A gust of wind blew gently, and the old pine tree scattered lightly with the wind, and the pine leaves fell on the old monk's shoulders. There were already a lot of pine needles piled up on his shoulders, and he had been meditating here for more than an hour.

Lin Qingran gradually calmed down his surprise, but stood there and looked at the old monk who was as if he was integrated with this place. The monk who could cultivate to this level must be a monk who looked down on the world.

Although he did not believe in Buddhism, he also understood that such a monk who could transcend the world was worthy of respect. The officialdom was fascinated by fame and fortune, so he was always trapped in struggle and gradually lost himself.

On the contrary, this monk who is willing to be poor and devoted to goodness has become a bystander who is far away from the world. Seeing things that most people cannot see, he is also more objective about things.

The old monk wearing gray cotton cloth seemed to have already realized that Lin Shiran had already noticed Lin Shiran's existence, and suddenly asked indifferently: "Donor, are you worried?"

Lin Qingran looked at the old monk for a long time. When he heard him suddenly speak, he was slightly surprised, but he answered honestly: "I am not upset in my heart, but I am curious about you!"

Once upon a time, he also had the idea of ​​becoming a monk. However, whether in his previous life or in this life, this idea was extremely short-lived, but he could not give up the fame and fortune of the world.

He was indeed curious about a person who could transcend these things.

"Curious about me?" The old monk opened his eyes slightly unexpectedly, looked at Lin Weiran in front of him seriously and bowed: "The donor is really different from ordinary people! Amitabha, me is the presidency of this temple without name!"

"Wu Ming? I dare to ask why the host took this Dharma name?" Lin Qingran found that the old monk was completely different from the monk he had seen before, and immediately said even more confused.

The Wuming host looked at Lin Weiran seriously again, and replied seriously: "Because I am already Wuming!"

"Are you an orphan?" Lin Weiran speculated.

The Wuming host shook his head gently and said, "No, I am not the case. I went to Beijing to study at the Imperial College in the past and passed by Yangzhou. When I visited Daming Temple, I was addicted to it and then decided to become a monk!"

"In this way, you will have a name!" Lin Xuran didn't expect that the monk was actually a scholar, so he said seriously.

The Wuming host did not agree with this statement, but shook his head gently and said, "Yes, that is also the name of my monk when I was a scholar, but later on, I am a cicada or a pig, so I am a poor man.

The monk should have no name!"

"The host believes in reincarnation, but he cannot recall his previous life, so he claims to be nameless, right?" Lin Qingran knew very well about Buddhism's belief in reincarnation, so he carefully analyzed the Tao.

The Wuming host shook his head seriously and said, "No, I remember that I was a cicada in my previous life and I came here. This is also the reason why I want to stay here!"

"Do you really remember?" Lin Xuran was secretly surprised and asked seriously.

The Wuming President thought about it carefully, but suddenly shook his head and said, "This is no longer important!"

"Why?" Lin Qingran asked in confusion again.

The Wuming host looked at Lin Qingran and said with a cicada intently: "It's good to be a cicada in the past life, but it's all over the place. Now I am looking for the Buddha and doing good deeds, and this life is enough!"

After years of hardship in the officialdom, Lin Qingran is already very good at observing his appearance. Looking at the old monk's behavior, he knows that the other party is not just a false statement, but has put down everything.

The host Wuming looked up at Lin Qingran and said again: "I have been watching the Xuan for forty years. I have been watching people! Although your face is dusk, you have already seen the sun. If you can let go of your previous life, you will definitely be blessed.

For the common people!”

"The presidency is wrong. I have not passed away, I am a common person!" Lin Qinran became a little alert and immediately denied it.

The Wuming host looked at Lin Qingran with a smile, but he warned seriously: "I have said this. I hope the donor will let go of his rebirth as soon as possible and become a wise man in the current dynasty!"

"Late child leaves!" Although Lin Qingran was wary, he still bowed respectfully.

After coming out of the garden, I saw that it was getting late, so I went to look for Hua Yingrong. However, Hua Yingrong arrived at the vegetarian hall, where I was enjoying the vegetarian food here gracefully.

Lin Qingran looked at Hua Yingrong with elegant manners from afar, and then he realized that this woman actually had a Buddha nature scattered, but she didn't know if she was a disciple under Guanyin in her previous life.

After simply using the vegetarian dishes here with Hua Yingrong, the two of them had no intention of spending the night here, so they left the temple together.

Hua Yingrong looked at the dilapidated scenes in the dining hall. Before leaving, she donated another 500 taels of money, which made the monk here insist on leaving their names.

Lin Weiran hesitated for a moment, and finally kept his ink pen with his pen, and then he left with Hua Yingrong.

The two returned along the way, but arrived at Shouxi Lake, but did not change to a cruise ship, but continued to take a carriage and headed towards the north gate of Yangzhou City along a straight road.

It was at this time that the Yangzhou Prefectural Courtyard seemed tense.

After several days of endurance, Yanglai, commander of Yangzhou Guard, broke into the Yangzhou Prefecture Prison with more than 20 hearts. During this period, he was not blocked. The prison head even held the keys to help open the cell.

Although Commander Yang had a backer, he was cautious in his actions. After learning that Lin Qingran had gone to Daming Temple, he decided to break into the Yangzhou prison and take his son away directly.

Of course, he would not forget the transaction and would bring Xu Yuanji and others together. As for Lin Qingran to blame him, his promotion and demotion were all in the Ministry of War, and it was not the turn of this imperial envoy to decide his future.

"Thank you, Commander Yang, for your rescue. I will be rewarded in the future!" Xu Yuanji bowed to Yang, and his depression these days also swept away the empty passage.

Commander Yang knew the origin of this young master and replied, "Young Master Xu, you are polite. The ship is closed. The situation will be really out of control in the future. Please ask Mr. Xu to help me!"

"Sure!" Xu Yuanji's eyes narrowed slightly and bowed seriously.

But without commanding the commander, he and Lin Qiran have already formed a grudge. Whether for his dignity or the reputation of the Xu family, he will give Lin Qiran a fatal blow.

“Get out of here!”

Commander Yang took Xu Yuanji and others out of the prison gate, but saw the Yangzhou Promoter Xu Changqing and a group of yamen servants blocking there, and immediately scolded him in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!