For Buddhism, Yun Ye has never lacked reverence, not because the administrator changed the camera when traveling in Maijishan, but because of their inaction, as long as there is a place with excellent scenery on the land of China, you can always see the shadow of Buddhism, and the current Buddhists should be grateful to their ancestors, it is they who have left a rich heritage, so that there are exquisite halls in later generations, and countless valuable tickets.

Big Wild Goose Pagoda, Datang still doesn't know anything about this name, once Xuanzang returns from studying abroad, he will be greeted by thousands of empty alleys. Then, Xuanzang said that there is one less place to save the Buddhist scriptures, and then there is the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, which is amazing. Isn't it because we have this inferiority? This seedling has to be cut off, otherwise, where will the grandmother go to worship the Buddha without the Temple of Mercy and Grace? She only believed in the Buddha who lived in the small hall.

Xuanzang is not yet thirty years old, and he can't compete with Yun Ye in terms of prestige or reputation, if he returns from studying abroad, his status Yun Ye can only look up.

Li Xiaogong used the excuse of punishing Yun Ye to gather a large group of people to support Buddhism, which made Yun Ye very angry, deceived me into ignorance?

Xiao Yu actually wants to get the latest road map from Datang to Tianzhu from Yun Ye's hands, was his brain kicked by a donkey?

Can Yun Ye tell him that the nearest way is from Tibet through Nepal to Tianzhu, or from Quanzhou to Tianzhu by boat, which is much better than him turning to half of the Soviet Union? Thinking about walking such a long way, Yun Ye felt pain for Xuanzang's legs, but if he didn't do this, where did Datang get the twelve-volume "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty"? Where did the Tang Dynasty come from to sweep Central Asia? Therefore, it should be slipped on the legs, and Yun Ye doesn't care about the legendary Mahayana Buddhist scriptures if he can't take them. Even if he writes a book on the way, Yun Ye will happily help him publish it, and by the way, he will give him N more manuscript fees, the premise is to get "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" back, this book is too important.

Xiao Yu was furious. Shake off Yun Ye's hand to support him, point at Yun Ye and open his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't say a word, Yun Ye was right, Lao Tzu rode a green ox out of Guguan to preach, wrote the ancient famous "Tao Te Ching", and then was revered as a god, Zhuangzi wrote "Getaway" and then became an immortal. Confucius has the "Analects" to be sanctified, what Mao Hama has never heard of, I think he is also a great virtue, why can't Xuanzang write it? Shakyamuni was just a prince. is still a prince of a small country, and his identity may not be as noble as Xuanzang, why can he say that he is a Buddha after sitting under the Bodhi tree for forty-nine days?

The room was quiet, the noise was gone, and the people in the room could be called the essence of Datang. No one has ever thought that what others have done can be done by themselves.

Thoughts determine height, and details determine success or failure, so Yun Ye plans to add details to let these turtles fully feel what it means to be imaginative. What is a leap of thought?

"Mr. is a great Confucian, and his talent is like a vast ocean. Just one scoop is enough for me and other boys to be inexhaustible, so why not record what you have learned in your life? Passed on to future generations? Seeing Xiao Yu's heart-warming posture. Hurriedly stepped forward to beat the side drum.

"The old man has always thought that everyone can't pass it on, and if it's not a famous person, it can't be passed on, this barrier has blocked the old man for 20 years, and now he understands the truth in the year of Ershun, Xuanzang, if you have the heart to go west, the old man will help you with a hundred copper coins, a good horse, and go with you, as for the old man, he is ready to be poor, and drill the old paper pile." After speaking, the old man arched his hand in a dashing manner and left.

Like Xiao Yu, who has half a foot in the threshold, it is easy to say, the old master writes books that everyone likes to see, and the people with noble conduct also have their own heroic atmosphere in their compositions, reading it is like drinking elixir, and they can't sleep at night when they think.

It's just that Lao He, who came out of nowhere, blinked his huge eyes and said to Yun Ye that he also wanted to write a book, which made Yun Ye feel like he was struck by lightning, and a mouthful of grape wine that had just been poured into his stomach almost squirted out of his stomach, "What book do you want to write?" How do you want to write a book? ”…,

"Brother, you are worthy of a generation of arithmetic masters, calculating thoughtful Mr. Xiao wrote a book, you must have a way to print the manuscript into a book, right? Otherwise, you won't lose a lot, don't think that you don't know what you are doing, don't you just want to make some copper money, Mr. Xiao's book will definitely be a good book, but a few people read a good book, the few famous paintings we admired in Yanlai Building last time, brother still has an impression, right? ”

Finding Lao He to be a brother is the most mistaken thing Yun Ye has done so far, it is not his mother's famous painting, but a realistic version of the human body observation map carefully drawn by a master painter, that is, the spring palace painting that is often said, in later generations, I have seen Teacher Cang's teaching book that is 10,000 times more clever than his few broken paintings, how can I be attracted by several broken pictures whose scale is not as good as Western human oil paintings.

After a while, he found that Cheng Chumo, Changsun Chong, Li Huairen, they actually looked at the blood of the blood, Changsun Chong actually wanted to exchange the jade pendant on his body for those few pieces of paper, the jade pendant was very good, Yun Ye asked for it a few times, he said that he would be a love token in the future, and he couldn't give it to a man, why is his mother not a man?

