Tang Seng took me to play time travel [Journey to the West]

In the Imperial Palace of Chang'an City, in the imperial study of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin spread out the yellow scroll on the desk, and Wei Zheng, Minister Zuo, polished it with his own hands.

Li Shimin dipped in thick ink, swiped his brush, and started to write like a dragon and a phoenix.

Wei Zheng, a well-known official through the ages, is full of talent and has a deep chest. Even the rigorous first-rank official uniform can't hide his strong bookishness.

At this time, his brows were furrowed, his face was worried, and he said: "Your Majesty, I still feel that it is inappropriate to go west to learn scriptures."

"Oh, why did you say that?" Li Shimin continued writing without raising his head.

Wei Zhengdao: "Let's talk about Chen Xuanzang first, he is a frail monk who can only recite scriptures and books. He is going to the west, thousands of miles away, and the mountains and mountains are dangerous. Not to mention getting the scriptures, there is a big problem with his life."

Li Shimin waved his hands non-stop, and said: "Xuan Cheng, you are worrying too much. Since I was a soldier, I have fought countless bloody battles to take down the Tang Dynasty. I have almost died. Now I am still sitting on the dragon chair. The world is peaceful and the people live and work in peace and contentment. The eight parties bowed their heads and professed their ministers? Now Chen Xuanzang is only going to the west to get a scripture, so what is so difficult? Even if it is thousands of miles away, it is a trivial matter."

Wei Zheng was silent for a moment, and said: "How can he be compared with His Majesty? However, I think he is indeed not short-lived, but..."

Li Shimin interrupted and said: "As long as he can obtain the scriptures, after he returns safely, I will treat him with national courtesy, persuade him to return to vulgarity, and give him the post of prime minister. You and he will be my right-hand men to help me govern the world and protect the world. I am a prosperous Tang Wannian foundation."

Wei Zhengdao: "Your Majesty, I'm just worried that Buddhism is flourishing. Everyone advocates becoming a monk and chant scriptures. They don't think about making progress and don't care about production. It may not be the blessing of our Tang Dynasty."

"I have made up my mind, so I don't need to say more." Li Shimin stopped writing, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "Xuan Cheng, can you see if there is anything wrong with the wording of my customs clearance document?"

Wei Zheng leaned over and stared, only to see the bright yellow scroll that read: "Emperor Li, the king of the Tang Dynasty in the East, ordered his younger brother, the holy monk Master Chen Xuanzang, to go to the Daleiyin Temple in the Sapoling Mountain of the Western Tianzhu Kingdom to worship the Tathagata. Sutra. My body was invaded by illness, and my soul wandered into the underworld. Fortunately, my yang number has grown, and I feel that the king of the underworld sent me back to life. It can save death and detachment. It is specially written by Master Xuanzang. He travels to thousands of mountains and asks for scriptures.

In the 13th year of Zhenguan [-] of the Tang Dynasty, it was written in front of the imperial court on autumn auspicious day. "

Li Shimin smiled and said, "How?"

Wei Zheng sighed inwardly, he is also a Taoist disciple, so how could Chen Xuanzang not know that Chen Xuanzang is Jin Chanzi, the direct disciple of Tathagata?

He was so worried, not because of the incompatibility between Buddhism and Taoism, but to repay Li Shimin's kindness in the past.

You must know that Wei Zheng was originally Li Jiancheng's military adviser. After Li Shimin ascended the throne, instead of killing him, he promoted him to be prime minister regardless of the previous suspicions. No one can compare his reliance on him.

Li Shimin laughed and said: "Xuancheng, you don't have to worry too much. Whether it is the Buddha Tathagata or the Jade Emperor in the sky, I am the supreme emperor in the world, no matter whether it is a ghost or a god, I am not afraid at all. As for the matter of learning the scriptures , I have my own reasons."

He, the emperor, personally killed his elder brother Li Jiancheng and his younger brother Li Yuanji during the Xuanwumen Incident. Afterwards, he also killed ten nephews and filled the two brothers' wives, namely his sister-in-law and younger siblings, into the harem. With decisive actions, cold heart, and poor personal morality, it is conceivable that such a person could be afraid of ghosts and gods.

Even so, in history, Li Shimin was also a wise king through the ages, and he did not conflict with his personal morality.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Wei Zheng responded with a bow, and immediately took out a paper copy of the customs clearance certificate, and handed it to the emperor after he finished copying it.

Li Shimin finally picked up the jade seal that had been prepared a long time ago, and pressed down heavily on the customs clearance document.

According to historical records, Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty went to Tianzhu privately under the charter of Yueyue, which means that he secretly went to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures without the emperor's consent.

So I have always wondered, if there is no customs clearance document written by Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty and the jade seal seal, how would he have passed through more than 100 countries?

The most amazing thing is that the customs clearance documents are covered with the seals of the monarchs of various countries. Tang Xuanzang returned to the Tang Dynasty 18 years later, but Li Shimin did not pursue his crime of deceiving the king. Appreciated, passed on as a good story, spread for thousands of years.

This inconsistent historical record is probably an eternal mystery.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Shimin called Xuanzang to the treasure hall, and personally handed him the certificate of customs clearance, a purple gold bowl, and a very handsome white horse, and then drove him and other officials to the outside of Chang'an.

Xuanzang was dressed in a red cassock, his face was like a bright moon, and he stood in the cold wind with a majestic appearance.

The king of Tang wore a white silk robe and a dark cloak. He looked like a dragon and a phoenix, and he was elegant and unrestrained. He held Xuanzang's hands, stared at him, and said affectionately: "My brother, are you going to the West Paradise? When will you be back?"

Xuanzang said: "Three years will be enough."

He boasted that Haikou was just like the angry youth nowadays, who didn't know the distance and hardships, and it took more than ten years to go there.

