In the land of the West Pole, there are many Foshan, and there are thousands of Buddhist believers scattered in the temples on and off the mountains.

In the eastern part of the country under the jurisdiction of Hengnian, there is a famous temple called Gambu Temple.

It is rumored that in the early years, there was a monk named Gampo who had enlightened here and directly entered the realm of the upper three grades, so this small temple became famous in this Hengnian country.

The territory of Hengnian Country is really not small, the population is a little sparse, the national strength is still quite strong, and it can be ranked on the second tier in the West Pole.

At this moment, a carriage that was not extravagant came slowly, and the wheels of the carriage rolled on the dusty ground, raising gray dust. Because it is north of the "Tianjiang", it generally belongs to the north, and the weather is dry.

"Up front is the Gampo Temple?"

A lazy young man's voice came from inside the carriage.

"Yes, young master. "The coachman was a middle-aged man, dressed in a thick cloth coat, with a sword mark on his face, and when he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, which made people sound uncomfortable. But at this point, the man's answer was clearly respectful.

Inside the carriage, only a young man of about twenty years of age, dressed in a thick cloth shirt, looked out through the small window of the carriage.

"Uncle Zhongtian, give, drink some wine to warm up. The young man in the carriage lifted the curtain and handed the coachman a pot of fragrant sake.

"Thank you, little prince. The middle-aged man took the flask and nodded in thanks.

"Uncle Zhongtian, what are you polite to me? You are also half of my father's life-saving benefactor, and you can be regarded as my elder. This is not in the palace. Just call me Xiting. The young man was helpless. The coachman man just grinned.

The young man in this carriage was the youngest prince of the Western Pole Empire, Yelu Xiting, who was traveling eastward, and he did not take a few young maidservants who were good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting as he said, but only took a groom and went on the road, and the carriage was simple.

However, although the middle-aged man was a horseman at this time, he was a strong identity in the West Pole Empire.

The commander of Wan Niu Wei, from the official position of a military general of the third grade, also has the terrifying realm of the peak of the seventh grade. The most important thing is that when Yelu Xuanhuang had just become the Son of Heaven from the crown prince, he blocked the assassin's sword, and because of his meritorious service in protecting the dragon, he was given the surname of the royal family and promoted to the prince of the county.

On this trip, Yelu Xiting had to pull this Zhongtian brother, who had been good to him since he was a child, and Yelu Zhongtian had no family and had nothing to worry about, so he agreed directly without thinking. The two hit it off.

Outside the Gampo Temple, there are not many people but not less, and the people who burn incense and worship the Buddha in the last part of the year pray for the Buddha to give them happiness in the coming year and a good harvest in the coming year.

The carriage came to a slow stop, and the two of them, Yelu Xiting and Yelu Zhongtian, found the monk in charge of guarding the carriage in the temple and asked him to help look at the carriage, and then the two entered the temple together.

The reason why he stopped several times on the way to Zhongzhou was because the route taken by Yelu Xiting happened to pass through some places of interest, and he would stop and visit it appropriately if he was more fun-loving.

"In a drunken dream all day long, I suddenly heard that spring was strong and mountaineer. ”

"Because of the words of the monks in the bamboo courtyard, I stole half a day of leisure. ”

As soon as he entered the gate of the temple, he saw the famous verses engraved on the stone tablet of the Gampo Monastery. Legend has it that twenty or thirty years ago, there was a down-and-out scholar because of desperation, so he went to the most famous temple in this Hengnian country, after living for a period of time, because of the influence of the abbot of the temple at that time, his heart changed greatly, and he wrote this poem when he left. Later, I heard that he was admitted to the Jinshi, but he was also in high school to explore the flowers, which became a beautiful conversation between the scholars of Hengnian Country.

"Tsk, the poem is good. Yelu Xiting said with a smile.

Jerod thought that he was going to say, "But man can't." Or to say: You can't be an official.

"Are you an official...... I was bored, so I sent someone to check it, but it was okay. Jerusitin continued.

"Those who like to read and are obsessed with reading, don't they often do well as officials?" Yelu Zhongtian was puzzled, although he was from the official position and title of Sanpin, and let him fight the war was okay, but he wanted him to be an official and get promoted and make a fortune, but he couldn't do it well, and he didn't want to waste time because of being promoted and getting rich.

Yelu Xiting walked to a tall pine and cypress tree in the temple, looked at the ground that was not too dirty, and sat down cross-legged directly.

