I directed the Xuanwumen Incident

Chapter 375 Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, Xuanzang set off to learn scriptures from the west!
Xu Fenglei nodded.

He believed that Xuanzang was able to promote the positive image of Tang Dynasty when he was away from home.

"These are actually secondary."

Xu Fenglei said in a low voice,

"The map of the Western Regions is the most important thing."

"You must meet His Majesty's requirements, and even their priority must be placed before learning from the scriptures!"

"If you come back from Tianzhu, it is full of scriptures, but you don't see the map of the Western Regions... Then it will be a disaster for you and the Buddhism of the Central Plains! Because you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"Understand?"

Xuanzang looked solemn.

"Please rest assured, Grand Master, since I have promised you, I will never break my promise."

He bowed slightly and said seriously,

"My little monk will definitely record everything he sees and hears along the way, as well as the information His Majesty needs, on his westward journey."

"As long as you return alive, you will surely satisfy the Grand Master and Your Majesty."

The corners of Xu Fenglei's mouth rose.

"it is good!"

He patted Xuanzang on the shoulder, smiled and praised,

"If you can do this, you will become the great master of Buddhism and the great sage recorded in the annals of history!"

"Okay, let me stop here first, go say goodbye to your senior brother!"

On the side of the official road, the group of bald monks are still waiting.

"Yes."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and said,

"Xuanzang also remembers the great master's kindness in his heart. The 'cotton' you mentioned, I will definitely do my best to find it in Tianzhu."

After finishing speaking, he just turned around and walked towards a group of monks.

"This kid is on the right track."

Xu Fenglei looked at his calmly leaving back, shook his head and sighed,

"With so many beautiful and precious qualities, how can I become a monk? It's a pity..."

"In the future, if there is a chance, he will have to squeeze out his talent."

Wisdom and perseverance.

Such a person can do anything!
……

The old monk Yuanjing looked at Xuanzang who was dressed in coarse cloth in front of him, his eyes were slightly red.

"Xuanzang...are you going just like that?"

His hoarse voice trembled slightly, and he couldn't help saying,
"This is too thin, too crude!"

"Anyway, it's better to ride a horse and buy some food and clothing!"

哕哕.

The bay red horse beside him snorted and shook his head.

This is the horse from Xingguo Temple. Yuanjing wanted to present it to Xuanzang, but he declined.

At this moment, he still wanted to send it off, but Xuanzang still shook his head.

"Tianzhu is far away, nothing can accompany me."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together, shook his head and said,
"These things outside the body, the host should stay in the temple."

"I only need to rely on my own legs, my heart, and the eighteen things of the bhikkhu."

"It is said in the scriptures that the monk Toutuo of the Buddhist kingdom travels hundreds of millions of miles. With these eighteen things, he is like having two wings. He can go anywhere. I think I am the same."

His mind is clear.

What kind of horse can accompany him across hundreds of thousands of miles?

This is not Journey to the West, he does not have a little white dragon to ride on a white dragon horse.

What kind of luxurious clothes and brocade robes, jade plates and treasures can he wear to the Western Regions and eat to Tianzhu?

No.

All the foreign things that will be worn out are not so important to him at this moment.

In fact, the test of traveling thousands of miles is never whether you are fully prepared, but the ability to adapt to changing situations.

In this regard, Xuanzang is quite confident.

"Oh? What are the eighteen things? Your back basket makes me healthy."

Xu Fenglei leaned over and turned Xuanzang's basket upside down.

There are all kinds of gadgets inside, small and delicate, like small toys one by one, which aroused his curiosity.

"Teacher, this is not a basket, it's called a suitcase."

Xuanzang pointed to the scripture box and said,
"Eighteen items for a bhikkhu are poplar branches, bath beans, three garments, vases, bowls, sitting utensils, tin sticks, incense burners, water filter bags, towels, ring knives, flints, tweezers, rope beds, scriptures, Vinaya, Buddha statues, and Bodhisattvas. picture."

"With these things in place, monks can walk around without fear."

ding ding dong.

Xu Fenglei picked up this to have a look, and then took out the other to have a look, the two collided and made a crisp sound.

"Hey, it's pretty solid."

He laughed and said,

"Isn't this the experience of survival in the wilderness summed up by ascetic monks of all ages?"

"Yes, yes, these tools can be included in the wilderness survival book."

"It's just the statues of Buddha and Bodhisattva...there's no need for them, they take up too much space and their weight is not light."

Xuanzang took back the objects from Xu Fenglei's hands calmly, and rearranged them.

"For Buddhist disciples, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are beliefs, and everything can be lacking, but these two things are absolutely indispensable."

he whispered,

"The little monk always believes that faith is the most important thing when going out."

