The sixteenth year of Zhenguan!
"Jiang Liu'er! Jiang Liu'er!" The host of Jinguang Temple came slowly.
The little monk was sitting by the river, as if he could see the end of the river at a glance.
“Jiang Liu’er!” The host is quite young, and he seemed out of breath after taking this step.
“Master.” Jiang Liuer stood up immediately. "I didn't hear it just now."
"It doesn't matter." The host rubbed his head sympathetically. "Is it because I miss your parents?"
"Master, tell me why they don't want me anymore."
"Master doesn't know, but I think it's because they also have their own difficulties. "Okay." The host said with a sigh.
"What difficulties could they have!" Jiang Liu'er sounded a little dissatisfied.
"Amitabha!" The old host didn't know what their reasons were, but he thought he wouldn't abandon the child if there was a way.
"Let's go, master will cook your favorite vegetarian meal for you today."
"But I always want to eat chicken legs." Jiang Liu'er whispered.
“A monk cannot break the precepts.”
“I understand, Master!” Jiang Liuer said helplessly.
Zhang Qingdi took the little toad to look at the women from the Western Regions dancing the Hu Xuan Dance in the wine shop.
The guys listening to the music in the hook bar clapped their hands and applauded.
These guys only applaud, but rarely reward them.
Master Qingdi threw a lot of copper coins without mercy.
The dancer danced a little faster.
"Master, is this dancer the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi?" Little Saint couldn't help but ask.
Emperor Zhang Qing turned his head and asked in disgust, "Are you following the old monk and making your brain stupid?"
The old monk told Emperor Zhang Qing last time that he wanted the little saint to inherit His mantle. In the end, the little sage agreed, but he was a Buddhist and Taoist practitioner.
Little Saint looked at Emperor Zhang Qing even more helplessly.
After leaving seclusion, Emperor Zhang Qing said he wanted to see the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. When they arrived in Chang'an, Emperor Zhang Qing plunged into the hook fence and watched these female benefactors dancing every day.
Fortunately, the old monk did not come. Originally, Emperor Zhang Qing asked him if he wanted to see the reincarnation of Golden Chanzi, but after the old monk met Xiao Yan, he no longer had any interest in these reincarnations of Golden Chanzi. .
Besides, now that Little Saint has inherited his mantle, he is very satisfied.
If the little saint can become a Buddha in the future, the six-eared macaque and the little white dragon will be his right and left guardians. However, Emperor Zhang Qing did not dislike the old monk for once and found that the guardians on both sides were too weak.
"What are you looking for in such a hurry?" Emperor Zhang Qing said as he scattered another handful of copper coins. "These female Bodhisattvas are no better looking than those real bald donkeys."
The little toad smiled bitterly. Naturally, he wanted to see the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
After all, the monkey is waiting for this man with eager eyes.
If you have seen it, you can go back and tell the monkey.
Zhang Qingdi originally wanted to criticize other entertainment venues, but seeing the impatient look on the little toad, he took him to Jinguang Temple.
This Jinguang Temple is not large in scale, it is a small temple.
But the location is good, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, full of aura.
The little toad stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, it was an old monk who opened the door. The little saint could tell at a glance that this old monk was not the reincarnation of the golden cicada.
"Why are the two donors here?" The old abbot looked at the two people.
At first glance, he is not an ordinary person.
He couldn't see anything about the man in black robe behind him.
But the old abbot felt very close to the young man in green in front of him.
"We heard that there is a Jinguang Temple on this mountain, so we came here to have a look." The little toad said with a smile.
The old abbot said with a smile, "A small temple in the mountains is not worthy of your visit."
"The temple is not big or small, it is spiritual if there is a Buddha." The little saint said with a smile.
"Amitabha."
"Can we stay in this temple for a few days?" the little toad asked directly.
"Of course." The old abbot agreed.
Emperor Zhang Qing didn't want to live in this ruined temple at all, and there was no female Bodhisattva dancing the Hu Xuan Dance here!
"Jiang Liu'er, come and take the two donors around." The old abbot called behind him.
"I'm here, Master!" Jiang Liu'er ran over.
The first time he saw Jiang Liuer, the little toad knew that this was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
Jiang Liu'er smiled and stepped forward. He was a little scared when he saw Emperor Zhang Qing, but he felt very kind to the little toad.
"Jiang Liu'er, take these two benefactors to wander around the mountain first, and I'll have someone arrange guest rooms for them." The old abbot said with a smile.
The young saint took out a piece of silver as an offering, and the old abbot felt that this young man had a connection with Buddha.
Zhang Qingdi felt that the money was given too much.
It’s such a big piece, I went to Goulan myself to see how many Hu Xuan dances there were.
“I don’t know what to call the two donors!” Jiang Liuer subconsciously distanced himself from Zhang Qingdi.
"Emperor Zhang Qing!"
"Zhang Jinchan."