"Some scholars, who care about the world, are enthusiastic, and sincerely plan for the people, may not be able to be good officials. You ask him to write articles, write poems that ask for the people's lives, and he can write them at will, but he can't do well as an official, and when he becomes an official, he doesn't know where to start, he doesn't understand how to deal with the relationship between colleagues, and even the relationship between superiors and subordinates can't be handled well. This kind of person can be called a good scholar, but he cannot be called a good official, and some of them can even be called a mediocre official. ”

"There are also people who read, who read the books of sages, who seek merit and fame, and who pursue profit and lu. But once this kind of person sits in office, he will definitely not directly benefit from the people first, but first do a good job in the relationship between colleagues, improve the relationship between superiors, sort out the relationship between subordinates, and let his black gauze hat firmly stick to his head, and he will not waver in the wind and rain, and it can be said that he will not move even if he is thundered. Once you sit in the official position, you have to slowly find a way to climb to the top, but you can't just bribe the people above, you have to make real achievements to enhance your popularity. Of course, it is to do good deeds for the people. Then he slowly climbed up, doing good deeds, collecting money at the same time, and giving silver at the same time, and it rolled bigger and bigger. From this point of view, not to mention whether it is a good official or a bad official, at least a capable official who can do things and seek some benefits for the people. ”

"There is also a category of officials who rely on the elders and families behind them to become not small officials, and then eat, drink and have fun, and take the money obtained by the people's hard work to make themselves comfortable every day. This kind of official is not as good as the first type of mediocre official, and in my opinion, this kind of official is the abolished official among corrupt officials. Speaking of corrupt officials, in fact, corrupt officials are not necessarily capable officials, and some clean officials are not necessarily mediocre officials. ”

"In fact, as long as those corrupt officials are not too excessive, as long as they do things well for the people, how much they should take, that's their business. And clean officials, if they can't do things well, they are often inferior to those corrupt officials. Of course, in my opinion. The best is not the best of corrupt officials. It is a capable official among Qing officials. Since there are capable officials among corrupt officials, there is naturally no shortage of such talents among clean officials. This kind of official can already be called a 'good official', but this kind of official is the rarest and most difficult to see. The pillars of the empire are supported by such good officials. Of course, it also relies on the capable officials among those corrupt officials. ”

"When there are so many types of civil officials and so complicated, it is really unimaginable that there are intrigues between civil officials!" Yelu Zhongtian sighed.

"Above the temple, the dispute between the gentleman and the villain, the dispute between the civil and military officials, the factional dispute between different super-first-class bosses, the dispute between the wealthy groups from different regions, the dispute between the six departments, the dispute between many princes and so on, seems to be a mess, in fact, there is a vein that can find the trajectory, and then peel off the cocoon, trace back to the source, you can find the law, once the law is found, whether it is a trade-off between the civil and military officials, or Jane in the emperor's heart, it is more than enough. But this law is not easy to find!" Yelu Xiting looked at the evergreen pines and cypresses above his head, and sighed slightly, "This kind of person is the most useful to the empire, but it is also the most terrifying, the current national teacher of our empire is this kind of person, when he should be smart, he is extremely smart, and when he is confused, he is like a three-year-old child, he understands the laws of the temple, and he can understand what others are thinking without trying to figure out people's hearts, which is the most terrifying." Now in the temple, only my father and emperor may really know the thoughts of the national teacher, that is, I, I only know a little bit about it. ”

"However, I don't look up to the height of the temple, I only envy the distance of the rivers and lakes. ”

"It may take decades for the temple to produce a romantic figure like a national warrior, but in the rivers and lakes, there are merry knights who make people raise a glass and sing for it every year!"

In the past, when he was in the empire, Yelu Xiting would introduce some famous chivalrous warriors but not too famous people in the rivers and lakes every year, so that they were qualified to enter some major sects to cultivate, and they could be regarded as guides, so in the rivers and lakes of the West Pole Empire, Yelu Xiting's reputation was very good, and many predecessors in the rivers and lakes gave a thumbs up to Yelu Xiting and praised this little prince for being a romantic person.

Yelu Zhongtian looked at the longing in front of him, with a smile in his eyes, he has no children and no daughters in his life, but he is very pleasing to the eye when he looks at this little prince, so he will treat him very well since he was a child, every time he goes down to the court, if he can meet this little prince who runs around every day and plays, he will take him to eat some snacks that are not in the palace, and see some jugglers in the palace.

He didn't care what others said about him, how secretly slandered him for wanting to participate in the battle for the prince to seize the dragon, he didn't care, as long as Yelu Xiting was happy.

"Uncle Zhongtian, let's go burn incense. This Gambu Temple in the country of Hengnian is the last big temple in the West Pole, and there is no chance if you don't worship the Buddha. Yelu Xiting said.

