Hearing this, Chang Qing was startled. He had been down the mountain for more than half a year, and he really didn't know that Master had been summoned.
Today's emperor admires immortality and desires immortality, so he naturally worships Taoism. There is a Jixian Hall in the palace, which was initially responsible for collecting scriptures and collecting Jixian scholars. There were many scholars who attended Jixian. Later, Taoist priests were also recruited to give lectures on Dharma to the emperor.
Tao, he was highly honored and favored, and his rewards were huge. Many ministers of the imperial court made friends with him, and he was commonly known as the "immortal master" in the world.
If Master Daguan is summoned to come to Beijing, he might also have a place in Jixian Academy. As a disciple of Master Daguan, Changqing will naturally not have to waste energy on Taoism if he is favored for this.
A few days ago, Changqing might have accepted such benefits as a matter of course. But now his mood is not as good as before. After coming to Chang'an, Changqing hopes to prove his achievements in Taoism and does not rely on his elders to protect him in everything.
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Moreover, Chang Qing understands that Master Da Guan, in addition to his mastery of Taoism, also has unique insights into military science and state governance.
In the past, Daguan Zhenren preached Taoism in the Terma Palace. Perhaps he had some expediency and planned to cultivate his reputation in the world. What he wanted in the end was to be summoned by the emperor, and then take this opportunity to speak out about the pros and cons of the country's system.
If Master Daguan does this, his future will be unpredictable, and Changqing is not sure whether the current emperor is really open-minded to accept remonstrances. If he is convicted for his words, then Changqing, as his disciple, will probably not be able to avenge him.
Changqing suddenly understood that the master had sent him down the mountain to go to the Western Regions before, perhaps in anticipation of the emperor's summons, and deliberately diverted him away. If he was convicted in the future, Changqing would not be greatly affected.
However, changes in the world do not change according to people's hearts. Changqing experienced many twists and turns in the Western Regions and came to Chang'an again.
"My master came to the capital at your Majesty's invitation. I dare not ask for favors, but I still hope to participate in the Taoist examination next year." Changqing answered with cupped hands.
The young man in purple robe was slightly surprised, and a smile of approval appeared on his face: "I have long heard that Daguan Zhenren has a noble nature and is not tainted by vulgarity. Now it seems that the rumors are true."
Changqing did not dare to answer, so the young man in purple robe put the recommendation letter on the wooden plate beside him and said: "Since you have decided so, I will not stop you. Whether you can pass this exam depends not only on how much knowledge you have."
And ability. In Chang'an, there are so many capable people."
"Junior understands." Changqing replied.
The young man in purple robe looked at him for a while, and then decided to remind him: "The Taoist examination will be in February next year, which is still half a year from now. You can take advantage of this period to visit many nobles in the capital area, or sing poems to reward them, or perform medical treatment."
Daofa, if you have accumulated such a reputation and attracted much attention, you will naturally win the Dao exam next year."
"Thank you for your teachings, senior." Although Chang Qing was not very happy, he also understood that this was the practice of Chang'an Daoju. If he insists on not flattering the powerful, I am afraid that he will get nothing in next year's Daoju.
"Since you have learned from Daguan Zhenren, you will not be bad at teaching knowledge. Zhengyi, the moral Dharma position can be easily picked up at your fingertips. If you talk about Taoism, the Dongxuan Dharma position will not be difficult for you even if you think about it." The young man in purple robe stood up and left his seat.
, even shorter than Changqing: "But I would like to ask one more question, what do you want when you come to participate in the Taoist examination?"
Chang Qing immediately replied: "What the younger generation wants is to promote Taoism and save people and benefit things."
The young man in purple robe was silent for a while, then said in a slightly scrutinizing tone: "You don't seem to be sincere in what you said."
Changqing lowered his head. Of course he could say nice words for the occasion, and even asked him to write a gorgeous praise poem on the spot. But what the young man in purple robe wanted to hear was obviously not these.
"Junior... I hope to prove myself." When Chang Qing said this, she felt a little entangled in her heart.
"Prove it? Prove it to whom?" The young man in purple robe asked: "Master Daguan? Probably not. The teacher knows his disciples best, and there is no need to rely on a Taoist ceremony to prove it."
Changqing still lowered his head and said nothing, and the purple-robed boy laughed: "I asked too many questions... Okay, Xuanduguan has received the recommendation letter. By the way, I would like to remind you that during the Taoist examination, if you are greedy,
You are addicted to alcohol and sex, your Qi is unclean, and your spells are wrong, no one can help you."
"Junior understands." Changqing bowed, then said goodbye and left.
Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Changqing turned to the front of the hall with complicated thoughts. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Cheng Sanwu holding Hu cakes in his hands and eating so much that his cheeks were bulging.
Cheng Sanwu seemed to be aware of it and turned around to look back. The two looked at each other and were speechless for a moment. As if Cheng Sanwu had done something wrong, he immediately stuffed the remaining biscuits into his mouth, completely ignoring the limit of tolerance.
, I wish I could pick up a mortar and pestle and poke it in.
Changqing put his hand on his forehead, and now he couldn't even curse.
