President's Legendary Master

Daomiao was lying on the tatami, in the middle of a pile of cushions. It was rare that Xiaobai and Dahei were both at home today, and Lame Sun and his family came back from a trip.

After sending two back to play, Daomiao stroked Dahei's smooth fur and rubbed against Xiaobai.

A cat and a dog do whatever he wants, one of them yawns on its stomach, and the other takes a nap with its eyes squinted.

The small life is very comfortable, and with the little celestial master, the three don't want to leave on the tatami.

But in the end, Daomiao couldn't resist the hunger, got up, prepared food and water for the two, then washed his hands, sat at the dining table, and prepared to eat.

"The weather is not good these few days, but luckily the construction site is alright, and you will definitely be able to go to the beam on the day you choose." Dugu Haoyan brought food to the little celestial master: "Don't be picky eaters."

The little celestial master was about to throw a chopstick of shredded ginger out of the bowl, but was caught and said, "Oh..."

After eating the shredded ginger, take a big bite of brown sugar steamed buns. The sweet steamed buns are still delicious.

The two finished their meal quietly, one read a book and recited scriptures, the other went to a video conference, but the little heavenly master still sent Dugu Haoyan a cup of blueberry tea at room temperature, which is said to be good for the eyes.

Always staying up late, prone to dark circles, this is what Dugu's mother said.

As for Dugu Haoyan, during the break of the meeting, he went to the oven in the kitchen, took out the baked biscuits, and only gave the little Tianshi a small plate and brought them over: "Don't eat too much at night. It’s made of whole grains, and I didn’t add sugar.”

"How unpalatable is that?" Little Tianshi didn't want to eat it when he heard that no sugar was added.

"It's crispy and not unpalatable." Dugu Haoyan said: "I also put a little sweet corn in it, it should be a little sweet."

No sugar doesn't mean it's not sweet.

Daomiao only ate two, and she ate a small plate when she thought it was delicious, and the rest was put away by Dugu Haoyan. She can eat whatever she wants during the day, but she can't delay the dinner, and don't eat too much at night.

The dim light filled the whole Wendao Zhai, with a little warmth, a little warmth, the night rain outside was pattering, and falling into a dream with the sound of rain, the little celestial master hugged Dugu Haoyan's waist, and put his head against the On his shoulder, sleeping soundly.

Just occasionally muttering: "Add more sweet corn...."

Dugu Haoyan listened intently for a long time before he understood what this resentment was. He couldn't help laughing silently for a few times before pulling up the air conditioner on the little celestial master to cover his exposed shoulders.

In fact, life is like this, bit by bit, accumulated, it becomes an infinitely warm memory.

It's just that after a few days of warmth, trouble came to the door.

This day was originally Wednesday, and Dugu Haoyan was supposed to go to work, but he was dressed, and the little celestial master was about to send him away. Lame Sun has been taking care of patients in the hospital for the past two days. His father-in-law is hospitalized, and it is said that he has gout.

But at this time, the electric bell rang.

When Dugu Haoyan saw the surveillance video at the door, he was immediately amused: "There are guests."

"Huh?" The little celestial master came over, took a look, and was stunned: "Why... so many people?"

"And the leader is Secretary Liu of the Secretariat of the Governor's Office." Dugu Haoyan said, "He is in charge of foreign affairs. He graduated with a bachelor's degree in Chinese language and literature, and also studied three foreign languages. Russian and Japanese are second-level, and they are personal talents.”

"Then let's put it in!" The little celestial master was very envious when he heard that this person was a genius.

Because he thinks he is not a genius, not to mention that foreign languages ​​are so difficult to learn!

"I'll go out and have a look, you stay in the house, don't go out." Dugu Haoyan said: "I think they are looking for you."

"Looking for me?" The little celestial master was taken aback.

Dugu Haoyan had already gone out, so he stood in front of the surveillance screen, turned on the voice control system, and could hear what they said.

