"The master doesn't even go out of the temple gate on weekdays, but now he takes Yuantong to Nanshan Pass, where it takes three days to walk in a carriage." Zuo Xiang said slowly, "Master Mo used Yuantong as an excuse to burn down the room, and it is unknown who set the fire." This little thing is not enough to force you, the future head of Eifukuji Temple, away. ”

Zhizhen, the first disciple of Huiqing, the presiding officer of Yongfu Temple, rarely shows up on weekdays, but every time he is on a critical occasion, whether he is debating Buddhism with monks, or distinguishing the origin of Buddhism with Taoists, he can always convince the public, so his prestige in Buddhism is not lower than that of his master Huiqing, because his master argues the Dharma, and has been defeated by the master of Wuchen Temple several times. Such a monk suddenly left Yongfu Temple with two disciples and arrived at this small temple in the poor countryside, the reason for which is thought-provoking. Zhizang's troubles are just an excuse.

Zhizhen took a sip of the tea in the cup and drank it gently, like the sound of the evening drum and the morning bell, the solemn atmosphere created by Zuo Xiang disappeared without a trace, "This is one of them, Yuantong thought about it, and the poor monk brought him here." ”

"Does YTO want to come, or does someone want him to come?" Zuo Xiang asked.

"It was indeed the county lord of Wenchang who invited him first." Zhizhen coped peacefully.

Zuo Xiang smiled slowly, "Is that so?" ”

"Monks, never speak." Zhizhen clasped his palms together.

"That's the case, then the master told Benxiang, who is Yuantong?" Zuo Xiang asked.

Zhizhen was still calm, "The poor monk doesn't know. ”

"Eleven years ago, the world thought that Princess Qing took the child who was about to give birth into the coffin, and Ben Xiangyuan thought so, but now it is not. Also eleven years ago, the master who didn't ask about the world suddenly took a baby as an apprentice, and raised it with his own hands, and now he took him to the place where the Qing King was buried, and even the Qing King's funeral goods unearthed master had to take him to see. Even the potion that the master gave Yuantong to drink is the same as those of the remnants of the Qing king, and Yuantong has a stomachache for the past two days, I'm afraid it has something to do with it, right? Zuo Xiang turned the teacup in his hand and continued to speculate, "Yuantong is the widow of the Qing King, does the master know what sin you took him in?" ”

Zhizhen clasped his palms together, "Yuantong is an abandoned baby brought back by a poor monk at the side gate of Yongfu Temple, and his parents are not known to the poor monk." If the adults are convinced that Yuantong is the orphan of the Qing King, then what does it matter if the poor monk accompanies him to hell for a while. ”

Zuo Xiang smiled slowly, "Since the master has transcended life and death, the original phase will send Yuantong to the saint, please ask the saint to identify this child's life experience." ”

Zhizhen lowered his eyes and said Amitabha.

Zuo Xiang's body leaned forward slightly, forming a trend of oppression, "Yuantong's eyes, if you look closely, they really make this appearance feel familiar." ”

Zhizhen was still unmoved, "Adults don't kill." ”

"The prime minister is not killing, but the prime minister is afraid of trouble, and he likes it for a hundred." Zuo Xiang retracted his figure, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Mogan's top yellow buds, it seems that the master and Wang Luming of Moganshan are also quite speculative." ”

"This tea was given to the poor monk by the lord of Wenchang County."

"It's really good for the county lord of Wenchang to treat the master and apprentice." Zuo Xiang drank the cup of tea, "If the master is hiding and repaying virtue with resentment, it is really not a Buddha's principle." ”

"Poor monks follow their fate and never force it." Zhizhen closed the lid of the cup, which means sending off guests.