"You... are so fast." Cheng Sanwu said confusedly: "I thought... we would have to wait for a while."
At this time, there were several Taoist priests passing by in the hall, occasionally casting glances at them. Changqing felt deeply ashamed, stretched out her hand to grab Cheng Sanwu's sleeve, and left quickly.
The young man in purple robe also came out. He looked at Changqing and Cheng Sanwu arguing and arguing in the distance. He smiled and shook his head. Then he walked with his hands behind his hands and came to Yuhanyuan where the scriptures are stored in Xuandu Temple. It was quiet and peaceful here, with pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard.
The Taoist priests all tried to walk softly and did not dare to speak loudly. At the corners of the courtyard walls were placed talisman to ward off fire and repel insects to prevent the scriptures in the courtyard from being burned by fire and insects.
Arriving at the backyard warehouse, the newly collected scriptures and talismans from Xuandu Temple are stored here. Newly arrived scriptures must be verified for authenticity, or errors and defects must be repaired before they can be officially entered into the collection of Yuhanyuan.
However, verifying scriptures is a hard work. It requires the examiner to be proficient in the doctrines of the three caves of the Taoist Gate, be able to distinguish true and forged works from thousands of differences, and classify them into categories.
Those who are qualified to do this kind of thing are usually Taoist elders with profound knowledge of the classics. Unfortunately, in recent years, the people responsible for verifying the Taoist scriptures in Xuandu Temple have either passed away or lacked talent and learning, resulting in the accumulation of a large number of scriptures that cannot be read at all.
At this moment, the door of the warehouse was wide open. Normally, the purple-robed boy would probably think that a thief had arrived. However, he entered calmly at this moment and saw a Taoist sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing a navy blue robe and holding a hand in his hand.
Holding a scroll of scripture, he picked up a pen and wrote annotations in small regular script.
"You're such a righteous man, you actually sent your apprentice to entertain me?" The purple-robed boy deliberately stood at the door, blocking the sunlight and not allowing the Taoist to use the light to read.
Daguanzi turned around and saw a middle-aged Taoist with an ordinary appearance. His tone was slightly sarcastic: "You, Luo Gongyuan, are a Taoist immortal master that His Majesty believes in. How can I, a mere idler in the mountains, dare to entertain you?"
"You want to say that I'm flattering the powerful, but aren't you also the one who takes the shortcut from Zhongnan?"
Chang Qing also did not expect that this young man in purple robe was one of the most respected Taoists in the contemporary world. His ability to transform a bridge by throwing a staff with one hand was highly praised by His Majesty.
Listen to Luo Gongyuan continue to say: "It's just that now the hermits in Zhongnan Mountain can hardly be crowded, so you found another way and preached Taoism in Songyue Mountain. After so many years, have you finally learned to follow the turbulent flow of the world?"
"What about you?" Daguanzi stood up with his knees propped up. He was tall, with broad shoulders and long arms. There were calluses on his hands. He obviously had martial arts skills.
"What's wrong with me?" Luo Gongyuan looked young, but his demeanor and tone were completely mature.
"In those days, the Liyuan fairy boy who walked around the world in linen clothes and mango shoes, held a staff and hung a pot, and played around in the world. Now he has put on a purple robe and a jade crown. He is forbidden to enter and leave the palace and sit on a large chariot. When all the officials and ministers see him, they all dismount their horses and salute.
." Daguanzi lowered his head and looked down at the other party, with a bit of disappointment in his eyes: "I even heard about it in the Fu Zang Palace. Master Luo used illusions in Huayue Palace and summoned hundreds of immortals to dance and entertain, so that today
Dayue. What will Master Luo do next? Sucking the hemorrhoids?"
"Your eloquence is as good as ever, sharp as a sword and merciless." Luo Gongyuan shook his head slightly: "Isn't there a saying in Buddhism? It's called 'first lead with desire, and then lead to Buddha's wisdom'. Now this Daxia man
His Majesty the Emperor's talents and wisdom are indeed extremely high. If he can be properly guided, the people will naturally benefit. If not, why did you come to Chang'an? And you brought this pile of newly compiled books with you?"
Luo Gongyuan picked up a bamboo basket from the corner, which was filled with books. He took out a book and flipped through it, shaking his head repeatedly: "You said you are a Taoist priest, what art of war do you write?"
"To hold broad-minded opinions and talk about military affairs without talking about military affairs is to be a sign of the destruction of the country." Daguanzi said bluntly: "And my "Taibai Yin Jing" is not limited to the study of marching and formation, but also talks about the selection of soldiers.
Be careful about small things like making horses and making weapons. Studying this sutra will be enough to protect a country even if you don't become a famous general."
"Should I say you are greedy or stupid?" Luo Gongyuan put away the scroll and smiled: "If you get involved in military affairs and rely on a military book to train military generals, even if the current emperor can tolerate you, those generals in border towns will not be able to do anything.
Your noble lord cannot tolerate you."
"That's why I came to you." Daguanzi said: "Didn't you say that the current emperor is very intelligent, and if he can be properly guided, the people will benefit? Now it's your turn to take action."
