disguised holy monk

On this day, Xuanqing managed to catch the opportunity to bask in the sun alone in the yard.

He sat in the cool-heart pavilion, making tea skillfully.The breeze is blowing on the face, and the monk's robe of rosary beads is extremely comfortable.

Xuanqing finished the last process of making tea, and the fragrance of tea leaves came to his nostrils.He poured two cups of tea, raised his eyes and looked at the empty courtyard in front of him, with bright eyes and white teeth, he said with a smile: "The tea is already brewed, why don't you come out and taste it?"

There was a moment of silence in the air when the words fell, Xuan Qing was not annoyed at all, but gently pushed one of the cups of tea forward.

Although he didn't sense anyone around him, according to his personality, it's impossible for Lu Yingheng not to come looking for him after these few days.

And right now he was sitting alone in this courtyard, which was the best time to get close.

Sure enough, the breeze blew, and a black figure appeared in the courtyard at some point.

His black hair was tied behind his back like a cloud, and his black clothes were tightened by a wide belt embroidered with dark patterns. Even the black cloak couldn't conceal his height and long legs.

After breaking away from Nan Shuyan and taking refuge in Nan Shuxuan, Lu Yingheng is now the commander of the imperial guards.The sharp eyebrows are still so cold and indifferent, only those dark eyes are so deep that they can no longer see through any emotions.

Xuan Qing was not surprised to see him appear, but clasped his hands together and called slightly: "Benefactor Lu."

Lu Yingheng unconsciously clenched his hands under the cloak, his Adam's apple moved, and wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

What can he say?He wanted him not to call him like that, but now, he was indeed no longer shadowless.

Since Xuan Qing called out his name, he already knew everything and his decision.

Sure enough, Xuan Qing saw that he looked ashamed, and said with a kind smile on his brows: "Benefactor Lu, you don't have to blame yourself. The poor monk already knows the reason for being in prison. He hastily followed the authority. There is nothing wrong with the actions of Benefactor Lu."

Lu Yingheng lowered her eyes, and slowly sat down opposite him, her voice was a little dry, "Master... Is Master's body feeling better?"

Xuan Qing smiled, "It's okay, benefactor Lu has a sense of proportion, it's just some skin trauma."

Every time he called "Benefactor Lu", Lu Yingheng felt as if his heart was tightly clenched by an iron hand, and he was suffocating.He felt uncomfortable, knowing that the other party was just comforting him, after all, he knew that Xuan Qing had been in a coma for a long time before waking up, and that he would no longer be able to use his internal strength in the future.

It was Xuan Qing who rescued him who was seriously injured at the beginning. At that time, his world started from a blank, and the first stroke that was painted was Xuan Qing.Maybe that kind of leisurely and peaceful life is a world that he has always yearned for but can't get or enter. Now he suddenly has the opportunity to enter, which makes him cherish this time extremely.

After coming to the capital, he regained his memory and only wanted to go back to Qingchan Temple as soon as possible. Only there could his heart be at peace like never before.

Unfortunately, he can't kid himself.

He raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side, the white mist rising leisurely blurred Xuan Qing's face, and the shadows became more and more like a fairy coming to the world.

Lu Yingheng suddenly remembered that at the chanting meeting that day, the other party was also covered in golden light, like a Buddha praying for blessings. They were originally people from two worlds. Although they don't have to stand on opposite sides now, after all, he can no longer be by his side. up.

His hands were stained with blood, and his world was dark.He would rather continue to be in a state of losing his memory, not knowing everything about the past, and being able to continue to follow him with peace of mind like a blank sheet of paper.Just now, how is it possible?

"I'm sorry..." He closed his eyes, and finally said these words, with a sense of embarrassment, even though he guessed that Xuanqing must know, "I can't go back to the temple anymore, from now on, Master, take good care of yourself ..."

Xuan Qing seemed to have expected it a long time ago, but he was not surprised at all, "Why does Benefactor Lu need to apologize? I knew at that time that your relationship with the world was not over, and you were only remembered as a lay disciple. Now that you have recovered your memory, you should naturally do what you want to do." "He pointed to the tea in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "If you have free time in the future, you can come to Qingchan Temple for a cup of tea."

Lu Yingheng remained expressionless, he finally had some understanding of Wanyan Fusheng's state of mind that day.

Even if it was his own choice, he was the only one who felt uncomfortable with the other party's indifferent appearance.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, the fragrance was fragrant, but he only tasted endless bitterness.

Xuan Qing also lowered his eyes and drank the tea in the cup.

……

With Jiang Qimo's help to recuperate, the Holy Emperor's health improved a lot, but the toxin stayed in his body for too long, no amount of treatment could make him as healthy as before, and he was just trying to appear in front of the officials that night.

So after the matter was over, it took another five days before the Holy Emperor returned to court.

His face was still a little tired, but he had to appear in the hall again.

Nan Shuxuan has made great contributions to saving the car, and has always been very popular.Nan Shuyan has been abolished, and there is no other prince who can compete with him, so he was established as the new prince.Lu Yingheng cooperated internally and externally and found decisive evidence, so he did not pursue the past crimes and became the commander of the imperial army.Jiang Qimo was also named a genius doctor and was rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold.

When it was Xuanqing's turn, everyone looked at him in unison.

On the main hall, he put on the simple monk's clothes again, but he was still as graceful as bamboo.

