Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 2012 Emergency

  Jie 嗔 poured a bowl of water for the Master, and sat across from him to translate the scriptures after bowing.

  However, he was a little bit unable to meditate. He asked, “Didn’t the master say that Bai Gongzi might want to advise Fo Tian to pay taxes? Why didn’t the master remind Master Uncle?”

  Tomorrow stopped writing and said: "They have this idea, but they may not be able to achieve it."

  He smiled and said: "In fact, this method is good, but unfortunately there are many Buddhist temples in the world, and since ancient times, monks have been out of the world, so this move is probably impossible."

   Quit: "Master agrees with this method?"

   Zhiren sighed and said: "I don't agree. Your uncle is right. We need more time to study Buddhism, but he made a mistake again. The expansion of the Buddhist temple to the people is useless."

  He said: "This method may not be possible, but at least it will make the Buddhist temples that are greedy in their hearts converge by one or two."

   Obviously, he also thinks Huguo Temple is too greedy.

Zhiren took off the Buddha beads wrapped around his wrists, and slowly slid them, reciting the scriptures silently in his heart. After a while, he said: "Quit anger, my teacher is currently translating the "Miaofa Lianhua Sutra", and found that some of the scriptures have been read more and more. The more puzzled, so I want to go to the Western Regions to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures. Would you like to follow along as a teacher?"

   Quit sighed: "Tui'er is willing, but the teacher is afraid that he won't let it go."

  Zhiren Dao: "Tao is the only one in the world. To promote Buddhism, you must have the correct Buddhism to promote. I will convince him."

  Monk Zhiren suddenly blinked at Jieh, and smiled: "Even if we can't persuade, we still have other ways to leave, don't we?"

   Quit: "...Yes!"

  Chinin smiled satisfied.

  "Master, will they read the scriptures you sent them?"

   "It's okay to watch, or not to watch."

   "But there is a note written by you on it. If they don't read it, wouldn't it be a pearl in the dust?"

   Zhiren said indifferently: "That's just my superficial knowledge, it's not a pearl, why can I get the dust?"

   said again: "They are not people who are wasting their time. They will read other books and do other things without reading the Buddhist scriptures. This is enough. If you spread the Dharma, you should not be too forceful like your uncle."

   Quit annoyed.

  At this time, Man Bao, who returned home, opened the three Buddhist scriptures at random while waiting for the juniors to place pens, inks, papers and inks.

What she flipped to was the Shurangama Sutra. She just swept down for ten or so lines. She couldn't help but continue to look down, and then looked at the small print on the side of the comment. She said: "This Buddhist scripture doesn't look like Zhishen."

  Bai Shan stretched out his hand to take it and took a look. He didn’t feel like he was deep-minded, and he wondered: “Is it because a person is not good-looking? Did we misunderstand him?”

  Hakujiro: "That's impossible. Regardless of his good-looking eyebrows, he takes advantage of his looks. In fact, I think he is as irritable as me."

  Bai Er thinks so, it must be true.

  Man Bao tweeted: "Everyone says that the word is like the person. If he is not a different kind of non-character as the person, then this Buddhist scripture should be given by someone else."

  Bai Shan turned a page back, “But he’s right, this Shurangama Sutra looks good. You can take a look later when you have time.”

  White Erlang went up and asked, "Are you going to convert to Buddhism?"

  Bai Shan pushed his head away, "You just want to convert to Buddhism."

  He dropped the book in his hand, spread a piece of white paper in front of him, and asked, "Who will write this book?"

  Man Bao and Bai Erlang immediately studied ink and handed the pen, and said with a flattering smile: "You write, you write."

  Bai Shan reached out and took the pen, and said: "I will write as I write. Man Bao will help you change it later, and you will copy it later in Bai Er."

  Bai Er means no problem, that is, "Whose folder should be used?"

  Bai Shandao: "Use our Bai Zhe."

He said: "This kind of thing is too hateful. It is inappropriate for Man Baolai to do it. I guess this thing will not be done in all likelihood, but it can be a wake-up call to the court, and it can also make the world Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, even the world. The gentry converges one or two, which is very offensive."

  "We are still students at Chongwenguan. We are lowly and weak, and the influence of the discounts is not big. Even if someone remembers the hate, they will not remember it for a long time."

   "That's not necessarily," Bai Erlang said: "You are also famous, I am better. I am not as famous as you, but I am still a messenger. I should be a little more likable than you."

  Man Bao immediately said: "After that, if you are rejected by the world's Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, we will go in and burn incense for you."

  Bai Shan:...

  This is just a joke. Since it was the idea of ​​the three of them, and the idea of ​​the three of them was common, they also participated, so naturally they signed their names together.

  However, Bai Shan believes that Zhezi can contribute the most, so he insists on ranking first.

  Man Bao and Bai Erlang never quarrel with him for this kind of hatred, and just let him be polite.

  Bai Shan glanced at them and put his name on the back of the book that Bai Erlang had copied, and then handed the pen to Bai Erlang.

  Just want to rank third, Shirajiro froze for a while and took the pen to write his name, and then said: "Actually, I heard that ranking second is the easiest thing to ignore."

  Bai Shan: "Shut up, you."

  If Man Bao insisted on trying to be the same with them, in fact, he didn't really want her to sign the Zhezi.

   After writing the book, the sky was already full of sunshine outside, Bai Shan blew it, dried the ink, put it away on the table, "Go back to the palace tomorrow morning, do you think about how to deal with it?"

   is talking about what happened last night.

  What happened last night was not big or small, and the emperor must be asking questions.

  Man Bao and Bai Erlang nodded together, “Don’t worry, I dreamt of something to say last night.”

  Man Bao said, "My parents will leave early tomorrow morning, and we will enter the palace after sending them off."

   Then you have to get up before dawn. Master Bai and his wife will also follow. Bai Erlang will also send it off, so he asked: "Send to the gate of the city?"

   "What do you want, just send it to the gate. When they get in the car, we will ride into the palace."

  The discussion was very good, but Man Bao never had the opportunity to send them off. He only had dinner in the evening, and someone from the palace urgently announced her to enter the palace.

  Man Bao and the others were taken aback. Their first thought was that Princess Mingda and the others would not miss their breath. The emperor was furious, should he take her into the palace and teach her?

  Bai Shan also had this concern, so he stepped forward to bribe the housekeeper to inquire about the news. After hearing the urgent news, Mrs. Liu glared at him and asked the housekeeper, "Father-in-law, do you know if you want to bring a medicine box?"

   "Naturally take it, Doctor Zhou, hurry up, the car is already waiting outside."

  Bai Shan and their hearts fell instantly, and then slightly lifted them up.

  Zhou Lijun turned around swiftly and ran away, "Sister, I will help you carry the medicine box."

   So Man Bao asked his servant, "Who is it for?"

  The maid did not hide it, "It's the empress dowager."

  But there are too many, there is no more sentence, no matter how Man Bao asks, he dare not say any more details, Man Bao will not force it when he sees it.

  But before she left, she still nodded to Mr. Bai Shan, Mr. Zhuang, and Mrs. Liu, everything was silent.

  　See you at nine in the evening

  (End of this chapter)