"My name is Jiang Liu'er. Master said that when I am sixteen, I will officially become a monk and give me the Dharma name." Jiang Liu'er Said with a smile.
Zhang Qingdi didn’t find it funny at all.
But the little toad smiled and said, "As long as you are sincere, those false etiquette are not important."
"I think so too, Golden Toad Donor."
Jiang Liu'er didn't know if he had finally met someone who could talk to him, or if this guy had the attribute of a talkative.
Anyway, we kept chattering along the way.
Master Qingdi wanted to make his mouth disappear several times.
But the little toad talked to Jiang Liuer patiently.
In just a short time, the little toad changed from a golden toad benefactor to a golden toad big brother.
Emperor Zhang Qing yawned. He seemed to be choosing an oiran today and had to go early to get his seat.
"Since you like it, just stay at Jinguang Temple." Emperor Zhang Qing said, "I'm going to Chang'an."
Jiang Liu'er was full of envy when he heard that Chang'an. Many people have talked about Chang'an, saying that it is the most prosperous place in the world and the real paradise.
But he has never been there…
"Is Chang'an beautiful?" Jiang Liu'er asked.
"Of course it's beautiful." This was the first time that Emperor Zhang Qing spoke seriously to Jiang Liu'er. "That waist, those long legs, that big xio..."
"Master!" Xiao Sheng shouted helplessly.
Although Jiang Liu'er didn't quite understand it, he still felt that what Zhang Qingdi said was unfair.
I don’t know why he wants to visit Chang’an more.
In the evening, Emperor Zhang Qing went to Goulan in Chang'an.
The young sage and the old abbot were chatting about Buddhist scriptures. The old abbot was really shocked by the young sage.
For the first time, the old abbot felt that he was shallow and ignorant.
"Tell me the truth, are you the reincarnation of Buddha?"
"No." The little toad said with a smile. "I am actually a goblin."
The little saint said that he was a goblin, but the old abbot and Jiang Liuer were not too scared.
"Brother Jinchan, are you really a goblin?"
"Yes." Little Saint smiled and nodded. "But I don't harm others."
"It turns out that there are also fairies like Brother Jin Chan." Jiang Liu'er couldn't help but sigh.
Zhang Qingdi came late, and the front position was taken away.
If you can sit in the front seat, it will naturally not be given to whoever comes earlier. As long as a dignitary comes, the seat will belong to him no matter how late it is.
If Zhang Qingdi hadn’t spent a lot of money these days, he wouldn’t even be qualified to sit here.
Today, this group of Rui Baihua House is going to choose the oiran.
To be honest, Mr. Qingdi prefers the kind of wild dance. If you want to see the kind of elegant dance, who can be more elegant than Chang'e. From beginning to end, Emperor Zhang Qing seemed to be in a dull mood.
Until the last oiran candidate appeared, the woman was dressed in white.
Of course, these courtesan candidates are all very good-looking, but this one is the most eye-catching. This girl is charming but not seductive.
But she is a real fairy!
Everyone in the audience seemed to be breathing heavily, but Zhang Qingdi watched her performance indifferently.
Zhang Qingdi sincerely despised her. The other candidates relied on their real abilities. But she doesn't know how to use martial arts.
Finally the goblin became the courtesan.
Zhang Qingdi didn’t want to bother others easily, so he left after waiting for it to be over.
"What, Wan'er?"
"The person who left just now is a little weird." The oiran Wan'er said.
"Do you need me to take a look?" the maid next to her asked.
"Don't be troublesome, we are here for revenge." Wan'er said coldly. "We will go back after killing Liu Huan."
"It's too bad that Liu Erlang didn't come."
"Don't worry, he will come sooner or later." Wan'er said.
When Emperor Zhang Qing returned to Jinguang Temple, the young saint was giving a lecture to the old abbot.
He went directly back to the guest room to sleep.
Early the next morning, Jiang Liuer came to see them.
Zhang Qingdi looked at him in confusion. Xiao Sheng came out of his room and said, "I promised to take him to Chang'an for a walk last night."
"Oh? I took him to the group. Hua Bai Rui Lou?" Emperor Zhang Qing asked with a smile.
"Of course not!" Xiao Sheng said.
Little Saint is really a good goblin. If it were any other goblin, he would wish he could reincarnate Jin Chanzi and go to that kind of place to play.
It would be better to let him vent his Yuan Yang, that would be interesting.
Finally, Emperor Zhang Qing followed them to Chang'an.
When I walked halfway, I met a scabby monk.
This mangy-headed monk originally wanted to go to Chang'an, but he really couldn't walk.
Jiang Liuer was kind-hearted and gave him a share of his dry food.
The scabby monk followed them on their way.
If he didn’t take Jiang Liuer with him, Emperor Zhang Qing wouldn’t even be able to use half of his breath.
Now with a deoiling bottle, Zhang Qingdi and the others can only go slowly.
