"Yang Yizhong, Xin Ciying has received a letter from Yue Yun. Did you not receive it?"
It's the same carriage, still the same configuration.
There is just one more little monk.
Last night, Liu Bang gave the little boy to Wang Chan to take care of him. Thanks to the lady Wang who worked all night, giving him ginseng soup and hot towels, Dao Ji didn't get cold.
But Mrs. Wang didn't have time to find out what her father was like.
Liu Bang still opened the curtain on the side of the carriage - Lin'an Mansion in the daytime had a different flavor.
After listening to the emperor's question, Yang Yizhong whispered:
"Official, I have received it."
"When did he make an appointment with you?"
"Tomorrow at noon."
Hmm... I was still thinking about how to distinguish between the main war faction and the main peace faction, but Yue Yun made me worry less.
"Your Majesty the Emperor," Xiao Daoji said timidly, "Can the young monk go find my master?"
The little monk is not stupid, and his ancestors were also officials. If his health had not been so bad and his parents had sent him to a monk's temple to suppress his life, he would probably have lost his education by now.
Of course he already knew the identity of the person in front of him.
Liu Bang took off his novice hat and touched his bald head as if he were touching a bow:
"Didn't I tell you that your master needs to be nursed back to health? You can go there after he is nursed back to health at Yang Yizhong's house."
"I obey... I obey the order, but you can't give me any more water or wine."
After a pause, he clasped his hands together and said, "You can't touch meat or fish, Amitabha."
Seeing his serious look, Liu Bang couldn't help but smile: "I heard that after you woke up this morning, you were going to die, but because of this?"
"Monks are not tainted by meat and fish, and so are junior monks."
"You're still alive if you don't eat meat! You spend all your time Amitabha, Amitabha. That Amitabha doesn't eat meat? He doesn't drink alcohol either?"
After saying that, Liu Bang said viciously: "When you are more hairy, I will take you to the boat in the West Lake and open the woman's meat for you!"
This was the first time Xiao Daoji had encountered such a threat, not to mention that the person who was threatening him was the current emperor.
At that moment, he felt a little lost. He squeezed his eyes slightly and tears fell down.
Seeing him like this, Liu Bang not only did not comfort him, but shouted: "Keep crying, keep crying and you won't even be able to become a monk!"
After hearing this, Daoji felt aggrieved, but he still endured it and actually stopped crying.
The main thing is that I just had a living example.
Before they left the palace, the eminent monk Qin Hui invited from Lingyin Temple, the monk Tanhui whom he met outside the city gate last night, also arrived at the palace.
Liu Banggao was sitting in the carriage and saw the Kun man's face clearly, and he felt unhappy in his heart.
Tan Hui, on the other hand, did not dare to look up at each other, and did not know that he and the emperor had actually met each other before.
"In your profession, do you consider yourself a monk if you shave your head?"
Unexpectedly, the emperor would ask such a question. Na Tan Hui didn't think much and replied quickly: "Of course not. You can still be considered a monk only after you report to the government and get the ultimatum issued by the court."
"I thought you were not under the control of the imperial court."
Tan Huiben heard Qin Hui say that the officials had summoned him, and he wanted to improve his attitude a little and show off his master's style.
But I never thought that there would be neither the warm welcome that I imagined nor the prelude to the relationship that would be expected under normal circumstances.
On the contrary, outside the main hall and in front of the carriage, Tan Hui felt the emperor's malice.
"The young monk doesn't dare."
"In this case," Liu Bang said, "Since I can still control you, now I think you are not suitable to be a monk."
"Guan family, little monk..."
"Needless to say, you should be more respectable and return the ultimatum to whichever place issued it to you. Qin Hui said that there is an evil spirit in Lin'an City, and I think you are like that evil spirit, so you don't want this Lin'an City. Are you still... Hengzhou? Just go to Hengzhou and transfer your household registration there. Don't come back again before I die."
Thinking of a place name at random, Liu Bang made the decision for Master Tan Hui.
Tan Hui wanted to say something, but he heard the emperor say to Yang Yizhong: "If this Kun man dares to talk too much, just chop him down, don't worry about anything else."
Finally, the most prestigious Zen master in Song Dynasty ended his career as a monk.
Thinking that he had been a monk all his life, in the past few years, scholars had taken the lead in rejecting Buddhism. For this reason, he deliberately made friends with various Confucian scholars and scholars, and also infiltrated Confucianism and Buddhism, and Confucianism opened up and occupied Buddhism. He kept saying that he had made great achievements.
Now, it is no match for a word from the emperor.
Tan Hui smiled bitterly in his heart, even if he was an outsider, he could not help but feel great joy and great sadness.
With Uncle Tanhui's example in front of him, Daoji was so afraid because of the emperor's threats.
He said that whoever is not allowed to become a monk will not be able to become a monk.
Amitabha, His Majesty the Emperor and Buddha are also equally powerful.
After bypassing Chaotian Gate, go to Fengyu Gate on the left, which is the Goulan House in Lin'an City. The address of the inn given by Yue Yun is right here.
After arranging a few people to wait outside the inn, Liu Bang asked Yang Yizhong:
"Don't be too dazed. If you don't see me for an hour, you should come and look for me. Don't be late."
Then he said to Xin Ciying, who kept talking about history: "If you dare to tell me about this, I will let Yang Yizhong chop off your head!"
He had just asked Xin Ciying to talk about history, but now, the living master had a chance to rest his words.
However, he heard the emperor's threat again. Although he was afraid, he still looked upright:
"If you want me to die, I will die, but I should still do my duty well."
"Who told you this? You only have eyes for daily life, right?"
Liu Bang cursed: "From now on, I am Xin Ciying!"
Master Xin finally came to his senses and quickly agreed.
After saying that, he took the letter written by Yue Yun to Xin Ciying, gave the guards two ounces of money, and asked them to find a place to sit and wait.
In this way, he walked into the inn swaggeringly.
