Chapter Twenty-Three: Excess

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Wei Qiao smiled and helped Fu Yang up, although he didn't know what he wanted to learn from himself, but this son was pure-hearted, gentle and kind, and it was worth cultivating.

Wei Qiao accepted an apprentice in such a daze, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he also had a day when he taught and educated people and misled people's children.

When the little girl Xiangling saw that Fu Yang had become a student of her young master, her expression suddenly changed, and she spoke to Fu Yang like an elder, with a small face, and her speech movements were straightforward.

Fu Yang couldn't cry or laugh, but when he saw that the teacher ignored Xiangling, he had to endure it, and from time to time he had to bow his head and echo, otherwise Xiangling chased and beat him fiercely, making him quite unable to get off the stage.

Xiangling was originally holding a lot of sundries that Wei Qiao wanted, but now she threw them to Fu Yang, and followed behind Wei Qiao proudly with her little head and small chest. Fu Yang smiled bitterly, holding these sundries in his arms and following behind Xiangling, thinking that he was also a son of an official eunuch, how could he have done this, from time to time this one was lost and that one was missing, the little girl seemed to feel that her identity was different, and from time to time she looked back at Fu Yang with a small face, and he was panicked and helpless.

Wei Qiao smiled and shook his head, he didn't stop it, Xiangling's little adult appearance was still extremely cute.

The three of them walked for a while, and then asked someone to send things to the Wei Mansion, and then after eating something, they walked in the direction of the Cloud Buddha Temple.

Although the Buddha really began after noon, but the grand gathering is often very early, from the dawn of the day, the people of the full Jinling City will rush to the direction of the Cloud Buddha Temple, to now, the pedestrians on the southern suburbs of the road have counted on one hand.

Along the way, Xiangling had a small face, quite majestic, but whenever Wei Qiao turned around, she made a grimace with a grin, spit out her little hand, and when Wei Qiao glared at her and turned her head, she turned her head and glared at Fu Yang with a small face.

Fu Yang smiled bitterly on his face, and he didn't know what to do. He was originally following Wei Qiao's right, but Xiangling always walked in front of him, and the speed was slow, and he couldn't help but fall behind. He walked to the left again, and Xiangling followed. After making trouble like this for a while, he probably understood the little girl's mind of making trouble, and seeing that the teacher was dedicated to enjoying the scenery along the way, he sighed and followed behind Xiangling like fate. In this way, the three of them lined up and walked towards the Cloud Buddha Temple.

The first thing is to have a 'degree', and it is best to have a meritorious name, and ordinary scholars are also okay, but the 'traders' who walk the streets and alleys belong to idlers, and idlers are exempted.

The place of the Buddha conference is in the southwest of the Yunfo Temple, the bald stones are all over the place before, it is cold and desolate, now the houses are like that, the road is bright and smooth, although the wall can not be said to be carved beams and painted buildings, it is splendid, but it is also heroic and magnificent, majestic and majestic. There are all kinds of Buddha statues around, and the sound of chanting is fluttering, filling the entire compound.

From a distance, the crowd gathered in twos and threes, talking and laughing. But what makes Wei Qiao extremely strange is that there are clean lotus flowers erected everywhere around, all over the place within a radius of several miles. I don't know much about the Buddha, and I don't know the relationship between the lotus and the Buddha.

"Hey, have you heard, Wei Jia, that Wei Qiao, is a fake, and was exposed in public in the teahouse, you know?"

"Yes, yes, I also heard that in the teahouse, Wei Qiao made an extremely naïve goose goose goose, haha, but he admitted defeat on the spot and walked away......

"That's right, I've heard about it too, and now that Chen Zhuo heard the news, his body was all right all of a sudden, and there was also news that he was going to come to the Buddha Conference......"

"Hehe, there's a good show now......"

Wei Qiao, Xiangling, and Fu Yang strolled over, and what came to them was this chatter. Wei Qiao once again sighed at the speed of the gossip, shook his head, and passed past the three of them.