"After chanting sutras on the Longevity Day last time, I still owe Master a reward, plus this time's achievements in suppressing chaos, what does Master want?" The Holy Emperor looked at him with a smile.

"The poor monk is terrified and should not be rewarded."

Xuan Qing: Actually this time he lay down from head to tail...

But in the eyes of these people, he was implicated and framed, and he was tortured by the deposed prince, but he did not lose his character at all. Even Jiang Qimo was able to come to heal him because of him...

The Holy Emperor waved his hand, "Master is always so humble. I have decided to enshrine Master as the teacher of one country in the Southern Dynasties. He will stay in Xiangguo Temple and pray for the country."

As soon as his words fell, everyone was not too surprised, they all felt that Xuan Qing could afford the position.

Only Xuan Qing looked solemn, "Please take back your orders, Your Majesty."

He paused as he spoke, as if he had no choice but to disobey the holy will every time, so he could only explain: "Xuan Qing grew up in the mountains since childhood, and Zen practitioners are more suitable for practicing in the mountains and forests. Besides, the poor monks will always practice in the monastery. Praying for the Holy Emperor and the country, there is really no need to do anything superfluous."

His indifference of being unmoved by fame and fortune really made everyone's evaluation even higher.

It's just that what Xuanqing thinks is that the reason why a holy monk is a holy monk is that it is impossible to be in front of him every day. If he is asked to do hair and recite sutras for all kinds of affairs, wouldn't it be that he will come when he is called? Immediately go, without the slightest backbone of immortality.The reason why Bai Yueguang is Bai Yueguang is because you can't get it, and if you get it, you will become a fan.

Xuanqing's refusal was also expected, and the sage was not annoyed, with a hint of a smile in his black eyes, "In that case, I will allow you to return to Qingchan Temple, but the position of national teacher is also yours. Apart from the sage, No one in the Southern Dynasties can afford this position anymore, and I still hope that the master can bless me for thousands of years and protect the people. Will the holy monk still refuse?"

All of this has brought out the blessings of the common people. Naturally, he can't refuse to annoy the other party again and again, not to mention that his goal has also been achieved-the mission of "Teacher of a Nation" has been completed.

Xuan Qingming was overjoyed in his heart, and even had a helpless look on his face, "Thank you, poor monk."

As soon as he responded, the Holy Emperor smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, bring the national teacher's treasured clothes."

Immediately after the words were spoken, a group of young eunuchs stood at His Highness holding a complete set of monk clothes, Buddha crowns, cassocks and so on.

They are all made of gold and jade, with precious stones embedded on them, and they are so golden that they blind people's eyes.

Xuan Qing: ... Is he possessed by Tang Seng?Don't wait for the black fur monster to grab the cassock!

He was a little embarrassed, "My lord, this is..."

This time the Holy Emperor interrupted early, and Wei Wei said in a commanding tone: "I know that the holy monk does not love gold and silver, and does not admire glory, but as a national teacher of the Southern Dynasty, this set of Buddha clothes must be accepted."

Xuanqing had no choice but to accept it, and thanked him again.

……

As a result, the identity of Xuanqing's national teacher in the Southern Dynasty had already been passed all the way to Qingchan Temple through carrier pigeons, and the local government began to be ordered to repair the temple.Originally, the Qingchan Temple had already been renovated, but after all, it was the temple where the Master of the One Country resided. It used to be smaller in scale, and now it has begun to expand and build the temple under the arrangement of the government.

On the day of Xuanqing's return journey, Nan Shuxuan and Nan Shuyu were escorted by special guards.

Nan Shuxuan's expression was natural, but Xuanqing always felt that something was off, and he didn't know how much of this incident was due to his schemes, and how much of it was fueling the flames.

Nan Shuxuan's black eyes were faintly suffused with a gentle luster, "Thank you, master this time, this is a farewell, I don't know when we will see you again."

Nan Shuyu interrupted him impatiently, "Third brother, the master is the national teacher, and every year on the two days of the blessing festival and the longevity festival, he must come to Beijing." He turned to Xuanqing as he spoke, with eager eyes Xiyi said, "Master, when I leave the palace and build a mansion as an adult, I will often come to look for you!"

Xuan Qing responded with a smile, and the group set off in a mighty manner.

Lu Yingheng stood on the tower and watched from a distance, his sharp long eyebrows were blurred and indifferent by the rising sun.

……

In the carriage, Xuanqing watched Wuxin tidy up the pillows carefully for him, and couldn't help sighing—it is said that he had taken in a total of two apprentices, and now one of them is gone.

Wuxin saw that there was some disappointment in his eyebrows, and couldn't help saying: "Master Uncle, are you thinking about Wuying and Wuku Junior Brother?"

Ever since she knew that Lu Yingheng was actually trying to protect Xuan Qing, and was teased by Yue Quietly to endure the itching all night, Wuxin no longer held grudges.

Seeing Xuanqing alone at this moment, he thought for a while and comforted him: "Master, don't be too sad. Master also helped Master find a lot of new disciples with high aptitude in the temple. I will wait for Master to go back and choose by yourself."

Xuanqing instantly regained his spirits—the points for accepting apprentices are coming!

Outside the carriage, Jiang Qimo came up to him with the freshly brewed medicine. He frowned and said coldly: "I will supervise you after returning to the temple. In your current state, you can recite scriptures and practice martial arts. Don't even think about it."

Xuan Qing: ...he didn't need to practice martial arts in the first place, his martial strength is all innate!