Chapter 53: Playing Chess

Ning Wangfu is as lively today as the New Year, the sun has not risen in the morning, as soon as the people open the door, they see the endless queue, as well as those luxury carriages that they dare not think of on weekdays, so frightened that they hurriedly closed the door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 However, it was not that they were not in place, but in the next moment, King Ning personally ordered someone to open the middle door and invite the guests from all over the world to enter.

King Ning chatted with a few leading guests at the door, and then took the lead to leave, and then the little prince of King Ning's Mansion was responsible for receiving at the door, although today is the day of the selection of Buddhist disciples in Lizhen Temple, but the discerning people also know where the true meaning of today is.

The little prince Zhu Zhu asked the porter to write down the identity of each visitor and all kinds of "Buddha gold", while coldly watching everyone's demeanor and behavior, the words of the eldest brother Zhu Qifei He has always remembered the words of the eldest brother Zhu Qifei, and he will pay attention to the behavior of various people when he has nothing to do, and carefully figure it out, in order to achieve the ability to observe people and understand the heart.

"Little Prince"

At this moment, a person dressed as a subordinate leaned on Zhu Zhu's ear and said something, Zhu Zhu's face turned from sunny to cloudy, and finally his eyes were full of gloom that could not be dispelled, but in the past few days, he has been taught by Zhu Qifei many times, and his city is deeper, at this time, after listening to the words of the next person, his face quickly changed from yin to sunny, he pondered for a moment, and then said to the porter: "Carefully write down everyone's various information according to the previous requirements, and I will go outside to take a look first." ”

Out of the gate of King Ning's mansion, he kept greeting the children of the major families who came to visit, and after crossing a street, he soon saw His Royal Highness the Prince, who was holding a red tasseled spear and followed by two servants who looked like beggars, were walking slowly.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, as soon as Weichen heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was coming, he hurriedly rushed over, and he missed the welcome, and hoped that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would forgive his sins. ”

As soon as Zhu Chenhuan saw Zhu Chenhuan, he hurriedly trotted two steps forward, clasped his hands into fists, bowed down and said.

He couldn't find fault with his words and etiquette, and Zhu Chenhuan also smiled when he saw this: "Brother Wang is too polite, don't practice such etiquette, I'm afraid that after a few days, I will return all these etiquettes." ”

Hearing Zhu Chenhuan's words, Zhu Chenhuan's pupils moved slightly, but he happened to bow his head, and no one saw the change in his expression.

"There is still half an hour, Master Huijue of Lizhen Temple is about to start the selection of Buddhist disciples, His Royal Highness the Prince, please go to the house with me, I will first introduce His Royal Highness the Prince to Master Huijue, I believe that with the ability and identity of His Royal Highness the Prince, Master Huijue will be favored by another eye. ”

Zhu Chenhuan led the way, Zhu Chenhuan naturally would not refuse, anyway, this time I came to see the so-called Master of Lizhen Temple who made the entire Shiyu Country turbulent, it is naturally better to see it early than late, not to mention that Zhu Zhujian came to greet him, which also means that the national player Lu Qingtian, who had just come out of the prison of Xiaoyao Pavilion, had played the right chess move.

Along the way, many children of the big families continued to cast their eyes, Zhu Zhu's body was straight, his eyes did not squint, and his steps were as steady as Mount Tai, and he had the ability to collapse in front of Mount Tai and remain unchanged. And Zhu Chenhuan was holding a red tassel gun, walking quite casually, and was occasionally stopped by two beggar-looking guys behind him, and the three of them inevitably had a lewd snicker, which attracted a burst of white eyes and disdain.

Entering King Ning's Mansion, under the leadership of Zhu Papers, the three of them went to the side room first.

This is an independent quiet courtyard, although it is a cold winter in the ice and snow, but the flowers bloom in the small courtyard, close your eyes and smell, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and the bento is really like the spring of a hundred flowers, giving people the illusion that winter goes to spring.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, wait a moment, I'll go talk to Master Huijue. ”

"There is Brother Lao. ”

After Zhu Zhizhi left, Zhu Chenhuan fiddled with these blooming words very casually, occasionally sniffed deeply, and then said with a smile: "This so-called master really has a hand, the big winter can make a hundred flowers bloom, I said Master Ji, you are also called a master, do you have this ability?"

Wearing a shabby sewn Buddhist robe, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, but he just shook his head and said: "The power of the four seasons makes all things grow against the odds, just to show off, which is far less pleasant than eating meat and drinking wine." ”

"Incisive!" Zhu Chenhuan said with a thumbs up.

"Fart!" Tianshan Tong Ye scolded with a smile and said, "Chenhuan boy, don't tell grandpa that you only saw the illusion of this hundred flowers blooming, but did not see where the qi to feed these flowers blooming came from, what a waste?

"Hehe, this Buddha is the Buddha of Lizhen Temple, and this nourishment is also the power of faith of believers in Lizhen Temple, that is the business of Lizhen Temple itself, what do we care about, people are a big business, and after the destruction of this temple, isn't there other temples!

Zhu Chenhuan smiled, but no longer looked at these blooming flowers, as Tianshan Tongye said, what kind of flowers are these, it is clearly the faith and Buddha heart of believers, this is the hard work of Buddhists, but for Zhu Chenhuan, this really has nothing to do with him.

If it was the previous messenger of the Pure Altar, I can't say that he would scold him, but now he doesn't cultivate Buddha or immortals, that is, all the Buddhas in the sky have disappeared, what does it have to do with himself?

