Yang Fan returned to Longqingfang, passing by Shouchun Palace, he was a little frightened, afraid that the gate would suddenly open, and a yellow-haired girl with a silk mask and a big knife jumped out from inside, and shouted in a milky voice: "Well, you are a fat general who broke his word, just marry this girl to Tubo."
Fortunately, the gate of the Shouchun Mansion was closed tightly, and his horse passed in front of the Shouchun Palace, and the road was safe and sound, without any accidents.
In front of the Yang Mansion, the family is hanging red lanterns on the lamppost, seeing that the New Year is coming, the lanterns in front of the door are being replaced with two strings of red lights, a string of nine red lights, hanging up to be extraordinarily festive.
Mo Xuanfei stepped on the ladder and climbed high, hanging a lantern on the pole head.
Yang Fan turned over and dismounted, stomped the snow on his boots, and was about to step into the door, when Mo Xuanfei stood on the ladder and saw him, and shouted: "Ah Lang is back" Yang Fan said "um", and Mo Xuanfei said, "Ah Lang, there is a girl looking for you today." ” Yang Fan was a little surprised, stopped, looked up and asked, "What girl?"
Mo Xuanfei hung up the lantern, climbed down with a smoke, scratched the back of his head and said to Yang Fan: "That girl claims to be Li Shi Niang, she looks like a young lady from a big family, accompanied by a light car, and a servant. ” "Li Shi Niang hasn't heard of it."
Yang Fan frowned and thought, there was no such person in his impression, Yang Fan didn't know that Li Zhiying was ranked tenth among the daughters of King Xiang, and the sisters usually called her Shi Niang, Yang Fan thought for a while, and asked: "Why did that girl come to the door, she is now?"
Mo Xuanfei said: "That girl came to the door at noon, and as soon as she heard that Ah Lang was not there, she turned around and left, and the little one didn't bother to ask her anything else."
That little girl is only about ten years old, it's really strange, I don't know what this little lady is looking for Ah Lang. ” Yang Fan heard a "chuckle" in his heart, a young lady from a big family who is about ten years old, then you still need to ask, it must be the daughter of the Xiangwang Mansion, isn't it just that he didn't find him in his mansion at this time, so he went to the palace Yang Fan had palpitations, and hurriedly ordered: "You remember, if this girl comes again, no matter if I am not there, tell her that I am not there." ” "Oh" Mo Xuanfei agreed, scratched the back of his head inexplicably, and suddenly remembered one more thing, and hurriedly said: "By the way, Ah Lang, there is another guest coming to the door today." ” Yang Fan glared at him and said, "Do you have to talk for a meal, who else is here?"
Mo Xuanfei said sneeringly: "That person seems to be a foreign monk. ” "Foreign Monk" Yang Fan was even more confused, there were no monks among the people he had interacted with in recent years, let alone any foreign monks.
Mo Xuanfei said: "The monk heard that Ah Lang was not in the house, and he left without even entering the door, he left a letter for Ah Lang, and now it is placed in the gatehouse, Ah Lang will wait, and the small one will be fetched." ” Mo Xuanfei hurriedly ran into the gatehouse, and after a while, he took out a letter of worship, Yang Fan opened the sticker under the door, and after reading it, an extremely strange look slowly appeared on his face, he hurriedly put the sticker up his sleeves, turned around and walked out, and said, "I'll go out." ” Mo Xuanfei chased after him and shouted: "Ah Lang, the weather is gloomy, I'm afraid it's going to snow again, Ah Lang should bring a coat, it's already late this day, I don't know if I want to go to meet the guests again."
Yang Fan waved his hand behind him and said, "You tell the eldest lady, just say that I have something to do tonight and won't come back to sleep." ” The bleak sunset under the sky reflected the majestic and tall mountain gate of the temple, and a spire was exposed in the temple wall, pointing straight to the sky.
When Yang Fan arrived, the overcast sky was actually clear, and Yang Fan stepped into the Zen temple in the evening sunset.
Pink wall and tile, bamboo and pine, are covered with a layer of snow, the small bridge twists and turns, the river under the bridge has frozen, the ice is covered with a layer of snow, a few residual lotus branches stand alone on the snow surface, in the wind, there is a rockery not far away, white snow, moss, cangshi, sparse vine and rotten stems, sieve a mottled light and shadow, like an ink painting.
This is the Great Cloud Temple, in the past Luoyang ten high monks in the past under the auspices of Xue Huaiyi to make the Great Cloud Sutra, falsely claiming that there is a "Heavenly Maiden Bodhisattva as a female body", referring to the current Queen Mother.
Wu Zetian immediately ordered all the state capitals in the world to build a Dayun Temple, built-in Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Tibetan Dayun Sutra, this Dayun Temple was built in Chang'an at that time.
When Yang Fan walked in the Zen courtyard, the twilight was vast and the Zen courtyard was unusually quiet.
It is said that the country's eighth envoy to the Tang Dynasty had just arrived in Chang'an two days ago, and this time the envoy took Awata Majin as the envoy to the Tang Dynasty, and the Sakahe Department was divided into ambassadors, and the giant envoy Yizhi was the deputy envoy, with a line of more than 100 people.
