Chapter 2664 No one can be rich without windfall, Buddhist Zen Sound Mount Sumeru

At dusk, His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress had returned to Chang'an City, leaving only His Highness the Prince and the chief officials of the ministries to preside over the remaining sessions. The six-subject examination was finally over, and it was time to release the results.

Hundreds of candidates stood quietly on the large stone flat, standing on tiptoes and looking up at the empty shadow wall, like hundreds of geese stretching their long necks after starving for several days. , waiting to be fed.

Several academy teachers walked out slowly from the building and bowed slightly to His Royal Highness. After being confirmed by the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette, the teachers stepped on the wooden table, dragged a bucket of rice pulp, and randomly pasted a big red paper on the shadow. on the wall.

A roaring sound like the waves sounded, and hundreds of candidates were like those hundreds of geese that finally saw the food. They could no longer suppress their emotions and rushed towards the shadow wall with a coaxing sound.

Ning Que held Sangsang's cold little hand and was staggered by the crowd, but in the end he fought his way through and squeezed to the bottom of the shadow wall. The first thing he saw was the list of etiquette and calligraphy. At the bottom of the paper, he found his name.

"Ning Que...Ding is the last one."

The same was true for his calligraphy scores. Ning Que rubbed his head in annoyance and muttered to himself.

"No, even if I answered blindly, I wrote so many words, and my handwriting is so good. Could it be that the person who corrected my paper was a female examiner?"

Ning Que's eyes moved to both sides uncontrollably - Oh! He widened his eyes and looked at the top of the list of mathematics, imperialism, and archery. He looked at the exact same names and felt that he was dazzled, so he read them out subconsciously.

"Ning Que, Class A is the best! Class A is the best! Or Class A is the best?"

Hearing Ning Que's unconscious voice, the voices of the candidates congratulating each other below the screen wall gradually became quieter. Previously, the candidates would only look for their own names, and then they would look at the names of those already famous talents. Few people would pay attention to the unknown people on the list, and naturally they did not notice the same names.

"Who is Ning Que?"

"Who is Ning Que?"

"Ace in three subjects?"

Some people looked up at the screen wall in shock, exclaimed in surprise, and asked their companions around them, trying to find out who Ning Que, who was in the third grade, was.

The dusk has thickened, and the golden light has turned the mountain behind the academy into a very high altar. There seems to be a warmth in the seams between the bluestones on the stone flat, urging people to go back. However, they already know that the admission test The test takers did not leave, however. They gathered around a corner of the stone ping, sizing up the young candidate who looked extremely ordinary. Occasionally they would pay attention to the little maid next to him, and from time to time they would turn their heads and whisper something.

The eyes of the candidates were very complicated. Some were puzzled and shocked. Some candidates were able to pass the top three subjects in the admission examination, surpassing the famous talented scholar, Xie Sangongzi of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and no one had heard of it beforehand. Ning Que is a completely unknown person.

His archery and archery skills are nothing more than that. Ning Que was recommended by the military and might be able to hone his skills on the frontier grasslands. However, his math skills are also top-notch. You must know that Xie Chengyun and Zhong Dajun Three candidates with high hopes, Wang Ying and Wang Ying, only got an A grade in this subject.

"How did you take the math exam?"

The fast-talking candidate couldn't help but raise his doubts, and was immediately responded to by some people, who were doubtful and incomprehensible, and their tone was somewhat tough and unconvincing.

The Military Ministry selected more than 70 candidates this year, which already made many people in Chang'an City unhappy. As a candidate recommended by the Military Ministry, Ning Que actually took the top spot in three subjects, surpassing most people, and even more This made many children from aristocratic families unhappy.

"What's there to object to? Ning Que is my friend, do you know who he is? He's the kind of guy who goes to Hongxiu to drink wine and call girls without paying any money! Is there anything else in this world that he can't do? "

A dandy stood up first. This man was the son of a rich man in Chang'an City, Chu Youxian. He and Ning Que were close friends. They often went to Hongxiu to play together, and they had a close friendship.

It is said that among the young people in Chang'an City, the most effective thing is not to compare whose father has a greater official position or whose family earns more money. For an open and active society like the Tang Dynasty, social status and The accumulation of wealth will change drastically at any time, and it seems too vulgar and tasteless. What they value more is the individual's talent, reputation and strength, and who is the most popular in Chang'an City.

