Chapter 520: The Poor Monk Doesn't Know How to Drink (Part 1)

King Zhu Zi stood in place, his eight-foot body was obviously as thin as firewood, but it was as deep as a pine on the earth, and after a moment of silence, he spoke.

"With a brief post, the post is written with the words 'Bow to the head again', and I went to invite the four holy monks and apprentices. And the East Pavilion was opened, and Guanglu Temple was rewarded with a banquet. ”

"Yes."

As the people in the court were ordered to retreat, King Zhu Zi began to bathe and change his clothes, washing the remaining filth on his body, and the monkey quietly left the palace and returned to the inn.

"Master, nerd, Senior Brother Sha, prepare to prepare, and the King of Zhu Zi will have a banquet to thank me and others."

As soon as the monkey returned to the inn, he couldn't help but speak in invitation.

"Wukong, it seems that King Vermilion's illness is really cured?" Tang Sanzang asked.

"That's natural, my grandson makes a move, how can it not be done." The monkey said with some pride.

"Very good, but it's hard work for Wukong."

Tang Sanzang said without hesitation in praise.

Soon, as Tang Sanzang and his entourage sorted out their appearances, the people in the court walked outside the post house with a huge welcoming procession, and the specifications were even comparable to the king's royal car.

In fact, this is not a transgression, you must know that King Zhu Zi's promise to be on the king's list is to give half of the country, in a sense, Tang Sanzang's status in the Zhu Zi Kingdom is now the same as that of King Zhu Zi.

Because of this, how could the people in the court who knew the twists and turns dare to serve carelessly, and respectfully presented the invitation to Tang Sanzang and his party.

"The holy monk is above, I don't know if I can travel? Or if there is any need, you can command the villain. ”

"Amitabha, the donor is polite, the poor monk has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he has long been accustomed to poverty, and he has nothing to need, so please treat the poor monk as usual."

After Tang Sanzang pronounced the Buddha's name with his palms together, he gently comforted the people in the court.

However, Tang Sanzang's humble and peaceful behavior flattered the people in the Ang court, and his tone became a little flustered.

"Holy monk, holy monk, please ......"

"Thank you, donor."

In the end, Tang Sanzang still gave up the senseless politeness, after all...... That's the benefactor's way of survival.

It was only a moment of effort, and Tang Sanzang and his entourage arrived at the palace and were led to the East Pavilion.

And under the order of King Zhu Zi, he exhausted the power of the palace, and in the time period when Tang Sanzang arrived, the East Pavilion had already prepared a grand feast, and there were even more pavilion elders, and hundreds of officials were waiting for Tang Sanzang's arrival.

At this moment, the hundred officials who stood on both sides announced with a voice in the palace that "the holy monk has arrived", and suddenly there was a handsome and unparalleled in front of him, and there seemed to be a Buddha lotus between the steps, and the temperament was really a plain white monk in a white robe who was like a saint and a Buddha.

And with the appearance of this plain white monk-robed monk, there was an inexplicable Zen and Buddha spirit lingering around, which calmed down the original complicated thoughts of the hundred officials.

More importantly, the gaze of the hundred officials who turned to Tang Sanzang noticed Tang Sanzang's slightly drooping eyes, and he was inexplicably shocked and emotional.

What are those eyes?

Even though the hundred officials had not yet communicated with Tang Sanzang, when they noticed the compassion that naturally flowed from Tang Sanzang's eyes, the compassion for all things in the world and for all beings in the Three Realms, they couldn't help but feel infinite reverence in their hearts.

Some thoughts......

Many officials were worried about Tang Sanzang's origins, or worried about whether Tang Sanzang had another conspiracy, but their thoughts dissipated in an instant.

How can such a rich person be a villain? Why do you have to do that villain's thing?

"I've seen the Holy Monk!"

Coincidentally, many officials bowed slightly to Tang Sanzang almost in unison.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang calmly folded his palms and returned to the Buddha Rite. "Amitabha, donors, the poor monks have seen the ceremony."

Immediately, Tang Sanzang took the three disciples towards the East Pavilion and the place where the banquet was located.

"The holy monk is really a great virtue and ......"

"It is worthy of coming from the rumored Tang Dynasty of the Celestial Empire, such a figure lives up to the prestige of the Tang Dynasty."

"Such a character must not be the kind of villain at both ends of the snake and rat, we can rest assured."

"That's right, today, Your Majesty's dragon body has healed, and the holy monk has gone to the banquet, which is really a day of great joy, and we can put aside state affairs for the time being and enjoy the feast."

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When the officials were seated with joy on their faces, Tang Sanzang was also guided by the people in the court, sitting in the second place where the head was located, and the monkey, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were sitting in a row on Tang Sanzang's side.

And Tang Sanzang sat down for less than a moment, more than eight feet tall, thin but extremely straight, a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe stepped into the East Pavilion, and between walking, the tiger and the tiger were vigorous, with a fierce power naturally revealed, which made people's hearts break.

"Meet Your Majesty."

All the officials paid homage.

Seeing this, King Zhu Zi raised his hands slightly and said.

"You Aiqing is exempt, lonely has been three years can not be in the court, but there is a lot of trouble for you Aiqing, today is a feast of great joy, one is to invite the holy monks, and the other is also to thank you Aiqing for your dedication."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

All the officials responded together, and then they got up and sat down again.

And King Zhu Zi then walked straight towards Tang Sanzang's side, and took the initiative to salute Tang Sanzang and said.

"Thank you to the holy monk for saving his life, the last time he was lying alone on the couch, his face was withered, I was afraid that I would frighten the holy monk, so I never met face to face, and I hope that the holy monk will not blame."

"Amitabha, Your Majesty is polite, the poor monk is just doing his best, but in fact, it is the credit of the poor monk." Tang Sanzang said humbly with his palms folded.

Hearing this, King Zhu Zi nodded slightly to the monkey and thanked him, and sat down on the main seat beside Tang Sanzang's side before speaking.

"If it weren't for the holy monk's teachings and the holy monk's answer, how could the holy monk heal the lonely? So this merit is definitely the ...... of the holy monks."

After a pause, King Zhu Zi held the wine glass in front of him with both hands and said to Tang Sanzang. "As a token of gratitude, there is a glass of wine, and please don't dislike the holy monk."

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang subconsciously wanted to habitually take the wine glass and drink it all as if he was unsettling his body, but he quickly reacted, and his outstretched palm naturally swayed and said.

"A poor monk is a monk, and he doesn't know how to drink."

"Vegetarian wine, Lone naturally knows the precepts of Buddhism, but this is vegetarian wine, how can the master drink this cup?" King Zhu Zi persuaded.

"Amitabha, wine is the first precept of the monk's family, and the poor monk has been following the precepts since he was born in his mother's womb, and he should not drink it easily, and I hope Your Majesty will not blame it." Tang Sanzang refused quite modestly.