Zen Master Xuyun's courtyard is far away from the hustle and bustle, remote and secluded. The light sandalwood fragrance floats along with the sound of wooden fish. The Sanskrit sounds of the ancient temple seem to be playing in the heart. All the anxiety and dust are wiped away, leaving only tranquility and peace.
Both Ye Zhenzhen and Cui Weizhen remained silent, waiting for Zen Master Xuyun to finish reciting the Sanskrit sounds before saying hello.
Zen Master Xuyun is a wise and broad-minded eminent monk. Even saints treat him with courtesy and his status is so high. However, he has never developed a domineering aura. Instead, he has become more and more calm, honest, tolerant and wise.
Although he was old, his eyes were not cloudy, and he had a clear and wise insight into the world. Just one glance made Ye Zhenzhen lower her head uncomfortably, always feeling that her little thoughts were invisible in front of the Zen Master.
The Zen master immediately laughed and said: "I already know your purpose of coming. Tan Yue Bodhisattva's heart is in line with my Buddha's teachings on saving all sentient beings, and he is worthy of being a noble person of my Buddhist sect. The existence of Yongshan Hall is a blessing to the people and the country. I have already
Inform Junior Brother Xuwu that in the future, Xiangguo Temple will take out part of the incense and silver to support Tanyue’s Yongshan Hall.”
Ye Zhenzhen was immediately stunned.
On the way here, she imagined countless possibilities and thought of countless opening remarks. Unexpectedly, when the matter came, she was not allowed to say a word, and the Zen master had already arranged everything for her.
As expected of a highly respected monk, Ye Zhenzhen has been conquered by his charisma.
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't calm down for a while, Cui Weizhen expressed his gratitude on her behalf.
Zen Master Xuyun waved his hand nonchalantly, glanced at the couple from left to right, and asked gently: "The two Tan Yue looked unhappy when they came, are there any troubles? Why don't you talk to me, maybe I can give you some advice?
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Cui Weizhen: "..."
Ye Zhenzhen: “???”
If you read it correctly, the light shining in the Zen master's eyes is the light of gossip, right? This look is very familiar to Ye Zhenzhen. Every time Chu Ningyan talks to her about the gossip of various families in the capital, she always talks to the Zen master at this time.
Exactly the same!
All the worldly masters and eminent monks turned into flying smoke at this moment!
Ye Zhenzhen seemed to hear something breaking in her heart, her expression was very numb: "Zen Master, when we came, you were chanting sutras with your eyes closed."
And how did you see them looking unhappy?
Zen Master Xuyun showed no embarrassment at being exposed, and still looked like an outsider: "Tan Yue is looking at the appearance. I am not seeing with my eyes, but with my heart."
Ye Zhenzhen: "... Zen Master's Dharma is profound, I bow to you."
The Zen master smiled and said nothing, but looked at Cui Weizhen.
The corner of Cui Weizhen's mouth twitched, and he knew that this old monk was the best at pretending. I don't know how many people were deceived by his appearance. Only Cui Weizhen knew the true face of the old monk early - the old monk designated him as the "Son of Buddha"
"In order for him to become a monk, I don't know how many tricks were used to deceive him.
What I'm talking about now is that I just want to see his jokes.
Cui Weizhen naturally would not give the old monk a chance to laugh. He held his wife's hand grandly and said calmly: "This is the relationship between husband and wife. The Zen master is an outsider with pure six senses. I'm afraid I can't understand it. The relationship between us husband and wife
It’s better not to contaminate Zen master’s practice with such trivial matters.”
Ye Zhenzhen struggled a little, but Cui Weizhen wouldn't let go. She didn't want to make too much trouble in front of others, so she just glared at him and gave up.
This was neither painful nor itchy for Cui Weizhen, and he could successfully hold his wife's little hand. Although his face remained calm, he felt very proud in his heart——
Of course, this kind of pride cannot be experienced by monks like Zen Master Xuyun.