Lanzhou City, Tuowu Zhai.

Ding Yanzhi, who was dressed in a purple robe, sat peacefully in the main seat, quietly watching the servants come and go to carry daily necessities, and the housekeeper in the house was also extremely clever, whenever Ding Yanzhi's eyes swept away, he quickly beckoned the servants to take this thing down.

It is rare for the quiet Tuowu Zhai to be so lively that Long Cheng, who came in from outside the door in a hurry, did not attract the attention of others, only Ding Yanzhi saw it, waved his hand to signal the other party to sit down, and smiled: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Ding, are you going to Wenbang?" As soon as he sat down, Long Cheng said hurriedly.

Ding Yanzhi smiled faintly and said, "Yes, where did you hear that?"

"It's all over the city, okay?" Long Cheng rolled his eyes and replied angrily.

Seeing his expression, Ding Yanzhi knew that the other party was blaming himself for not telling him in advance, and he was not angry, and smiled: "Don't you know now?"

Pouting, Long Cheng snorted, "If I don't know, don't you just don't tell me and let me know when you're gone?"

Ding Yanzhi laughed and said helplessly: "It's almost twenty-six, how can you still have the same character as Ruoyu." ”

"Brother Yao is a year older than me, it seems," Long Cheng muttered secretly, and then his face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice, "I want to go together." ”

Ding Yanzhi was silent for a moment when he heard this, and only after a long time did he say slowly: "Are you sure?"

Seeing that Long Cheng was stunned, Ding Yanzhi looked out of the house, and his eyes revealed a bit sharpness: "This time I went to the Hundred Schools' Forum to promote the concept of Legalism, and the second was to make a break with the past." ”

Long Cheng was a little confused, and frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Do you think that Yao Ruoyu's character will let others know that you and I betrayed everyone? Well, it's not good to use betrayal, let's part ways!"

Ding Yanzhi watched Long Cheng's complexion gradually change, and sighed: "So except for him and Xu Xuanrong, everyone else may not know about the existence of me and you, in their minds, we are still companions, and we are still friends who can join forces together." ”

Long Cheng also understood at this time, his face showed a little struggle, and it was obviously difficult to make a complete decision.

Ding Yanzhi smiled faintly, and did not force it, and said slowly: "In the past this time, I just want to really tell other people and let them understand that we have parted ways with them, each for its own master, and the next time we meet, it will be a battlefield confrontation, and when the time comes, we don't have to worry about each other." ”

Long Cheng's lips trembled slightly, and he suddenly whispered, "Brother Ding, are you afraid?"

"What?" Ding Yanzhi's eyes changed slightly, and he heard Long Cheng raise his head and say in a deep voice: "Are you afraid, aren't you? I'm afraid that if you really run into them on the battlefield in the future, you will be soft-hearted, so you plan to use this method to force yourself to completely split with them, right?"

Ding Yanzhi's body was shocked, he looked at Long Cheng in a daze, and suddenly laughed after a long time: "Long Cheng, you really have extraordinary intelligence, and you are subordinate to me, which really buries your talent!"

Seeing that he deliberately changed the topic, Long Cheng sighed, did not continue to ask, but said lightly: "Since I chose to follow you back then, instead of going to Wenbang with Brother Yao and them, I am already destined to break with them." ”

Ding Yanzhi nodded lightly and said with a smile: "In this case, you should also go and prepare your bags, it is estimated that the hundred pulpits will be held in two or three months, get ready first, and then set off directly." ”

Long Cheng nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "When I came, I saw that Jincheng Academy was very lively, as if those deans and generals were preparing to participate in the Hundred Schools' Forum. ”

"This hundred schools of thought forum is of great significance, it is the first time since the Han Dynasty respected Confucianism, the first time that the sons of the hundred schools of thought can speak freely and talk about their own ideas, so whether it is Confucianism, Taoism, law, and soldiers, they will not let go of this opportunity. ”

Speaking of this, Ding Yanzhi suddenly smiled dumbly: "But don't say it, Ruoyu really took a good move this time, hundreds of schools, and elites from no mathematical school gathered in Dawen, as long as Dawen showed his advantages in talent recruitment, after the conference, I am afraid that there will be countless scholars from poor families who are willing to stay in Dawen and work hard for him, the king of Wen." ”

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Longhu Mountain is located in Anren County, Jiangxi Road.

