Journey to the West: I am entertaining in Datang

Later, he even sneaked out, and when he arrived in Xiangyang, he wrote letters to comfort his mother and wife.

They knew it was too late and had to let him go.

It was the first time for Zhao Kuangyin to travel far away, and he didn't know the way. He planned to follow his father westward, but he took the wrong road and went south.

After he found out, he simply made the mistake and went all the way to the dark.

But I didn't have much money on my body, and when I arrived in Xiangyang, I was already penniless.

Seeing the end of the day and a desperate situation, he had no choice but to stay in a nearby temple.

After traveling to the west, Buddhism lost its power and prestige greatly.

In particular, Tang monks and apprentices arrived at Lingshan, but they did not learn from the scriptures. Instead, they left a sentence "I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me", and left.

This has completely discredited Buddhism.

Later, the six sages were promoted to sages of heaven, but they did not receive Bodhi.

That is to say, Buddhism has no top-level power.

After Journey to the West became independent, Qin Hao and the sages made a rule that the gods could not interfere with Blue Star's affairs.

However, there are still beliefs in Blue Star, and Buddhism and Taoism still have incense.

No, Zhao Kuangyin, who was penniless, lodged in a temple.

The monks were very snobbish. Seeing that he had little luggage and ragged clothes, they thought he was a down-and-out poor man, so they looked at him coldly and yelled to drive him away.

Zhao Kuangyin had no choice but to beg, hoping to stay overnight.

But no matter what Zhao Kuangyin said, those monks just refused to agree.

Zhao Kuangyin was furious immediately, and couldn't help cursing: "You bald donkeys, you really don't show mercy, don't make me angry, or I will make you look good!"

A monk laughed and said: "Which onion do you think you are? I promise you anything I want. I just won't let you stay today, what can you do?"

Before he finished speaking, the monk was kicked by Zhao Kuangyin on the thigh and fell to the ground.

Seeing the situation, another monk yelled at Zhao Kuangyin: "Bold madman, take a punch from me!"

It was too late, but soon, the monk raised his fist and slammed Zhao Kuangyin's chest.

Zhao Kuangyin did not panic, stretched out his right hand to catch his fist, shouted loudly, and pushed the man a few feet away.

The young monks next to him were so frightened that they left in a hurry.

After a while, an old monk came out of the temple. Zhao Kuangyin saw that he was very different from the two monks he had just seen, so he calmed down his anger and respected him.

Zhao Kuangyin thought he was extraordinary, so he saluted him.

The old monk hastily returned the salute, and said: "This little disciple is ignorant and offended the nobleman, don't be offended!"

Zhao Kuangyin said: "I really don't dare to take the word 'noble man'. I was going to join the army to join the war, but when I passed by your place, I had no place to stay, so I borrowed Baosha to stay for one night. The swear words hurt people, so there was a conflict, and I ask the eminent monk to forgive me!"

"It is preordained to be the emperor, so why be too modest?" the old monk said with a smile.

After Zhao Kuangyin heard this, he didn't know what it meant, so he asked who the checker was.

The old monk said with a smile: "You will naturally understand in the future, but it is inconvenient to say now."

Then he scolded several monks: "You mortal eyes, how could you recognize the nobleman? Hurry up and tidy up the guest room and prepare for the distinguished guests to rest."

The two monks had no choice but to obediently obey their orders.

The old monk asked about Zhao Kuangyin's luggage, and Zhao Kuangyin said, "There are only quiver and bow bag, nothing else."

The old monk asked two young apprentices to take the luggage to the guest room, and then invited Zhao Kuangyin to drink tea in the lobby.

When Zhao Kuangyin arrived at the lobby, the old monk ordered the little novice to offer tea.

Zhao Kuangyin asked his name, and the old monk replied: "I became a monk since I was a child, and now I am almost a hundred years old. I have long forgotten my last name."

Zhao Kuangyin was not reconciled, and continued to ask: "Then there must be a dharma name?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "I often call myself Kongkong, so others always call me Monk Kongkong."

"The master is a hundred years old, so the Taoism must be profound. The disciples are ignorant and don't know the future. I hope the master can give me some advice!"

