Huo Yuanzhen walked slowly and came to the door of Lingyin Temple. (Baidu search, watch the latest update of this book)

He and Murong Qiuyu traveled under the stars and nights, and finally came to Hangzhou on the afternoon of May 4.

Murong Qiuyu went home first, and he proposed to go shopping first, and then came to the West Lake Lingyin Temple.

The Lingyin Temple of this world is the founding period of the Tang Dynasty, the monks of Tianzhu came here, saw the mountain peaks here, thought that there were immortals living in seclusion, so it was named Lingyin Temple.

Among them, the three major halls of Lingyin Temple, Feilai Peak, ** Cave, Cold Spring Pavilion, etc., are all very famous landscapes.

Huo Yuanzhen came here, firstly, this is a Buddhist temple, it is just right to come and see for himself, which is in line with his identity, and secondly, because Murong Qiuyu once mentioned that there is a monk in Lingyin Temple, who seems to know about the remnants of the blood demon.

Slowly came to the front of the temple gate, at this time it was already the waning West Mountain, the fragrance of the Lingyin Temple was curling, and there was a small novice sweeping the floor at the temple gate.

What does not match the atmosphere of this Zen realm is that in the distance of the temple gate, on the shore of the West Lake, several Jiangnan geniuses are there to chant poems against each other, noisy and noisy.

"Brother Wen, you came so early today, the sun hasn't set yet. ”

The two talents came later, and they greeted the previous one.

"Brother Xu, it's not too late for you and Brother Zhu to come, Wen thought that the two of you wouldn't get up until the time of the lamp today. ”

"Haha, Xu is okay, Brother Zhu worked hard last night, Qi Feng upstairs, Brother Zhu is in the limelight, become the guest of the little phoenix, and it is rare to be able to get up today!"

"Rare!

Xu Caizi and Wen Caizi clapped their hands with fans and praised again and again.

The surname Zhu is a fat man, and he waved his hand lightly and said: "I wish someone this little knowledge is nothing, the key is Brother Tang, Brother Tang is called literary and romantic, and he is a model for my generation of scholars!"

"Yes, why haven't you seen Brother Tang arrive today?"

Zhu Caizi said: "It may be that we are going to Huyan's house, Huyan Aobo has invited the four of us to go to Murong's house tomorrow to fight against the Murong family's poetry, and we must let his scholarly family sweep the floor, Brother Tang, as the main force of the four of us, naturally has to communicate with the head of the Huyan family first." ”

"The head of the Huyan family is really making a big fuss, a Murong family, what is there to worry about, the four of us need to go out together, it is really a slaughtering knife. ”

"Brother Wen can't be careless, the Murong family still has a few scholars, although they are not as proficient as us, but if you want to make them speechless, I'm afraid it will take some trouble. ”

Wen Caizi said: "If the scholars of the Murong family don't mention it, if you look at it according to Wen, that is, Murong Qiuyu alone is still a little worthy of attention, and the rest of the people, if not Wen is rampant, they are all insignificant and ......."

"Brother Wen's words are a little insincere, if Murong Qiuyu comes back, I'm afraid that if I look at you, your soul will be lost, how can you show your talent?"

"Brother Xu's words are true, if Murong Qiuyu comes in person, I'm afraid our talents and learning will be discounted, but it is said that Murong Qiuyu will really come back in the next two days. ”

"Discount, it's also for her, if she knows each other, it's naturally easy to say, if she doesn't know each other, let this beautiful girl see how powerful our brothers are!"

"Hahahaha!" Several talented people laughed while talking, unscrupulous, and laughed very arrogantly, as if no one was around.

Huo Yuanzhen heard it from afar, he didn't like it, and slowly walked towards those talents.

Those people didn't care about Huo Yuanzhen, thinking that it was a monk in Lingyin Temple, and they started to chant poems against the West Lake.

After a few humble gestures to each other, Zhu Caizi proposed: "This West Lake poem, we have done not a thousand but also eight hundred, it is better to change it today, just talk about this Lingyin Temple?"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"Then please start with my brother. Zhu Caizi faced Lingyin Temple, shook his fan, thought for a while, and said: "Yes, the two brothers listen well." ”

"The Lingshan is quiet, a spring is in it, and the Lingshan peak flies, and this water will be different. ”

"Good!

Wen Caizi and Xu Caizi both applauded: "I wish my brother Gaocai, I originally said Lingyin, and then said that the cold spring, and the Feilai Peak is included in the middle, which is really refreshing and extraordinary!"

"Where, where! ”

Zhu Caizi is modest, but his fat face is beautiful and shiny, and it seems that the food at night is good.

"Brother Wen, please. ”

Wen Caizi also took two steps forward: "The shadows of the mountains are innumerable, the sky is exquisite, it is difficult to distinguish between ice and water, could it be that there are cold insects?"

"Wonderful!"

The sycophants of the other two followed closely: "Brother Wen's sentence is even more about portraying the cold spring, so that I and the other two want to see if there are really cold insects in this cold spring." ”

After the two of them finished performing, that Xu Caizi also took two steps and said softly: "Jingluo is constantly fighting, this place is empty, only by the West Lake, the three of them leave their names!"

