My Wife of the Three Kingdoms is Wu Sheng

Chapter 60 Asking the Prime Minister of the Futu Temple for Advice

Zhang Yang took Wu Na lightly into the city, he didn't know if he didn't go in, and he was shocked when he went in.

Looking at the spacious aisle leading to the Prime Minister's Mansion, beside the red carpet, ribbons are fluttering, and the futons are densely spread like sesame cakes. There are countless believers with bald heads and non-bald heads waiting respectfully beside the futons, seeing Zhang Yang After entering the city, a bearded man in a gorgeous cassock clasped his hands together, knelt devoutly on the futon in the middle of the street, kowtowed and shouted loudly: "Disciple Kong Shan welcomes Master Wukong into the city!"

This man is exactly Xiapi Guoguo Ruo Rong!

After Ruo Rong finished worshiping, monks and believers lined up on both sides of the street also knelt down on the futons at their feet and shouted in unison: "Disciples welcome Master Wukong into the city!"

Zhang Yang was stunned when he saw the banners waving and the sea of ​​people bowing down. When had he been worshiped like this?On the contrary, he has always kowtowed for red envelopes since he was a child.When I become an elder, during the Chinese New Year, I feel distressed when I pay out red envelopes, and all the achievements of working part-time in a fast food restaurant for a month are gone!

"Well, counting the time, Chinese New Year is half a month away, so many people claiming to be disciples of the younger generation, kowtow to themselves, this red envelope...well, let me count...one, two, three..." Zhang Yang glanced A very spectacular welcome scene, roughly counting, there are thousands of people!Broke, broke!

Seeing that Zhang Yang was sweating a little, Wu Na couldn't help but asked with concern, "What's the matter, are you suffering from the cold?"

Zhang Yang hurriedly said: "No, no, it's just that being offered by so many people makes me feel a little flustered...it will be fine in a while."

Wu Na smiled and said, "From the day you started playing magic sticks, you should have such mental preparations."

Zhang Yang glanced at Wu Na: "If you want, I can make you into a Guanyin master worshiped by thousands of people!"

"Avalokitesvara!" Wu Na looked at Zhang Yang in bewilderment. Only then did Zhang Yang realize that the influence of Buddhism in China is still very limited. Although there are officially built White Horse Temple and Ganlu Temple, they are by no means what they were later on. Heyday.

If you ask how Buddhism can be so prevalent in China, the tall and mighty Prime Minister Ruo in front of you is the number one hero and pioneer!

Moreover, even if there is a Guanyin master today, he is still a man.The beautiful and loving Guanyin that everyone saw later in Journey to the West evolved over a long period of time.However, the meaning of evolution is very profound, it has evolved a man into a woman alive.

While the species has not changed, the sex has been turned upside down.That's the mutation of the genetic chromosome, and the genetic mutation can't be so thorough!

"My Buddha is merciful. It is a great honor for me to meet all Buddhist disciples. However, the weather is cold and the ground air is very cold. If you kneel for a long time, you will suffer from hidden diseases. In order to have better energy and body in the future, worship Buddha Enlightenment, please get up quickly. Amitabha, you are so kind!" Zhang Yang waved his hand with a smile after speaking, Ruo Rong took the lead to get up, and then other believers got up slowly.

Ze Rong strode forward, bowed to Zhang Yang, and said with a smile, "Master has been away for a long time, and I miss you very much. Today, I am lucky to have a visit from Master, and my disciple has already made preparations. The Buddha Bathing Conference only needs Master As soon as you come, you can start!"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Did you all prepare everything in advance and just wait for me to come?"

"It's, it's not... Today is the day to bathe the Buddha, and the master happened to be here, it can be said to be the Lord Buddha's will!" Ruo Rong smiled, then stepped aside, and made a request to Zhang Yang and Wu Na attitude.

Zhang Yang was taken aback, and asked, "Where are you going? Guoxiang Mansion, or Futu Temple?"

Ze Rong smiled and said, "Master, please take a bath and change clothes, have a discussion and give lectures, and preside over this Buddha Bathing Conference."