Of course, if you want to get along well in Chang'an City, you cannot completely ignore the role of family background, but there are always places that are not very concerned about family background, such as Hongxiu Zhao, such as the canteens of various ministries, so who can These places are rampant and have become places for competition with each other.

Chu Youxian said that Ning Que didn't have to spend money to drink wine and call girls at Hongxiu. It was not meant to be humiliating, but to actually support him and help him build his reputation. Sure enough, when they heard that Ning Que was able to defeat the red-sleeved move that no one dared to offend, the expressions of the young men and women in Chang'an suddenly changed, and they looked at Ning Que with a sense of awe.

Ning Que took this opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd with his maid, and Chu Youxian quickly followed after seeing this.

"I forgot to ask just now, how did you do in the exam?"

Chu Youxian sighed and said sadly without any concealment.

"Ning Que, I don't understand. There seems to be something wrong with this world."

Ning Que was shocked when he heard this, his body stiffened slightly, and he asked quickly.

"What went wrong?"

Chu Youxian looked at Ning Que, his wretched face showing great sorrow and distress, and said incomprehensibly.

"You know, the old man in my family spent two thousand taels of silver to buy me a qualification for the admission test. I just came here to get a wife, and I answered all six subjects blindly. When the results were released, I saw that I I passed the admission exam with four B-level subjects!"

Ning Que was stunned and speechless, and after a while he sincerely praised him.

"You really don't show your true face."

"Don't show your face!"

Chu Youxian's face looked as if the old man in his family had died, and he said in despair.

"I obviously don't know how to answer any question. I answered them all randomly. Some even handed in blank papers. How can I still get a B grade? This only means that the teachers in the college are crazy."

Ning Que thought for a while but had no clue and could only guess.

"Could it be that your family used the money?"

Hearing this, Zu Youxian became even more angry, his eyes widened, and he said loudly.

"Who has ever heard that you can study in an academy with money? And the old man only paid two thousand taels of silver. Two thousand taels is only enough for me to stay in Red Sleeves for four months. It's enough to do this shit!"

Far away in Chang'an City, sitting on an armchair deep in a certain silver shop in the east city, a very fat old man was looking at his own account books and sighing with tearful eyes.

"Two hundred thousand taels of silver! Xian'er, my father sold most of the family property and expected you to get ahead. You can't disappoint my father. Who the hell said that the academy doesn't charge money? It's true. That’s too cruel, that means you don’t take any fucking small money!”

Chu Youxian didn't know that in order to let him enter the academy, the old man in his family made a huge gamble that he had never made during the years of turmoil in the shopping mall. He was still aggrieved and felt that the teachers in the academy had collectively gone crazy.

In a quiet courtyard of the academy, Zhao Wuhao sat comfortably at the desk with a stack of banknotes on it, and said happily with a bit of satisfaction on his face.

"This money is so profitable. Just by putting a person in the academy, you can get two hundred thousand taels of silver. It's true that no one can be rich without windfall!"

Suddenly, a scholar's figure appeared in the small courtyard. Zhao Wuhao reacted quickly, grabbed all the banknotes with his hand on the desk, and looked at him with an innocent look on his face. Mr. Li slowly asked.

"How did you come?"

Li Manman's cheek twitched slightly. He didn't expect that Zhao Wuhao could do such a thing. If it was other teachers' feedback, he was kept in the dark.

"You took the money and brought an ignorant and ignorant dandy into the academy. How could I not come?"

"It's nothing! Don't talk nonsense! I am an innocent person, how could I do such a thing?"

Zhao Wuhao seemed to have been deeply humiliated. He slammed the desk angrily, stood up and asked angrily.

"Do you have any evidence? How can you just talk nonsense and slander good people?"

"Li Manman, in vain I still regard you as a close friend. You actually look at me like this. It really disappoints me!"

Li slowly looked at Zhao Wuhao, who was raking him down. He could hardly keep the gentleness on his face. He glanced at Zhao Wuhao's sleeves and said speechlessly.

"You should hide the banknotes in your sleeves first, and it's not too late to explain!"

Zhao Wuhao lowered his head and glanced at his sleeves, and several large banknotes were revealed. He calmly stuffed them into his sleeves and said nonchalantly.

"You saw it wrong just now. That's not a bank note, it's just a few words written by me!"

