After hearing Lu Xu's suggestion, the people in the room had different expressions. Some were melon-eating people, and they were just waiting to watch the show. Some frowned and noticed that Lu Xu's move was a bit villainous. Ten people fought against one person, which was unfair. Some were like Lu Xu, who couldn't stand Xu You mingling in the elegant gatherings as a commoner, and stayed on the third floor on the same level as them. He had the intention of humiliating him and immediately applauded and shouted.

Zhang Zihua hesitated for a moment, and before he made a decision, a follower quietly walked in and reported: "The emperor of Dade Temple, Zhu Fayan, Tianshi, Du Mingyu, the priest of Yangzhou, has arrived downstairs!"

Zhang Zihuateng stood up, looked around and smiled, "I'm finally here, everyone will greet me!"

Xu You lowered his head, and an unpredictable smile flashed in his eyes. Last night, he asked Dong Xie to find out where Du Mingyu was staying, and then arranged for Shan Zong to secretly give him a gift, hoping that he could use it today.

Xu You knows not much about Du Mingyu, but at a critical moment, he endured humiliation and finally got what he wanted. He replaced Du Jingzhi as the priest in Yangzhou Zhi. He should not be so easy to admit defeat. As long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely make an appropriate counterattack in the face of Buddhism's step-by-step pressing!

Zhu Fayan and Du Mingyu walked into Yushilou side by side, with two people behind him, as if they had agreed, and no one was suppressing each other. Zhang Zihua and Zhu Fayan were very familiar with each other, and they couldn't help but smile when they greeted each other. He listened to the words that the two often had contacts in Jinling and had a good relationship. No matter how they were, they were not distant to Du Mingyu. The relationship between Zhang and Tianshidao has always been good. Although Du Jingzhi's destruction occurred, Sun Guan adjusted his strategy in time and actively communicated with various families in Yangzhou. At present, Zhang Zihua did not neglect Du Mingyu because of Zhu Fayan.

During the rain, there were many people gathered on the three floors inside and outside the building, in the hall, at the railings, and at the entrance of the stairs. They are the most promising seeds of study in Yangzhou today, either believing in Buddhism, Taoism, or believing in Confucianism, or only believing in fame and fortune. But at this moment, their beliefs are no longer important. What is important is that they witnessed the last period of harmonious coexistence between the three families of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in Yangzhou, even if this harmony is just the so-called superficial article and the vain and condemnation between people's hearts.

"That's all the wine..."

"People say they are all offering wine with beautiful postures and good looks, and they are indeed well-known."

"Since ancient times, there were many handsome men with surnames in the capital, and the ancients did not deceive me!"

"How about it compared to Gu Fujun?"

"Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums are good at playing..."

"Otherwise, in my opinion, everyone will be offering wine and Qingqi, and Gu Fujun is so refreshing. Compared with the two, Gu Fujun is better!"

"So what about Master Zhu?"

"This... let's discuss other things, such as will Master Zhu and Du Jijiu argue with each other in today's Ya Ji?"

Zhang Zihua was in the middle, Zhu Fayan and Du Mingyu stood on the left and right, and the three of them were talking along the wooden ladder, laughing from time to time, and others seemed to be kind. Xu You stayed in the crowd, he was a little bit of a little bit, and he was not qualified to go forward and looked at Zhu secretly. Du Mingyu was as handsome as everyone was talking about, with a handsome appearance and graceful demeanor. I don’t know if it was because of practicing the Taoist ritual of the Heavenly Master, but his behavior was a bit of a distant fairy spirit. Zhu Fayan seemed old, skinny, with brows hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were as turbid as mud and water just dripped in the rain, without the slightest elegance of a Taoist monk.

Just because of his appearance, Du Mingyu killed Zhu Fayan instantly, but the most unreliable thing in the world is appearance. Zhu Fayan, as Zhu Daorong's great disciple, has a high position in the Buddhist sect of Chu State, and is also responsible for the important task of spreading the Dharma in Yangzhou and fighting with Tianshidao head-on. How could he be an easy person?

People should not behave like a person. Xu You recited it silently in his belly, and then looked at the two monks following Zhu Fayan. There was no handsome guy he met that day. Oh, what did the Winter Solstice say? Zhu... Wulu, yes, Zhu Wulu!

Xu You originally thought that Zhu Fayan would bring Zhu Wulu to the world or to get some connections, but he didn't expect that he would only bring two unknown monks, one old and one strong.

He didn't know if it was a pity or a sigh of relief, but Zhu Wulu's smile came to his mind again and couldn't get rid of it.

After going up to the third floor, Zhang Zihua did not return to the previous small room and took everyone to a hall on the north side. It can accommodate thirty or forty people, with three sides transparent, and enjoy the wonders of Gushan and Qiantang Lake. It is the best place to see the scenery in the Yushi Building.

Taking the seats one by one, Zhang Zihua pointed at Lu Xu and asked with a smile: "Saturday, do you recognize this son?"

Zhu Fayan raised his drooping eyelids, squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Xu, shook his head and said, "I don't recognize it!"

"Oh?" Zhang Zihua suddenly rose and said, "I heard that the master is very proud of his understanding of people. Today, can I give me some advice? Look at this boy, will he be more valuable in the future?"

"The great master Zhengxian is knowledgeable and everyone in the world knows it. How can monks need to talk too much?"

Zhang Zihua waved her hand, leaned against the soft embroidered pillow, and smiled wildly, "My reputation was deceived, so I can't be true."

