On the edge of Lishan's new home, the weather in Guanzhong has been much warmer due to several days of sunshine, and it is still a little cold when the wind blows.

The husband and wife were sitting on the edge of the Huaqing Pond and playing chess. On the chessboard, the two ends of the Chu River and the Han Realm fought fiercely, and Li Yue's face was full of sadness,

"I haven't played chess with my husband for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be still an opponent." Zhang Yang moved her car, and her handsome man was about to die.

"Although he was defeated, he ate a lot of his husband's chess pieces." She looked up with a hint of pride in her eyes.

"Actually, I deliberately let you eat it, otherwise how do you think you lost?"

"......" is like a basin of cold water that extinguishes the pride and pride at this time, and with frustration, Li Yue packed up the chessboard,

"Fight again another day!" Aunt Wang walked out of the main house of her new home,

"The county marquis has all been arranged." Zhang Yang glanced up when he heard this, and the couple cleaned up and walked down the mountain.

"Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui have made great progress recently, and we can teach them more complex three-dimensional geometry next." Formulas are like another language, and those who can understand them will naturally be able to comprehend them.

。 Two days later, the dynasty opened, and Zhang Yang came to Li Yuan's residence with a jar of salted duck eggs. The bed was moved out, and Li Yuan was lying in the sun and soaking in the sun.

"I didn't have such a comfortable day in the Wude Hall before, the palace was often cold, and I often ordered people to light many candles." Zhang Yang put the salted duck eggs in the house, and the residence of the Emperor Taishang was always quite messy.

I cleaned up the place briefly, looked at the missing things, and secretly wrote it down in my heart.

"Although I am old, I can still carry things, and I don't need you to clean them up." Listening to his words, Zhang Yang picked up a broom and swept the ground.

"The court is going to open in the next two days, Chang'an City is full of ups and downs, and Erlang is still not thoughtful enough, because the Buddhist gate of Shengguang Temple has begun to make trouble again." Zhang Yang swept the floor, sat at the door and whispered: "I see that the soap is almost running out, the clothes should be changed, and the bedding must be changed again." After being quiet for a long time, seeing that Li Yuan did not speak, Zhang Yang looked back, his breathing was stable and he was already asleep.

The old man's beard is white, and he is the daughter-in-law's grandfather and the daughter's grandfather, so he still has to take care of it. When Zhang Yang covered him with a futon and walked out of the door, he instructed the guards at the door: "When the emperor wakes up, prepare some food, even if you have a bad appetite, you have to eat some." ”

"Whoa." The contradiction between the Buddhist Gate of Chang'an City and the DPRK and China has once again made trouble, and it is another difficult situation to clean up.

From Layue to the present, to get out of this kind of idle days, Zhang Yang feels that he is not used to returning to the busy life of the court.

I almost forgot how to salute the court. Many things in the Foreign Affairs Yuan have also been handed over to Elephant, Dasu, and Xu Jingzong, and the three of them are also very reliable, and the road to retirement is much more stable.

I heard that Xu Jingzong still hasn't settled Wang Xuance.

"Brother-in-law!" Li Tai came in a panic,

"A few more monks came from outside the village." Zhang Yang scratched his head and said distressedly: "Just drive away." ”

"There is also an old monk named Bopo, who said that he had a relationship with his brother-in-law."

"Then I'm not going to see it either." Li Tai followed up and said, "This person said that if he can't see the Marquis of Lishan County, he will die outside." ”

"If you die, report to the official, what does it have to do with our Lishan."

"But he said that he solved the problem of life and death." The footsteps stopped, Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then go and meet him." Following his brother-in-law and walking to the entrance of the village, Li Tai instructed again: "This monk is very big, my brother-in-law must be cautious when talking with him, the court wants to transform the former Shengguang Temple into a hotel, there are many Buddhist disciples are making trouble, don't lead the fire to Lishan." "Monk Bopo was originally from Tianzhu, and during the Wude period, he came to Chang'an, brought some of the scriptures brought by Tianzhu to the Tang Dynasty, and compiled the scriptures to the temple monks in various places.

And the reason why Tang Xuanzang went to Tianzhu was also ordered by this monk. Monk Bopo, also known as Guangzhi Monk, this person traveled to the Western Regions, and listened to the lectures of the virtuous precepts in the Landa Temple, and was a very well-known monk in Chang'an City.

After the accident in Shengguang Temple, he left Chang'an City and went to other places in the Central Plains, and then lived in Luoyang for a long time.

At this time, Luoyang had an accident and he came back. Zhang Yang walked to the entrance of the village and saw this old monk, who was skinny and skinny, on crutches, with a slump on his face and sunken eyes.

