Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 1064: Fusang Feihong is an old friend

, Fan returned to Longqingfang, passing the Shouchun King ’s Mansion, he felt a little shocked, afraid that the door would suddenly open, and a yellow-haired girl with a silk mask and a large knife jumped out from inside. One channel: "Yeah, you fat Great General, just marry this girl to Tubo!"

Fortunately, the gates of Shouchun Wangfu's gate were tightly closed, and his horse passed by the gate of Shouchun Wangfu's gate. M

In front of Yangfu ’s gate, family members are hanging up and hanging red lanterns on the lampposts. It is about to celebrate the New Year. The lanterns in front of the gate are being replaced by two strings of red lights, a string of nine red lights, hanging Get together and be happy.

Mo Xuanfei climbed up the ladder and was hanging a lantern on the head. Yang Fan turned and dismounted, stomping his boots on the snow, and was about to step through the door. Mo Xuanfei stood on the ladder and saw him, shouting with a loud voice: "Alang is back!"

Yang Fan "huh", Mo Xuanfei said: "Alang, there is a girl looking for you today."

Yang Fan was a little surprised. He stood still and looked up and asked, "What girl?"

Mo Xuanfei hung the lantern, climbed down the smoke, scratched his head and said to Yang Fan: "The girl calls herself Li Shiniang, looks like a lady from a big family, and she is accompanied by a light car. Accompanied by servants, it was the first visitor who visited our house, and the young ones didn't know it. "

"Li Shiniang? Haven't heard of it ..."

Yang Fan frowned and thought, there was no such person in his impression. Yang Fan did n’t know that Li Chiying ranked tenth among Xiang Wang ’s daughters, and the sisters usually called her Shi Niang, Yang Fan could n’t think about it for a moment. As a result, he asked: "Why did that girl go to the door, and she is now?"

Mo Xuanfei said: "The girl came to the door at noon. As soon as she heard that Alang was not there, she turned away and left to ask her something else. The little girl was about ten years old. Well, it ’s really strange. I do n’t know what this little miss has to do with Alang.

Yang Fan heard a "chuck" in my heart, the lady of the big family at the age of ten, you still need to ask, it must be the one who is in the prime minister's palace. Are you going to Miyagi? Yang Fan felt terrified, and quickly commanded: "You remember, if this girl comes again, no matter whether I am here or not, tell her I am not there."

"Oh!"

Mo Xuanfei promised, and scratched his head inexplicably. Suddenly remembered another thing, he was busy and said: "Yes, Alang. There is another guest at the door today."

Yang Fan glanced back at him and said, "Do you have to talk to me? Who else is coming?"

Mo Xuanfei said authentically: "That man ... seems to be a foreign monk."

"Foreign monk?"

Yang Fan is even more puzzled. In recent years, he has no monks in his contacts, let alone foreign monks. Mo Xuanfei said: "The monk heard that Alang was not in the house, and he left without even entering the door. He left a greeting to Alang, and now he put it in the porter. Alang will wait, and the younger one will get it.

Mo Xuanfei hurriedly ran into the porter, and soon took out a sticker. Yang Fan opened the sticker under the door, and after reading it, an extremely strange expression slowly appeared on his face. He hurriedly put the sticker Sleeve up, turn around and walk out, saying, "I'm going out."

Mo Xuanfei chased behind and shouted: "Alang · The weather is gloomy, I'm afraid it's going to snow again, Alang still bring a clothes, this day is already too late, or go to the guests tomorrow? ··· "

Yang Fan waved his hand behind him and said, "You tell the eldest lady that you have something tonight, don't come back to sleep."

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Tianyu ’s bleak sunset reflected a towering spire in the temple ’s majestic mountain gate and temple wall, pointing directly at the sky.

When Yang Fan arrived, the cloudy sky was clear, and Yang Fan stepped into the Zen temple on a late clear sunset.

The pink wall deva and the bamboo pine are covered with a layer of white snow, the small bridge is tortuous, the river under the bridge has been frozen, and the ice is covered with a layer of white snow, and a few remnants stand solitary on the snow Above, there is a rockery not far away in the wind, white snow, moss, blue stone, sparse vine stems, sifting a dappled light and shadow, like the same ink scroll.

This is the Dayun Temple. In the past, the top ten monks of Luoyang created the "Day Cloud Sutra" under the auspices of Xue Huaiyi. It falsely stated that the scripture contains "Tian Nu Bodhisattva as a female", referring to the current Empress Dowager. Wu Zetian immediately ordered each state capital to build a Dayun Temple with a built-in Tibetan pavilion and a part of the Dayun Temple, which was built in Chang'an at that time.

When Yang Fan walked in the Zen court, the twilight was vast and the temple was very quiet.

Just two days before the eighth Japanese embassy was dispatched to Chang'an, this time the emissaries used Masuda Ada as the embassy of the emperor Tang, Sakahebe was divided into ambassadors, and the magistrate Eiji was deputy envoy. The entourage was mostly monks, so they lived in Dayun Temple.

