Spring goes and summer comes, and annoying cicadas ring.

Pedestrians passed by on the official road, in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an, the noisy shafts, and the voices were heard to the tea shops on the side of the road, and the noise was filled with noise. The bandits in the rivers and lakes fell on their tea bowls with weapons on their backs. There were also travelers from all over the mountains and five mountains, vendors rested their feet to cool off. When they heard the sound, they hurriedly looked at the fragments, and the bandits there argued with the fat monks, and continued to speak.

"......You are only here in Chang'an now. If you come two days earlier, there will be a big show."

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's the big deal in the city?"

"Hey, you don't know, Your Majesty has now granted a national teacher."

......

The two people who spoke attracted curiosity from nearby tables. The ranger who had a dispute over there took a sip of tea and drove the monk away. The fat monk glanced at the fragments on the ground, took out a few copper coins from his arms and put them in the hand of the clerk. He smiled and walked out of the tea shop.

The official road extends past the city wall. Outside the wide open city gate, a long human-shaped row of standing lines extends to the ancient city tower ahead. Men, women, young and old, carrying baskets, or dressing in a simple manner, leading children to be inspected by soldiers in the team.

News about the fact that the national sect was enthroned two days ago and the sacrifice to heaven spread. There were many people who rushed to Chang'an to watch the fun. Including the merchants who entered and left the city gate on weekdays, the degree of strict investigation was much higher than before.

Where news gathered in the tea shops and restaurants in the city, the story of the hibiscus pool magic sacrifice to the sky that day was added with the fireworks, and the more mysterious stories were told to the tea shops and the drinkers listened to them, and they were filled for two consecutive days.

"Your Majesty is a wise king. In the past, he took over the world from the hands of a foolish monarch. He swept across the eight deserts and was invincible. He also loved the people as his sons, so that poor families could have a full meal..."

It is absolutely true that the storyteller's opening routine is to praise the current emperor first.

"...... Later, I heard that there were great sages in the world, whose surname was Lu and whose name was Liangsheng, so I went to ask him to come out to help him, just like Liu Xuande, who was respectful to the wise and nobles in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and he was not afraid of the wind and rain, and he visited the thatched cottage three times before he invited this great sage. You must know who is the Master Lu? Then there is something to say. It is rumored that he was a tribute scholar in the Southern Dynasty, and the foolish monarch of the Chen Dynasty was unaware of it. In the palace examination, he actually asked him to make tricks. Lu Lang was extremely disappointed and smashed the golden palace of the foolish monarch in anger. You must know that this is not something that ordinary people can do. Lu Lang has been taught by masters of the mysterious magic, calling the wind and rain, and moving mountains and seas, and reading saints. He has mastered the great scholar of the Southern Chen Dynasty, Shuhua, who can really turn the sun, moon and stars, and hold the pen to write thousands of glorious chapters..."

When the story comes from the storyteller, it must have attracted the taste of the listener and I can't help but urge you.

"Then what? Tell me quickly! Come here and give me a reward!"

Hearing the generous words, the storyteller slapped the haunt.

"When it comes to Lu Lang, he is a person from Qixia Mountain. He is more than 10 years old and looks very handsome. It is rare that Nanchen has a talented person in a hundred years. Unfortunately, the tyrant king does not know people and jokes with him. Therefore, the idle clouds and wild cranes came to my Great Sui Dynasty and met His Majesty today, so they were called the national master of the dynasty... Speaking of the great sacrifice two days ago, some of you are unaware of it, but I was not far away that day, and I saw the national master wave his arm, the sky clouds changed, the lightning and lightning were mixed, and the water waves were churning one after another in the hibiscus pond, as if a dragon was stirring in it..."

On the street separated by, pedestrians were disturbing and yelling, children were chasing and fighting, and the adults carrying baskets next to them scolded him, turned around and continued to gather with their familiar neighbors and friends. They often said that they were born with strange phenomena that day. After all, I had never heard of the fact that the National Master had been found.

"...Oh, I was at the house of Mrs. Li's cousin Lao Wang next door. He was sitting in Quchifang, very close to the river. The thundering person's ears were buzzing, which scared me so much that I almost couldn't get up."

"I saw it that day with lightning, and fortunately it was a long way from here. I heard that it was the national teacher named by His Majesty who was doing it?"

"That's right... it's on the platform beside the Furong Pool, it's already tall."

Opposite the talking woman, another woman in the floral dress frowned slightly.

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that what did you do when you went to the next door, Mrs. Li's cousin's house? You don't know each other."

Not far away, the child chasing and fighting screamed "Ouch". The woman turned around and the two children sat on the ground, rubbing their heads. There was a monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a fat figure next to them.

He hurried over and helped the child up, slapped him in the butt: "I told you not to run away, and I won't apologize to the master!"

“I… Buddha’s kindness and compassion.”

