Chapter 172: East Palace

Wang Ping'an pointed at Hui Zheng and said, "You are not that...ah, I remember, aren't you the eminent monk in Inspiration Temple?" He looked at the dilapidated temple and thought to himself, "It's really hard to be a monk here, far less painful than the hardships of White Horse Temple. That old monk is so stylish!"

Huizheng was also very surprised, but after all, he had recited Buddhist scriptures a lot, and he was not showing his emotions. His surprised expression just flashed by, then he put his palms on his hands, bent down slightly, and said, "Amitabha, it turns out that he is the little donor of Ping An. You have come to Chang'an and come to visit me in my temple again. Thank you!"

Wang Ping'an grinned, thinking about telling the truth, but feeling that to be honest, it hurt Huizheng's face a little, so he had to say, "It turns out that Master Huizheng is actually in the temple. We meet again. Are you okay?"

Di Renjie said, "Why, my brother knows this little master?"

Wang Ping'an was a little embarrassed, nodded and said, "Brother, this is Master Huizheng, this is my new brother named Di Renjie." The latter sentence was said to Huizheng.

Huizheng greeted Di Renjie again, and his courtesy was very good. Di Renjie took out a letter from his arms and said, "It turns out that he is a monk of the Hui generation. He is so respectful and respectful. I dare to ask the host if he is here. I have a letter here and I want to hand it over!" He handed over the letter.

Huizheng did not receive the letter, his face was quite sad, and said, "My teacher passed away a few days ago. I rushed back a little late, but I didn't see my teacher for the last time!"

Di Renjie said a word. He didn't expect that the presidency in the temple passed away. His father had some friendship with the presidency in the Inspiration Temple. This time he went to Beijing, and Di's father wrote a letter and asked the presidency to take care of Yi Er, but he didn't expect that the Inspiration Temple was already unowned!

Seeing that Di Renjie stretched out his hand and couldn't retreat, Wang Ping'an took the letter and said to Huizheng: "Master Huizheng's Day is a pity!" He turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Di Renjie, and shook it with the letter. That means asking, is there any important things in this letter?

Di Renjie was very clever and immediately understood and shook his head gently. This letter was reminiscent of the past by his father and the presidency of Inspiration Temple, and he also asked the presidency to take care of himself. If the presidency is gone, then this letter will be useless.

Wang Ping'an stuffed the letter back into Di Renjie's hand, and was about to speak, but the young monk behind him said, "Uncle Master, there is a certificate of tribute here, it is... the uncle of this great master!" He could find a gap and could speak, and with his sturdy scalp, he handed the certificate of quotation that showed the uncle of quotation Wang Ping'an to Huizheng.

Even if Hui Zheng was calm, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face this time. After receiving the certificate, his surprise turned into horror in a blink of an eye. He said, "The host in front of the White Horse Temple has passed away for many years. How could the little donor Ping An become his disciple?"

Wang Ping'an laughed a few times, and then said a few points about what happened in Luoyang. After hearing this, Huizheng was stunned. After a while, he murmured: "This is really a coincidence. I have always wanted to cross Ping'an Xiao... Master Nianyou came out of the sea of ​​suffering, but I missed Master Nianju but took the lead!"

In fact, the monks in various temples do not have strict seniority titles. Everyone shouted casually according to their age. Like Nian Ku, they called Hui Zheng’s master the senior brother, but also called Hui Zheng a master. It is based on their level of cultivation in Buddhism and is definitely not a true seniority. But Hui Zheng had to call him Master Uncle, and in this way, Wang Ping'an became his Master Uncle!

Wang Ping'an wiped his forehead and said, "It's already quite hot this day. If you call me uncle, I'm sweating all over. Don't call me that way. Just call me "I'm not sick." We may not have any difference in seniority!"

Hui Zheng handed over the certificate to Wang Ping'an, but said, "I will never be able to use it. How can I make mistakes in my seniority? My uncle can be easy-going, but my nephew cannot be arrogant!"

Di Renjie smiled on his face. Although he felt that he shouldn't have smiled at this time, he really couldn't bear it. If Wang Ping'an was his uncle, then wouldn't he become his uncle too!

Wang Ping'an didn't want to get entangled in such a problem. He glanced at the dilapidated temple and said tactfully: "After your master passed away, your uncle or brother went to other temples to hold orders. How many people are left behind in this temple?"

He said this, but he felt very sorry. Seeing the dilapidated scene of the temple, it would not be possible in a few years. It is estimated that Master Huizheng is not a person who is not very knowledgeable about the world. There are nerds among scholars, and there are probably not smooth enough among monks. Buddhism may be very good, but the ability of the Everbright Temple is insufficient. If the former host of Inspiration Temple has the ability to get close to people when you see them, the temple will not be dilapidated and will grow grass in the yard!

Hui Zheng was silent for a while before he said sadly: "The monks of He Temple have all gone out to practice asceticism and practice virtues, and only I am a monk and him are left in the temple!" He looked at the young monk and said again: "He is the disciple of a senior brother of me. Now he stays in the temple to manage civil affairs."

Is there any trouble? No wonder the other monks ran away, and he was the only one left. With this Dharma name, other temples dare not accept him!

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Forget it, why do you want to say these troubles? Say something happy!" But the scene in front of him was so desolate, but he couldn't think of any happy words.

