Yun Ye has always lacked respect for Buddhism, not because the administrators changed the camera while traveling in Maiji Mountain, but because of their inaction. As long as there are places with excellent scenery in the land of China, you can always see the shadow of Buddhism.
Today's Buddhists should be grateful to their ancestors. It is they who left a rich legacy, which is why there are various exquisite temples in later generations, as well as countless valuable tickets..././
The Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the Tang Dynasty still knows nothing about this name. Once Xuanzang returns from studying abroad, he will be greeted by thousands of people. Then, Xuanzang said that there is one less place to preserve Buddhist scriptures, and then there is the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. It is so amazing.
Could it be said that worshiping foreigners and favoring foreigners was inherited from our ancestors? Don’t we have this bad nature ourselves? We must cut off this root. Otherwise, without Ci’en Temple, where can the old lady go to worship Buddha? She only believes in the one who lives in the small hall.
Buddha.
Xuanzang is still less than thirty years old, and he cannot compete with Yun Ye in terms of prestige and fame. If he waits for him to return from studying abroad, Yun Ye will have to look up to him for his status.
Li Xiaogong used the excuse of punishing Yun Ye to summon a large group of people to support Buddhism. This made Yun Ye very angry. Are you bullying me for being ignorant?
Xiao Yu actually wants to get the latest road map from Datang to Tianzhu from Yun Ye. Has his brain been kicked by a donkey?
Can Yun Ye tell him that the shortest way is from Tubo through Nepal to Tianzhu, or by taking a boat from Quanzhou to Tianzhu, which is much better than traveling half of the Soviet Union? Thinking about walking such a long way, Yun Ye felt sorry for Xuan
My legs hurt, but if I don't do it like this, where did the twelve volumes of "The Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" come from? Where did the great achievements of the Tang Dynasty sweep through Central Asia come from? So the legs have to slip if they should, and the legends can't be taken.
Yun Ye doesn't care about the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures in the book. Even if he writes a book on the road, Yun Ye will happily help him publish it and give him a lot of royalties. The prerequisite is to get "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" back.
, this book is so important.
Xiao Yu was furious. He threw away Yun Ye's hand that was supporting him, pointed at Yun Ye and opened his mouth for a long time, but couldn't say a word. Yun Ye was right. I rode a green ox out of Hangu Pass to preach, and wrote down the eternity.
The famous "Tao Te Ching" was later revered as a god. Zhuangzi wrote "Xiaoyaoyou" and later became an immortal. Confucius became a saint immediately after reading "The Analects of Confucius". I have never heard of that Mao Hama, and I think he was also a great man.
Virtue, why couldn't Xuanzang write about it? Sakyamuni was just a prince. He was a prince from a small country, and his status may not be as noble as Xuanzang's. How could he say that he sat under the bodhi tree for forty-nine days?
Is he a Buddha?
The room became quiet, the noise disappeared, and the people in the room were the essence of the Tang Dynasty. No one ever thought that they could do what others had done.
Thoughts determine the height, and details determine success or failure, so Yun Ye plans to add some details to let these idiots fully experience what it means to be unconstrained and what a leap of thought is.
"You are a great scholar of your generation, and your knowledge is like a vast ocean. Just one scoop is enough for me and other boys to benefit from. Why don't you record your life's achievements and pass them on to future generations?" Seeing Xiao Yu's excited attitude, he hurriedly
Come forward and beat the drum.
"I have always thought that only the great masters should not write biographies, and only famous scholars should not pass on articles. This barrier has actually blocked me for twenty years. Now that I am old enough, I understand the truth. Xuanzang, if you want to go west, I will help you with copper coins.
Baiguan, a good horse, let him go as you wish, as for me, I am going to read all the scriptures and dig into the pile of old papers." After saying this, the old man raised his hand gracefully and left.
For people like Xiao Yu who have already half-crossed the threshold, the old master’s writing is naturally popular with everyone. The writings of people with noble moral character also have a majestic air. Reading them is like drinking fine wine, and you can’t sleep at night thinking about it.
But Lao He came out of nowhere and blinked his huge eyes and told Yun Ye that he also wanted to write a book. These words made Yun Ye feel like he was struck by lightning, and the mouthful of grape wine he had just poured into his stomach almost spurted out from his stomach, "You
What book do you want to write? How do you want to write a book?”
"Brother, you are indeed a famous mathematician of the generation. You are so thoughtful and calculating. Mr. Xiao must have a way to print the manuscript into a book, right? Otherwise, you won't be at a big loss. Don't think that my brother doesn't know about your evil thoughts, isn't it?
Do you want to earn some copper coins? Mr. Xiao's book will definitely be a good book, but how many people will read a good book? Do you still remember the famous paintings we admired in Yanlai Tower last time?"
Finding Lao He as his brother was the worst thing Yun Ye had ever done in his life. It was not his mother's famous painting, but a realistic version of the human body carefully drawn by a master painter, which is often called erotic painting.
In later generations, I have seen Teacher Cang's teaching manual that is ten thousand times more advanced than his several broken paintings. How could he be attracted by several broken pictures whose scale is not even as good as Western human body oil paintings?
After a quick glance, I found Cheng Chumo, Chang Sun Chong, and Li Huairen. Their blood was boiling at the sight. Chang Sun Chong actually wanted to exchange the jade pendant he was wearing for those pieces of paper. The jade pendant was of excellent workmanship. Yun Ye asked for it several times.
It is said that it will be used as a token of love in the future and cannot be given to a man. Why the hell is he not a man?
