Chapter 90 The Theory of Life Pursuit Triggered by 400,000 Taels

Just let Dilva discuss Zen with Master Pure Space, Hu Zhou was somewhat uneasy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Relying on Andy Lau's song to kick out the future, Hu Zhou racked his brains to think of the Buddha revelation about the six ancestors Huineng, Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is no should or should not be in the red dust, well, this sentence is the lyrics, the original text is Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to cause dust.

For such a direct Buddha to the hearts of the people, Dilva suddenly bowed down, as if he had found a strong psychological support and footnote for him to pass through the hearts of the Buddha.

didn't explain anything, Hu Zhou said again: The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, don't make dust.

Dilva: "This ......"

Hu Zhou: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't know what I mean, I don't know what I mean, it's all in the book." ”

Dilva: "......"

Hu Zhou: "Color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it." ”

"The heart is free of obstacles, there is no obstacles, there is no terror, far from upside-down dreams, Nirvana."

……

Dilva subconsciously swallowed his saliva and asked tremblingly, "No, it's gone?" ”

"There's more, that's all I can remember, how, can it help you?" If you hadn't read a few novels such as Buddha is the Tao, according to Hu Zhou's temperament, it would have been impossible to come into contact with these extremely dialectical Buddhist principles. It's still a matter of hating less books when you use them, and besides, reading a few more books when you're young, even if it's a novel with a lot of brains, isn't it a bad thing at all.

"Help is there or there is ... Right," Dilva hesitated.

In fact, I don't blame Dilva for being so unlucky, just take the Buddha of the Six Ancestors and Shenxiu as an example, it is a completely different concept, it varies from person to person, if you want to say high and low, at least Dilwa can't tell it. And Hu Zhou has an attitude of killing and not burying, and the black monk who can say that it is all false, can only be confused for a short time.

For Hu Zhou, a Jiangsu candidate who used to master more than ten solutions to a question, he still thought the problem was too complicated. If Dilwa can smoothly throw out the Buddha of the Six Ancestors Hui Neng, no matter what the Master of Pure Space says, Dilwa only needs to speak fluent hometown dialect and a hat of a high-ranking monk, no matter how it is, it is a certainty.

Fortunately, Hu Zhou is a fan of the authorities, and Dilva, who slept refreshed, was already a bystander.

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The sixth prince of Jinyue, who was moved by Mu Qian's benevolence and righteousness, no longer doubted that Liu Ganhui had anything to do with Xiaguang Taobao. Liu Gan, who finished sorting out the manuscript for Hu Zhou, went to Xiaguang Taobao to report every time, but he never met Dong Hao again.

Holding the folding fan, seeing the payment, Liu Qian was shocked: "Chen Fengzi?!" ”

Ignoring his fuss, Fu Gui said calmly: "It was several sons you offended, one of whom sold it." ”

Fu Guixing may not understand the meaning of the symbolism of painting the saint Chen Fengzi in the Jin Moon, this is like, just like ...... Nima, Lanzi has no one to compare to! Liu Qian couldn't help but be afraid, damn, what kind of people did Lao Tzu provoke.

But then he secretly refreshed, it doesn't matter who you are, this is Yunbian and not the capital, what can you do with me. But I just want to think about it, and if I run into it in the future, let's take a detour.

Fu Gui may not feel anything, Mu Qian thought about it and said: "They must have a special identity, it is already an eventful time, and it is better to have more than one thing than one less." ”

Hearing this, Liu Gan nodded.

After Zheng Fusheng came, he didn't care about wiping the sweat from his head first, drank a large cup of herbal tea first, moistened his throat, and said a joke that Fu Gui Liu Qian was stunned.

The two were stunned for different reasons.

Zheng Fusheng first emphasized that it was a true story, not an apocryphal. He heard from his colleagues in the Chengmu Mansion that a few days ago, someone went to the Chengmu Mansion to report to the official, saying that he had lost 400,000 taels of silver tickets, and the specific figure was not very clear because of the huge expenses of each day. In addition, he also lost some jewels and jade, which were worth only 400,000 taels of silver tickets.

Since he emphasized that it was true, Fu Gui and Liu Qian naturally would not doubt it.

Fu Gui was shocked, what is the difference between going out with so many belongings and a mobile bank?

As for Liu Gan, he was shocked that there were such clever thieves in the clouds? Lao Tzu was the first to disbelieve, it must be the prison guard who steals, the prison guards who steal! Apparently he was overthinking.

Mu Qian glanced at the folding fan in his hand, and could probably guess which group of people lost the silver ticket.

Then, because of Zheng Fusheng, the discussion was quickly led astray, for example, he was analogizing, all 400,000 taels were replaced with copper plates, and the total number of Xiaguang Taobao plus the semicolon was probably not fitted. Then he felt that it was also difficult to spend the 400,000 taels, after all, a baked cake was only a penny, and a string of sugar gourds was two cents. One or two thousand wen, and then with Zheng Fusheng's calculation ability, he couldn't calculate how many pieces of baked cakes or sugar gourds he could buy.

He asked for help from Liu Gan, who was also incalculable, in order not to be looked down upon by the child, Liu Gan looked at him with contempt, and said You go to the brothel of the Qinglou, find a few popular oiran, and before the body is hollowed out, the silver taels will be spent. You are a man, how can the pursuit of life only stop at baked cakes and sugar gourds.

So when Zheng Fusheng told Li Zhi these words at dinner, Liu Gan was inevitably beaten again.

After being beaten, Liu Gan returned to the dining table and found that there was still a lot of meat left on the plate, and Dilva looked like he was full, and Liu Gan looked at him with a surprised face. That expression made him believe that there were really powerful thieves in the clouds, and he didn't want to believe that Dilva would quit meat.

Dilva was embarrassed by him, so he had to explain: "Ming said that I want to discuss Zen with the abbot of a temple, and at this moment I will be less meaty, and I can keep my head clear." ”

Hu Zhou, who has experienced the college entrance examination and knows that the more big the exam, the more he has to make up for the truth, naturally he doesn't believe what he says. But then I thought of some possibilities, such as letting Jingkong smell the smell of meat that is incompatible with the sandalwood of Lingshan Temple, and passing through the intestines with the wine and meat that Hu Zhou and the others said, in the solemn hall of Baoxiang, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public. After all, Hu Zhou, they are extremely big-hearted laymen.

It is a rebellion against Yuanrong who is a monk but develops poison, and only hides in the meditation room to drink wine and eat meat, and uses drugs to cover up the smell of wine and meat, without being grandiose.

After eating, before cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Li lit a cigarette. Now Mu Qian and Liu Qian already know that this thing is called a cigarette, and the smell is enough to choke, and I don't understand why Li Zhi has a look of enjoyment. It's just that after listening to Hu Zhou say that smoking is actually harmful to health, Liu Gan, who jumped to give it a try, retreated.

Hu Zhou still sat down under the locust tree, with a book spread out in front of him.

"Sure?" Mu Qian sat next to him, glanced at Dilva and asked.

Stretching his waist, thinking about all the preparations he had made, Hu Zhou smiled: "It's more certain than letting Li Zhi beat Liu Gan again." ”

Liu Qian: "......"

PS: Regarding Buddhism, it's just that the plot needs it, and the author can't even talk about it, so everyone can ignore it. Do not spray.