Chapter 172: East Palace

Wang Ping'an pointed at Huizheng and said, "You're not the ...... Ah, come to think of it, aren't you the monk in the Temple of Inspiration? He looked at the dilapidated temple and thought: "Being a high monk here is really hard enough, far less bitter than the bitterness of the White Horse Temple, and the old monk has a lot of style!" ”

Huizheng was also very surprised, but after all, he read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, his joy and anger were invisible, and his surprised expression was just a flash, so he put his palms together, bent down slightly, and said: "Amitabha, it turned out to be a small benefactor of peace, you actually came to Chang'an, and came to visit the poor monk in my temple, thank you to the poor monk!" ”

Wang Ping'an grinned, wanting to tell the truth, but he felt that telling the truth hurt Huizheng's face a little, so he had to say: "It turns out that Master Huizheng is actually in the temple, let's meet again, don't you come unharmed?" ”

Di Renjie said, "What's the matter, the eldest brother knows this little master?" ”

Wang Ping'an was a little embarrassed, nodded, and said, "Brother, this is Master Huizheng, and this is my new brother, named Di Renjie." The latter sentence is addressed to Huizheng.

Hui Zheng greeted Di Renjie again, and the courtesy was very weekly. Di Renjie took out a letter from his arms and said, "It turned out to be a senior monk of the Hui generation, disrespectful and disrespectful. Dare to ask the host, I have a letter here, I want to give it to him! He handed the letter over.

Hui Zheng didn't answer the letter, his face was a little sad, and he said: "The teacher passed away a few days ago, and the poor monk rushed back late, so he didn't see the last time the teacher!" ”

Di Renjie sighed, he didn't expect the host of the temple to pass away, his father had some friendship with the host of the Inspiration Temple, this time he went to Beijing, Di's father wrote a letter, asking the host to take care of one or two, but he didn't think that the Inspiration Temple was already ownerless!

Wang Ping'an saw that Di Renjie's outstretched hand couldn't be retracted, so he took the letter and said to Huizheng: "Master Huizheng's festival mourns!" Turning his head and raising his eyebrows at Di Renjie, he shook the letter with it, which means to ask, is there anything important in this letter?

Di Renjie was quite clever, immediately understood, and shook his head gently, this letter was reminisced about by his father and the host of the Inspiration Temple, and asked the host to take care of himself, if the host is gone, then this letter will be useless.

Wang Ping'an stuffed the letter back into Di Renjie's hand, and was about to speak, but the little monk behind him said: "Uncle Shi, there is a share here, right...... It's this Taishi Uncle Ancestor's! He can be regarded as finding a gap and being able to speak, and with a bright scalp, he handed Du Mu, who showed the identity of Wang Ping'an's uncle, to Huizheng.

No matter how calm Hui Zheng was, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face this time, and when he took a look, his surprise turned into horror in a blink of an eye, and he said: "The former host of the White Horse Temple has been dead for many years, how could the little benefactor of peace become his disciple?" ”

Wang Ping'an laughed a few times, and then picked out what happened in Luoyang. Hui Zheng was dumbfounded after hearing this, and only after a long time did he mutter: "This is really a coincidence, the poor monk has always wanted to spend a peaceful ...... Uncle Nian Worry came out of the sea of bitterness, but he didn't miss Uncle Bitter but took the lead! ”

In fact, the monks in the various monasteries do not have strict seniority titles, everyone calls them casually according to their age, and they call Huizheng's master a senior brother, but they also call Huizheng a master, relying on the level of cultivation and study in Buddhism, and they are by no means a real seniority. But Hui Zheng wants to call him a bitter uncle, so that Wang Ping'an will become his uncle!

Wang Ping'an wiped his forehead and said: "It's already very hot this day, if you call Uncle Shi again, I will be sweating all over, don't call it like this, you can call me my word, just call me sick, we don't necessarily have any difference in generation!" ”

Hui Zheng handed over Du Mu to Wang Ping'an, but said: "I can't do it, how can I make a mistake in my generation, my uncle can be easy-going, but my nephew can't be presumptuous!" ”

Di Renjie had a smile on his face, although he felt that he shouldn't laugh at this time, but he really couldn't bear it, if Wang Ping'an was his uncle, then wouldn't he also be an uncle!

Wang Ping'an didn't want to dwell on this kind of issue, took a look at the dilapidated temple, and said very tactfully: "After your master passed away, your uncle or brother went to other temples to place orders, how many people are still left in this temple?" ”

Say so, but in my heart I am very surprised, look at the dilapidated scene of this temple, it is not a few years to cause, it is estimated that Huizheng's master is not a person who is not very familiar with the world, there are nerds in the scholars, and there are not enough tactful monks, Buddhism may be very good, but the Guangda Temple is not capable enough, if the former host of the Inspiration Temple, there is the ability to see people almost like this, this temple will not be dilapidated like this, the courtyard is full of grass!

Hui Zheng was silent for a long time, and then he said gloomily: "The monks of the Heji Temple have all gone out to practice asceticism, and only the poor monks and him are left in the temple!" He looked at the little monk and said, "His name is difficult, he is the disciple of a poor monk's senior brother, and now he stays in the temple to take care of secular affairs." ”

Difficult? This name is no wonder that all the other monks ran away, and he is the only one left, and with this Dharma name, other monasteries dare not accept him!

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "That's it, why are you talking about these troubles, let's say something happy!" But the vision was so bleak, and I couldn't think of anything to be happy about.

