Compared with the fireworks and willow alleys that are often visited by peddlers and pawns, Qingyin Alley has always been a top-notch place for famous gentry, literati and poets to sing the wind and the moon, and listen to beautiful women playing the piano and music. According to legend, a Buddhist monk was reincarnated here to become a prostitute, and then suddenly realized the light and enlightenment of the fireworks and attained the seventh level Bodhisattva. Qingyin Alley changed one word, which was called Qingyin Alley since then.

It is also because of the Bodhisattva with the Dharma name Qingyin that Xuanchan established a school in a romantic place like Changlefang for the first time, which also made the literary and ink words born here not only become a foreplay of a spring night, but also some of the charm of transcendence and transcendence.

Today, all kinds of people gathered in front of the Dajue Monastery at the entrance of Qingyin Lane, but there was no noise. They just listened quietly to a man's lecture on the steps of the Dajue Monastery.

The man's skin was dark, his clothes were the same as those of ordinary people, but his voice was full of energy and calm and confident. Even if the listeners could not fully understand the profound meaning of his words, they all showed a convincing look.

In the Dajue Monastery, several scholars in long gowns looked at the man's back as he taught with their hands behind their backs, nodding their heads, and sometimes discussing in a low voice.

I heard the man say, "I asked a month ago, what is the Yuanshen, Yuanqi, Yuanjing? Mr. Shouyi had answered this question. There is only one holy heart. Its flow is qi, and its condensation is essence, and its wonderful use is spirit. Someone also asked what is the essence of true yin and the energy of true yang? It is necessary to know that yin is born from yang and yang is born from yin, which is a Tai Chi. If you know this principle, this kind of truth can be self-evident. If you don't know this principle, there are so-called three gates, seven rebates and nine turns, and such questions will be endless."

As the man paused, Xu Yingqiu nodded slightly, and saw that there were not only some scholars in his listening, but also many merchants and barons who could not read big words, and even women, saying, "Liu Wan's words are really easy to understand."

Shen Qingteng, who was standing beside him, said: "He is not from a scholastic school, he doesn't write much, but he is a strong point when he teaches orally and in a heart-to-heart manner. Even foolish men and women can understand it."

Xu Yingqiu sighed: "Although it is easy to understand, how many people can recognize the holy heart. If they recognize the holy heart, they will be like the Taoist sect returning to Tai Chi. The Buddhist sect's view of the origin of the cause and become a god and a saint."

Shen Qingteng said: "So, when Confucianism practices, you need to work harder. If you don't know what the mind is, you force your mind to have no external objects. This is not a saint."

Xu Yingqiu smiled and said, "Just like those corrupt scholars who claim to have inherited the true teachings of the Consecration of Saints but only focus on studying things but do not know them."

Shen Qingteng couldn't help but smile: "The truth is this truth, but it doesn't have to be so narrow-minded."

Xu Yingqiu laughed loudly, after a while, sighed: "I don't know if the Master has reached this level." He hesitated for a moment, "The Master was demoted to the Yudian Palace to compile books, I don't know that the saint went west this time..."

Shen Qingteng paused after hearing this and responded: "At most two days, the Master will arrive at Xuandu Post."

The look of surprise flashed in Xu Yingqiu's eyes, but he didn't say anything more.

On the stone steps of the Dajue Monastery, Liu Wan's clear voice echoed around: "I ask what the heart is? If you are hot, you will get cool, and if you are cold, you will eat when you are hungry, and you will sleep when you are sleepy. Dressing and eating is the heart, filling your stomach is to maintain your body, and only by maintaining your life can you establish your life. Dressing and knowing shame is close to courage. It can be seen that the heart is the selfishness of people, and if you are selfless, you will have no mind."

A literati with a tall crown and wide belt in the crowd asked after hearing this: "According to your opinion, saints also have selfish intentions?"

Liu Wan glanced at the literary man and sneered: "If you open the chest of the clay sculpture in the temple, you must not have it."

The literati looked angry on his face and raised his tone and said, "How dare you humiliate the sacred so much?"

Liu Wan asked back: "What do you think about the wasteland?"

When the literati frowned when she heard this, Gan Huang was the real name of the ancestor of the human race. If he talked about the saint, the ancestor of the human race would naturally be the first to be affected. Liu Wan called his name so directly, which sounded a little disrespectful to the literati, but he was not easy to get angry. He just hummed from his nose and said aloud: "Heaven does not give birth to the ancestor of the human race, and it will be like a long night!"

This sentence was said passionately, and everyone who listened to the lecture showed admiration and excitement, but an inappropriate chuckle sounded, which made everyone glar at the ignorant young man.

The young man was wearing black clothes. Although the laughter was inappropriate, his smile did not make people feel frivolous, but instead made people feel good. His left hand was put on the corner of his mouth, as if he was whispering to others. He was staring at him. He calmly put down his hand and made a bowing gesture, indicating that he had no intention of being disrespectful.

The literati's face cleared a little, but he still asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

Li Chan smiled and said, "Forgive me for taking the blame, but my words were said so well that I suddenly thought of an interesting thing."

Liu Wan on the steps asked, "Why might you tell me it?"

Li Chan asked back: "What is the most expensive thing before a human ancestor?"

The literati with the E-capped Cape and Broadband said without thinking: "Of course, life is the most expensive."

Li Chan shook her head and said, "At that time, human life was as cheap as grass, where was it expensive?" When she said this, she saw the angry look in the literati's eyes, so she didn't say anything more, just said, "Paper candles were the most expensive at that time."

The literati frowned. The young man's words were ridiculous. It turned out to be a sensational guy. Liu Wan on the steps said strangely: "How do you say this?"

Li Chan said: "The long night is long, so you should walk with candles and burn paper."

"Mirely, wonderful!" Liu Wan's eyes lit up and she laughed loudly.

The literati came to his senses, his face turned red, his anger became more and more intense. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to scold Li Chan.

When he spoke in his throat, he held it in his mouth for a while, and finally said, "Nothing is a rebellious person." Then he left with his sleeves.

Liu Wan smiled and said to Li Chan: "This man looks at him."

Li Chan smiled and said, "I am only lucky to know Mr. Today."

"Li Lang and I are acquaintances." Xu Yingqiu walked out of the gate of Dajue Monastery and said to Li Chan: "Li Lang might as well come over and talk?"

Li Chan responded, nodded to Liu Wan, and stopped disturbing the lecture and went up the side of the steps.

When we arrived at the Dajue Temple, we greeted the people present one by one with Xu Yingqiu's introduction.

It was not a coincidence that Li Chan came to Dajue Monastery, just because he knew that this was a school in Yangmen, and he also learned that he had found several Yangmen Confucian scholars who had recently been in contact with the Monastery, including Xu Yingqiu and Shen Qingteng.

In the original case of the Goddess Bridge, Li Chan had never seen the Censor Heyi behind Li Li'er. When he saw this, the two did not know each other.

Xu Yingqiu introduced to everyone: "This is the owner of Ximoju." He said and smiled at Li Chan, "Why did you walk so in a hurry after drinking that night..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yingqiu's eyes fell on Li Chan's head.

I saw Li Chan's hair bun tied up with a cloth belt, and two long and short cloth tassels were hung down.

According to the Dayong people mourn their deceased friends, they will expose their right shoulder when they are wearing clothes. When they are inconvenient, they will avoid the crown instead. Li Chan's method of tying her hair bun is to avoid the crown.

Xu Yingqiu smiled and asked solemnly: "But what happened?"

Li Chan did not respond, but just asked, "Xu Lang promised to write lyrics for the music score the day before yesterday. Is this promise still counting?"
Chapter completed!