Datang broom star

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Another monk stood up and said, "The poor monk has forgotten that today a nobleman has invited us to talk about Zen."

The monks got up and left one after another.

Sitting there, Dehong suddenly felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Is this the big deal you're talking about?"

Jia Ping'an's voice became louder and even asked unscrupulously.

The official looked at this scene and was also a little puzzled.

"Do you want someone to apologize with death?"

Jia Ping stepped forward and asked.

The official's eyelids twitched, "You..."

"What?"

Jia Pingan said aggressively: "Before outsiders make a move, you want to force Jia to death just to calm down some people. Now that Jia is here, where is the horizontal knife?"

The officials blushed and were speechless.

Why did the monks leave?

"Master, Xuanzang has left the Great Mercy Temple."

Changsun Wuji asked, "Why?"

Xuanzang was acquainted with many dignitaries, and his prestige was too high. In order to avoid suspicion, he seldom went out in the past two years.

"I don't know. He arrived in front of the imperial city in a carriage earlier, and those monks left immediately."

"For Jia Ping'an?"

Changsun Wuji thought it was impossible.

"Master."

The official who had gone to scold Jia Pingan came back, embarrassed, "Master, those monks are gone. Jia Pingan said that I will try to force him to death, just to calm down some people."

"Master!"

The two looked at their eldest grandson Wuji.

Changsun Wuji shook his head, "Leave this matter aside for the time being."

Seeing that the two were puzzled, he said in a deep voice: "Jia Ping'an means that I will persecute him for the sake of a few monks. This will anger some people, and then become enemies with those monks. Such things cannot be done."

He suddenly laughed and said, "Xuanzang has come, why? Is it because he is worried that those monks will anger His Majesty?"

……

Great Mercy Temple.

Xuanzang returned to his meditation room.

There was a monk sitting opposite him, relatively silent.

After a long time, the monk asked, "Why did the Master go today?"

"Go for Uncle Wuyang."

"Why is this?"

"He found Sister." Xuanzang said with a smile: "That day when I saw Sister, the poor monk was overjoyed. That moment was the world."

The monk praised: "I wait for outsiders, but I come from the world. The friendship cannot be abandoned, but it cannot be left behind."

Xuanzang glanced at him, "What is a Buddha? If you have good thoughts in your heart, you are a Buddha. What is a good monk? Let all living beings know that everything in the world of mortals is false, and don't indulge in it. Abandon greed and hatred, and seek liberation. It is the eminent monk."

The monk asked: "Is the world of mortals really illusory?"

"It's all a passing cloud." Xuanzang thought of that young man, "but...you and I come from the world, and we are admonishing the world, but we are also advising ourselves."

The monk got up and went out.

There are several senior monks standing outside.

"how?"

The monk showed admiration, "Master said that he has never got rid of greed and hatred. While admonishing the world, he is also admonishing himself."

The monks proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Then why did the mage persuade Dehong and others to retreat this time?"

The monk said: "The Master said that Uncle Wuyang has a friendship with him."

The monks were silent.

……

"Those monks are gone?"

Bao Dong laughed and said, "When Master Xuanzang came, he just lifted the curtain of the car, and those monks left."

Ming Jing was happy in her heart, but then she felt that she shouldn't be happy for Jia Ping'an, "Master, it seems that he hasn't been out of Da Ci'en Temple this year, right? Why did he come?"

Bao Dong shook his head, "After I went, I talked about it, and then the mage asked me to lead the way."

Xuanzang can be said to be one of the most prestigious and famous people in Chang'an City. Although Ming Jing is not an admirer, she is also very curious about why Jia Pingan invited Xuanzang.

She wants to ask.

But I had already given Jia Pingan a cold face before, and it was a bit embarrassing to ask questions at this time.

A voice came from outside.

"Where is Uncle Wuyang going?"

"Someone went to the Forbidden Garden to have a look."

Jia Pingan usually went to the Forbidden Garden in the afternoon, and probably would not come back.

Ming Jing felt itchy, so she went out and coughed dryly.

Jia Ping'an didn't hear of it.