When the little monk said this, it was destined to be an extraordinary day for him.

At noon, the rough-clothed monk who ran down the mountain early to drink returned to the courtyard, pinned a gourd to his waist, humming a little song and pushing the door in, strangely, he walked into the far gate today and did not ask about the fragrance of stir-fried vegetables on weekdays, looking at the little apprentice with a bitter gourd face on the side and the clothes piled up next to him like a hill, this middle-aged monk understood what was going on.

The rough-clothed monk sat down beside the little monk and looked back at it in disdain, the little monk was not even willing to deal with his master.

Xiao Jingshan scrubbed his clothes and rubbed his whole body, and by getting up to stretch his waist tendons, he asked in a low voice, "Master, my mother won't not cook for us, right?" ”

The rough-clothed monk yawned and said softly, "Don't worry, your master didn't cook a good meal and wait for us!" ”

In normal times, Xiao Jingshan also thinks so, but today is different, he didn't smell the fragrance of Shi Niang's cooking.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the master come out of the room in a huff, change her clothes, and after seeing the rough-clothed monk, she was even more angry, and angrily ripped off her apron and walked to the kitchen.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled, it turned out that they were changing clothes!

The coarse-clothed monk who had nothing to do picked up a piece of clothing, half-squatted on the ground, and then scrubbed it, and the little monk was bored and asked casually, "Master, I can memorize the "Great Buddha Canaan Sutra", when will you teach me self-Zen Taoism?" ”

The rough-clothed monk smiled, "Slowly, when you finish reading the Tai Nan Hua Sutra, I will teach you." ”

"Master, you draw me a cake again." The little monk pursed his lips and said indignantly, "If you refuse to teach me the Diamond Technique, forget it, even if you don't teach me the Tao of Self-Zen, let me read the scriptures all day long, what is the use of reading for so many years." ”

The master replied seriously, "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book." ”

Xiao Jingshan pouted speechlessly, rubbing the clothes in his hands vigorously, "It's going to be like this......"

The rough-clothed monk smiled innocently, and then rubbed his clothes, and said while rubbing his clothes, "For the teacher's self-Zen Tao, the entire Buddhism is here, and you are my only apprentice, I don't teach you who to teach, but the time has not yet come, and when you finish reading the "Yufeng Jialuo Sutra", the teacher will teach you." ”

"Master......" The little monk was full of indignation, looking at this old fool speechlessly, "Didn't you just say the "Taihua South Sutra"? How has it changed again? ”

The middle-aged monk pretended to be surprised, then touched his shiny head and said, "Is there one?" Then you can watch it together. ”

The little monk was completely speechless, and simply stopped arguing, talking about scoundrels, he couldn't compare to this cheap master.

The monk who was washing and washing his rough clothes suddenly stopped moving, and the little monk turned his head to take a look, and found that the master was actually asleep in a half-squat, saliva falling down the corners of his mouth, making a snoring sound.

The little monk's water-soaked hand first wiped it on the trouser tube, then got up and shouted, "Master, Master is asleep." ”

After a while, the lady wearing an apron walked out with half a pumpkin in her arms, shouting as she walked, "I either drink and eat or sleep all day long, I really treat my mother as a nanny, get up for me and cook." ”

After that, a big slap slapped on the bright head of the rough-clothed monk, and with a crisp sound, the little monk laughed.

This slap went down, the rough-clothed monk woke up suddenly, and then wiped the back of his head with a sluggish face, and when he turned around and saw his wife, he smiled innocently, and then took the clothes and pretended to say, "I...... I do the laundry, I do the laundry. ”

The lady threw the pumpkin into the monk's arms, and the fire in her eyes seemed to come out, "None of the master and apprentice let me worry, go and peel the pumpkin, don't grind." ”

After that, he turned around and walked to the kitchen, smelling the aroma from the kitchen, the middle-aged monk shook his head helplessly, stretched out his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and the golden light on it was filled, and the pumpkin skin fell in response.

The little monk next to him stared at his master, and said excitedly, "Master, I also want to learn." ”

"Want to learn?" The master smiled, and soon rewarded the little monk with a chestnut, and said, "Let you beat my little report, and if you want to learn, wash your clothes!" ”

The little monk touched his little bald head, squatted down very unpleasantly, washed his clothes by himself, and even turned around, facing his master.

Shen Guixin finished peeling the pumpkin in a moment, retracted his true qi, and smiled leisurely, "Daughter-in-law, the pumpkin peel is done." ”

Seeing his master running to the kitchen, Xiao Jingshan turned around and snorted, disdainful for a while.

The little monk knows that his master has mastered the Buddhist self-Zen way, and is the first person in five hundred years, the last person to comprehend the self-Zen way is five hundred years ago in Yangzhou Sanling Temple in a sweeping monk, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion accidentally found an ancient scripture, under some study, he actually comprehended the self-Zen way.

However, this sweeping monk did not carry forward the self-Zen Tao, but lost his life in a martial arts catastrophe; Since then, no one has penetrated the Zen Tao, until the rough clothes master Shen Guixin went to the West for more than ten years, and finally obtained the Zen Tao.