Zuo Xiang stood up with a smile, "Does the master think that if something is wrong here, he can send Yuantong away at any time, right?" Are the more than 200 people you sent by King Sheng ornamental, and you can even see the things in your true appearance, will King Sheng not know? If the master wants to live in peace, don't hit the idea of the county lord's mother and daughter, otherwise King Sheng's knife will definitely fall faster than the master thinks. ”

Zhizhen clasped his hands together, "The poor monk didn't know either, but Xiangye also had a relationship with the county lord's family." ”

Zuo Xiang replied quite mysteriously, "Who let their family meet the eyes of their mother." ”

After Zuo Xiang left, Zhizhen went to see the little apprentice, and when he saw that he was sleeping peacefully, he raised his hand and tried his forehead again, and he was a little relieved. Du Tong said in a low voice, "Master, my junior brother didn't have diarrhea before going to bed, and he should be fine tomorrow." ”

Zhizhen instructed, "Tomorrow morning, you go to Qin'an's house to ask for some green vegetables, and boil green vegetable porridge for Yuantong to replenish your stomach." ”

Du Tong smiled, "Qin Anren has already asked people to send it, and they also asked about Yuantong's situation." Master, would you take the time to open an altar for the people of Qin'an to give a lecture? ”

After he arrived at Nanshan Pass, he had not yet opened an altar to preach the scriptures. Zhizhen nodded, "Only for the people of the first village and Qinjia Village, Nanshan Pass has not been peaceful recently, so don't cause trouble." ”

"I understand!" Du Tong immediately squinted his eyes and showed his big white teeth, the master was willing to teach the Fa, and the incense in their temple was about to flourish.

Early the next morning, Du Tong carried a large basket of hot steamed buns to the first village, and told Qin that the eighth day of the second month was the Buddha's ordination day, and his master wanted to open the altar to preach the scriptures, and asked Qin what scriptures he wanted to hear.

Qin Shi was overjoyed and blinded when he heard this, and asked, "What is the best scripture for spring?" ”

Du Tong showed two rabbit teeth and smiled very happily, "An Ren woke up the little monk with a word, and he should talk about the scriptures of spring in the spring!" Then choose the first sutra that Shakyamuni preached after becoming a Buddha: "The Huayan Sutra of the Great Buddha and the Buddha". ”

Qin sent Du Tong away in a daze, and then asked her two daughters, "Does the Huayan Sutra have anything to do with spring?" ”

Of course Xiao Nuan didn't know, Xiao Cao tilted his little head and said, "Yuantong said that when the Buddha became a Buddha, it was like the sun had just come out, and the light shone on the mountains, maybe this is the meaning of spring, right?" ”

"Doesn't the sun rise every day, what does this spring have to do with it?" Qin asked.

Xiaocao didn't know, look at her sister; Of course Xiao Nuan didn't know, look at He Fenglu who taught them to spit out and practice their bodies. He Fenglu was very embarrassed, "Little aunt, Fenglu is a Taoist priest." ”

"Yes, we are Taoist priests!" Xiao Nuan nodded thoughtfully, "Don't think too much about it, Du Tong must have seen that his mother didn't order, so he picked one that his master talked about the most relaxed." ”

"Won't it?" Qin felt that Du Tongfang had smiled sincerely.

Xiaocao is more reliable," Xiaocao saw Yuantong and asked him carefully, and then came back to tell his mother. ”

"This is done." Qin said with a smile.

In the Zhenqing Temple, Yuantong held the vegetable porridge and drank it fragrantly.

Du Tong, who ate three bowls of porridge, continued, "The people of Qin'an have not been literate for a long time, and most of the women in Qinjia Village are illiterate. ”

Zhizhen nodded in response, Yuantong put down the bowl and sighed, "It's a pity that Rhubarb is not at home, and it hasn't heard Master's lecture yet." ”

Dutong ......

Zhizhen smiled and touched the apprentice's little bald head, "Yuantong, after the lecture is over, can the teacher officially accept you as a monk?" ”

Yuantong is an orphan adopted by Zhizhen, and he has not yet been ordained, because he wants to let him choose his own path in life when he grows up, if he wants to become a monk, he will continue to practice with his master, and if he wants to return to the world, he will become a lay disciple of Buddhism. Dutong looked at the master with a bowl of porridge, and he didn't know why the master had changed his mind and let Yuantong be ordained now.

Yuantong raised his head in embarrassment and scratched his little bald head, "Master, Xiaocao said that she would be her son-in-law when the apprentice grows up." ”

"Poof!" Du Tong was frightened and sprayed porridge.