In the blue sky, the sun shines brightly. The warm sunshine shines on the revitalized ancient city, adding a touch of warmth to the ancient city that has experienced war.
Not far from the government office, Lu Heng, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, was bringing A Gui, Duan Peng, Wang Xirang and other generals to the famous White Horse Temple in Taiyuan Prefecture.
"The White Horse Temple was founded in the early Tang Dynasty and has a history of more than 500 years. It covers an area of about 140,000 meters. It is a famous temple in the north of the Great Wall. It is said that when Emperor Shengwu was forced to become a monk, he was there
I lived in this temple temporarily for a long time. Therefore, after Emperor Shengwu came to the throne, he followed the system of the Tang Dynasty and respected this place as a national temple. In the following decades, the White Horse Temple was a Buddhist resort in the north.
, the incense was flourishing, and eminent monks emerged in large numbers. Later, on the eve of the capital, this artistic pearl outside the Great Wall gradually declined."
Lu Heng, who was in a good mood along the way, also unknowingly acted as a tour guide. From the moment he entered the mountain gate to the time he walked to the entrance of the Main Hall, Lu Heng walked slowly with a contented look on his face.
With a smile on his face, he pointed at every main hall and Buddhist scripture pavilion he passed, and talked about the history and culture of this temple.
The lively explanation made the big men behind him fascinated.
"I really can't believe that a ruined temple can have so many doorways!" Liu Sanbiao groped his chin, squatted on a stone tablet with the ruins of the Zongtang Dynasty written on it, smashed it and praised: "Our Emperor Shengwu also led here,
Gee, I really didn’t expect that!”
"That's right, if I hadn't heard the military counselor say so, I wouldn't have known that this ruined temple has so many ways!" Wang Xirang squatted down, pushed Liu Sanbiao aside, then groped his chin and pretended to read the stone tablet.
Who wrote the big characters?
Duan Peng, who was following Lu Heng, saw Wang Xirang and the two squatting there, looking at the stone tablet like money fans, with eyes full of contempt.
miser!
Duan Peng, who claims to be a Jinshi, vividly displayed his nobility as a scholar in front of Wang Xirang and Wang Xirang. Such a gentleman loves money and takes the wise approach of an expert, which made Agui on the side look at him for a moment.
of.
"Military advisor...!" Duan Peng glanced at the huge incense burner engraved with the words "The First Year of Zhenguan Year of the Tang Dynasty" and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He walked over, squatted in front of the incense burner, reached out and fumbled for the small seal on the copper burner.
He couldn't put it down and smashed it with his mouth. Then he turned around, pointed at the incense burner and said, "Is this incense burner really made during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty?"
"Yes!" Lu Heng smiled, and then asked Agui to fetch three incense sticks. After lighting them with the flame in the incense burner, he respectfully saluted Sakyamuni in the hall three times. While offering incense, he
He smiled and said to Duan Peng: "Moreover, according to popular legend, Emperor Taizong personally supervised the construction of this copper furnace!"
"So, this incense burner is very valuable?" Duan Peng, who had just boasted of his loftiness, revealed his fox tail in the blink of an eye. His eyes were shining with the light of gold ingots. He raised his sleeves, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said affectionately
He opened his arms and hugged the incense burner and refused to let go.
Agui, who was on the side, felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this. His mouth opened wide, and he looked at Duan Peng with a greedy look on his face in astonishment. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Lu Heng, who was burning incense, almost missed it when he heard this and inserted the three incense sticks on Duan Peng's head. After finally regaining his balance, he turned his head and scolded him in a dumbfounded way: "Don't talk nonsense."
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"Although this incense burner is not the treasure of the White Horse Temple, it is also the place where countless believers gather their mind power faith. If you pay attention to it, how much will it cost? Aren't you afraid of the Lord Buddha's blame? Besides, look at those believers
You guys, those eyes can eat you alive?" Lu Heng pointed at the mountain gates, where there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming in and out, and laughed and cursed in a low voice.
Duan Peng looked back and saw that someone had heard his voice and glared at him. The helpless and contemptuous eyes immediately made Duan Peng's body tremble. After sticking out his tongue, he quickly said to
He smiled at the pilgrims and then let go of the incense burner.
"Sir, someone is coming!" At this moment, Agui, who had been standing next to Lu Heng, moved his ears, frowned slightly, stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said in Lu Heng's ear.
Before the words could even be finished, everyone heard an old voice reciting the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good, good!"
The old voice had a touch of compassion and peace, which made those who heard it feel relaxed.
After hearing the sound, Lu Heng turned his head and followed the sound.
In a wing on one side of the main hall, a young monk wearing gray robes and cassocks walked over slowly, taking Zen steps.
Along the way, some pilgrims stopped. This monk seemed to be a very enlightened monk. He just nodded numbly, snorted, and walked towards Lu Heng and the others with his hands behind his back.
The monk didn't stop until he reached Lu Heng and others in casual clothes.
