Chapter 515

As for the rest of the brothers and sisters? I disliked the boredom of discussing Buddhism. I have been playing hand in hand in the flower forest outside the hall for a long time.

Their princesses, taking advantage of this Kung Fu, can take a good peek at the monk named debate machine.

When the three of them moved to the side of Li Shimin and Prince Li Zhi, they happened to hear the center of each other's topic, which was on the body of the debate monk.

All of a sudden, the curiosity of several princesses was seduced. One by one, they supported their ears and listened carefully to their father's next questions.

After Li Shimin and Dao Yue finished their basic skills, it is naturally impossible for them to leave like this. They exchanged greetings, made a parade and then left. This is also the practice of a national leader going out.

But today, the little monk behind daoyue was so conspicuous that Li Shimin couldn't help asking more questions.

Gain knew that Li Shimin was coming today. All the monks of Puguang temple, one by one, put on the most luxurious and solemn dresses to welcome him.

Gu Zheng is the only exception.

He is no different from what he usually wears in the Sutra Pavilion, even more shabby than what he usually wears.

Today, Gu Zheng chose the dress of a bitter monk. He was dressed in a robe of a monk in sackcloth, with no more decoration and no more cloth.

In this way, he stood behind daoyue cleanly, but because of his natural carved appearance, it formed an extremely huge contrast.

This phenomenon makes Li Shimin too interested.

It's like the most precious piece of jade, which is thrown on a broken silk scarf that my mother has used for 20 years as a carrier, with a bit of a pity.

So Li Shimin took the initiative to ask, "is the little monk behind master daoyue the only disciple of the master and the little disciple of the law number debate machine?"

Daoyue was also very willing to give this opportunity to his disciples. He smiled and looked at Gu Zheng, indicating that he could take the initiative to answer the emperor's questions.

Gu Zheng, who was prompted by his master, was not polite. He compared with a monk and gently checked his head: "tell your majesty, I'm the defense machine."

"Oh? Tell me, all the monks in today's are dressed in beautiful clothes. Why are you the only one dressed in rags?"

"Don't you think your Majesty's identity is not valuable enough for you to treat seriously?"

After hearing Li Shimin's half joking words, Gu Zheng didn't advise at all.

Joke, young master, when a monk plays tricks on others, you... You are a skeleton. Old man, who is afraid of you.

So the monk with a silver face smiled and said, "Your Majesty doesn't know. I'm doing the spiritual cultivation level now."

"Buddha said that practice is the place where the road lies, and can not be disturbed by any external cause, object or outsider."

"I am a bitter friar in the world, disturbed by the world of mortals and seven emotions and six desires. They are all passing clouds. They do not enter my heart or my body. In my heart, your majesty is still one of the equal people of all living beings."

"So why does your Majesty's identity affect my original process of mind cultivation?"

"If the poor monk puts on gorgeous clothes and makes a respectful gesture for his Majesty's sake, he will have broken the poor monk's skill and damaged his ascetic journey."

"Therefore, just because the poor monk came to see his Majesty in this dress, it can further illustrate the poor monk's piety towards his majesty."

"No flattery, just an ordinary mind."

"I think your majesty also hopes that there will be more people like little monks around the middle of my Tang Dynasty, so as to protect my Tang Dynasty for thousands of years?"

Hearing Gu Zheng's words, Li Shimin was surprised at first. The monk was not old and had great courage. He placed his position with the people on the equality of all living beings.

But at the end of the hearing, he turned surprised into happy. Although the boy had been moving closer to the ox man, he couldn't stand. He was really complimenting his dynasty.

The old emperor, who was Sao to the itch, was happy.

"Hahaha, he is really an interesting monk and has a lot of understanding. No wonder your master spared no effort to praise you and say that you are the reincarnation of the Buddha."

"I don't know what you're doing now?"

Hearing the emperor's question, Gu Zheng's heart is a song. If he succeeds in pretending to be an ascetic monk, he must be a fool of his academic school and focus on the Buddha's mind.

Therefore, after Li Shimin's inquiry, Gu Zheng's face showed a fanatical expression.

"The little monk is now sorting out and translating the great Bodhisattva Sutra, which is one of the most complete Buddhist classics brought back by master Xuanzang."

