As July begins, the first thing is that the eighth-direct scholars in Chongwenguan are in full swing. Then nearly 200 people are inspecting, and the supervision team quietly leaves Beijing, including the Fanshi Ben Hotan guarding the building.

The entire department took three people away, and the Prince of Beimo was about to enter from Pingyang Pass, so the preparations that should be made were about to begin. The originally leisurely yamen became a little nervous, and there were fewer visits and chats around.

The official party without Tian Shoulou was a little deserted, and Jiang Anyi drank tea alone and had a little loneliness. Everyone in the yard was busy, and he was the only one idle person. The official from the Ministry of Food was a decoration since he took office. After Jiang Anyi took office, he did not deal with Liu Langzhong, and became a deaf ear.

Now, when Liu saw Jiang Anyi, he was very polite and was very polite. He said in a sentence: Stay away from him. Jiang Anyi doesn't want to be annoying. They often see each other when they walk, one goes left and the other goes right.

The yamen couldn't stay and the house was deserted. Fan Shiben left, and Dong'er went to the backyard to talk to Fan Qiao's companion. Shitou took Fan Zhichang and didn't know where the wild went. Without his father's restraint at home, Fan Zhichang was very playful by Shitou. Jiang Anyi was about to act like a strict teacher, otherwise how could he be worthy of Master Fan and his son?

He moved a bamboo lounge chair under the eaves to enjoy the cool air. The weeds in the corner of the courtyard grew wildly, and they were so messy that they were so chaotic that they were so nervous. Jiang Anyi didn't know where this kind of panic came from. In theory, he was very happy recently and was favored by the emperor. He became a direct bachelor of Chongwenguan. The living environment in the officialdom has also improved greatly. He kept eating and eating. However, Jiang Anyi always felt that he was not on the ground.

Master Yu is too busy, and I am afraid he has no time to solve his own doubts. Zhang Yucheng is also busy. Master Fan is not in the capital, so others can't count on him. Jiang Anyi is in his womb and arranges people who can help him relieve his emotions. He really finds a heavyweight in the capital - Master Guangming.

It just happened that tomorrow was the end of the tenth day of the day, and Jiang Anyi announced that he would go to Mingpu Temple to have incense tomorrow, and the table was full of joy. Fan Qiao wanted to pray for her husband, while Dong'er wanted to ask for a child, and Shi Tou and Fan Zhichang were even more cheering.

Jiang Anyi glared at him, took out the dignity of the teacher, and scolded: "You two know how to play all day long. If you don't finish the homework I assigned tonight, don't go to play tomorrow."

Looking at Shi Tou and Fan Zhichang's dejected look, Fan Qiao and Dong'er looked at each other and smiled.

Mingpu Temple is still crowded with people and follows the customs of the countryside. Jiang Anyi also burned incense and prayed in the Main Hall. To be ashamed, as a Buddhist guardian, he came to the temple very few times and did not know any Buddhist scriptures. However, Buddhism gave him many opportunities. Jiang Anyi bowed his head sincerely.

Fan Qiao and Dong'er also had to rejoice everywhere. Jiang Anyi told Shi Tou not to run around and follow people closely. Mingpu Temple is a royal Zen temple, so safety is not to be considered.

Jiang Anyi walked through the Great Hall and came to the right side of the Sutra Pavilion. Last time, Master Guangming brought him to his residence. Inside the corner gate was a small courtyard, and deep in the courtyard was the master's Zen room.

However, Jiang Anyi was stopped by two young monks at the corner gate and told Master Jiang Anyi that he would not see the outsiders. Jiang Anyi thought for a while, took out the guardian plaque and the three rosary beads given by Master Guangming from his arms and handed them to the monk: "I have to pay the master to see these things for Master Guangming, and whether to see or not depends on the master."

A moment later, the janitor brought back the token and looked solemnly at Yanke. In front of the Zen room, Master Guangming was wearing a gray robe and greeted him with a smile.

Watching Master Guangming share tea quietly, smelling the unique fragrance of Anlong tea at the tip of his nose, Jiang Anyi felt that his restless heart was much calmer. He was speechless when he tasted tea, and the dust in his heart was washed away by the tea water and taken away.