Dugu Haoyan opened the dialogue window on the door.

"Secretary Liu?" Seeing Secretary Liu, Dugu Haoyan expressed justified surprise, government officials rarely appear at the door of such a folk custom studio.

The first is that they are all people who believe in science and government workers with party principles.

Second, everyone is young, with high education and high IQ. They can see through the methods of some liars at a glance, and they don't believe these.

The third is that it is not appropriate to propagate feudal superstition.

"President Dugu, I would like to meet Mr. Zhang. These are distinguished guests from the country of Samghārāma." Secretary Liu pointed to the three foreigners who were obviously from Nanyang.

"A famous Buddhist country in Nanyang?" Dugu Haoyan smiled very formulaically: "Welcome everyone, please come in."

"I want to see Mr. Zhang." Among the three people who came, one introduced himself: "My name is Wang Jieke, and I am of Chinese descent. We would like to see Mr. Zhang Daomiao."

"Please sit down, he... What are you looking for him for?" Dugu Haoyan felt that the background of these three people was too great, and with people like Secretary Liu by his side, he was very careful.

"We are here to see you." Wang Jieke took out a name card and handed it to Dugu Haoyan respectfully: "Please pass it on."

"You don't have to be so polite." Dugu Haoyan felt that something was wrong, this kind of attitude of "being courteous without doing anything" was like behavior in feudal society.

"You see?" Secretary Liu also looked at Dugu Haoyan eagerly.

"Please wait a moment." Dugu Haoyan went inside.

The little celestial master was lying obscenely in the crack of the door and looking out, when he saw Dugu Haoyan coming in, he went up and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"It's someone from the Jialan country, and brought a name card to meet you." Dugu Haoyan lowered his head, fiddled with his handheld computer, and showed the little celestial master: "Do you know the Jialan country?"

"I know Jialan." The little celestial master was a little confused.

Garan comes from "samghārāma" in Sanskrit, which is also transliterated as "Sanghalam" and "Sangha blue", which was originally a religious term.

"Sangha" (samgha) refers to the Sangha; "Alamo" (ārāma) means "garden", and the original meaning refers to the garden where monks live together, that is, the temple.

The early Jialan was mainly composed of buildings dedicated to the Buddha, and later the Buddha Hall gradually became the main building of the temple.

Today, in Nanyang, one of the origins of Buddhism, there is a small country called Jialan Country, which is known as the "Buddhist Country". The only religion in this country is Buddhism, but it has different branches.

More importantly, they are still ruled by the royal family. In today's society, they are rare autocratic monarchy countries, and the royal family worships the Garan God.

"Jalan God", in a narrow sense, refers to the patron saint of the land of Jialan; in a broad sense, it generally refers to all the good gods who support Buddhism.

According to the "Seven Buddhas and Eight Bodhisattvas Great Dharani Mantra Sutra", there are 18 guardians of Sangha blue gods, namely Meiyin, Sanskrit, Tiangu, Qiao, Tanmei, Guangmiao, Leiyin, Shiziyin, Miaomei, Sanskrit sounds, human voices, Buddhist slaves, Tande, wide eyes, wonderful eyes, thorough hearing, thorough vision, and omnipresence are collectively called the "Eighteen Kalan Gods".

He claims to be a descendant of Galan God.

Dugu Haoyan quickly shared the information about the Jialan Kingdom with the little celestial master: "They came this time, and they were introduced by Secretary Liu. It's not good if you don't come to meet them, but they come from the so-called Buddhist kingdom. Is there something that the eminent monks there can't solve?"

Dugu Haoyan suspected something difficult.

In a Buddha country, there must be no shortage of great virtuous monks. When encountering such an unscientific matter, those great virtuous monks can certainly solve it, and even use cross-country to find little celestial masters for help?

It must be that those people can't solve it, so they came to find foreign aid, okay?

