"Your Majesty also asks Mijin..." Kong Yinzhi bowed and said piously. Since he had decided to be the second saint, then work hard to do that. He is half-hearted, I am afraid that the emperor will look down on him.

"Well, it's great. The Qing family should pay more attention to the new interpretation of the word "Confucian". You might as well consider this matter more. After you have some experience, come and see me." Yang Jie taught Kong Yinzhi as an expert.

"I thank Your Majesty for your advice." Kong Yinzhi said devoutly. After saying that, he thanked him and left, and went back to examine the emperor's words.

...

Yuanwu entered the palace again. Last time he came out of the palace, he was disheartened and extremely depressed, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, things turned around again. The emperor told him to go to the palace to preach when he was free. Yuanwu calmed down and thought hard for many days, and also had some experience and was ready to enter the palace again. Since the emperor told him to enter the palace when he was free, he naturally could not give up this opportunity. In the past, he had to go to the palace and spend his time.

Yang Jie thought about Kong Yinzhi for a while and felt that he was more tired than Kong Yinzhi. He wanted Shuo to create a saint! He was definitely more tired than the one who was created by Shuo.

"Your Majesty, Master Yuanwu is asking for a meeting." Wang Chengen reported that this time, he did not stop the monk. As soon as the monk came, Wang Chengen came to report that he would naturally value the person the emperor wanted to meet.

"Oh, Yuanwu? That monk? See you?" Yang Jie was still considering Kong Yinzhi's affairs just now. When he saw the monk coming again, he stopped thinking about Kong Yinzhi's affairs and prepared to meet the old monk.

"Amitabha, I will see Your Majesty." This time, Mr. Yuanwu did not kneel down and kowtow, but just performed a monk's ceremony. The old monk also figured out that the affairs of Buddhism were not something he could change if he wanted the emperor to change. The decision of all this was all with the emperor. If the emperor wanted to use his Buddhism, it would be easy to say. If the emperor didn't want to use it and didn't like it, he would say a thousand sentences and recite the Buddha ten thousand times. After thinking about this, his mentality gradually became calm. He could not force it to obtain what the Buddhist should obtain, but not what the Buddhist should obtain.

"Master is not a gift." Yang Jing put down the pen in his hand and said. Yang Jing carefully looked at this old gentleman, and was much more peaceful than last time. This time he looked like a Taoist monk.

"Amitabha, thank you Your Majesty!" The old monk said another word, and he was very calm and composed.

"Master came to see me, is there something wrong?" Yang Jinge asked.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty ordered me to come, and I came..." Lao He said.

"Hahaha..." Yang Jie laughed. This old monk was quite good at speaking.

"...It's true,... I have some questions, but I want to ask the master." Yang Jing asked. Since he asked me, I'll find a topic to talk about.

"Amitabha, I know everything I know, and I will speak." The old monk said calmly.

"Have the master heard of "Journey to the West"?" Yang Jie began to chat with this old monk. To be honest, Yang Jie did not have a good impression of this old monk, nor did he feel too disgusted. He just couldn't get along with the Buddhist facts. Now he has just received some favors from this old monk and is still in love.

"Amitabha, I'm asking about the novel of folk entertainment?" The old monk was stunned for a moment, but quickly replied to his calm mind and immediately replied that the emperor's question was a bit tricky. The old monk knew that the emperor didn't like his Buddhism very much. Although he gave him the chance to see him again, he might not change his attitude towards him.

"Yes, I'm asking this." Yang Jinge asked.

"Amitabha, I have some knowledge about it when I report to Your Majesty. Although it is not my Buddhist scriptures, it also means that my Buddhist scriptures and propaganda is promoted. I don't know what your Majesty is going to ask?" The old monk gradually calmed down and said.

"I want to ask, is there any Western Heaven? Can you really see the Buddha when you go west?" Yang Jing asked randomly. There is really nothing to say to the old monk, just chatting.

The old monk was ashamed and felt a little rippled in his heart. Judging from the emperor's words, I am afraid that the emperor's impression of Buddhism would not be so good.

"Amitabha, I'll tell you that this is a folk saying of entertainment and entertainment. It's different from my Buddhism. The entertainment in the book cannot be real." The old monk also had a little temper and thought that the emperor was just a dissertation.

"Haha, does that master know about "The Record of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty"?" Yang Jie asked again, and this time he was talking nonsense.

"Amitabha, after reporting to Your Majesty, you will naturally know that this is written by Master Sanzang, my Buddhist Master Sanzang, and Master Sanzang is an eminent monk of my Buddhist. This book says that Master Sanzang went to the Western Regions to seek Dharma." The old monk explained.

"Well, I want to ask, how much do Buddhism know about the origin of this Buddha now? Is there any news from there now? Can I still contact there now?" Yang Jing asked with a smile. This was just a casual question from Yang Jing.

"Uh,...Amitabha..., this,..." The old monk was instantly asked by the emperor, and the eminent monk's airs were gone after the emperor's question.

"...Reporting to Your Majesty, there is little knowledge, and there is basically no news..." The old monk answered truthfully.

"Oh, why?" Yang Jing continued to ask casually.

"...uh, Amitabha, this..." The old monk was even more speechless. How would he ask him to answer? It made him feel even more ashamed. As a Buddhist and a Buddhist monk, he knew very little about the origin of the Buddha. He had basically no news and was really shameless. Everything was about the roots, and he couldn't figure out the roots of this Buddhist sect, which was like a rootless duckweed.
Chapter completed!