Di Renjie said: "For the laity, if you don't die, there will be blessings, and for your temple, the same is true, now it is like this, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?" It can't be worse, so it will be more and more prosperous in the future, and Master Huizheng doesn't have to be anxious! ”

Before anyone else could speak, the little monk couldn't help it, and said, "It can be worse, let's say there is a fire......

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, don't have any more difficulties!" Go, now go out into the streets, take my horse, and walk around the streets, and if anyone asks you whose horse it is, bring him to the temple to meet me." ”

The little monk hurriedly agreed, and when he went out to take the white dragon horse and was about to leave, Wang Ping'an added: "If it is a soldier's question, then forget it, but don't bring them here!" ”

After sending him away, Wang Ping'an said: "Master Huizheng, we can't stand in the courtyard and talk, if there is tea and rice, please take a little out, it's so late, we haven't eaten or drunk yet." ”

Hui Zheng hurriedly said: "Uncle Nian Worry, you can call the poor monk and nephew." Then he smiled bitterly: "How can there be tea and rice in this temple, but I planted some vegetables in the backyard, and it is difficult to go to the street every day to change some food, and there is no overnight rice in the temple!" ”

Di Renjie hurriedly said: "I have some money here, it's better to ......" looked back at the door, and the trouble had already disappeared.

Wang Ping'an entered the main hall and said, "Then bear with me, and when my entourage comes, I will have whatever I want!" ”

Entering the hall and sitting dry, Hui Zheng is very good at studying Buddhism, but he is not good at hospitality, and he is far from having the ability to find words like reading bitterness, so he has to stare at Wang Ping'an with big eyes, relatively speechless!

After only a short time, the sky had just darkened, and I heard the sound of people outside, and as soon as the temple door opened, Hula hugged a large group of people, led by Ouyang Li.

As soon as Ouyang Li entered the courtyard, he shouted loudly: "Master, master, where are you?" Oh, master, why did you come here, but we were so easy to find, and almost didn't kill me! ”

Mi Xiaomiao also ran in later, and the eunuch's face was full of sweat, and he shouted: "Ancestor, ancestor!" I said no disease, you almost scared me to death, just a little bit, I was scared out of breath! ”

He was sent out by the prince to ask Wang Ping'an, all the way to nothing, but he lost people in Chang'an, how can he afford this responsibility, he has to be punished, please personally please is not good, then what can be handed over to him to do in the future, falling out of favor is uncertain, for eunuchs, losing favor, this life is over!

Wang Ping'an hurriedly came out of the hall and said, "I'm sorry, but I worried Lord Mi!" ”

Mi Xiaomiao ran to him, stomped his feet and said, "Those bastards who guard the door, Lord Ben must not spare them!" But this is not in a hurry, we have entered Beijing, we must immediately enter the palace to meet the prince, but we can't delay! "Don't say more, pull Wang Ping'an and leave.

Wang Ping'an had no choice but to follow him out of the Inspiration Temple, others couldn't, and they could only wait here, and Hamiti and the others were reluctant to leave, so they stayed and didn't go to their residence in Beijing.

On the way, Wang Ping'an asked: "Master Mi, it's dark, we can't enter the palace, right?" ”

Mi Xiaomiao said: "Of course I can't get in, but I have to report to the guards and say that we are back." Whether you can see it or not is a matter for His Royal Highness the Prince, but whether you can go or not is our business, and tens of thousands of courtesies are indispensable. You can't feel anything now, but if someone is bad behind your back, and you make irresponsible remarks with His Royal Highness the Prince, it's too late for you to make up for it! ”

Wang Ping'an had nothing to say, so he could only follow him all the way to the gate of the East Palace.

When they arrived, the gate of the East Palace had already been bolted, and it was impossible to let them in again, Mi Xiaomiao reported to the guards, he knew that the prince would not be summoned at such a time, but he still pretended to be anxious, stomped his feet and beat his chest outside the palace gate, shouting that it was too late, and he had done enough tricks.

It took a long time for news to come out of the palace, saying that the prince had a life and asked them to come back tomorrow, so Mi Xiaomiao left with Wang Ping'an and returned to the Inspiration Temple.

There are many people in the convoy, although the temple is so poor that it is scumbag, but it is not difficult for everyone, there are all kinds of food and accommodation supplies, anyway, there is nothing else in the temple, there are empty houses, everyone will spend the night in the temple!

Others slept peacefully, but Di Renjie couldn't sleep over and over, and he was very strange in his heart, who is the eldest brother, why does the prince want to see him?

On the fourth watch of the second day, Mi Xiaomiao called Wang Ping'an, freshened up and dressed up, and the two rushed to the East Palace.

waited from dawn to the third pole of the sun, but the prince never summoned Wang Ping'an, so he let him wait outside. Wang Ping'an was dressed neatly, dressed in full formal clothes, dressed solemnly, and standing in the sun outside the palace gate, he was so hot that he was sweating, he couldn't stand it!

Wang Ping'an said to Mi Xiaomiao, who was also sweating: "Master Mi, if the prince is not free today, let's go back!" ”

Mi Xiaomiao said: "What are you kidding, even if you have to wait for a day, you have to wait!" But it's strange today, why hasn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince summoned you? ”

"Why don't we find a shady place, or go into the doorway and wait?" Wang Ping'an made another suggestion.

Mi Xiaomiao smiled bitterly: "It's good that I didn't let you kneel and wait, bear with it again, maybe the prince will summon you in a while!" ”