Chapter 192: Mung Bean Soup

Di Renjie kept standing behind Wang Ping'an. Seeing that he suddenly became enlightened, he was also happy for him and said with a smile: "Brother, have you figured it out, are you happy?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "If you figure it out, you will be happy when you figure it out. Good brother, I have some small skills in seeing a doctor, but you have great skills in seeing people. Your future achievements are determined to be your brother!"

Di Renjie scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "What a big prospect for me? I don't even dare to apply for the Jinshi. I plan to report to the Jingshi, but I'm afraid I won't pass the exam!"

Wang Ping'an turned around, grabbed his hand, and smiled and said, "Brother, don't belittle yourself, you will definitely pass the exam! I will also infer that you will definitely be the prime minister in the future, and that's the kind of famous predecessor that has been famous in history!"

Di Renjie was still a shy boy after all. After hearing Wang Ping'an say this, he felt embarrassed and laughed foolishly. He concluded that others are very capable, but he was not good at inferring himself. No matter what, he would never have thought that he would be a prime minister who will be remembered forever!

They were talking in the yard, and Huizheng walked out of the hall. The young monk, with a beard all over his face, had a short layer of hair growing on his head, looking very sloppy and haggard.

Wang Ping'an and Di Renjie asked at the same time: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look like this?"

Hui Zheng was shaking, suddenly striking a circle on the ground and fell down! Wang Ping'an was shocked and hurried forward, patted his cheek, and shouted: "Hui Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

Di Renjie also ran over and said, "It's because of heatstroke? I see that he has been stuck in the house these days, so he probably got sick!"

Wang Ping'an touched Huizheng's forehead, called the lower pulse again, shook his head and said, "It's not heatstroke, it's excessive fatigue. It's okay. As long as you have a good sleep, it's okay!"

Di Renjie frowned and said, "It's so strange. How could he be over-tired when he sits in the house all day long?"

Wang Ping'an pointed and said, "I used it too much here, which is more tiring than doing physical work. He just thought too much about things, so he fainted!"

The two of them raised Huizheng and carried him into the hall. Unexpectedly, Huizheng suddenly woke up and shouted: "Yogashita!"

His voice shocked Wang Ping'an and Di Renjie and quickly put him down again. Wang Ping'an asked, "Yoga's Theory? What is this? Do you want to practice yoga?"

Di Renjie said, "It seems to be the name of this Buddhist scripture. I have read less Buddhist scriptures, but I listen to this name, it looks like Mahayana Buddhism. Brother, have you heard of it?"

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "Don't look at me living in the temple or being a lay disciple, but I know nothing about Buddhist scriptures. Not to mention Mahayana Buddhism, I don't even know Hinayana!"

Huizheng slowly stood up, as if he was hit by a demonic obstacle, and muttered to himself: "I want to go to Tianzhu, I want to go to Tianzhu!"

Wang Ping'an and Di Renjie looked at each other. What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly want to go to Tianzhu? Wang Ping'an thought even more: "Can he want to learn from Tang Sanzang? Has Tang Sanzang been back now? Well, he probably hasn't come back, otherwise Chang'an would have caused a sensation!"

Hui Zheng suddenly felt aroused and came back to his senses. When he saw Wang Ping'an, he hugged Wang Ping'an suddenly and shouted: "Uncle Master, let's go to Tianzhu together. My nephew has many questions in his heart, but he can't get an explanation! Uncle Master, I really want to read the "Yoga Saint Sutra" to resolve my doubts!"

This is chanting scriptures... Alas, I am obsessed!

Wang Ping'an patted Huizheng's shoulder and said, "Huizheng, don't call me uncle from now on, just call me donor Wang. If you go to India to learn scriptures, someone will go there. As long as you wait in the temple, someone will take back the yoga book, so don't worry!"

"No, no, if the little monk doesn't go, who can go? I... the little monk must go to India, I must go!" Hui Zheng shook his head repeatedly. He studied Buddhism very deeply, but because of his depth, he could not extricate himself.

At this time, the Wu family walked over from the backyard. When they heard them talking, they were stunned. They slowly approached and said softly: "To go to Tianzhu, you have to pass through the Western Regions. There is a war there. Whether you go to Tianzhu or come back from Tianzhu, it is unlikely that you have to choose opportunities!"

Wang Ping'an said, "You can't believe what others said, but what Wu said is most likely true. Her husband's tribe is likely to be in the Western Regions, so she must know the details!"

He sighed in his heart. If what she said was true, it would seem that Tang Sanzang would have to go through a lot of trouble to return to the Tang Dynasty. I don’t know if I could be lucky enough to meet this legendary character! But in terms of time, he should have come back. Could it be that history has undergone subtle changes because of my arrival?

He was happy. It seemed that he was still a character! But then he thought, what kind of person he was, and others called him Xiao Guanyin, could success be really influential, and would it also affect a real big man like Tang Sanzang!

If you can’t figure out things, don’t spend too much effort, so as to avoid being as Huizheng, your brain power is too exhausted. If you don’t play well, you will faint if you play!

He reached out to support Hui Zheng and helped him into the hall, but Wu also walked in. Anton Hui Zheng sat down. Wang Ping'an comforted him with a few words of gentle words and advised him to give up the idea of ​​leaving India. Maybe the "Yoga Saint" will be in a few days, and even the original version of the original text will be placed on his desk. You can read whatever you want!

