Liu Chenxing's doubts have not been interrupted since he came to the peony garden, although the Liu family and his own people were angry when they heard it, they were somewhat numb, and out of trust in Liu Chenxing, they hoped that the people of the White Horse Temple would give an explanation.

It is not easy for Liu Qinghai young man to endure it now, and now he listened to the people of the White Horse Temple again and again, he couldn't help it, and turned his head to the pilgrims who were onlookers and choked: "My sister is a person with real talent and learning, and it is better to let the masters give an explanation!" My sister is not afraid! ”

After speaking, he turned his head sharply and held his head high, and he was extremely proud.

Hum!

If he didn't know that his cousin didn't want to expose himself as the champion of the current department in order to keep a low profile, he would have to tell this matter and not surprise these people's jaws!

Fantasizing about everyone's surprise, Liu Qinghai didn't feel a little regretful.

The calligraphy contestant on the side was angered by Liu Qinghai's attitude, and he was too ashamed to speak, how could he do it without giving a lesson?

The middle-aged man who proposed to discuss the law sneered, and the three sheep's beards on his mouth were blown away, "Yellow-mouthed child, I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

After that, he looked at the four judges and said, "The masters of the White Horse Temple, they have all said so, if they don't give an explanation, how can they convince the public!?" ”

With the foreshadowing of the explanation just now, coupled with Liu Qinghai's arrogant attitude, the middle-aged man who was waiting to participate in the calligraphy competition asked the people of the White Horse Temple to give an explanation, and he responded to it.

"That's right! If you don't give an explanation, it's hard to convince the public! ”

At this point, the people of the White Horse Temple can't do it without giving an explanation.

The three judges sitting outside the pavilion couldn't help but look at Abbot Jueyuan, the first person should have a good temper, and was a little angry by the doubts and shouts of the pilgrims, and said directly: "Senior brother, we are clearly impartial, but we are so questioned!" This female benefactor, although not very old, but the pen is strong, at first glance I also suspected that it was not done, at least when a person who has studied calligraphy for more than ten years can write, but everyone is seen with their own eyes, the words on the rice paper are the female donor's book! Although he was unhappy to be questioned, he still explained one or two, and also expressed his feelings in his heart.

This is also a highly respected monk of the White Horse Temple, and the pilgrims who often come to the White Horse Temple know how much, so when they heard the explanation, the doubts in their hearts couldn't help but disappear a little, but when they saw Liu Chenxing's still young face, they had doubts again.

Abbot Jueyuan sat alone in the thatched pavilion above the third step, taking in everyone's expressions, he shook his head, picked up the rice paper with Liu Chenxing written on the case in front of him, and slowly stood up.

The White Horse Temple is the premier temple in Luoyang, and the presiding officer Jueyuan is a famous monk in front of the empress, and he also has a certain prestige in the hearts of the people of Luoyang.

When he saw Abbot Jueyuan stand up, the four sides also quieted down one after another, waiting for Abbot Jueyuan to give an explanation.

Abbot Jueyuan didn't speak immediately, he walked down the pavilion slowly, and came to the competition venue with four long cases open in a row, Fang looked at Liu Chenxing standing on the right, and saw Shen Zhongyi standing next to Liu Chenxing, his eyes stopped slightly, and then flashed a trace of understanding, no wonder his calligraphy attainments at a young age are not low, it turns out that he is with King Wei, and he is an ordinary person.

But in the end, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, which is still very rare, Abbot Jueyuan looked at Liu Chenxing, and his kind face did not hide his appreciation.

"Little friend, it's written on paper, but it's from you?" Abbot Jueyuan asked.

Abbot Jueyuan is over sixty years old, no matter what his identity is, the old and the old, for the elderly, as long as they do not harbor malicious intentions and evil thoughts, Liu Chenxing generally respects the other party as much as possible.

Ru took half a step forward, walked out, crossed his hands and saluted: "This sentence written by Er is not from Son, but Er happened to read a miscellaneous book in the market, and because I liked it, I wrote it down." Today's calligraphy competition, the venue is in the Buddhist temple, and the child sees that this sentence contains a lot of Buddhist philosophy, so the child chose this sentence to write. ”

After a slight pause, seeing that the abbot Jueyuan still wanted to ask more about the source of this sentence, he simply added: "As for where this sentence comes from, in short, it will not be a person with shallow experience like Er, it should be a monk who is well versed in Buddhism, but unfortunately he has no chance to know this master, and he doesn't even know his Dharma name or any news." ”

Hearing Liu Chenxing's straightforward statement that he didn't know the monk, Master Jueyuan couldn't hide his regret on his face.

However, as Liu Chenxing said, she, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old lady, has shallow experience, and she can't say this kind of words that contain profound Buddhist principles.

Although it is a pity that he could not get acquainted with the senior monk who said this, but seeing that Liu Chenxing did not take this sentence to himself, Abbot Jueyuan still showed a smile on his face, and said: "Xiaoyou, don't be arrogant, although your experience is not enough to write such words containing Buddhism, but the poor monk can see from Xiaoyou's words, Xiaoyou should have comprehended the true meaning from this word." As the saying goes, words are like people, and Xiaoyou should also be a person with a clear mind and a firm mind. ”

Listening to the praise of the abbot of Jueyuan, Liu Chenxing listened to it without saying a word, only acting modestly.

In fact, it was not that she understood anything from this sentence, but that she thought so, and when she first saw this sentence on the Internet, she felt that it completely described her state of mind, and she loved it very much, so she wrote it down.

She believes that the quality of a person's life is in her own hands.

If her parents divorced and started a family, she would have become a superfluous one, and she would have been subjected to the gossip of her neighbors and relatives, she would have given up on herself and would only live a more pitiful life.

Later, she took care of herself, lived with her grandparents, was admitted to high school and college, and even later went out to work in the society, and began to save a minimum down payment for a house, all of which made her see hope, and life is promising.

It's just that the experience of being a child has affected her a lot.

But she doesn't think there's anything wrong with that.

As long as her heart does not move, nothing will change, and she will not be hurt in any way.

The pilgrims looked at the old and the young, and they heard some signs.

Abbot Jueyuan treated Li Chenxing so courteously that he even used the high-standard title of "little friend", all because Liu Chenxing wrote a sentence rich in Buddhism on the rice paper of the calligraphy test.

This sentence even made Master Jueyuan praise Liu Chenxing when he learned that it was not from Liu Chenxing, and everyone couldn't help but wonder what this was.

Even Liu Qingshan, who was standing behind the side, was curious, and asked quietly behind him: "Ah Xing, what did you write that made Abbot Jueyuan so praised." ”

Of course, under curiosity, some people thought they had found the reason, and shouted in the crowd at the moment: "This is a calligraphy test, not the content of the test, no matter what you write, if the words are not good, there is no reason to get such a good result." ”

As the abbot of a large temple, how can he focus on the content of the calligraphy competition?

Even if everyone understands it in their hearts, they subconsciously ignore it because they don't want to believe that a little lady has achieved a perfect score in calligraphy.

It's a blind eye, but that's it.

Abbot Jueyuan looked at the pilgrims who were still clamoring for a reason, and shook his head again.

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