Lu Hui sat down, his face filled with smiles, and said with a slight interest: "Listen to Da Zhongzheng's words, it seems that there is something interesting, so why not say it out and let everyone listen."

"Okay!" Zhang Zihua saw that everyone was looking forward to it, and gave Lu Hui a face, and said, "Then I will talk to everyone!" He sat upright and said, "One year in Jinling, I went to the foot of the North Mountain to visit a spring trip. When I arrived at the foot of the North Mountain, I saw a man with barefoots, sweating profusely, and farming on the field. He pointed and said, "This is a noble man with a dragon and a tiger on his back!'. Everyone didn't believe it, and went forward and saw that it was the old man of the King of Changsha... Later, after the promotion of this matter by the King of Changsha, people in the world thought that I was good at understanding, but in fact it was not!"

The people in the room heard it carefully, and it was silent. Zhang Zihua paused, as if he had remembered the past, and his eyes showed a bit of cunning that only naughty boys could have, and said, "The reason I recognize the King of Changsha is because he put a puffin fan on his waist. On the fan are four words written by me, "House with the Ancients". So I learned!"

Zhu Fayan did not make a sound, but served an elderly monk next to him and said with a smile: "It turns out that Da Zhongzheng has a good relationship with the King of Changsha..."

"Rareless!" Du Mingyu picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and the middle-aged Taoist priest standing behind him immediately scolded: "What are you thinking? Are you implicitly sarcastic about the orthodox family of Dazhong?"

The old monk said: "Those who speak are unintentional, and those who listen are intentional. The King of Changsha passed away two years ago. Where did I get the secret of the sarcasm? It's just that my heart has not moved, but the layman's heart has already moved!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was speechless and secretly looked at Du Mingyu, his eyes wide open and fearful. Du Mingyu didn't raise his head and still drank tea. It seemed that the tea in the cup attracted him more than all the people and things around him.

The royal family and court officials were never a big deal in Chu State. From the crown prince to the prince, they almost had close contact with the court. An Zidao turned a blind eye and rarely asked about it. But Changsha King An Ziyi was different. He was An Zidao's brother. When he was young, he had an open and secret battle with An Zidao for the throne. Later, An Zidao inherited the throne, and An Ziyi bowed his head and surrendered to the court. He did not go out easily, nor did he visit friends. He almost lived a life of isolation until his death.

The old monk may be really unintentional, but such words are always a taboo. It would be better not to mention them. Besides, if the King of Changsha had not died, it would no longer be an obstacle and a thorn in his eyes, and the crime of making friends with court officials was spread to An Zidao, Zhang Zihua's career would probably be in danger.

Xu You heard He Ru talk about the Buddhist Taoist Reshen in Tai Chi Hall, and the Tianshi Taoist was defeated. Today, he saw that the Buddhist sect was much more straightforward than the Taoist sect. The old monk beat the maneuver, and the middle-aged Taoist priest would have no power to fight back, and the superiority was judged immediately!

It seems that Sun Guan has been focusing on making money over the years, but he has forgotten to train his disciples in the art of language and debate methods. He must understand that the essence of preaching is a kind of spiritual brainwashing. Without eloquence, he cannot be convinced. How can he be convinced? If he is not convinced, he will be discouraged. How can he compete with Buddhism for territory and people?

Zhang Zihua didn't think about the argument between the two. If they were careful to be so taboo, this official would be boring. It would be better to quit and explain: "The King of Changsha has not been concerned about the world for decades, let alone making good friends with court officials. I have never met him. This Pu Kui was transported to Jinling for sale by my fellow villager, but I had no way to sell it. I couldn't sell it for three or five in a day. In the end, I didn't even have the money to go home. I had no choice but to ask for it in front of my door. Thinking of the friendship between my fellow countrymen, I couldn't stand it and refused to save it, so I found it.

Yuan Can, Minister Yuan, held a puff fan in his hand when he went to the court and the court. Within three days, it immediately became popular in Kyoto. Everyone rushed to buy it. My villager made enough money and gave it to me the last hand. The fan exuded the leaves of puffy, and the workmanship was simple and ancient, which was also adorable. Who knew that as soon as I wrote the four words "House with the Ancients", he ran to the door with a sad face and said that the King of Changsha also wanted to buy a fan, but he had no spare goods in his hand. After thinking about it, he had to beg me to hand in this work..."

Gu Yun stroked his hands and said, "So that's it! Although Da Zhongzheng did not know the King of Changsha, he recognized this puff fan. Therefore, he concluded that this farmer was extremely valuable. This is the so-called reputation he had deceived!"

Zhang Zihua laughed and said, "That's right! Everyone says that I am good at learning, but I don't know how it tastes so good! Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed with Da Zhongzheng. Although Zhang Zihua said it interestingly, he could only listen to it as an anecdote for celebrities. As he said, it should not be true.

After the laughter stopped, Zhang Zihua said again: "The master is proficient in the spiritual world and is much better than Mr. Nan Guo, who is just a mess. Let's take this as an example to give me some advice!"

Zhu Fayan refused and said, "Great and righteous, humble, then, the monk is ugly!" He opened his eyes again, looked at Lu Xu for a moment, and said, "The appearance of the spirit can be seen in people, regardless of flesh, bone, or appearance. Tao can produce shape, but the shape cannot produce Tao. The appearance of the flesh and bone is the shape, and only the spirit is the ultimate way to observe people. This man is as bright as the sun, and his spirit is clear and spiritual, so he is naturally a noble person!"
Chapter completed!