Chapter 529: Swimming in the Lake and Passing Away

"Amitabha." Monk Huaihai was silent, and his face was full of bitterness.

Han Rui was a little unbearable, and comforted: "Master Huaihai, you don't have to worry, in fact, in my opinion, Your Majesty's move is nothing more than a warning, and it has no special meaning. ”

Anyway, with Li Shimin's wisdom, as long as those monks concentrate on studying Buddhism, and don't simply take the imperial power, they will definitely not be huhsed against them, after all, balance is the royal way, and the Buddhists are eliminated, and the Tao is dominant, and the Taiping Road is a lesson from the past, and I am afraid it is not something that Li Shimin wants to see.

"I hope so." Monk Huaihai didn't have much confidence, and said softly: "Lord Han Shi ......"

"Ahem, Master Huaihai, in a few days, I'm going to Yuezhou to do something."

Knowing what Monk Huaihai was going to say, Han Rui preemptively said, "Can you be with my local customs." ”

Amitabha, Monk Huaihai sighed lightly in his heart, barely refreshed, and seriously described the basic situation of Yuezhou.

After talking for a long time, understanding some of the situation, and not giving Monk Huaihai a chance to speak, Han Rui also took his leave, Monk Huaihai was quite helpless, got up to see him off, came to the bottom of the mountain, looked at Han Rui's distant figure, and felt melancholy.

"Idiot, are you still incomprehensible?" Monk Zhiyun walked in lightly, his eyes full of pity.

Monk Huaihai bowed his head and saluted, and said in a muffled voice: "Please preside over the teachings." ”

"Hanshan Zen Master, a hidden monk of Guoqing Temple in Tiantai Mountain, once asked the Zen Master, how to deal with the slander of me, bullying me, insulting me, laughing at me, despising me, despising me, hating me, and deceiving me?" Monk Zhiyun said indifferently: "The Zen master answered, just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, you look at him." ”

"Amitabha." Monk Huaihai vaguely understood.

Monk Zhiyun asked again: "Huaihai, do you know why you have practiced for many years but still can't attain the Tao?" ”

"The disciple doesn't know, I hope the host will guide Mijin." Monk Huaihai was ashamed and looked forward to it.

"Because you're already in the middle of a mundane thing, and you don't know it." Monk Zhiyun sighed and said, "The six roots are not pure, and you can't concentrate on cultivation, and no matter how hard you practice, it's impossible to preach." ”

The bell, with a loud sound, is like a Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the body of Monk Huaihai trembles slightly, and it is difficult to maintain a calm mood, and Lu àn is like a hemp ball.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, Huaihai, if you still don't understand, it's better to return to the world." Monk Zhiyun said lightly, waved his sleeves lightly, and turned away.

"Presiding ......" Monk Huaihai exclaimed, pleading.

Monk Zhiyun is unmoved, this is a hurdle, can not be crossed, returning to the vulgar is the best destination, after walking, in order to inherit their mantle and promote Buddhism.

I don't know, the opportunity to become a disciple of Monk Zhiyun, Han Rui holding an umbrella iméng in the drizzle, leisurely walking, it seems that there is no such leisure. The green hills, the green water, the huā bushes, the fresh drizzle, the chilling breeze, the scenery is beautiful, picturesque, and full of indescribable beauty.

Admiring the beautiful and beautiful landscapes in the south of the Yangtze River, Han Rui was ethereal physically and mentally, forgetting all his sorrows and troubles, experiencing the gifts of nature with his heart, and unconsciously returning home.

"Lang Jun, how is it, a good bad monk, are you being a monk again?" Liuying greeted him, took the umbrella, and took it outside to dry.

"Monk Huaihai is still good." Han Rui chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I have already rejected him with righteous words." ”

"It's a given." Liuying smiled and said, "Lang Jun is reluctant to give up his wife...... And Mrs. Shein. ”

"And the usual xiǎo langjun." The painting screen added, took a dry robe and replaced it for Han Rui.

"Don't let yourselves go." Han Rui smiled, swept his palm, and ate some tender tofu, which made the two pretty women embarrassed and sweet in their hearts.

Un summer jiāo, the rain is continuous, the air cháo is wet, although the umbrella is brought, it can't stop the invasion of rain and fog, the clothes are a little cháo, sticky, quite uncomfortable, now that he has changed into a dry robe, Han Rui feels a lot more comfortable, walked to the side of the chuáng couch, teased his son, turned around and smiled: "The trivial matters are almost handled, how about I take you to Yangzhou City tomorrow?" ”

"Okay!" Liuying said happily, Zheng Nao asked them, naturally there was no opinion, Rouchun smiled, and there was some expectation.

The next day, it was sunny, and it rained overnight, and the air was exceptionally clear, and the grass was still hanging with beads, and under the light of the morning light, it shimmered with colorful light and was full of vitality.

After breakfast, Han Rui's family, with a few slaves and maids, took a boat to Yangzhou City, and soon entered the lake of Yangzhou City, this lake, naturally is the famous Slender West Lake in later generations, but now, it is not this name, the original name is Paoshan River, also known as Baohe River, Baobao Lake, also known as Changchun Lake, because it is located in the northwest of Yangzhou, the people in the city, like to call it West Lake, to the Qing Dynasty, there is the name of Slender West Lake.

On the dàng boat lake, the beautiful scenery along the coast comes one after another, making people overwhelmed, the heart is excited, carefully looking, it can be said that the huā willows on both sides of the river are all according to the water, all the way to the mountain, the garden scenery, scattered on both sides of the blue water of a lake with twists and turns, like a landscape painting scroll that unfolds one after another.

