Seventeen years ago, Zhao Ran was still a fireman who was sweeping the Wuji Temple. Seventeen years later, he had already deservedly ascended the throne of the abbot of the South Zhili Taoist Temple with his impressive achievements.
Such a fast promotion speed is all due to keeping up with the general trend. This general trend is to take advantage of the common trend of monks taking up the Taoist positions in the Shifang Jungle.
Because he was injured and had difficulty moving, Zhao Ran did not perform the ritual when he was enthroned as usual. Instead, he led the Taoist priests in the courtyard to recite the "Wenchang Emperor Baogao" in unison.
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Guo Hongjing left Wenchang Temple directly and went to Fengxiang Peak in the back mountain to visit his friends Chen Shandao, Zhang Yuanji, Dongfang Ming and other heavenly masters. Without much delay, they returned to the capital to prepare for tomorrow's meeting of the True Master Hall.
The prince came to pay his respects: "Congratulations to the teacher for ascending to the position of abbot of Wenchangguan. I will not delay the teacher's rest. In four days, my enthronement ceremony will be held. I sincerely ask the teacher to come."
Zhao Ran nodded: "Your Highness is enthroned, I will go." Seeing that he was a little tired, he said: "Didn't you have a good rest during this period? Did you not practice the health-preserving skills I taught you?"
The prince said sadly: "The case of the disappearance of the imperial grandmother has not been clarified so far. I am too worried." The prince and his father Jiajing have no relationship at all, but the Queen Mother Xiaokang treats him very well, and there is a deep affection between the two. The Queen Mother Xiaokang
After two months of mysterious disappearance, the prince arrested all the female officials who were looking after him and interrogated him severely, but no one knew why.
Zhao Ran said: "There was great chaos during the ban, and many things are still unclear. You will become the monarch of the Ming Dynasty, so you must take good care of your body. This is the blessing of the country."
The prince sighed: "What a great living person. I even visited him the night before, but he disappeared the next night. He was born without seeing anyone, and died... alas..."
Zhao Ran sent the prince and his ministers to the gate of Wenchang. Mao Cheng, the Minister of Rites, turned around and asked for instructions in a low voice: "The abbot is the prince's teacher and he is unwell. On the day of his enthronement, your highness can go straight to Chengtian Gate by car and sit on the chair to pray to heaven."
The palace is located under Danqi, okay?"
On the day when the prince ascends the throne, two new cabinet bachelors will be promoted to the main hall, and Mao Cheng will be one of them. He is expressing his gratitude to Zhao Ran, as officials like him who don't understand well, or who don't bother to please, come.
In other words, being able to express this attitude is already the ultimate.
Zhao Ran nodded and acknowledged his good intentions: "I don't know much about court etiquette, so I just let Shangshu Mao arrange it."
As the congratulatory guests streamed away, Qixia Mountain gradually became quieter. Li Dayin looked complicated and said to Zhao Ran: "Now that Zhiran has become the abbot of Wenchang Temple, what will happen to our Daolu Division? What are the regulations of Yuanfu Palace? Where is the practice ball?
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Zhao Ran shook his head: "Lao Li, I'm afraid Dao Lu Division can't protect Q."
Li Dayin's cheeks trembled: "Where is Yuanfu Palace?"
"Unknown..."
"The practice ball game was organized by you and me. Well, in Zhiran's words, it is a non-governmental organization. It won't really be confiscated, right?"
"Now that things have happened, who will admit that the Xiuxianqiu Competition Organizing Committee is a non-governmental organization?"
Li Dayin said: "Then... I will go down the mountain immediately, and today I will move the practicing football competition organizing committee to the mountain... and hang it under the name of Wenchang Temple..."
Zhao Ran said: "It's too late. The results of the Zhenshitang's discussion will be known in the next two days. If we rush to transfer the training ball organizing committee, we will be left behind. Not only will it be useless, but it will also give others excuses."
Li Dayin wailed and beat his chest: "If I had known today, I shouldn't have held the competition under the banner of Yuanfu Palace. I regret it!"
Zhao Ran said: "Without the banner of Yuanfu Palace, how could we have the scale and atmosphere we have today? Lao Li, don't worry. Without us, the practice ball cannot be built. We must have this confidence."
Li Dayin said: "The world will still turn around without anyone..."
Zhao Ran was surprised: "Hey? Where did you hear this?"