With a cup of tea, Master Guangming took the lead in speaking: "Mr. Hong Xin wrote a letter saying that the emperor ordered the Dezhou government to build Anlong Zen Temple. Now it is incense and has a great influence in the Jiangnan area. Mr. Hong Xin said that the donor Jiang's family contributed a lot of money and efforts, so that Lao Na would like to thank you in person when he saw you."

"Xiaoke didn't do anything. When it comes to thanking me, Xiaoke should thank Buddhism for giving me great help."

"Everything goes with fate, why do you need to be intentional; Buddha's fate is good, why do you need to be grateful?" Master Guangming said lightly, stretching out his hand to fill Jiang Anyi with tea. The words he had been in seclusion and comprehending, "The dead tree meets the dead tree, and the spring comes again; An dragon sits meditating, the opportunity comes with thunder." It seems that it is indeed the young man in front of him.

Jiang Anyi stared at the light green tea color in the teacup in front of him and asked, "Master, Xiaoke has been uneasy recently, for some reason?"

"Oh? The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently and do not cause dust." Master Guangming put his palms together and recited Master Lingxiu's visit to Master Lingxiu.

"When people are in the officialdom, dust everywhere, and if you wipe them, dust will inevitably touch your body."<

Master Guangming recited again: "The mind is a Bodhi tree, and the body is a mirror platform; the mind is always pure, where is dust contaminated?"<

Jiang Anyi smiled bitterly and said, "Master, don't beat the maneuver anymore. Xiaoke doesn't have a deep wisdom. Although he understands the truth, he cannot understand it. Please tell me all your words."

Master Guangming laughed, and the whole Zen room was brought to life by a gentle smile. A beam of sunlight shone through the window. The swaying tea fog hit the sunlight, and countless tiny particles were flying in the sunlight.

"Since the donor knows that uneasiness arises from the heart, he asks himself what he does not follow his heart."<

Jiang Anyi subconsciously stared at the flying particles and fell into deep thoughts. He got married with Dong'er. The matter was hasty and was ashamed of Xinfei. Since he passed the scholarship exam, he has been away all year round. Although his clothes are worry-free, his old mother and young sister are really worried about it. He cannot be filial to his knees. It is a pity. Since he entered the officialdom, he has made countless enemies and is highly valued by the emperor. The situation seems to have improved, but in fact, the enemy has turned the light into the dark, which is even more dangerous...<

"The tea will cool down, please use it by the donor."<

Master Guangming awakened the contemplative Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi smiled and raised his glass to drink. The light green tea poured into the cup from the small purple mud pot, which happened to be seventy-sixth of it.

"There is a saying in the sub-school: Tea is seven or eight, and it makes sense." Master Guangming put down the teapot and said slowly: "Tea has a pure mind, which is connected with the world. Leave three parts of room to keep the tea fragrance, and be like this. In life, how can everything go well? The donor is uneasy, but he is too determined to be perfect? ​​There is no gold, no one is perfect, and he follows the right path with his heart, and the dust falls without being swept away. The donor should learn this tea, leave three parts of room for himself, and naturally he will be at peace."<

"The road ahead is vast, Xiaoke doesn't know the direction, so please ask the master for advice. If it is convenient, please ask the master to see Xiaoke's face." Jiang Anyi explained his purpose.

Master Hong Xin criticized him as "a dead tree meets spring". Last time he met Master Guangming, he also made himself cautious in his words and gave him three rosary beads representing "Buddha", "Dharma" and "Meng". This time Jiang Anyi wanted to ask again.

Master Guangming looked at Jiang Anyi. The red light and dark clouds were entangled. Opportunities and dangers coexisted. The appearance of "dead trees meet spring" did not change. "Huh", Master Guangming found that there was a scar on Jiang Anyi's right eyebrow, which flew into his temples. He did not see this scar last time. This scar was revealed, making the dark clouds penetrated, and it should be filled with bad luck. However, Master Guangming flew the scar as slanted as wings, adding heroic murderous aura, and like a sword and war.

