Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 308: Mr.’s Mr., Mr.’s student

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Heavy snow flies outside the window.

Huang Jin held the book in his hand, looked out the window and smiled and asked, "Does Zen come to the palace to comprehend Zen?"

Zhanzi was not surprised, but said plainly: "You need to see enough to participate in Zen. You have to see the green mountains and the green water, and you have the green water Zen. If you look at it a lot, you can understand Zen. That's too much."

Huang Jin smiled bitterly and said: "Huang Jin's high-level theory is really hard to understand."

Chanzi smiled, and did not go any further, but just changed the subject and asked: "The Academy is the first Academy under Confucianism. There are so many practices in this library that you can hardly imagine. Why do you Living here, I have never had the slightest thoughts, it is really wantless? The way of longevity should be temptation for every monk, and being able to become a cloud saint can be admired by the world."

Huang Jin said calmly: "Knowing that I can't make it, I don't want to do it. It looks a little bit afraid of difficulties."

Zhanzi smiled slightly, but chanted the Buddha's name with his hands folded.

Huang Jin looked at Zenzi and simply took a step forward, exclaiming: "If it weren't for no chance, Huang Jin would actually like to visit the Buddha country."

The monks in the mountains and rivers like to call the land of Buddha, but in fact, there are many records in the book that that area is actually a Buddha country.

Zhanzi smiled again, "When the little monk sets off to return to the Buddhaland, if you like, you can follow me to Lingshan as a guest. It's just that the scriptures on the mountain are mostly Sanskrit, which is not easy to read."

The content of Buddhist scriptures is mostly obscure, and it is difficult to keep the true meaning after translation. Unless there is a powerful monk, a person with profound Dharma, who personally annotates it, or even if it is translated, it is difficult to understand.

Huang Jin shook his head and laughed softly: "In another ten years, after reading the books in the library, Huang Jin will go down the mountain."

Zhanzi is extremely intelligent. After staying in the academy for two years, he has vaguely guessed that Huang Jin thought that going down the mountain is entering the world, but it is not known whether this world is that Zhou Dynasty or Yanling.

Huang Jin didn't continue to speak, the road is ahead, and before he goes up, it is arrogant to say any more.

Zhanzi whispered: "Everyone wants something. Since you don't want this avenue of practice, you walk on other roads. If you go far enough, it will naturally be an excellent result."

Huang Jin sighed, "No matter how far you go, others will think you are inferior to others."

Zhanzi naturally knew that he was talking about the difference between the mountain and the mountain.

In Buddhism, in fact, ordinary people and monks like them have a harmonious relationship. There has never been a scene of oppression on the mountain. In Lingshan, there are actually many believers who occasionally see it. His two teachers are in the temple. Sweep the floor and participate in Zen.

The two teachers are two saints.

The sage of mountains and rivers sits high in the clouds, and the sword fairy travels through the world, and it is not easy to see it once.

But Buddha's land is much easier.

No matter how intimate, the mountain and the mountain are always two worlds.

There is a gulf in this, and that is the avenue of practice.

The monk's realm is too high, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, even if there are millions of troops, they can't stop them.

That's why there is a difference between the mountain and the mountain.

Even though there are so many monks in the secular dynasty, the real masters in this world are always those saints. The saints can't come out. It is the kind of people who can speak for themselves.

"Shanhe is never an ordinary person."

Zhanzi thought that monks weren't ordinary people.

Under the absolute strength, no matter what conspiracy or scheme is, it seems so weak.

Huang Jin closed the book and said earnestly: "Even if all the monks don't care about human affairs, the people under the mountain are still jealous."

Zhanzi nodded, "Fear and greed, fear of being strong, even if you give up a step, you will always be dissatisfied."

Huang Jin asked doubtfully: "So the world is not worth it?"

Zhanzi frowned rarely, "I don't know who said these things, but the little monk always feels wrong, how is the world not worth it? No matter how bad the world is, there will be shining points."

Huang Jin laughed and said no more.

Whether it’s a leaf blind or a glimpse to see the whole leopard, they all have their own opinions.

The world that everyone sees the same is not so good.

Suddenly Chanzi said, "Zhangjiao is a good person."

Huang Jin was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Yes."

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Young Song Pei did not go to Zangshu Pavilion to talk to Huang Jin today because Gu Yuan gave him a sage book yesterday, so he has to recite it today.

Song Pei sat in front of the window, staring at the heavy snow outside.

He put the book on the table at will.

There is a stove in the room, and there is charcoal in the stove. They are all good things.

He is the only student to teach, and he is naturally treated very well.

Actually, after Song Pei went up the mountain, no matter whether he really liked Song Pei or fake Song Pei, no one on the mountain treated him. After all, he was in charge of the school for so many years, and only one student was accepted. .

You can see how precious it is.

If it weren’t for the students who didn’t have a head teacher in the Academy, they would definitely be the next head teacher. I’m afraid Song Pei would have been regarded as the head teacher in the future. There will be more people who favor him than now. less.