Li Manman had nothing to do with Zhao Wuhao. Such a face, which was as thick as the wall of Chang'an City, was not something he could pierce, so he had no choice but to quote the master's words.

"The teacher said, it's just this once, it won't be the same next time!"

"Also, since you have accepted the money, you should quickly send the lecturer away. He is always wandering outside the academy, so there is no solution!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuhao had a bright smile on his face, walked up to Li Manman, reached out and patted the other person on the shoulder, said very cheerfully with great strength.

"Don't worry, I have long wanted to learn the methods of Xuankong Temple. Last time, the old monk retreated without a fight, which made me very disappointed!"

Zhao Wuhao's figure suddenly disappeared and entered Wuju. His target was naturally the first lecturer.

Wujian is one of the most miraculous cultivation methods in the world. It is an astonishing magical power above the five realms. It is like controlling the wind or riding on clouds. It can cross mountains and ridges and cross countries in a moment. There is no movement technique in the world that can be faster than Wuju, not even the sword master Liu Bai's Ten Thousand Miles Sword.

Looking at the lecturer sitting cross-legged more than ten feet away, Zhao Wuhao's clothes were shaking slightly, dust was slowly rising, his expression was extremely solemn, and his body was extremely heavy, as if he could not take another step.

If you look carefully, you can even see that the cloth shoes on Zhao Wuhao's feet have not touched the ground. They are still about half an inch away from the soil, but they cannot move forward one point.

At this moment, a sound of chanting sutras slowly sounded. The leader of the sutra lecturer sat cross-legged, holding a tin staff in his hand, his face solemn and solemn, and his voice sounded like the voice of the Buddha.

"Thus I heard: The three realms are all impermanent, everything exists and does not have happiness, there is the nature of Tao, everything is empty, there is no wind or dew, there is no fog or electricity, and this pure and quiet contemplation arises from that body."

This Buddhist scripture comes from the Dacixu Scroll. This Buddhist scripture talks about Zhao Wuhao.

As the sound of the Buddha sounded, the surrounding environment suddenly changed strangely. The spring breeze stopped blowing, the air stopped flowing, and the entire space fell into a frozen state.

There was silence and tranquility all around. Following the Buddha's voice, everything in the world returned to its original state millions of years ago. It was so peaceful that it made people feel palpitating. In a world of absolute tranquility, how can one travel with the wind without wind? How can one step on dew and fly without dew? How can we pass through fog without fog? How can one's body and mind be as strong as electricity without electricity?

Zhao Wuhao's figure was forced to hover in this pure world, with his feet not touching the ground, and then slowly falling down. The scholar's shirt gradually became quiet and no longer trembled, but his face was extremely calm, as if he was in such a state. No worries at all.

If there are laws in the world, there must be flaws. Although the realm of distance is mysterious and magical, it is not unbreakable. The leader of the lecture is worthy of being the top master in the world. Of all the laws in the world, only fast ones cannot be broken, and the fastest realm of distance is , it was actually broken today!

Zhao Wuhao's expression was as usual, as if he was not surprised by the methods used by the lecturer. He stretched out his right index finger in the air, pointed at the lecturer in the distance, and drew horizontally and vertically, as hard as an iron hook. This was a magical talisman. The hash mark!

Zhao Wuhao's powerful thoughts surged out, mobilizing the vast and turbulent vitality of heaven and earth. The spring breeze suddenly rose, and invisible wind blades were like the sharpest swords in the world. The body surged forward, and the energy of the entire world rioted, tearing apart the white clouds in the sky and lifting up the sand and gravel on the ground. In an instant, the color of the world changed and became extremely dark, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

"Thus I heard: The three realms are all impermanent, everything exists and does not have happiness, there is the nature of Tao, everything is empty, there is no wind or dew, there is no fog or electricity, and this pure and quiet contemplation arises from that body."

The sutras in the first lecture continued to echo in the open mountains and fields, as distant as the sound of bells, as quiet as the sound of wooden fish, as subtle as the sound of burning incense, and as deeply rooted in people's hearts as the sound of Buddha's voice.

As the first verse of the lecture slowly came out, the violent vitality between heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into a state of inertia, so quiet that it could not be mobilized!

As the sound of the scriptures entered his ears, Zhao Wuhao's sea of ​​consciousness began to gradually become silent. He did not want to mobilize any thought power at all. His body gradually relaxed and he just wanted to sit down and listen to the scriptures. Even the vitality in his body became much calmer. It starts to get slow!

