Zheng Naoyue forgot that Monk Falin's hearing was extraordinary, and it had already been shown when he was in Zhongnan Mountain, and he could hear subtle sounds from a long distance, not to mention now, it was just a few steps away, and it was even more clear and audible.

"Female benefactor, this poem is not written by a poor monk." Monk Fa Lin smiled and said, "Presumably Master Han Shi will not be a stranger. ”

"Lang Jun's poem?" Zheng Nao was smart and immediately understood.

"I used to work in Yangzhou, but I didn't think it would be spread to the capital." Han Rui replied casually, his mind was in a trance, and he said with a smile: "Since the master knows that regression is the principle of progress, then why should he be so persistent, shouldn't a monk have no quarrel with the world and meditate on the Buddha? ”

"Poor monks also want to devote themselves to practice in the monastery, but some people are too anxious, and they have no choice but to get involved in the chaos and red dust to find the way to liberation." Monk Falin said, with a firm will, as if cutting meat to feed tigers and sacrificing himself to feed eagles, there is a kind of fearless spirit.

Han Rui was speechless, knowing that with his eloquence, he would definitely not be able to convince Monk Fa Lin to change his determination, this is an ideological problem alongside religious issues, and any incurable disease like this is like a dead knot, which is difficult to unravel.

"Then, I wish the master to be liberated as soon as possible, seek the fate, and go straight to the other side." Han Rui didn't care, he pulled Zheng Nao and continued to walk down the mountain, he originally wanted to enjoy the scenery in the mountain for a while, but now he naturally lost interest, and he didn't want to stay, listening to the monk chattering there and getting into trouble.

Sensing Han Rui's attitude, Monk Falin sighed helplessly, and suddenly raised his voice: "Donor, don't you want to see an old man?" ”

"The deceased? What deceased? Han Rui walked a few steps, couldn't hold back his curiosity, stopped and turned around, frowned, and said, "Where did the old man come from?" ”

"Naturally, it is an old man from Jiangnan." Monk Fa Lin smiled mysteriously, clasped his hands together and said: "If it weren't for this person to tell you, the poor monk would never know that the donor has a good relationship with my Buddha, has a wise root, and is proficient in Buddhist principles. ”

Seeing the suspicion in Zheng Nao's beautiful eyes, Han Rui hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Master, don't say anything, what I can't see the most is your Buddhist family, if you meet someone casually, you will say that the other party is related to the Buddha, and there is no specific standard, which is ...... Convoluted. ”

Taking into account the other party's face, Han Rui didn't say too much, Monk Fa Lin announced a Buddha name, and he was not angry, his eyes flashed with a touch of appreciation, and he said happily: "The donor is good at understanding the surname, the Buddha has clouds, everything in the world, the creatures of the Three Realms, all have the surname of the Buddha, as long as the opportunity comes, it will naturally be able to have an epiphany and become a Buddha, isn't it fate......"

Therefore, the monk or something, the most annoying, going around and around, in the end it is still reasonable, Han Rui couldn't help but slander in his heart, shook his head slightly, didn't intend to argue with it, and asked directly: "Master, who is that old man of mine?" ”

In Yangzhou, there are countless people who know themselves, maybe they know themselves, just come to a tavern shop who has said two sentences, you can also call it an old man, Han Rui recalled carefully, slowly investigated, and suddenly remembered, there don't seem to be many people who know this poem, could it be ...... Monk Farin said: "In the Hongfu Temple, waiting for the donor. ”

In the past, when he heard this, he definitely didn't have to think about it, and directly agreed to go, but now, after looking at Zheng Naoyu, Han Rui hesitated, whether to go or not, tangled.

Zheng Naoyue was empathetic and said gently: "Husband, don't worry, since it is an old visit, how can you refuse to see it." ”

"Well, it's okay anyway, you can go with me." Han Rui said with a smile, Zheng Nao naturally would not refuse them, and once they had a decision, it would be easy to do.

Descending the mountain, Han Rui and a few people got into the car and sit, Monk Falin brought his own white horse, stepped up, rode on horseback, a plain white monk's robe fluttered in the wind, handsome facial features, with a somewhat warm smile at the corner of his mouth, personable, it is a pity to become a monk, talented and good-looking, older than others, but it is better to be steady, and if it is vulgar, it must be the husband of the dream of a young girl.

It's wasted, Han Rui sighed lightly, Zheng Nao asked a few people to ask, Han Rui told the truth, which naturally caused a lot of laughter.

"Amitabha." The voice in the carriage, how could he hide it from Monk Falin, whispered a Buddha name, his expression was a little unnatural, smiled bitterly, and walked slowly, deliberately lagging behind a distance, so as not to hear the words that embarrassed him again.

Chang'an as the capital, naturally there are many temples, monks gathered, translation field is numerous, don't look at some ministers and Taoists, always shouting anti-Buddha, but the attitude of the people at the bottom, and even the emperor's attitude, is very vague, among the high-ranking officials and ministers of the imperial court, there are not a few people who believe in Buddhism, with such a background foundation, where can Buddhism be extinguished.

Although he rarely set foot in the Buddhist temple, but in the capital, Han Rui also knows that Hongfu Temple is a famous temple in Chang'an, saying that at the beginning of the founding of the country, Li Yuan once came to pray in person, erected a tower to build statues, and practiced fasting and promoting Buddha, however, everyone knows that at the height of Li Yuan and Li Shimin, the angle of looking at the problem is very different from ordinary people.