Most of his entourage were monks, so they lived in Dayun Temple.
Dayun Temple is built by edict, specially used to collect the Great Cloud Sutra, most of the temple area is not open to the public, so it is very quiet and leisurely, it has become the residence of the envoys of the Tang Dynasty sent by the country, it is more quiet here, and the pilgrims are not seen.
Yang Fan walked on the small bridge, and saw a monk wearing a monk's robe standing at the opposite bridge, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, wearing mango shoes on his feet, and his hands were together, waiting solemnly.
Yang Fan stood up suddenly, was silent for a moment, and suddenly quickened his pace to rush over, and the black-clothed monk also hurried up to meet him, opening his arms and showing an excited smile on his face.
"Seventeen" "Sixth Senior Brother" The two hugged each other tightly, and after a while, Yang Fan let go of his arm, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and said happily: "I really didn't expect that you and I would meet again here." ” The black-clothed monk was the rogue monk Hongliu of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang in the past, Hongliu grinned and said with a smile: "Who said it wasn't, I thought I would never return to the Central Plains in this life, and I would never see you again."
Hahaha, let's go, the master has been waiting for you for a long time. ” Hongliu pulled Yang Fan and left, along the corridor of green eaves and red pillars, there were two Dongying warriors standing there quietly, with sharp swords stuck in their waists, their left hands pressed on the handle of the black and white linen knife, the back of their hands was red from the cold, but they stood solemnly and meticulously.
Seeing Hongliu striding forward, those warriors saluted him, Hongliuli ignored it, just pulled Yang Fan and rushed forward, they came to a quiet room, before they could reach out and buckle the door, they heard movement inside, and the shoji door opened with a bang, and the door was greeted by a black-clothed monk, who was Hongyi.
When Hongyi and Yang Fan met, they inevitably hugged each other tightly, and they heard a person in the room laugh and scold: "When are you going to talk at the door, come in quickly, and ask the Sprinkle family to see Seventeen" Hongyi hurriedly let go of Yang Fan, and saw a person sitting cross-legged on the couch, wearing a monk's robe, revealing a strong chest, looking at Yang Fan with a smile, tears flashing in his eyes, it was Xue Huaiyi who had been lost for a long time.
Xue Huaiyi looks a little older than back then, his cheeks have also been thinner, and what he used to be proud of is now a little darker.
Yang Fan took off his shoes and walked into the room quickly, Xue Huaiyi stood up from the couch, laughed and greeted him, and gave Yang Fan a powerful hug.
The two hugged tightly for a while, and then Yang Fan let go of Xue Huaiyi and blamed worriedly: "Master Xue, you shouldn't go back to the Central Plains." ” Xue Huaiyi said: "What Master Xue, Master Xue is dead, there is no Xue Huaiyi in the world, and now I have regained my ancestor's surname, and my name is Feng Xiaobao."
Don't worry, no one knows who I am.
Except for you, I won't go to see any old people when I come back this time. ” Several people sat down on the couch, the four walls of this room were empty, the walls were painted, and there were two high-tube paper base melon-style lamps on the ground, and the bamboo leaves were painted on the lamp paper, reflecting the blurred pieces of the four walls, as if they were in the bamboo shadow.
There is a sunken stove on the ground, which is level with the ground and steaming.
Yang Fan said: "There was a letter from Nanhai, saying that the master was very unhappy to live in the South China Sea, and insisted on begging to go after just over the year, but in the end he didn't say goodbye, and no one knew where the master went.
Today, I saw the envoys of my country, and I was shocked when I saw a few words for you. ” Xue Huaiyi laughed and said: "If you don't do things that are shocking and eye-catching, is that still my Feng Xiaobao's true colors, since you are here, don't leave tonight, let's have a good drink." ” Xue Huaiyi said, "Papapa" three high-fives, looking like a wall behind him, he actually opened a shoji door with a "bang", and a beautiful girl wearing a pale cyan printed kimono walked in with a "forehead" and three "hairpins" on her hair.
Her kimono was tied with a big bow, making the small waist in a plain kimono slightly lively, and the beautiful feet of a pair of cotton socks were faintly visible under the kimono, and she walked to Yang Fan with small steps, knelt on her knees, and put down a vermilion lacquer food plate.
There are a few small dishes and a small jar of wine in the lacquer plate, the girl's eyebrows are bent like a crescent moon, her eyes are as pure as glass, she smiled shyly at Yang Fan, and poured wine for them.
Yang Fan didn't expect that there was a Dongying girl in this temple, and couldn't help but show a look of surprise, when the girl poured wine for Hongyi and Hongliu, both of them respectfully took the wine glass, and said to the girl, "Thank you, Master", Yang Fan couldn't close his mouth when he heard it.
When Xue Huaiyi saw him like this, he couldn't help laughing: "Seventeen, the Sprinkle family introduced you to her, her name is Ruoxiang, she is my woman" Xue Huaiyi scratched his bald head and was triumphant: "Hehe, this capable person can mix anywhere."
