After a few days, Wujin came to Tianji Temple again, and the last time just finished the Dharma meeting is deserted, today the entrance of Tianji Temple is quite lively, pilgrims are endless, people come and go, help the old and the young, one after another carriages come one after another, most of them are the whole family to come together.

Dozens of small vendors were placed at the door early in the morning, selling cakes, pinching candy people, selling wooden knives and swords, selling prayer beads and small wooden Buddhas, etc., all kinds of food gadgets along both sides of the central axis of the temple, placed hundreds of steps.

Wu Jin came on horseback, he walked to the place where the horses were cared for, handed the horses to the horse watchers, and swept around again, not seeing Jiutian and Su Yi.

At this time, an old monk stepped forward and saluted dozens of male and female believers who were sitting on the side of the road resting: "Lay people, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the traditional worship of the Buddha, there are many pilgrims, and I also ask the lay people to contribute more to maintain the order of the temple." ”

Dozens of believers hurriedly stood up and clasped their palms in return, "It is our duty to contribute to the Buddha, although Master Huida commanded." ”

"Okay, please go to the bottom of the bell tower to gather, and the wise master and nephew will arrange everyone's errands together."

Everyone agreed, and then went to the temple, Wu Jin then remembered that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival is generally a family reunion, it is estimated that the surname may not be big in nine days, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

At this time, he saw that the old monk was leaving, and hurriedly stopped him, "Old Master, please go slowly!" ”

The old monk turned around and saw that it was a young man calling him, he clasped his palms together and saluted, and said with a smile: "What's the matter with the little benefactor?" ”

Wu Jin hurriedly saluted and said: "May I ask the old master, Huiming is in the temple today, I am his worldly nephew, and I have something important to look for him today." ”

I heard that it was the lay nephew who presided over it, and the old monk was also polite, and said with his palms: "The host is in the temple, and the donor please come with me." ”

The old monk walked to the temple with Wu Jin, and after a short time he came to the presiding room full of wild grass in the courtyard, Wu Jin waited outside for a while, and a small novice ran up and saluted him, "Huangfu donor, my host is invited!" ”

Wu Jin and Xiao Shami walked into the presiding room, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Zen Master Huiming sitting on the futon with a smile on his face, nodding to him slightly, as if he knew that he would come again.

Wu Jin hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, "Junior Wu Jin see the master!" ”

"Get up! No need to be polite. ”

Zen Master Huiming invited Wujin to get up, and at this time, the little novice brought two cups of tea and served them, and the Huiming Zen Master instructed the little novice: "I have a layman, you are guarding the door, don't let people disturb you for the time being." ”

Xiao Sha Mi palmed a salute, and then hurried away, Hui Ming Zen Master said to Wu Jin: "I know that you are on the right path, I feel quite comforted in my heart, Wu Jin, I hope you can inherit your father's will, inspirational and hardworking, don't let down all the people who care about you." ”

Wu Jin sat down, he owed a debt and replied: "The junior was rude last time, and apologized to the master first, but it was really sudden, which made the junior emotionally difficult to accept for a while, please forgive the master." ”

Zen Master Huiming smiled and nodded, indicating that he could understand Wu Jin's feelings, and Wu Jin said: "Although the younger generation has decided to inherit his father's will, but there are many doubts and uneasiness in his heart, after forty years, does the master think there is still hope?" ”

"Hope is in your heart, nothing will be smooth sailing, but as long as there is hope, your will will will not be wiped out, the flame of hope for all of us has been burning for forty years, and from generation to generation, no Jin, if even you lose hope, then how can others assist you?"

Wu Jin was a materialist in his previous life, paying more attention to visible hard power, he was more concerned about how many troops, how many supporters, how much wealth and so on, and he was never interested in this kind of spiritual encouragement.

Huiming's explanation gave him a headache, and he hoped that Huiming Zen Master could reveal a little bit of their strength, for example, Huiming Zen Master was the father of Zhang Chongjun, the envoy of Helong, then he must know a lot about Helong's situation, and he hoped to know about Helong's situation from Huiming Zen Master.

However, Zen Master Huiming mentioned the transmission of the flame of hope, since he is Zhang Chongjun's father, it means that Zhang Chongjun will also support him, which is very important, Zhang Chongjun has 200,000 Xiliang troops in his hands, even if they can't all be used for rebellion, but at least 100,000 troops can be used, it can be said that this is their most important force.

Wu Jin couldn't help but ask again: "Master, I don't know when I will be able to meet Zhang Dashuai?" ”

Zen Master Huiming smiled slightly, he understood what Wu Jin was worried about, but there were some things that were not easy to explain for a while, and he had to let himself slowly integrate into them, if he was told all at once, he would lose a cognitive process, which would be detrimental to him in the future.

"Wujin, the army of Xiliang is not as calm as you think, there are high-ranking people eyeing you, and there are unconvinced people waiting for the opportunity to move, Zhang Chongjun can't leave at will, if the time is ripe, he will meet you."

"I see, thank you for your teachings."

