Hongyu stood under the banyan tree in front of the Guanyin Temple, looking around, stomping her feet from time to time in a hurry. Finally, when I saw Xu Rong coming over, her frowning brows stretched slightly, and she hurriedly ran over, "Miss, it's time to wait for you." Ah, what's wrong with your feet, Miss? ”

"Your young lady, cross the bridge in the dark, and it's here." Yang Fan said happily.

Seeing Yang Fan, who was gloating, Xu Rong's face was ugly and said, "It's not that you are to blame. Ruby, let's go. This broom star, I don't want to stay with this disciple for a moment. ”

Yang Fan wasn't angry, just thinking about the feeling on his face and holding it in his hand, he laughed a little obscenely twice, and then turned to leave.

"Miss, what is this disciple laughing at?"

Xu Rong's face flushed, thinking of that strange feeling, she was embarrassed to say it, so she said, "Don't pay attention to him, let's go in." Don't make Master Dingyuan wait long. The red jade fox glanced at the flush on Xu Rong's cheeks suspiciously.

"Why don't you get me in quickly!" Xu Rong awkwardly diverted the topic, and with the support of Hongyu, she walked towards the Guanyin Palace.

Yang Fan also had no interest in worshipping the Buddha, and wandered around. Tanzhe temple sits in the north and faces south, the main building can be divided into the middle, the east and the west three roads, the main building of the middle road has the mountain gate, the Tianwang Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Zhai Hall and the Pilu Pavilion. On the east road, there are abbot's courtyard, Yanqing Pavilion, Xinggong courtyard, Wanshou Palace and Queen Mother's Palace. On the west road, there are the altar of stunning, the ring platform and the temple of Guanyin, etc., which are solemn and solemn.

Walking through the Guanyin Temple, the Altar is located on one side. Yang Fan walked past the altar and saw a person standing on the altar with his hands in his hands. is dressed in brocade, and the jade pendant around his waist is the size of a baby's palm. The man also seemed to see Yang Fan and looked at him with some curiosity.

Yang Fan...... Brother, can you come over and talk about it? The man on the altar beckoned and smiled.

"Brother Tai stands on the high altar, and he is humble at the bottom, but he doesn't dare to go to the altar." Yang Fan smiled and arched his hand, and was about to leave.

The man's face was immature, handsome and extraordinary, and he said, "I can't imagine that Brother Yang will be humble?" Ha ha. ”

"Humility is a virtue, not to mention that there is no talent in the next place."

The man walked down the altar and walked over, always straight as a pine, and at first glance he was a very educated person. "Brother Yang's Sanwen Qian morality is now widely spread in the capital, and it is said that even several Confucian masters are full of praise."

"It's a false praise, it's really a false praise."

"Dare to ask Brother Yang, is this three-penny thing true or false?" The man's eyebrows were so heroic that it seemed difficult to refuse what he said.

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Whether the money is real or not, there is actually nothing worth investigating. How much sanwen is there in the world, and how much does the old woman who sells bean halva candy have. ”

The man nodded, seeming to agree with Yang Fan's point of view.

"Brother Yang has been learning all the way, who is the teacher? You don't have to tell sù to be self-taught. Otherwise, Jiangdong Liu Qi and the arithmetic students in the capital will be ashamed to death. ”

Yang Fan said: "The family teacher is a savage in a mountain in Shaanxi, and he calls himself a fortune operator. ”

"Oh? So where is Brother Yang? ”

"I was lonely and cold since I was a child, and I was taken back to the mountains by my teacher to raise me. However, according to the family teacher, there are people from Yangzhou below. ”

"Then how did you come to the capital?"

Yang Fan said: "A hundred years ago, the family teacher repeatedly instructed the subordinates, and now the saint is virtuous, let the subordinates serve the imperial court and revitalize the prestige of the Ming Dynasty." In the next mountain, I saw that the farmers in Shaanxi were displaced and rioted, and they wanted to join the army, but they were nameless, and fled with the victims all day long. Later, fortunately, I met General Zu Dashou, and when I saw that I had a little talent, I took it to the capital and wanted to introduce it. ”

"In that case, why didn't Brother Yang devote himself to the imperial examination and gain fame?"

Yang Fan always kept a step away from the man, not parallel to the man in brocade. The man didn't seem to notice anything wrong, and walked ahead.

"There are two reasons why I don't take fame in the next place. First, it is nameless and unstated, and it is difficult to enter the department; The second teacher has training, serves the court, and is not allowed to be an official, but only a staff member. ”

"Oh? This is understandable, but why is it? ”

"The family teacher said that once you enter the official road, it is as deep as the sea, and you will inevitably fall into the mud. If you want to retreat after your success, this is not the most stable thing for an official. At that time, Hongwu Taizu Wencheng Wuluo, the most trusted person was Liu Wenchenggong. ”

The man smiled and said, "Brother Yang is a self-proclaimed prince?" ”

"I don't dare. It's just a role model. ”

The two of them had already walked to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the man in brocade looked up at the sky, and after a long time, asked, "Then Brother Yang thinks that today's saint is compared to Hongwu Taizu, how does it?" ”

"Want to hear the truth?"

"Nature." As soon as the man thought it was wrong, he added, "Anyway, the Holy One can't hear us talking." ”

"The distance between the saint and the Taizu is like the difference between the lower and the Wenchenggong." Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Haha! What a Yang Fan! The man stepped forward and walked towards the hall of the Great Hero. Yang Fan slowly followed, still only one step away from the man, and said, "Actually, there is something inappropriate in the words below. The saint and Taizu are like the big Buddha in Jiafu Temple, whether it is Maitreya or Sakyamuni, they are all Buddhas, and they are already higher than the world. ”

The man, who was a little unhappy before, softened his face slightly, and said with a smile: "This analogy is interesting, you can talk about it." ”

"Your Excellency, who does you think is the greatest in this treasure hall?"

The man paused and said, "Naturally, it's the Buddha." ”

Yang Fan shook his head.

The man turned around and asked curiously, "Isn't it?" ”

"I said the man was the biggest." Yang Fan's hand pointed to the one in the corner.

"Him?"

"Yes, look. These people who are worshipping the Buddha ask for a visa, and none of them go to him. The Buddha didn't speak, he had already spoken for the Buddha. Isn't this treasure hall his biggest? Isn't the incense money and merit box all returned to him? ”

"There is some truth to your words."

"These believers worship the Bodhisattva, and in the final analysis, they are actually the monks who believe in the liberation of the sign."

The man seemed to be thinking about something, took Yang Fan's words, and said, "Even, they prefer to believe the words of the monk who has signed the sign, right?" A glimmer of light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he said: "Yes, for the people, the Buddha is too illusory after all, so it's just a prayer." To put it bluntly, it is to find someone to talk to, and find a Buddha who will not reveal secrets to confide in. ”

"If the Buddha really speaks, then he is tainted with worldly energy, but he has lifted his hazy and illusory veil. As a result, those believers will gradually come to their senses, and it turns out that the Buddha who walked down the altar was just a person dressed in gold. ”

The man thought for a long time and said, "What if the Buddha doesn't want to step down from the altar by himself, and wants the monk to say exactly what he wants?" ”

"It's very simple, find a monk who can understand the Buddha's mind."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

He was holding a peace charm and worshipping the Buddha's ancestral birthday, and he had buried his face deep in the cushion......