Hearing the words, Li Shimin ordered someone to pour a glass of wine, bent down and picked up a handful of dust on the ground, flicked it into the wine, raised his glass and said: "The days are long, the mountains are far away, and the road is far away. Yudi can drink this wine. Ning Lianben Don't love ten thousand taels of gold in another country."

Hearing this, Xuanzang's blood surged, he drank it in one gulp, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, if Xuanzang doesn't get the scriptures, he will not return them!"

He spoke impassionedly and passionately, full of confidence in the road to the west.

"Well, innocent child."

Taishang Laojun picked up the jasper teacup, blew away the curling heat of the cloud and mist tea in the cup, and said lightly.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Taibai Jinxing sat cross-legged across from him, asking in puzzlement.

A rhombus-shaped bronze mirror was placed in front of the two of them, and the frozen image on the bronze mirror was a close-up shot of Xuanzang.

It turns out that this mirror is the universe mirror that the Taishang Laojun spent hundreds of years refining thousands of years ago. It can observe everything in the world, of course, including any gods, Buddhas and ghosts in the three realms and five elements. It is unique in the world and very magical.

Of course, this universe mirror, Laojun usually does not use it easily, but this time he took it out for Xuanzang's study in the West.

Laojun heard Taibai's question, raised his eyebrows, and said: "The Tathagata and Guanyin have many tricks, and set up ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and this Tang Xuanzang will suffer."

Taibai was stunned, and said anxiously: "Oh no, no way! The reincarnated Jin Chanzi has no spells and no strength to restrain a chicken, what should I do?"

Laojun glared at him, dissatisfied: "Why are you so anxious? What does this matter have to do with us?"

Taibai lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother, Elder Jin Chan is a good person, I like him very much."

Laojun snorted and said, "When will you change your temper, a good old man? That Jin Chanzi is Tathagata's most beloved disciple, and he doesn't care. Is there any reason for you to worry about it?"

Taibai looked dazed, silent and stopped talking, as if there was a peach blossom forest in front of his eyes, the peach blossoms were burning brightly, a young man in white was sitting under the peach tree, his black hair was like clouds, playing the jade flute, the melodious and melodious sound of the flute set against the The peach petals falling like rain are like people in the painting.

Standing behind a peach tree, Taibai looked at the picturesque young man, he seemed infatuated, and couldn't bear to disturb him for a long time.

The young man noticed him, and suddenly turned his head. When he turned his head, even Kazuki's peach blossoms seemed to lose their color.

"I'm Jin Chanzi." The young man smiled slightly and said, "I've met the Immortal Taibai."

Legend has it that Jin Chanzi is Tathagata's most beloved disciple, leading him to practice, but he doesn't respect Buddhism, doesn't abide by the precepts, is rebellious and unruly, so in a rage, Tathagata threw him into reincarnation.

Since then, Taibai has remembered this young man until today.

"Why are you in a daze? Second brother, don't meddle in your own business."

Laojun frowned and warned.

Taibai didn't speak, he walked out of the Tushita palace unsteadily, attracted a cloud of auspiciousness, and left the lower realm.

It is said that Xuanzang rejected the two guards sent to him by the king of Tang, and traveled westward with his luggage alone, one person and one horse. Today he arrived at Hezhouwei, which is the border of mountains and rivers of the Tang Dynasty. He rested in Fuyuan Temple until midnight. I got up and hurried on my way.

At this time, it was late autumn, Xuanzang walked on the clear frost, facing the bright moon, walking hard on the rugged and weedy mountain road, and he was exhausted every hour.

He gritted his teeth, tightened his robe, rested on the spot for a while, and then led his horse forward again. Suddenly he heard the roar of tigers and wolves in the forest. He looked around and looked at the twilight forest. cold.

"Bah, bah..." Suddenly, the white horse hissed in surprise, and the man stood up.

Xuanzang was shocked, and desperately grabbed the rein, and shouted: "Horse, be at ease, be at ease!"

"It's only scared when it sees me." One said with a smile.

Xuanzang saw a man coming out of the woods in front of him. At this time, the mountain top was already glowing with morning light, and it was a young man with short hair that shone on the man's face.

The young man smiled like a spring breeze in March, as if driving away the gloom in the forest.

Xuanzang breathed a sigh of relief, put his palms together and said, "This benefactor, Tang Xuanzang, a poor monk, has a secular surname of Chen, so be polite."

"You're welcome, we're going on the same journey, and we just happen to be your companion." The young man's eyes fluttered, he looked at Xuanzang calmly, and said, "I'm Qu Zheng, you can call me Xiao Zheng, don't be a benefactor, I'm not used to it."

Xuanzang's heart moved when he heard the words, the tone of the young man named Qu Zheng was so familiar to him, as if the two had known each other a long time ago.

Qu Zheng smiled and said again: "You said your lay surname is Chen, can you tell me your real name?"

Xuanzang said: "Ming Yi, Chen Yi."

"Okay, Chen Yi," Qu Zheng smiled, rolled his eyes, and said in a good mood, "I'll call you Chen Yi from now on."

Xuanzang remained silent. No one had ever called him this name, including his father and mother. His master Faming called him Jiang Liuer, the world called him Master Xuanzang, and the king of Tang called him Yudi. People forget.

When he heard Qu Zheng call him that, he really didn't know what it was like, but it sounded so kind, as if Qu Zheng liked calling him that a long time ago.

"Let's go!" Qu Zheng took the rein in his hand and urged, "If you stay in a daze, you won't be able to cross this mountain today."

"Oh, oh..." Xuanzang came to his senses, and walked forward with Qu Zheng on the left and right.

In this way, the two supported each other and walked between the mountains with difficulty.