readx;? Chapter 277: Encounter

At the beginning of the day, the lights are bright, and such a prosperous night scene is rare to see in other cities, as if it has a bit of a "city that never sleeps".

Chen Jianchen took Ying Ning to find an inn to live in, and prepared to report to Guozijian tomorrow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.infoe^ look

Tonight, while you have free time, you can walk around the capital and taste the special snacks, which can be regarded as a kind of relaxation.

At present, the country's fortunes are declining, and tribulations are everywhere, and I don't know what Emperor Zhengming thinks, so he only passed the order and ordered the black-shirted guards to suppress it on a large scale, and beheaded all the way to show the public, which is simply a tragic scene of rivers of blood.

Where there is repression, there is resistance, and it is said that the people of several state capitals have risen up and rebelled, which is quite large-scale.

In a word, it's a mess everywhere anyway.

The current situation is hunluàn, Chen Jianchen can't help but worry about his mother, Lu Xiyue and A Bao who stayed in Jiangzhou. Sometimes he thinks that the current situation, even if he enters the Guozijian, it will not be very comfortable after he comes out. Luàn's life came earlier and more violently than expected, and it was unrealistic to expect to rely on himself as an official to turn the tide.

Under the monarchy system, the root cause often lies in the emperor alone.

There is no way to be faint, and most of the results are court changes, which is the general trend.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon has a bit of a round meaning, hanging coldly in the sky, like a huge eye, looking down on the earth.

After walking a few streets, Chen Jianchen and Ying Ning chose to walk to a restaurant on the side of the street to rest, order some side dishes and drink.

At present, the capital is empty, the defenders are very weak, and the blood is thin, and Ying Ning enters and exits as a demon body, and is not affected too much.

The restaurant is very lively, the lantern is high, shining like daytime, the guests talk about the wine, and there is even a bit of "business nv does not know the hatred of the country, and the river still sings the backyard huā".

found a table facing the street, ordered a few small dishes, and a pot of good wine, and sat opposite Ying Ning, eating and drinking, chatting at the same time.

After about a stick of incense, another group of people flocked up, all of them were gorgeously dressed, with servants, and they were not afraid of the cold in autumn, holding a golden fan in their hands, opening and shaking a few times from time to time, and their demeanor was beautiful.

It was a group of sons and brothers, who were surrounded by several nv sons with beautiful faces, making nong laugh all the way.

Looking forward to it, its leader saw Chen Jianchen sitting in front of the window, his eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Oh, hey, isn't this Liuxian?"

Chen Jianchen recognized him early, and he can be said to be an "acquaintance", Zheng Guogong's grandson, Zheng Shuliang. At the beginning of Kaitai Academy, there was a festival with each other, but they had not yet entered the Guozijian, but they met each other in the capital.

"It turned out to be Zheng Gongzi, I haven't seen him for a long time, but his demeanor is still there. ”

Chen Jianchen stood up and arched his hand slightly, which was considered a salute.

Zheng Shuliang's face sank, glanced at Ying Ning again, and snorted coldly: "Chen Liuxian, when you arrived in the capital, you didn't go to Guozijian to report for duty as soon as possible, but wandered around, which is a great disrespect to the academy, and it is really in vain to read the sage book." ”

Chen Jianchen said: "Oh, then Zheng Gongzi is familiar with the books of sages, he must have the talent to help the world, when he is in trouble today, why do he come to drink and have fun?"

Hearing this, Zheng Shuliang's companions immediately turned angry and nodded:

"Who are you? How dare you say nothing!"

"It's so bold, you dare to collide with us in the capital......"

"Shuliang, as long as you say a word, I will immediately let the servant 'teach' this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky. ”

Zheng Shuliang waved his hand and sneered: "It's okay, he is a classmate of mine in Guozijian, and we will have a lot of opportunities to go in the future." ”

And he led the people into the chambers.

Ying Ning said indignantly: "These sons and brothers are domineering and should be beaten." ”

Chen Jianchen said coldly: "There are dry bones and ears in the mound, you don't need to pay attention to it." ”

The "Writing Law" swept the world, undoubtedly causing the already declining style and literary bones to suffer another heavy blow, and the readers who dared to express their feelings were basically arrested and killed, leaving only some glamorous voices to whitewash the peace.

Condescendingly, looking at the busy landscape below, I sighed in my heart: How long can it last if it is so prosperous?

......

In the same round of bright moon, on the endless street, two monks met head-on.

One side is wearing a big red robe, full of heaven, with three long wisps of beard, and empty hands, and the other side is wearing a white sè monk's robe, white and snowy, with a handsome face, and a very young appearance, as long as the corners of the mouth are smiling, many NV pilgrims can be poured down.

Behind the white sè monk robe, there is also a little guy wearing green clothes, although she is dressed in men's clothes, her eyebrows are charming, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is an NV.

Master Jizo looked at the dawn monk and suddenly folded his hands and said, "Anitabha, what is this master's name?"

"The dawn of the poor monk Jinshan Temple. ”

"It turned out to be the Dawn Master, I don't know why the Master came?"

The dawn monk frowned and said silently: "Why did Master Jizo come, and so did the poor monk." ”

Master Jizo said with a kind face: "The world's Shi family comes from the same source, why is the master so persistent?"

The dawn monk was unmoved: "As the old saying goes, 'orange is born in Huainan, and orange is born in Huaibei', this time and that time." ”

Master Jizo's beard fluttered: "The master forgets the sect, how can there be a Buddha in his heart?"

At dawn, the monk said: "The heart of the poor monk is here, and the Buddha is also here." ”

They were talking in Zen, and the crowd passing by them was curious, but they couldn't get close at all, and when they got closer, they were pushed away by a soft force, and their hearts were shocked.

Master Jizo said awe-inspiringly: "My Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

When he said this, his tongue bloomed with lotus huā, and there was a faint golden image rising into the air, like a big mountain, pressing down on the dawn monk.

The monk of dawn did not speak, but he was slightly united, and his own powerful way sprouted, wrapping the invisible golden body and turning it into nothingness.

The back of Tsing Yi nv Zizi face sè white, almost can't help but Lu out of a tail.

Master Jizo laughed: "The master has good means, why don't you move outside the city, and talk about the scriptures and Zen? ”

The dawn monk said, "Good, please!"

"Please. ”

The two of them went one after the other, waving their sleeve robes, and mortals only felt that there was a figure flashing in front of them, and when they looked at it, they were gone, and they could only think that it was their eyes.

......

In the depths of the Forbidden City, the Palace of Nourishing the Heart.

Outside the hall, He Jie reported the results of the dizang master's fortune-telling aloud, and lowered his hand and waited, not daring to make a noise.

After a while, the voice of Emperor Zhengming came from the hall: "I already know, you can go back to the house." ”

"The old minister retired, long live the emperor, long live long live. ”

After He Jie bowed, he hurriedly retreated. Since the beginning of the year, the saint has practiced meditation and began to worship the Buddha, not only spending huge manpower and material resources to learn scriptures from the country of India to invite the Buddha, but also began to practice.

Although this is the case, Emperor Zhengming's control of the government is still very stable, and as soon as Chrysostom opens, there is no doubt that he will act in politics. Even if He Jie is now under one person and above ten thousand, he is still very in awe of the emperor and does not dare to have different intentions. He knew that as of today, one hundred and thirty-eight ministers had been imprisoned in the prison.

He Jie never wanted to be the one hundred and thirty-ninth.