In Baohua Temple.

Zhou Heng sat cross-legged beside Master Xuyun. At first, he was really nervous. After all, who knows these things about the monk's preaching of sutras?

Later, starting with the question of Master Xuyun, he gradually found the way.

This thing is to overwhelm you with philosophical things. You don’t have to scold the streets or argue about your slutty or Yin Mao. Anyway, what I said makes sense, and you can’t refute it if you say it.

He is good at this thing. He has never seen any unreasonable patients. Besides, he has participated in debate competitions in college. No matter what subject matter, it is all kinds of practice. For a moment, Zhou Heng seemed to open up those dusty memories.

The speed of speaking is not fast, and he smiles slowly and starts from the problem of giving birth to chickens and eggs to everyone practicing Buddhism, what are good thoughts, great kindness and small kindness, and also talk about filial piety and loyalty, from here it extends to the reproduction of children and the development of society.

Zhou Heng was a person who had experienced higher education in later generations. Not to mention a monk Jingyi, even the most knowledgeable person, it is difficult for a person to have more knowledge to learn in his life in future generations. This is completely incomparable.

The key is that Zhou Heng is not in a hurry, and he doesn't finish it at once. Whenever you talk about the problem, he will unfold that problem, and just like this, time passes by minute by minute.

In a blink of an eye, it was already an hour and a half later.

Monk Jingyi had already discovered that Zhou Heng was just delaying the time here. He wanted to stop twice, but after a glance at the monk in Baohua Temple behind him, he instantly lost his thoughts.

Not to mention others, even if Master Yian is supported, he stands respectfully behind him. Of course, this respect is not for himself, but for Master Xuyun.

Jingyi entered Beijing and was named the host of Baohua Temple, which made Master Yian, the original host of Baohua Temple, directly forced to become an elder.

However, this Baohua Temple is a royal temple, and Master Yian has no complaints, but looking at Monk Jingyi, he didn't believe that Master Xuyun was in front of him, which made him really uncomfortable.

He didn't care about his discomfort at this moment and stood behind and watched. Although he was not the director, he was also a member of the temple. If Baohua Temple was in trouble, he would be able to blame him.

Just as Monk Jingyi was talking, a noisy sound came from outside the temple. Monk Jingyi stopped the sound and raised his eyes to look down.

A team of imperial guards entered Baohua Temple directly, and the people sitting cross-legged here were driven away.

There was nothing unnecessary, just stepped forward and pulled the person.

Zhang Wanxun rushed in from behind, strode and shouting as he walked.

"The idle people and others quickly evacuate Baohua Temple, and the emperor will come in person!"

Just Zhang Wanxun's voice, the entire Baohua Temple could hear it clearly.

When he heard that the emperor was coming, it was obvious that it was for Master Xuyun or Monk Jingyi, and he stood on tiptoe to look in front of the hall. After all, the debate between Zhou Heng and Monk Jingyi was really good-looking and interesting, but no one dared to leave.

Within two moments, the yard was filled with the people on the hillside, and all the people evacuated from Baohua Temple. Every other step, the imperial guards took the sides of the road. Zhou Heng quickly stood up, walked to Master Xuyun, clasped his fists and said:

"Master, the emperor is here, it's time for us to get up too."

Master Xuyun was so happy this time. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Heng and smiled, without any rush. He slowly stood up and while Zhou Heng was approaching him, Master Xuyun whispered.

"It seems you'd known?"

Zhou Heng grinned, "Just make a little arrangement, I didn't expect His Majesty to come in person. I originally thought that we would invite our master and apprentice to the palace. It seems that I am really angry this time. Besides, if you talk about such a thing, I'm afraid the master will have arrived long ago?"

Master Xuyun smiled and shook his head slightly.

"The Buddha said it cannot be said."

Zhou Heng has long been used to Master Xuyun's silence. Anyway, he is not the one who should be anxious now. Since the old emperor can follow him, he still let Zhang Wanxun say a word. This means that he is clear-headed.

Zhu Yunmo patted his butt and stomped his feet. He was not as calm as Zhou Heng and Master Xuyun. He sat cross-legged on the cushion for an hour and a half. His legs and feet had been sore and numb, but he was embarrassed to move as he kept talking here.

