receive a charity, ask the abbot to release him, and call him over. ”

The abbot looked embarrassed, thought for a while, and said to the monks: "Let go of the light roof." ”

Zhang Youcai laughed, "The monk's Dharma name is 'Guangding', it's really ...... What a frank one. ”

The abbot just smiled bitterly, "Otherwise, how can you say that he is a mad monk." ”

The strength of the mad monk's bare top is not small, and as soon as the monks let go, he jumped up and looked around. "Strange, such a big fire. How do you say that if you don't have it, it's gone? ”

"Where did the fire come from, you are sleepy." One of the monks gasped.

Guangding suddenly pulled his legs and rushed forward, and the four monks beside him had no time to stop him. In the blink of an eye, Guangding ran to Tihou's side, and without saying a word, circled around him.

Han Ruzi was not afraid, stretched out his hand to signal that the other monks did not need to help, and said to Guangding: "Is the monk good?" ”

The bare top was dirty, his hair was two or three inches long, and he couldn't tell his age, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he stared at Tihou for a while, then suddenly turned around and pouted his ass at Tihou, "Let it say, well, we're fine." With that, he let out a stench.

Zhang Youcai protected in front of his master, "bold and bare-topped...... Vegetarian monks are also so stinky......"

Han Ruzi covered his nose and dodged, and the abbot waved his robe sleeves, "Amitabha, sins and sins, bare-topped, aren't you afraid of falling into hell after death?" ”

Guangding laughed and recited a verse: "Let go of the qi in the abdomen, and the body is empty." Please sit in the heart of the Buddha, and hell laughs and hits the bell. Old monk, you are worried that I will fall into hell, but I am worried that you will be in the world forever, and there will be no future. ”

The abbot did not want to argue with the mad monk, and while chanting, he motioned to the other four monks to take the baredome away.

The mad monk's sentence "forever in the world" made Han Ruzi's heart move, and he took a step forward and said: "Slowly, they are both monks of Bao'en Temple, and they cannot be treated differently, Zhang Youcai ......"

"Our alms are prepared on a per capita basis, and there is no superfluity at all." Zhang Youcai was reluctant to give benefits to the mad monk, "It's all to blame on the abbot, and the mad monk won't be informed in advance." ”

"Blame me, blame me." The abbot admitted with a smile, "Don't bother, there are many monks in the temple, so let's give a portion to the light roof." ”

Looking at the abbot's eyes when he looked at the bald top, he probably only gave him a stick afterwards.

"The Buddha sees the world as equal, but the world sees the Buddha as a big temple and a small temple, a golden body and a mud body, isn't a mad monk a monk?" The light top is not relenting.

Han Ruzi said to Zhang Youcai: "The master is right, give him silver." ”

Zhang Youcai covered the purse on his waist, "No, master, it's bad enough to smell the smell of others, and you have to give money, what's the reason for this, what's the reason?" ”

Han Ruzi said with a smile: "Don't look at the monks from a secular perspective. ”

Zhang Youcai couldn't understand those crazy words, so naturally he didn't think that the other party was a monk, and muttered: "Monk...... I didn't see how tall it was. Reluctantly, he took out a small piece of silver from his purse, and seeing that his master was dissatisfied, he had to take out a few more pieces, make up enough ten taels, and hand them to the mad monk.

Guangding grabbed it unceremoniously, put it in his mouth and bit it twice, and threw it away, "Instead of giving me money, it's better to give me something else." ”

Zhang Youcai's face was flushed with anger, and the four monks hurriedly went to pick up the silver on the ground and wanted to return it to the tired marquis.

Han Ruzi became more and more respectful and asked, "What does the master want?" ”

"Just now I saw that your whole body was red, like a fire—give me your clothes."

"That's not going to work!" Zhang Youcai hurriedly refused.

Guangding didn't force it, laughed a few times, suddenly jumped forward, put the tired Hou on his shoulders and ran forward.

Zhang Youcai, the abbot and the others were all startled, chased after them in a panic, and shouted to order the light top to release the people.

Han Ruzi was also startled, and smashed his fist on the back of the bare top, and there were a few bangs, as if he hit a dead wood, which made his hands hurt.

Guangding was very familiar with the path in the temple, turned a few corners, and put down the tired Hou, "Stingy donor, it's boring." "I ran away.

Zhang Youcai and others caught up, surrounded the tired marquis and apologized, and the abbot called a few monks to chase after Guangding, and asked him to plead guilty no matter what.

There is no shadow on the top of the light, but the voice is there: "The morning sun will not rise in the east tomorrow, and the red flame will rush to the west!" Haha, the world is shocked! ”

While dusting off the ashes for the tired marquis, the abbot said: "The tired marquis forgives the sins, Guangding is usually not so crazy, but today I don't know what's wrong, and the things I read are also nonsense, not the words of Buddhism." ”

Han Ruzi felt more and more that there was a deep meaning in the mad monk's words, maybe he was the person he had been waiting for?

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