Stir-fried Datang: The Strongest Daughter

Chapter 130 Farewell to Xuanzang
Xuanzang was a little surprised, why did the county magistrate look at him so eagerly?And she is just an ordinary saint, but she calls herself a saint, which is really frightening.

This battle is too big!
"Dare to ask the county lord, why is he so enthusiastically entertained? The poor monk is only a barefoot monk, so he doesn't deserve such a courteous reception from the county lord."

Yang Xiaoran laughed and said: "Master's heart is devoted to the Buddha. This time, when he enters Borneo alone, the road to the west must be full of obstacles. I pave the ground with straw mats and red silk, just out of admiration for the master's heart towards the Buddha. "

Xuanzang was startled, a trace of panic flashed in his calm eyes.

Although the young Xuanzang studied Buddhism since he was a child, he was still young after all, he had not traveled westward, and his realm had not yet reached that height.Furthermore, he did not obtain the certificate of customs clearance at all, and this trip to the west was done in secret. If anyone knew about it, he would not only be punished, but also implicate the abbots and brothers.

No one else knows this kind of secret except his master, how did the county lord know about it?Is it true that this person is a child of a fairy as rumored in the market?Know the future and the past?
Seeing Xuanzang's face turned pale, Yang Xiaoran suddenly wanted to slap himself.

She remembered that Qian Wenzhong once said on the Baijia forum that Xuanzang did not have a customs clearance document when he traveled westward. In short, he was smuggled out of the country!

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoran hurriedly said, "It's me, Meng Lang, and I hope Master will forgive me."

After a pause, he said: "Master, come, come, let's go to the manor first. Your clothes are soaked, I brought you clean shoes and socks, you can change into them first, and come with me to the manor for a cup of hot tea."

Although I felt a little weird in my heart, but after all, I was the great master in the future, and I let it go after thinking about it in my mind.

After saying a thank you gift, he put on clean shoes and socks and followed Yang Xiaoran into the Zhuangzi.

Yang Xiaoran couldn't help but be overwhelmed by Xuanzang's bearing, this is a master!
Thoughts are clear, and people are not constrained by trivial matters. If people can cultivate this mentality, they will benefit a lot regardless of whether the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss is there or not.It seems that I have to study Buddhist scriptures in the future even if I have nothing to do, maybe I can gain something.

After entering the mansion, Xuanzang sat down without looking sideways. Yang Xiaoran cooked tea himself, but there was nothing added to it, just a cup of bitter tea, and he handed it to Xuanzang, "Master, please use tea."

"The county lord is very kind, and the poor monk is very grateful."

Xuanzang thanked him, took the tea, and took a sip. The tea was very bitter, without any adjustments, but it was in line with Xuanzang's wishes.Because in this pure bitterness, he has tasted a little sweetness.Thinking of his wish to travel west, his state of mind actually improved slightly.

Cultivation is like this bitter tea, it is a reward after suffering!
"Master, the guest room has been cleaned, and some hot water has been prepared for the master. Why don't you go wash up first, and I will arrange for people to prepare meals."

Xuanzang got up and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the benefactor, I am grateful for the hospitality."

Yang Xiaoran smiled, and suddenly waved his hands away, saying: "Master, this trip must be full of hardships, it is my honor to be able to take a rest in my Xiaoqingzhuang."

"Dare to ask the benefactor, how did he know that the poor monk is going west?"

Yang Xiaoran smiled and said: "If I say that my master told me? Do you believe it?"

After finishing speaking, he laughed loudly and said, "Master, why should you care about these things? I have no malice towards Master..."

Xuanzang was stunned for a while, and then he burst out laughing, "It's the poor monk who has a picture. If so, the poor monk will be rude to bother you."

"You are welcome, master, please, master!"

"Amitabha!"

After Xuanzang left, Yang Xiaoran ordered someone to pick some fresh vegetables, and also specially instructed not to put green onions, ginger and garlic, because she remembered that the ordained monks were not allowed to eat these things.He even took out precious vegetable oil to cook for Xuanzang.

Nowadays, most of the cooking at home still uses animal fat, and things like vegetable oil are very precious.

After everything was settled, Yang Xiaoran sat in the main hall and waited for Xuanzang.

Baolin asked a little puzzled: "Sister Yaoxiang, my Tang Dynasty does not allow people to leave the customs at will. I'm afraid this monk didn't have a certificate to pass the customs. Why do you treat him like this?"

Yang Xiaoran smiled and said, "Brother Baolin, would you believe me if I said that this monk would become a grand master?"

Baolin scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "I'll believe what my sister says he will become a grand master."

A trace of warmth flowed in my heart.

Baolin is like a brother next door, although he is not good at words, he can always make himself feel warm.

After Xuanzang washed up, he came wearing worldly clothes.

Baolin glanced at Yang Xiaoran, and couldn't help feeling a little admiration.

Just looking at this monk's behavior, he feels superior to others, he doesn't stick to small details, and his appearance is just superficial. This monk is indeed a little different.

Mrs. Yuchi is also a devout Buddhist, so Baolin has some understanding of Buddhist affairs.

Seeing Xuanzang coming out wearing the clothes Yang Xiaoran gave him, he felt that this monk was a little different, and began to admire the look of the girl from the Cheng family.

Xuanzang saluted Yang Xiaoran. After the host and guest were seated, Xuanzang took a bite of the food, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

Not because of the sumptuous meals, but because of the care of the benefactor.

Thinking of the resistance I encountered when I vowed to travel west, I couldn't help feeling sad.

In the first year of Zhenguan, he had traveled west once, but without success.

