(In the new week, rush to the list, kneel and beg for a chance to add more!September 1st school starts, the traffic is chaotic, readers and book friends who have started school should be more careful, it has not been peaceful recently, and evil is rampant - I cut it!)

The stone road is not wide, and it is even narrower when there are more people, and it is crowded, which is quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, this section of the road is not long, and it does not take long to climb halfway up the mountain, and there is an open area in front of it, and there is a temple in the shade of ancient trees.

The scale of Chaoshan Temple is not large, with a main hall and two side halls. The main hall is dedicated to Buddha statues and incense, the left side hall is a kitchen, where food is served - of course, and the right side hall is where the monks of the temple stay, and there are two guest rooms for pilgrims in need - money is still required.

Stepping into the main hall, a stone shadow wall is greeted by a carved landscape, birds and insects, and the style is elegant. On the left and right, the walls are blank, which is a place for literati to write poems and lyrics.

There are many places in the resort, but not just anyone can scribble on them, they have to be famous, or the quality of the writing is high to stay on the wall. Otherwise, as soon as you finish writing, someone will brush it off.

On the right wall, there are several poems, there are seven uniques, there are seven rules, the content is still readable, that's all; on the left wall, there is a large blank space, only one line of words, the pen and ink are hearty, obviously the author drank a few glasses of wine when writing, the wine was inspired, and the dragon and snake were raised.

This handwriting alone is enough to make people admire, and it should be a master's handwriting.

The largest number of onlookers is here, which can be described as "the audience is blocked", all of them are in green shirts and scarves, polite and polite, and very engaged in appreciating the words, some people can't help but shake their heads and moan softly:

"Inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, the poem said: the bright moon sent the monk back to the ancient temple...... Good words, good yes!"

"There has been no connection for three years, which is absolute. ”

"Divide Cao Gong's great talent. ”

The mouths of the people were full of breath and amazement.

Chen Sanlang couldn't squeeze in, so he looked outside and smiled slightly: "Uncle Hua, let's go out." ”

Uncle Hua was stunned: "Young master, you have all come to the temple, how can you not bow and ask the Buddha to bless the future." ”

Chen Sanlang smiled: "There are too many people worshipping, the Buddha is very busy, and he doesn't know who to bless, we should return it to a clean one." ”

Uncle Hua listened, and his cheeks puffed up: "Young master, what he said is not serious. He insisted that he must go to the incense.

Chen Sanlang couldn't do it, so he followed him to the hall surrounded by incense.

A group of people came out of it, met on both sides, and looked at each other. Coincidentally, isn't it Qin Yushu? There are four or five people around him, all of whom are scholars from Nanyang Academy.

"Humph!"

When Qin Yushu saw Chen Sanlang, his face turned cold, and he brushed his sleeves away.

Uncle Hua sighed: "Young Master, you have offended someone. Why don't I back up the generous gift and send it over for some attention?"

Chen Sanlang waved his hand: "There is no need for this at all." ”

Uncle Hua sighed again in his heart: The young master is still young and doesn't know how to manage communication. The old man was very delicate at that time, so he could start the business.

After the incense came out, the crowd gathered under the wall continued unabated, and the atmosphere was very warm, it turned out that Qin Yushu walked to the wall, holding a pen, to face this absolute.

Qin Yushu has a wide range of friends and friends, and everyone present at this time cheered for him, and some of them touted without blushing, and the implication was nothing more than saying that "the one who can match this pair is none other than Qin Yushu".

Listening to the praise, Qin Yushu enjoyed it very much, but he couldn't help but condense his thoughts, and the one he originally thought of couldn't stand scrutiny, so he couldn't take it out at all. So I could only hold the pen, hesitate, and never fall.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed, put down his pen, rubbed his hands, and waved at the people watching around, and said with a guilty face: "It's difficult, it's too difficult, Qin's talent is sparse, and he has nowhere to put his pen, I'm really ashamed to face everyone's expectations." ”

"Alas......"

A sigh arose, and soon a friend comforted him, saying that it was not that Qin Yushu was not talented, but that Cao Gong's Shanglian was too unique.

Everyone immediately agreed, saying that even if Qin Yushu couldn't come up, but with this courage, it was enough to be proud.

This is the circle, the circle of literati. Between each other, they are accustomed to holding their feet, no matter whether the feet are smelly or dirty, anyway, holding them in their arms is their own family. One blow and one harmony, the fame rises, why not?

"Sour, sour smells, stinks, stinks!

Suddenly, a very discordant voice sounded, attracting the attention of countless people.

This is a Taoist priest, a very young Taoist priest, combing a Taoist bun and inserting a tree branch, the Taoist robe on his body is dirty, I don't know how long it has not been washed, it sticks to a layer of greasy, and even the gossip patterns on the robe are blurred.

But his face was very clean, and his eyebrows were dark and thick, like two swords.

The appearance of a Taoist priest in the temple is an unbelievable strange thing. Since ancient times, there has been no communication, each has become a portal, and the prejudice is very deep. Whether it is a Taoist priest in the temple or a monk in the Taoist temple, it means that they are going to fight each other.

No, soon two young monks rushed over when they heard the news and shouted at the Taoist priest: "Where are you from the wild Taoist priest, you dare to come to Chaoshan Temple to spread wild, go out quickly." ”

Two hundred years ago, when the Xia Yu Dynasty was first established, there were monks from the Western Regions, carrying scriptures on white horses, traveling thousands of miles, and entering the world to preach.