The garden of Yangzhou, at this moment, although it is not famous in the world, is known to the world, but Yang Guang, the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, built a palace garden in Yangzhou City, which is an indisputable fact.

"The MI building built by Emperor Yang has been burned in the fire." Han Rui smiled and said: "However, the Si family garden of the dignitaries and nobles has remained and has become a cháo fashion, especially those wealthy businessmen, if they don't have two gardens, they are embarrassed to set up banquets." ”

"It's really beautiful."

Zheng Nao about a few people with bright eyes to swim, when it is the chun season, the slender West Lake becomes extraordinarily charming and colorful, the slender and tortuous lake road, a stream of water is like a brocade belt, such as floating like a whisk, when it is released and receiving, it is as soft and moving as the green mist, the Shu scroll is elegant, the slender and colorful, and the poetry and painting are fully present.

As the boat goes, there are more and more trees on the shore, the lake is getting more and more open, the air is getting fresher and fresher, in the breeze floating on the water, the green aquatic plants, and the xiǎo fish swimming flexibly are faintly visible, the oars cut through the water, startling the fish, and some even float on the water, silver-white scales, shining in the sun.

"Babble." Usually it is here, and the xiǎ that waves the rou tender is excited to catch it.

Everyone chuckled, Zheng Naoyue doted on his usually delicate xiǎo face, and smiled: "That's a fish fish, xiǎo fish ......"

"Yaya......" usually restlessly pedaling xiǎotui, beckoning Bai Nen xiǎ as if greeting the fish.

Suddenly, on the blue boo of dàngyang, a long rainbow-like arch bridge flies on both sides, and the nine-curved railing is very jing, and the scenery is pleasant.

"This is Hongqiao." Han Rui introduced: "After the past, it is considered to be officially entering the lake. ”

"Hehe, I have seen it yesterday, there are so many bridges in Yangzhou City." Liuying smiled and said, "I don't know how many there are." ”

"Hehe, I haven't counted carefully, it's better to start from now on, everyone pay attention to the calculation." Han Rui proposed.

"Okay." Liuying responded, pinching her delicate fingers, and said with interest: "This is the first course." ”

"Look, there's the second ......"

The boat is leisurely, everyone talks and laughs, enjoys the scenery in the lake, and counts the number of bridges from time to time, which is relaxed, leisurely, and very comfortable.

Slowly, the Xiǎo boat arrived at the long causeway near the willow tree, more than ten miles of the causeway, planted with poplar willow trees, coupled with camellia, pomegranate peach and other charming huā trees, at a glance, the branches are luxuriant, lush, full of boundless chunsè.

The breeze blows, and the catkins fluttering on the lake are like flying snow, fluttering away, and there is quite the charm of the wind and snow of Chang'an Baqiao.

"Chun day trip, apricot huā apricot huā blowing all over the head. Who is young and romantic......... Summer tour, Yang huā flying flotsam all over the head. Young and frivolous, arbitrary and shameless......"

The boat approached the causeway, and the clear and melodious lyrics floated gently with the breeze, and Han Rui's face suddenly became very strange.

Liuying's beautiful eyes blinked lightly, and Xiǎo said, "Lang Jun, this poem seems to have been written by you." ”

"Cough, young and frivolous, a work of entertainment, I didn't expect that there are still people singing." Han Rui said embarrassedly, the memories hidden in the depths of his heart slowly emerged, and they were still so clear, as if they were yesterday.

"Lang Jun's poems are wonderful and destined to last forever." Liuying smiled, her crisp voice was tactful and melodious.

Coincidentally, several scholars and scholars walked to the shore, and when they heard this, they immediately frowned, and naturally looked up, wondering who was so arrogant and did not have the slightest demeanor of a humble gentleman.

Liuying noticed it, spit out the pink xiǎo tongue, and xiǎo said: "Lang Jun, it seems that I have caused you trouble." ”

"It's a nuisance, indeed." Han Rui moaned the tip of his nose and didn't blame, just smiled and sighed: "I wanted to accompany you on a trip to Yangzhou, but now it seems that I am afraid that it will be delayed for a few days." ”

"Ah, it's Han ......" At the right time, seeing Han Rui's appearance, several scholars were surprised, after all, two years ago, Han Rui broke into a great reputation in Yangzhou, and after going to Chang'an, everyone knew it, and his wife didn't know, and he was world-famous.

Some time ago, I heard that Han Rui returned to Yangzhou Province, which has caused a sensation among everyone, if it is not for the Qingming Festival, I am afraid that everyone has flocked to visit, despite this, in the past two days, the Confucian scholars in the city are also preparing a banquet, ready to invite Han Rui to participate, I didn't expect that they were so lucky to meet here.

It is better to meet by chance, and several scholars naturally did not want to miss the opportunity and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

I vaguely remember that I had drunk and talked with a few people back then, and Han Rui smiled and returned the salute, and asked curiously: "Who is here to enjoy the scenery?" ”

"It's Mr. Meng." A scholar hurriedly replied.

"It's actually Mr. Meng, let me go and see you." Han Rui was a little pleased, bowed his head and said, "This Mr. Meng is the one I often say that took good care of me back then." ”

"It's just that the flow of fireflies is so mouthy." Zheng Naoyue scolded with a smile and said gently: "The elder is in person, you can't be rude, husband, go quickly." ”

"Okay, you can enjoy the scenery in the lake first, and when you are tired of it, you will go to your uncle's house as a guest and go back together in the evening." Han Rui said, and ordered the boatman to dock, and walked lightly towards the depths of the causeway with a few excited scholars.

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