Wu Na glanced at Zhang Yang indifferently. Although she didn't say anything, it could be seen from her expression that she didn't like Zhang Yang wasting time on this.She came here to fulfill her wish this time because of Zhang Yang's face. Now she only wishes to return to Wujiabao as soon as possible, and bring back those mountains of grain and rice, so that the brothers who are still starving and freezing in the ice and snow Young and old have a good meal!

Zhang Yang nodded to her, motioning for her to rest assured that he would never delay too long.

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't move and followed him, Ze Rong looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously and said, "Master...what's wrong?"

Zhang Yang quickly waved his hands and said: "There is nothing wrong with it, but I came here today, I really have something important to do, and I won't stop after finishing it... Ruo... Oh, Master Kongshan's kindness, I appreciate it...I love it too." People of Buddha, the prosperity of Buddhism in the world is better than Xiapi, and the piety is better than the master... I will come again when I have time."

Ruo Rong felt sorry for hearing this, but he still didn't force it, but asked softly, "What are Master and General Wu going to do?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Wu Na, smiled lightly and said, "Listen to the teachings of Lord Buddha."

Ze Rong nodded, and asked again: "When will Master come again?"

Zhang Yang pretended to be deep and said: "When it's time to come, I will come naturally."

Ruo Rong lowered his head and meditated for a moment, savoring the Buddhist principles in Zhang Yang's words, and then raised his head after a while, and said regretfully: "In this case, the poor monks are not forced to stay...but some of them should ask the master to leave some teachings."

After finishing speaking, Ruo Rong clasped his hands together, facing Zhang Yang reverently.Zhang Yang felt a little complicated when he looked at the weird Prime Minister of the Kingdom who had a very bad evaluation in history, but he did dedicate everything to the cause of Buddhism.

Leaving aside the issues left over from history, Zhang Yang has somewhat of an aversion to Ruo Rong.He always serves himself respectfully, like a student treats his teacher, seeking the way of Buddhism, tirelessly, and admiring all his efforts.

Ruo Rong may have problems being an official and a person, but at least he respects the Buddha and Zhang Yang. How can Zhang Yang bear to watch him do all the bad things and die in the end like he did in history?

Zhang Yang went out of his mind for a moment, looked at the respectful Ruo Rong, and sighed: "The Great Dao ends, but we are like a drop in the ocean, how insignificant. There are thousands of people who seek the Tao, but only a few who become Buddhas. It is valuable to pursue persistently and tirelessly, but sometimes for the sake of The Dao in my heart, at all costs, is too paranoid, and violates the laws of the Dao. The Dao is boundless, and what is cultivated is chance, everything must be done according to fate, and you can't force it... Having said that, I hope Master Kongshan will cherish himself!"

Ruo Rong bowed to Zhang Yang in a loud voice: "Master's instruction, the poor monk will keep it in his heart, don't dare to forget it!"

After getting rid of Ruo Rong, Zhang Yang took Wu Na to the gorgeous Futu Temple.

Ruo Rong has already ordered a group of people to retreat, and there are only Wu Na and Zhang Yang in the huge temple.

Standing under the resplendent and resplendent Buddha standing several feet high, looking up at the smiling Buddha statue, even those who don’t believe in Buddhism can feel the publicity. A breath of benevolence rippling in the heart. bright.

Zhang Yang knelt gently on the futon under the Buddha, smiled and took Wu Na's little hand, Wu Na smiled at him gently, followed his instructions, and gently knelt on another futon.

Thousands of oil lamps are lit in Futu Temple, arranged in beautiful patterns, covering the ground and walls, under the light of Buddha, standing in the sea of ​​lights, like the sky and the sea of ​​stars stepping on the sky. There is an air of romance.

The golden Buddha's light reflected on Wu Naxia's face. At this moment, she was peaceful and beautiful, and her extremely beautiful jade face added an indescribable holy brilliance.Zhang Yang stared at her obsessively, unwilling to blink for a long time.

Wu Na angrily said, "You watch it every day, don't you get tired of it?"

After running around for so long, now I finally have a moment of free publicity, thinking of all the things since the two met, looking at the beautiful smile in front of me, looking at her affectionately, holding her catkin and gently kneading, He said emotionally: "I can't see enough in a lifetime."

