Ning Gu

At noon on the second day after Zhao Congshan left, Xie Wuling woke up from the drunken dream.

It took a long time before he opened his eyes, but there was a rare clarity in his eyes.He looked at the head of the curtain, and he didn't know how long he was in a daze.

The world is a big dream, I am used to the man listening to him talking non-stop for three months; I am used to the other peach blossom branches on the window lattice when I wake up at three poles in the sun; Leisurely holding the pages of the book he left in the courtyard, tasting the tea made for him by the little novice, and waiting for him to wake up; I am more used to refuting the man's full of knowledge, and discussing the Tao with him and watching the stars with what he heard until late at night.

"It's late at night, and the mountain road is not easy to walk. You sleep here, and I'll sleep with my brother."

"It's annoying."

……

"I don't want to go to sleep with senior brother today."

"You sleep, I sleep outside."

……

"Zhao Congshan, are you asleep?"

"No."

……

"Zhao Congshan."

"Ok?"

"Zhao Congshan?"

"Well, go to sleep."

Counting two and three months ahead, I can still vividly remember them.

They talked until late at night, and the sound of worms was heard outside the window, and the night wind was still carrying the spring chill.

At first Zhao Congshan would go down the mountain, he didn't live in the dormitory, because he didn't like the smell of incense in the temple, it might be because of his mother, of course, this was guessed by Xie Wuling.

Later when he went down the mountain late at night, Xie Wuling was afraid that the road would be difficult, besides, with his temperament, even in Yangzhou Lefang, he didn't think there was anything wrong with sharing the bed with those geisha girls, so naturally he stayed Zhao Congshan for a while. overnight.

One has two, and then three has four. They often discuss small topics, such as whether the warbler that disturbs people in spring should be chased away, and whether the ancient vines in the northwest will sprout new buds, and they talk until late at night.

If Xie Wuling is like this, it can be said that he is at a weak age and has a childlike heart; but Zhao Congshan is like this, Xie Wuling actually doesn't know how to make excuses for him, maybe the way down the mountain is too gloomy, and he doesn't want to go down the mountain, so he and himself are bored again Gossip till late at night.

Then the two slept together in the same bed and clothes, until the next day Ying'er, who was fighting for spring under the eaves, woke them up from their dreams, Zhao Congshan would get up and go to the window, beat Yinger away, and Xie Wuling Mostly he groaned, turned over and covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep.

But now that Zhao Congshan is gone, maybe this year, no one will defend Huang Yinger, who disturbs people's dreams, no one will believe that withered vines will sprout, no one will talk to him about these boring things, even the senior brother It's time to get rid of the vulgarity and go to find Master Miaofa, he can only have fun in this temple by himself.

"Let's just go, and I won't return the strings, just go."

Xie Wuling cursed, then lifted the curtain and got up.The peach blossoms outside the courtyard have withered, and the trees are full of new leaves, but something is changing.

What Xie Wuling didn't know was that his peaceful heart also left with the defeated Peach Blossom.

The bell at noon was rang by a novice who was ringing the bell on the mountainside.

The lingering sound was long, Xie Wuling wiped his face twice, he never grieved over parting, and now he shouldn't either.

He took the blue ribbon from the head of the bed and tied his hair up a little higher, looking more energetic.It's just that there is a little bit of joy in the peach blossom eyes.He got up and closed his outer shirt, then pushed the door to the hall where the scriptures were chanted, and went to find the master.

There is also a cup of tea with residual temperature on the table in the hall, curling up with smoke.However, there is no one else around except the abbot.Maybe he just sent away some benefactor.

"Master!"

"Going away from the mountain benefactor?" the abbot asked the novice who was serving tea to take away the tea bowl on the table, looked at the person approaching in front of him, and asked.

"Let's go." Xie Wuling said while clasping his palms like the junior brother serving tea.After the salute, the futon who walked up to the abbot knelt down and wanted to salute.

"That's good," the abbot raised his hand and stopped his movement of bending down, the movement that should have been rubbing his head turned into a shoulder pat, the abbot put his hand on his shoulder, and patted him once or twice, "You... ...What are your plans for today?"

"I have no plans." The piano is gone, and the book has no intention of reading, reciting scriptures and eating fast, the master also said that the six sense organs are not clean, in the end, he seems to have nothing to do.

"Then today, let's follow the teacher's side and meet someone." The abbot got up, bypassed him, and walked out the door.He also told the novice at the side: "Go to the Zen room to serve tea first, and then prepare two more cups, and someone will come to taste it later."

Hearing this, Xie Wuling got up and straightened his shirt, followed the abbot and came to the front of the mountain gate.

