That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 155 Begging for a White Crown in Six Years

After Xu Jingwei retreated, Chen Gongyu turned and walked towards the pagoda forest deep in the back temple.

The pagoda forest is just behind the world-famous glazed pagoda. It is the place where the relics of the eminent monks of the Dabaoen Temple are stored. There are several ascetic monks who stay here for a long time.Therefore, this place is a forbidden place among the forbidden places. Not to mention ordinary pilgrims, even the monks in the temple are not allowed to enter. Only the abbot and several elders are eligible to enter.

It is also because of this that this place looks extremely deserted on weekdays, making Chen Gongyu who walked in alone very glaring and conspicuous.

Chen Gongyu strolled, as if entering a land of no one, no monks stopped him, and no ascetic monks as rumored appeared, only stone pagodas dedicated to eminent monks' relics stood silently.

Walking to the deepest part of the tower forest, there is an old stone platform. A skinny old monk fell down on the stone platform. The monk opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at the junior Confucian scholar, frowned, and said slowly: "Tan Yue, you are here again."

Chen Gongyu stopped three feet away from the stone platform, twirling the wrench on his finger lightly, with a relaxed attitude, as if he didn't pay attention to the old monk.You must know that this old monk is the former head of the Arhat Hall who is a generation higher than the current Buddhist abbot. He was one of the three great masters of Buddhism and the guide for Zhang Wubing to enter Buddhism. After the old Buddhist abbot passed away and reincarnated, He resigned from the position of the head of the Arhat Hall, and came to Dabaoen Temple to practice in seclusion. Regardless of his realm, cultivation level or seniority, he is comparable to the Daoist Daoist.

This old monk, who is so experienced in Buddhism and even in the whole practice world, stretched out his hand slowly, and started to turn the rosary beads on his wrist. The number of beads was twenty to three, and then the rosary beads broke and scattered all over the place. The old monk watched The rosary rolled around in front of him, with a bit of clear meaning in his words, he said softly: "Tanyue, the poor monk is no longer the poor monk of the past, and there are some things that the poor monk can no longer do."

"The old monk doesn't believe what he says." Chen Gongyu said calmly, "The Buddha taught his disciples not to lie, so don't break the precept."

The old monk folded his palms together and said: "The poor monk is not lying, but has changed with the times. When the poor monk agreed to Tanyue, the poor monk was the head of the Arhat Hall. Now when Tanyue came to see the poor monk, the poor monk was just an ordinary Buddhist disciple. The situation is not the same, and this reason naturally cannot be generalized."

Chen Gongyu waved his hands and said, "Monk, I won't play tricks with you, I have business to do."

The old monk said in a deep voice: "In the past 32 years, Tanyue has met the poor monk four times. Which one was not for business?"

Chen Gongyu said: "Monk, don't you promise me every time? You know in your heart that there are only so many monks in the world. Since Taoism is thriving and recruiting disciples from all over the world, then Buddhism can only wither its talents. Look at it." Now, those Dazhengs of the same generation as you in the Taoist sect have long since found a place to enjoy the blessings, and they will not show up in time, but your Buddhist sect is not accepted, and you have to rely on you old people to come forward to support you. You won't make that covenant with me either."

The old monk was silent for a long time, and sighed softly, "Before the poor monk formed an alliance with Tanyue, he once met Xiao Huang. At that time, Xiao Huang first ascended the throne and was full of great ambitions. The poor monk advised Xiao Huang to do less evil and accumulate more merit. , Fame and wealth are but fleeting clouds, and Huangtu hegemony is just a handful of loess. But Xiao Huang replied to the poor monk that Buddhism always persuades people to let go, but they don’t know that they must be picked up before they can be put down. How can you talk about putting it down if you haven't picked it up completely?"

Chen Gongyu said with a smile: "That sounds like his tone. I remember that year should be the second year of Huanglong. You went at the wrong time. Listen to the year name at that time. Huanglong was just at the time when it was soaring to the sky. How can he listen to your words? If you wait a few more years, when he changes the reign name to Taiping, maybe he will believe your rhetoric. At this time, he, with old wounds, is better off When he dies, he no longer has the ambition of Huanglong, only the desire to live in vain. Trying to deceive himself and others with peace, in the end the world will be peaceful, but he can't ask for peace!"

