Chengdu's wealthy families generally live in the upper reaches of the Jin River in the west of the city.

Because of the picturesque scenery here, wealthy monks generally lived here.

Two horses galloped over, and the noble son was personable.

The river is full of pale yellow wild chrysanthemums, clusters and clusters, and the bloom is very lively.

Wen Huan stopped the horse's hooves and said to Yun Jin: The daisies here bloomed late, I remember when I just left Chang'an, the daisies there had just begun to break the flower bones, and the color was different from the daisies in Chang'an, the Chang'an daisies were white with a wisp of red, and here was a large piece of Huang Yanyan.

Yun Jin said with a smile: If it is in Chang'an, you can pick a lot of them and take them to honor your aunt.

Wen Huan smiled and said: Yes, my aunt likes daisies the most, and said that this thing has a good meaning, there is a medicinal fragrance, and it can be opened until before winter.

Yun Jin said: Is the late blooming of flowers a good characteristic?

Wen Huan said: My aunt said that it's good not to fight or grab, unlike those who bloom indiscriminately in the spring to attract bees and butterflies***.

Although Yun Jin felt that his aunt's words were biased, when he saw that Wen Huan began to dismount and pick flowers, he stepped forward to help, and after a while, there were two more gorgeous daisies in their arms.

Wen Huan threw the daisy in his hand far away, tried to let the daisy spread out as much as possible, and fell into the water, seeing Yun Jin looking at him puzzled, he took the daisy in Yun Jin's hand and threw it into the stream in front of him.

I like that this stream can help me send these flowers to Chang'an for my aunt.

Yun Jin was puzzled: The water here leads to the Jinjiang River, and the Jinjiang River leads to the Yangtze River, but you can't reach Chang'an.

Wen Huan said: The Yangtze River water to Yangzhou, cross the Xinggou into the canal, cross the Huaishui all the way to the north, and finally arrive in Luoyang, and then to Chang'an, then my aunt can see it.

Yun Jin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, picked his thumb and said: That's right.

Wen Huan saw that Yun Jin didn't seem to believe it, so he stubbornly said: My aunt will definitely be able to see it!

Yun Jin said firmly: I must be able to see it.

The two got on the horse, ran along the Jinjiang River, chasing the starry daisies in the water, seeing the stream gradually widening, and there were a lot of boats on the stream, Wen Huan pointed to the willow bank and said: If you live in Chengdu for a long time in the future, when you build a thatched hut here, just this area of water, the willows on one bank, and the egret on the edge of the sky are enough to comfort your life.

The only pity is that Pingkangfang is not here, if it is, it will be perfect.

The two walked side by side, and the horsewhip pointed to Jinjiangxi from time to time, and they all thought that at this moment, except for too few beauties, there was nothing missing.

A monk fell into the water, very embarrassed. Yun Jin, Wen Huan laughed on the horse, the stream is very shallow, and it should not drown people.

At this time, a carriage driving on the road stopped abruptly, and a woman in yellow and a little maid in green hurriedly ran to the Jinjiang stream, and found half a dead bamboo from the bank to try to pull the monk up from the water.

The monk is a fat monk, the mud on the shore is slippery, although the master and servant tried their best, but they couldn't pull the fat monk, the woman in yellow glanced at Yun Jin and Wen Huan, who were riding on a horse and watching the excitement, hoping that they could lend a hand.

Who would have thought that the two gentlemen once again saw the fat monk fall into the water and make a big splash, and laughed louder and louder.

Fortunately, the old groom who drove the car for them came running, and the master and servant had to do their best to drag the heavy fat monk up from the water.

The fat monk was dragged ashore, already exhausted, lying on the ground panting violently, and the woman in yellow asked worriedly: Is the master safe?

The fat monk gasped and stretched out a fat fat hand holding a daisy and said to the woman in yellow: "The stream is full of raccoons, the poor monk is lucky to get one and give it to the donor, I only hope that the female donor will be blessed by my Buddha and marry a good man."

The woman in yellow hid her face with her sleeves and took the daisy, while the little maid in green smiled and put down a string of money, and was ready to leave with the old servant.

The fat monk who couldn't turn over like a turtle with his back to the sky said: My Buddha is merciful, seeing that the female donor has great compassion, he sent a stream of lotus flowers From now on, this Jinjiang River can be renamed Huanhua Creek.

This Huanhua Creek rises because of the female donor, and it will also prosper because of the female donor.

The three women in yellow looked into the stream in astonishment, and sure enough, above the stream at this time, there were strings of golden daisies floating slowly, the water here was not rippling, gentle as a mirror, the sun fell on the water surface with occasional slight, and the slightness surrounded by large pieces of daisies, which was really like a miracle.

In Yun Jin, Wen Huan was stunned, the woman in yellow was as pious as a Buddhist girl, facing the stream and bowing down, as for the maid and the old servant behind her, they had already kowtowed like garlic.

After thanking the miracle, the woman in yellow pulled out the hairpin ring on her head, took off the jade bracelet on Hao's wrist, respectfully placed it next to the fat monk who was still lying as a turtle, bowed down and said: Thank you for the blessing of the master.

The fat monk finally turned over, made the Buddha lie on his side, put a fist on his head with one hand, and waved his hand kindly: Go to rest, go to rest.