Daiyun Temple was built as a congregation for the collection of "Dayun Jing". Most areas of the temple are not open to the public, so it is very quiet and quiet. After becoming the residence of the Tang Dynasty envoy in Japan, it is even quieter. One pilgrim was missing.

Yang Fan walked on the small bridge, and saw a monk wearing a Japanese monk's clothing standing on the opposite bridgehead, wearing bamboo hats, wearing mans shoes, holding his hands together, and waiting in peace. Yang Fan stopped suddenly, stood still for a moment, and suddenly accelerated his pace to rush over, and the black monk quickly greeted him, spread his arms, and showed an excited smile on his face.

"Seventeen!"

"Six Brothers!"

The two hugged tightly together. After a while, Yang Fan let go of his arm, wiped the tears off his cheeks, and said cheerfully: "I did n’t expect that you and I will meet again here."

The black monk was the rogue monk Hongliu of the White Horse Temple in Luoyang in the past. Hongli grinned wide and laughed: "Who said no, I thought I would never return to the Central Plains in my life, see you again. It ’s not up to you. Hahaha, walk around, Master has been waiting for you for a long time. "

Hongliu pulled up Yang Fan and walked along the promenade along the blue-collared red pillars. At every other pillar along the way, two Dongying warriors stood quietly with their waists inserted. With a sharp Japanese knife, their left hand was pressed against the black and white burlap handle, and the back of the hand was red, but they stood still and meticulous.

Seeing Hong Liu's big steps, the samurai salute him, Hong Liuli ignores it. Just dragging Yang Fan forward, they came to a quiet room before reaching for the door. When I heard the movement, the barrier gate opened with a clatter, and the door was also a black monk, and it was Hongyi.

When Hongyi met Yang Fan, it was inevitable that there was another tight hug, and one of the people in the room laughed and scolded: "When do you plan to talk at the door, come in soon, and tell the family to see the seventeen!"

As soon as Hong released the Yang Fan, he saw a man sitting cross-legged on the couch, wearing a snow-white monk's clothes, showing his strong chest, smiling at Yang Fan, with tears hidden in his eyes, it was a long absence. Xue Huaiyi. Xue Huaiyi looks older than before, and his cheeks are thinner. The snow-white skin that once made him proud is now slightly black.

Yang Fan removed his shoes and walked quickly into the room. Xue Huaiyi stood up from the couch and greeted him with a laugh, giving Yang Fan a strong hug. The two embraced tightly for a while. Yang Fan only let go of Xue Huaiyi, and blamed with anxiety: "Master Xue, you should not go back to the Central Plains."

Xue Huaiyi said: "Which Master Xue is dead, there is no one else in the world! There is no Xue Huaiyi in this world! I now have my ancestor's surname, so I am called Feng Xiao! , I wo n’t see any old friends when I come back from this trip. "

Several people sat down on the couch. The house was empty on all four sides. The walls were painted with white snow. There were two tall paper holder melon-shaped lights on the ground, and bamboo leaves were painted on the paper. The wall blur film seems to be inside the bamboo shadow. There was a sunken stove on the ground flush with the ground, and the steam was hot.

Yang Fan said: "There was a letter from the South China Sea that Master was very unhappy to live in the South China Sea. After more than a year, he insisted on asking to go. Finally, he didn't say goodbye. No one knew where Master was. Today I suddenly saw the Japanese embassy's greetings, and saw the words "shave people for you, a few words, but I was shocked."

Xue Huaiyi haha ​​laughed and said: "If you don't do things that are shocking and vulgar, are you looking at me? Is that still the true nature of my Feng Xiaobao? Since you are here, don't leave tonight, let's have a good meal."

Xue Huaiyi said, "Papapa" three high-five, behind it looks like a wall, actually "wow" opened a barrier door, a beautiful young girl wearing a light blue large printed kimono, holding a Japanese style vertical , With the "Ewushi" and three "Chai zi", walked in Nana.

A big bow was tied to her kimono, making the small waist in a plain kimono slightly lively. A pair of snow-white cotton socks showed up under the kimono and walked in small steps. In front of Yang Fan, kneel down and put down a Zhuqi food tray.

There are several small dishes and a small jar of wine in the lacquer plate. The girl ’s eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and the eyes are as pure as glass. She smiles shyly at Yang Fan, and then pours wine for them. The pure white cuffs with bright yellow piping show white wrists, and the posture is extremely elegant.

Yang Fan did n’t expect that there was a Dongying girl in this temple, who could n’t help but show a look of consternation. When the girl was pouring wine for Hongyi and Hongliu, both of them took the wine glasses respectfully and said “Thank you very much, Madam” Yang Fan couldn't close his mouth when he heard it.

Xue Huaiyi could n’t help laughing when he saw him like this: “Seventeen, Sajia introduced to you, her name is Ruoxiang, it ’s my woman!”