The little girl Xiangling was indignant, her eyes widened, if she hadn't posed as an elder to teach the 'juniors' behind, she would have rushed over to read Wei Qiao's poem to them, making them die of shame!

The corners of Fu Yang's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the few people who were still foaming at the mouth with sympathy, hoping that they would not be so unbearable to Chen Zhuo for a while.

Wei Qiao slowly walked towards the gate of the extremely eye-catching Buddhist temple, looking around from time to time. At this time, he was very curious about the event, watching the men and women around him get together, whispering and laughing, and talking coquettishly, which made him feel a little unreal in his heart, like a dream country.

The little girl's eyes were wide open, and she looked around curiously, and almost bumped into Wei Qiao several times.

Fu Yang's timid little face seemed to be going home at this moment, smiling, calmly imitating Wei Qiao, one step at a time, quite confident.

At the gate, there is no couplet, no plaque, and on the top of his head, a small Buddha holds an orchid finger, and the corners of his mouth smile with a compassionate face facing the crowd coming and going, his eyes are far away, and he can't tell the truth.

Wei Qiao stood below, also looking at him with a smile, his expression was peaceful and calm.

Xiangling followed Wei Qiao's side, raised her little head to look at the Buddha above, and raised her little face and wondered, "Young Master, why is this Buddha always smiling?" ”

"I know this," without waiting for Wei Qiao to answer, Fu Yang on the side of Xiangling hurriedly replied, "The Buddhist scriptures say: The World Venerable at the Lingshan Meeting, the flowers were displayed to the public, and everyone was silent, but the Venerable Jiaye smiled. World-honored clouds: 'I have the Dharma Eye, Nirvana, the reality without appearance, the subtle Dharma, the non-text, the teachings outside the teachings, and the instructions to the Mahakalpa. ”

Xiangling stared at Fu Yang with wide eyes, all confused, obviously not understanding a word. Wei Qiao smiled slightly, if he hadn't known this allusion a long time ago, he probably wouldn't have understood it after hearing this.

Wei Qiao held the bead chain, looked up at the Buddha statue and said with a smile: "Everyone in the world is suffering, the Buddha crosses all sentient beings, today it is called penance, and the next life is blessed." This Buddha laughed because he knew how to surpass others. ”

"How?" The little girl frowned and said. I don't know how long the Buddha was born, how can there still be so many people who suffer?

When Fu Yang heard this, he also hurriedly pricked up his ears. He pays attention to Wei Qiao all the time, Wei Qiao's every move is in his eyes, and he also imitates Wei Qiao minute by minute, learning his indifference, learning his calmness, and calmness.

Wei Qiao glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile, "It's very simple, seven words, exceeding, exceeding, and exceeding." ”

Xiangling and Fu Yang glanced at each other, and the two were even more confused.

Wei Qiao ignored the two of them and walked inside. Xiangling was in a hurry, pulling Wei Qiao's arm and dangling it, her delicate voice was greasy, Wei Qiao's back was cold, and she hurriedly pressed her little hand and said: "Let's put it this way, if everyone is overtaken and becomes a Buddha, then, what else can a Buddha do?" Was the Buddha at that time still a Buddha? Where does the money for sesame oil come from, and do you still give them incense and make a vow? Who gilded them, and who built monasteries for them? Could it be that they chant scriptures all day long, eat and wait for death? Everyone has **, whether it is a mortal or a Buddha, ** is the foundation of human survival. Once everybody becomes a Buddha, then a Buddha ceases to be a Buddha. ”

Wei Qiao's words bluffed the two of them were stunned, he turned around and left, and continued to ruin people tirelessly: "Children, this world is not what you see, the truth is: ugly women make beauty, fools cite wise men, cowards set off heroes, and sentient beings transform Buddhas." ”

Fu Yang's white face was slightly red, his brows were furrowed, and his intuition told him that what the teacher said was wrong, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it. Xiangling was as heartless as ever, and believed her young master's words without thinking, and followed behind sweetly patting her ass: "What the young master said is really good." ”