"Old host, let's say it, up and down this Huangjue Temple, whoever sees us has to salute, but you don't have to!" Zhu Yuanzhang helped him up.

The old host said with a smile: "The poor monk is not worshipping the emperor, but the current Buddha, and the monk sees the Buddha, how can there be any reason not to worship?" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing, this old monk is just nice to speak.

Every time I come here, I can talk to him for a few words, and I can always be enlightened.

"Guess the old host, let's come over now and do something!" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

The old host hurriedly said: "Ordinary people, how can you guess the Buddha's mind? ”

"What if the Buddha told you to guess?"

"If the Buddha has a will, naturally you should be careful to ask for advice!" The old host looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, "Your Majesty came alone, I didn't see my family, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a day for family reunion."

I think Your Majesty has run into something.

His Majesty is eloquent and strategic, and he has thousands of things on his mind, but he laughs at them.

So the poor monk guessed that his heart was related to his family! “

As he spoke, he paused and continued, "These are all instructions from my Buddha! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and shook his head, this old monk not only can speak, but also very cautious, speculating about the sacred heart, this is a taboo thing, he said, 'I Buddha revealed', he made it clear to himself, and he did not leak.

"Your Buddha doesn't seem to be allowed either." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

"It seems that the poor monk's Dharma has not yet reached his home, and he can't listen to my Buddha's true intentions!" The old host said: "Buddhism has a magical power, called his heart, it seems that the heart of the poor monk is not clear enough, he can't see his own heart clearly, and naturally he will not understand the emotions of others." ”

"So how do you make your heart clear?"

"People have facial features, eyes, nose, mouth, tongue and ears, look in the mirror and look at the body, according to legend, the patriarch Bodhidharma sat in the cave, and in the cave, he actually left the shadow of the patriarch Bodhidharma.

Some people say that it was the heart of the patriarch Bodhidharma, and since then the Dharma of the patriarch Bodhidharma has been completed.

But the poor monk has a humble opinion, how can anyone leave a shadow in the cave, maybe the ancestor sat for too long, leaned in the cave, and over time pressed out the outline! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud, and the sorrow in his heart couldn't help but be swept away, "Miaoye!" ”

"People, always disturbed by the world, just like a poor monk, in the past I met my teacher, the teacher once said that the poor monk has wisdom roots, but the poor monk thought at the time, can a monk eat a full meal?

After becoming a monk, I found that the only thing that was really good was the golden-bodied Bodhisattva Buddha in the temple.

The little monk is greedy and quietly eats meat, and the big monk boils martial arts, and he needs to eat meat.

The old monk was old and frail, and he had everything, but he couldn't bite his teeth.

Isn't that a kind of sadness?

How many people are truly pure-minded and devout in their Dharma practice?

Before the age of twenty, the poor monk just wanted to have a full meal, and before the age of forty, he only wanted to be a great monk.

At the age of 60, after seeing all the sufferings of the world, he began to seriously meditate on Buddhism in order to seek the way of transcendence.

By now, the poor monks have stopped practicing the Fa. ”

"Why?" Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled.

"The Dharma is in the heart, in the world, no matter how good the Dharma is cultivated, it still can't get through the suffering of the world.

This place is just a place to escape the chaos.

Although the body is quiet, the heart is not quiet.

Therefore, the poor monk thinks that if he has not reached the other side and sees the truth, how can he convince others? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang fell into deep thought.

The old host said very sincerely, and what he said was not like before, but he listened to it.

How to cross others before they cross themselves, and if they don't see the truth, how can they cross others?

Isn't that what he is in now?

"Then how do you cross yourself?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked again.

"The Buddha said: Accept it, face it, life is nothing more than seeing tricks, everything is the best arrangement."

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly brightened.

Yes, life is nothing more than a trick.

It's hard now, it's hard to get through the past?

Now that he has everything, is he still trapped here and can't get out?

He laughed and immediately got up, "This year, the sesame oil money of Huangjue Temple has doubled!" ”

"Then the poor monk thanked Your Majesty!" The old host got up and hurriedly thanked him.

"We'll stay soon, old host, take care of your health!"

"Your Majesty Xie cares!"

"No need to send it!" Zhu Yuanzhang said, and after walking out a few steps, he stopped again, "By the way, old host, is the broken bowl we used back then still there?" ”

"It's gone!"

"Where did you go?"

"Given away!"

"Who?"

"His Royal Highness King Wu!" The old host said frankly.

"We thought the old host wouldn't tell the truth!" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Can you tell us why?" ”

"Coincidentally, fate, that's all, that bowl is a treasure, carrying a lot of merits, the poor monk gave it to King Wu, just hoping to bless King Wu."

"Really?"

"It's real!"

Zhu Yuanzhang retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

That broken bowl is not simple, Zhu Yuanzhang has always wanted to come back, but the old host won't give it.

But I didn't think about it, so I gave it to Zhu Jun.

He rubbed his head and made a decision in his heart, "We must let him leave the capital as soon as possible!" ”

That night, Xu Miaojin and the others returned to the mansion and couldn't help but laugh when they saw Zhu Jun, who was surrounded by Li Wanqiu and Shen Dong'er.

"I thought you were in a depressed mood, but I didn't expect you to hug left and right at home!" Xu Miaojin said angrily.

"Why, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I'm not allowed to be happy?" Zhu Jun's head rested on Li Wanqiu's lap, his feet rested on Shen Dong'er, and Tang Zhongling, Mu Nianci, Su Nuer and others were waiting next to him.

"Why don't you take us with you?" Xu Miaojin exhaled.

"The queen mother has not offended me, if you leave, how sad will the queen mother be?"

"You're gone, where are we, won't we be embarrassed?" Xu Miaojin gave Zhu Jun a punch angrily, I thought this guy was depressed, but I didn't expect to enjoy it more than anyone else, "This is what you said about busy business?" ”

Zhu Jun laughed dryly, sat up immediately, and hugged Xu Miaojin over, "I'm not just done with this, I'm looking for relaxation, don't be angry, next time I go, I will definitely take you away." ”

Guanyin said: "After you leave, the queen mother severely punished Princess Anqing, and your anger should be gone!" ”

"Really?" Zhu Jun was a little surprised, in his impression, Queen Ma was very fond of this little daughter, but she didn't expect to punish her severely, "How to punish her?" ”

Seeing that Zhu Jun was a little gloating, Guanyinnu had no choice but to say the matter again, "The punishment is a punishment, but the queen mother is also very sad, you, you are still too impulsive to do things."

I know you don't like Princess Anqing, but you can't do it for the sake of the queen mother's face?

Are you too bad to be sorry for your father?

You are his son after all, and Lao Tzu calls his son, which is justified.

You are at fault for this! ”

Guanyin Nu sighed, "So, you have to find a time to enter the palace and apologize to your father!" ”