Whether it is worshipping Buddha, opposing Buddha, believing in Taoism, or degrading Taoism, they all have their own intentions, but monks and Taoists have practiced for a long time, and their brains are easy to make mistakes, and they can't see the intentions of the Son of Heaven clearly.

To put it bluntly, the emperor's attack on Buddhism is that he feels that Buddhism has developed too much and poses a threat to the rule of the dynasty.

It's a pity that Han Rui can't say these words directly, besides, in his eyes, monks and Taoists, how fierce the quarrel between the two sides, how much righteousness is awe-inspiring, in fact, in the final analysis, it is still a matter of interest, no matter which party, it is not beneficial to the people of the court, if it were not for the two sects, which have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and are closely related to the lives of the people, Han Rui feels that not only Buddhism, Taoism actually has no need to exist.

Walking in Hongfu Temple, where there are also cigarette smoke, bells and chimes ringing, and believers are like a tide, all the way to the meditation room, Han Rui is actually a little more nervous in his heart, the so-called old man, is it ...... The female surname was more sensitive, and found that Han Rui seemed to be a little abnormal, Zheng Nao held his palm tightly and leaned a little closer.

Guiding the way in front, passing through the hall and coming to a secluded meditation room, Monk Fa Lin stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "Right here, the poor monk said goodbye, and did not disturb the donor and the old man to catch up with the old people. ”

It's very simple, Monk Falin is gone, without the slightest stagnation, but with a bit of dusty and free temperament.

didn't wait for Han Rui to knock on the door, the person who lived in the meditation room seemed to hear the movement outside, got up and walked, the door burst open, and the two of them directly took a look, the person was slightly stunned, and instantly showed a gentle smile, Han Rui was stunned, his eyes widened a little, it was really unexpected, how could it be him, and his heart was filled with inexplicable loss.

"Amitabha, since the last goodbye, it has been half a year, Han Shizhu's demeanor is still the same, better than before, but I don't know if I still remember the old people in the past." The man was a monk, with a dignified appearance, similar to before, with no changes.

Immediately restrained his mood, Han Rui looked left and right, sighed twice, and chuckled: "Who is pretending to be a ghost, it turned out to be you, why, Master Zhiyun finally found out that you are unbearable, and you have not changed after repeated teachings, so he simply gritted his teeth and drove you out of the temple, and he couldn't get along in Yangzhou, so he came to the capital to cheat and deceive." ”

"Amitabha." The monk couldn't cry or laugh, and said with a wry smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Han Shizhu's surname is not confused, and his heart is like a child, which is gratifying." ”

"Don't come, I don't know about you yet." Although it was a little unexpected, but when he saw the old man, Han Rui's mood was very comfortable, his smile was lovely, and he said happily: "When I was in Yangzhou, I didn't go to my house to cheat on food and drink, I must have seen that I hadn't returned to my hometown for more than half a year, and I couldn't find a kind-hearted benefactor like me, so I simply came to Beijing......

The man smiled silently, knowing that whether it was admitting or refuting, Han Rui must have another statement, it is better to remain silent, the Buddha said, don't say, don't say, it's worthy of being a wise saying.

Seeing Han Rui's elated and unshy smile, Zheng Nao asked a few people, and naturally understood that this monk was really an old man, and he was Han Rui's confidant and friend.

"Husband, who is this master?" Zheng Naoyo asked softly.

"I almost forgot." Han Rui hurriedly and solemnly introduced: "This is the senior monk of Yangzhou Qiling Temple, Master Huaihai, in the past, I had a lot of care and guidance from him. ”

"Master Han's words are wrong, it should be that the poor monks have more guidance from the donor to have their understanding." Monk Huaihai said with a smile, folded his hands, gave a natural salute, and between his manners, he did not bring the smell of fireworks, which shows that after Han Rui's "enlightenment", his Buddhist cultivation has gradually improved.

Han Rui avoided with a smile and continued to introduce: "She is my wife, with Zheng as her surname. ”

Han Rui's eyes widened, ready to see Monk Huaihai's shocked appearance, but he forgot that he was so famous in the capital, as long as he paid a little attention, he could hear his deeds, how could Monk Huaihai not know that he had already married, so he behaved as usual, bowed lightly, and politely called: "Mrs. Zheng." ”

"I've seen Master Huaihai." Zheng Nao returned the gift, his beautiful eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "Husband, it is better to invite him to his home to talk freely, so as to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." ”

"That's right, by the way, I have to call the third brother." Han Rui immediately agreed, and said enthusiastically: "Monk, you are not allowed to refuse, otherwise you will turn your face." ”

Monk Huaihai hesitated, nodded in agreement, and then said: "Wait for a while, wait for the poor monk to inform the abbot of the temple......"

"Just say goodbye directly, you don't have to put up any orders here, just live in my house." Han Rui proposed.

Monk Huaihai chuckled and shook his head, this must not be agreed, Han Rui did not force it, and Zheng Nao asked them to go out of the temple first, and then hired an extra carriage on the street, after a while, Monk Huaihai came out, but there was only a three-foot-long, five-inch wide brocade box in his hand, Han Rui smiled: "Monk, it's too polite, there are still gifts." ”

(To be continued)