The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 22 What is a great virtuous monk?

Dharma name Shenxiu?

Daoran looked up in surprise, he had never heard such an arrogant name.

The disciple of Zen master Daoji, the abbot of Lingyin Temple, is really his own brother, but a future brother.

Daoran sighed, sure enough his plan was correct.

He hadn't entered Lingyin Temple yet, and he could offend people just by eating a meal. If he went up to the mountain to worship a teacher like a stunned young man, he really didn't know how much trouble he would cause. It would be better to ask Nie Zhengyan for introduction.

Dao Ran belongs to the kind of personality who doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble, but is never afraid of trouble.

Facing Shenxiu's question, Daoran replied calmly: "My little monk Daoran, my master is Zen Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple in Yongzhou."

Isn't it just the background of the master, who is afraid of whom?

Monk Shenxiu was obviously a little surprised, Fa Hai's name could be regarded as thunderous.But the monk Shenxiu did not give up, and continued to say to Daoran: "The poor monk heard that Zen Master Fahai is also a virtuous and eminent monk, how can you act like this and ruin the reputation of Zen Master Fahai?"

Daoran kept chopsticks, chewing a piece of juicy shiitake mushroom in his mouth, and replied: "It's okay, my master has already looked down on life and death, let alone fame."

【Speaking indiscriminately, disrespecting teachers, violating the precept of lying. 】

[Your monk talent is activated, your spell holding +1. 】

Yo good stuff!
This meal, Dao Ran tasted even more delicious.

Shenxiu was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood again.

Why is this little monk so annoying when he talks?If you disrespect your master so much, you might not be pretending to be a disciple of Zen Master Fa Hai, right?
The more monk Shenxiu thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and he wished that Daoran would bring out the degree certificate for him to check.

But the monk Shenxiu did not have this power, only the government office in Hangzhou had the great righteousness to restrain monks and Taoists.

Seeing that Daoran was as thick-skinned as a city wall, verbal sarcasm was almost ineffective against him, and Shenxiu couldn't fight him, so she could only return to her seat angrily.

Daoran was still calm and calm, and he got two attribute points from this extremely arrogant monk, and his appetite was even more whetted, and he was a little anxious to eat.

Monk Shenxiu looked at the big meal, and he didn't have the clean and self-sufficient posture of a monk, and he was even more unhappy, thinking that Dao Ran's behavior was really insulting to Buddhism.

Just as he was sulking, Monk Shenxiu suddenly saw someone go up to the second floor.This man was wearing a plain blue Confucian robe, with a neat long beard. Although he was dressed as a scholar, he was slender and elegant, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

Seeing the person coming, the monk Shenxiu was overjoyed and said to himself: "God helped me, I just met the person who was talking about Hangzhou Mansion."

Monk Shenxiu thought about it, got up quickly and greeted him, and said politely: "Amitabha, Mr. Gongsun, the poor monk is polite."

This Mr. Gongsun seemed to be familiar with Monk Shenxiu, he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Why did Master Shenxiu come to Sanzanglou today? Don't you need to be busy with the Dharma Conference?"

"The abbot asked the poor monk to represent Lingyin Temple to participate in the Dharma Discussion Conference. The Dharma discussion needs to be calm, and the rest of the chores will be taken care of by other brothers and sisters. The poor monk came to Sanzanglou because he wanted to have a chance and get to know other eminent monks. I just didn't expect..."

Monk Shenxiu lowered his voice and glanced at Daoran.

Mr. Gongsun followed the gaze of Monk Shenxiu, and saw Daoran who was feasting.

"Master Shenxiu meant something, is there something wrong with this little monk?" Mr. Gongsun also asked in a low voice.

Monk Shenxiu didn't add any details, and told Mr. Gongsun exactly what happened just now.

Mr. Gongsun frowned when he heard this, Shenxiu suspected that Dao Ran was a fake monk, this was not an ordinary crime.

You must know that monks, like officials, have great tax benefits, so they need an official certificate to confirm their identity.Pretending to be a monk is tantamount to tax evasion, and the crime is lighter than that of pretending to be an official.

And Mr. Gongsun's famous policy is Hangzhou Tongjuan, but he usually doesn't like others to call him an official position, and likes to call himself a Confucian scholar, so Monk Shenxiu calls him Mr.

Tongpan is in charge of state government affairs such as soldiers and civilians, money and grain, household registration, taxation, prison litigation, etc., and its jurisdiction is just right.