"Hmm. ”

People who come to Kampo Temple to burn incense often come here at noon, so now this temple is not very crowded, and there are only three or five or two or three people who come and go.

But even with such a small number of people, there will be problems.

It was two people who accidentally bumped into each other, and then they didn't retreat, and they both looked at each other unpleasantly, and the result was that it evolved from the beginning of the mouth to the later pushing, pushing and shoving.

Two men stood next to one of them, and the other stood a man and a woman, a middle-aged man.

The two groups were about to make a move, and an old monk with long eyebrows walked out of the incense burning hall and persuaded the two with a smile on his face. In the end, under the persuasion of the old monk, the two shook hands and made peace, and even made an appointment to drink and discuss swords together for a period of time when they left.

"This is the rivers and lakes, you can not be angry for the sake of interests, and you can not become friends because of interests. Yelu Xiting had been watching from the side, with a smile on his face.

"Donor, are you here to ask for the Buddha?" the long-eyebrow old monk walked over, clasped his hands together in front of Yelu Xiting, and asked slowly.

"Hmm. The elders of my family and I want to go to Middle-earth Shenzhou to travel the rivers and lakes, and we are about to leave the West Pole, thinking of burning incense and praying for Buddha, praying for a little less bloody wind and rain. "Jeluxi Pavilion clasped his palms in return.

"This benefactor, with your cultivation and the cultivation of this elder in your family, I'm afraid it will be difficult not to set off a bloody storm. The old monk said with a smile, and said a word that broke the sky. Yelu Zhongtian's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he was about to make a move, but he was stopped by Yelu Xiting's signal.

"Seniors have good eyesight! Could it be that the seniors are the same high-ranking monk who persuaded the current Hengnian National Rite Department Shangshu to change his mind thirty years ago?" asked the junior of Yelu Xiting. He was only surprised at this time, but he was not shocked, because he knew that there were still hidden masters in the rivers and lakes, and it was not too few, maybe he would meet it one day, so he was already prepared in his heart, and his master was a grandmaster at the peak of the eighth grade, and he was the prince of the supreme empire, and his vision was so high that there were few things that could set off turbulent waves in his heart.

"It's the old man. The old monk bowed slightly, and said, "There is a golden light shining on the top of the donor's head, and at a glance, there are senior monks who use their own blessings to bless the donor. ”

Yelu Xiting's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he thought: Old bald, why don't you discuss this kind of thing with me?

"Let's burn incense first. ”

"Donor, please. ”

After entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the middle of the temple, after handing over the incense money in the Yelu West Pavilion, he took the incense and put the incense, and his face was straight. After some elaborate etiquette, Yelu Zhongtian also spent incense money to burn incense and worship the Buddha at the suggestion of Yelu Xiting. Then the three of them walked out of the treasure hall together.

It was early in the morning, and almost no one burned incense to worship the Buddha. Those who are close to the temple have already burned incense and gone home. Far away from the temple, it has not yet arrived, and noon is the peak period for people to burn incense and worship Buddha.

"Senior, in this temple where people burn incense and worship the Buddha every day, won't it delay the meditation?" asked Yelu Xiting.

"What I participated in was the Zen of Entering the WTO. Moreover, the birth of Zen is also not afraid of the noise of people, as long as the Buddha's mind is quiet, you can participate in Zen everywhere. ”

"However, my master said that Buddhism's Zen method is not divided into the world and is born, Confucianism is re-entered into the world, peace is opened for all generations, and Taoism is reborn, emphasizing that nothing is done without doing anything, but Buddhism is the Tao 'human law is empty'. ”

“...... My Dharma is not as good as Master Er!" the old monk closed his eyes and pondered, and sighed deeply, "In this way, I have mistaken myself, blame me for my uncertain heart, and gallop around." Persistently pursuing WTO accession, but forgetting the root of Buddhism. The donor's head is considered to have woken up the old man. ”

The old monk is also a master, after hearing the words of the master from the West Pole Buddhism in Yelu Xiting, after a little thought, he overturned the method he had participated in. This is also related to the fact that he himself has thought about it many times, but every time he has participated in meditation before, no one has discussed the level of Buddhism with him, so there has been no comparison, and there is no bystander to guide him. I can only blame the old monk and Buddha for being too high, and there is no one in this temple who can talk about the level of Buddhism. Sometimes, strengths can also become weaknesses.

"Seniors, you and I meet is Buddha's fate. Then they talked again, and they were both from the end of the world. Yelu Xiting clasped his hands into fists and said with a smile at the old monk.

"They are all from the end of the world. The old monk no longer clasped his palms, but also clasped his hands into fists.

This is the first time in the decades that he has been in meditation and he feels so close to the Dharma Zen path.