It is a strange thing to meet a monk for no reason and invite you to have tea, but the invitee is extraordinary and has a considerate manner. When looking at the followers around you, it is also of extraordinary origin.

Chen Zhi thought about it and saw a hint of clue from the behavior and expression of the Ming Dharma monk. He looked around and agreed.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in today's era, and sometimes it can be spread as an interesting story.

Then, Chen Zhi led the way and came to a tea shop.

The tea shops around Zhongzheng Mansion are quite elegant and have a private room specially provided for high-ranking officials and nobles.

This is not the first time Chen Zhi has come. He has come from the shopkeeper to the hall to greet him. He is also polite to Ming Faseng and others, showing his humility.

Soon, several people came to the elegant seat, and only three people entered. It was Chen Zhi, Ming Dharma Monk, and the young man in white, and the others were guarding outside the door.

This detail fell into Chen Zhi's eyes, making him think.

"Master Chen," Ming Fashen said unbearable as soon as he sat down, "I have read your Master's Talk and was deeply inspired. This time I came here to ask for advice on several of the issues."

Chen Zhi nodded, his eyes swept over the young man in white, a little confused.

Logically speaking, after such an abrupt invitation, one should always indicate one another's identity after sitting down. Both sides of Chen Zhi's identity knew that Ming Fashen had briefly introduced himself, but the young man in white only smiled, but he didn't say anything more. Those who didn't know thought it was Ming Fashen's entourage, but looking at the few people guarding the door, he knew that this person was definitely not a servant.

Chen Zhi didn't say it out loud, and listened to the few questions Ming Fashen asked and answered them one by one, making the monk nod from time to time.

The whole meeting was calm. Half an hour passed, and a person guarding outside the door walked in, came to the side of the young man in white and said a few words. The young man nodded, and then said, "Master, news is coming over there."

Ming Faseng nodded and then said to Chen Zhi: "Donor Chen, I will talk to you for a while. I have a lot of gains. I will ask the donor for advice if I have the chance. Today we still have trivial matters, so I can only say goodbye first. I hope you don't blame me. I will come to the door to claim the crime in the future."

"Master, go, just go." Chen Zhi said this, his eyes swept over the young man in white, because this person has no intention of introducing himself until now, and something abnormal will happen.

Perhaps because he felt Chen Zhi's sight, the young man in white smiled and said, "I have read Mr. Chen's articles, and I was shocked at that time. After listening to the teacher's personal explanation, I found that the many mysterious things inside had not been understood in the past. I must ask for advice if I have time. It is a blessing to meet them today, but I hope to forgive some things."

After the obscure apology, the two of them took the opportunity to say goodbye, settled the tea money, and left directly.

The sudden arrival and bizarre departure made Chen Zhi have many thoughts and think of the invitation.

"My trip to Zhongzheng Mansion has happened temporarily. Even if the people from Chen Mansion have not received much information in time, this Mingfa Sang came from another place and only passed by Pengcheng halfway through the middle of the journey, but he could grasp my traces and come over immediately. If you just admire my articles, it would be unreasonable. Compared to talking, it would be interesting to have come over to check in."

He also got up and left, thinking while walking, recalling the details of the conversation just now, and gradually gained ideas.

"When Mingfasan asked, he seemed to be asking "The Master's Talk", but many details were deliberately peeking at my views on Buddhism, metaphysics and scriptures. Because I couldn't figure out the purpose of this person, I reserved it. When I went back, I had to ask Lu Ying, Tao Ya and others what the origin of this Mingfasan."

On the other side, Ming Fashen and the young man in white were walking on the other side, also talking about Chen Zhi.

"I heard Mr. Chen's words and words, so I am a person with a background. No wonder I can write the master's words. After listening to his explanation, the details of the master's words were displayed, which was a little deeper than my original understanding." The young man in white praised him and admired Chen Zhi very much.

After hearing this, Ming Faseng asked with a smile: "Master Cao, since he admires Master Chen so much, why not report to his family and invite him to discuss the matter so that he can avoid running again in the future."

The young man in white smiled bitterly and said, "This is not possible. How can I make a decision for the teacher? It is because I am worried about this that I did not introduce my origin. I am worried about showing my identity, but I cannot invite it. It is even more rude and may misunderstand Mr. Chen."

Mingming's monk smiled and said, "According to what I saw, Master Cao has not revealed his identity for a long time, so Master Chen is very confused."

The young man in white shook his head helplessly, changed his subject and asked, "Let's not talk about this for now, Master, it is rumored that you suffered a loss because of Mr. Chen. The whole temple is all interested in debating with Mr. Chen once to regain his reputation. Unexpectedly, this meeting was so peaceful, and he really deserved to be a monk."

"Hahaha," Ming Fashen smiled, then shook his head, "No need to praise Mr. Cao. I am in Buddhism, but I am not enlightened enough, and I can't see through some things. A debate with Mr. Chen is inevitable, but this time I saw him, but I did not think of this, but just wanted to meet the person."