"For ordinary people, faith may come from family members, from friends, or an object from family and friends can support them to move on."

"For monks, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are the driving force behind our progress."

Xu Fenglei nodded.

"Exactly." He stroked his chin in agreement.

"Presiding Abbot, fellow seniors."

Xuanzang turned his gaze to the monks and said in a deep voice,
"Send each other thousands of miles away, and there will be a farewell. Let's send it here, and let Xuanzang walk the rest of the road alone."

"I'll go here for a few years, ten years, or even decades, or maybe... never come back."

Speaking of this, suddenly there was a gust of strong wind, blowing Xuanzang's robe and making noise.

All the monks were silent.

Their eyes are full of admiration, but also full of reluctance.

In their minds, the image of Xuanzang was elevated and elevated until he reached the golden body of Zhang Liu like a Buddha.

"Xuanzang, there is no need to say anything."

Yuanjing took a step forward and said earnestly,

"You just go, we will wait for you to come back, no matter ten years or twenty years, as long as the old monk has not passed away, we will definitely wait for you!"

"No matter how dangerous the future is, you have to remember that there are a group of your brothers in Xingguo Temple in Chang'an...waiting for you to come back!"

The few young monks who followed were all crying at this moment.

Farewell, or maybe farewell.

"it is good."

Xuanzang nodded heavily and said,
"I will."

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha." All the monks recited.

After Xuanzang bid farewell to the monks, he turned to look at Xu Fenglei.

As for Xu Fenglei, he also prepared two cups of tea at this moment and handed them over.

"How can you say goodbye without wine? But you have many Buddhist rules, so you use tea instead of bars!"

Xu Fenglei laughed,
"I respect you for going to the Western Regions alone, whether you bring back the map of the Western Regions for the Tang Dynasty, or bring back the scriptures for Buddhism, you are all heroes!"

"Come."

He raises his glass.

"Thank you, Grand Master."

Xuanzang also raised his glass.

"Hold on."

Xu Fenglei paused suddenly, picked up a handful of mud from the mud beside him, put it into Xuanzang's cup, and said,

"Have you read the words on the title page of the customs clearance document?"

Xuanzang was shocked and nodded.

He said in a deep voice:
"Please bear this document in mind, no matter where you are in the world, don't be afraid. Behind you is His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the powerful army of the Tang Dynasty."

I don't know why.

After reading this sentence, he felt a sense of peace of mind for no reason, even more peace of mind than when he was reciting the name of the Buddha.

Xu Fenglei nodded.

"Don't forget your homeland."

he said,

"Please."

Ding.

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one go.

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

"Xuanzang, take care! We are waiting for you to come back! If you don't come back, even if I pass away, I won't close my eyes!"

"Uncle Master, you lost your composure..."

"Fart! This old man is showing his true feelings! What do you know? Go back and copy the scriptures a hundred times!"

"..."

The legendary monk started his journey of learning Buddhist scriptures.

Those who saw him off were only the monks from Xingguo Temple, plus Xu Fenglei who appeared as a friend.

And ten years later, he will return.

At that time, the entire Chang'an City will be empty!
……

Chang'an, West Market.

As the most prosperous area in the most prosperous Chang'an City in the world today, the West Market is always so lively and crowded.

People come and go, bustling.

Every day is like a holiday.

Walking on the streets of Xishi, the shouts from both sides can almost drown out the ears:

"Fried locusts, come and see, three pennies a bunch, ten pennies four sticks, come and have a look and have a taste!"

"There are all kinds of fried food! Fried bean curd, fried lamb, fried cabbage, fried okra, there are only things you can't think of, and there is nothing I can't fry! Everything can be fried!"

"The quality is cheap, the ingredients are fresh, let's take a look, our freshly squeezed oil is mainly for health, for the taste of authenticity!"

"..."

Xu Fenglei looked left and right, but he was also surrounded by oily smoke.

Good guy!
They are all engaged in frying, which has become the fashion in Chang'an now!

Even if it is a vegetable cake, it must be thrown into the oil pan and fried, otherwise it will be outdated.

"Is this the trend I brought up?"

Xu Fenglei touched his chin, secretly smiled,

"From fried locusts to fried locusts, everything can be fried... Tsk tsk, I really have to admire the wisdom of the working people, I can't accept it."

"Wait, Tang people will be fat in the future, shouldn't it be my fault?"

From fried locusts to fried foods.

From the popularity of fried food to the obesity of Tang people.

From being fat in the Tang Dynasty to seeing fat as beauty.

Hmm... well-founded and convincing.

"Is the grand master here?"

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a soft female voice coming from beside his ears.

But I saw Mrs. Wang, the proprietress of the sheep soup restaurant, holding a bamboo stick in her hand at the moment, and locusts were fried in the oil pan outside.

