In the early morning of the second day, the breeze was gentle, and on the edge of the beautiful West Lake, a somewhat lazy young man rode a white horse to Leifeng Pagoda, but there were some water stains on his body, mainly because he had just met a big carp more than two meters long, and wanted to jump on him, almost crushed him to death, and finally flickered away. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Yijin Sutra has been realized to the last moment, and the same is true of the Washing the Pulp Sutra, Fang Yun had to turn to Fahai Zen Master to solve his doubts, not to mention that he had to thank the old monk for protecting him.

He didn't know that he had a dragon spirit, if he didn't have Fahai to help him cover up, this trip to Bianjing, there would be death and no life, and the saint today is not a Ming Jun, but after all, there are some powerful people under his hands, if these masters hidden in the palace see his luck, he himself will definitely not be able to get out of the palace.

Fang Yun rode the heavenly clouds and walked leisurely along the lake, and saw a group of monks carrying wooden barrels for rice and walking towards him.

"Three questions master, where are you going, is it difficult to go to dinner?" His Royal Highness the Prince was a little curious, how could this group of monks all wear the clothes of the man, and they brought the cooking guys with great fanfare.

"Your Highness? Your Highness, we miss you to death. The monk threw away the heavy rice bucket and ran over happily, as did the other monks, greeting him gossipingly, and he was still very concerned about his safety.

Fang Yun grinned, but it didn't feel good, this group of monks definitely didn't think about him so well, sure enough.

The master of the three rings who was cooking looked down at the rice bucket melancholy, and then rubbed his hands and said, "Your Highness, Leifeng Pagoda has not had incense money for a long time, why don't you donate some?" ”

"Why, didn't my dad donate less?" His Royal Highness the Prince was stunned, he didn't want to be the wronged leader, how much can you monks eat.

"No, the host asked us to go to the soup kitchen outside the city, after all, there will always be some young children who can't eat, or are robbed, the prince usually has all the opportunities, and it is not easy to save so many disaster victims, so I don't dare to trouble the prince, we will help some of the weak, although the brothers don't care about this, but the silver donated by the prince is gradually gone, and the brothers have long run out of oil and water in their stomachs." The master of the three rings looked helpless, it doesn't matter if he saves people, but unfortunately there is no surplus food at home, and he has nothing to eat.

As he spoke, Sanwen grabbed Xiao Yu Wen who was hiding behind him, pointed at him and said, "Your Highness, look at it, Yu Wen has become a monkey, and if he doesn't eat something, he will starve to death." ”

The corners of Fang Yun's mouth twitched, Yu Wen was not fat in the first place, from the time he left to the time he came back, it was not easy to lose a pound, Xiao Yu Wen smirked, and wanted to run, but unfortunately His Royal Highness the Prince liked to bully him, so he held down his little head and brought it back.

"Don't worry about the incense money, you take this bit of silver first, and after the soup kitchen, you go to improve the food." Fang Yun took out a hundred taels of silver and threw it in Sanjie's hand, and the three questions with bright eyes wanted to snatch it, but he had already been put into his arms.

"Thank you, Your Highness, then we'll go first." A dozen monks left carrying seven or eight rice buckets.

Xiao Yuwen blinked, and said cutely: "Your Highness, go get busy, I'll go and give porridge to them." ”

"No, no, go back with me and meet your master." The corners of Fang Yun's mouth curled, and he dragged his ear and led the horse away.

"Let go, you let go, if you don't let go, I'll bite you!!"

"Come on, you bite me, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

"Open Tai Chi!!"

"Ya, come up and enlarge the moves, Tai Chi is still taught to you, you dare to use it against me."

"Smack, ah!! Bang Bang Bang!! Ahhh I was wrong, don't spank, don't spank me!! ”

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Walking to the limping Xiao Yuwen, rubbing his buttocks from time to time, his face was full of bitterness, looking very pitiful, but according to Fang Yun's words, the child is still young, so he has nothing to do to beat it, so that he can increase his memory, otherwise this son will be gone for a few months, and he will not know how to serve people.

"Master, what are you chanting for?" Fang Yun came to Leifeng Pagoda and saw the old monk sitting on the futon, drowsy, not knowing what to say.

Zen Master Fahai raised his eyelids, and when he saw His Royal Highness the Prince, he was shocked, sat up straight, and said slowly: "Amitabha, how is His Highness doing lately?" ”

"It's good, thanks to the master's care, you can play while you go." Fang Yun patted Xiao Yuwen's head and drove him away.

Xiao Yuwen was indignant, but he still pouted and walked away, the master looked at His Royal Highness the Prince all day long, making him very sad, and sometimes he would secretly muttered in his heart: "Could it be that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is the illegitimate son of the master?" ”

"It's possible, otherwise it's better for him than for me as an apprentice!"

Fang Yun naturally didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he hesitated for a long time, and was just about to speak: "Master, that Dragon Tiger Mountain.."

The old monk seemed to know what he was going to say, raised his hand to stop him, and shook his head gently: "Heaven is ruthless, although there are laws, but every step you take is uncertain, so the future is under your feet after all." ”

Regarding Zhang Songxi's words, he is only talking about the emperor, but in his heart, it is the fate of the entire dynasty, the emperor can let him call the shots, is there not a few people in the royal family?

This thought has always been hidden in Fang Yun's heart, at this time he is under a lot of pressure, this Qianyang is like the Song Dynasty in the precarious previous life, he is fortunate to be here, and he still has the power and money in his hands that others have never had, if he doesn't change the state of today's society, Fang Yun is really unwilling.

How many victims starve to death and freeze to death in Qianyang every year, this is what he doesn't want to see, just because they are Han people, and so are they.

According to the state of Qianyang at this time, even if he will not be defeated by the Jurchens, he will be ruled by the rising Mongols, which he does not want to see.

From the moment he came to this world, Fang Yun had the ability to change the fate of others, the fief to which King Yan belonged was his testing ground, speaking with his conscience, he liked a leisurely life, but unfortunately no one would allow it, because he was the son of King Yan, the future Prince of Yan, the emperor connived at him, because King Yan had a strong and strong Yan Yun iron horse, if there was no power in his hands, how could he live a leisurely life?

And he didn't want to see the tragic scene in the future, so from that moment on, Fang Yun no longer lived with a playful attitude.

It's a joke to work hard, but it's also appropriate to work hard and read the military book.

"Master, the last volume of the Yijin Sutra is a little incomprehensible, and I still want to ask Master Rao for some free time these days, hoping to explain some Buddhism to me." Fang Yun clasped his hands together and recited a sentence of Amitabha, the Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra were practiced at the same time to the fullest, there would be a full-body baptism, the changes would be amazing, Fang Yun didn't want to give up this opportunity.

"Although Your Highness doesn't practice Buddhism, but he is kind-hearted, Lao Wei naturally won't hide it privately, so you can come back and live the day after tomorrow." Fahai nodded with a smile.