As soon as Yunxiang heard that he was about to leave, he was so anxious that he ran to Ling'er's side, grabbed her hand, and said excitedly: "Good sister, fate is destined, two years later, I will pick you up, okay?" ”

"By then, I'll be fourteen or fifteen years old, I'll see if it's okay." Ling'er said shyly.

"Big brother, say goodbye today, I don't know when we can see each other again? Can I give a Buddhist poem to my sister? Also, if you know where the tree planted by Bai Juyi is, I will definitely let you take me to admire those happy trees, and every branch and leaf must be flashing with Bai Juyi's tender gaze, which must be very different from other lonely growing trees. Concubine Wen spoke a little incoherently.

"We're going too." The rest of the beauties also scrambled to plead.

"This is of course, with the help of the scenery to hang the sages, this is said to be done by virtuous people, the old man is welcome, the years turn, the country changes hands, I do not know where the tree planted by the poet lives, the old man can only give poetry."

"Where in life do we not meet? In the past life, in this life, during the day, late at night, when drunk, when waking up, in front of people, behind the scenes, under the morning sun, in the sunset, in silence, in sleep, and even drinking tea and singing poetry, listening to music and enjoying the scenery. ”

Concubine Wen was fascinated by what she heard, and she thought, doesn't Emperor Xu love calligraphy? It's better to ask him to leave a copy of the ink treasure to dissolve some of his vinegar. Thinking about it, Wu laughed to himself.

"Xia Hua, go and present the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and ask the monk to inscribe the Buddhist poem on the rice paper, the monk brother, I don't know what the respect is?" Concubine Wen commanded.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!" The Buddha seal is obedient and saluting.

Admiring the soft and rigid font, Concubine Wen asked curiously: "Brother Foyin, are you a family of your own font, or is it borrowed from a friend's style?" ”

The first sentence is finished, "The ordinary mind is the way." All the beauties and the inner supervisors recited in unison.

"Lao Wei sometimes tasted wine and wrote poems and calligraphy with Dongpo Tingjian and others, and unconsciously borrowed half of Tingjian's style."

"Well, there is no lack of mellowness in the thinness, dignified and delicate, and a little grass in the flowing water, next time, I must go to appreciate Huang Xiucai's font to see how much you have learned his true biography." Concubine Wen is full of anticipation of making the next friend.

The eighth sister was careful, and asked people to spread the brand-new inferior tribute satin on the ground as the home of these ink treasures.

"'There are no tears in great sorrow, no words in great understanding, no sound in laughter.'" Good! That's a good point! Those present exclaimed.

"Even when the whip comes, the horses are still fighting." There was silence.

"Let me explain to you, the implication of this phrase is that a good horse will move forward bravely under the shadow of the whip, and it has turned the consciousness of struggle into inner consciousness, and it can't stop at all."

"Ah, I see." Everyone understood.

"There is nothing to comment on in idleness, and a stick of fragrance is proud. When you get up from sleep, you have tea, hunger and food, and you can watch the flowing water and sit and watch the clouds. ”

"It's another elegant and vulgar picture of leisure, and this realm is desirable." Concubine Wen sighed happily.

"Those who can endure are satisfied with everything; Those who are good and hateful are always hell. Liu Meiren felt that this was laughing at herself, so she left with a weak heart, and scolded as she walked: "What kind of monk, it is clear that Concubine Wen invited her to teach the palace a lesson, wait and see!" The jade butterfly also left.

Seeing that someone had left, Buddha Yin smiled and inscribed, "If a gentleman can endure, he will become a great weapon." The crowd praised and mocked: "It is well written, and it looks like the reincarnation of Confucius; Written specifically for some people, haha. ”

Concubine Wen didn't say a word, thought for a while, and said lightly: "Don't make extraneous branches, don't affect the unity between sisters." ”

"Thousands of people suffer in a thousand ways, and the hardships are not the same." Except for Concubine Wen, the rest of the people all had gloomy faces, some frowned, some sighed, and some complained: "Even the Jade Emperor," even the emperor and his ministers, have their own hardships and helplessness. ”

Seeing that everyone was cramped, so there was no open realm, the Buddha seal continued to inscribe "Things can be content, the heart is always comfortable, and people are self-exalted without seeking quality." Only then did everyone think about it, and lowered their heads, as if they were reviewing what had just been not.

Seeing that everyone finally understood the truth of being a human being, Foyin wanted to relax and proposed: "Lao Wei is a little tired, so let's just recite the "Comparison" poem together. ”

"Others ride big horses, but I ride alone on donkeys. Looking back on Dan Chai Han, my heart is more substantial. ”

After everyone recited in unison, they shouted happily and excitedly: "I finally understand why the senior monk is called a high monk, and I will learn more from him in the future." The crowd chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes."

I suddenly remembered that Sister Wen said that she would have a benevolent heart at any time, so she hurriedly moved a chair, asked the monk to rest, and handed over tea.

"It's not fun, let's write the most memorable Buddhist saying." Concubine Wen pleaded.

"Clearly there is no life and death, and there are constant comings and goings; Right and wrong are like yesterday's dreams, and they are really and quickly. Everyone read this most difficult sentence with great energy, and then they were dumbfounded by two of the words.

"Senior monk, may I ask what is the meaning of 'breaking the usual'?" Labor and joy asked in unison.

"This is a Buddhist word for assertion and common meaning. Buddha Yin replied earnestly.

"What is a 'judgment'?"

"Haha, under the leadership of Concubine Wen, everyone has learned not to know is not to know, and the judgment is to say that they do not know that their own body and all external objects live forever, but they take death as the view of extinction."

"Oh, Buddhism is easy to enter, and Buddhism is hard to guess." Concubine Wen sighed.

"Master, let's go, do you want to rub the rice again?" Yunxiang urged vigorously.

"Well, then the old man is leaving."

"The royal family has nothing to give, please bring these dried fruit slices and medicinal fruits." Cai Yu had prepared the gifts in advance.

The beauties reluctantly bid farewell to the monks, and Concubine Wen always felt that there was something missing, so she asked modestly: "Brother monk, may I ask if Bai Juyi has also written Buddhist poetry?" ”

"Well, I remember that I have written many songs, and I am most interested in these two songs, one of which is "To Wine", two of which are the most precise, 'Rich and poor and happy, not laughing is an idiot; The second is "The Meditation Room of the Bitter and Heat-Themed Master of Constant Silence", "Everyone is crazy about the summer, and the only Zen master does not go out of the room." It's not that the meditation room is not hot, but it's cool for people to calm down. ’”

"Thank you for the monk's ink treasure and the white poet's Zen masterpiece, although I can't visit the tree of Juyi, but I have planted the tree of wisdom deep in my heart, and this palace will turn into its own energy to sharpen my rough heart." Concubine Wen thanked.

"Congratulations to the monks, have a good trip." The concubines saluted in unison." The concubines stayed, and the old man took his leave. ”

The group watched the master and apprentice go away.