Li Dayin: "Isn't that what you said?"
Zhao Ran: "Did I say that?"
Li Dayin: "You also said that the world is a ball!"
Zhao Ran: "..."
Abbot Zhuang was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed out by Gu Tengjia himself. He stopped next to Zhao Ran and clasped his fists at Li Dayin: "Envoy Li, I am about to leave. I take the liberty of interrupting your conversation. I came here to say goodbye to Envoy Li.
Thank you to the Li Yuan Envoy for taking care of me for so many years."
Li Dayin looked at Zhao Ran in the wheelchair on the left, and then at Abbot Zhuang in the wheelchair on the right. He looked a little dazed for a moment, and nodded to Abbot Zhuang: "Old Zhuang, if you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me."
Then he said to Zhao Ran: "I'm going back to the back mountain first to see how Guo Zhenren and the teacher are doing."
Zhao Ran originally wanted to go visit Chen Shandao with Li Dayin and find an opportunity to communicate with Guo Hongjing. However, remembering the peace talks with Xu Yun'ao and Wu Yangzhong the night before, he decided to forget it and keep a proper distance. It was good for everyone.
After watching Li Dayin leave, Zhao Ran asked Abbot Zhuang: "How is the old abbot's health? I think the old abbot is a little weak. After returning, he should get up and move around as much as possible. It's okay to walk with someone's help. You can't always sit in a wheelchair."
, my legs and feet will become useless after sitting for a long time... Come, I will take the pulse of the old abbot..."
Abbot Zhuang glanced at Zhao Ran's wheelchair, smiled and said: "Okay, when you return home, try to walk around as much as possible. The main reason is that King Ni Qi made trouble last time, which made the old man very angry. This time when I return home, I won't interfere anymore.
So many troublesome things should be much better. I can enjoy tea, play chess, and drink alcohol in my lifetime. I have been looking forward to such a day for many years, and now it has finally come true."
Zhao Ran asked: "Where is the old abbot's fairyland?"
"Not far away, from Songjiang Prefecture."
"Is everything okay at home?"
"It's okay, it's okay... By the way, Abbot Zhao, I have a cousin who came back from overseas. He has been wandering for half his life and wants to come back to retire. I heard that he needs to register with Daolu Division and apply for a practice certificate?"
Zhao Ran explained: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a lot of benefits after doing it. You can always let him think about it. If you want to do it, just come to me. What's your name?"
"My cousin's surname is Wang and his given name is Chengyu."
"Okay, remember."
After chatting for a while, Abbot Zhuang took the initiative to mention to Zhao Ran his support for the monks who were not allowed to serve in the Ten Directions Jungle: "I am just confused. I only think that after a monk enters the Ten Directions Jungle, it will be difficult to serve him."
, and agreed to Jing Zhimo’s suggestion. In the past few years, I have repeatedly reflected on myself, and I always feel guilty. Especially after seeing the monk’s confidence greatly improved in the past two years after taking over as abbot, I feel ashamed to the point of shame. The old man is here to Xiang Zhiran
apologize!"
As he spoke, he bowed deeply and apologized to Zhao Ran with fists in his hands.
Zhao Ran quickly offered help: "Why did the old abbot say this? If you don't understand the truth, you can't understand it, and if you don't practice it, it won't work. In fact, I myself couldn't make up my mind back then, and I don't know what the outcome will be."
After Abbot Zhuang apologized, a carriage was pulled out from the side door. Abbot Zhuang was carried up, opened the curtain and waved to Zhao Ran and Gu Tengjia: "Zhiran, Tengjia, if you have time, you can come to Songjiang to find me."
Laochan, Laochan will make a pot of plum wine and drink it with you two."
With the clatter of horse hooves and the sound of wheels, Abbot Zhuang slowly descended the mountain road in front of everyone. After a long time, everyone seemed to have recovered and returned to Wenchang Temple.
Gu Tengjia sighed: "An era is over..."
Zhao Ran: "Huh? What you said..."
Gu Tengjia smiled: "After learning this sentence from the abbot, I still remember it freshly. It touched my heart today and I feel it is particularly appropriate."
"Did I say that?"
"After the Fengtian Palace meeting last month, Abbot, you once sighed like this."
"..."
"Abbot?"
"Ah, I told you that I would check Lao Zhuang's pulse, but I forgot..."