"This is not a battle with demons." Luo Gongyuan sighed, and then asked: "What's going on with your apprentice? His cultivation has long been enough to become a Taoist. You must have had many encounters with high-ranking officials in the Fu Zang Palace.
When noble people come and go, just mention it and someone will help you."
"That is his own path, and he has to walk it on his own after all." Daguanzi lowered his head and lowered the curtain, as if deep in thought.
"I can see that his appearance and appearance are inexplicably familiar." Luo Gongyuan raised his hand and was about to make calculations when Daguanzi from the opposite side suddenly pushed out his palm with such force that the room was filled with excitement and the scrolls and papers suddenly flew up.
Luo Gongyuan's reaction was extremely quick, his sword fingers moved together, and the pure Taoist Qi condensed into haze, lightly touching the strong palm force, and for a moment it was indistinguishable.
"Why is this?" Luo Gongyuan asked with raised eyebrows.
"Don't calculate, don't ask, don't pry." Daguanzi didn't even open his eyes: "It will be good for you."
Luo Gongyuan was silent for a moment, and then he took a deep breath and said, "Well, I don't care. But I won't care about your apprentice's life or death. Don't blame me for ignoring the friendship between our former comrades."
"Okay." Daguanzi drew back his strength and withdrew his palms.
Luo Gongyuan also stopped his hand and said with a smile: "Your 'Guangmo Judgment' move is powerful enough, but it still lacks a bit of murderous flavor. It seems that these years in Fu Zang Palace have really worn away your past murderous temperament.
Quite a few.”
"Your 'Yanxia Ten Thousand Transformations' has become more and more advanced." Daguanzi said: "The body of Huan Tong lacked physical strength, so he transformed Taoism into fists and kicks. No wonder it is widely said that Master Luo is best at the invisible armor method.
It turned out to be the trick of haze covering the body."
"It's boring to be exposed." Luo Gongyuan smiled, just like a young man on the outside, and left the warehouse with brisk steps. At the end, he waved his hands and said: "Remember to organize this pile of scriptures, even if it makes up for your cheating these days.
drink!"
Daguanzi looked around the room. The two of them had just exchanged blows. Even if they tried their best to restrain their energy, the pages in the warehouse were still turning around and dust was flying.
This scene couldn't help but remind Daguanzi of the past when several Taoist friends traveled together in the rivers and lakes. Luo Gongyuan acted like a naughty boy, taking the lead in provoking the demon, and then threw the trouble to several others, making everyone very embarrassed, but still
Feeling deeply pleased.
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"Rejuvenate your youth? Are you really capable of this?"
At a roadside restaurant in the West City, Cheng Sanwu took a plate of Hu cakes from the store. The Hu cakes were cut into two layers, filled with black beans and mutton, spread with ghee and then baked for a while. The fragrant aroma of the oil was enough to spread throughout the world.
In the streets and alleys, Cheng Sanwu had smelled the aroma of the meat pie called "Gu Louzi" before, and his mouth watered. He dragged Chang Qing to this restaurant and waited for a while before a seat became available.
Cheng Sanwu couldn't wait to eat, and in front of Changqing was a plate of apricot-yellow puff pastry. This is a cake made by pounding millet and steaming it into dough, then adding chestnuts and red dates. It is considered a Double Ninth Festival meal in Guanzhong area.
Tasty, sweet and glutinous, delicious and easy to make.
In addition, there was a pot of chrysanthemum wine on the table and a pot of mutton soup cake that Cheng Sanwu had already drank most of.
"Purple robe and jade crown, this is at least a master of the Dongzhen Dharma rank. If you add a five-color sleeves, he will be the Sandong Master, belonging to the highest Dharma rank in this dynasty." Changqing twisted a piece of Pengbao cake.
He hesitated to say: "Although in the past few years, the Taoist princess was given the title of three scenic spots in the Great Cave of Xuandu City in the Qing Dynasty, but that is nothing to a serious Taoist practitioner."
"Your string of words has confused me. They don't mean anything." Cheng Sanwu poured himself a bowl of chrysanthemum wine, raised his head and drank: "Huh - so refreshing!"
"Just compare it to the clothing system." Chang Qing explained: "In this dynasty, the third rank and above wear purple, the fourth and fifth rank wear crimson, the sixth and seventh rank wear green, and the eighth and ninth rank wear blue. You can always tell the difference, right?"
"I understand! Purple robes and jade crowns are high officials among Taoist priests." Cheng Sanwu picked up an ancient building and handed it to Chang Qing. The other party waved his hand and refused, and continued:
"It's okay to say that he is a Taoist official, but just like the promotion of officials in the court, one has to examine the merits and demerits of the school's political performance, and the transfer of Taoist sects also depends on Taoist cultivation. For ignorant lay people, the Dongzhen dharma position is actually
It's not much different from an immortal. Today I saw that this Taoist priest looks like a boy. Based on this alone, the Dongzhen Dharma status is definitely not a show-off."
"Then can he call the wind and rain?" Cheng Sanwu suddenly became interested and asked: "Compared with An Quti, who is more powerful?"