Zhou Guoting, a poor student, did not accept the fat man Tian Hao's direct payment, but accepted the fat man's salary to help him work. It seems to be a little contradictory, but in fact, Zhou Guoting's real idea is that he thinks that the fat man is too fat, and he is lazy and not very willing to move, so it is also a good thing to let him do manual work.

When everyone saw An Shi, they all took the time to come over and salute and say, 'Good Anshi'. Most of those who know the situation will also bow to the little monk Jue by the way.

Because the portraits of all the great masters are pasted next to the huge plaque at the entrance of the Qingtian Pavilion, everyone who has stayed in front of the Qingtian Pavilion knows Master An, and the bet between the academy and the Shaolin Temple has gradually spread, so the eye-catching bald head that follows the master is easy to think of Master Jueyuan, a Shaolin monk who is famous in Tianlong Temple.

Jueyuan saw the poor students Zhou Guoting and the fat man Tian Hao, and was led by An Shi to the place where the swill was poured. Most of the workers who deliver the swill in the kitchen cover their noses with cloths, and the smell of the swill is disgusting.

But those middle-aged men who pull a swill cart don't have to cover their noses, a cart of swill is something to avoid for people with a good life, but it is a very precious thing for those who live in the suburbs and raise pigs for a living. Seeing An Shi, these simple middle-aged men all saluted solemnly, and they didn't even bow their hands quite right.

"It's still a cliché, don't fight, follow the order of first come, first served, one person and one car, don't quarrel or even fight over it. I know that your family is not well-off, but you can't afford to break the blood for these petty profits, and if there is another fight, we will definitely investigate it clearly, and the first one will be exempted from taking swill. An Xi said, his eyes sweeping over the faces of these men one by one.

It's just a cart of swill, and these people often can't get along, and a cart of swill that doesn't cost money is enough for them to feed the pigs for several days. This saves several days of food rations for their pigs.

The men nodded one after another, patted their chests and promised that they would definitely abide by the rules and not quarrel or quarrel.

Jueyuan was thoughtful.

Anxi led him to the dormitory group again. Enter the residence of Lee Sung-jun of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When Li Chengjun saw Master An coming, he hurriedly stood up and saluted, and Master An waved his hand: "You do your thing, I'll take Master Jueyuan to take a look." ”

Li Chengjun sat down again and continued to read.

"Table, opened by the great Confucian king Yuan 300 years ago, pen, Huzhou Sanyoutang, inkstone, used by the king of Xixia 600 years ago, basin, red sandalwood, incense, from the Western Regions..."From toiletries to tables to pen, ink and paper, inkstones to beds to clothes...... Wait, Master An came one by one, many names Jueyuan had never heard of at all, but at a glance, I knew that all of them were extremely valuable utensils.

Looking at Jueyuan, An Xi continued: "Look at him, now he is completely involved in the book, forgetting the existence of the two of us. ”

Jueyuan looked at Li Chengjun and saw that he was indeed like an old monk, and the whole person seemed to have been integrated into the book. This concentration, Jueyuan thinks he can do it, but he can enter the state so quickly, he estimates that he can't do it.

An Xi said: "Many people think that Li Chengjun can be admitted to the Qingtian Pavilion Cultivation Academy because of his illustrious family background, or because he has a famous teacher, and if he is an ordinary person, he can succeed with such a family background and famous teacher." But is this really the case? Since he was five or six years old, Li Chengjun has been studying and practicing every day without stopping. Our Great Song Dynasty is from a noble background, there are thousands, but those who work as hard as Li Chengjun don't think they are one or two out of a hundred. ”

Jueyuan nodded slightly: "What Master An said is very true, his background is just a help, not a main force. ”

An Xi said again: "Li Chengjun, as the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, has been familiar with the current saint since he was a child, and the saint has recruited him more than once, but he has declined, I asked him why, what did he say?" Speaking of this, An Xi glanced at Li Chengjun, who was still immersed in the book, and continued: " He said: I know that the cultivators of the 100 enemies are not as good as the generals of the 10,000 enemies, and they are not as good as the temple ministers who are in the midst of the strategy, but I am not qualified enough, Your Majesty took care of me and promoted me because of the relationship when I was a child, which only has disadvantages and no benefits for me. Of course, I also have selfish intentions, and being a practitioner has always been my dream when I was young. An Xi took a priceless jade inkstone and played with it for a while, then put it back, and walked out of Li Chengjun's house with Jueyuan, An Xi said again: "The important thing is that Li Chengjun probably thought about these ideas before he was ten years old." Now he is just carrying out his own plan. And for some people, it may be a lifetime without a plan. Such as Tian Hao, who has a superior family background. As for Zhou Guoting, he has a plan, but his plan is very variable because of his family background, and he needs to constantly adjust his plan. From Zhou Guoting's point of view, if his family background is good, then he may not be worse than Li Chengjun, but from the perspective of the fat man Tian Hao, even if Tian Hao also has a family background like Li Chengjun, Tian Hao will not be stronger than Li Chengjun. ”

Jueyuan listened and nodded frequently: "I seem to understand a little." ”

In the eyes of outsiders, being able to enter Qingtian Pavilion is already considered to be the most first-class leader. But even so, here, too, the gap between people is huge. This is Jueyuan's biggest feeling today. The hard-working, the confused, the rich, the poor, you name it.