The appearance is very scary, and the aging skin seems to be hanging on the skeleton. And his skeleton is small, and his back is curled up like a shrimp.

Walking two steps forward on crutches, he craned his neck and raised his head,

"We met again, and the county marquis became more and more energetic." Zhang Yang looked at him,

"At the beginning, I was just in a hurry in the East Palace, but I didn't expect the monk to remember it."

"Hehehe......" he let out an oozing smile,

"Before I went to see the Buddha, I wanted to talk to you, but in fact, the poor monk didn't solve the problem, and he couldn't solve it until he died."

"You're saying that to see me?"

"Otherwise, you won't be able to see the county marquis." Bopo has a hoarse voice and a weak speech. As a result, the monk who stood beside him looked worried, for fear that the senior monk would be breathless.

"I thought you monks never spoke."

"The poor monk has made immeasurable merit in this life, and the Buddha will forgive him." He looked at the western sky, and there was a slight smile on his face,

"Does the county marquis know the cause and effect of the world? Do you know retribution? The word retribution is a bit ahead of its time, and it comes from the scriptures, and it is usually said by the disciples of Buddhism when they recite the scriptures.

Zhang Yang was entangled: "You mean that everything I do now will be retributed, right?" Popo took the stool handed by the monk, sat down with his tired body on crutches, and said in a low voice: "As early as when the county marquis became a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, this cause was planted, and the poor monk came here for a result, which is the cycle of cause and effect. ”

"But I'm a person who doesn't believe in the cycle of cause and effect."

"No!" He was still holding on to his crutches with both hands, staring at Zhang Yang like an eagle's gaze,

"There is cause and effect in this world, but the county marquis has always been a person who thinks very highly of himself, and he has never taken these things into account, and the cause and effect of the county marquis has not yet been completed."

"I will try my best to control my own destiny, I believe in my own strength, not the ethereal cause and effect you say, it is all false." The old monk suddenly laughed again, and I have to say that he laughed ugly.

The toothless mouth was slightly open, and the skin of the face was wrinkled.

"County Marquis!" His tone accentuated a little,

"You are a person who does not believe in it, even in the face of the Heavenly Khan, your eyes are still clear and firm, such a person will not be recognized in the world, and he will be lonely all his life."

"The courtiers are the sheji, under the orders of the king, the servants are under the orders of the master, the ordinary villagers are ordered by the village elders, and the king is ordered by heaven." Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, and his words sounded reasonable.

Coupled with his hoarse voice, it is easy to say these words to make people full of admiration for him, maybe he can make a strong person kneel down and become a monk in a few words, enter the Buddhist gate and be accompanied by the ancient Buddha from now on.

It's just that these words are useless to themselves, and after being educated in the universal values of later generations, these words can't fan themselves at all, let alone mess up their minds.

Popo's gaze looked to the west again,

"Tianzhu is a very beautiful place, where people do not have to suffer heavy labor, let alone oppression by kings, and when the poor monks come to Chang'an, they see the decay of all things, the crying of children, the corpses on the banks of the Jing River, and the soldiers wearing tattered armor and stomachs dying."

"That's how you tricked Xuanzang into going west?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked. The words were interrupted, and a hint of displeasure flashed in Bopo's eyes, but he quickly returned to his kind appearance,

"The county marquis is not a bad person, because you never look at people with the corner of your eyes, and Xuanzang's original surname was Chen, the poor monk used to call him Chen Xuanzang, the poor monk did not deceive him, the Buddhism of the Central Plains needs Tianzhu to guide, and more scriptures are needed to compile and supplement and replace the incomplete, which is also a matter of immeasurable merit." He raised his head slightly and said: "Xuanzang's trip to the Western Regions, he was personally welcomed by the lord of the Great Rirong Kingdom, and the nobles from all walks of life helped him, and the king of the Shi Kingdom is willing to worship him as the Prime Minister." Popo's tone was a little higher,

"These are the merits of Xuanzang, he can make people everywhere admire, he sleeps with wild beasts, walks with poisonous snakes, has goshawks with him, has wolves to guard, his merits are higher than those of poor monks." Speaking of Xuanzang, the old monk's expression became more and more excited.

"It's a pity......" he lowered his head again,

"Old monk, I will never see Xuanzang back again, and I will sing praises for the Buddha in front of him." After speaking, the old monk recited a Buddha name, closed his eyes and lowered his head.

It was not yet February, and the northwest wind was still very strong, which made the old monk's robe hunting, and he looked at him after a moment of silence, as if the man was dead and not breathing.