She raised one with a smile, brought it to Xu Fenglei, and said enthusiastically:

"Try it, is it authentic?"

Xu Fenglei sniffed his nose, his eyes lit up!
"Very fragrant!"

He was not polite, took the roasted locusts and put them in his mouth.

quack quack!

A strong fragrance spread in the mouth, coupled with the excellent taste, Xu Fenglei's face showed a satisfied expression.

"Hey! Authentic, authentic!"

He gave a thumbs up and praised,
"It's even more delicious than my original version... what did you add?"

Wang Shi pursed her lips and smiled.

"Nowadays, all the stalls in Quanchang'an are frying. If we don't improve it, how can we make it special?"

She pointed to the iron pot in front of her and whispered,
"My, I added sheep oil to this pot! The fried food will naturally be more fragrant and tasteful. I don't tell ordinary people."

"Will you try this mutton skewer again?"

With that said, a handful of fried meat skewers were handed over.

"Is it all involuntary to this point..."

Hearing this, Xu Fenglei couldn't help muttering a few words, swung the bamboo stick horizontally, and put a string of mutton into his mouth.

Snapped!
Juicy!

The taste is completely opposite to fried locusts. The fried lamb kebabs are extremely juicy. Just chew lightly, and the juice with a strong sheep flavor will explode in your mouth!

At this moment, Xu Fenglei thought of peeing cow balls, and thought of the scene of spraying juice.

Ah... cool!

"You are so delicious! Peerless delicious!"

He ate and wiped off the string of mutton with great enjoyment, and couldn't help but praise,
"It's a big deal, it's definitely a big deal!"

"Congratulations, lady boss, you are going to make a fortune!"

When Wang was praised so much by him, her flowers trembled with laughter.

"Then I will borrow a good word from the Grand Master."

She smiled brightly and said,
"I've just studied this, so I'm afraid I'll mess it up... You're still the first customer."

Xu Fenglei touched the oily mouth.

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

He rubbed his hands and said,
"Get me some more strings."

"Okay, you can eat as much as you want, wait a moment," Mrs. Wang nodded, and put the marinated meat skewers into the pot again.

Xu Fenglei casually picked a bunch of candied haws from the old man passing by, threw him three pennies, and started chewing.

"What did you think about what I asked someone to tell you last time?"

He casually said,

"Ma Zhou is a talent. I recommended him to the South Study Room a while ago, and now he is in the Pope's sons and grandsons. Just imagine, how many ministers in the court will be his disciples?"

"I heard that when His Majesty tested him, he even dragged him to chat all night! Later, everyone praised Ma Zhou for his talent and ability, and he was worthy of reuse!"

"Tsk tsk...the future is boundless!"

Xu Fenglei boasted, but Wang Shi just smiled, still frying the skewers in his hand, and twitched the blue hair next to his ear in a timely manner.

"Hey... aren't you excited?"

Seeing that she was unmoved, Xu Fenglei couldn't help saying,

"It's hard to find such a wealthy son-in-law with a lantern! If you miss this village, you won't have this shop."

Wang raised his head slightly.

"Master Taishi is right, and the slaves understand the truth."

she whispered,

"But you also said that he is a man with a bright future. In the future, he will live in the prime minister's office, and all he will come and go will be mansions in Washington and royal palaces, and he will only meet dignitaries and noble ladies."

"Those people are the ones who match him."

"and I?"

Crackling, crackling.

The hot oil in the pan exploded up and onto her dark apron.

In this regard, she did not change her expression, she had long been used to it.

"I'm just a business girl, braving oily smoke and yelling hard, making some cheap food for the guest officials who come and go."

she smiled,

"I... am still a widow whose husband died."

"If you compare him to a bird that spreads its wings and flies high, I'm like an ant so humbled into the dust. Soaring above the nine heavens, even if he looks down at the world, he won't see me."

"We are not all the way."

"The one he wants to marry should be the emperor's princess, the prime minister's daughter, and again, it should also be a lady from everyone. No matter how many rounds I have, it won't be my turn."

Xu Fenglei was slightly taken aback.

"People, you have self-knowledge. I'm not qualified to climb this high branch."

Mrs. Wang picked up the bamboo stick, patted the meat skewers against the side of the pot twice, drained the oil, handed it to Xu Fenglei, and said with a smile,
"Master Taishi, your mutton skewers."

Xu Fenglei: "..."

"You... are really sober in the world."

He took a bite of the mutton, felt the pleasure of bursting juice, and praised,
"A woman who is so sober can be regarded as a strange woman. If she can marry into the family, she will be able to keep the inner house well."

"On this point alone, you are more than enough to match Ma Zhou!"

(End of this chapter)