Xu Fengnian and his group came to the foot of the mountain. There were 1,008 steps. After getting off the horse, Zhang Longjing introduced that there was another worry-free road on this incense-burning road. No matter how much pilgrims are tired, they would not be tired after walking this mountain road. However, Zhang Longjing smiled and said, "If you want me to see, you are tired and you can't take care of it even if you have any worries." After hearing this, Xu Fengnian smiled slightly, and Zhang Longjing then sighed: "Get from Yang to destroy Buddhism, it is a thousand-year-old ancient temple. Now it has been occupied by a Taoist priest who is very close to the government. At this time, all the monks in the temple ran away. At that time, the Taoist priest led the officers and soldiers to

The temple was enshrined, but the monks in the temple could not even take away an ancient book. The county magistrates in our county did not admire Huang Lao. In the early years, even the nickname was related to Buddhism. The poems and lyrics of Wenlin were all signed by the 'Zen Old Man'. This time, the imperial court ordered them to become a devout believer, and the nickname was also changed to a 'pure old man'. It is said that he had successfully established a relationship with Wu Lingsu, a great man in the capital. Last year, he was able to get a unique 'top' in the political performance evaluation of the governor. Soon, there were rumors that he would go to the Ministry of Rites in the capital to be a high-ranking official."

Xu Fengnian, who was walking with his horse, frowned and said, "Is there a stone yard in front of the mountain gate, with the inscription "The Buddha is in the present"?"

Zhang Longjing nodded and smiled, "The prince is really knowledgeable. There was indeed a stone yard before. The inscription and couplet were even more from the hands of the great sage of calligraphy in the previous dynasty. It was a first-class good thing. Unfortunately, the Taoist priest occupied the territory this time, and I don't know who was the reason, so he pushed it to the stone yard. The prince couldn't see it this time."

Xu Fengnian sighed and said helplessly: "Xu Xiao had some stories here back then. This time he passed by Wucai County, and he happened to be on the way. He thought about whether he could try his luck and meet the old monk who once asked Xu Xiao to 'put down the butcher's knife'. Forget it, let's go back."

Zhang Longjing sighed: "Is there such a thing? What a pity. I knew I would have added tens of thousands of taels of spice oil to Hanshan Temple back then."

Xu Fengnian laughed it off and returned on the same road. However, there were vague lights on the roadside in the distance. This was a scene that was not seen when I passed by before. The old spy Song Shanshui was instinctive and immediately became alert, but he quickly felt relieved. Not to mention that the prince was one of the four great masters of Wu Ping standing at the top of the rivers and lakes. Who dared to provoke Commander Yuan and Xu Yanbing, who acted as a personal entourage? Even if these two masters were taken out alone, your court would probably have no shame to come and say hello if you don’t send out seven or eight hundred soldiers? Xu Fengnian has always

He had the talent to remember. He glanced at the swaying lights, and there was a dilapidated land temple at the forks of the road. He slowed down the horse's hooves. He saw an old man wearing a worn-out hat standing by the roadside, holding an oil lamp in his hand, and a sleepy child next to him, and also wearing a worthless fur hat. Yuan Zuozong felt relieved. He thought he was a hidden paradise. Now, looking at the air carefully, he was just an ordinary old man in the evening, but his body was slightly stronger than his peers.

Xu Fengnian did not dismount, leaned forward, and asked in a gentle tone: "Is there anything wrong with this father-in-law?"

The old man was old after all, his eyes were not very good, and it was in the darkness again, so he raised the oil lamp high and smiled, "Is the young master's surname Xu?"

Xu Fengnian was stunned and asked back, "Is my father-in-law an old man from Hanshan Temple?"

The old man smiled and nodded.

Xu Fengnian quickly dismounted in the surprise of Zhang Longjing and Song Shanshui, came to the old man and child, took out a Buddhist scripture carefully wrapped in silk cloth from his arms, and said, "The master lent this Buddhist scripture to my father back then, and has now borrowed it for nearly twenty years, so it is time to return it to the original owner."

The old man was not polite, took the Buddhist scriptures, and then said a common saying that disappointed Zhang Longjing. The old man held a lantern in one hand and touched the hat of the child beside him with the other, and asked with a smile: "Can Donor Xu give me a few taels of silver? Today, there are no grains of rice in the rice jar."

Xu Fengnian was suddenly in a dilemma. The Iron Cavalry of Beiliang went south and lacked nothing, but this irrelevant yellow and white thing. Zhang Longjing, the God of Wealth of Wucai County, was even more stunned. He was not the kind of nouveau riche who wanted to go out and wore gold. Even if he played with jade pieces, he would not be able to see it. This time, the brocade night tour would certainly not carry gold and silver. Fortunately, the old spy took out a few taels of silver from his body. After Xu Fengnian took it, he handed it over to the old monk Hanshan Temple who had a leather hat on his head to keep warm. To be precise, he was the old host of the famous Jiangnan temple. The old monk did not have the concern that ordinary monks would not stick to money with both hands. He put it into his sleeves with some unconcealed smile. The young monk next to the old man smiled even more. With silver, there would be firewood, rice, oil and salt, and he could not starve. How could he be unhappy?