He opened his eyes again, as if awakened from a nightmare, and there was a look of confusion in his eyes. Zhang Yang said slowly: "The court wants to transform Shengguang Temple into a hotel, I think you are here to intercede with me, hoping that I will advise to keep the former site of Shengguang Temple?" ”

"This Central Plains belongs to the Heavenly Khan, and no one can influence the decisions that the Heavenly Khan has made, and they cannot disobey the will of the Heavenly Khan, just like the people in the Buddhist Sect can't resist the 600,000 troops inside and outside the Guan."

"You said that Xuanzang is admired in the Western Regions, is there a possibility that it is because of the strength of the Tang Dynasty, and when the Western Regions are included in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, Xuanzang's way home can be reduced by 30,000 miles, and when he arrives in the Western Regions, he will arrive home. Xuanzang is a native of the Tang Dynasty, and the countries of the Western Regions naturally dare not snub him, or say that currying favor with him is to curry favor with the Heavenly Khan. Popo nodded and said, "What the county marquis said makes sense. Zhang Yang said again: "Then do you still think that Xuanzang's merits are immeasurable?" ”

"That's nature."

"His merit is for Buddhism, not for the people and the community of the Tang Dynasty, the Western Regions have built the capital protection mansion, and many gazetteers have been compiled to understand the style and language outside the Guan, these things no longer need a monk to do." Bo Po retorted: "The county marquis is narrow-minded, and the courtiers are for the sake of the society, but before that, no one could have the courage of Xuanzang and ran away alone for 30,000 miles." ”

"That's what you ordered, and you're the one who started it."

"Hehehe......" he let out a oozing laugh again,

"Xuanzang is the cause, and the county marquis is also the cause, when he returns to Chang'an, he will know what this fruit looks like, the county marquis, you are a wise person, and the poor monk has always admired this kind of person."

"You alone in the Taiji Hall refuted many celebrities, the sophistry is admirable, but the family is the same on the outside, but on the inside is as cruel, they are not unbreakable, Luoyang has such a thing, those gate valves have begun a cruel struggle inside, dividing the immediate interests, and what they don't know is that because of this kind of infighting, the family will be swept away by the heavenly khan sooner or later."

"And the county marquis sits on the fisherman's profits, calm and relaxed, this is the best policy, before he dies, the poor monk wants to ask the county marquis one thing." Zhang Yang nodded and said, "You ask." ”

"How did the temple collapse?" Don't look at this monk who is dying of old age, his eyes are very sharp, and this kind of perceptive gaze is disgusting.

"How do I know?" Popo said: "How did the auspicious rui in the sky do it. Zhang Yang looked displeased,

"Aren't you just asking one thing?" He shook his head and said, "The county marquis only needs to answer one of the questions." ”

"I don't know what happened at the beginning, and I don't know what happened to Xiangrui, I suggest that you see the Buddha after you die, and the Buddha will definitely answer you, why bother to ask me again." Zhang Yang looked at him with his head bowed and looked down condescendingly.

Popo is gone, gone with disappointment. This long conversation was also heard by the accompanying monks. Since they believe in the mystical Buddha, they use their inexplicable power against them, and that power is science.

That night, Zhang Yang held her daughter and taught her to hold a fast child, and she was surprised to hear the news sent by her aunt.

Popo also summoned back the monks who had rebelled against the demolition of Shengguang Temple in Chang'an City. And kill all these monks who made trouble.

Dozens of corpses are displayed in Xingshan Temple, and Popo himself is lying in front of the Buddha, and he falls asleep and dies.

The master was in a very bad mood and kept crackling the firewood. Xiao Wu and Xu Hui didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and there were many things that could make the master unhappy, such as being impeached, or being calculated by the courtiers of Chang'an City, and His Majesty would be inexplicably annoyed.

He killed these troublesome monks in order to keep the foundation, as long as these monks no longer fight, the new hotel can be built smoothly, and Li Shimin's anger will not be implicated in Buddhism.

Taking retreat as advance, the DPRK and China have nothing to say. And he himself has passed away, and it is not good for the DPRK to pursue these lives anymore.

"Vicious old monk! Dozens of lives are said to be killed, what kind of merit are you! Zhang Yang scolded angrily in his heart and cracked a piece of firewood hard.

Such an old monk died, and he killed so many people before he died, not to mention how a dying old monk managed to kill so many people in one night.

His identity is a Tianzhu person, and of course all the monks consider themselves monks. Due to the relationship between the Tang Dynasty and Tianzhu, the Foreign Affairs Yuan still drafted a chapter and sent it to the court, waiting for the fate of the Heavenly Khan.

When the Lantern Festival arrives, the village makes a lot of rice and noodles to eat to celebrate the coming year.