Zhao Kuangyin cupped his hands and said.

The old monk Nian Xu replied: "Don't dare! Don't dare! The heavenly secret has already appeared in Jiamaying, Xianghaier is absolutely extraordinary, your future blessings are not shallow!"

Zhao Kuangyin became more and more puzzled when he heard this, and couldn't help but stand up and kowtow.

The old monk hurriedly avoided, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, you are really pissing me off."

Zhao Kuangyin said sincerely: "Since the master already knows the past, he must be able to predict the future. Although the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, but now that the disciple is at such a low point, which direction should he go to realize his ambition? I hope the master can give me some guidance."

"Go further north, and you will encounter Qi Yu."

Seeing Zhao Kuangyin's silence, the old monk guessed his concerns, and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of trouble, I'll leave it to the old monk, don't worry, my lord."

"Why do you have the nerve to let the master spend money?" Zhao Kuangyin was a little ashamed.

The old monk hurriedly said: "It's also my job to make some good friends. I'll spend the night in our monastery tonight and leave tomorrow morning, so as not to miss the opportunity."

Then he instructed the little novice monk: "You guide this distinguished guest to the guest room to rest, don't be negligent!"

The little novice took orders, and the old monk sent Zhao Kuangyin out of the hall, said goodbye, and left.

Zhao Kuangyin, who walked out of the lobby, frowned and pondered: "This old monk's words are so strange, and he is playing tricks everywhere. What is the hidden meaning?"

(To be continued)

Chapter 1389 Buddha Confession

Zhao Kuangyin, who walked out of the lobby, frowned and pondered: "This old monk's words are so strange, and he is playing tricks everywhere. What is the hidden meaning?"

When Zhao Kuangyin arrived at the guest room, he saw that the bed and bedding were neat and tidy, the windows were bright and clean, and there was a faint fragrance.

After a while, the little monk brought dinner, which was full of fresh wild fruits and vegetables, crisp and delicious.

Zhao Kuangyin happened to be very hungry, so he gobbled it up and didn't stop until he was full.

After the food leftovers were removed, Zhao Kuangyin felt very sleepy, and fell asleep on the bed.

In his sleep, he only felt that there were two rays of light in the sky, which suddenly fell down, one golden and one red.

He wanted to open his eyes in surprise, but he couldn't open them.

Two childish laughter came, laughing and laughing, as if they were right next to his ears, but also seemed to be far away.

"Is this the first emperor of the new world?"

"It seems that Zhao Kuangyin was in our mother's womb, and I heard her talking about it every day."

"However, it seems that he is very confused now. Why don't we help him?"

These two voices chatted happily for a long time, and then disappeared.

Zhao Kuangyin just woke up, and it was already high in the sun, so Zhao Kuangyin hurriedly put on his clothes and got up.

At this time, two young monks who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came in with wash water and breakfast.

After Zhao Kuangyin finished his meal, he went out. The old monk had been waiting in the lobby for a long time. The two met each other, bowed to each other, and chatted for a while.

Zhao Kuangyin wanted to leave early, so he got up and left.

The old monk stopped him and said, "Wait a minute! The old monk has already prepared a few glasses of beer wine, and I will treat it as a farewell party for you. It's not too late to leave after lunch. Why be so flustered?" Zhao Kuangyin had to sit down again and talk to the old monk about the current situation , and asked when the world will restore peace.The old monk twisted his beard and said: "As long as the Central Plains are unified, the world will be peaceful, and it won't be long."

Zhao Kuangyin hurriedly asked: "Has the saint been born?"

The saint he was talking about was not a very powerful saint from Journey to the West.

They are sages like Confucius and Mencius.

After hundreds of years of transformation, the world at this time is mostly mortals.

So, many people want to become saints.

"It's far away in the sky, and it's close in front of you, but you must remember that you must refrain from killing and live well in order to unify the Central Plains."

The old monk said earnestly.

Zhao Kuangyin's ability to get the throne has a lot to do with the following sentence.

"Naturally." Zhao Kuangyin nodded in agreement.

The two chatted vigorously, and before they knew it, it was noon, and the little novice had prepared a fast meal and warmed up a pot of good wine.

