Chapter 921 (2/2)
He Shi said reluctantly, ”master huikong and Taoist priest Huang Banxian have come. Your majesty wants to bring them into the court. During this period, you have to ask them to enter the palace every day. Your father and your father have to follow them every day.”
In the imperial study of the Imperial Palace, Fang Wenhao sat behind the dragon book case with a smile and looked at a monk in front of him.
”I still have the imperial mausoleum to guard, and there is a dragon vein under the Nanshan Mountain. It's not convenient to be an official in the Imperial Hall for the time being.” huikong began to talk nonsense solemnly.
Huang Banxian glanced at him and said, ”you can pull it down. You were granted national teacher by the former Emperor, but you don't abide by the rules and regulations all day. You drink and eat meat more naturally than anyone. It's good to say that you guard the imperial mausoleum and have boundless heaven. You really make me laugh.”
”Come on, you know what you are,” said the poor monk. ”I am a master of the Lingyin Temple, who make complaints about the wine and the meat, and the Buddha's heart.” you should have done away with the devil's way. As a result, it's not all day doing nothing, getting those things that are not there. Because a woman's house is never dying with that wizard. ”Hui Kong Tucao”.
Fang Wenhao put down the brush in his hand, looked at them helplessly and said, ”you two, in any case, there must be one person in the chaotang hall. No matter who stays, you can live in the founding father's residence and have delicious food every day ~”
Fang Wenhao had no choice but to throw out a heavy bomb. It's really tempting for these two eaters.
”Amitabha, I'm used to being free and easy. I'm not used to the red tape in the court.”
”Boundless Heavenly Master, I have been idle and wild crane all my life. I have long despised fame and wealth.”
Looking at this monk and two people singing and making peace here, how can there be a fight on the new year's day because they robbed a roast lamb leg. One by one, they sat as steady as Mount Tai, like real Buddha.
”Well, since you are determined to do so, you can't take the salary of the imperial court for nothing. Why not? I'm going to build a temple in the original mountain and use the Buddhist dharma to treat the bandits and villains in order to achieve peace in the world. What do you think of master huikong?”
Hui Kong shook his head like a rattle drum and refused to leave Nanshan Temple.
Huang Banxian turned her eyes and said with a smile: ”Your Majesty, why don't you build more Taoist temples in the original mountain? Then I can establish a sect there and carry forward my Taoist methods. Hey hey, after decades, the old bald donkey will have only one empty mountain, and I have disciples all over the world. Yes, yes, those bandits are bloody, and I like them.”
Hearing what he said, huikong was also interested. Although he now has dozens of disciples, no one can change them. If he can really use the Dharma to influence the bandits in the original mountain, he will be of great merit.
”Hey, I've been a national teacher for a long time. Now I should bear the brunt of such a thing. Old miscellaneous Mao, why don't you help me guard the imperial mausoleum. I'd better go to the original mountain. After all, there are often knife and man-made disasters there. I need the poor monk to go beyond them to the Western Paradise.”
Huang Banxian was delighted. Naturally, he knew that the climate of the original mountain was changeable, which was better than relying on the mountain village. Therefore, in line with the selfish principle of dead bald donkey rather than poor road, he made a hole in Hui this time.