Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

Zhao Kuangyin, who walked out of the lobby, frowned and thought: "This old monk's words are so strange, and he is always fighting, what is the hidden meaning?"

When Zhao Kuangyin arrived in the guest room, he saw that the bed was neat and tidy, the windows were bright and clean, and there was a faint fragrance. He was immediately relieved and very pleased.

After a while, the little novice sent dinner, all fresh wild fruits and vegetables, crisp and delicious.

Zhao Kuangyin was hungry, so he gobbled up, and didn't stop until he was too hungry.

After the leftovers were withdrawn, Zhao Kuangyin became sleepy and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he only felt that there were two rays of light in the sky, which suddenly fell down, one golden and one red.

He opened his eyes in surprise, but couldn't open anything.

Two tender laughs came, giggling, as if they were in his ears, and as if they were far away.

"Is this the first emperor of the new world?"

"It seems to be called Zhao Kuangyin. When I was in my mother's stomach, I heard her talking every day."

"However, it looks like he is at a loss now. Why don't we help him?"

These two voices chuckled for a long time, and then disappeared.

Zhao Kuangyin only woke up at this time, and it was already three poles in the day. Zhao Kuangyin quickly put on his clothes and got up.

At this time, the two little novices who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came in with wash water and breakfast.

Zhao Kuangyin went out after finishing his meal. The old monk had been waiting in the lobby for a long time. The two met, prayed to each other, and talked for a while.

Zhao Kuangyin wanted to leave early, so he got up and said goodbye.

The old monk stopped and said: "Wait! Lao Na has prepared a few glasses of thin wine, just as it is for you to go away. It is not too late to leave after having lunch. Why should you be so flustered." Zhao Kuangyin had to sit down again and talk to the old monk about the current situation. , And asked when the world will return to peace. The old monk Nianxu said: "As long as the Central Plains are unified, the world will be peaceful, and the time will not be far away.

Zhao Kuangyin asked hurriedly: "Has the saint been born?"

The saint he was talking about was not a very powerful saint of Journey to the West.

They are sages like Confucius and Mencius.

After hundreds of years of transformation, the world at this time is mostly mortal.

Therefore, many people want to be saints.

"It's far in the sky and right in front of you, but remember that you must quit and kill good people in order to unify the Central Plains."

The old monk said earnestly.

Zhao Kuangyin can get the throne, which has a lot to do with the following sentence.

"This is natural." Zhao Kuangyin nodded and said yes.

The two were able to talk vigorously, and it was noon unknowingly, the little novice prepared a meal and heated a pot of good wine.

The old monk invited Zhao Kuangyin to sit on the table, and Zhao Kuangyin gave in and said: "I am grateful for the wrong love of the master. How can I still dare to occupy the position of the guest?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Okay! Okay! Right now the dragon is losing water, keeping a low profile, and Lao Na still has to sit on the main seat. The distinguished guest is not polite, but Lao Na is rude instead."

After speaking, sit down.

The old monk poured a glass of wine for Zhao Kuangyin. He just drank tea to accompany him. He explained: "Lao Na has been quitting alcohol and being a vegetarian for decades. He can only use tea instead of wine. Please don't be offended!" Zhao Kuangyin thanked the old monk again and again.

After drinking and eating, the old monk asked his apprentice to fetch twelve pieces of silver and give it to Zhao Kuangyin.

Seeing Zhao Kuangyin's repeated rejections, the old monk said: "You are welcome! You are welcome! This is also a gift from a kind donor to our temple. Lao Na just borrowed flowers to present the Buddha. You head north, but within a few days you will have a place to stay. Although there are few entanglements, but Enough."

Zhao Kuangyin had no choice but to thank him.

The old monk said again: "Lao Na has a few more words to give to the nobles."

Zhao Kuangyin thoughtfully said: "I should listen carefully."

The old monk said: "'When you meet Guo Naian, it will appear in the first week, two days of light, and the Nangmu should be the truth." Please remember these sixteen words in your heart."

Zhao Kuangyin was at a loss, but he couldn't ask too much, so he could only say that he had learned.

Zhao Kuangyin took the quiver and bow bag in the hands of the monk, got up to say goodbye, and agreed to the old monk: "If this trip is fulfilled, I will never forget the great kindness of the master! Since the master can predict the future, when will we? Can we meet again?"

"When the world is peaceful, you and I will naturally meet again!"

The old monk said meaningfully.

The old monk sent Zhao Kuangyin to the gate of the temple, said "The future is cherished", and then turned back.

Zhao Kuangyin followed the old monk's instructions, Zhao Kuangyin followed the old monk's instructions, all the way north, the scenery along the way was pleasant, and he didn't feel lonely.

Zhao Kuangyin crossed the Han River and went up the river. He saw the mountains in front of him. The terrain was very steep. A large camp was stationed faintly behind the mountain, and a large flag was flying in the wind.

Zhao Kuangyin walked several tens of meters toward Daying, only then did he recognize that the word "Guo" was written on it, and he immediately touched his memory, thinking: "The old monk said'Yu Guo Naian', is this this place?"

He didn't care about three, seven, twenty, and he tried to talk about it, and then headed towards Daying.

Long after Zhao Kuangyin walked out, the old monk was still behind him, staring blankly.

On the side, the little novice monk asked strangely: "Master, why do you treat this person so politely and take care of the delicious food?"

The old monk looked back at the little novice monk, and said, "Why? Of course it's because of the Buddha's account."

Buddha?

The little novice monk was only a teenager and never knew who the Buddha was.

At this moment, I heard the unfamiliar words, and the master seemed to respect him very much, and suddenly he was blinded.

"Where is the Buddha? What did the Buddha explain?"

"Buddha, in a place where none of us can go. He naturally confessed that Zhao Kuangyin should not be the emperor."

The old monk's face no longer had the compassionate smile that he had just now, instead it was replaced with sternness and indifference.

"Don't let him be the emperor? Then the master has been reminding him just now, showing the way, obviously let him be the emperor?"

"Hmph! That's just for him to enter the trap earlier!"

Little novice monk: "······"

Zhao Kuangyin listened to the old monk and went to Guo Wei's camp.

With his outstanding talent and extraordinary martial arts, he was reused, and was soon transferred to Kaifeng Prefecture Mazhi Army Envoy.

On the one hand, he led the brothers to practice hard, on the other hand, he also improved his military ability.

As his prestige and status grew, he became more and more grateful to the old monk.

If it weren't for him back then, there would really be no self now.

However, what he didn't know was that it was this old monk. After sending him away, he would contact soldiers and horses everywhere and lobby the leader, hoping to set a trap for Zhao Kuangyin to die.

However, a long time passed, Zhao Kuangyin was fine, but Guo Wei was seriously ill.

The disease came inexplicably, and soon Guo Wei died unexpectedly.

In this way, it becomes a question of who will inherit his throne.

He has no sons or nephews, only his wife has a nephew, Chai Rong.