The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 74 Little Monk Jueyuan

Song Huilin shook her head, and said, "The genius doctor Su is named Su Shouyi, and he is from Yanbei, not Su Xinghe."

Yang Chengye nodded and said, "Miss Song, can you tell your father what strange book you got?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you this."

Song Huilin's answer was within Yang Chengye's expectation. Although he saved her once, it didn't mean that she would tell all her secrets to a stranger.

However, Yang Chengye didn't get entangled in this matter, but took out a pill and threw it to Song Huilin.

"Miss Song, your injury is not serious. After taking this pill, you can recover tomorrow."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the futon.

Song Huilin took the pills and asked Yang Chengye, "I don't know your master's name, so I will report it to you in the future."

Yang Chengye said with a smile: "I am my servant, Yang Chengye, some trivial matters are not worth mentioning, the girl should rest quickly, and tomorrow you will pretend to be my bookboy."

Hearing this, Song Huilin was a little hesitant. She was a girl, and she lived alone in the room late at night. I'm afraid...

Yang Chengye saw Song Huilin's thoughts, smiled, and said: "Miss Song, don't worry about rest, just meditate for one night."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he closed his eyes and entered meditation.

Song Huilin looked at Yang Chengye's immature face, this person was so old, he looked even a few years younger than her, why was his martial arts so high?

If I can get married with him, then...

"bah bah bah"

Thinking of this, Song Huilin's cheeks blushed, and she secretly scolded herself for being so shameless, why did she have such thoughts?
Seeing that Yang Chengye had really settled down, Song Huilin pulled the quilt over her head and fell asleep.

The Shaolin Temple tonight is destined not to be quiet, because Yang Chengye and Song Huilin made a fuss, and all the monks were on alert.

On the second day, Yang Chengye woke up from his trance, and found that Song Huilin had left and made the bed neatly.

After a brief wash, Yang Chengye left the meditation room and wandered around the monastery, where he heard monks talking about what happened last night.

"Benefactor Yang, did you rest well last night?"

At this time, old monk Juexin came to Yang Chengye and asked.

Yang Chengye said: "It's not that good, there was chaos all night, I don't know what happened in your temple?"

The old monk Juexin replied: "Two thieves broke into the monastery last night, so all the monks are catching the thieves and disturbing the rest of the benefactor. Please forgive me!"

Yang Chengye deliberately asked: "Someone dared to steal from Shaolin Temple. I wonder if the thief was caught?"

Monk Juexin said embarrassingly: "I am ashamed to say that I made Master Yang laugh, and the thief ran away."

Yang Chengye asked again: "I don't know what the thief is trying to steal?"

"This one……"

Monk Juexin hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Nothing has been lost in the temple, and I don't know what the thief wants to steal."

I nodded and said, "That's good. Shaolin Ancient Temple is a treasure of martial arts, and any item is immeasurable. It is lucky that it is not lost!"

Monk Juexin was very pleased with Yang Chengye's flattery, and quickly said that Yang Chengye was too much.

Suddenly Yang Chengye asked: "Master Juexin, when will Master Juwu return? You also know that Mrs. Han's condition is getting worse and worse, and the monks are merciful. I don't think I will let it go?"

Monk Juexin replied: "Benefactor Yang is serious. The Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to the eagle. Pursuing sentient beings is the purpose of our Buddhist school. Let alone Mrs. Han is the younger sister of Juewu Junior Brother."

After a pause, Juexin continued: "But this old monk is only the abbot of the Discipline Academy. I think the brother in charge should know. I will ask the senior abbot right now. As soon as I have any news, I will inform Master Yang. I don't know what to do?"

Now that the monk Juexin had finished his words, Yang Chengye stopped asking, and while cursing the old fox secretly, he also politely said, "Then Master Juexin."

After Monk Juexin left, Yang Chengye walked towards the courtyard along the route of last night.

This courtyard covers an area of ​​[-] acres, with towering walls, and a three-story wooden building with green bricks and green tiles in the courtyard, which looks simple and grand.

There is a plaque engraved with three big characters of "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" on the upper room of the courtyard gate.

Although Yang Chengye didn't see the plaque last night, but after hearing Song Huilin and the others' conversation last night, he guessed it was almost the same.

It's just that today's Buddhist scripture pavilion is a little different, there are monks in twos and threes everywhere, and anyone who approaches them will speak out to persuade them to leave.

As soon as Yang Chengye approached the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, two young monks stopped him.

"Benefactor, an important place of Buddhism, please forgive me for not visiting!"

One of the monks clasped his hands together and said to Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye rolled his eyes and said, "Little master, in the lower family of Jiaxing, there is a younger brother who ran away from home two years ago."

"Recently, I heard that someone saw him in Shaolin Temple, so I came to see him."

That monk wanted to chase people away, but was stopped by another monk.

"Dare to ask the benefactor, what is the name of your younger brother? What is the name of the Dharma?"

another monk asked.

Yang Chengye thought for a while and said, "The Dharma name is Jueyuan, and he became a monk in your monastery."

After hearing Yang Chengye's words, the monk suddenly said, "It turns out that he is the elder brother of Master Jueyuan."

"Uncle Jueyuan is cleaning the meditation room for my uncle, please follow me."

After the monk finished speaking, he led Yang Chengye into the courtyard of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion regardless of other people's obstruction.

Yang Chengye didn't expect it to be so smooth, he just made up a few nonsense and entered the courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

When Yang Chengye walked into the Buddhist scripture pavilion compound, he was immediately disappointed. It turned out that there were still two Kongwu powerful monks standing guard in front of the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

But the monk took Yang Chengye and did not go to the Tibetan scripture pavilion, but followed the path in the courtyard to a low house.

"Report to Uncle Jueyuan."

The monk said to the little house.

"What's the matter!"

Just as the monk finished speaking, a childish voice came from inside the house.

"Uncle, someone is here to visit."

"squeak"

The door opened, and a seven or eight-year-old monk came out wearing a blue monk's robe, with a bare head and a feather duster in his hand.

The little monk closed the door and asked the monk, "Who is looking for me?"

While talking, the little monk pulled the monk's robe to cover his shoulders. Obviously, the monk's robe was too big and didn't fit well.

Yang Chengye's sharp eyes saw a red birthmark the size of a copper coin on the young monk's left shoulder.

After hearing what the little monk said, the monk replied: "It is this benefactor who said he was looking for his lost brother."

Hearing the monk's words, Yang Chengye couldn't help but widen his eyes. Monk Jueyuan is actually a child of seven or eight years old, and he is also the monk's uncle. It seems that his seniority in Shaolin Temple is quite high.

But judging by time, Jue Yuan should indeed be very small, and he will take in an apprentice named Zhang Junbao in the future.

The young monk Jueyuan looked at Yang Chengye curiously, scratched his bald head, and asked in confusion: "Why did your brother come here to look for me when he got lost?"

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