The Taoist faction, which once dominated the world at its peak and overwhelmed the Buddhists, has now declined.

In the past, hundreds of Taoist lecture halls standing on various peaks are now mostly covered with dust, and some of them are remote, so they simply ask people to occupy the magpie's nest for the dove.

Fortunately, Longhu Mountain is declining but not dying, several Taoist temples living in the central treasure land of Longhu Mountain are still alive, although the incense is not as strong as before, but there will also be some women and villagers who go up the mountain to burn incense, and occasionally there will be some official eunuchs who do not enter the stream, looking forward to the fame of Longhu Mountain in previous years, and rushed all the way to ask God to ask.

Next to the mountain gate outside the Shangqing Palace, there is a thatched hut all the year round, in which lives an old Taoist priest in sloppy clothes, he has lived here for I don't know how many years, so long that even the villagers who go up the mountain to burn incense have changed several generations, he still sits under the mountain gate with a smile every day, selling sandalwood to pilgrims.

Generally speaking, such as Sanqing Mountain, Danxia Mountain, such as the famous Taoist Taoist temple, the door will sell such as the magic weapon spirit talisman that claims to have opened the light, etc., no matter how bad it is, there will be many Taoist priests to support a table, erect a banner such as "up and down calculation for three thousand years".

But on Longhu Mountain, this old Taoist priest is the only one who sells things all year round, and he still sells the cheapest old sandalwood for a few pennies.

Pilgrims who often come to the mountain to burn incense often muttered secretly, guessing that this old Taoist priest was a Taoist priest of the older generation of Longhu Mountain, because the Taoism was not profound enough, and he couldn't get into the position of an elder when he was old, so he sold incense here for a living.

On this day, several pilgrims went up the mountain to burn incense.

The identity of the leader is not ordinary, he is the new county order who has just been transferred to Anren County, followed by a group of small officials from the county government, all of them are full of smiles, and they can't immediately kneel down and hold the legs of the new county order and shout grandpa, you can have the opportunity to carp jump over the dragon gate and change from an official to an official.

Surrounded by a large group of people, the county order walked up and down, arrogantly overlooking the surrounding scenery, he was born in Confucianism, and he looked down on Taoism and Buddha the most, in his opinion, those villagers who were stupid to burn incense and send money to the immortals should hand over the money to their own money bags, after all, they are their parents!

Running rampant up the mountain like an eight-legged crab, the county magistrate, who was only in his thirties but already had a fat body, could be said to be sweating profusely, but he couldn't be shirtless in front of everyone, so he could only vent his anger on the dilapidated Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

When he came to the gate of the mountain, he saw the old Taoist priest who knew that he was smiling when he saw the wrinkles on his face, and the new county order strode over directly, he was also reserved, first glanced at the sandalwood as thick as a finger on the stall, and said lightly: "Business is good!"

There are few people in front of the Shangqing Palace, only four or five devout believers burn incense and pray in the palace, and there are only four or five small Taoist children who went up the mountain outside the palace gate when they were poor and had no ruts.

The old Taoist priest didn't seem to notice the other party's evil intentions, he still had that happy smile, and nodded: "It's done, it's done." ”

The new county commander snorted, glanced around, and said slowly: "I heard that you have been selling things here for many years, have you ever paid taxes to the imperial court?

The old Taoist priest didn't seem to understand his words, or Alzheimer's and didn't notice the other party's malice, but he still said with a smile: "It's still done, it's still ......."

The expected other party trembling did not happen, so that the official authority of the new county order fell into the void, and the official who felt that he had lost face was suddenly very angry, and overturned the stall with one hand, and the sandalwood fell all over the ground, and he still did not understand his hatred, stepped on it a few times, and shouted: "Have you heard the old thing? Pay taxes! Make up all the taxes you have escaped over the years!"

The old Taoist priest ignored him, bent down and picked up the sandalwood one by one, and saw that most of it was stained with dust, and he unconsciously showed a little bitterness, and shook his head again and again.

Seeing this, the new county commander sneered and said: "Poor ghost, looking at you like this, I'm afraid Longhu Mountain is also in vain!"

I didn't notice the old Taoist's movements paused slightly, and he was still chattering: "Even you, Longhu Mountain, dared to say that it was the leader of the Taoist family back then? What kind of hundred pulpits will Wen Bang set up in two months, it is estimated that he will go to Sanqing Mountain, Great Compassion and Cizhai, these famous sects, and you Longhu Mountain may not even have a seat......