The fat monk looked at the child with tears in his eyes and bowed to the woman.

"Yes, I'm in a hurry to rush, and then I'll bump into it..."

"I didn't fall, I apologize to the master."

Before he could finish his stammering words, the woman took the dust off the child and said no to the fat monk. She did not go to the neighbors on the street and pulled him away.

The monk shook his head, shook his ears and walked through the hustle and bustle streets with a seal. He occasionally asked passersby and got guidance. He came to a place called Furong Pool in and out. The folks pulled a truck in and out, paving the mud road neatly with stone bricks, extending to the front, and building a terrace to view the lake along the lake surface, stone carvings fences, and flocks of wild ducks on the wide water surface. A long shadow slid under the water among the waves, causing waves.

The monk turned his eyes and saw the city walls in the distance stretching out. A hill that did not belong here. The forest was green and surrounded by some clouds and mist. The mountain gate could be seen standing tall. On the newly carved stone tablet next to it, there were three lacquered red characters - Wanshou Temple.

......

Knowing and knowing...

Knowledge—

The noon sun shines through the temples in the forest, and the summer cicadas that have taken off their heavy shells are crawling on the trees, making waves of screams.

The Toad Taoist returned the little yellow duck back to the ducks by the lake at noon, and returned with double webbeds. He sat on the small recliner. He listened to the cicadas, yawned in a depressing manner, raised his short legs, shook his fins, hummed a small song, picked up the newly written recipe and read it.

On the square of the pool not far away, eight big men said, "Drink!" and "Ha!" to practice the formation, their bare shirts reflected a greasy luster. When they saw the Taoist coming back from outside, they shouted and asked him to gesture.

Lao Sun, who had walked by, waved his hand to the other side and signaled what he was carrying. Thinking of the greedy toad, Shusheng Lu, who had been locked in the room and flirted with books these two days, would have to get some wild game to replenish his body.

"Little Taoist, what food did you bring back?"

On the small recliner at the door, Taoist Toad pressed the recipe, revealing the toad eyes as big as beans. He walked into the Taoist under the eaves and lifted up the mottled black marks in his hand and shook it.

"I made it on the way back, and I wasted two thunder talismans. I will stew a pot of sauerkraut and old duck soup for you tonight..."

Toad Taoist: "..."

Staring at the two wild ducks that were tied together, the blue veins on the toad's heads bulged. They threw down the recipe and jumped up, and waved the web to hit the Taoist's knee.

"I just sent the duckling back in the morning, and you will catch it in the afternoon?"

Lao Sun hurriedly took the two old ducks back and avoided them.

"Hey, old toad, you're unreasonable!"

Over there, the toad Taoist carried the webbing, looked serious, and squeezed out: "That's his mother!"

"Hey, are you still scolding me?" The Taoist also spat at the other party: "Don't think that your apprentice has become the national master, I dare not retaliate."

The toad nodded slightly and repeated: "That's his mother!"

"You!!! I don't dare to do it!" The Taoist threw down two wild ducks, lifted up his wide sleeves, whispered his waist, and cursed at the toad under the eaves opposite.

"I said to you, my mother!!"

"That's my mother!"

"My mother, I am kind enough to catch two wild ducks and make sauerkraut old duck soup for you to eat. I am kind enough to be a donkey!!"

Nearby, the old donkey beside the grass crawling lamp base shook his ears, dragged the reins and looked up, and the Taoist waved his robe sleeves on his face.

"What do you think, eat your grass!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud voice from afar... and stuttered.

"Haha, ha...Sun Dao, my friend and donkey are competing, it's so hard."

On the square stone steps of the mountain gate, the fat-headed and big-eared monk, wearing a monk's robe, a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, walked away with his palms, and bowed to Sun Yingxian, the old donkey, and the toad Taoist.

Looking at the towering pavilions, the sound is loud.

"Lu Dao, friend, poor monk Fajing asks for his experience!"

The sound came to the top of the attic. Behind the slightly opened window frame, the desk was filled with classics, bamboo slips, and the incense burner was surrounded by smoke in the room. A young man in the robe of stars, sun and moon put down his books, waved his sleeves and opened the window, looking at the huge figure standing below.

Lu Liangsheng curled his lips and turned around and walked down the attic.

On the square paved by Baiyan, the shade of trees blew with the wind and swayed on the ground. The monk standing in front of the attic saw the figure coming out and bowed again.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, Fa Jing, no, can you catch up with it, your national master, the dictionary, look at your style."

"Master Fajing, don't need to be too polite."

The sky shone through the eaves and fell to the figure when he walked out. Lu Liangsheng helped him, smiling and looking over the monk, looking at the sky, there was a red light that only he could see, dragging the light as if hovering in the blue summer sky.

Since you have become a national teacher, you should do something for the safety of the world...
Chapter completed!