Although he was talking about the Taizu Emperor of Daqi, there was not much respect in Chen Gongyu's tone, but there was a lot of joking and gloating in his tone.

If this remark falls into the ears of the imperial court, even if he is a Confucian master, it will be a crime of treason and immorality.

The old monk didn't care, just shook his head and smiled wryly: "What exactly is Tan Yue trying to do?"

Chen Gongyu hesitated for a moment, then stared at the old monk and said slowly, "I want to wear a white hat for 60 years."

Even with the cultivation base of the old monk's mind, after hearing this, there was a moment of shock beyond words, and then he shook his head and sighed, "The scale of Tanyue's plan is really beyond the expectations of the poor monk."

Chen Gongyu looked away, and said flatly: "Otherwise? I have worked hard for many years to plan, is it for the peace of the world? For the well-being of the people? For the salvation of all sentient beings? I am not a saint, and I don't have such great ambitions."

The old monk turned around, faced the cliff, and said softly: "Tanyue, please go back. No matter what happens to Tanyue this time, the poor monk can't do anything."

Chen Gongyu calmly said: "Monk, don't dare to give up, how can you get it? You Buddhists don't dare to put all one's eggs in one basket like the Taoists, and you are destined to be crushed by the Taoists forever."

The old monk stopped talking, and just recited the Buddha's name for a long time.

Chen Gongyu waved his big sleeves, turned and left.

After leaving the Tallinn, a middle-aged Confucian scholar had been waiting outside the Tallinn for a long time. After seeing Chen Gongyu, he bowed his hands and said, "Sir."

Chen Gongyu smiled warmly, "Yi Xiao, you're back."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked around and whispered, "Sir, do you want to take a step to speak?"

Chen Gongyu waved his hands and said: "But it's okay to say, the old monk still dare not use Tianertong in front of me."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded, and said softly: "Kong was ordered by Mr. to lead the fleet out to sea, around the Cape of Storms, to the far west, but encountered a storm on the way, the fleet suffered heavy losses, and had no choice but to return. I haven't done my best to visit the Far West, but the matter that Mr. explained has already begun."

Chen Gongyu nodded, and said softly: "Since the storm is blocking the way, it is God's will. How can manpower overcome the sky? You have done your best, so there is no need to blame yourself."

Kong Yixiao bowed slightly, "Thank you sir."

Chen Gongyu said: "In a few days, there will be a Dabaoen Temple discussion. After the discussion is over, you go to the imperial capital to visit Andingbo Mansion."

Kong Yixiao said: "Student is dull, please tell me clearly."

Chen Gongyu said softly: "In the fifth year of Zheng Jianwen, the army from the Northwest entered the Pass. They encountered Xiongguan Gaocheng and were unable to attack for a long time. The woman with color eyes offered advice to Emperor Xiao, improving the trebuchet, which more than doubled the range, and was named Zhongdu Cannon by Emperor Xiao. After a few days, the cannons were completed, and all three hundred cannons were fired. The sound shook the world, and the flying stones rained. In an instant. The next year, Wei Jin led his army from Shu into the lake, and was blocked by Du Mingyu's soldiers. They still attacked the city with hundreds of cannons from Zhongdu. The lonely city of Xiangyang."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar questioned: "Sexy girl?"

Chen Gongyu nodded and said: "Yes, a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes came from the far west and wandered to Zhongdu. She was favored by Queen Lin and hired as a female official. , was made a viscount by Emperor Xiao, in the second year of Taiping, Emperor Xiao promoted her to be Zhongding Bo, and died in March of the following year."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise: "Could it be the woman surnamed Ai who was rumored to be the teacher of Emperor Xiao? But what does this Earl Ai have to do with the person you are looking for in the Far West?"

Chen Gongyu looked down at his fingers, and said softly: "The woman was not alone when she came to the northwest, and there was a man with a lecherous eye who was with her, but the man returned to the Far West, and before leaving, let the woman Stay in the Central Plains and wait for him, this woman will be the first class for the rest of her life, and she will never marry."

Chen Gongyu sneered, "It's a pity, I don't know if the man died on the way home, or he has forgotten about this poor woman, in short, he never came back, and let this infatuated woman die in a foreign country."

(End of this chapter)