Chapter 60: The Minister of the State of Futu Temple seeks education

Zhang Yang brought Wu Na to the city lightly, but he didn't know if he didn't go in, so he was shocked when he went in.

Looking at the spacious aisle leading to the Prime Minister's Mansion, on the red carpet, the ribbons were waving, and the futons were packed like cakes, and the bald and the bald believers were waiting respectfully beside the futon. Seeing Zhang Yang entering the city, a big man in a gorgeous cassock folded his hands together and knelt devoutly on the futon in the middle of the street, kowtowing loudly while kowtowing: "Disciple Kongshan welcomes Master Wukong into the city!"

This person is the closest and union between Xia Pi and the states!

After Zuo Rong worshipped, the monks and believers who were waiting on both sides of the street also knelt on the cushions at their feet and shouted in unison: "Disciple, welcome Master Wukong into the city!"

Zhang Yang was stunned when he looked at the flags waving, and the crowded kneeling and worshiping scenes, when did he beg for this? However, he has always kowtowed to ask for red envelopes during the Chinese New Year since he was a child. When he became an elder, he felt distressed to pay for red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, and the results of short-term work in a fast food restaurant were gone in one month!

"Well, count the time. The Chinese New Year is still half a month away. So many people call themselves younger disciples and kowtow to themselves. This red envelope... Well, I count... one, two, three..." Zhang Yang glanced at the spectacular welcome scene. After a rough count, there were thousands of people! It went bankrupt, bankrupt!

Seeing Zhang Yang sweating a little, Wu Na couldn't help but ask with concern: "What's wrong? I'm getting cold?"

Zhang Yang hurriedly said, "No, I'm just being offered a gift from so many people, I feel a little nervous... It'll be fine after a while."

Wu Na smiled and said, "From the day you started playing charlatan, you should have such mental preparation."

Zhang Yang glanced at Wu Na: "If you want, I can turn you into Guanyin Master who worships thousands of people!"

"Guan...yin!" Wu Na looked at Zhang Yang in confusion. Zhang Yang realized that Buddhism today has a limited influence in China. Although it has the official White Horse Temple and Ganlu Temple, it has never reached the peak situation that it was later.

If you ask how Buddhism is so popular in China, the tall and mighty prime minister of the country in front of you is the first hero and pioneer!

Moreover, even if there is Guanyin Master today, he is still a man. Later, the beautiful and loving Guanyin that everyone saw in Journey to the West was evolved over a long period of time. However, the evolution and evolution are of profound significance, and it evolved a man into a woman alive.

Although the species has not changed, the gender has changed drastically. That is a mutation in genetic gene chromosomes, and gene mutations cannot be completely done!

"I am merciful. I am deeply honored to be able to see all Buddhist disciples. However, the weather is cold and the earth is very cold. After kneeling for a long time, I will suffer from hidden diseases. In order to have better energy and body to worship Buddha and realize the truth in the future, please get up soon. Amitabha, how good it is!" Zhang Yang smiled and waved his hand. Zu Rong stood up first, and the other believers then slowly stood up.

Zu Rong strode forward, bowed to Zhang Yang, and said with a smile: "Master has been there for many days, and I miss you very much. Fortunately, the master visited today, and I have made people ready. As long as the Buddha bathing conference comes, it can start!"

Zhang Yang was stunned and asked quickly: "Did you have prepared everything in advance and just wait for me to come?"

"That's true, not that... Today is the day to bathe in the Buddha's name, and the master also happened to arrive. It's the will of the Buddha!" ​​Zu Rong smiled, then retreated aside and made a gesture of inviting Zhang Yang and Wu Na.

Zhang Yang was stunned and asked, "Where to go? The Prime Minister's Mansion or the Buddha Temple?"

Zu Rong smiled and said, "Please take a shower and change your clothes, have a discussion and preside over this Buddha bathing conference."

Wu Na glanced at Zhang Yang indifferently. Although she didn't say anything, it can be seen from her expression that she didn't like Zhang Yang to spend time on it. She came here to fulfill her wish this time because Zhang Yang was in the face. Now she just wants to return to Wujiabao soon and bring back the mountains of grain and rice, so that the brothers and young men who were still starving and frozen in the ice and snow had a full meal!