The Buddha opened the door of convenience, soothed the suffering of sentient beings, and talked about the reincarnation of cause and effect, which won the hearts of the people, and in less than 50 years, temples were built in many places in nine major prefectures and counties.

Since the opening of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court has always respected Buddhism, as for Taoism, which believes in the world, although it was born and raised, it has gradually been replaced by Buddhism, and its influence in the world is not as good as before.

In the eyes of the monks, they felt that they were a level higher than the Taoist priests. Taoist priests don't quit meat, they can still marry wives, they are very lazy, what kind of sect is it?

The two young monks were unceremonious, and reached out to push the Taoist priest to drive him out. Unexpectedly, his face turned red, and the other party seemed to have taken root, and he didn't move at all.

"Demon Dao, you wait ......"

The monk knew that something was wrong, so he left a cruel word and ran to the backyard to move the rescuers. But somehow, the rescuers were not seen for a long time.

"It's boring. ”

After waiting for a while, the young Taoist priest shrugged his shoulders very tastelessly, swaggered out of the monastery, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"This mad Taoist. ”

A gentleman scolded stupidly.

Feeling that his face was damaged, Qin Yushu was in a very bad mood, and he didn't want to stay in the temple anymore, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Sanlang standing there, with a smile on his face, looking like he was watching the excitement, Qin Yushu felt even more aggrieved, and there was nowhere to express his resentment, and he said: "Chen Daoyuan, you can't even take the Tongsheng test, do you want to come to the right pair? ”

was trained for no reason, Chen Sanlang was not to be outdone: "Senior Qin, you are a student of Nanyang Academy, and I haven't seen you face you." ”

was poked in the sore spot, Qin Yushu almost jumped up, ignoring the superficial etiquette, and pointed at Chen Sanlang and scolded: "You ungrateful guy, you dare to contradict it!"

Chen Sanlang laughed: "Senior Qin, what is benevolence and righteousness when you accept money as a guarantee? Before you look down on people and teach people indiscriminately, think about it carefully, you are not my anyone." Don't be ashamed of your face, and if you are slapped in the face, don't be afraid of pain. ”

"You. ”

Qin Yushu was angry, he was good at reading poetry and books, but in terms of argumentation, he was weak and had little experience. If you are really forced to be rude, you can sweep the floor.

However, the friends around him didn't do it, and soon learned Chen Sanlang's identity and origin from the mouths of people who knew the situation, and they were surging one by one, and they wanted to drown this Chen Sanlang, who didn't understand the rules of the circle, with saliva foam.

The so-called verbal criticism and writing, a three-inch tongue that is not rotten, is also very powerful, not to mention that there are so many mouths and so many tongues, and Chen Sanlang is not given any chance to refute at all.

The overwhelming criticism stunned Uncle Hua: I thought this is bad, the young master can't take off his skin if he wants to get out?

Some scholars from rich backgrounds, all followed by scholars and servants, saw this and began to roll their sleeves, gearing up, as long as the master gave an order, they would pounce on them and teach Chen Sanlang a good lesson.

"Bitter!"

The big thing is not good, Uncle Hua took a look at the young master's bamboo pole figure, and then looked at his old bones, no matter how he weighed it, he would definitely not be someone's opponent. I really didn't expect to come to the temple to worship a stick of incense, but it caused a huge turmoil.

"Young master, you run first, I'll block the door. ”

whispered in Chen Sanlang's ear, asking him to go first.

Chen Sanlang raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and didn't speak, and suddenly strode up and walked to the wall.

A wooden table was erected in front of the wall, on which were placed the four treasures of the study, which had been prepared for Qin Yushu, but he had never put down the pen and ink, and the pen was left there, and the tip of the pen was still thick.

Chen Sanlang reached out to pick up the pen, held it very steadily, and without thinking at all, he picked up the pen and wrote on the blank space on the wall:

"Two trees into a forest, the forest is forbidden, and the clouds are forbidden: the axe enters the mountain forest in time. ”

This is a line of regular script, every word is written properly, the pen and ink are very thick, and it is very spiritual. and the upper couplet of Cao Gong is close to each other, echoing each other, and it seems that it is a complete pair:

Shanglian: inch of land for the temple, the temple next to the poem, the poem says: the bright moon sends the monk back to the ancient temple;

It's a perfect match, and it's seamless.

Chen Sanlang faced Cao Gong's absoluteness.

This is something that many scholars and scholars present did not expect to be born, it was purely an accident, and they were a little stunned for a moment, silent, stupidly looking at the two lines of words on the wall, all kinds of tastes came to their hearts, and they generally felt uncomfortable.

Divide the name of Cao, the ancient temple absolutely, this is a big reason why many literati come to Chaoshan Temple, and over time, it has gradually become a habit. Many scholars and scholars have a hope in their hearts, hoping that they can be matched, and then become famous, and even be favored by the Duke of Fencao, and embark on a bright future.

But now, being absolutely on the right is tantamount to disappointed hopes, how can people not feel lost? What is even more unacceptable is that it is Chen Sanlang who is absolutely right......

"Huh, what about people?"

Someone woke up for a moment, but Chen Sanlang, who was now writing and ink, was no longer visible and went out of the temple.

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