"Anyway, someone begged to come to the door, go and have a look, things that the Buddhism can't solve, doesn't mean that our Taoism can't do anything about it." In fact, the little celestial master is very fancy about the reputation of his own Taoism. It is impossible for him to push such things out: "Go !"

He bravely appeared in the living room: "Who is coming to see you?"

Seeing the appearance of the little celestial master, Secretary Liu quickly introduced him. Wang Jieke is actually a translator. Although they can speak English, they are not sure whether the little celestial master can, so Wang Jieke followed. He is of Chinese descent and speaks Chinese. Well, since I can speak the local language, it is very suitable to accompany me as an interpreter.

As for those two, they can speak English, and Chinese is limited to a few greetings, such as "Nihao" and "Goodbye", "Have you eaten" and "It's delicious".

Communication is impossible, and we can only rely on the translator Wang Jieke.

Three people, Jack Wang is a young man, full of vigor and vitality.

The other two are middle-aged and elderly people, and the clothes they wear are also quite interesting. They have summer clothes with their own country style. In Nanyang, there is no winter at all. There are only three seasons in a year: spring, summer and autumn. When winter is the coldest, they only wear long trousers. , even in the past.

It's only when it's hot that it's deadly. The high temperature of [-] to [-] degrees has been recorded in the past few years.

So the people there have dark skin, and most of them are thin and dry.

But the three of them made the same mistake after seeing the little celestial master, because the little celestial master looked so young!

Young is simply too young.

His face is full of collagen, he has neither a three-foot beard nor a childlike face with white hair, and because of the hot weather, he wears a pure white cotton round-neck half-sleeve shirt and a pair of seven-quarter-length trousers of the same color. Wearing a pair of cotton sandals, the round toes are exposed.

The whole body is permeated with the breath of youth.

There was still half a glass of iced fruit juice in his hand.

The breath of life is very strong, without the appearance of a master at all.

The three of them looked at each other, and involuntarily showed disappointment in their eyes.

Secretary Liu coughed lightly: "Everyone, this is Mr. Zhang Daomiao."

"So young?" Wang Jieke thought for a while: "I don't know Mr. Zhang Guigeng?"

"23 years old." The little celestial master reported the age on his ID card: "Is there something for you to come here?"

"It's my first visit. I don't know Mr. Zhang. Can you figure out why we're here?" Wang Jieke chatted with the two of them for a long time before he asked the little celestial master: "We are very sincere this time, but I don't know if Mr. Zhang is Isn't it a waste of fame?"

The little Tianshi opened his mouth and smiled brightly: "It doesn't matter."

"Ok?"

"On the Jiachen day of the Gengwu month in the year of Jihai, Peng Zu Baiji said that if Jia does not open a warehouse, the property will be dissipated, and if Chen does not cry, the Lord will be mourned." The little celestial master said: "Your boss is about to die, you are helpless, come to find I solve problems, but when I see me, I lose confidence, because I am young and promising, and you think I can't do things well with my mouth."

"This...?" Wang Jieke turned around and chatted with the two of them for a long time, and it was more like a painting.

Dugu Haoyan whispered to the little celestial master: "Did you do it on purpose?"

It is so esoteric and technical terms are used. Language is a very complicated thing, especially with different national boundaries and different languages.

There are several proverbs in the translation circle, "Poetry cannot be translated".

Similarly, some common sayings and slang words cannot be translated, because once they are translated, they will not be right.

"It was on purpose!" Little Heavenly Master laughed, "Who made them look down on me."

The two of them did not avoid Secretary Liu, who coughed softly: "Pay attention, today is International Cooperation Day, so pay attention to the impact."

In fact, he also took a deep breath in his heart, thinking that they knew about Mr. Zhang, so he actively came to ask for an interview. For this reason, they even asked someone to ask someone to ask for a relationship, and found a famous post to meet him.

But when they met, they found out that these people were just hearsay, and they were still disappointed to see the little celestial master... What are you disappointed about?

do not judge a book by it's cover!

You don't know this, and you still come here to ask for help?