Duan Xiang had been in a long time, and Master Guangming said, "How strange," and became interested. In addition, Master Hong Xin went south to spread the Dharma smoothly. Speaking of which, the opportunity was right. This guy got the Buddhist Dharma Protector's Card and had a connection with the Buddha. Master Guangming smiled and said, "Since the donor is interested, I will take a look."<

Jiang Anyi was very happy. Even if he could get Master Guangming to see his appearance, even the emperor could not come. He immediately sat with his breath and lowered his eyes, waiting for Master Guangming to see his appearance.

After a long time, Master Guangming spoke solemnly: "The donor's appearance is quite strange, and there are many conflicts and conflicts. Lao Na has never seen such a appearance. It is foggy and dilemma everywhere. His eyes are clear and honest, but red light appears on the edge of his eyes, and loyalty and treacherous are hard to detect; his literary spirit is rich between his eyebrows, but he is tired of scars, and his civil and military fights each other; his ears are close to his brain, and he has a relationship with Buddha, and his vertical lines between his eyebrows are soaked in evil spirits, which are easy to act as extreme as a demon..."<

Master Guangming murmured like a man of his own words. Jiang Anyi was puzzled. Finally, Master Guangming sighed: "Old man is talented and knowledgeable, and cannot see the donor's face clearly. However, one thing is certain that the donor's appearance is the ultimate of 'dead trees meet spring'. Although he encounters many risks in his life, if he can hold good thoughts and act in the world, he will definitely turn bad into good luck and eventually fall on the word 'spring'. Amitabha Buddha, I am merciful."<

Jiang Anyi thanked him all over, sat quietly for a while, and was about to get up to say goodbye.

Before he could speak, Master Guangming said first: "Lao Na recently received a gift from Senior Brother Xuankong of Baixiang Temple. Reciting this sutra can gain great wisdom, increase blessings, and eliminate karma. The donor's mind is uneasy, and he is destined to be with this sutra. Regulating this sutra can subdue the demons in the heart, eliminate miscellaneous dust, and be purified by emptiness."<

As he said that, Master Guangming got up and took out two paper books from the wardrobe. One was yellow in color, and some years ago, the other was newly copied by Master Guangming. He put the old book back in the cabinet. Master Guangming held the copy he copied in his hand and said cautiously: "This book was passed down from the Western Yuezhi Kingdom. Among the 84,000 Dharmas, the Prajna Dharma is the most special. The Prajna Heart Sutra covers the essence of the meaning of "The Great Prajna". This book is not passed on without fate. I hope the donor should not be watched by it easily, nor should it be passed on to people without fate."<

Jiang Anyi stood up and bowed to the scriptures in Master Guangming's hand, took the book with both hands, carefully moved the tea away, brushed the table with his sleeves, and then put the book down.

Kneeling at the table, carefully uncovering the cover, the ink-brush small calligraphy reads "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when he practices the deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all sufferings. Sacred Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."<

Jiang Anyi's figure was trembling. This passage was very familiar. He read this passage clearly in the memory of the demon. At that time, because he had not seen the Heart Sutra of Dazheng Buddhism, he did not dare to make a statement. He was afraid that it was a heresy. According to the demons, the Yuanxuan Heart Method he practiced was derived from the Heart Sutra of Prajna and the Diamond Sutra. These two passages are classics of the Prajna Division, one deep and one broad, and they are printed and proved and communicated.<

Master Guangming found out Jiang Anyi's abnormality and asked, "Is there anything wrong with donor?"

Of course, Jiang Anyi would not say that he knew this scripture, and smiled concealedly: "Xiaoke read this Heart Sutra and felt like he met his old friend, and he felt very familiar."<

Master Guangming smiled and said, "In this way, this Heart Sutra is indeed destined to you, so good, so good."<

Jiang Anyi packed up the scriptures and stood up to say goodbye. Along the way, Jiang Anyi was in a relaxed mood. Although he still had hidden worries, there was at least one good news. The demon in his body might be a Bodhisattva, and he seemed to be really destined to be a Buddha.
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