Zhang Yang nodded to her and signaled her to rest assured that she would never delay it for too long.

Seeing that Zhang Yang had not moved forward and followed him, Zu Rong looked at Zhang Yang in confusion and said, "Master...what is wrong?"

Zhang Yang waved his hand and said, "It's nothing wrong. It's just that when you come to Japan, there are important things, and you won't stop after you finish it... Oh, Master Kongshan is grateful for the kindness of his kindness... I am also a Buddha-loving person. The world's Buddhist studies are prosperous in Xia Pi, and the piety is the master... I will come again when I have time."

Although Zu Rong was very sorry to hear this, he still did not force him and just asked softly: "What are the master and General Wu going to do?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Wu Na and smiled faintly, "Listen to the Buddha's teachings."

Zu Rong nodded and asked again: "When will the master come again?"

Zhang Yang pretended to be deep and said, "I will come naturally when it's time to come."

Zu Rong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, savored the Buddhist principles and Zen techniques in the Changyang words, and then raised his head and said regretfully: "Since that's the case, I don't force me to stay... But some of them should be asked to leave some teachings for the master."

After saying that, Hu Rong clasped his hands together and looked at Zhang Yang devoutly. Zhang Yang looked at this strange prime minister who had a very poor evaluation but did contribute everything to the cause of Buddhism, and felt a little complicated.

Putting aside historical problems, Zhang Yang was a little disgusted with Zu Rong. He always served himself respectfully, like a student treating his teachers, seeking the Buddhist path, working tirelessly, and being impressed by Zhang Yang.

It may be very problematic to be an official, but at least he respects Buddha and Zhang Yang. How could Zhang Yang bear to see him really do what he did in history, and end up dying?

Zhang Yang left his body for a moment, looked at the respectful Zu Rong and sighed: "The great way is far away, but we are like a drop in the ocean, so small. There are thousands of people who seek the way, but few people who become Buddhas. It is of great importance to pursue and work tirelessly, but sometimes he will do everything for the great way in his heart and is too paranoid, which violates the laws of the great way. The great way is vast, and we cultivate opportunities, and everything must be followed by fate, and we cannot force it... As for this, I hope Master Kongshan will take care of himself!"

Zu Rong bowed to Zhang Yang with a loud voice: "I remember the master's teachings, so I will never forget them!"

Getting rid of Zu Rong, Zhang Yang then took Wu Na to the gorgeous Futu Temple.

Zu Rong had already ordered all the people to retreat, and there were only Wu Na Zhang Yang and the other two in the huge temple.

Standing under the magnificent Buddha several feet high, looking up at the smiling Buddha statue. Even Zhang Yang, who was not a Buddhist, felt it. A breath of benevolence rippled in his heart, and his heart seemed to have been washed, becoming more and more empty.

Zhang Yang knelt gently on the futon under the Buddha, and smiled and grabbed Wu Na's little hand. Wu Na smiled gently at him, followed his instructions, and gently knelt on another futon.

Thousands of oil lamps are lit in the Buddha Temple, lined up into beautiful patterns, covering the ground and walls, under the Buddha's light, being in the sea of ​​lamps, like a sea of ​​stars stepping over the sky, with a romantic atmosphere.

The golden Buddha light shines on Wu Naxia's face. At this moment, she is quiet and peaceful, and her extremely beautiful face adds the holy light described by Dharma. She looks at her flamboyantly, and she doesn't want to blink for a long time.

Wu Na said angrily: "I watch it every day, can you still not get tired of it?"

After running for so long, I finally had a moment of leisure. I remembered all the things I had since the two met, looked at the beautiful smile in front of me, looked at her affectionately, held her tenderness and gently kneaded her, and said emotionally: "I can't see enough for a lifetime."

"If I were old, I would become very ugly at that time, my skin was wrinkled, my teeth were all gone, and my hair was white. Would you still be willing to look at me like this at that time?" Wu Na looked up at the kind Buddha statue, then looked at Zhang Yang intently and said quietly.