There are always some dumbfounding things happening between men. Yun Ye is a man who doesn't know how to refuse help from his friends, but Lao He achieves his goal with satisfaction.
"Lao He, you are also a county man, isn't it inappropriate to do this?" I couldn't imagine that a second-generation official with a good reputation would be so shameless as to do this.
"What should I do if I don't work? There are more than 300 people in the family waiting for food, and my brother has no ability, so he only worked as an errand for a teacher. How much can be produced from the little grain in the field? You are used to being rich and you don't want to put down your life.
Can you still live in poverty?" Unexpectedly, Lao He, who always had a smile on his face, would live such a miserable life. Yun Ye felt a little ashamed when he remembered that he had been beaten yesterday.
Lao He, who seemed to know what he was thinking, slapped him in the face: "What are you thinking about? No matter how poor my brother is, I still miss you a meal? If you feel sorry for me, then our friends have done it all. Next time, Marquis Yun
I'll treat you to a meal in return. Why should I go back after being hungry for two days? How about I feel full after eating, so we two can be settled?"
The stinky habit of Guanzhong people is that they make a swollen face and pretend to be fat. Even if the family is poor, they still have to entertain their friends when they come to cut their own flesh. Yesterday’s inkstone and that meal, they unknowingly ruined the favor.
The debt is huge.
"Don't do that shameful thing. Your brother is the reincarnation of the God of Wealth. Making money is just for fun. You deserve to be so poor. Why don't you ask me? With two hundred and fifty like you at home, it's a shame for a mother-in-law and a child.
You will be in trouble for eight lifetimes."
"Brother..."
"Brother, let's go back to Zhuangzi and talk about our status. Isn't it shameful to stand here and talk about trivial matters for a few pennies?" Yun Ye looked at the bustling guests around him and couldn't help but puff up his chest, showing a full aristocratic air.
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Xuanzang still came to Yun Ye and honestly asked for advice on the way to the West. There was no way to deal with such a fanatical believer. He just followed behind him silently, piously and sadly.
A dead man's face is following behind you, do you have the guts to eat? A hanged man is following you, your neck doesn't feel cold?
In desperation, Yun Ye had no choice but to provide a road map, which was the route that Xuanzang himself had walked, that classic pilgrimage route that traveled almost all over Xinjiang and then to several Central Asian countries.
Turn around and finally reach Tianzhu from Peshawar City.
"This road can almost be called a dead end. Most of the road is deserted, and the nine surnames of Zhaowu are constantly fighting. You have to take care of yourself. Before leaving, you can come to my Yushan. Yun Ye can't help you with anything else.
I only have one set of traveling luggage as a gift. I wish you a safe journey.'
He bowed his head and clasped his hands together to bless Xuanzang for his journey.
Those with great perseverance will have great achievements. When Monk Jueyuan listened to Yun Ye's explanation of the wind, frost, snow and rain on the road, he looked troubled.
Xuanzang didn't care if anyone else was going. He looked as usual, as if he was just on a long journey. He firmly remembered the various accidents that would happen in the desert, Gobi, and grasslands, as well as simple coping methods, and promised Yun Ye
Record the mountains, rivers, landforms, people and customs along the way. Give them to him when you get back.
Historically, there was no trace of Jue Yuan when Xuanzang traveled, so he was still just a stick monk, a monk from the Shaolin Temple in Chang'an who was famous for his martial arts. I wonder what he would think after seeing Xuanzang return in glory. His fate is unfair.
But he is so fair, always finding a delicate balance between spear and shield.
In the beautiful banquet, Xuanzang was not the most outstanding one. He was even a little humble, making people ignore him. He did not have the compassion of those eminent monks, but he had more perseverance and yearning. Only Yun Ye knew that this was the world of Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty.
The last light, maybe they will not know the significance of Xuanzang's trip until Wu Zong destroys Buddha.
There were more and more people at the banquet, and their status was also lowered. The princes and princes who had come early left one after another, and the big shots in the court also left one after another. Their appearance only had a symbolic meaning. Now is the time to talk about practical issues. Naturally, each of them should
Representatives of the family met with monks from the temples they wanted to get acquainted with.
It was only then that Yun Ye discovered that temples were the biggest loan sharks. Due to the emergence of the locust plague, those who benefited the most were these compassionate monks, and their wealth was coveted.
Yun Ye was just drooling. There must be someone who has the ability to control all this. He didn't believe that this simple banquet of selling sheep's meat to dogs could escape Li Er's eyes. He had strong control over the ants on the ground of the Tang Dynasty.
Will the lustful emperor tolerate them unscrupulously plundering his own people?
Chang'an has never been a good place. It was full of cunning calculations and cruel plunder. Yun Ye, who had always been on the surface before, only felt the best side of it. Only then did he realize how much the military bosses cared for him.
Lao Cheng, Lao Niu, even Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong and others have indulged and doted on him. They don't know what kind of price these veterans paid for their misdeeds.
Ever since their debut, Yun Ye has been involved in all kinds of turmoil, with no end in sight and no end in sight.
Entitlement does not blind me.
Yun Ye suddenly had the urge to laugh. Interests, no matter how noble their status is or how respected their status, are just profit animals. After thinking about this, Yun Ye felt that he was noble. No matter what he had done before, he had
No one understands, and they may be laughed at, but it doesn't matter, this is just a pull rope that Yun Ye hung up for himself, just like the pull rope that he voluntarily hung up in Longyou. He pulled in front and Niu Jinda pushed from behind.
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