The monk Jingyi on the steps in front of the hall was no longer so calm. He was stunned when he heard Zhang Wanxun's roar. He forgot everything he said just now. Seeing the imperial guards quickly entering the temple, the lay disciples and the people who were watching the ceremony were directly cleared out. He felt a chill in his heart.

Could it be...

Without giving him too much time to think, the old emperor had already stepped into the temple gate.

Zhang Wanxun walked to Zhou Heng not far away and nodded slightly at him.

Zhou Heng and Zhu Yunmo, with Master Xuyun and the twelve yellow-robed monks, quickly bowed to the old emperor,

"I've seen Your Majesty."

The old emperor nodded, and his gaze fell directly on Master Xuyun's body.

Seeing his face, the old emperor was stunned. Someone had said before that Master Xuyun was at least a hundred years old now, but looking at the person's face, if he had hair, he seemed to be a few years older than the old emperor.

Such envious gazes quickly avoided them in just a moment, and the old emperor waved his hand quickly.

"If you do it, don't be polite. I have to come and take a look when I heard that Master Xuyun is coming."

Master Xuyun had a very nice smile on his face, like Maitreya Buddha, and quickly clasped his hands together and recited the holy name.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty is kind and kind. He actually polite me like this, which really makes me panic. It happened that Your Majesty is here in person, and I have something to report to you."

The old emperor said oh, and glanced at the stupid monk Jingyi in front of the hall gate with his own light.

Monk Jingyi looked surprised, but the monks behind him understood the rules and all clasped their hands towards the emperor.

"Master, don't be too humble. Tell me what's going on with me?"

Master Xuyun bowed to the old emperor solemnly, then looked up at the old emperor and said loudly:

"Your Majesty, this Baohua Temple was originally built by my disciples. It was alarmed at that time and the investment was huge. In the next few decades, it even inherited the incense here. Therefore, this Baohua Temple is also considered a royal temple, and the host of this Baohua Temple is also appointed by His Holiness.

Although Jingyi is my great disciple, he has lost his virtues and is afraid that he will not be able to bear the high expectations of Your Majesty. He should also practice Buddhism in secret. After all, although India is not a Buddhist holy place, the Buddhist practices it will also benefit me.

So, if I go beyond my advice, can I let Master Yian continue to serve as the host of Baohua Temple? As for Jingyi, I will continue to follow me to practice secretly, and wait until I truly learn the essence of Buddhism, and then take over as the host of Baohua Temple according to Your Majesty’s will?"

The old emperor looked up and down at Master Xuyun. His face, which was originally covered with clouds, instantly had a smile.

He is worthy of being a centenarian monk. Such an embarrassing scene made him resolve it in a few words.

As for whether the Japanese monks were true before, there was no need to worry about Baohua Temple anymore. People think that monk Jingyi was young and energetic and could not fulfill the emperor's order.

It was not a resentment, but for the time being, the original manager of the Baohua Temple, and wait until Monk Jingyi can learn the essence before taking over.

This gave the old emperor face, did not make Baohua Temple not famous, nor did it involve fake monks. It can be said that it won three goals in one fell swoop.

Zhou Heng looked up at Master Xuyun. He was still as calm as he was. It seemed that he had understood what he really wanted. He really controlled everyone's psychology.

The old emperor raised his hand and stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

"It is said that Master Xuyun is hidden in the world and lives in ignorance of the world. It is my blessing to see him today. According to Master Xuyun, Master Yi'an will still be the presidency of Baohua Temple from now on. As for Monk Jingyi, the name of Master Xuyun is temporarily removed and he followed Master Xuyun to practice in secret."

As soon as this said, the monk Jingyi in front of the hall swayed and almost fell down. The monks and ordinary monks behind him were all surprised and looked on their faces. Unexpectedly, the old emperor could give such instructions, and they all didn't know where to go.

The originally trembling Master Yian quickly walked out from behind, shook away the two monks who were supporting him, rushed to the front of the old emperor and Master Xuyun, tidied up the monk's robe, and quickly saluted the two of them separately.
Chapter completed!