Emperor Zhang Qing looked at the scabby monk and said nothing during the whole journey. Although the little saint could see that the scabby monk was extraordinary, he had no idea which protector he was.
They didn’t want to harm Jiang Liuer anyway, so it didn’t matter if they let the scabby monk follow them.
Finally, Jiang Liu'er couldn't walk anymore, so Xiao Sheng paid for a carriage.
The mangy monk asked to get on the bus without any courtesy.
"You are so strong, but you just have some leprosy on your head. What kind of carriage are you riding in?" Zhang Qingdi said rudely.
"Then monk, just follow the carriage." He said without getting angry.
Zhang Qingdi and the others got on the horse. Originally, Jiang Liuer was worried that the scabby monk would not be able to keep up, but he found that no matter how fast Brother Jin Chan drove the carriage.
The monks also followed him steadily.
Arrived in Chang'an, Jiang Liu'er looked at the majestic city in front of him.
He didn't know what to say for a while.
"It's just falsehood. It will be nothing more than a pile of loess after thousands of years." The mangy-headed monk said.
“But Chang’an will always live in people’s hearts. The people who built the city and the people who lived in the city may be gone.
But Datang and Chang'an have always lived in the hearts of people in this land. "Zhang Qingdi said seriously.
The little toad can also feel that the master seems to have a special liking for Han and Tang.
The mangy-headed monk shook his head, "Live in the hearts of ordinary people. What's the point? "
"Those ordinary people in your mouth should be the future Buddhas in your Buddha's mouth. Emperor Zhang Qing said mockingly.
The Tathagata’s Mahayana Buddhism is that everyone has the root of wisdom and everyone can become a Buddha.
Emperor Zhang Qing occasionally heard the old monk and the little toad mention it.
The leprous monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"
"If you want to look down on ordinary people, cure the leprosy on your head first."
To the Qing Emperor It was another elegant and easy-going day for the master.
The leprosy-headed monk felt that this monster was indeed well-deserved for his reputation as a vicious man with a vicious mouth and a bad heart.
He was sent by Tathagata to secretly protect Jin Chanzi.
The arrival of Emperor Zhang Qing made him very nervous.
Last time the old monk and Emperor Zhang Qing met Xiao Yan, they were not nervous at all.
Because Xiao Yan is not a Buddhist, but Jiang Liuer is.
If anything goes wrong with him, it will be unacceptable to Lingshan.
He then showed up without hesitation.
On the one hand, it was to protect Jiang Liuer, and on the other hand, it was to express Lingshan's attitude to Emperor Zhang Qing.
However, he also confirmed along the way that Emperor Zhang Qing had no ill intentions towards Jiang Liuer. But he still didn't dare to be careless.
Xiao Sheng took Jiang Liuer to visit the temple fair.
Zhang Qingdi is going to Goulan to listen to music.
"Where is Goulan?" Jiang Liu'er asked curiously.
“Amitabha, don’t listen, don’t speak!” the leprous monk said immediately.
The more he is like this, the more curious Jiang Liuer will be.
This would invisibly cast a layer of dust on Jin Chanzi's state of mind. Emperor Zhang Qing did not explain, but just turned and left.
At this time, the leprous monk froze in place.
He heard a shout, "Stupid!"
After a while, the scabby monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
He said to Jiang Liu'er, "If you want to see where Goulan is, I will take you there."
"Is that okay?" Jiang Liu'er asked.
But when he saw that the little toad did not express his position, he shook his head and said, "I won't go. I want to go to the temple fair."
The leprous monk mistakenly blamed Emperor Zhang Qing.
Thanks to Emperor Zhang Qing for leaving, otherwise he would have chopped off his leprosy head and completely cured him if he looked like this.
After walking around for a day, Jiang Liuer met a woman on the road.
In an instant, the scabby monk turned pale with shock.
"Is this your poisonous plan?" he asked, looking at the little toad.
"You monk, please keep your mouth clean. Your heart is filthy, so naturally everything in the world is filthy." The little toad scolded.
Jiang Liu'er looked at Wan'er with a blushing face. His candied haws accidentally stained her dress.
"It's okay." Wan'er smiled and shook her head.
She reached out and wanted to touch Jiang Liuer's head, but there seemed to be a golden light on the top of the young monk's head, so she immediately retracted her hand in fright.
"I..." Jiang Liu'er didn't know what to do for a while.
How can he have the money to pay for this dress?
"Jiang Liu'er, I paid for this money for you. How about you pay me back when you make money in the future?" Xiao Sheng said to help Jiang Liu'er out of the siege.
"Okay!" Jiang Liu'er didn't dare to look at Wan'er's face again.
"No need, he didn't mean it."
"Take it, if you don't accept it, your kindness today will become the cause and effect of tomorrow." Xiao Sheng said seriously .
(End of this chapter)