Then I went to the shop on the edge of the temple that is said to be run by monks, and had a meal, all of which were common melon dishes, but they were fresh enough, and the knife work was just right, refreshing and delicious, which made people have a great appetite.

Although I met a wave of interesting people and things by mistake, I still didn't have the slightest landing and help for the purpose of my visit to Chenguo Temple.

I thought about it, and seemed to have forgotten what to remember, so I called a little novice who was dedicated to leading the way and running errands, and he was very skillful in fitting and saluting:

"What Commands the Good Man......"

"I'd like to inquire about something...... More than just convenience."

"It's not just laymen who want to know something......

I talked about some questions in bits and pieces, including the origin and history of the temple, the scenery and the distribution of various temples in the temple, and he was not impatient.

Finally, he suddenly slapped his forehead and made an oops.

"I went out with my fellow villagers to play and meet in this temple to ......."

I pretended to say,

"I didn't think that the temple was so big, and it was crowded and it was inevitable to get lost, is there any way to find people......

"Well,"

He pondered for a moment.

"There seems to be a way ......"

A moment later,

He took me to a huge plaque with the words "Bao Sheng" written in black lacquer, and next to it were some half-plastered walls.

"This is the birth archway of this temple, which was originally dedicated to those who are separated from the world, and the place where they are fostered to mourn and pray for blessings......

He said to the long shone wall

"You can ask the monks of the Yaowang Academy to leave a plaque on it...... A place to leave a connection"

"If the companions of the good men are also looking for people, they must pass through here, just look at this wall...... I should find it."

I'm hey, isn't this a message wall,

"This is to ask the little master to add a little sesame oil for the Buddha to ......"

But I still took out a little white coin and put it in his hand,

"I'm tired ......"

According to the alternate plan, according to the method mentioned in advance, I only need to pay someone to write a specific combination of sentences and revelations on the wall of the Yakuo-in Temple, which is dedicated to the good people to leave messages and pray for blessings, and if it is still effective, someone should take the initiative to contact me within three days.

After a while, I suddenly realized that I was being followed, could this be the sequelae of the people I just met and told me nothing? Or is there something wrong with the local eyeliner and strongholds?

The experience of fleeing all the way made me suddenly alert, and it was easy to find another suspected stalker.

However, the level of the other party's stare is really not very good, even if it is alternate, at least you have to pretend to be pious, where is there not to worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva first, but to pretend to stare at what Vajra Lux in the Buddha, as if flowers will grow on the face of the clay sculpture.

I tested it a bit, and then walked to the garden of flowers, which was dedicated to people to enjoy, and sure enough, I saw the man again, though he tried to hide himself in a pile of withered flowers.

I happened to hear someone say that there was a high-ranking monk who was preaching the Fa, so he went over.

Holding his head and squatting with those female dependents, he squeezed into the back of the Buddhist hall, and then asked the monk for the location of the toilet, walked to the side pavilion on the second floor, and then looked back under the cover of the pane.

I saw in the courtyard, after the man who followed him lost his purpose, he stood anxiously in place, and then two or three people dressed as servants came to meet him, and after exchanging words, they dispersed to find someone.

I lifted my head and squatted, and I climbed over the low fence and jumped out from the edge of the monk's house, outside was a vegetable garden planted by the monks themselves, and the soil still exuded the smell of freshly watered vegetables, stepping on the soft and loose vegetable bed, we soon saw the courtyard wall, and the sound of the street outside.

Walking in one direction along the courtyard wall, he soon bumped into a monk carrying water, appeased him with a small coin, and was a little dumbfounded, and then asked for advice to find the exit and merge back into the flow of people.

It would have been so easy to get rid of them in this very crowded monastery, but I'm not sure there were other followers waiting nearby.

Just find a canopy car waiting for customers at the street entrance, give enough money to go around the city twice, and then find a downtown car to get off halfway, change clothes in the ready-to-wear shop, and drive away through the side door.

When we went out of the city before closing with a bunch of miscellaneous things and returned to Shengchang Hug, it was already the evening time when the lights were on.

What happened on this day made us so tired and lazy that we didn't want to get up as soon as we sat down, and we even ate dinner in our room......

Because of the changes in the middle of the way, it was a little boring, and after the debate that ended hastily, Cai Yuanchang, the head of the Fushe Society, also said goodbye to everyone for the time being, took a few books in the Fushe, and came to the door of a house in Quxiang in the city alone.

There is no need to pass the word directly into the house, and the appearance of the deep gate compound is not very eye-catching, but the inside is a world of several spans.

Even in broad daylight, in the side courtyards and courtyards, there are faint sounds of silk bamboo and female music.

In the halls and corridors on both sides, there were all kinds of slaves and maidservants who were walking or standing, all of them seemed to be well-trained, and no matter what kind of things they held in their hands, when they moved, there was only the rustle of small steps rubbing against the ground.

After a few weights, he slowed down a little, nodded to the servant standing by the door, and walked through the porch to a large courtyard.

Hanging the already written banner:

Yu Gu knows that it is a trouble,

Endure and can't give up.