The young man in white suddenly became interested and asked, "Well, what does Mr. Chen see?"

The monk Ming smiled faintly and said: "I should be praised by the best-quality master Chen's style. He is handsome, clear, appropriate, and moderate in his words. When I asked about his writing, I heard that this person is knowledgeable and profound in his background. However, due to his vision, he was trapped in the principles of the article and could not see the great wisdom of the world." Speaking of this, he also showed a little regret.

The young man in white became more interested and asked, "You can tell these by just a simple conversation? Could this be the magical power of Buddhism?"

Ming Fashen shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said, "This is what he revealed in his words. He saw the hearts of the people and wrote the master's words, but he did not see the great power behind the hearts of the people, and did not touch the true wisdom." At this point, he clasped his hands together and bowed gently. The treasure was solemn, giving people a feeling of being up to the mountains.

When the young man in white saw it, he also felt respectful and understood why his teacher invited several Buddhist monks to the north at this time. He also knew why that prince was willing to promote Buddhist sayings, despite being resisted a lot.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help asking again: "Since that's the case, will the master ask him to argue in the future?"

Ming Fashen looked open-minded and smiled and said, "I still have to take this step. Just as I said, I have not seen through some things and have not realized enough."

The more he said this, the more the young man in white felt that this monk had a high level.

The two of them went to the inn where they were standing. When they passed, they walked out of the alley next to them. It was Zuo Yuan and Zuo Jing and his nephew.

After hearing the news about Chen Zhi, the two of them rushed to Zhongzheng Mansion, but they were one step late and rushed to the empty house. Unexpectedly, when they went back, they met Ming Faseng and the others.

Looking at the direction where Ming Faseng and others left, Zuo Jing whispered: "That man seems to be Mr. Cao. He is here to invite famous scholars in Xuzhou. The concierge of Zhongzheng Mansion just said that he would invite Mr. Chen away. The Buddhist monk next to him was solemn and looked like a Taoist monk. He must have been invited. At this time, he set out to the north and was one of the most core people."

Zuo Yuan nodded, but said, "Don't think about this. The Xingtan Proposition is not comparable to my Zuo Family's literary association. This time, the discussion involves several parties, so it will be passed on to me and other Qingzhou families to pass on the message, which will attract several other Daxing literary associations. Otherwise, it would not end up like this. The most urgent task is to ensure that Mr. Chen Zhi is invited. Even if Mr. Cao is here to invite Mr. Chen, it will not conflict with my Zuo Family's literary association, and it will even be helpful!"

Zuo Jing nodded and said, "Since Mr. Chen has left Zhongzheng Mansion and we have missed it again, we can only go to the manor outside the city to pay homage."

Zuo Yuan thought for a while, but said, "You can visit Mr. Chen's house in the city. Since he entered the city, he would not pass by the house without leaving. In order to prevent another empty space, he would have to set off immediately!"

After a few words, the two of them hurried away with several servants and gifts, and headed straight to the Chen family.

Just as the two of them thought, after farewell to the monk Ming, Chen Zhi accelerated his pace and headed straight to his home, almost reaching with his uncle and nephew of the Zuo family.

On this side, Chen Zhi and his family mentioned the matter of going out for study. The loyal servant Chen Fu was about to advise him to get married first and then go out for study. Before he could speak, a servant came to report the arrival of the uncle and nephew of the Zuo family.

"Since I am from the Zuo family, I cannot neglect it and arrange it to the main hall." Chen Zhi gave a brief order, sootheed the old servant and said, "It's not that I was on a whim, but that I happened to encounter a grand event in Qingzhou, and I have a heart to see it."

After explaining a few words, he came to the main hall and met Zuo Yuan and Zuo Jing's uncle and nephew.

"Two, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and you're still in style." Chen Zhi said politely, but with his eyesight, it's not difficult to see that the two Zuo family members were worried and came so anxious that they would definitely not go to the Three Treasures Hall when they were in the city's house for nothing.

Especially when the Zuo family was in their prime, they sent him an invitation, saying that it was the middle of the year when they attended the Zuo family literary meeting. It was still two or three months away, but they suddenly came to the door in person, and there must be a reason.

However, Chen Zhi did not say it out loud. When he saw the gift, the three of them sat down in the main and greeted each other. The uncle and nephew of the Zuo family presented some gifts. Chen Zhi accepted the local products and returned the valuables.

The atmosphere is harmonious.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Zuo Yuan made the purpose of the visit: "Mr. Chen, I'm not intimidated. I'm waiting for this time because the Wenhui Association was in advance. I came here to inform you, hoping that Mr. Chen could go to Qingzhou in advance."

"In advance?" Chen Zhi heard this, without going around, and asked, "Is it related to the discussion of Xingtan?"

Zuo Yuan and Zuo Jing looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Finally, the former said: "It is correct to say that it is related, but Xingtan's theory is the inheritance of the saints. It will not affect my Zuo family's literary association, but it does have a lot to do."
Chapter completed!