Uh, by the way, I have to explain, this time, I, Feng Xiaobao, did not rely on women, but relied on my own real skills to have the scenery today. ” The girl pursed her lips and smiled at Yang Fan, held her knees and paused, and said softly and slowly: "Please use it slowly" After that, she picked up the empty plate, stepped back, walked back after a while, cleaned her hands in the corner basin of the house, held a guqin, sat down cross-legged, and plucked her hands lightly, and the sound of the mountain stream flowing out.
Yang Fan secretly wondered, his master Zhang Bang made it clear in the letter that when Xue Huaiyi left from the South China Sea, he only brought Hongyi Hongliu and two people, penniless, but he didn't know how he got to Yuben and what adventures he had.
Yang Fan suppressed his curiosity and raised his glass to celebrate: "Congratulations to the master for returning to the vulgar and marrying such a gentle and virtuous master." ” Hongliu smiled and said: "Seventeen, you are wrong about this, our master did not return to the vulgar, not only did the master not return to the vulgar, but also founded the original religion in the Kyoto area of Fusang country, built a original temple, and established himself as a sect of popes, which is very majestic." ” Xue Huaiyi, a fake monk, was able to create his own sect and become the Pope Yang Fan almost didn't believe his ears, Hongyi and Hongliu, you said everything I said, and Yang Fan understood it.
It turns out that there are many sects of this monk who can eat meat and become a family, and many temples are family heirlooms, father to son, son to grandson, generation to generation, this temple as a family business.
There is such a great temple, not only has its own army, but also has a large amount of land that is not subject to taxes, has a large number of believers, and can even divide one side and interfere in the affairs of the daimyo.
The warriors under the corridor just now are Xue Huaiyi's private soldiers, in fact, there are not only some sects in this Zen Buddhism that do not prohibit marriage, but also some sects with strict discipline, and the fornication between the monks and women under their disciples is also an open secret.
It is "sometimes the rivers and seas and sometimes the mountains, the fame and fortune of the world, the mandarin ducks and the Zen couch at night, and the whispering is idle for a while." ” Xue Huaiyi is self-reliant, all the rules are naturally his own decision, his faction can't help but drink and meat women, pay attention to the wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha sits in his heart, points directly to the people's hearts, and becomes a Buddha when he sees his surname.
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Its teachings are similar to the "epiphany" of the six patriarchs Huineng, but only in shape.
At that time, it was said that the nobles and the people worshiped Buddhism and believed in Buddhism, but there were very few virtuous monks who were really proficient in Buddhism.
Hongliu said triumphantly: "Seventeen, you can't imagine the majesty of the master in Dongying now, not only the great names from all walks of life are respectful to the master, but the king is also a guest to our master."
Hongyi added: "Master took my two brothers from the South China Sea to Yuben and laid down this family business with his bare hands. ” Xue Huaiyi scratched his bald head, trying to show a humble look, but his big mouth was grinning, but he was indescribably proud.
Yang Fan smiled and said: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, Master, you are now drunk and beautiful and practicing meditation, such a leisurely life, but it is really envious." ” The Fusang girl who was stroking the qin listened, gently bit Feng Ze's red lips, showed a touching smile on her face, her bright eyes swept towards Yang Fan quickly, and glanced at Xue Huaiyi charmingly.
Xue Huaiyi laughed and said: "If you are envious, then go to Dongying with the teacher, the teacher still allows you a first seat, with your ability, our master and apprentice will join forces, and we will definitely be able to cross Fusang, learn from the bearded guest to stand on their own side, and be happy and happy, but it is not good to be pickled by the old woman here." ” Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he asked vigilantly, "Does Master still hold a grudge against her now?"
Xue Huaiyi shook his head, smiled, and replied indifferently: "Do you think I came this time with the intention of revenge, hehe, she can't get anyone to treat her sincerely in her life, and for a woman, she has already got retribution."
My fault, I know, and why take revenge on her Xue Huaiyi looked at Ruoxiang who was caressing the qin with gentle eyes, and said angrily: "With that kind of kung fu, it is better to use it to cherish the people in front of you."
I went from Nanhai to Fuso, penniless, destitute on the streets, and it was Ruoxiang who took me in.
When a man is down, he will know who really loves you and who really treats you as a friend.
It may not be affectionate for a long time, but it must be able to see people's hearts."
Xue Huaiyi raised his glass and said to Yang Fan: "All the past, as far as the Sprinkle family is concerned, has turned into smoke, except for you."
Seventeen, I came this time, just to come back and see, if I don't come back, this heart can't be put down.
Luoyang, I've been there, White Horse Temple, I've also walked once, and now I'm here in Chang'an, just because there's you.
If possible, you might as well go away from the world like me, this temple is really pickled."
Yang Fan raised his glass and said with deep emotion: "This should be put down, Master Xue has already put it down, so he can be happy today."
But there are still many people and many things that I can't let go, maybe one day, I will be as happy as Master Xue, but not now.
When I can let go of everything, I will definitely travel all over the world, and at that time, I will take my family and go to Fusang to see you." : Sincerely ask for monthly passes and recommended tickets To be continued
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