After the old monk put away the silver, he sighed: "The court has an order. All the people in the Central Plains cannot allow monks in temples and monks, and Hanshan Temple is no exception. Some people have returned to secular places and travel far away. I also thought that I would beg for alms in the northwest. But I was too old and had this newly acquired disciple around me. I was really young and had weak feet like me. This was delayed. Later, I thought that it doesn't matter whether I go to Beiliang or not. When I arrived in Beiliang, it was just an old monk who could settle down. If I didn't go to Beiliang, I would say that I could give more people with destiny and a place of peace of mind."

Xu Fengnian said sincerely: "Master, I can send someone to send your master and disciple to Beiliang. When the world is more peaceful, as long as the master wants to return to the Central Plains at that time, Beiliang will definitely escort the master to travel."

The old monk smiled and shook his head and said, "Don't have to go through such a lot of trouble. Don't force it wherever the Buddha's fate is."

Xu Fengnian did not force it, and knew that it would not be possible to force it, so he could only smile and said, "My father often mentions the master and says that the master is a monk who has truly achieved enlightenment with great Buddhist teachings. He admires it very much."

The old monk laughed, "The donor Xu is lying. Although he only meets one time, how can I not know the donor Xu's temper? It would be great if I can't call me an ignorant old bald donkey."

Xu Fengnian was speechless, not saying what he thought, Xu Xiao did indeed mention the old monk in Hanshan Temple, and he would call him an old bald donkey, and privately gave the old host the nickname "Bullshit Sword Monk". When Xu Fengnian was young, he heard from his mother that Monk Faxian was born in a wealthy family and served as a member of the Ministry of Personnel in Western Chu. After resigning from office and hanging seals, he entered the Taoist sect first. However, he did not practice in the famous mountain temple, but chose a remote hill to build a hut and live in seclusion for many years. Later, for some reason, he converted to Buddhism. It is said that he had a debate with Hanshan Temple to take office, which was inexplicably just in the eyes of the world.

He became the host. When the Xu family cavalry galloped across the Central Plains, the horse's hooves passed by, and the war continued. Not to mention that the people were afraid of the Liaodong tiger from the northeast, even the generals of the army in the Central Plains would be afraid of the tiger. Only Monk Faxian ran to the Xu family's military camp alone with a Buddhist scripture, asking the people who were in the peak of their lives to slaughter Xu Xiao. If it weren't for Wu Su's stopping, the monk would not have to say that the head fell to the ground, and he would have to serve him. With a wife staring at him, Xu Xiao had to pinch his nose and take the Buddhist scripture, talk absent-mindedly to the monk and chat with the chicken and duck, and then he would have someone to give him a gift to the camp.

Zhang Longjing was able to be Zhang Shoufu of Wucai County, and he was a wealthy man in a state. He was so slick, saying, "Master, there are many people in my family who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name. I need to do a few Buddhist rituals recently..."

After waiting patiently for Zhang Longjing to finish his speech, the old monk then slowly said: "The donor is kind to me, but I am sorry that what I did at the donor's house is not a Buddhist ceremony."

Just when Zhang Longjing thought the matter was completely ruined, he never thought that the old monk changed his tone and said with a smile: "If you don't go there, you still have to go there. What if you meet someone who is destined to do?"

Yuan Zuozong and Xu Yanbing looked at each other.

Xu Fengnian was not surprised at this and said sincerely: "The reason for the destruction of Buddhism in the court this time is complicated. I won't say such bad things, but I really hope that the master can teach more people Buddhism."

The old monk who struggled to carry the lantern changed his hand and held the oil lamp and said calmly: "It is one thing for me to say not to talk about Buddhism, it is another thing for me to say how many people I listen to Buddhism, and it is another thing for me to listen to Buddhism. In this world, there are Buddhist temples, Buddha statues, Buddhist scriptures, monks, even Buddhas, and Western Heaven, are not the most important things."

The old monk paused for a moment and looked at the young man in front of him, "I only look at the hearts of sentient beings, whether there is a small inch of land to put the Dharma in place. The Dharma is there, the temple is there, the monk is there, and the Buddha is there. Without the Dharma, even if all sentient beings in the world are monks, what's the benefit?"

Xu Fengnian nodded.

The old monk said is a bit big, but as long as the great truth is given to people, it is the true truth. The old monk's mouth puts Buddhism in a square place is a habitat between great and extremely small. Xu Fengnian used to hate the scholars who talked loudly and were tired of the fortune tellers who were making words and fortune tellers. Looking back now, it is probably because they can't stand the words that are not real, especially the former, who knows the truth but does not know why. It seems that I have already told you anyway, and what will happen next is your business. When it was the prince's prince, Xu Fengnian said to the so-called

The literati and civil servants have a lot of opinions, but before and after the inheritance, even if they had not experienced much pleasure in entering Beijing twice, their impression of scholars in Liyang was getting better and better. Among them were Wang Jijiu, Huang Shang, Han Guzi, Qi Yanglong, etc. These were big figures who were not blindly hostile to Beiliang. Of course, there were Zhang Julu and Huan Wen, the temple pillars who had always had the desire to reduce the vassals of Beiliang. Then Xu Fengnian began to think about a question: Should young scholars become older and more experienced, they could still grow into pillars of the court that deserved anyone's admiration, where is the character of a country?