In the second year of Zhenguan, he set off again, but was blocked again.

This time, he no longer thought about the customs clearance document, and planned to sneak out of the country. Although it violated the law, he became firmer when he thought that there was a way to save the world in the Buddha's kingdom.Along the way, although I have not yet left the boundary of Chang'an, I have been treated harshly, and even a Buddha's heart can't help but feel sad.

My heart is toward the Buddha, why is there such a big obstacle?

He was also confused, but after eating this meal, Xuanzang's heart gradually became firm again.

He lowered his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then raised his head and said, "Xuanzang is deeply grateful for the kindness of the almsgiver, and will definitely go to the Brahman country to learn Mahayana Buddhism, and come back to save sentient beings."

"The master's heart towards the Buddha is admirable. I just tried my best, and the master doesn't care."

Yang Xiaoran smiled, and said again: "If you feel sorry for Master, why don't you tell me about Buddhism."

"Does the donor also believe in Buddhism?"

Yang Xiaoran shook his head, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

In her previous life, she was an atheist; but after undergoing soul piercing, she dared not say so anymore.

"Good!"

Xuanzang clasped his hands together, "The almsgiver has great fortune, but he has done all kinds of good deeds before entering our door, great fortune, great fortune."

Yang Xiaoran was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Master, is there really reincarnation?"

I thought Xuanzang would nod his head, but Xuanzang shook his head, "The poor monk is stupid, but he has not realized the matter of reincarnation."

After a pause, he continued: "Although I haven't comprehended it, the poor monk secretly thought that as long as one's heart is dedicated to the Buddha, and one's heart is firm, it doesn't matter what happened in the past life and what will happen in the next life? Cultivate the Buddha and cultivate the mind, recite the Buddha's name and observe the mind. , the future is just a matter of a moment."

Yang Xiaoran nodded in praise, and suddenly said: "Master, although I have never studied Buddhist scriptures, Master is also a Taoist, but I also believe in reincarnation."

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, and then heard Yang Xiaoran continue to say: "How wonderful is the predestined relationship in the world. There are all kinds of things in the past life, and so on in the next life. We are ordinary people who are trapped in the mortal body. Who can explain this kind of wonderful law? Only enlightenment Only when you understand it will you know the truth.”

Xuanzang's eyes became brighter, "The benefactor has such a root of wisdom at a young age, good, good."

Yang Xiaoran smiled, and said: "The sage said that he didn't know life, but how could he know death? Who would dare to say that it is not destined by karma and reincarnation?"

"Amitabha, the benefactor seems to have gained three points of the true taste, so he no longer needs to listen to the scriptures and dharma of the poor."

Yang Xiaoran laughed and said: "Master, three of us must have my teacher. It is my blessing to be able to listen to the master's lectures."

Xuanzang also laughed, and felt that the county lord was extremely intelligent, and if he entered Buddhism, he would have great fortune.

The host and guest enjoyed a meal.Xuanzang is not only proficient in Buddhism, but also very proficient in a hundred schools of thought. The two talked about the world and gave birth to a sense of confidant.

Xuanzang would always be amazed by Yang Xiaoran's one or two words from later generations from time to time, and Master Xuanzang's understanding of Buddhism also impressed Yang Xiaoran.

The words he spoke were easy to understand and close to life, which gave Yang Xiaoran a lot of inspiration.

The two talked about Buddhism and scriptures for three days in a row. Later, even Mrs. Pei also came to listen to Xuanzang's lectures with great concentration, and praised Xuanzang's profound Buddhist teachings again and again, which benefited him a lot.It was not until the fourth day that Yang Xiaoran and Mrs. Pei reluctantly bid farewell to this master.

Before leaving, Yang Xiaoran sent two gold cakes and some gold leaves to Xuanzang.

"Master, please accept it. I have benefited a lot from talking with you about Buddhism, scriptures, and medicine these few days. During this trip, Master, it is inevitable to eat and sleep on the road. It is always better to have more money."

Seeing that Xuanzang wanted to refuse, Yang Xiaoran hurriedly said: "Master, this is what I worshiped the Buddha. Master went to the Brahman country to learn the scriptures and came back to preach. Although I am not a Buddhist disciple or a lay person, if I can do my best for the Mahayana classics in the Central Plains." Mian Li, I am very happy in my heart, the master will accept it."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! The kindness of the donor is so touching, such a poor monk has the audacity to accept it."

Yang Xiaoran smiled, clapped his hands, and immediately someone led a white horse, "Master, the journey is so long, and the poor horse can't stand its strength. This white horse is a tribute from a small country in the Western Regions. Your Majesty rewarded me. Today I will give it to Master." , let it carry you to the west, and save the master the journey."

Xuanzang was so moved that he didn't know what to say, so he bowed deeply, accepting Yang Xiaoran's kindness calmly.

"Benefactor, take care!"

"Master, take care! When you come back from your studies, I will still be here to cleanse you up!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the figure of Xuanzang going away, Yang Xiaoran pursed his lips and smiled, Tang Seng really still had to ride a white horse to look good.

Of course, it would be even better if there is a senior brother!

It's a pity that myths are just myths after all, and all she can cherish is the legend in front of her eyes.

"Sister Yaoxiang, this master Xuanzang is really profound in Buddhism. I can't imagine that he is only 26 years old now. What kind of state will he be in when he returns from his studies?"

Baolin looked at Xuanzang's retreating back, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

People who can persevere to the end for their beliefs are admirable no matter where they go, especially people like Xuanzang who sacrifice their ego for the sake of the big self...

(End of this chapter)