The woman in yellow got up, glanced at the sluggish Yun Jin and Wen Huan, snorted coquettishly, and proudly held a daisy, got into the carriage, and then galloped away.

She is so ugly, what reason is there to look down on our brother? When the person left, Wen Huan realized that he was despised.

Yun Jin jumped off the horse, clenched his fists and said: The daisy was picked by our brother, and it was originally dedicated to my aunt's filial piety, which is good, not to mention being used by this liar monk to cheat money, and it also caused our brother to be laughed at.

Wen Huan also immediately jumped off the horse when he heard this, and the two of them came to the fat monk who was still lying on the side of the Buddha and had not yet spoken, when they saw the fat monk raise a finger and said: Yuan, wonderful.

When the fat monk saw Yun Jin, Wen Huan stopped, and said with a smile: The name of Huanhuaxi should have come from the two young Junyan, but unfortunately, the little woman took the first step, it's a pity, it's a pity.

If the two teenagers nourish a heart of Buddha on weekdays, and pull the poor monks up one step earlier, the two of them will become attached to our Buddha.

Under the favorable time and place, the Buddha's fate was taken away by the little woman, and it can be seen that it is not heaven to drink and peck...

The furious Wen Huan kicked the fat monk's fat belly, the fat monk screamed, and once again returned to the appearance of a turtle lying down, with his feet and hands on his stomach and chest, and said loudly: Kill people!

The fat monk's voice shouting for his life was as loud as a bell, and suddenly, it attracted the ideas of passers-by.

Yun Jin hurriedly said: Quickly decide. So, Yun Jin and Wen Huan rained down on this shameless fat monk.

The fat monk's voice shouting for help became more and more urgent, and he didn't know if the people here liked the monk or what's going on, and they shouted and killed them one by one with wooden sticks, forks, hoes and other things.

Yun Jin, Wen Huan jumped on the war horse, turned around and ran······ ran out for four or five miles, and when he turned around and didn't see the villagers chasing after him, Yun Jin said to Wen Huan: Today is unlucky, go to Baiyun Temple on another road.

Wen Huan muttered: When you meet a monk, you will be unlucky.

Yun Jin looked at Wen Huan's hair that had not yet grown completely and said: Not long ago, you and my brother were both monks.

Wen Huan said: Just because I was a monk, I felt unlucky.

Yun Jin said with a smile: Next time, say this to my Aye.

Wen Huan was stunned and said: I forgot that your family is actually a family of Buddhas, the two of them avoided the avenue on the side of Huanhua Creek and walked through the farmer's path, where people like to raise dogs very much, and the two of them took a lot of trouble to pass through the farmer's residential area and came to a Baiyun Temple hidden in the pines and cypresses.

Baiyun Temple looks very clean, white walls, cyan brick hats, a corner of straight cornices poking out of the trees, coupled with faintly audible Sanskrit singing, it is definitely a pure land of Buddhism.

The two tied the war horse to the tethered horse stake in front of the temple, and Yun Jin saluted the little novice who swept the floor at the door: Amitabha, and asked the little master to report to the Zen master who crossed the sea, and said that the Yun family came to visit with his junior brother Wen Huan.

Xiao Shami glanced at Yun Jin and said: The master has just come back, and he should be changing his clothes at this time, and the two donors came with the little monk.

Yun Jin and Wen Huan returned the courtesy, and followed the little novice to the big Buddha hall in a proper manner, first worshipping the Buddha, and then burning incense, until an old monk knocked on the golden chime, and waited for the melodious sound of the golden chime to stop

Then he put his hands together and got up.

The Zhike monk took the two to the side hall, there was already a little monk who had boiled tea, it looked like it should be the way to drink pots of tea, Yun Jin took a sip, a little aftertaste, and couldn't help but say to the Zhike monk: This tea seems to be a new tea from my Yun family. Zhike monk smiled: When the general did not enter Shu, he had three times with the abbot of my family in the Great Ci'en Temple, and the two were very compatible, the abbot gave the general two volumes of scriptures, and the general also gave my abbot ten catties of tea.

This kind of good tea, non-noble, knowing, venerable, my abbot never takes it out on weekdays.

When Yun Jin and Wen Huan heard this, they immediately stood up from the futon and saluted the junior monks to the guests.

The monk looked at Yun Wen and said with a smile: It really lives up to the name of the Yun family's wisdom.

Yun Jin was about to say a few polite words, and a familiar voice sounded outside the door: Wise, you are wrong, Master Xuanzang said very clearly back then, the Yun family is full of mallets, and His Majesty also said that the Yun family is full of two hundred and five, so where does the Yun family come from?

In Yun Jin, Wen Huan's dull eyes, a fat monk dressed in a moon-white monk's robe walked in from outside the door, although his face still had the bruises that had just been generated, a fat face smiled like the sun, making people feel warm.

Yun Jin and Wen Huan glanced at each other, and the two of them saluted to the Zen master who crossed the sea who came to the door: I don't know if the Zen master is propagating the Dharma, and the junior Meng Lang is offended.

The Zen master who crossed the sea laughed and said: It's okay, it's okay, the poor monk is practicing the Gyaya method, and the emphasis is on doing whatever he wants, since you are here, let's talk about it carefully, how can we get the incense money that the people gave to Wenshu Monastery out of their treasury?