Talk about the world of mortals in detail

As the abbot of a monastery, Zen Master Dingzhen had an unusual monk appearance after his death.

Although this was definitely not the old abbot's original intention, who said he didn't leave any last words?

Although all the repairs of Hueryong Temple have not been completed, the news of Zen Master Dingzhen's death spread in the capital of Daegu, and people came to pay their respects in an endless stream.

Naturally, many dignitaries from the capital came to visit. Although the emperor was not present in person, he sent his prince as an envoy to pay homage.

Even Hualong Temple had special officials stationed there to help the monks in the temple preside over the Buddhist funeral.

After all, Hualong Temple is essentially a royal Zen temple, and Zen Master Dingzhen is an eminent monk who deserves to be respected and treated as he deserves.

Coupled with Hualong Temple's own rules and the court's intervention, the burial ceremony from entering the niche to entering the pagoda was complicated. It is expected that Zhongguang Buddhist rituals would have to be performed more than ten times.

It was the third day after the death of Zen Master Dingzhen. The nobles and many people from Yongjing City had already arrived.

The chanting of the monks in the nearby Zen room can be heard throughout the Hualong Temple. There are also common people and nobles who are still staying in the temple. They are also the more pious ones on weekdays. Next, they are waiting for Fu Dapi. , that is, cremation.

There were also some court servants outside the temple gate helping.

An official from the Central Temple Department of the Ministry of Rites and the temple supervisor walked in the square in front of the temple until they reached the mountain gate.

Looking at the steps below, there are still many people climbing up the steps to Hualong Temple today.

The official looked over and asked the temple supervisor and monk next to him.

"Master, have you seen Taoist Master Xue come here in the past few days?"

The temple supervisor and monk could only respond truthfully.

"I haven't seen it before. Taoist Xue is an expert. Maybe he has been here before, but we didn't notice it."

"well!"

The official sighed, hoping that the emperor would not blame him by then.

At noon that day, the body of Zen Master Dingzhen was cremated. At the end of the cremation, the monks of Hualong Temple discovered some colorful beads among the ashes of the old abbot.

This immediately made the monks very happy, and also caused the spectators to worship one after another.

The news that Zen Master Dingzhen's relics were burned after his cremation once again spread throughout Yongjing, alarming the nobles in the capital and once again alarming the old emperor in the palace.

When the old abbot "entered the pagoda", there were many people who came to watch the ceremony, and the Hualong Temple was almost completely packed with people.

However, most of the people attending this gathering were relatives of dignitaries, emperors, and even the old emperor of Daegu finally came in person. There were not many ordinary people left. After all, the emperor was here.

Even the royal family invited more than ten of Zen Master Dingzhen's relics to be brought back to the palace and enshrined in the palace.

More than ten days later, the noisy funeral of the eminent monk at Hualong Temple gradually came to an end, and everything slowly returned to calm.

Of course, perhaps because of the arrival of the New Year, the atmosphere in Yongjing City quickly turned to a New Year atmosphere. Both the common people and the gentry and nobles quickly entered the state of celebrating the New Year, and the atmosphere became festive.

In addition, King Xiao of Daegu successfully suppressed the rebellion and returned to Beijing before New Year's Eve. The people in Yongjing, at the feet of the emperor, suddenly felt that the world was peaceful and they were even more happy.

However, during the Spring Festival this year, the old emperor in the palace did not feel too festive.

Today, I am admiring plum blossoms in the imperial garden of the palace. The old emperor is seated in the plum blossom pavilion of the garden, accompanied by several of his favorite concubines. There are even more princes and young princes beside them. They are laughing and playing one by one. They shuttle among the plum blossom trees and step out the white snow on the ground. A footprint.

This was also a rare moment of relaxation in the palace. The old emperor was sitting there in his velvet clothes, with several heaters beside him.

"Taoist Master Xue still didn't show up after all. Isn't Master Dingzhen's funeral worthy of his appearance?"

Seeing the emperor looking at him, the old eunuch was startled. He suddenly recalled that he had said that Taoist Xue would appear before, and he quickly answered in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, I thought the Taoist Master had appeared."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"Zen Master Dingzhen is an eminent monk, and Taoist Master Xue is an eminent person. The two naturally cherish each other, and the Taoist priest will definitely come to see the master one last time."

The old eunuch answered as he considered it, quickly clearing his thoughts.

Nowadays, the emperor is getting more and more moody. Even though he has to pamper his close servants, he has to be careful. If he is not careful, he will lose his life, and I don’t know how many people will be hurt.

Thinking this, the old eunuch continued.

"It's just that Taoist Master Xue has profound spiritual knowledge and is already a living immortal. He doesn't want to be seen or disturbed. So how can a soldier or a junior official with mortal eyes see him?"

King Xin on the side also hurriedly spoke.

"Father, Eunuch Liu is right. Taoist Master Xue is a strange man in this world. He has a close connection with the immortal world. With his relationship with Master Dingzhen, how could he not be there? It's just that he doesn't want to be disturbed, so no one can see him. .”

The emperor's expectations for Taoist Xue were not low, and were even getting higher, and the words of the old eunuch and King Xin coincided with some of his expectations.

Hearing this, the old emperor couldn't help but nodded slightly, somewhat convinced.

"Yes. If the Taoist priest doesn't want to, how can a mortal pawn see it?"

The old eunuch could hear the melancholy in his tone, and anyone who wasn't playing in the garden could also hear it.

The old eunuch hurriedly said something.

"Your Majesty, as His Highness King Xin said, immortality has a close connection. Perhaps Taoist Master Xue and Your Majesty are also like this!"

The emperor's face suddenly looked much better.