Zhang Yang pinched her Qiong Nose and smiled and said, "By then, I will be ugly than you. In comparison, you are still so beautiful. How could I get tired of it..."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he sighed: "I am a person who believes nothing. He does not believe in Buddhism, but does not believe in Christianity. I will not spend time to kneel down and worship those vague gods. I can do a lot of things at that time. But that snowy night, I held you like a betrayal dog, and was chased into a trap array. I was shot by someone, but I could still survive the desperate situation, let you survive and let me live, and let you enjoy the wonderful time with me. I am really grateful to God. I did not take me out of this world and take you away from me at that time... So, I decided to kowtow to the Buddha and thank you."

Listening to Zhang Yang's affectionate words, Wu Na looked at him with tenderness in her eyes and laughed softly, "I also want to thank the Buddha for bringing you to me."

After worshiping the Buddha, Zhang Yang did not want to leave quietly with Wu Na, but Zu Rong held two small red sandalwood boxes with very exquisite and luxurious workmanship and stomped into the hall. Seeing Zhang Yang and Wu Na getting up and leaving, she stepped forward and bowed first, then smiled and said, "The master came from afar. It is a very honor to be able to meet the master. This is a mere polite ceremony. It is a little bit of my wish. It is considered to be a souvenir. I hope the master will not refuse."

After saying that, I gave it to you with both hands. What can I do if I am polite? How can I lose my politeness? If I don’t accept it, it means that you look down on others!

"Thank you for your gift!" Zhang Yang took two small boxes and bought them very heavily. No need to look at them. From this box, you can know that the gifts contained in them must be extremely luxurious.

Zhang Yang thought he could leave, but saw that Zu Rong did not mean to let him go, but stood there embarrassedly and said hesitantly: "That..."

Zuo Rong gestured with her hands, pinched her fingers and gestured a few times, and then smiled embarrassedly.

Zhang Yang and Wu Na were stunned and wanted to give it back? But Zhang Yang touched his body but couldn't find anything valuable. Just when he was puzzled, Zu Rong spoke again: "Well, can the master leave behind the ink treasures and let me carve them in the temple so that I can observe them every day and receive the master's teachings at all times?"

As he said that, without waiting for Zhang Yang to refuse, he saw that Zhu Rong's sleeves shook, and a very well-made wolf-haired brush was pinched in his hand. At the same time, a grinding brush was presented to Zhang Yang with the brush.

Zhang Yang knows what his writing is. Hanging it on the head of the bed can prevent birth control, hanging it on the head of the door can ward off evil spirits, or not taking it out to show off the ugly things.

Zhang Yang laughed dryly and laughed: "Master has always worshipped Buddha with all his heart and wrote with all his heart. He is really tired of doing things. Or I dictate it, you hold the pen. This poem is specially made for you, and no one is qualified to write it except you."

When Zu Rong heard this, he was stunned at first, but then he was overjoyed. He hurriedly spread a good piece of Zuo Bo paper on the extremely flat ground, opened the ink cup, knelt in front, raised his head and smiled and said to Zhang Yang, "Master, you can start."

Wu Na looked at Zhang Yang in surprise. Zhang Yang smiled faintly at her, then pretended to be walking in the hall, and after a while he said loudly: "Empty Mountain--"

"Disciple is here!" Zu Rong interrupted Zhang Yang's ups and downs and replied respectfully.

Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled, "It's not that I call you, but my poem is about to begin. The first two words are empty mountains."

Then Zu Rong said suddenly: "This is indeed done for me... Thank you Master!"

Zhang Yang nodded and then continued to recite: "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows on the stones. The bamboos are noisy and the washing girls are washed down, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring fragrance is at will, and the princes and grandsons can stay."

"Chongshan, this is me...but it seems to be inseparable from me... No, it must be that the Zen technique in Master Wukong's poems is too deep, I just can't understand it for a while, and I will come again... After the new rain in Kongshan..."
Chapter completed!