Datang Longya

Chapter 789 Bald donkey!

In the room, Leng Feng and Bai Lin stuffed the old man's hands back into the quilt.

The old gentleman who closed his eyes had a distinct smile on his lips.

When you leave, you can hear so many students outside reciting the Analects of Confucius. What could be a more suitable farewell gift than this?

Yu Huanzhi patted Bai Lin on the shoulder and pulled him up: "Don't cry, this old guy has enjoyed all the blessings he deserves, and his dream has come true in his later years. As his disciple, how can you You have to inherit your husband's dream."

The old man fantasized more than once that he met a random person on the road, and they were all literate people.Although this dream is very unrealistic, it may not be impossible to realize in the long run.

Leng Feng looked at Yu Huanzhi, opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Yu Huanzhi saw what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "If you want to go to Lingnan, you can go. Although most of us old guys are buried in the ground, it's okay to last for a few years."

Leng Feng smiled wryly: "Old people are always prone to accidents, how can you make me feel at ease?"

The old man's grandson came in with a shroud to change the old man's clothes.

Yu Huanzhi signaled Leng Feng to go out with him.

Outside the door, the students were still kneeling on the ground, crying together, some strong, with red eyes helping the old man's family prepare the mourning hall.

The other great Confucian scholars have resumed their laughter, discussing in the shed what kind of epitaph to write for old Mr. Han Chongwen.

In such a sad atmosphere, the great Confucians laughed abruptly, but no one blamed them.

Young people want to live long, and old people, especially the very old, are open-minded about death.

Han Chongwen was already paralyzed in bed. In the eyes of these great Confucians, the death of the old man was a kind of relief.

Moreover, with Han Chongwen in the lead, the next one might be one of them.

Yu Huanzhi took Leng Feng to the shed.

Seeing Leng Feng, Yao Silian said: "Let's go if you have to. I know you're worried about us old guys. We're very open to it. It doesn't matter if you're not around when you burp."

Mr. Yao Silian also fell ill once three years ago and almost died.

At their age, the life and death of many people are in the blink of an eye.

Old Mr. Huang Zhangwen came over and patted Leng Feng on the shoulder: "Old man and others, thanks to you, your family is well-off, and you spend your days leisurely all day long. After living this far, what is there to be dissatisfied with? Let's go."

The Confucians all looked at Leng Feng with smiles.

Leng Feng nodded, and he could only agree.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has now reached a stage of intense heat.

Since the two parties discovered the benefits of public opinion, they simply started to find loopholes from each other's teachings.

Even, whichever party tries to do something, the other party will find a way to destroy it.

Before the Dharma meeting of Ci'en Temple was held, there was a fire, so it had to be postponed. Before the Taoist temple of Xiudefang was completed, Buddhist temples were built on both sides.

Can Yuan Tiangang endure being caught between monks?I simply went to Lao Yuan and bought two more pieces of land to build a Taoist temple.
Fortunately, Tianxialou is just the position of the merchant, and it did not encourage any party, otherwise Leng Feng would have been involved.

"Old gentlemen, it's best not to leave Chang'an casually. With Daoist Sun here, I can rest assured."

The great Confucians naturally agreed.

Leng Feng breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the old man's courtyard.

Li Tai and Li Ke were waiting here. They were restricted by their status and could not wear filial piety. They could only hang a white cloth on their chests to express their grief.

Seeing Leng Feng approaching, Li Tai stood up and said, "Master, let me handle the rest of the matter. I have already contacted Yan Liben to carve a portrait for the old man."

As the first dean of the Academy of Arts, Mr. Han Chongwen is eligible to be erected as a statue.

Leng Feng nodded, and patted Li Tai on the shoulder: "I'm doing well in Chang'an, probably at most five years, and I'll be back."

In the 19th year of Zhenguan, these shitty things will almost come to an end.

Saying goodbye to the two apprentices, Leng Feng boarded the boat to Lingnan again.

Fortunately, the delay in Chang'an was only half a month, and the original four-month scheduled time was estimated to be less than three months.

The iron-skinned river boat made by Li Tai is waiting by the river at the main entrance of the Academy of Arts.

On the shore, there were not only the boatman, the Dragon Tooth Army, and the Shadow Guards, but also a group of people that Leng Feng didn't want to see the most.

Yuan Tiangang and a group of Taoist priests, including Izumo, were also there.

Awakening and a group of monks.

Seeing Leng Feng approaching, Yuan Tiangang greeted him with a smile: "Why is Hu Guogong leaving in such a hurry? The cultivation of morality and Taoism is almost finished, and it's not too late for you to leave after the Fa conference."

After speaking, Yuan Tiangang poked Izumo cryptically.

Izumo walked out helplessly, and said to Leng Feng, "If you have nothing to do, don't rush to leave."

Even though he said that, he blinked at Leng Feng.

Izumo is a Taoist priest, and one cannot leave the group while one is alive, even monks are no exception.In the past, he could be idle and wild. When Buddhism and Taoism were in dispute, even if he was unwilling, he had to do his best for the Taoism.

In this regard, even Daoist Sun cannot be alone.

Seeing Izumo blinking, Leng Feng knew that he couldn't help himself.

"Yuan Daochang, Zhuo Jing is pregnant and will give birth soon, I have to rush over."

Seeing Leng Feng's sincere expression, Yuan Tiangang didn't know what to say for a while.

If someone has something to do, you can't hold on to his thigh and not let go!

Izumo blinked: "Is it Xiaocai?"

Leng Feng nodded.

Izumo immediately became excited. Although Xiaocai was his adopted granddaughter, he was still worried about the child he had single-handedly raised.

Now that he heard that she was pregnant, Izumo's heart that had been hanging for a long time was suddenly relieved.

In order not to cause trouble for Leng Feng before, he had been avoiding it all the time, even Xiao Cai's wedding, he had agreed in advance that he would not attend.

Hearing this, he woke up silently and said, "The Lord Protector has another heir, congratulations! I have a string of relic beads here. If you can avoid disasters and pray for blessings, give it to the unborn child of the Lord Protector. "

Just as he was talking, he took out a string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve and handed it to Leng Feng.

The Buddhist beads are made of sandalwood, which has been polished to shine over the long years.In this string of Buddhist beads, there is a thing that looks like a stone, which has also been polished smooth.

This is the relic!

Leng Feng frowned slightly, Buddhists respected relics very much, never thought that the old monk Awakening would give up such a treasure in order to win him over.

Before Leng Feng reached out to catch it, Yuan Tiangang couldn't stand it anymore.

He fooled Izumo here today because he was going to play the family card and drag him to the Taoist side.

He was ready to open his mouth to continue the relationship, but he didn't expect Awakening to come over.

"Vald donkey! What are you doing here, monk? The child of Lord Protector is the grandson of the Daoist Izumo of my Taoist sect. No matter what, we have to use the treasure of our Taoist sect to protect himself."

(End of this chapter)