Zhao Wuhao had a look of surprise on his face. He looked at the lecturer who was sitting cross-legged. He didn't expect that this old monk actually had such a method. He was indeed a being who could fight against the Master. He slowly said .

“Just follow your words!”

Everything was empty, the wind blades dissipated and disappeared completely. It was like returning to the first years of the human world. At that time, there was no breath of heaven and earth between heaven and earth, so how could one mobilize and control the breath of heaven and earth.

The leader of the lecture hall is the supreme leader of the Xuankong Temple, and his disciples have a higher status than the leader of the Discipline Hall. The reason for this is because the Xuankong Temple is originally a place to lecture on behalf of the Buddha.

The first lecturer is above the five realms. He has his own Buddha realm, so he is a Buddha in the human world. The scriptures he preaches in the human world are Buddhist scriptures, and the words he speaks are the words of the Buddha. The words of the Buddha are who he is. The rules of the world.

There was no wind in the world, and the scholar's shirt was not moving in the wind. Zhao Wuhao looked at the lecturer sitting cross-legged, with a calm face and an unexpected look on his face, and said.

"I didn't expect you to be able to achieve this level of cultivation."

The leader of the lecture had a calm look on his face, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Zhao Wuhao and said.

"Many years ago, I was defeated at the hands of the Master, which allowed me to see a higher realm. For so many years, I never left the Xuankong Temple, and read the scriptures tirelessly every night, and finally refined the Buddha's words."

A few verses of the sutra in the first lecture can affect the atmosphere of heaven and earth on such a large scale around the White Pagoda Temple. Using the words of Buddha to create a world on its own in the human world is really terrifying.

Zhao Wuhao also had to admit again that this old monk sitting cross-legged and holding a staff was the most powerful practitioner he had ever seen in his life, besides the Master. He was stronger than all the Master's disciples put together. He is worthy of being the living Buddha, the supreme being of Buddhism.

The sound of Buddhist scriptures, the mountain wind stopped, and the air was stagnant. The surrounding mountains and fields seemed to have turned into a Buddhist country from the beginning of the world. The atmosphere of heaven and earth became extremely peaceful, vaguely connected to a certain realm above the five realms of Taoism, but it also brought With a powerful sense of subjugation, in such a world, practitioners cannot control the vitality of heaven and earth, and are no different from ordinary people.

In the land of the human Buddha, the Buddha's words kept ringing like distant bells. Zhao Wuhao remained extremely calm, his eyes finally shone with supreme edge, and he spoke slowly.

"A scholar who cherishes his home is not enough to be a scholar; a Buddha who cherishes the world is not enough to be called a Buddha."

Zhao Wuhao's words were very slow and elegant. His voice was still as gentle as usual and seemed very approachable, but his tone was extremely firm and sharp.

As soon as these words came out, the originally peaceful world suddenly underwent some very subtle changes, and a faint crackling sound could be heard.

The leader of the lecturer's expression suddenly became solemn, he looked at him in surprise, and his right hand left the tin staff. Gradually a breeze began to rise from the ground, and the frozen lake began to ripple in small circles. The green weeds seemed to be moved diagonally by invisible threads, then swung back and began to sway for the first time. The world of the Buddhist Kingdom was swept away. Broken.

The expression on the face of the leader of the lecturer was extremely complicated. He did not expect that Zhao Wuhao's casual words would break his own rules and destroy his Buddhist world.

As the breeze picked up again, the grass swayed, and the ripples between the sky and the earth gradually expanded. The expression of the leader of the lecturer became more solemn. He stretched out his right hand and pointed at Zhao Wuhao and said quickly.

"This is what I heard: There is a mountain called Sumeru. It is 168,000 yojanas high. It can fill the sea of ​​storms and suppress all demons."

The vitality of heaven and earth, which had been silent before, suddenly rolled violently. Ordinary people could not see it at all, but practitioners could sense those rolling like heavy rain clouds and sense the horror contained within them. Power causes people to have extremely strong fear instinctively, and they want to avoid it impatiently.

The violent vitality of heaven and earth suddenly compressed at an unimaginable speed, and then turned into a substantial Mount Sumeru, bursting out of the air and blasting towards Zhao Wuhao's body!

The mountains and fields were still quiet, without any sound, but Zhao Wuhao felt as if an invisible mountain had pressed down on his shoulders.