Chapter 754 Xu Fengnian is visiting Wudang, and the royal family is seeking to be accustomed to Beiliang
Just as Xu Fengnian and the white-clothed monk walked into the back door of Ziyang Palace, a young Taoist priest with beautiful eyes rushed to Han Gui, and said in a low voice with a sad face: “Uncle Master, Master, Master, a new group of distinguished guests have come to the mountain. The real person in charge of the guards personally accompanied them to visit our main peak. The guests are not like the foreigners who made many requests. They did not have to stay on the mountain to rest. They said they had booked a room at the Inn at the foot of the mountain town. But the real person in charge of the rules said that these guests were not negligent, and that even if we changed, we would have three or four Yajing rooms. My master and several uncles were anxious. They finally found two rooms in Ziyang Palace. No matter how many there were, they really couldn’t do it. The Shenxiao Temple, which was near the top of the mountain, was in a dilemma, and said that even the woodshed room was freed for the guests to live in, so we didn’t have the reason to let half of the guests stay and half down the mountain.”
Xu Fengnian was practicing swords on the mountain and met most Taoist priests of Qingning’s generation. He never forgot about it, so he asked with a smile: “Ning and Taoist priests, who is so great? “
The little Taoist priest once greeted the person in front of him with the uncle riding a bull at the gate of the mountain. Naturally, he knew Xu Fengnian’s identity and hurriedly saluted, “Report to the prince, I heard from Master Qingfeng that he was a student of Mr. Han of Shangyin Academy.”
Xu Fengnian suddenly realized that he had received a spy from Qingcang City, Liuzhou, saying that Mr. Han continued to travel westward, but after hearing that Wudang Mountain was going to hold a dispute over Buddhism and Taoism, he asked several disciples to return to Liangzhou and meet with the wine immortal Chang Sui who went to Jibei alone in Wudang Mountain. The old man only took his granddaughter Han Xiu and the escorts to continue traveling far away. At that time, Xu Fengnian only dared to hope that one of Han Gu’s disciples could stay in Beiliang. If it was Xu Huang, the master of military strategy, it would be the best. If it was Sima Can, a scholar with a free and easy temperament, it would be good. Now that he heard this news, Xu Fengnian felt a little regretful. If only one or two people came to Wudang Mountain, it would have been a foregone conclusion that they would serve Beiliang, but even Chang Sui came, it would probably mean that no one would stay in Beiliang. Xu Fengnian sighed in his heart and said, “Master Ning and Taoist Little Taoist, go and talk to your master and say that I will give up my house to these guests. I guess it is always not difficult to live in that room for two or three people.”
The little Taoist priest dared to take on this sentence.
Han Gui said softly, “Ninghe, just act like this according to the prince’s instructions. Also, give Qingxin’s house and I to the guests…”
Before Han Gui finished speaking, the little Taoist priest said loudly, “Uncle Master, how can you do this? Xiaozhu Peak Qingshan Temple and Lianfeng are more than ten miles away from the Qingshan Temple! Qingxin… Every time Master Qingxin comes to Lianfeng to play with us… it’s right, it’s because it’s when Lianfeng helps Uncle Master borrow books, it’s so tired…”
The younger Taoist priest of the Ning generation speaks, the lower his voice, and Han Gui’s apprentice Qingxin can’t wait to dig a hole in the ground and drill down. It’s over. This time I’ll return to Qingshan Temple, I have to copy the Scripture ten times.Getting here.
The monk in white turned his head and said to his wife, “Look at the younger generations on the mountain, they are mostly towards their elders, and the little bald men who play with the stupid and Nanbei, but they all think about cheating food and drinks in our house all day long.”
The woman smiled and said, “It’s wrong, it’s obviously for our daughter. I see the little monk on the road in the middle of the temple on weekdays, but every time I go to our house, I don’t wear the clean tidy monk robe.”
The monk in white was furious: “There’s still this thing!”
The woman rolled her eyes and said, “You know.”
The monk in white said angrily: “Those little bald men are just undone, and Nanbei is even more stupid. Isn’t this not to lead a wolf into the house!”
The woman said angrily: “Knock it, knock it, knock it, knock it, knock it, and it will save you the abbot who doesn’t take money and only pays it.”
In the end, Han Gui and the little Taoist priest went to a Qing disciple of Chen Yao, a real person in charge of the rules, and Xu Fengnian stayed in the thatched hut of the Xixiangchi in the Mid-mountain where he practiced his swords. Before going down the mountain, Xu Fengnian sent the monk in white to his room, while Han Gui took the lead in saying goodbye and left. At this time, everyone on Wudang Mountain was so busy that Han Gui was in great difficulty. In addition to taking Xu Fengnian into Ziyang Palace, he actually had a lot of things to be busy with. In fact, Taoist priests of all generations on the mountain knew that Han Gui would take on great responsibilities in the future. After all, even the old head sect Wang Chonglou said that Han Gui’s heart was the most stable, and even Hong Xixiang was half-true and half-fake to joke that there were many small pillars on the mountain, which was most suitable for Han Gui, who had the name Gui in his name to practice and realize the Tao. Now, Chen Yao and Yu Xingrui, the only remaining senior real people in Wudang Mountain, also attach great importance to Han Gui, a junior who is invincible.
Xu Fengnian was sent to the threshold, and the monk in white pushed the door and suddenly turned around and asked, “I have seen my uncle.”
Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about the chicken soup monk at the foot of Xiaolantu Mountain in the Western Regions. The old monk was the senior brother of the Holy Monk of the Dragon Stories. He nodded and said, “I can fight with Tuoba Bodhisattva without death…”
Li Dangxin waved his hand: “Everyone is dead, who can I tell you good things?”
Xu Fengnian was silent and speechless.
The monk in white sighed and said sadly: “But then again, my uncle can fall down the lotus in my heart, but it is you who appeared. I was alone in the west, but my uncle was worried. My original intention was to go to the Western Regions to pick me up and return to the two Zen temples. I didn’t expect that I stopped for more than twenty years. I have not benefited from my uncle’s experience. Well, everything goes back to one thing, and my daughter’s affairs are not over yet. But I have to thank you for my uncle’s ability to fall into lotus.”