"You kid, why are your eyes so bad? Are you not afraid that these words will be heard by people who believe in Buddhism, and the Buddhas in the sky will come to you for trouble?"

Saying that, the Tianshan Tong Ye also made a look, after all, there was a special monk beside them who was famous in the Three Realms.

"Ahem, Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't like to chew the root of his tongue ......" Seeing the strange gaze cast by the two, the monk coughed twice in embarrassment, but seeing that both of them looked distrustful, he couldn't help but say: "The poor monk swore to the Buddha of the West Heaven that he didn't hear anything just now." ”

"Master Daoji has the eyesight to see, the kid admires!" Zhu Chenhuan gave another thumbs up to Ji Lu, and said that Ji Ji's face was slightly red, but he didn't know that he hadn't washed his face for decades, and even if it was red, he couldn't find it.

At this moment, the closed door opened, and five so-called Lizhen Temple monks dressed in brand-new Buddhist robes finally walked out of the room.

The first person is about fifty years old, looks kind eyebrows, wide and fat, squinting and smiling can not help but make people feel close, he is wearing a cyan robe, according to the Buddha's regulations on the Buddha's robe, only the Buddha and above the Buddha can wear a robe, and the robe is divided into blue, black, magnolia three kinds, each kind of robe is exquisite, and the meaning of the one-shoulder and double-shoulder robe is very different, that is, Zhu Bajie, who became the messenger of the pure altar in the previous life, has not completely sorted out what kind of monk, what kind of level, What kind of robe should be worn on what kind of occasion.

But one thing he was sure of was that the so-called Master Huijue in front of him could wear a robe on both shoulders, and the robe was a basic blue color, so he would not be a mediocre person.

After all, the meaning of the robe on both shoulders is the four words "speaking the Buddha's teachings". The person who can preach the Buddha's teachings in a temple is either a person of great wisdom or a person who is advanced in the Dharma, and no matter which one of them, people cannot but pay attention to and respect them.

The four little monks behind Huijue looked much more ordinary, except for the fact that they were also wearing cyan robes, there was nothing special, and Zhu Chenhuan secretly used the "Hongmeng Creation Recipe" to pull the qi engine, and he also did not feel the qi of these four monks. The reason for this situation is that either the strength of these four monks is much higher than himself, or he is far lower than himself, and he has not yet reached the point where he makes himself cautious.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Huijue has seen His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Hui Jue clasped his hands together, his voice was calm and kind, he looked at Zhu Chenhuan with a smile, giving people a feeling as warm as the winter sun.

"The master is polite, it should be that the kid has seen Master Huijue. ”

Zhu Chenhuan's red tassel gun is still in his hand, he holds the gun in his left hand, and his right hand covers the back of his left hand, like the recklessness of the rivers and lakes, practicing the rough etiquette on the rivers and lakes.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very interesting. Huijue saw Zhu Chenhuan's reckless etiquette, and there was still a kind smile on his face.

Zhu Chenhuan also smiled and said, "The master is also very interesting. ”

Zhu Jian came out behind Hui Jue, and when he heard Zhu Chenhuan and Hui Jue's words, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he secretly looked at the other four monks, all of whom were also puzzled, and it was obvious that they didn't hear the words of the two.

"His Royal Highness the Prince looks strangely right, just in response to all the appearances of my Buddha, that is, the words of right and wrong, it seems that His Royal Highness the Prince Buddha has a deep fate, when the Lizhen Temple penance Buddhism, the Buddha's light in the world is the only one. ”

Huijue's voice was not low, and several people around could hear it, and the sound was like a Buddha's voice, and it spread outward from the side room, and soon the entire Ning Wangfu people heard Huijue's voice.

In the study in the backyard of King Ning's mansion.

Ning Wang Zhu Yiyun and eldest son Zhu Qifei are playing chess again, the two of them have just played to the middle of the game, the black chess and white chess on the chessboard, you have me, I have you, and they can't see the advantage and decline, it should belong to the game of five or five points of victory and defeat.

Zhu Qifei held the white chess in his hand, and was just about to fall, when he heard the voice of the monk Huijue coming from outside, the voice seemed to be weak and strong, hovering in his ears, and it did not disperse for a long time.

He raised his head suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was just about to stand up, but he heard Zhu Yiyun's calm voice sound: "After playing this move, I will go." ”

Zhu Qifei held the chess pieces in his palm, looked at the chessboard, the situation on the chessboard that was already a little clear in his eyes, at this time, it seemed to be blocked by dark clouds, it was a little turbid, sweat flowed from his forehead, and the chess pieces in his hand actually felt a little hot.

"Think about it, think about it and then fall down, your heart is already in chaos, since the last time you were frustrated, it has been in chaos. Zhu Yiyun didn't raise his head, just stared at the black and white on the chessboard, and said slowly: "What is the point of being frustrated? ”

Zhu Yiyun stopped at the point, he knew that if his youngest son Zhu Jian heard these words, he would definitely not think about it completely, and even be a little biased, but his eldest son had never let himself down.

Sure enough, the sweat on Zhu Qifei's face dried instantly, his hand holding the chess pieces clenched and loosened, released and clenched, and after repeating it back and forth three times, he finally stood up, Zhu Qifei threw the chess pieces, turned around and walked out, letting the chess pieces fall on the chessboard at will, making a crisp sound, and he did not hesitate at all.

The chess pieces have fallen, and it is time for him, the chess player, to kill the enemy dragon.