Zhang Meng continued to think: "If I am now the prime minister of Zhuge and appear in front of Sima Yi to say these words, Sima Yi will definitely weigh it up."

However, my current identity is just a medicinal herb dealer who travels south and north, although I have a little money in my hand, but the Sima family does not have any status in my heart at all, so ah, what I said, people just regarded it as a deaf ear.

How could I manage to improve my standing in the hearts of Sima's family? ”

When Zhang Meng thought of this, he felt a headache again, he had no way to change this reality now! Can you avoid headaches?

Zhang Meng felt a headache, turned over again, patted his head, and suddenly brightened: "To improve my identity and status in the hearts of Sima Yi's family, I can't and can't strengthen my identity at this time."

Only by continuing to strengthen the emotional connection between myself and Sima Yi, after a long time, let him regard me as a confidant and intimate person, in this way, I can also change the situation in the hearts of Sima Yi's family, and at that time, it may be possible for Sima Yi to ······ according to my plan."

Zhang Meng thought of this, and began to bargain again: "How can I strengthen the emotional exchange between me and Sima Yi's family?" What other means is there for him than to help him live? ”

Zhang Meng couldn't think of a way for a while, the more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, the more he thought about it, the more confused his thoughts became, he hated himself and got up, and told Ma San'er in a loud voice: "Go, go outside and call Liu Ying and Gaoling back to see the door, we have to go to a distance to do something." ”

Ma San'er listened and promised, and after a while, Liu Ying and Gao Ling came back with a basket of wild vegetables while chattering. When Zhang Meng saw it, he was too lazy to take care of them, and instructed Ma San'er: "Prepare the horse, let's go to the Evergreen Temple of Luomeng Mountain to talk to Elder Zhiyun." ”

This Luomeng Mountain is more than 30 miles north of Sima Yi's hometown, a few mountains that are not high from a distance, as the saying goes, 'look at the mountain and walk the dead donkey', it doesn't look tall in the distance, come to the front, but see that this Luomeng Mountain is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, the trees on the mountain are luxuriant, lush.

From the foot of the mountain upwards, the mountain rocks are exposed between the trees and jungles, and the flowing water flows down from the high places between the mountains, forming a series of large and small pools in the recesses, the breeze blows, and the reflection of the mountain peaks in the pool shakes for a while, which shows more and more the elegant and handsome scenery of this Luomeng Mountain.

Changqing Temple is located in the front of this Luomeng Mountain, in front of which is the waterhole formed by the mountain stream that passes through the temple, and after crossing the stone bridge, it is the mountain gate, Zhang Meng and Ma San'er are dismounting next to the ancient pine in front of this mountain gate at this time.

After tying up the horses, Zhang Meng looked at the beautiful scenery of the distant mountains and near the water, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that the world's famous mountain monks occupy the Tao, it is not false at all, look at the buildings in this Changqing Temple, which one is not wrapped in beautiful scenery?" Hehe. ”

Between speaking, Zhang Meng took Ma San'er into the mountain gate, came to the release pool, when he looked down, he saw that the water in the release pool was bottoming out, and there were countless swimming fish in the pool, most of which were red and black carp, all swimming leisurely in the water, as if hanging in mid-air.

Zhang Meng was lying next to the release pond with Ma San'er at this time to watch the fish, and suddenly felt a strange taste on his body, and when he looked up, he saw the monks in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall coming and going.

When I looked closely, I saw that in the shadow of the huge and towering ginkgo tree, there was a tall monk standing, who was talking to a young monk at this time, and glanced at himself from time to time.

Zhang Meng saw that this old monk was only about sixty years old, wearing a robe, with a string of long Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, a tall figure, thick eyebrows and big ears, and between the words, his movements were calm and solemn.

When Zhang Meng saw it, he couldn't help but feel respect, thinking, "This must be Elder Zhiyun who is profound in Buddhism." Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up and came over, clasped his palms and saluted, "Dare to ask this elder, you are Elder Zhiyun, right?" ”

"Amitabha, the old man is Zhiyun. I don't know where the donor came from and what he commanded. ”

Zhang Meng listened to it and thought: "I know too little about Buddhism, and when I talk to such a profound monk, I have to borrow more Buddhist language, but unfortunately my foundation is too thin, how can this be good." ”

Zhang Meng was a little flustered when he thought of this, but it was just a moment, and he immediately comforted himself: "Don't care about Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism, they are all the same people, as long as you treat him well, they promise to like it." What are you afraid of? If you have something to say, just say it. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Meng replied: "In Xia Zhang Meng, a businessman, mainly buys mountain medicinal materials. Listening to General Sima talk about the good scenery of Changqing Temple, Elder Zhiyun has profound Buddhist principles, and he came to visit today. ”

Elder Zhiyun saw that Zhang Meng was such a man who stood up to the sky, and heard that he had a lot of dealings with Sima Yi, so he didn't dare to slack off for a while, and hurriedly gave a salute and invited Zhang Meng to drink tea in the meditation room.

After Elder Zhiyun entered the door, he pointed to the futon beside him and motioned for Zhang Meng to sit down.

Zhang Meng didn't know how to meditate, so he had to kneel on his knees, put his butt on his heels, and said to Elder Zhiyun: "I heard that the elder traveled all over the world in his early years, visited the monks, and only came to this Changqing Temple more than ten years ago to be the host. In the past few years, the management of this Changqing Temple has a new atmosphere, the temple has been renovated inside and outside, and monks from all over the world have come here to practice meditation.

When Zhang Meng heard this, he deeply felt that the elder's Buddhism was profound, so he came over to meet the elder. Zhang Meng has a heart for the Buddha, and he doesn't know if he can succeed in his practice, so he also asks the elders to guide him so that Zhang Meng will not go astray. ”

Elder Zhiyun listened, raised his upper eyelids, glanced at Zhang Meng, then lowered his head, shook his bald head slightly, and said, "Amitabha." The donor is not a Buddhist person at this time, and he does not talk about cultivation. Walking in the red dust, as long as you are dedicated to goodness, is also a practice.

Lao Guan Guan Shi Yin Hall is open, eyebrows like horizontal swords, eyes like stars, tall figures, clear bones, itself is an earth-shattering appearance, why bother to enter the Buddhist practice? As long as you do a lot of goodness, you will definitely be able to complete your cultivation and have an unlimited future, so why bother asking. ”

Zhang Meng listened to it and said to himself: "This old monk can speak, and after a few words, he will make people happy." Well, persuade me not to participate in Buddhism, to be good is to practice, hehe, knowing that I am a businessman, do you look at the money in my pocket? ”

At this time, the little monk brought in the tea, Zhang Meng saw it, and hurriedly continued. The little monk held another cup of tea in the tea tray in both hands and gave it to Elder Zhiyun. Elder Zhiyun then raised his glass and invited, "Donor, please use tea." ”