The prince nearby snorted coldly, feeling that the old eunuch Liu Jing was deeply bewitching his father. At the same time, he also looked at King Xin over there with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

This moment was really unbearable, so the prince spoke.

"Zen Master Dingzhen is indeed an eminent monk who has achieved Taoism. He does not seek profit during his lifetime, nor does he seek fame after death. Father, is this Taoist Master Xue also such an eminent Taoist?"

There was a sincerity in the way the prince asked, as if he was just asking out of curiosity.

In fact, the question has been more obscure and pointed out through doubts. How can the so-called true Taoist people pursue glory, wealth, fame, fortune, and favor? Then what kind of element is Taoist Xue who comes to the palace to seek fame and fortune and indulge in lust and indulgence? You need to be clear.

Who knew that when the emperor heard this, he looked at the prince beside him with a smile.

"Guang'er, you are leading the troops outside and don't know what's going on in the capital. Taoist priest Xue is indeed an expert in the world. Only Taoist priest can see clearly what happened in the mountains that day."

"I see, I know this. I really want to meet this Taoist priest if I have the chance."

Huh, he's the only one who can see clearly, so doesn't that just make it up?

The incident of painting Longshan years ago has been spread like a myth. King Xiao has heard no less than three versions during this period. It is really ridiculous, and seeing his father like this makes him feel a little sad.

"If there is a chance, if there is a chance, you can see it when Daochang Xue returns to the palace."

As the emperor said this, he seemed a little sleepy and closed his eyes on the chair.

The old eunuch hurriedly motioned around, and immediately some eunuchs moved screens to block the wind for the emperor, while many people around the emperor also moved away.

Prince Xiao walked out of the court, looked at the white snow in the courtyard, the plum blossoms and the cold flowers blooming, and looked at Prince Xin who walked out beside him.

"Third brother, I heard that you presented the dragon scales to my father, and also brought a county magistrate who killed his wife and was greedy for glory? The dragon scales also disappeared afterwards. Could it be that they melted?"

"snort!"

King Xin snorted before saying.

"Many people in the palace have also met, and my father is also present. You can ask! If not, how could my father change the name of Hualong Temple?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha"

King Xiao just smiled and didn't say anything more. He naturally had his own channels and knew some things.

The so-called Taoist Xue should indeed have some ability, and he should be a warlock who knows some magic.

In comparison, the head catcher from Haiyu County, who redressed the grievances of his wronged wife and filed a lawsuit against the emperor, even hired a Taoist priest to stage a show to win in a dangerous situation. This was really brave and resourceful, and in fact made King Xiao look down upon him even more.

After seeing through the above and leaving the capital alone and free and easy afterwards, Mr. Zhong is the true righteous man!

Taoist Xue, who had different opinions among everyone in the palace, finally went up the mountain at this moment.

However, Taoist Xue was not dressed as a Taoist, and not many people had really seen his face, so no one recognized him.

When we arrived at the temple gate, the plaque had been changed.

"Hualong Temple is quite appropriate."

Yes, Hualong Temple was renamed Hualong Temple by the emperor. Hualong Mountain is now also called Hualong Mountain. The pronunciation has not changed but the meaning has changed. It will soon become an allusion talked about among the people of Yongjing City.

Hualong Temple is still not completely repaired, but it is much better than before. At least when Taoist Xue entered the temple, he didn't realize how dilapidated it was.

During the Chinese New Year, the temple is full of incense and people come and go around, and no one pays attention to a seemingly middle-aged man.

After walking along some high and low mountain roads, Taoist Xue finally arrived at the back mountain of Hualong Temple, which ordinary pilgrims are unlikely to visit. There are some pagodas here, which are the final resting places of the eminent monks of Hualong Temple.

Nowadays, this place has returned to desertedness. When Taoist Xue came, not a single pilgrim came here.

But when we got to the pagoda in front, we could vaguely hear the sound of chanting.

The Taoist walked forward and saw a young monk sitting in front of the new pagoda with his eyes closed and chanting sutras. There was also a person walking on the path at the other end of the mountain outside the temple, a man in green clothes.

In addition to lingering on the young monk, Taoist Xue's eyes were also subconsciously attracted to the man in green shirt who was getting closer and closer.

There was still snow around, and the opponent's green shirt seemed a little thin. He was walking on the snow-covered mountain road in the breeze, and he felt quite elegant.

That long gray hair seemed to have fallen into pieces of snow.

The other party also turned around at this moment and nodded slightly in the direction of Taoist Xue, who also nodded.

Taoist Xue walked faster and arrived at the nearby young monk first. The young monk had just finished reading a sutra, then he paused and looked around him, then stood up and bowed to the visitor.

"Hello, Mr. Xue!"

Taoist Xue was a little surprised. He came here from the bottom of the mountain and met many monks. Only the young monk recognized him, so he solemnly returned the gift.

"Hello, little master! I'm here to see the master. In those days, the temple was very tight inside and outside, and even poor Taoists did not dare to come."

While talking, Taoist Xue looked at the man in green shirt who was walking towards him with a smile. The notice in the city had not yet been removed. Will this man go to the government to inform the government and receive the reward?

The little monk showed a somewhat innocent and cute smile.

"Master has left long ago. What's left is just a matter of spectacle. It doesn't matter whether the Taoist priest comes or not."

Taoist Xue looked shocked. This little monk was extraordinary. He couldn't help but observe it carefully.

The man in green shirt who had just arrived at the edge smiled and asked.

"In that case, why are you chanting sutras here, little master?"

When someone asked this question, the little monk's smile disappeared. He looked at the person and then looked at the pagoda, hesitated, and whispered.

"I miss Master"