The crispy and tender meat sandwich bun in the mouth, the entrance meat is soft and glutinous, millet but not rotten, rich and mellow, two people standing in front of the stall, one person holds one.

Zeng Qingyi held the cake with both hands, chewing slowly in her mouth, because it was delicious, her eyes narrowed into a thin line, which was quite cute.

Xu Mingyuan stood next to him, wanting to go down in one bite, the taste of preserved juice and meat stimulated his taste buds, it was indeed delicious.

The white-haired old couple who sold the meat and buns, because it was still early and there were no guests, after making cakes for the two of them, they sat down on the small stool beside them with a smile and looked at the two people standing in front of the carriage.

Xu Mingyuan quickly finished eating one, wiped a little greasy on his fingers on the oiled paper used to wrap the meat bun before, reached into his arms and took out a money bag, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it over.

The old man smiled and took the broken silver, and took out a few Tongbao from the clay pot on the side, wanting to find Xu Mingyuan.

"Old man, don't look for it, you can eat such a delicious meat bun early in the morning, this price is fair." Xu Mingyuan smiled and waved his hand, and directly put away the money bag.

"Childe is really kind-hearted, it's a blessing to see your wife so beautiful." The old woman looked at the two of them and said with a smile, the wrinkles on her face piled up in everything, full of love.

Xu Mingyuan opened his mouth slightly, glanced at Zeng Qingyi, who bowed his head slightly beside him, and a blush flashed on his face, looking at this old woman, he thought of Granny Li in Shuzhou City, every time he saw the two of them, he would say for a while.

"Mother-in-law, you're busy, let's go first." Without arguing with the kind old woman, Xu Mingyuan said with a smile, and then walked to the carriage with Zeng Qingyi.

Just a few steps out, Zeng Qingyi turned back to the old woman and smiled: "Mother-in-law, the meat bun you made is really delicious." ”

"Okay, it's delicious, I'll eat it with you next time." The old woman said happily, holding the hand of the old man beside her with one hand, full of satisfaction.

After getting into the carriage, Xu Mingyuan looked at Zeng Qingyi, who was still holding a meat bun next to him and eating slowly, and said with a smile: "Where to go next?" ”

"Haven't you been in Chang'an for a few months, you can decide." Zeng Qingyi didn't raise his head.

Xu Mingyuan pulled the reins, walked south along the long street, nodded and said, "Then go to the Great Ci'en Temple, don't you like to worship the Buddha and shake lots." ”

"Hmm." Zeng Qingyi responded, agreeing with Xu Mingyuan's choice.

The carriage drove out of Pingkangfang, all the way to the south, near the south city wall, it turned into Jinchangfang, and the Great Ci'en Temple was in this Jinchangfang.

The Great Ci'en Temple was built for more than 200 years, and the previous dynasty built a temple in this place, and the history is quite long.

Moreover, in the past two hundred years, there have been several famous monks in Buddhism, among which Master Xuanzang, who traveled 50,000 miles west a hundred years ago and retrieved the true scriptures from Landa Temple, is the most prestigious.

Among the temples in the world, although the reputation is not as good as the Erta Temple and the Jiannan Changle Temple, it has a very high status in Buddhism.

And the Great Mercy and Grace Temple is built by the Dawan royal family, built in the Jinchang Fang, the incense is continuous all the year round, if the monks travel to Chang'an, most of them will come to the Great Mercy and Grace Temple to seek Buddha.

The carriage stopped outside the temple for pilgrims to park, Xu Mingyuan and Zeng Qingyi looked at this large Ci'en Temple, which occupied half of the place, behind the yellow high wall, the heavy building and the hall, the cloud pavilion cave room, and the exquisite eaves bent to the sky. The white walls and cyan tiles that extend from the square wall to the unknown place all show how magnificent and favored this magnificent temple is in the thirteen courtyards and more than 1,800 houses.

This scale is not even comparable to Changle Temple, but Changle Temple has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are high-ranking monks born from generation to generation, Pu Shi Shi, so it is still in the status of almost Dawan Royal Family to support the Great Mercy Temple.

Xu Mingyuan and Zeng Qingyi walked into the temple together, the cigarette smoke was filling, the monks were doing their morning class, and the sound of wooden fish and muttering scriptures blended together, making people feel peaceful and comfortable.

There are many pilgrims in the temple who get up early, and some of them kneel directly outside the hall, holding prayer beads in their hands, and chanting with the monks in the temple.

Xu Mingyuan is barely half a Taoist priest, and he still doesn't have much interest in such things as chanting. As for Zeng Qingyi, he was even less interested, and when he entered the temple, he looked left and right, obviously interested in the temple itself, which covers an extremely large area.

There should be a monk in the Great Ci'en Temple, but the Great Ci'en Temple can get an offering from the royal family every year, and the nobles in Chang'an City also like to show their generosity here, so on weekdays, in addition to those real big people and gold owners, there will be no monk to lead the way when the pilgrims come to the door.

Xu Mingyuan and Zeng Qingyi didn't care about this, they casually recognized the direction and walked slowly. Although he has a lot of silver on him now, if he is asked to donate some silver to the temple, he might as well take the silver back and ask the master to repair the nameless Taoist temple on Micang Mountain, so that it will not be a few years before the small temple is gone when he goes back.

There are thirteen courtyards in the Great Mercy and Grace Temple, each of which occupies a very large area, and after the two entered through the gate, they looked at the Buddhist murals painted on the walls of the temple all the way, and they did not speak.

After turning the two courtyards, Xu Mingyuan pointed to a nine-story tower not far away, turned his head to look at Zeng Qingyi and said: "Let's go to the West Pagoda Courtyard to have a look, I have heard the name of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda for a long time, and I have never seen it when I entered Chang'an, so I just went to see it today." ”

"Xinke Jinshi, be nominated for the Wild Goose Pagoda, if you can be on the list this year, you can also engrave your name on the stone tablet of the Wild Goose Pagoda." Zeng Qingyi looked up at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and nodded.

Wild Goose Pagoda nomination, this is the wish of many readers, leave their own name on this tower, it is not in vain to study hard for ten years, as long as the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is still there, the name can be passed down forever.

After passing through several courtyard gates and smiling and nodding at the kind monks they met on the road, the two finally arrived at the foot of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

The Wild Goose Pagoda is nine storeys high, and it is also a very eye-catching building in Chang'an City, and the Wild Goose Pagoda is surrounded by a forest of steles, the old ones have been for hundreds of years, and even the handwriting is difficult to read when washed by the rain.

The new one has only been erected in recent years, standing in the position of the outside, the inscription on the stone tablet is still very new, and it can be seen from the handwriting of which dragons and phoenixes are on the list, how proud of the spring breeze is.

Xu Mingyuan and Zeng Qingyi walked among the steles, looking at the names engraved on the steles, some of which shone like the sun in the sky in Dawan's 300-year history, and some of which were as obscure as weeds.

The two of them went around to the front of a stone stele, which should be the first stone stele to be erected here, but the originally square stone stele has been washed into an oval by the rain, and the handwriting that was originally left on it is not traced.

However, Xu Mingyuan and Zeng Qingyi looked at the stone tablet, but their faces showed surprise.

It is indeed a pity that the name of the first Jinshi nominated in the Wild Goose Pagoda is missing from the stele, but the words engraved on the mellow stele are even more surprising.

There are only two lines of wild grass on the stele, and the words are sharp, if the sword qi is about to be revealed from the stele, just looking at it will feel a shock

"Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person!"

Finally, just two words: too white. (To be continued.) )