"There are twenty volumes in total, all written in Sanskrit. The poor monk is translating and sorting them according to the understanding and pragmatic ideas of the eastern people of the Tang Dynasty."

"After all, it is the truth that the classics of Western Buddhism should eventually be used by our country and people."

On the road, only when these things get rid of their dross can they fool the people well. No, they are educating the people.

For such a dedicated monk, Li Shimin still greatly appreciates it.

In particular, he believes in the saying that each performs his own duties.

As a monk, your job is to praise the Buddha Dharma and study the Buddhist scriptures. Isn't that what the imperial court does to raise your Buddhist people?

It is difficult for a young man not to be dazzled by desire. It is a good idea to stick to his original heart.

Li Shimin, with a big hand, added a valuable offering to Puguang temple.

When he came out of the temple gate and just stepped out of the threshold, he seemed to think of something. He pointed in the direction of Gu Zheng and said a few words: "you're good."

"A few days ago, master Xuanzang's messenger handed over to me the letter that he arrived in Chang'an today."

"As requested in his letter, I hope I can send some people who are proficient in Buddhism as assistants to translate the new Buddhist scriptures and classics from the West."

"He also compiled what he saw and heard when he went here to learn scriptures. The title of the book is tentatively named" records of the western regions of the Tang Dynasty. Praise. "

"Since your understanding and Buddhist theory are praised by master daoyue, I will introduce you to master Xuanzang's staff and be his assistant."

"At that time, you'll have to show your ability. Don't lose face for me."

After saying that, Li Shimin threw his big sleeves smartly and walked down the stairs without looking back. He stepped on the Dragon chariot, waved his hand and left with the mighty crowd.

Only the grateful people of Puguang Temple sang the Buddha together.

Thank your majesty for the opportunity.

Master Xuanzang had a decree for a long time. The total number of helping disciples who followed him would not exceed nine. Now, among the monks of Puguang temple, they are the first to bear the brunt. It is a great honor.

Although it's a new temple, it's hard to say.

Elder martial brother Bian Ji, good job.

The monks left happily. Princess Gaoyang was upset on the chariot and horse of the princess's honor guard.

She took back the eyes behind the curtain from the gate of Puguang temple and Gu Zheng who had been looking around in the distance. She took a few deep breaths before calming the Qi in her heart.

Afraid to be heard by other brothers and sisters, Gao Yang combed his fingernails angrily and whispered, "what's the matter with the beautiful and delicious characters he took a fancy to? His father and emperor have nothing to do?"

"Originally, he was just an ordinary little monk. It's not very convenient to succeed?"

"Now he has been appointed by the imperial court to help Xuanzang write Buddhist scriptures. There are too many difficulties in doing so."

Speaking of this, Princess Gaoyang bit her nails as usual when she was anxious.

"Is there any reason why I can meet this debate machine alone? If there are no outsiders, I won't believe it. According to my charm, there are people who can't win?"

Gaoyang was thinking about it. I don't know whether it was the temporary negligence of the driver in front, or the bumpy potholes in this section. The princess Gaoyang's horse was bumped up by a stone pit. Gaoyang sitting on it suddenly broke her proud fingernails with the external impulse.

The blood suddenly seeped out along the crack of the cracked nails, which made Gao Yang, who was already in a bad mood, angry.

She shouted to the bodyguard of her household outside the car, "what's the matter? How to catch the car?"

"Don't wait for such lazy slaves to serve me. When they return home, they will be dragged into the hands of the princess's internal officer and handed over to him!"

The guards next to the princess asked Qi Qi and replied, "here!"

The servant who heard Princess Gaoyang's cry was trembling and dared not make a refutation.

The convoy drove to the gate of Chang'an palace. Today's Zen parade is really over.

If something happens, go to the palace with Li Shimin. If nothing happens, go home with the servants and guards.

Gao Yang, who was originally in a good mood, could not join in such a lively, but now he is in a bad mood because of such a disturbance. He drove away from the palace gate and returned to the house early with the quietest princesses.

Because of advocating freedom, Gaoyang and Fang's love was originally a mutual wish. Gaoyang, who did not live in the princess's house, naturally returned to the courtyard of Fang's second house.