At this time, the small and small novice in the courtyard reported: "Presiding, there are two female pilgrims from outside the temple, saying that they have an appointment with the emperor's son." ”

Wu Jin was overjoyed, this must be Jiutian and Su Yi arrived, he hurriedly got up and saluted, "Thank you for the master's teachings today, I have always said to visit the master." ”

Zen Master Huiming laughed, "It turns out that Gongzi came to Tianji Temple for another purpose, very good, I hope Gongzi can form a good relationship in Tianji Temple." ”

Wu Jin's face flushed, and he gave another salute, and then he left.

．．．．．．．．． Today, there are many pilgrims in Tianji Temple, men and women, old and young, the crowd is endless, Jiutian and Suyi's carriage is parked outside the gate, and the two follow the flow of people into the temple.

Today Jiutian wore a light purple long dress, calling her white skin like clotted fat, beautiful, long hair fixed with a green feather hairpin, draped over the back shoulders, a strand of black hair hanging down to the face, curly, even more beautiful with a little charm.

The younger sister Su Yi next to her wore a red long dress, combed her hair in a double-ring bun, painted a little rouge on her white and tender face, and dotted a cinnabar red on her forehead, quite like the red child in Journey to the West.

Su Yi felt that her dress was funny and childish, she didn't like it very much, but there was no way, she did it to herself, complaining all the way to the temple.

When she saw her sister looking around, she muttered in a low voice, "How can I see people like this, it's better not to see them." ”

Jiutian took Su Yi's hand, pursed his lips and smiled: "He may not have come yet!" Anyway, we have already greeted the monk who knows the guest, he will come to us when he comes, why don't we go to worship the Buddha first, I think since I am in the Buddhist temple, we should be pious to respect the Buddha. ”

"Take your liking! It's better that he doesn't come anyway. ”

Jiutian took Su Yi's hand and came to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, where there were many pilgrims burning incense, the incense burner was crowded, and the smoke was billowing, and the arrival of the two young women immediately attracted the attention of many people, especially Jiutian's beauty, which attracted countless eager eyes.

There are two rows of queues in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, all of them are pilgrims who want to enter the Daxiong Treasure Hall to worship the Buddha, Jiutian took his sister up the steps, and also lined up to enter the main hall, at this time a group of people came to the corridor next to him, led by three young nobles, gorgeously dressed, all in their early twenties, and one in the middle was slightly taller, and he looked good, but his eyes were dark, and his eyes were full of silver evil.

This person's name is Luo Qiyu, is the younger brother of Princess Qi, that is, the brother-in-law of Emperor Fu of Qi, his father Luo Wei is the envoy of Qi Qingjie, in charge of nearly 300,000 troops in Qizhou, Luo Qiyu relies on his illustrious family background, and is the only son of the Luo family, so he has become one of the four famous sons in the capital, called the son of Reading Cai, but the people call him the son of the poisonous jackal, he has a lot of evil deeds in his hands, although he is covered up, but he is still known by many people.

The two people beside him, one is the Huangfu Handsome who was cut off, and the other is Huangfu Ziqi, the son of the King of Xiangyang County, the three of them are not here to burn incense today, but to hunt in the suburbs of Beijing, passing by Tianji Temple to rest.

They were about to leave Tianji Temple, but they happened to meet Jiutian head-on, Luo Qiyu saw the beautiful Jiutian at a glance, and he was stunned for a moment, as if struck by lightning.

He has countless beautiful concubines in his hands, and it is the first time he has seen a gentle and beautiful woman like Jiutian, he stopped all of a sudden, and the large group of family members behind him also stopped.

Huangfu Handsome and Huangfu Ziqi also saw Jiutian at the same time, and their eyes lit up, beautiful!

Luo Qiyu stared straight at Jiutian, and his throat 'Bang!' Swallowing his saliva, he waved his hand, and more than a dozen henchmen behind him immediately understood what the master meant and rushed towards the crowd.

At this time, Jiutian also felt the bad eyes of this group of people, she pulled Su Yi, and was about to turn around and leave the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but as soon as they went up the steps, a group of wolf-like family members rushed over, and the dozens of pilgrims who were queuing up suddenly became chaotic.

Seeing that this group of people was vicious, everyone was so frightened that they scattered in all directions, and Jiutian pulled Su Yi to walk a few steps, and more than a dozen family members immediately caught up and surrounded the two of them.

Jiutian said angrily: "You scoundrels, this is Tianji Temple, a place to worship Buddha, the Buddha is watching you, what do you want to do?" ”

Luo Qiyu walked up with a smile, he stared at Jiutian fiercely, and did not hide the heat in his eyes, "I have always only respected the Buddha of Huanxi, little lady, how about we go to Huanxi Zen together?" ”

"Bold!"

Jiutian angrily reprimanded: "I am also a person of status, how can I allow such a scoundrel as you to insult me." ”

Su Yi also shouted: "Our grandfather is the son of the country, the priest Su Xun, who blinded you dogs!" ”

Luo Qiyu was horny in his heart, even if he was the granddaughter of the queen mother, he didn't care, "It turned out to be a scholarly family, so it must taste better." ”

The emperor next to him was handsome and followed with a smile, but the other emperor Ziqi was quite reasonable, he heard that it was Su Xun's granddaughter, he was secretly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly pulled Luo Qiyu a hand, "Luo Gongzi, they are Su Xun's granddaughters, don't mess around." ”

(To be continued)