"If I am old, I will become ugly, my skin will be wrinkled, my teeth will be gone, and my hair will be white. At that time, will you still look at me like this?" Wu Na looked up He glanced at the benevolent Buddha statue, then stared intently at Zhang Yang, and said quietly.

Zhang Yang pinched her nose and said with a smile: "At that time, I will be uglier than you, but in comparison, you are still so beautiful, how could I get bored..."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he said with emotion: "I am a person who doesn't believe in anything, I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't believe in Christianity, I don't believe in Christianity. I don't spend time worshiping those illusory gods. I can do many things at that time. But that snow Ye, I hugged you like a bereaved dog. I was chased and killed, I was forced into a trap, and I was shot with an arrow, but I was able to wade through the desperate situation, let you survive, and let me survive. You accompanied me to enjoy the wonderful time, I am really grateful to God, did not take me away from this world at that time, and took you away from me... So, I decided to kowtow to the Lord Buddha, thank you one time."

Listening to Zhang Yang's affectionate words, Wu Na looked at him with tenderness in her eyes, and said with a soft smile, "I also want to thank Lord Buddha for bringing you to my side."

After worshiping Buddha, Zhang Yang didn't want to take Wu Na to leave quietly, but Ruo Rong stomped into the hall with two exquisite and luxurious red sandalwood boxes in his hands. Seeing Zhang Yang, Wu Na was about to get up and leave, so he went forward and saluted , then smiled and said: "The master came from afar, and it is a great honor for the poor monk to get to know the master. This is a mere gift, a small gift from the poor monk, and it is a souvenir. I hope the master will not resign."

After finishing talking, Ruo Rong offered it with both hands, what else can Zhang Yang do, there is no reason to be polite, if you don't accept it, it shows that you look down on others!

"Thank you Master for the gift!" Zhang Yang took the two small boxes with a heavy hand, without looking at them, one could tell from the boxes that the gifts inside must be extremely luxurious.

Zhang Yang thought he could leave, but saw that Ruo Rong didn't intend to let him go, but stood there with some embarrassment, and said hesitantly, "That..."

Ruo Rong gestured with his hands, squeezed his fingers to gesture a few times, and then smiled sheepishly.

Zhang Yang and Wu Na were taken aback, wanting a reward?However, Zhang Yang searched all over his body and found nothing valuable. Just when he was wondering, Ruo Rong said again: "Well, can the master keep the calligraphy and let the poor monk engrave it in the temple, so that the poor monk can use it every day?" Observing and emulating, you can always receive the teachings of the master?"

Before Zhang Yang could refuse, he saw Ruo Rong's sleeves flicked, and he held a very well-made wolf hair brush in his hand, and at the same time presented a grinder to Zhang Yang along with the brush.

Zhang Yang knew what level his handwriting was. Hanging it by the bedside can prevent pregnancy, and hanging it by the door can ward off evil spirits.

Zhang Yang gave a dry laugh, and said with a chuckle: "The master has always paid attention to worshiping the Buddha, and he also wrote with his heart. I am really tired of doing it. I dictate it, and you write it. This poem is specially made for you, and no one is qualified to write it except you."

When Ruo Rong heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, but then he was overjoyed. He hurriedly spread a piece of good Zuo Bo paper on the extremely flat ground, opened the ink cup, knelt down in front of him, raised his head and smiled and said to Zhang Yang: " Master, you can begin."

Wu Na looked at Zhang Yang in surprise, Zhang Yang gave her a faint smile, and then pretended to be pacing in the hall, and after a long while, he said loudly: "Kongshan—"

"The disciple is here!" Ruo Rong interrupted Zhang Yang's cadenced recitation, and replied respectfully.

Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled, "I'm not calling you, but my poem is about to start, and the first two words are empty mountains."

Then Ruo Rong suddenly realized: "This is indeed specially made for me...Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Yang nodded, and then continued to recite: "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow up. The bamboo noise returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. Spring is fragrant at will, and the king and grandson can stay. "

"Kongshan, this is me... But the bottom seems to be closed to me... No, it must be that the Zen in Master Wukong's poems is too deep, I just can't understand it for a while, come again... After the new rain in Kongshan..."

By the time Ruo Rong came out of the beautiful poems, Zhang Yang and Wu Na had long since disappeared.