Unconsciously it was getting late, and when it was time for the evening fast, it was still the noon noon noon who came to guide the way. With the fasting meal, I saw Ah Po Luo come forward again, but this time he only invited Li Yuanqi alone, and the abbot invited him to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for tea. Li Yuanqi had planned to find an opportunity to talk with the abbot, and wanted to have some insight to help him, so he straightened his clothes and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with the Aboro.

When I walked outside the pavilion, I saw a faint light on the second floor through the small window, and a small novice stood at the door, as if he was waiting for them. After seeing the two of them, he waved his hands and blessed, and said: "Amitabha, the prince of the county, please come in, and the master is waiting inside." With that, he gave way to the door. Li Yuanqi also shook his face, and stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with his shirt. But the little novice and the aboro did not follow him, and when he entered, they closed the door.

Li Yuanqi raised his eyes and looked at it, and there was a statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva in front of him, holding the sutra scroll in his right hand and the lotus flower in his left hand. On one side of the hall there are rows of chairs and desks, presumably for the monks to read and copy the scriptures, and on the other side there are several shelves lined up, densely packed with books and texts.

This arrangement is not very different from the library of the rich and noble families in the Central Plains, but there are paintings on all four walls, and it seems to be a coherent work. Li Yuanqi didn't see the host, so he held the candlestick and approached to take a closer look at the mural.

Just looking at it, I heard footsteps coming down from the attic, turned around and saw that it was the abbot, Li Yuanqi took a few steps forward and waved his hand and said: "Thank you for the invitation, passing by this scripture pavilion at noon gave birth to a yearning, now enter the inside to see, there is really a cave." The mural is lifelike and exquisite. I wonder if it depicts the process of the world-honored one's descent into the world? ”

The abbot said with a smile: "In the words of the king of the county, this mural was painted by the great disciple of the poor monk, Abara, and it is indeed a depiction of the great wisdom of Bodhi cultivated by the world-honored one through all difficulties. ”

Li Yuanqi hurriedly praised after hearing this: "The Big Buddha Temple is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it is deeply hidden. While continuing to appreciate it, he said: "This king has admired some Buddhist paintings by his mother's side since he was a child, but he has never seen such exquisite ones. ”

"Amitabha, it turns out that the king of the county has a very good relationship. It's just that I don't know that the king of the county is also the heir of the emperor's prince, how do you think the world honors abandoning the king? The abbot asked with a half-smile.

Li Yuanqi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he never thought that the abbot would ask such a question, and it was not a monk's proper words to talk about the world's honor, but looking at his expression, this did not seem to be casual gossip, and he was afraid that there was something strange in his heart. So, after a slight pause, he replied: "Although this king is deeply infiltrated by the Dharma, after all, he is a worldly person, and he does not dare to talk about the world-honored one, but he remembers that the "Sutra of Virtuous Tribulation" says: 'To the eighty-four thousand samadhi gates and eighty-four thousand all the general gates, and understand that sentient beings are all over all walks of life. There are 84,000 methods in the world that can become Buddhahood, and presumably, the World-Honored One's proof of the Dharma and the Dharma is the supreme one of these 84,000 methods. However, this king thinks that the king is the king, in his position, in charge of his government, with the people in his heart, and the great love of the common people, it is not a method of cultivation. ”

When the abbot heard this, there were no waves on his face, but he just bowed his head and smiled: "So, I don't know how the king of the county views the endless struggle for royal power in the world and the continuous war?" As soon as he heard this question, Li Yuanqi's heart was like a mirror, thinking that these words were all borrowed by the abbot's mouth, so he pondered it carefully, and replied: "The kings of the world are not all Buddhas in the world. Moreover, those who have the way of heaven will win the world, the Buddha is compassionate, and all living beings in the world are people, so that the king who loves the common people like a son will have the world to come to the court, and only then will the Dharma appear in the world. ”

At this point, I suddenly heard another person in the attic, laughing and going down to the hall: "What a Dharma, the prince of the Central Plains is really smart." Before he finished speaking, he stood in front of him.

