Shangluo stood on the roadside.
Shang is not worried and comes to the front. The two looked at each other.
Shang Bufan walked over.
This was the first meeting between the two after leaving San Francisco. The meeting is over.
"Huh? Aren't you relatives? Or are you distant relatives?"
"This is how our family gets along, this is how our family is." This situation was expected by Shangluo, "We can just walk the road ahead ourselves, right?"
Titus shook his head: "No, no, we must go to the entrance of the Glazed Pagoda and then turn back. How can we rest assured that children are walking on the road at night. Come on, returning tourists, please follow me. We’re going back.”
At the entrance of Liuli Pagoda, Lu Huaiyang was sitting on a horse and drinking tea. There was a small coffee table in the middle, and the abbot of Baoen Temple was sitting next to it. While drinking tea, there were several sesame oil mung bean cakes placed in the middle as refreshments.
"Tell me, abbot, where did this sesame oil mung bean cake come from?"
"Oh, that's a long story. I remember when Emperor Taizu became a monk and became a monk, he collapsed on the roadside from hunger. Suddenly, a passing monk saw the auspicious aura rising to the sky. The monks rushed to Taizu. When Emperor Taizu was with him, he happened to have sesame oil mung bean cake on his hand. Emperor Taizu was full of praises when he ate it, and ran to the rebels in a hurry. Later, Emperor Taizu held a banquet for all the ministers, so he took it out, eh? I said Lu Qian Husband, you have nothing to do in the afternoon? Why did you have afternoon tea here?"
"Throwing the Ripper case to those Romans, we have nothing to do now. Although we are religious people, we are also worldly. Eating tea all day long is not an option."
"The emperor doesn't need anyone there?"
"The Emperor doesn't have any other hobbies except refining alchemy, and Nanzhen has nothing to do unless he investigates cases. So I want to ask, Master, Abbot, what do you usually do?"
"It's just tower sweeping, tower sweeping and tower sweeping."
"So you're used to living here, right?"
"I didn't get used to it at first. You don't have to play ball with the late emperor. You see, I have gained a lot of weight. Every day I just sweep the tower, sweep the tower. I keep sweeping, and I get used to it. Once I get used to it, I become the abbot."
"But Master, your military status is still with the Jinyi Guards, and you can go back at any time."
"It's better. Someone has to be here to watch over this tower. Junior Brother Fu Yuanshan comes to see me occasionally. He is much younger now than when we met."
Hearing this, Lu Huaiyang stopped twisting the mung bean cake and said, "Master, do you still want to build the foundation?"
"Maybe it's because fate hasn't arrived yet. I went to the hospital for a checkup a few days ago."
"Master! Master, you won't get it." Lu Huaiyang's face showed sadness.
"Are you so anxious to come to dinner? It's not a terminal illness, it's not a terminal illness. The doctor said that you are fat, and you can't eat too much greasy food at such an old age. I remember eating very light when I was young, but since I started playing ball with the late emperor, If you don’t eat some elbow every morning, you won’t have any energy.”
"You don't have any taboos, do you?"
"Being a monk for a day and beating the clock, of course, there are taboos. So what I ate was vegetarian pork elbows, which are vegetarian meat that has been sauced. Logically speaking, these are imitation vegetarian dishes eaten by pilgrims, and monks should not eat these. But when I came in I haven’t changed this habit, and I still eat these imitation meat-free vegetarian dishes—so many years have passed, so let’s put aside the matter of foundation building.”
"Are you still thinking about Wen Yan?"
"How is his son doing?"
"A very good kid. Although not very serious, he will be a good person."
"Just like his father, he is a good man. It's a pity that he didn't see through the secret. Building a foundation is not such a simple matter. Even the Taoist ancestor sighed when he disappeared."
"We have another one recently. He was selected as the Great Sword Leader by His Majesty the Emperor today just after he entered the profession. He is the son of Shang Bufan. He also has a chance. Do you think he can succeed?"
The monk sighed: "Whether the foundation building can be successful or not, we should actually know before building the foundation. There is always no suspense in building the foundation. It will be done when it is supposed to be completed. If it is not achieved, it will not be successful. Wen Yan's failure to build the foundation will never be It’s not about bad luck, there’s never any luck here.”
Lu Huaiyang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be?"
"Well, it's good that you know it yourself. His Majesty, the late emperor, who has always been accustomed to following Daozu, also sighed at that time: Daozu is the most ruthless. But I heard that Daozu met him? That Shangluo?"
"Yes. Before he returned to Yujing, Daozu named him to see him."
"Do you know the significance of this?"
Lu Huaiyang nodded: "Dao Ancestor is the sky, and all living beings are the earth. The common sense in this world has always been 'Jedi Tiantong'. Only the emperor can communicate with heaven and earth. There are two possibilities for Tao Ancestor to see him."
"Which two kinds?" The old monk looked at Lu Huaiyang.
"Either, Daozu wants him to be the successor emperor. But it's impossible. Daozu's favor is limited to his flesh and blood. It's impossible for Daozu to let anyone else be the emperor. Then there is only one possibility."
"Say it." Lu Huaiyang hesitated, but the old monk patted him on the back, "Say it and you will feel more comfortable."
"The second possibility is: Daozu is not looking for the successor of the emperor. Instead, he is looking for the successor of 'Heaven', looking for his own successor."
Lu Huaiyang himself couldn't believe this inference. Things are about to change, right before our eyes.
"Master, is this possible?"
"The late emperor read me a very interesting detective book. There is this sentence in it that I still remember: When you eliminate all impossible situations, what is left, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth. Even if He is the Taoist Ancestor, he was also the Feiyuan Zhenjun, the Wanshou Emperor, the Loyal Filial Emperor, not the current 'Sun Palace Taidan Yan Guang Yu Ming Sun Emperor'."
"." Lu Huaiyang didn't speak, just nodded silently.
"Does he know it?" the old monk asked.
"I guess he probably knows something, but he's not convinced yet. It seems that Daozu has arranged some tasks for him. Do we want to help him?"
"Of course you have to help, but you must not exceed the rules. I think what Taoist ancestors value is not only the root, but also the strategy for establishing oneself. Tao fruit can be cultivated slowly, and Tao experience can be planted from the beginning. If the Tao mind is not stable from the beginning , it’s impossible to go further in the future. But I always feel..." Even the old monk hesitated at this time.
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking that when Daozu recruits people, it's not about applying for jobs, right? There's no need to look at talent, character, etc. The reason why Daozu recruits him is because of God's will. Since it's God's will, then every move he makes will be It's the way of heaven. So no matter what he does, Daozu will not change his mind. So Daozu may not be testing him at all, but talking to him. He wants to know what his successor will be like. In short, you all be cautious Remember, be sure not to exceed the rules, and then go further to eliminate other possibilities. Huh? They are back, open the door. I'm going to get a broom, people are coming and going, bringing some dust in, so it's time to sweep the tower."
(End of chapter)