However, Xiao Jingshan also knew that it was not easy for the master, when the master traveled all the way west, he went to a place that was thousands of miles farther than Xiangzhou, and he didn't know how far away he was, only that place was further west than Xiqiang.

Master walked for two years to get to that place, where there were Buddhist temples everywhere, Buddhas everywhere, people chanting sutras, and Buddha light all day long.

The master stayed there in a Buddhist temple for more than ten years, and finally returned to Dafeng with a large box full of scriptures.

Xiao Jingshan always believed that his master was a more powerful person than the abbot, even if he was giggling and hanging on weekdays.

As for how powerful it is, Xiao Jingshan didn't know yet, but he vaguely heard the abbot say four words when talking about the self-Zen path, Buddhism is boundless.

……

Dingzhou, Pingjiaoguan.

The wind and sand swept this century-old Xiongguan, standing at the pass, looking up, you can still vaguely see the dotted tent in the wind and sand, it is not an ordinary tent, but the military tent of the Northern Barbarian Army.

The general of Pingjiao Pass is named Zhang Xingshan, the general of the Northland Army, and he began to serve as the general of Pingjiao Pass ten years ago.

It has been almost half a year since the border of the Northern Barbarian Chen Army, and during this period, the Northern Barbarian Army was not in a hurry to attack, so they surrounded them.

Looking at the more and more Northern Barbarian armies besieging Pingjiao Pass outside, this Xingshan is in his eyes and in his heart; But without the royal order of King Jingbei, he did not dare to rashly go out to meet the enemy.

At this time, the deputy general behind him walked quickly, and this strong man with a stubble face walked up to Zhang Xingshan and arched his hand, "General Zhang, General Xu Muliang of the Xiangzhou Army has sent a letter, saying that the Northern Barbarian army stationed at Beimen Pass is retreating to the east, and asks if we need their help." ”

After saying that, he handed the letter to Zhang Xingshan, and after Zhang Xingshan read it, he grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, "Xu Muliang will write a letter to us alone, this letter is written by Ning He, reply to him, and say that he has good intentions, and our own affairs of the Northland Army will not trouble the Xiangzhou Army." ”

"Yes." After that, the lieutenant general retreated, while Zhang Xingshan looked at the tent in the distance, and his intuition told him that they might encounter a fierce battle this time.

……

Imperial Palace, Gao Zhen's study.

The lights are long, there is no wind and no rain.

Gao Zhen crouched at the table and reviewed the few pieces on the table, this was the third batch of pieces that Gao Zhen read after waking up, looking at the pieces on the table, Gao Zhen smiled bitterly, he knew that most of the pieces were intercepted by Gao Yuan.

Thinking that his son also felt sorry for himself, Gao Zhen didn't say anything, after reviewing the final recital, Gao Zhen raised his head and motioned Han Zhongxuan to move these recitals down, and after Han Zhongxuan finished cleaning up the recitals, looking at the empty desktop in front of him, Gao Zhen always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, Gao Zhen suddenly thought that he didn't seem to have done anything, so he picked up the pen and paper, shook his wrist, and accidentally dropped a few drops of ink on the rice paper, looking at the ink stains that were slowly infected, Gao Zhen smiled leisurely, slowly lifted the pen, and when Han Zhongxuan came back, he saw that Gao Zhen was still writing hard at the desk, and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, this piece has been reviewed, you can rest for a while." ”

Gao Zhen seemed to be a little unwell, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, he didn't reply to Han Zhongxuan, just shook his head, Han Zhongxuan silently walked to Gao Zhen's side to polish the ink for him.

After Gao Zhen finished writing the last pen and closed the envelope, the emperor, who had been in the study for most of his life, suddenly gagged, and Gao Zhen, who noticed that something was wrong, hurriedly picked up the tea, and wanted to use the tea to swallow the blood that poured up, but when he swallowed a mouthful of tea with all his strength, the whole mouth suddenly became like a broken embankment, and the blood mixed with the tea spurted out in one go, instantly staining the rice paper on the table.

Han Zhongxuan walked quickly to Gao Zhen's side, hurriedly wiped the blood stains on the corner of Gao Zhen's mouth, and shouted at the same time, "Imperial Doctor, Imperial Doctor......

Gao Zhen grabbed Han Zhongxuan's arm, how hard he was, shook his head and said with great difficulty, "Don't disturb the imperial doctor, I understand my body." ”

"Your Majesty......" Seeing Gao Zhen's body deteriorating, Han Zhongxuan felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

"Help me up." Gao Zhen said laboriously.

Han Zhongxuan laboriously helped Gao Zhen up, and helped Gao Zhen to the bedside, although it was spring, but there was still a little cold in the spring night, Han Zhongxuan hurriedly brought a fur robe and draped it on Gao Zhen.

Gao Zhen was still shaky, standing by the window, with tears in his eyes, "My time is running out." ”

This is the first time that Han Zhongxuan heard the words from Gao Zhen's mouth, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't say this." ”

Gao Zhen shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the direction of the north in a silent daze......