He looked at Lu Heng with kind eyes, then clasped his hands and gave a slight salute to Lu Heng: "The poor monk who is enlightened is the abbot of the White Horse Temple and has met Mr. Lu!"
Lu Heng smiled slightly, and after inserting the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, he turned around, smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Abbott, don't be polite, Lu came here without warning, what a nuisance!"
The enlightened monk smiled, shook his head and said, "Your Excellency, the stars in the sky are descending to the earth. Being able to come to this White Horse Temple is also a blessing for me, the White Horse Temple. It's too late to welcome the monk!"
"I just listened to Mr. Lu's explanation, which was very familiar to me. It seems that I am very familiar with the White Horse Temple." Monk Wu Dao saw that the powerful official in the court in front of him didn't seem to be interested in the conversation. He coughed and still asked with a smile: "Mr. Lu
Been here before?"
"It's just nonsense!" Lu Heng shook his head and replied with a smile.
The two chatted calmly for a while, and then the enlightened monk turned his head and looked at the generals guarding Lu Heng.
After scanning them one by one, the monk smiled and said in a Zen-like tone: "You are all blessed, and your future is limitless!"
Unexpectedly, after saying this, Duan Peng and others, instead of showing the surprise and shock that Abbot Enlightenment had expected, they all curled their lips with disdain on their faces.
Are you kidding me? You don't need to say this. You don't even need to look at who our boss is?
Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng. In the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they were the youngest and most powerful imperial masters. They were inferior to one person and superior to tens of thousands of people.
Moreover, even the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was acquainted with our elder brother and regarded him as a close friend. It would be unreasonable to follow such a person and not achieve success.
Duan Bonsai curled his lips, hummed, raised his head and looked at the dazzling sun in the sky, with his hands behind his back, like a tall man.
Seeing the disdainful expressions on the faces of Duan Peng and others, Wang Xirang coughed, took a step forward, and said to Abbot Wu who looked embarrassed, "Oh, thank you Abbot for your kind words!"
"You're welcome, Your Excellency!" Seeing someone thanking him, the abbot's expression finally improved a little.
Seeing these people, they seemed to be in no mood for small talk. The abbot smiled, clasped his hands together, and asked Lu Heng, "Your Excellency is here to see Master Wen's daughter, Wen Xiaohui, right?"
"Yes!" Lu Heng nodded slightly and said to Abbot Wu Dao: "Entrusted by a friend, Lu made inquiries several times and found out that Master Wen's daughter lives in your temple. I came here today to wait for her to return. Abbot Trouble
,Bring him out!"
While the two were talking, a melodious piccolo sound sounded leisurely.
After hearing this voice, Lu Heng's expression remained calm. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Duan Peng nodding to him unnoticeably.
After receiving Duan Peng's signal, Lu Heng relaxed and laughed.
Turning around, he saw that the abbot seemed troubled. Lu Heng's eyes were as calm as water, and he stared at him and said, "What? The abbot has something to hide?"
Monk Wu Dao laughed dryly, raised his head, and happened to see Lu Heng's eyes that seemed to be real. In those slightly narrowed eyes, the deep and calm gaze seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Wu Dao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly
He lowered his head again.
"No, no." The enlightened monk put on a smiling face in the blink of an eye. After getting out of the way, he pointed at the arch not far away, bowed respectfully and said to Lu Heng: "Please, sir!"
"Master, please!" Lu Heng smiled and took the lead to walk out. Agui, who was following him, paused slightly. After he stood still, he glanced at the man behind him who had his head lowered and his expression suddenly brightened.
The abbot suddenly glanced at him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sinister smile.
The Enlightened Monk raised his head and glanced at Mr. Lu who was already walking towards the arch, and then looked away again, feeling secretly nervous and uneasy in his heart.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave secretly, suddenly, Duan Peng and Wang Xirang, who had been staring at him, looked at each other and nodded slightly. Then they strode up. They stretched out their arms and put them on the left and right sides of the enlightened monk.
He hugged the thin monk Enlightenment around his neck and laughed loudly: "Master, what's wrong? You have an urgent need to urinate?"
Wu Dao, who was suddenly surrounded by these two big men and was thinking about other things, was startled and trembled all over. He laughed dryly and said: "Yes, the poor monk was just about to go..."
"Hold it in!" Duan Peng almost choked Monk Wu to death with one sentence.
Then, without any hesitation, the two big men followed Lu Heng's footsteps with Monk Wudao between them.
Along the way, Duan Peng did not forget to turn around and point at the incense burner, asking with undiminished interest whether the incense burner was worth a thousand taels or something. Wang Xirang curled his lips and mocked Duan Peng for his lack of knowledge.
In his opinion, that stone tablet obviously has more research value than the incense burner!
The enlightened monk, who was sandwiched between the two big men, was covered in cold sweat. He raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat on his forehead, smiled, and tried to explain to the two bear-like big men with a dry mouth.