The old monk asked Zhao Kuangyin to take the seat, but Zhao Kuangyin gave way: "I am so grateful for the wrong love from Master, how dare I take the position of honored guest?"

The old monk smiled and said: "Okay! Okay! Now that the dragon is out of water and hiding his power to bide his time, the old monk has to sit in the main seat. The honored guest is not out of courtesy, but the old monk is rude."

After speaking, each sat down.

The old monk poured a glass of wine for Zhao Kuangyin, and he just drank tea to accompany him, explaining: "I have been abstinent from alcohol and a vegetarian for decades, so I can only use tea instead of wine. Please don't be offended!" Zhao Kuangyin thanked the old monk again and again.

After drinking and eating, the old monk asked his apprentice to fetch twelve taels of silver and give it to Zhao Kuangyin.

Seeing Zhao Kuangyin's repeated refusals, the old monk said: "You are welcome! You are welcome! This is also a gift from a kind benefactor to our temple. I just borrow flowers to present Buddha. You go all the way north, and you will have a place to stay in just a few days. Although there are few entanglements, but Enough."

Zhao Kuangyin had no choice but to accept his thanks.

The old monk said again: "I still have a few words to send to the nobleman."

Zhao Kuangyin made a bow and said, "You should listen carefully."

The old monk said: "Please remember the sixteen words 'When you meet Guo Naian, you will start to appear in the Zhou Dynasty, and the light will be reappeared in two days, and the nangmu will be prophesied'."

Zhao Kuangyin was at a loss, but he didn't want to ask more questions, so he could only say that he had learned the lesson.

Zhao Kuangyin took the quiver and bow bag from the monk's hand, got up to say goodbye, and agreed to the old monk: "If this trip comes true, I will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the master! Since the master can predict the future, when will we Can we meet again?"

"When the world is peaceful, you and I will naturally meet again!"

The old monk said meaningfully.

The old monk sent Zhao Kuangyin to the gate of the temple, said "the future is precious", then turned and went back.

Zhao Kuangyin followed the old monk's instructions and headed north all the way. The scenery along the way was pleasant, but he didn't feel lonely.

Zhao Kuangyin crossed the Han River and went up the river. He saw mountains in front of him, and the terrain was very steep. Behind the mountains, there was a big camp stationed vaguely, and a big flag fluttered in the wind.

Zhao Kuangyin walked towards the camp for tens of meters, and only then did he recognize the word "Guo" written on it, which immediately touched his memory, thinking: "The old monk said 'meeting Guo Naian', could it be here?"

He didn't care about 21, he tried to talk, and headed towards the camp.

After Zhao Kuangyin walked out for a long time, the old monk was still behind him, watching him blankly.

On the side, the little novice asked strangely: "Master, why do you treat this person so politely and take care of him with food and drink?"

The old monk looked back at the little novice, and pondered: "Why? Of course it is because the Buddha has explained."

Buddha?

The little monk was only a teenager and never knew who the Buddha was.

Hearing unfamiliar words at this moment, and Master seemed to respect him very much, he was suddenly confused.

"Where is the Buddha? What did the Buddha say?"

"Buddha, he is in a place that none of us can go to. Of course he explained that Zhao Kuangyin cannot be made emperor."

The old monk's face no longer had the benevolent smile just now, but was replaced by a vicious and indifferent smile.

"Don't let him be the emperor? Then the master has been giving him hints and directions just now, so he is obviously letting him be the emperor?"

"Hmph! That's just to let him get into the trap earlier!"

Little novice monk: "..."

Zhao Kuangyin listened to the old monk's words and defected to Guo Wei's camp.

With his outstanding talent and extraordinary martial arts, he was reused and was soon transferred to the Ma Zhijun of Kaifeng Prefecture.

On the one hand, he led his brothers to practice their skills hard, on the other hand, he also improved his military ability.

As his prestige and status grew, he became more and more grateful to that old monk.

If it wasn't for him, I really wouldn't be who I am now.

However, what he didn't know was that this old monk, after sending him away, contacted soldiers and horses everywhere, lobbying the leaders, hoping to set a trap for Zhao Kuangyin to die.