There are always some things that make people cry and laugh among men, Yun Ye is a person who doesn't know how to refuse his friends' requests for help, and Lao He is satisfied to achieve his goal.

"Lao He, you are also a county man, is it a little inappropriate to do this?" I don't dare to imagine that a second-generation official with good roots would pull down his face to do this.

"What if you don't do it? The whole family of more than 300 people is waiting for dinner, and my brother has no ability, so he only found an errand for the teaching department, how much grain can be produced in the field? If you are used to being rich and you put down your body and live a poor life, can you still live? I didn't expect Lao He, who had always had a smile on his face, to live such a sad life, remembering that he had knocked him yesterday, Yun Ye was a little embarrassed.

Lao He, who seemed to know his thoughts, slapped him: "What are you thinking?" No matter how poor my brother is, he still has one less meal for you? If you feel sorry for me, then our friend is done, next time you Yunhou comes back to invite a meal, I will go again after two days of hunger, I am full, how about our brothers are clear? ”

The stinky problem of the people in Guanzhong, the swollen face is fat, even if the family is poor, and friends come to cut their own flesh, they have to be entertained, yesterday's inkstone, and that meal, unconsciously owed a lot of favors.

"Don't do that shameful thing, your brother is the reincarnation of the God of Wealth, making two dollars is like playing, you deserve to be poor like that, don't you know how to ask? There are two hundred and five like you in the family, and the mother-in-law and child are considered to have been moldy for eight lifetimes. ”

"Brother"

"Brother, go back to Zhuangzi and say, what kind of identity are we, it's not a shame to stand here and say a few pennies for a few dollars." Yun Ye looked at the bustling guests around him, and couldn't help but straighten his chest, full of aristocratic style.

Xuanzang still came to Yun Ye's side to seek advice on the path to the West Heaven, there was no way to deal with this kind of fanatical believer, he just followed behind without saying a word, pious and sad.

A dead face follows behind, do you have something to eat? A hanged ghost follows you, and your neck doesn't get cold?

In desperation, Yun Ye had no choice but to give a road map, that is, the route that Xuanzang himself had walked, the classic way of learning scriptures, almost all over Xinjiang, and then to several countries in Central Asia, and finally from Peshawar City to Tianzhu.

"This road can almost be called a dead road, most of the road is deserted, and the Zhaowu nine surnames are constantly in turmoil, you are so self-conscious, when you leave, you can go to my Yushan line, Yun Ye can't help you with other favors, only a set of travel bags to give, I wish you a smooth journey."

Bow your head and fold your hands to bless Xuanzang's long journey.

Those who have great perseverance have their own great achievements, and the monk Jueyuan listened to Yun Ye explain the wind, frost, snow and rain on the road, and his face was embarrassed.

Xuanzang didn't care if anyone else went, his face was as usual, as if he was just doing a long-distance trip, firmly remembered all kinds of accidents that would happen in the desert, Gobi, and grassland, and simple coping methods, and promised Yun Ye to record the mountains, rivers, landforms, and customs along the way. Give it to him when you get back. …,

In history, Xuanzang traveled without the shadow of Jueyuan, so he is still just a stick monk, a Shaolin Temple monk who is famous for his military force and Chang'an, I don't know what he will think after seeing Xuanzang's return to the scenery, fate is unfair, but he is so fair, always find a delicate balance between spear and shield.

At the banquet of the scenery, Xuanzang is not the most outstanding, and even a little humble, which makes people ignore it, without the compassion of those great monks, but a little more perseverance and yearning, only Yun Ye knows that this is the last light of the Tang Dynasty Buddhism, maybe until Wuzong destroys the Buddha, they will know the significance of Xuanzang's trip.

There were more and more people at the banquet, and the status was also reduced, the princes and grandfathers who came early withdrew one after another, and the bigwigs of the court also left one after another, their appearance was only symbolic, and now it was time to talk about practical issues, and naturally the representatives of their respective families would talk to the monks of the temples they wanted to be familiar with.

It was only at this time that Yun Ye discovered that the temple was the biggest usury, and because of the appearance of the locust plague, it was these monks who appeared in the form of mercy who benefited the most, and their wealth was coveted.

Yun Ye is just drooling, presumably someone will have the ability to control this qiē, so he doesn't believe that this simple banquet of selling dog meat with a sheep's head will escape Li Er's eyes, and the emperor, who has a strong desire for ants on the land of the Tang Dynasty, will tolerate them to recklessly plunder his own people?

Chang'an has never been a good place, it is full of cunning calculations and cruel plunder, Yun Ye, who has been floating on the surface before, only feels its best side, and then knows how much the military bosses love him.

Lao Cheng Lao Niu, even Qin Qiong, and Wei Chi Gong are already a kind of indulgent doting on themselves, and they don't know what kind of price several veterans have paid behind their misdeeds.

From the beginning of their appearance, Yun Ye has been involved in all kinds of turmoil, with no end and no end in sight.

The right did not blind me.

Yun Ye suddenly had the urge to laugh, interests, no matter how noble the status is, how respectable the status is, they are just some interest animals, after thinking about this, Yun Ye feels that he is noble, no matter what he did before, whether anyone understands it, maybe he will be ridiculed, it doesn't matter, this is just a pull rope that Yun Ye hung for himself, just like the pull rope he voluntarily hung on Longyou, he pulled it in front, and Niu Jinda pushed it in the back.