"Haha! Brother Xu's clever plan is to explain the war in Luoyang, Chang'an, and to say that on the shore of the West Lake, the three talented people chant poems against each other, and it will definitely be a good story for the ages in the future!

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't help it a little beside him, the cheeks of these three talents were really thick, and this kind of literary talent was actually taken out to show off, and they were also boastful, as if there was no one in the world who could surpass them.

Moreover, during the conversation of several people, a kind of information was revealed, that is, they planned to go to Murong Qiuyu's house tomorrow and defeat the Murong family with literature.

The master of all this is naturally the opponent of the Murong family, Hu Yan Aobo.

Since this is the case, I will also meet with them sooner or later, so it is better to meet them for a while, so that after they arrive at Murong's house tomorrow, they will not be so arrogant.

Slowly came to his side, Huo Yuanzhen gave a salute: "Amitabha, several donors, the poor monk is polite." ”

Zhu Caizi seemed to be the leader of these three people, and looked Huo Yuanzhen up and down: "You are a monk from Lingyin Temple, is there something wrong?"

"The poor monk passing by is not the monk of Lingyin Temple, but passing by here, I heard a few donors chanting poems, it just so happens that the poor monk also likes this way, so he came by to listen. ”

"Haha! It turns out that the monks also like poetry, that's fine, the three of us are idle clouds and wild cranes, depending on fame and fortune like floating clouds, you usually want to meet us and we can't meet it, since you meet, let you learn a thing or two, I think you can also understand some Zen Buddhism from it, which will also help you in your future practice. ”

The other two also made an unfathomable expression, looking at Huo Yuanzhen with a look of downs.

In this case, I would like to thank a few donors, but the poor monks listened to a few poems, but they felt that it was not enough to express the artistic conception of this place, and they fell behind. ”

Several people's faces changed, and Zhu Caizi snorted coldly: "Monk, if you read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, it doesn't mean that you are also good at poetry, do you know what the identity of me and several others are, and they dare to belittle our poetry!"

Wen Caizi also said: "It's ridiculous and ridiculous." ”

Xu Caizi even said: "Don't be ashamed, monk, can you read?"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said: "The poor monk is just talking about poetry with a few donors, and his skills are high and low, just try it." ”

Zhu Caizi opened the white paper fan with a "bang" and shook it a few times: "Since this is the case, you can tell me, how should the poems of this Lingyin Temple be done?"

The other two also shook their fans at the same time and stared at Huo Yuanzhen one by one. ..., Huo Yuanzhen smiled, "The poor monk is also improvised, the three of them must not laugh." ”

Several people were silent, just waiting for Huo Yuanzhen to finish speaking, as long as there was anything wrong or unpleasant, they would definitely laugh.

Huo Yuanzhen walked back and forth a few steps, looked up at the mountain gate of Lingyin Temple, and finally spoke: "One mountain gate is two mountain gates, two temples are divided from one temple, the east stream water flows west stream water, the south mountain clouds rise and the north mountain clouds, the front desk flowers hair and the background see, the upper realm bell and the lower realm hear, think of my teacher's path, Tianxiang Guizi falls one after another." ”

The voice landed, and I looked back at those talents.

A few people froze for a moment, and they all felt that this monk was very good poetry, but the task of several of them was to find faults, where would they praise, and they racked their brains one by one to meditate there, thinking about where the flaws in this poem were.

After thinking about it for almost a stick of incense, several people didn't come up with anything bad, and during the embarrassment, suddenly someone in the distance said: "Three brothers, why are you still here?"

Since his eyes lit up immediately, he greeted one after another: "Brother Tang, this way, this way, come quickly, I'm in trouble." ”

The talented man known as Brother Tang was dressed in white and walked slowly, if it comes to appearance, he is much stronger than these three people.

"Three, we are all scholars, if we don't fight with others, others will naturally not beat us, why is it difficult to say?"

Xu Caizi hurriedly said: "Brother Tang, don't you know, this monk is arrogant, no one in his eyes, rampant and domineering, arrogant, arrogant, and boastful. ”

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu. ”

Tang Caizi hurriedly interrupted him: "When I see you reciting poems on weekdays, you don't have such a rich vocabulary, how can you belittle people today, on the contrary, you are sharp and endless?"

Xu Caizi took a breath: "It's not that Xu Mou's words are sharp, it's really that this monk is too angry, and the poems of our are worthless, and he also writes other poems to hit us, a few of us have been looking for flaws in his poems, it's been a long time, it's really embarrassing, it's embarrassing!"

"Oh, are there any verses that have made a few brothers look for a long time without success?".

Zhu Caizi recited the verses recited by Fang Cai Huo Yuanzhen, and when Tang Caizi heard it, his eyes immediately lit up.

But he didn't ask Huo Yuanzhen directly, but said: "The woman walked on the morning glory bridge, and opened her mouth and the sunset ran up." ”

Hearing Tang Caizi's words, the other geniuses were a little confused, what is this Tang Caizi going to do? Is this a poem? Or is it a couplet?

ps: The second watch is here, do you know what Tang Caizi said in the end? This is not very difficult, please answer enthusiastically.

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