"Yes, it turns out that two months later will be the ...... of the Hundred Pulpits."

At this time, the old Taoist priest had already picked up all the sandalwood all over the ground one by one, wiped off the dust and put it neatly, and without waiting for the new county order to stare at him, he had already raised his head and said with a smile: "The old man has been waiting for half a year, I thought this thing was yellow, but it turned out that those little guys remembered the wrong time." ”

The old Taoist priest is still an old Taoist priest, dressed sloppily, wearing a Taoist robe for I don't know how many years is covered with patches, and it is white everywhere, but inexplicably, whether it is the new county order that has just been domineering, or the group of small officials who are waving the flag and shouting behind, their bodies tremble slightly, and there is a little fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking at the west, the old Taoist's smile suddenly changed, not like the happy smirk before, but with a bit more majestic bearing that people didn't dare to look at directly.

Sighing slightly, the old Taoist priest muttered: "How can a hundred schools of thought debate be without my Taoist?

After that, the old Taoist priest flicked his long sleeves, and the bright sunlight on the sky fell suddenly, turning into a rainbow bridge to hold him up, and at the same time, a little spiritual light emerged from around him, giving birth to three crystal lotus flowers hanging above his head, and he stepped on the rainbow bridge to escape into the sky, and went straight to the west.

On this day, the master of the Qing Palace on Longhu Mountain stepped on the Hongqiao to the west and swept into the territory of Sichuan and Shu in one day.

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Decades ago, Buddhism originally lived on Songshan Mountain, and later Dajin and Mongolia rose successively, the Northern Song Dynasty perished, and the remnants of the Song Dynasty retreated to the south, moved the capital to Lin'an Mansion and established the Southern Song Dynasty.

When the old Taoist priest stepped on the Hongqiao and went to Sichuan and Shu, in the nine-fold glazed hall on Jiuhua Mountain, the presiding Zen master of dozens of first-class Zen temples of Buddhism all over the Great Song Dynasty gathered together, among them, the first place is to stand under the Buddha statue of Da Ri Rulai, and it is the presiding officer of the Great Lei Yin Temple, Fang Ci Zen Master.

In recent years, the Song Dynasty was at its peak, the three kings with different surnames and the top ten first-class military marquis led the army to sit in various places, and the two ministers and six Shangshu controlled the government, coupled with the young Song Emperor, the life of Taoism and Buddhism was actually not very comfortable, after all, no matter which side of the Song Dynasty's civil and military affairs, they did not have the slightest good impression of these sects that only knew how to collect believers' incense money.

However, this Zen master Fang Ci is one of the few people in the Buddhist sect who has taken care of his own Zen temple in an orderly manner, and this old Zen master has a wide range of friends, and the guests of the Huainan Road Passage Envoy make the Da Lei Yin Temple also rank first among all the Zen temples of the Buddhist sect.

At this moment, dozens of hosts gathered, talking about the upcoming 100 lectures, the content is nothing more than whether to bring people to participate, if they can win the championship in one fell swoop, they can also boost the prestige of Buddhism, and maybe the incense money received by each family can also be doubled in the future.

Watching coldly, quietly watching a group of bald heads chattering in the hall, Fang Ci suddenly held the Buddha beads and bowed his head, and gently recited the sentence "Amitabha", the voice was as loud as thunder, which shocked everyone in the hall and made the hall turn silent.

According to the debate plan they announced, they first promote their own ideas with the people, and the top three with the highest support can only enter the finals. ”

Looking around at the people with different expressions, Fang Ci said lightly: "This time is related to the rise and fall of my Buddhist family, and we can't be careless, so the poor monk proposes to elect thirty people with the best eloquence to go to Dawen, do you have any objections?"

"Amitabha," a kind-hearted old Zen master stepped forward and said solemnly, "Abbot Fangci, my Buddhist sect now has seventy-eight first-class Zen monasteries, if only thirty people are selected, what about the other forty-eight?"

Fang Ci frowned, and said in a deep voice: "In this situation, do you still plan to do that fair thing, one person from each of the seventy-eight families?"

Seeing that everyone had a deserved expression, Fang Ci sighed silently, and said: "Okay, since you insist on this, the poor monk has nothing to say, now there are still two months before the hundred pulpits, so gather in the temple in half a month and set off for Dawen together!"