Referring to the nine days as righteousness,

The husband is also spiritual.

A middle-aged man in a wide robe was figuring out, and when he saw him, he couldn't help but greet

"Yuan Chang, let's see how my face is ......"

"Uncle Yo, I'm in Chenguo Temple today, but I met a wonderful person......

Listening to what he saw and the reactions of other people, this Uncle He couldn't help but smile interestingly

"In today's world of great controversy and radical changes, dragons and snakes rise from the land, reckless heroes, their generations are poor, chasing deer in the wild, there are some strange people and strange things, it is not surprising"

"But ......"

Uncle Yu thought about it and said

"Don't you think it's a little strange for him to talk about his perspective and position?"

"How do you say it......"

Cai Yuanchang looked curious.

"Don't you feel a little familiar with this way of looking at and thinking from the perspective of the overall situation of the court and the country's governance?"

"Is it a tribute? ……”

Cai Yuanchang said with some uncertainty

"I can list it in the article, and I am a famous minister who can be used as a precedent and ......"

"At least this is also the pattern of the position of the minister, the vision and mind that can be seen."

"Could it be that he died in Beijing?"

"Or maybe there is an amazing encounter......" ......

Two days later, I didn't bring my head to squat again, and went directly to the vicinity of the Fusha, wanting to do something with them.

I didn't find Cai Yuanchang, but I saw Li Boji come forward, pull me through the side alley, and walk to the tea shop on the side of the street, and whispered with a heavy face

"Woe to you......"

"What ......"

I was half amazed and half strange

"Remember those people at the debate yesterday...... They are all of the same light."

"So what......"

"There are several of them, the children of the local eunuchs......"

I smiled and immediately guessed what he was going to say

"Originally, the students of our academy were competing for their strengths and weaknesses, but they actually inquired about Brother Xia and was not a student...... I've already said I'm going to teach you a lesson."

"Of course, there will be no life, but it will be humiliated with a cane......"

"You'd better go, this guy isn't a big-minded person."

He said worriedly

"Moreover, the local government is the disciple of Luoxue, and he hates the economic and even utilitarian remarks the most, and he is afraid that he will take the opportunity to make trouble and be guilty of confusing the people."

"Isn't this a troubled time, and all kinds of doctrines are rampant......

I pretended to panic.

"It is precisely because it is a troubled time that local vassals can act unscrupulously, add charges, and attack dissidents."

He seemed to be a little distressed

"Since ancient times, the controversy between sects and schools has been much more tragic and decisive than the controversy between sects in the world,"

"Back then, the eldest disciple of the Fifth Patriarch, Shenxiu, also made people, chased and killed six groups, and there was Zen to divide the north and the south,"

"Back then, Confucius punished Shao Zhengmao, and the dispute between Confucianism and law was not settled until the beginning of the Han Dynasty,"

"The dispute between the Confucianism and Luoxue in the former dynasty is not your life and death."

"Seeing the decline of the old and new parties, Luo Xue's disciples even did not hesitate to devote themselves to the abolition of the Son of Heaven,"

"As a result, Cuoda, who was born in the garden under the Qixue Gate, killed the prime minister of the foreman palace with a bone in court, and the dust was settled."

"Then there was the dispute between Shuxue and Lingxue, so that it led to the rebellion in Shangjing,"

"Hey, the ancestor of Guan Zhongliu's Qi Sect, is his surname Han?"

I said suddenly

"Where, it is obviously the Qinglian Academy founded by Mr. Taibai, and the Shaoling School of Mr. Du Zimei, the two are collectively called Internal and External Qi Studies."

I'm embarrassed, what is this, Li Bai Dufu and his ilk, who hate life, can they start a sect, your circle is really messy.

Shouldn't there be a garden surnamed Han, who relies on painstaking cultivation and study, enters the office with a curtain, is obsessed with the Queen Mother, and sets up the Son of Heaven, and finally becomes the top figure of the regent of the Zaifu generation of several dynasties,

"It's useless to talk more, get acquainted. These are the little hearts of my generation,"

He handed over another pouch.

"You'd better get out of the state city quickly, or you won't regret it......"

Although his words were not true, and his motives were a little doubtful, I still made a gesture of gratitude.

Well, I can't take any chances, especially with the burden of squatting with my head in my hands. pinning one's own safety on someone's probability of being in good faith,

Just like the Beiyang warlord era in later generations, there may have been a few examples of people who made decisions for the people out of personal ideas or accidental kindness, but more often than not, they were all kinds of unreliable strange and typical villains who completely bullied men and women, creating countless human tragedies and precedents of joys and sorrows.

Not long after "I" left, Cai Yuanchang also returned to the Fushe, but unfortunately he could only return disappointed.

And Li Boji, who drove all the way and said goodbye to the city gate, also began to turn around, muttering to himself

"I'm so sorry...... If it's a good old day, it's quite a deep friendship."

"It's just that now, we can't let the superfluous variables change our future plans......"

"The chief has always been indifferent, but he has never been so curious......"

"I hope you don't look back, otherwise some things are fake, and they will become real......"