Xie Wuling and the abbot stood under the archway of the mountain gate for a while, and the mosquitoes swarmed around his head several times. He endured it for a long time, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked, "Master, who are you seeing?"

Who would have thought that the abbot glanced at him lightly, and said slowly: "I have practiced temper with those people for so long, and I will go back in these three months?"

Hearing this, Xie Wuling could only resentfully keep silent.But the abbot replied again: "It's the king and grandson." "And..." Before Xie Wuling complained about the second half of the sentence, he remembered the abbot's eyes just now, and kept silent again.

When one of Master's friends led him to the northwest, he often took him to taste wine in that orchid wine shop. It turned out that he didn't know what it meant. , reticent" truth, I gradually realized the truth later, in that kind of mixed world, you can always hear something that you can't hear when you don't.

Later, the abbot once asked him: "Can I get something from the trip to the northwest?"

He replied: "Learn a lot, know a lot, and talk a lot."

For this reason, the master gave him a blue book, which was the first scripture book that the master gave him that was not a Buddhist scripture, and it was called "Nanhua".

He was holding the book and his brows were beaming with joy, but the abbot said: "Read it within a month, if you don't know, ask Huixuan."

Of course, Huixuan would not have thought that he, a convert to Buddhism, would teach other Taoist scriptures to his juniors here.

The master and the apprentice stood in silence, standing under the archway, waiting for a carriage.

It wasn't until later that I saw the shadow of the carriage. The carriage slowly came to the mountain gate. In front of the carriage were two guards, riding tall horses. There were at least a dozen servants and servants behind the carriage.

The carriage gradually came to a stop, the guard in front of the carriage turned over and got off the horse, Zhu Cui, who was behind the carriage, stepped forward quickly, and called out by the window: "Master has arrived."

After a while, I heard a lazy voice from the carriage, which seemed to agree.A servant took a stepping stone from the back of the carriage and placed it under the frame of the carriage. The person in the carriage raised his hand to lift the curtain, but the servant hurriedly stretched out his hand to lift the curtain for him, and the servant helped him, and then slowly got out of the carriage.

The man stood in front of the carriage with his hands behind his back, looking up and down, as if he was looking at something or waiting for something.

The abbot and Xie Wuling stood under the archway of the mountain gate, looked at the man, but neither took a step.The two sides persisted, and finally the accompanying official came from nowhere, took a step for him, went to the gate of the mountain, put his hands together, and asked a salute: "Abbot."

Xie Wuling answered for his master: "Yes." The abbot also nodded as a gesture.

"That one is the eldest son of the current Holy Majesty, Duke Yong."

The official turned sideways, and the abbot followed suit, clasped his hands together, and lowered his eyebrows in a salute.

Xie Wuling followed his master to salute, and took a few more glances at that man, with a gold and jade crown painted on his head, dressed in white clothes, not disturbing the wind and dust, with a ring of peepers hanging on his waist belt, shining brightly in the sun, he is also a rarity in jade Compared with Zhao Congshan's clothes, this style is much more graceful and luxurious.It just looks more like a dude with no ink and ink, rather than a grandson with a lot of money.

Then the man walked forward slowly, and said with a smile: "The abbot is very polite, Xiuyu will stay in Zhaoxing for two or three days, and I will thank the abbot to lead the way."

"Benefactor, please." The abbot frowned before turning sideways and making an invitation gesture.Not long ago, he got a message from the empress, saying that the Duke of Yongguo was coming to Zhaoxing to inquire about scriptures. The abbot didn't know what the empress wanted, so he wrote a letter to the old friend in Fufeng to inquire, but he didn't want to wait until the old friend came. His personal arrival, and a long conversation last night.

After he took a step, they followed up the steps, Xie Wuling followed Xu and gave the abbot a hand, supported a corner of his cassock, and went into the temple.

To be reasonable, when Xie Wuling saw this person, he felt no different from seeing Yingying Yanyan who prayed to God and Buddha, so he just treated him politely.But other people don't think so, this person is just coming to Su Zhaoxing as an excuse, and no one will believe it if he listens to it.

There are many temples in Fufeng City, he is the eldest son, and countless people in the court are staring at his behavior, since he is here for the Buddhist family, why bother to find this remote place in the capital?

Xie Wuling took the tea tray handed by the novice outside the novice gate, passed the tea to the abbot and Yong Guogong, then turned around and retreated outside the gate with the others, and left.

However, the eyes of the Duke who was seated in the main seat moved around Xie Wuling's body a few times, and he seemed to be calculating.