Before Li Yuanqi could take a closer look, he heard the abbot say: "The king of the county, this is the current monarch of Qiuzi. Although Li Yuanqi had guessed that there were still others in the pavilion tonight, he did not expect that the king of Qiuci would appear directly, and he was surprised for a while but did not mess up the etiquette. ”

When King Qiuzi heard this, he did not hide his politeness, and said with a smile: "Lone's visit to the micro-service this time, uninvited, and he complained about the king of Rui, but he listened to this corner for a long time, and he should apologize to the king of the county." ”

When Li Yuanqi heard this, this King of Qiuzi was an unruly person, so he relaxed and said with a smile: "What the abbot and this king talked about can be said in the world, and there are gods in the head, so what does it matter if the king listens to it?" ”

King Qiuzi didn't say much to greet, nodded and picked up the previous words and said: "King Ruijun just said, those who have attained the Tao will win the world, I don't know how the Daoists in the Central Plains plan to get the world in the west now?" Is it a move to win the world today? ”

Li Yuanqi never expected that this King of Guizi would ask such a question, but looking at the look on his face, he thought that he would not be able to escape today, and if he prevaricated about the matter of fear of harmony, it would be half yellow. After thinking about it, he replied: "As this king said, the imperial court of the Central Plains loves the people of the world, and cannot bear the perennial war on the western border and the people of all countries cannot live in peace. In addition, since ancient times, the world is easy to attack and difficult to defend, and the customs of the people in the Western Regions and the Central Plains are very different. ”

Seeing that King Qiuci heard this, the color on his face gradually slowed, Li Yuanqi paused, and continued: "This king went to the west this time, passing by several city-states, and saw that the people of various countries came and went very harmoniously in trading, and the language and coins were mixed, regardless of which country covered which country. For a moment, I was shocked to think that the people did not care very much about who was in power, and those who loved a city could be the lord of a city, those who loved one side could be the lord of one party, and those who loved the world could be the lord of the world. Now I heard that because of the benevolence of the king, Qiuci has long been an important town in the Western Regions where business and travel from all countries are free, and I think that the king's heart is not only pretending to be the people of Qiuci, but also the sentient beings on this side are afraid that they are all in the heart of the king's compassionate Buddha. At this point, Li Yuanqi no longer went down, and only looked at King Qiuzi with a smile.

When King Qiuci heard this, he was no longer entangled, and said with a smile on his face: "Qiuci has been associated with the Turks for hundreds of years, but now he has suddenly defected, and regardless of the ancestors' legacy, I am afraid that the Turkic Khan will not give up." After all, Qiuzi is a small country and a widow, once it comes to attack, how can it resist the Turkic iron cavalry? ”

Li Yuanqi replied: "The king is very worried, when the king leaves Beijing, my father has a message to convey it to the king. Seeing that the king of Qiuci gathered his spirits, Li Yuanqi leaned closer and whispered: "After the conclusion of the peace and affinity, the Central Plains and Qiuci are the pro-country, and from then on they share glory and disgrace. Now the Central Plains has a large army stationed in the capital all the year round, once the Turks attack, the Central Plains will do its best to help, please rest assured. With that, he took a few steps back and bowed solemnly to the King of Guizi.

When the king of Qiuzi heard this, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "In this way, I will ask the king of the county to enter the city at noon tomorrow, and he will reply alone." After saying that, he didn't say much and went straight to the attic.

Li Yuanqi was stunned for a while, although he felt that he had an eighty percent chance of winning, but he didn't know what this Qiuzi monarch was planning, but it was inconvenient to ask, so he had to look at the abbot. I saw the abbot smile at him, thinking that the dust had settled, and he breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

He was sent out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion by the abbot, and saw Amara and Xiao Shami waiting from a distance, and when he saw him and the two of them leaving the pavilion, he walked quickly and waited for the dispatch. On the one hand, the abbot ordered Xiao Shami to send Li Yuanqi back to the Wuxiang Pavilion, and on the other hand, asked Amara to make preparations for his group to go to Qiuzi tomorrow.

Back in the pavilion, Li Yuanqi was not sleepy for a while, as if he had just fought a battle with no ending, and his heart was empty. Pushing open the window, I saw that the moonlight was bright, shining silver and white. The wind blew Stratus clouds, and wisps floated from the dark sky, leaving no traces.

It's been more than a few months since he left Tiandu, and I don't know if everything is okay, but what will happen in the Western Regions after tomorrow, and whether he can live up to his mission and return safely? A mournful birdsong swept across the sky, like a lonely goose that had lost its way, crying like a complaint, which made him suddenly frightened. I don't know what the sign is, Li Yuanqi didn't want to think about it, so he closed the window, turned around and slept on the soft couch and clothes.