Di Renjie said, "For ordinary people, if you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune. For the temple, the same is true. Now it is like this. How bad can it be? No matter how bad it is, it will be more prosperous, so Master Huizheng doesn't have to worry!"

Before anyone could speak, the little monk couldn't help it and said, "It can be worse, for example, it caught a fire..."

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, don't be in trouble anymore! Go, go out on the street now, lead my horse and wander around the street. If someone asks you who this horse belongs to, you can lead him to the temple to see me!"

The little monk hurriedly agreed and went out to lead the white dragon horse and was about to leave. Wang Ping'an added: "If it's a soldier, then forget it, don't bring them here!"

After being sent away, Wang Ping'an said, "Master Huizheng, we can't stand in the yard and talk. If there is tea and food, please take some out. It's so late, and we haven't eaten or drunk yet."

Hui Zheng hurriedly said, "Uncle Nianyou, just call me my nephew." Then he smiled bitterly and said, "There is no food for guests in this temple. I just planted some vegetables in the backyard. I asked me to go out to the streets to change some food every day when I was in trouble. There is no overnight rice in the temple!"

Di Renjie hurriedly said, "I have some money here, so why not..." He turned around and looked out the door. He had already left without a trace in trouble.

Wang Ping'an entered the hall first and said, "Then let it bear it, wait until my followers come to you, and you will have whatever you want!"

When he entered the hall, Hui was very knowledgeable about Buddhism, but he was not good at treating guests. He was far from having no choice but to make words like he was thinking about suffering. He had to stare at Wang Ping'an with big eyes and was relatively speechless!

After a while, it was just getting dark when people heard people coming from outside. As soon as the temple door opened, a large group of people were hurried in. The leader was Ouyang Li.

As soon as Ouyang Li entered the yard, he shouted loudly: "Master, Master, where are you? Oh, Master, why did you come here? But we were able to find it so hard that I almost frightened me!"

Mi Xiaomiao also ran in from behind. The eunuch's face was covered in oil and sweat, and he shouted: "Ancestor, ancestor! I said it's not sick, you almost scared me to death, just a little bit, and I was scared and died!"

He was sent by the prince to invite Wang Ping'an. He had nothing to do all the way, but he lost the person when he entered Chang'an. He could not bear this responsibility. He had to be beaten to the slap. He could not even ask someone. Then he could leave anything to him in the future. If he lost favor, he would be decisive. For eunuchs, if he lost favor, his life would be over!

Wang Ping'an hurriedly came out of the hall and said, "I'm sorry, I'm worried Lord Mi!"

Mi Xiaomiao ran to him and stomped her feet and said, "I must not spare them by those bastards! But there is no hurry. When we enter the capital, we must go to the palace to pay homage to the prince immediately, but it cannot be delayed!" Without further ado, Wang Ping'an was pulled away.

Wang Ping'an had to follow him out of the Inspiration Temple. Others could not do so, so they could only wait here. Hamitti and others were reluctant to leave, so they stayed and did not go to their residence in Beijing.

On the way, Wang Ping'an asked, "Mr. Mi, it's already dark. We can't enter the palace anymore, right?"

Mi Xiaomiao said: "Of course I can't get in, but I have to report to the guards, saying that we are back. It's the matter of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but whether we can't go is our business. Etiquette is absolutely indispensable. You can't realize anything now, but if someone makes trouble behind the scenes and talks about it from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it's too late to make up for it!"

Wang Ping'an had nothing to say, so he could only follow him all the way to the gate of the East Palace.

When they arrived, the gate of the East Palace had already been locked, and it was impossible for them to enter again. Mi Xiaomiao reported to the guards. He knew that the prince would not summon him at this time, but he still pretended to be anxious and stomped his feet outside the palace gate and whipped his chest. He shouted that it was too late and he had done his tricks.

It took a long time before news came out of the palace that the prince had his life and asked them to come again tomorrow. Mi Xiaomiao then took Wang Ping'an away and returned to the Inspiration Temple.

There were many people in the convoy. Although the temple was so poor that it was not a big deal, it didn’t bother everyone. There were all food and accommodation items in the temple. Anyway, there were no other items in the temple, and there were some empty houses, so everyone stayed in the temple for a night!

Others are sleeping soundly, but Di Renjie tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He felt very surprised. Who is the eldest brother? Why does the prince want to see him?

On the fourth day of the second day, Mi Xiaomiao called Wang Ping'an and washed and dressed up. The two of them rushed to the East Palace.

From dawn to midday, the prince never summoned Wang Ping'an and let him wait outside. Wang Ping'an was dressed neatly, dressed in full formal clothes, dressed solemnly, and stood in the sun outside the palace gate, which made him sweat profusely, and couldn't stand it anymore!

Wang Ping'an said to Mi Xiaomiao, who was also sweating, "Mr. Mi, if the prince is not available today, let's go back!"

Mi Xiaomiao said, "What a joke? Even if you have to wait for a day, you have to wait! But today is also strange. Why didn't the Crown Prince summon you yet?"

"Or what if we can find a shaded place or wait in the door?" Wang Ping'an made another suggestion.

Mi Xiaomiao smiled bitterly and said, "It would be nice if you didn't let you kneel down and wait. If you bear it, maybe the prince will summon you later!"
Chapter completed!