An Xi asked Jueyuan to think quietly for a while before continuing: "So, Jueyuan, you said that you want to do something by yourself every day, like in Shaolin Temple, I can understand." But it is not necessary, young people, it is true that they cannot allow themselves to be idle, but not necessarily physically labored. Since you practice with me, you can practice with peace of mind, Patriarch Bodhidharma has been facing the wall for ten years, has not swept the floor or washed clothes, but can cultivate into a Buddha. And how many croppers face the loess with their backs to the sky all their lives, just to make a living. ”

"Amitabha..."Jueyuan bowed: "Thank you Master An for teaching me, Jueyuan has gained a lot today." ”

Grandmaster An didn't know what a huge impact this day would have on Jueyuan's future. Or Grandmaster Ontario doesn't care, just like he once said to his students: I will do my best to tell you what I have learned, whether you believe it or not, the most important thing is that you can understand your own things from it. Comprehension and understanding, that is, what you may realize in the end, is completely opposite to what I have taught you, then my education can be regarded as a success.

At midnight, Jue Yuan and An Xi went back to their respective residences. Anxi lives in the dormitory group of the Grand Master. Jueyuan is arranged in a group of student dormitories.

The house that Anxi asked people to arrange for him was, in Jueyuan's opinion, too much. The first house is very large and spacious, with a front yard and a backyard, and there is even a rockery pond pavilion in the backyard. What gave him even more headache was that all the utensils were very valuable, although they were not as good as the furnishings in the house of Li Chengjun, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but they were definitely ten million times more than Jueyuan's nest in Shaolin Temple.

In comparison, Jueyuan's nest in Shaolin Temple is a pig's nest and a dog's nest.

So since he lived in Qingtian Pavilion, Jueyuan didn't sleep well every night, and there seemed to be a lot of stones under the warm, soft and fragrant bedding. Jueyuan lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and only by constantly reciting 'Amitabha' in his heart could he barely sleep before dawn.

Returning to the Golden Nest, which didn't actually belong to him, Jueyuan boiled a pot of boiling water and took out the tea leaves on the table that he had not touched. I heard that Master An said that it was the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain, and he warmed his stomach on this day. Master An gave it, he couldn't shirk it, but he was originally going to bring it to Master in the future, Master likes to drink, and he never thought of drinking this himself.

But now, he made himself a pot.

Follow the Master's movements when drinking tea, first pick up the cup and sniff, then blow and blow, and then take a shallow sip.

"Hmm..."Jueyuan closed his eyes, let the slightly hot tea sit in his mouth for a while, and then swallowed it again. He exhaled deeply and muttered, "Incense... Sweet..."

A second drink, a third...

Until he was almost drunk, Jueyuan learned from Master Zhitong again, stood up, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the night outside the window, thoughtfully.

The taste of this tea is indeed good, and the taste is much better than that of white water. He remembered an incident when he was a child, when he was about ten years old, the master took him down the mountain, and in a teahouse, the master asked for a cup of Biluochun for a tael of silver and a pot. The master drank it himself with relish, and then asked him to drink it, but he hurriedly recited Amitabha Buddha and refused, and became angry with the master for a long time. The master laughed, touched his head and said, "You can become a big boy in the future, you are so strict with yourself at a young age, when I am so old as a teacher, I still think about eating big fish and meat every day." ”

Before today, every time he thought about it, he still couldn't understand Master. But now, he seems to understand a little. Master said, don't care about those skins, everything has a way, like dew, electricity, like a dream bubble. Since it is a dream bubble, what is the difference between brocade clothes and jade food and coarse tea and light rice?

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Jueyuan's mouth, and the moonlight shone on his face, like Buddha light hitting the Buddha statue.

A few miles away, Grandmaster An was standing in front of his house at the moment, looking at the student dormitory group to the east. An Xi saw that a vast expanse of heaven and earth aura as white as jade fell towards the place where Jueyuan was located at an extremely fast speed.

"Ji Qiu Realm, only one step away from the Winter Realm, the future life is terrifying!" An Xi smiled and sighed: "Zhao Yuanzuo, Zhao Yuanzuo, you Senior Brother Lingyun are afraid that you will lose!"

At the same time, Grandmaster Liu also saw this scene outside his room, and he couldn't help but scold: "Lao An, you are really broad-minded, really fucking serious about teaching that little monk? Zhao Yuanzuo, I will not let go, in the future, I will have to fight with the old monk Zhitong, your responsibility is to deal with the old monk!"