Xue Huaiyi scratched his bald head, complacent: "Hey! This has the ability, it can be mixed up everywhere. Uh ... Oh, yes, I have to explain, this time, I Feng Xiaobao It's not because of a woman, but because of one's own ability that one can have today's scenery. "

The girl smiled at Yang Fan, raised her knees, and whispered slowly: "Please use it slowly!" After picking up the empty plate, she slowly retreated and walked back in a moment, purging in the corner pot When he got his hand, he brought an guqin, sat cross-legged, and gently dialed with his hands. The sound of Dingdong Miao like a light spring in the mountain stream flowed out.

Yang Fan secretly stated that his master Zhang Bao said in a letter that when Xue Huaiyi left from the South China Sea, he only brought Hongyi and Hongyi two people without money, but he did n’t know how he came to Japan . Yang Fan raised his curiosity and toasted to celebrate: "Congratulations on Master's return to the world, and he has married such a gentle and virtuous teacher."

Hongliu smiled and said: "Seventeen, you are wrong. Our master did not return to secularism. Not only did the master not return to secularity, he also established a primitive religion in the area around Kyoto in the Fusang Kingdom. As a pope, it is very majestic.

The fake monk Xue Huaiyi can also create his own school and become a pope?

Yang Fan hardly believes his own ears. Hongyi and Hongli only spoke me carefully, and Yang Fan only understood clearly.

It turns out that there are many denominations of Japanese monks who can eat meat to form a family. Many monasteries are heirlooms. Fathers and sons, sons and grandchildren, inherited from generation to generation, took this temple as a family business. The amazing monastery not only has its own armed forces, it owns a lot of land without tax, it has a large number of believers, and it can even cede one side and interfere in Da Ming's government affairs.

The samurai under the porch just now are private soldiers of Xue Huaiyi. In fact, not only some denominations of the Japanese Zen sect can marry, but also some disciplined sects. Their monks and women have private secrets. It is "sometimes there are rivers, seas, and mountains, worldly renown fame and fortune, night and night mandarin duck quilts, and whispering whispers."

Xue Huaiyi is self-reliant and self-reliant. The rules are naturally up to him. He can't help but be a woman of wine and flesh. What he pays attention to is that the wine and meat pass through the intestines. The doctrine is similar to the "Epiphany" of the six ancestors Hui Neng, but it is only similar.

At that time, there were many Japanese noblemen and people who believed in Buddhism, but there were very few great monks who were really good at Buddhism. Xue Huaiyi used the half-hanging Buddhism that he heard when he was in Baima Temple, and it was actually opened in Dongying. This situation has created a great foundation.

Hongliu said nothing, proudly said: "Seventeen, you can't imagine Master's majesty in Dongying today. Not only do all the great names respect the Master, but the King of Japan is also a guest of honor to our Master!"

Hongyi added: "Master took my brother and two from the South China Sea to Japan and hit this family business with bare hands."

Xue Huaiyi scratched his bald head and tried to show a humble look, but his wide-mouthed grin was inexplicable. Yang Fan smiled and said: "I didn't expect it, I did not expect it! Ha ha, Master, you are drunk and meditating now. You are so envious of this kind of pastime."

The hibiscus girl of play the zither listened, gently biting Fengze ’s red lips, and there was a touching smile on his face. His bright eyes quickly swept to Yang Fan, and he glanced at Xue Huaiyi charmingly, his fingers pointed and dialed. There was a glissando, Yin Zhuo's footnote, showing the girl's feelings of shame.

Xue Huaiyi laughed and said with a big smile: "If you envy, you can go to the east as a teacher, and still allow you to be a seat for the teacher. With your ability, we can join hands with the master and the disciples to learn how to support the mulberry and learn from Qiong Beard. The guests are generally independent and happy, but is it better to be marinated by the old woman here. "

Yang Fan blinked and asked alertly: "Does Master still hate her now?"

Xue Huaiyi shook her head and smiled. ~ IndoMTL.com ~ replied indifferently: "Do you think I came here this time to retaliate? Ha ha, she won't be able to treat one woman sincerely in her life. In fact, I have already gotten retribution. My fault, I know, why should I retaliate against her?

Xue Huaiyi looked at Ruoxiang of play the zither with tender eyes, and said: “With that effort, it ’s better to cherish the before one's eyes people. If I go from Nanhai to Fusang, it ’s worthless. When you're down, you will know who really loves you and who really treats you as a friend. It doesn't have to be affectionate for a long time, but you can definitely see people! "

Xue Huaiyi raised his glass and said to Yang Fan: "In the past, Yu Sajia has exhausted everything except you. Seventeen, I came here this time just to come back and see, not to come back, I ca n’t let go of this heart. Luoyang, I ’ve been to Baima Temple, and I ’ve walked around, and now I come to Chang’an because of you here. If possible, you can go away like me, this temple Above ... It's really pickled! "

Yang Fan lifted the cup and said with deep emotion: "This should be put down, Master Xue has already put it down, and only then can I be happy today. But there are many people and many things that the disciple can't put down! Maybe one day, I I will also go away like Xue Xue, but not now. When I can put down everything in the future, I will travel around the world. At that time, I will bring my family and go to Fusang to see you! "

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