In the dry woodshed in the Great Prime Minister's Kingdom, Xian Jue, wearing a silk cassock, sat on the haystack. These hays were unusual, all of them were straws that were warmed by the sun.

There are also exquisite futons on the straw. How can the place where the host of Daxiangguo Temple is shabby?

Xianjue has lived a lot here. When he arrived at Shendu City, when he faced various difficulties, he would live alone in the woodshed in Daxiangguo Temple to think about how to deal with the difficulties.

During these times, he would do the simplest and most tiring work in the temple, chopping firewood from morning to night. When he first entered Buddhism, he was responsible for chopping firewood at Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo.

Only when chopping wood was his brain was the clearest. Although the quantity and quality of chopping wood were far inferior to that of the time, it was not important for Xianjue to come. He was just for the sake of clear mind.

The same is true at the moment. After facing Zhao Zhen's threat, Xianjue was in a dilemma. In a moment of horror, he hid in this woodshed that made him feel at ease.

Everyone has their own fear and their own safe haven. When they are threatened, they are one idea to go to a safe place to avoid the fear in their hearts.

The food in the woodshed is still exquisite vegetarian food. Various vegetarian food ingredients are extremely delicious after being processed, but only the smooth and tender tofu is Xianjue’s favorite.

However, when he saw this tofu today, Xianjue changed his face. He saw a slutch emblem on the tofu.

The grass is called "Forget the grass" from "The Book of Songs Wei Feng·Boxi": "How can we find grass? It means the back of the tree?" Now there is another way for people to call it, called "Forget the grass", which is based on the accidental spread from the palace.

As long as the Dharma passed from the palace is sure to be popular among the people, but the emblem of the sacred grass in front of you has nothing to do with the palace.

This is the emblem of the wealthy family in Dongcheng, which is used for contact. Whenever you see this emblem, someone in the wealthy family will contact you.

Xian Juexin picked up the emblem, and there was indeed a wax ball underneath. He carefully checked the surroundings of the wax ball to make sure that no one had touched his hands and feet before he could use a sharp knife to lift it open.

The note was full of fly-headed calligraphy. Xianjue took out a scripture from his arms and looked through the specific page number to get the content on the note. This is a secret letter of connection between Buddhism and the wealthy families in Dongcheng.

The content of the secret letter is very simple, with hundreds of words sprinkled in one sentence: "Under the old locust tree at the entrance of Beishi."

Xianjue picked up the porridge and walked the note. He didn't have to guess who he knew who was the person who wrote to him. I'm afraid there was no one else except Lu Yijian.

During these three periods, Xianjue had been thinking about it for a long time. After thinking about it, he felt that these were all opportunities for Buddhist liberation.

He is not a person who desires power or wealth. On the contrary, he is obsessed with the belief in his heart. From beginning to end, he believes that what he is obsessed with is something that ordinary people cannot feel.

While the Dongcheng wealthy family is using Buddhism, the Buddhists are also using the Dongcheng wealthy family. The two parties are not inseparable, but mutually utilizing each other.

When he saw the emblem of the sacred grass, Xianjue knew that he had to make a choice. He had already considered everything in these three times, and it was time to talk to the wealthy families in Dongcheng.

It is impossible to make him give up the mutual support between the wealthy families in Dongcheng. After all, Buddhism still exists in the Song Dynasty, but the trip to Tubo is also necessary, otherwise no one in the official family will be able to get through it.

The transmission of news is particularly important. This is the connection between Buddhism and the wealthy families in Dongcheng. Xianjue didn't know how Lu Yijian found himself, but he knew that those people had a "magnificent power" and that as long as they wanted to find someone, there was nothing they could not find.

It seems that I really have to talk to Lu Yijian. The Xianjue who was hiding in the woodshed had already made a choice, and the relationship between the emperor and the wealthy families in Dongcheng was close and separated.

Buddhism cannot confront the emperor in full swing, nor can it completely cut off contact with the wealthy families in Dongcheng. The only way is to compromise with the emperor and obtain the help of Lu Yijian.

Only in this way can the two sides not suffer any losses. One is the "King of Hell" and the other is the "Ghost". The emperor can completely cut off the Buddhist path, and the power of the wealthy families in the East City should not be seen.

After simply eating the food, Xianjue rushed to Beishikou as fast as possible. Beishikou is the place where merchants travel the most frequently in the north of Shendu City. It not only sells cattle, sheep and horses, but also sells a large number of fur goods.

It is natural for Lu Yijian to choose the meeting place here. The more crowded the place, the less likely it is to be noticed. The old locust tree at Beishikou seems uncommon, but it is a famous ancient tree in the Shendu City.

Peiping Prefecture even sent people to build stone fences and screen walls around the old locust tree, in order to better protect this thousand-year-old locust tree.

From a distance, it looks like a car hood, from a close distance, like a dome, this ancient locust witnessed the rise of the capital city and witnessed the troubles of the Yanyun land.

Everyone is "locust tree attracts ghosts", but this locust tree is different. People believe that it is an ancient tree in the capital of Shendu. Since the official built and expanded the capital of Shendu, this ancient locust tree has never been hit by lightning. The trunk that had been hit by lightning before was pulled out again, and even covered up the storm of the official family.

One day, Zhao Zhen passed by Beishikou. The man was not good at doing anything. He drifted down. Even the wind and rain were wet with the side. He had no choice but to shelter under the big locust tree. Unexpectedly, the big locust tree seemed to sense that the king of the world had completely blocked the wind and rain, leaving Zhao Zhen not wet at all under the tree.

The eunuch Sancai praised, "This is to hold dragon locust!" So the reputation of "holding dragon locust" spread like wildfire. Because of his contribution to protecting the master, this locust tree was given by the official's personal gift.

Many people believe that the locust tree has spirits and come to worship the locust tree, praying that it can protect itself. There are many red ribbons and lucky bags containing copper coins hanging, and watching from a distance is like "auspicious".

There are often people resting on stone slabs under the trees, especially in summer, when the transactions at Beishikou are ordinary, this ancient locust is often filled with people, and the shade is cool and comfortable.

The peddlers and barons at the entrance of Beishi like to rest under the trees. Originally, the police from Peking Mansion would drive them away, but later, because they took into account the benevolence of the official family, they stopped talking, so the old locust tree became a different scenery.

Vendors and pawns are hawking here, tourists, passers-by are resting here, merchants even talk about business here, but instead become a lively gathering place.

There are all kinds of people under the old locust tree, so naturally they won’t be noticed. Xianjue scratched his hair on his head and got off the carriage and walked under the old locust tree. Soon he saw Lu Yijian wearing a sunshade hat and carrying an oil pot.
Chapter completed!