In the midst of the mountains, a great monk wearing a robe, holding a staff and a golden bowl, was hurrying on his way.

This person is none other than Fahai.

Compared with a year ago, Fahai at this time seems to be much older, giving people a feeling of dying old age, and his breath is more restrained. Even if he was wearing a robe, he didn't look like a monk, but like an ordinary monk.

He came from Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang and went to Hangzhou Mansion.

This time, he didn't use flying spells, just like an ordinary person, he walked over step by step.

I don't know how long I walked, but the sun was about to set, and a tea pavilion appeared in front of me, and a young man was selling tea, but it seemed that it was ready to close.

Fahai stepped forward, shouted the Dharma number, and asked with a smile: "Little donor, the old man has traveled a long way and is a little thirsty, can you ask for a glass of water to drink?"

The owner of the tea pavilion was very polite, and immediately nodded and said, "Okay, master, you wait." ”

Buddhism flourished in the Dali Dynasty, and now Taoism has been completely suppressed, and among the ordinary people, people who believe in Buddhism abound. Therefore, in the face of monks, most people are very polite and polite, and when they meet Huayuan, if they have plenty of money, they will definitely give support.

Soon the owner of the tea pavilion poured a glass of water, handed it to Fahai, and also took the initiative to say: "Master, there are delicious mountain delicacies in the shop, do you want to have some?"

Fahai hesitated, he didn't rely on any mana to go to Hangzhou Mansion, he completely regarded himself as an ordinary person, and his stomach was really a little hungry at this time, so he nodded and said: "Little donor, to tell you this, Lao Wei's stomach is a little hungry." Then give me some vegetarian food. ”

"Okay, you may be seated. Come right away. "The owner of the tea pavilion was happy to authentic.

Fahai took off his monk's hat and placed it on the table with his staff before sitting down. Although it was early spring and the weather was still a little cold, he was a little hot after a day of traveling.

Soon, the owner of the tea pavilion brought two steamed buns, a plate of small pickles, and a few vegetarian dishes, and said, "Master, please use it slowly." Would you like some more wine?"

Fahai shook his head with a smile and said, "Monks should not drink alcohol, just bring me a little weak tea." ”

The owner of the tea pavilion patted his head and said, "Look at my memory." Pour you a pot of tea right away. ”

Fahai was eating, there were no other guests, and the owner of the tea pavilion was also bored, so he sat down next to him and asked, "Master, where are you from?"

"Jinshan Temple. Fahai replied.

"Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang Mansion?" the tea pavilion owner was slightly startled. This is a world-famous temple, and the people who practice in it are all highly respected monks!

Fahai nodded.

Then the owner of the tea pavilion glanced at Fahai, and said in surprise: "Master, you came from Jinshan Temple, such a long distance, I see that you are indeed spotless, and I don't want to go the same way." ”

Fahai smiled and didn't speak.

Although he came on foot, the robe on his body was not ordinary, so naturally it would not be contaminated with dust.

"Where are you going, Master?" asked the teahouse owner again.

"Qiantang. ”

"Qiantang, that's quite far away!" The owner of the tea pavilion seemed to be a talking basket, talking a lot, asking one after another.

Fahai was also very patient, without the slightest irritability, and said gently: "The end of the world is close at hand, and a thought from far and near." ”

The owner of the tea pavilion tasted this rather profound sentence, shook his head and said, "I can't understand this." But master, you have worked tirelessly to rush from Zhenjiang to Qiantang, there must be something very important, right?"

"Of course, there are heavy things. When Fahai said this, there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

At this time, the owner of the tea pavilion focused his attention on Fahai's golden bowl again, and directly held it with both hands unceremoniously, and said, "Master, this bowl of yours is really special, it is completely different from the bowls of other monks. ”

His golden bowl was held in his hand, and Fahai was not angry, but while eating in small bites, he asked with great interest, "What's the difference?"

He also thought that the owner of the tea pavilion had Huigen and would see the extraordinaryness of his golden bowl.

How do you know that after the owner of the tea pavilion took a closer look, he said with a smile: "It's very extravagant! Master, the price of your bowl shouldn't be cheap, right?"

Fahai nodded: "In the eyes of the little benefactor, there is only the rich and the rich, but in the eyes of the old man, everything is the same. Little donor, this is the greed in your heart. ”

The owner of the tea pavilion smiled: "I am not as pure-hearted as you, master. When people live in the world, they naturally want to see the rich and the noble. If I had money, I wouldn't have opened a teahouse in the wilderness, but in the city. ”

Fahai shook his head and finally stopped talking.

After a quick meal, he got up to say goodbye and continued on his way.

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Capital.

The time when the Dali Dynasty will try the spring is on the ninth, twelfth, and fifteenth day of the first month of March, and it is divided into three sessions, each three days, for a total of nine days.

Unlike the prefectural examination and the township examination, which set up test centers in each prefecture and city, there is only one place for the examination, that is, the Gongyuan in the capital, which is presided over by the Ministry of Rites. Therefore, Chunfu is also called 'Lifu'.

Spring is coming, and all the candidates who are going to take the exam are preparing with full attention, looking forward to being able to be on the gold list this time and pass the Jinshi examination.

They have been studying hard for decades, for the sake of the present day.

If you are admitted to the Jinshi, then you can jump over the dragon gate, be hired by the imperial court, and become a master from then on.

This is the common idea of most candidates, but a small number of people with lofty ideals have faint worries in the process of participating in the Spring Festival.

Recently, the situation in the world has become more and more turbulent, and the northern barbarians have increased their aggression against the Dali Dynasty, and the defense line is precarious, and the border army has suffered countless casualties. After the beginning of spring in the south, when it comes to the sowing season, the spring rains that are as expensive as oil have not come for a long time, and the land is dry, if the fields cannot be sown smoothly, I am afraid that this year will be a year of famine, and I am afraid that there will be countless starvations in the second half of the year.

What is even more uneasy for many courtiers is that His Majesty's health is getting worse and worse, and sometimes he can't even go to court. There was news in the palace that some time ago, the Son of Heaven had coughed to the point of vomiting blood, and he could only lie on the hospital bed all day, and the imperial doctors were helpless.

In this bizarre world, there are many ways to cultivate, and immortals seem ethereal to ordinary people, but they really exist.

The emperor of the human world has a very high status in the Three Realms, is protected by the heavenly court, and even has the right to 'seal the gods' and 'behead the gods'.

However, they can only accept birth, old age, sickness and death just like ordinary people, and cannot seek eternal life.

In history, there have been many emperors in the world who wanted to live forever, but none of them had a good death.

This is the rule of heaven.

The glory and wealth of the world and the cultivation of immortals are like irreconcilable contradictions.

Therefore, those who cultivate the Tao are particular about being otherworldly and far from the world. If you often mix in the red dust, it will be difficult to get rid of it.

Duan Wang Zhao Ji is a rare calligrapher and painter in a hundred years, if ordinary people can have such deep attainments in these two aspects, they have already entered the Tao, I am afraid that they are not weaker than the Yuan Infant Realm!

However, because he is a member of the royal family and a prince who will have the opportunity to sit on the throne in the future, no matter how high his calligraphy and painting attainments are, it is impossible to comprehend the way of heaven and earth.

However, everyone has a good idea, and being an immortal may not be really better than the glory and wealth of the world.

The current competition for the crown prince between Duan Wang Zhao Ji and Junwang Zhao Maid has reached the final state of the game. Maybe after the spring, the position of the crown prince will be revealed.