In this matter, how much difference is there actually between the mountain and the mountain?

A lot of thoughts.

Song Pei rubbed his head, really feeling boring.

For this academic palace, Song Pei has lived for two years, but he knows a lot. He knows that the entire Yanling must listen to the voice of the academic palace, and he knows that his husband is the head teacher of the academic palace, which is the world. The most learned scholar.

He is also one of the most fighting scholars in the world.

Song Pei is not very confused about the claim that her husband is the most knowledgeable in the world, but Song Pei has always been puzzled about the claim that her husband is one of the most powerful fights.

Just like Mr., you can't help but feel weak when you look at it on weekdays. Can you fight?

Song Pei sighed, now his husband is not there, even if he wants to ask, there is no way.

Listen to the heavy snow for a long time, Song Pei suddenly wanted to see the Xuewentan.

The previous husband always said that the place is very good, and Song Pei did have this idea after he went up the mountain, but later I heard that there are many old masters studying there, so I didn't dare to bother on weekdays.

Just now, the old masters shouldn't be there in the heavy snow season, right?

Just do it if you think about it, Song Pei smiled, found an oil paper umbrella in the house, pushed out the door, and trot all the way.

Along the way, many academy students stopped and looked at Song Pei's servants.

This young man is now the young student who deserves the most attention on the mountain, excluding Gu Yuan.

There are even a few older students who smiled and reminded Song Pei to be slow.

It’s hard to say whether it’s sincere or not.

After all, the human heart is separated from the belly, and it is difficult to see.

Song Pei trot all the way, leaving traces of different shades on the road leading to the Lake of Learning.

The sky is cold and the ground is freezing. Song Pei felt that he couldn't stand it after only a short half-distance. He wondered what the situation would be if he could see the Scholarship Pool and the Master’s research knowledge. I was afraid that this would really be buried in the sages. The scholar in the book, right?

Song Pei smiled and took it for granted that there were still no scholars in this academy who were really immersed in learning, and where to find such real scholars that day.

It's just that the more you go forward, the heavier the wind and snow, and an oil-paper umbrella may not be able to stop the wind and snow.

Song Pei took a breath, walked in the snow in different shades, and quickly became exhausted.

Looking into the distance, there is a simple hut in the distance.

In the wind and snow, the world is independent.

When Song Pei approached, he found a little light in the hut. Thinking of the cold weather, he wanted to stay for a while, so he received the umbrella and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

An impatient voice came from inside the hut, "Which **** kid is it?"

His voice is old, I think I'm getting older.

Song Pei whispered: "Student Song Pei, I want to take advantage of the old master's hut to avoid the wind and snow."

"Song Pei? Whose student, so ignorant of the rules, dare to come here?"

The voice of the person inside is still impatient and doubtless.

Song Pei said sternly: "The student is Mr. Su Yesu's student."

Su Ye’s students wanted to get courtesy no matter where they were in the academy, but in front of this thatched hut, Song Pei did not receive the courtesy he should have. The room was silent for a long time before he heard footsteps. After a short while, the door was opened.

An old man with gray hair and short stature opened the door and stood in the room looking at Song Pei.

Song Pei looked at the old man's messy hair, thinking about which old master this is. The elders in the academy are all meticulous in appearance. Where can there be such a scene?

The old man stood at the door and asked again: "You are Su Ye's student, when did you worship?"

Song Pei thought that his husband didn't say these things and couldn't say anything. After thinking for a while, he told the old man about the process of acquaintance, and finally said: "Mr. has not returned yet."

The old man frowned. This old guy who hadn't seen outsiders for decades finally nodded and said, "Kneel down."

Song Pei was a little angry for no reason. He saw so many elders in the academy, but no one treated him like this. Most of them spoke good words, no matter how bad they were, they wouldn’t say bad words at each other, but this one, Ask him to kneel as soon as they meet.

What's the reason?

The old man said displeased: "Do you want to kneel when you see your husband?"

Song Pei thought that he had met her husband. Although he wanted to salute, he never told me to kneel...

The old man was a little unhappy and waved his hand to interrupt Song Pei’s thoughts. He rubbed his cheeks and frowned and said: "When Su Ye sees the old man, he must call the old man, Mr., the old man asked him to kneel, and he can only kneel , You bastard, is it possible that you are more powerful than Su Ye? No matter how powerful you are, you have to kneel when you see the old man."

Song Pei was anxious and blurted out, "Old gentleman, what are you, why should my husband call your husband?"

The old man patted his forehead, stretched out his hand to grab Song Pei's ear, and snorted coldly: "What is the old man, let you take a closer look."

While speaking, the old man dragged Song Pei directly into the hut.

Then slammed the door shut.

In this world, the person who can let the master of the school, Su Ye, call out Mr., even the cloud saint is not qualified, isn't it just the old man in this hut?

I want to tell you what great things this old man did.

It seems to be okay, it's just a curse war with the already sanctified Confucian saint.