Monk Faxian glanced at the people around Xu Fengnian, restrained his warm smile, and asked indifferently: "Master Xu, Beiliang has risen up, are you determined to rebel?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Don't rebel."

The old monk, who was wearing a fur hat but not a cassock, said in surprise and continued to ask: "Is this the prince who is the order to quell the rebellion?"

Xu Fengnian still shook his head and said, "There are imperial edicts in Tai'an City, but I definitely can't see them. Perhaps Cai Nan, the governor of Lianghuai Road, who is ill in bed, and Han Lin, the governor of the Lianghuai Road, have received the imperial edict."

The old monk frowned and asked, "Then Guangling Road needs the Beiliang cavalry to help the imperial army quell the rebellion?"

Xu Fengnian continued to shake his head and said, "No. If necessary, I will not be 10,000 Northern Liang cavalry behind me, and at least 20,000 Youzhou infantry."

After the conversation came here, Yuan Zuozong narrowed his eyes and had a deep murderous intent.

After saying oh, the old monk asked three questions in succession: "Is Beiliang in Liyang territory? Are the people of Beiliang people in Liyang? Are the border troops of Beiliang Liyang?"

Xu Fengnian nodded expressionlessly and said, "All of them."

The old monk holding the oil lamp stood in the night, silent for a long time, and asked, "Do you dare to ask the King of Beiliang and the three emperors of Li Yang, if there is any tyrant monarch?"

Xu Fengnian smiled, "Not only does not, but regardless of the personal grievances between Xu and Zhao, fairly speaking, the three emperors of Liyang and Zhao Shi are among the few wise emperors in history books. Zhao Lixiong is talented and talented, but he is better than the founding emperor of Liyang. Zhao Dun's diligence in governance and tolerance are rare in a thousand years. Zhao Zhuan's ambitions are lofty, but he has no suspicion of being inferior to his masters. He gives him ten years of peace and peace, and the world will be peaceful."

The old monk sneered, then suddenly his smile disappeared, and he said heavily: "What a strange thing!"

Xu Fengnian put his hands on his sleeve and said slowly, "Master, you must be wondering why, as a survivor of Western Chu, as a monk who had to live in the land temple at the foot of the mountain, can still look at the current world with peace of mind, why, as the dignified king of the northwest vassal state, would you lead troops south for your own personal gain?"

The old monk stared at the young man, looking at his eyes without looking at his face, "Does the prince have any hidden secrets?"

Xu Fengnian laughed at herself and said, "Yes, but for everyone, it's not worth mentioning."

The old monk gently lifted the oil lamp in his hand, "It's really not worth mentioning? I am old and stupid. If I don't pick up the oil lamp, I can't recognize the road, I can't see people, and I can't see you. Isn't it also worth mentioning? Maybe everyone in the world is, but I'm not right now."

Xu Fengnian wanted to speak but stopped.

The old monk seemed to be muttering to himself: "This world is very strange. In the barren land of Beiliang, the tiger and wolf army under the Xu family had to be guarded by Xu Xiao to shock Beimang. Otherwise, even Gu Jiantang could not defend it. At the same time, the reduction of the vassal was the general trend. If the Xu family luckily defeated Beimang, it would be difficult to ascend to heaven. No matter how you serve two of the Kings of Beiliang, it would be difficult to guarantee that those confidant generals who were directly conscientious in the fire and wanted to be the minister of the dragon to support the dragon. Therefore, the emperor of the Zhaoshi in Liyang was very embarrassed against Beiliang and the Xu family. He was the emperor, but he could only let civil and military officials and scholars scold him. But the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang could only be the surname Xu, and could not be beaten. Later, a scholar named Zhang became a high-ranking official and came up with a way to let Beiliang and Beimang consume each other, preferably a death-death battle."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Yes, in the eyes of the court, it's just a dog biting a dog."

The old monk glanced at the young vassal king.

Xu Fengnian said frankly: "If my Xu family is implicated by the imperial court, I will accept it, and Xu Xiao will accept it."

The old monk began to remain silent.

Xu Fengnian stood there, a little dazed, "I took a step back and said that it was my Xu family who caused the Northern Liang border army to die generously, but it was unable to show its courage. I also recognize it."

A young vassal king and an elderly monk, both sides talked about this step. The old spy subconsciously reached out and pressed the scallop at his waist, but Yuan Zuozong gently pressed the old spy's arm and shook his head at the old man who showed anger.
Chapter completed!