Zhixin recited the Mida in his mouth, standing with one hand on his chest, which was regarded as a salute, and he looked calm and calm.

Although he has not been in Beijing for a long time this time, the people of the Sanglu Division have seen it several times, as if they are ordering the senior monks to give purple robes recently.

Counting the days, the results are about to come out at this time, could it be that he chose himself and came to inform himself to receive the purple robe and participate in the ceremony?

The more this time, the more in front of many believers, the more the shelves must be set up, and this shell of the profound Dharma and not for fame and fortune can be done more beautifully.

With a smile on his face, Zhixin straightened his back, waiting for the official of the Sanglu Division to speak, while not forgetting to look at the many believers who were stopped seven or eight steps away, and raised his hand to make a reassuring gesture.

The crowd fell silent almost instantly.

Zhixin saw it in his eyes, and in a trance, he seemed to experience the feeling of the Buddha smiling back then.

That's all life is all about, isn't it?

With a purple robe, thousands of believers by his side, and gold and silver jewels in his arms, what monk can compare to himself at this time?

It's Zhiyuan, he was almost fifty years old when he got the purple robe!

But I've only been in my thirties!

In just a few breaths, the great monk Zhixin had already turned countless thoughts in his heart, and he was a little intoxicated.

——It's rare to have such a time when the monk Lu Si announced the edict in front of good men and women, this time the purple robe came, and his reputation went to the next level, and after the people present came out, they had to help publicize it, and they could save themselves the effort of making people go out to spread the rumors!

It's really the right time, the right place, the right people, and the piles are all ready!

It is the Buddha who favors Himself!

Zhixin's heart was happy, and he waited for the people of the Sanglu Division to announce the edict.

And just opposite him, the official of the Sanglu Division who was standing also had a smile on his face, but although the smile did not penetrate his eyes, it suppressed the taste of pity underneath.

Seeing that the believers in the hall had been separated by a certain distance, he thought that he would have to go to another temple to inform another monk later, and the official no longer found fault with the inappropriateness, so he hurriedly handed the edict in his hand to Zhixin and said, "Master, this is an order under the Zhongshu, summoning the master to Guangyuan Prefecture and Jiaozhi to spread Buddhism, persuade the barbarian clan to raise the army, and share the peace." ”

The great monk Zhixin just stretched out his hand, which could be pinched on that edict, and he heard that sentence, among which "Guangyuan Prefecture", "Jiaozhi", "spreading Buddhism", "persuading the barbarians" and other words, it was like someone taking a gong and drum to knock on his ear, a word was like a moment, this time after another, his ears were deaf.

As if there were thorns on the edict, and as if the edict was fed with poison, he couldn't hold it steadily, and with a "snap", the edict fell to the ground.

And the very compassionate and tolerant smile on his face was suddenly like a small white flower that was smashed on the ground one after another by a hailstone the size of a bowl, and the originally rich and full petals withered at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and was ravaged by a rain and wind, frost and ice cracking.

Unable to maintain the shelf he was holding anymore, Zhixin cried out in a lost voice: "What's the matter?! Why do you want me to go to Guangyuan Prefecture? ”

At this moment, he no longer cares about his image in front of the believers, and even forgot to call himself a "poor monk".

I can't pick it up!

This is a deadly edict!

When he was not famous, even if he placed orders all over the world, he had never been to such barren mountains and mountains! With very eloquence and eight points of appearance, where do you go, isn't it being offered as a guest?! Since a few years ago, I met a family by chance, and after some operation with that person, I have enjoyed the glory and wealth on weekdays, sleeping on a soft bed, living in a spacious room, wearing bright robes, and wearing a monk hat with gold rim on a red background.

How could he go to that ghost place in Guangyuan Prefecture like this!

Miasma, mosquitoes, fools!

Zhiyuan has just been there, and he has offended all the Jiaozhi royal family!

Going to Guangnan is already too long-lived, and you have to go to Guangyuan Prefecture to have the same Jiaozhi?

Isn't this telling yourself to die?!

Swallowing his saliva, Zhixin said dryly: "The poor monk has never been to the south, and he is not familiar with this place, I am afraid that it will not be of great use, so why not choose one or two more capable people to go over!" ”

His tone softened for a moment, and it sounded like he had smashed a little pity out of it.

Seeing him like this, the officials of the Sanglu Division also had some sympathy, and their hearts softened for a while, and they showed a little bit of tone on their mouths, and said: "Why bother to be humble here, the master is profound in Buddhism, and knows it from top to bottom, I heard that today in the palace, after Gu Gouyuan came out to recommend, it was said that 'the great monk Zhixin is eloquent and good-looking, and should be the first choice', and the generals who went out agreed with it, and the Son of Heaven was also very satisfied, and personally issued an order, and we immediately drafted an edict. ”

After saying this, he did not forget to advise: "Tomorrow is about to depart, the master should hurry up and prepare!" This time, I can come back, I am dressed in purple, it is already proper! ”

Talking about the rumors he heard from others, there was only one meaning in the words of the Sanglu Division: Master, don't think too much, and now it is the Son of Heaven who has taken a fancy to it, and it is a blessing that you can't ask for in eight lifetimes! Hanging on the heart of the Son of Heaven, isn't this a benefit that falls from the sky? You can't hide, it's useless to beg anyone, even if you die, you have to die in Quang Nam!

After saying this, the official did not stay any longer, hurriedly arched his hand, and then retired.

Zhixin stood there in despair, not knowing where he was for a while.

The restless believers beside him, and the stunned walkers behind them, supported their two little novices, as if they no longer existed.

Who is Gu Gowon?

He'd never heard of it!

Why do you "recommend" yourself to Quang Nam?

When did you ever offend such a person?

After a long while, under the repeated reminders of the little novice, Zhixin regained his senses and his hearing slowly returned.

Not far away, a few ignorant believers were still happy: "Sure enough, it's the Guru!" He was appointed by the Son of Heaven! Go to Guangyuan Prefecture, just to promote Buddhism and purify all sentient beings, so that there are few soldiers in the world! ”

However, there was something wrong with the faces of many richly dressed people, and the rich merchant woman in a brocade skirt even stole a gap and quietly slipped out of the crowd.

Zhixin didn't care about these anymore, so he hurriedly ordered people to invite all the idle people in the palace out, and he sat on the ground all of a sudden, picked up the edict, and read it for a long time before he could see the meaning clearly.

He couldn't get up anymore, he only felt that his head and face were in a cold sweat, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't move at all.

At this time, seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Shami, who had already gone out to inquire about the situation, happened to push the door in with a pale face, gasped and squatted on the ground and said: "Master, I have already made the silver to inquire clearly about the followers of the Monk Lu Division, and today I recommend you in the palace is the champion of the last time, called Gu Yanzhang's ......."

Zhixin jumped uncomfortably, barely picked up his brain, and asked, "What does he have to do with me?" ”

While saying that his brain was scraped by some sharp weapon, he cried out "ah" and exclaimed, "Mo not! Isn't that the one last time?! ”