Monk Shenxiu was not an ordinary person in Hangzhou City. Now that he reported it face to face, Gongsun Ce had to accept it, and he had to check Dao Ran's identity.

But Gongsun Ce looked at Daoran carefully for a moment, but he hesitated in his heart.

This young monk is a rare and handsome man in the world, with this kind of appearance, no matter where he is in Hangzhou, he can be a guest of honor, so why pretend to be a monk?

Besides, although Dao Ran's diet is not elegant, in Gongsun Ce's eyes, he has a sense of innocence, like a child who eats when he is hungry, natural and simple, without any falsehood.

Gongsun Ce has been up and down in the officialdom for a long time, and he eats meals with strict rules for fear of making mistakes. Not only does he not feel disgusted with Dao Ran's free and easy posture, but he wants to make friends with him.

A young monk with such temperament should not be a treacherous person, right?
Monk Shenxiu saw Gongsun Ce's solemn expression and asked, "Mr. Gongsun, is there any difficulty?"

Gongsun Ce didn't want to say it directly, but he didn't look like a bad person, so he changed the subject and said: "If this young monk is really pretending, he is probably a desperado. Master Shenxiu is profound in Buddhism, but he should not be good at martial arts. A scholar who is not strong, if he rushes forward, it is easy to force the other party to take risks."

When Monk Shenxiu heard it, he also felt that it made sense.

Why did I forget about this? I have studied Buddhism intensively, and I haven't really practiced martial arts much.If you do it, you will suffer a big loss.

"Then what good strategy does Mr. Gongsun have?" Monk Shenxiu asked.

"This...wait for a while, let me observe it." Gongsun Ce said, and sat down at the table with Monk Shenxiu.

Both of them lowered their voices during their conversation. They thought Dao Ran would not notice at all, but they didn't know that Dao Ran's sense of hearing had already surpassed that of ordinary people.

At this distance, even the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings could not be concealed from Daoran's ears, so he naturally heard their opponents clearly.

"Monk Shenxiu is really narrow-minded. How could Master Daoji teach such an apprentice? Fa Hai, Fa Hai, I'm afraid you have trusted someone who is not your trust this time." Dao Ran thought to himself.

Regarding the troubles he is about to encounter, Dao Ran has a well-thought-out plan, which does not affect his appetite in the slightest.

After the cup of tea, Daoran put down the chopsticks in his hand, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, thank you for your hospitality. The monk is full."

After finishing speaking, Daoran picked up the big basket and walked downstairs.

After Daoran left, Monk Shenxiu hurriedly said to Gongsun Ce: "Mr. Gongsun, he is going to run away."

Gongsun Ce glanced at Monk Shenxiu and said to him, "Master Shenxiu, look."

Monk Shenxiu saw Gongsun Ce stretching out his finger, so he looked in the direction, and saw that the table was full of dishes and dishes, and there were no leftovers.

"Well, he actually finished eating?" Monk Shenxiu said in shock.

Gongsun Ce stroked his beard and said to Monk Shenxiu: "Master Shenxiu said that he wasted food and was greedy, so he doesn't look like a real monk. But now that he has finished his food, it seems that he just has a big appetite."

"But why didn't he explain it before?" Monk Shenxiu asked doubtfully.

"A person who doesn't know but doesn't feel stunned is not a gentleman. This Master Daoran is really extraordinary." Gongsun Ce said.

Monk Shenxiu wanted to say something else, when he suddenly heard Dao Ran's voice from downstairs: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drips down the soil; who knows that the food on the plate is hard work. Brother Shenxiu, I will encourage you. "

Monk Shenxiu was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his table, only to see that there was only half of the vegetarian food left on the plate, and his face turned red immediately.

Patronizing and encouraging Gongsun Ce to trouble Daoran, many dishes were left uneaten before he knew it.What I said to Daoran before, was slapped on his face like a slap.

Gongsun Ce recalled the verses that Daoran read over and over again, and said with emotion: "Who knows that the food on the plate is full of hard work. He is really a compassionate and eminent monk."

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In order to avoid misunderstandings, stack armor in advance, Xiao Pujie Hei will not go to Hei Jigong for anything, this is a foreshadowing, and I will explain it clearly later.By the way, I would like to ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. It is not my specialty to write this kind of pretending to be realistic, but I have worked hard!I hope everyone will give me some motivation to continue working hard.

(End of this chapter)