Huizheng looked sad, and didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned a deaf ear to Wang Ping'an's comfort!

Wang Ping'an turned around and said, "Aunt Wu, are you doing something?"

Wu took out a small bottle and said, "Mr. Wang, I have improved a lot according to the method you said, and made a kind of strong wine. I just don't know if it is the same as the kind of strong method you said!" She handed over the small bottle.

Wang Ping'an was overjoyed and smiled, "So, can you make a stronger wine?" He took the small bottle, pulled out the bottle plug, lowered his head and smelled it. Sure enough, a fragrance that was far beyond the strong wine in this era came to his nose!

Wu nodded slightly and said, "I'm a little anxious. It's strong enough, but the taste is very bad. If Mr. Wang looks okay, I'll go and think about it carefully and it will feel that it can make it stronger!"

Di Renjie came over and Wang Ping'an handed him the small bottle, and he also smelled it. After smelling it, Di Renjie exclaimed: "This, this wine is so strong, the taste is very strong!" He said that, and he raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth, took a sip, and coughed suddenly.

Wang Ping'an laughed, patted his back, and said, "You are used to drinking ordinary wine. You will not think it is delicious if you drink this cold dice!"

Di Renjie wiped his mouth and shook his head and said, "It's really hard to drink. It's like a knife in your mouth and a fire in your stomach. I think no one except alcoholics will like to drink this extremely strong wine!"

"That's not necessarily!" Wang Ping'an smiled. He took the small bottle and took a sip. He felt that the degree was not too high, at most it was only about 30 degrees. But in this era, it was an amazing spirit! Nowadays, those who have a lot of alcohol can drink at every turn, which is the water wine they drink. Let them try drinking this kind of wine. Without three bottles, they should lie flat, and those who should burrow the table will burrow the table!

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "Well, it's pretty good. I guess it's more intense!"

Wu also nodded and said, "I guess so too!"

Di Renjie didn't have much contact with Wu, but he always felt that this woman was strange. Most women always called themselves slaves, but she always called herself "I" and never "humble". He began to infer that this woman was so arrogant, was she still thinking about returning to the grassland and revitalizing the tribe?

"If Mr. Wang has no other instructions, I will go back first and then brew the wine!" Wu said. Seeing Wang Ping'an nodding, he turned around and left, and did not say hello to Di Renjie who was studying her.

Seeing her leaving, Di Renjie suddenly said, "Brother, you said Master Huizheng, if you were going to Tianzhu, would you pass through her original territory?"

Wang Ping'an uttered. He had never thought about this. If he had to pass by to Tianzhu, wouldn't he have to pass by when he came back? He shook his head and said, "Why are you studying these things? You won't go to Tianzhu!"

Suddenly, Huizheng said, "Uncle Master, my nephew really wants to go to India to seek the true scriptures. I ask you for your help to fulfill it!"

Wang Ping'an put the small bottle on the confession table and shook his head and said, "How can I help you with this kind of thing? I can't help!"

"If you go to Tianzhu, you need to use money and horse utensils. Uncle Master, you have also seen it. The walls of this temple are as clean as you can. There is no extra financial resources for my nephew to travel far away. This money..." Hui Zheng begged and said authentically.

Wang Ping'an sighed and said, "If you have to go, you can talk about money and horse utensils, and I can just give it to you. Even if I fulfill a wish for you!"

Hui Zheng shook his head and said, "My uncle went to India to seek the true scriptures. The travel expenses should be born from Buddhism. My uncle wanted to hold several Dharma meetings to preach to the people of Chang'an, but Lingyan Temple has been dilapidated so that the people are willing to come easily! So, can uncle, don't you give porridge so that the people can come here?"

Wang Ping'an smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of porridge is used? There is no disaster here. Besides, if you want me to donate porridge, I will pay for it. What's the difference between this and giving it to you directly?"

"Different, different, big difference!" Hui Zheng said reasonably: "My nephew said that the people benefited, and they willingly added sesame oil. This is a good deed, and the uncle who served porridge was also a good deed. The great way was the most good, which was the original intention of my Buddha!"

Wang Ping'an glanced at Di Renjie, and Di Renjie smiled. Isn't this Wang Ping'an spending money? Maybe the money for porridge is more than the money for sesame oil. Hui Zheng is really incomprehensible!

OK, I don’t care about these porridge money. At least he called me uncle! Wang Ping'an said: "It’s hot, then apply mung bean soup to relieve heat and quench thirst. I guess for this bowl of soup, many people will come to listen to you saying that you are talking about Buddhist scriptures. But they have to rob the business of the medicinal food shop!"

Di Renjie shook his head and said, "That won't be. The medicinal food shop is doing business for rich people. The temple is used for the poor to drink mung bean soup. However, since someone will come to listen to the lecture for a bowl of mung bean porridge, it is difficult to get them to donate money for sesame oil!"

His words were completely correct, not at all false, and were all true!

Looking at Hui Zheng's bitter look, Wang Ping'an had to say, "Well, I'll take care of them again, so I can always let them give up some good fortune!"

Di Renjie smiled and thought to himself: "Then the people came not for listening to Buddhist scriptures, but for you, the doctor!" Taking care of Huizheng's emotions, he was embarrassed to say it out.

Hui Zheng said: "Uncle Master, thank you for your kindness. You are such a good person!"
Chapter completed!