In March, the willow silk is spitting out, the grass grows and the warbler flies, on the hills near Yuquan Mountain, the pavilions and pavilions are faint, since the three generations of emperors of Kang Yongqian in this dynasty carefully built the garden, the left of the West Mountain is the garden of the princes and ministers, stretching for dozens of miles, Haidian is a piece, the world calls it "Heavenly Palace", even the Chen En Temple of more than 60 miles west of the Old Summer Palace, although it is only a small temple, in the end it is also extremely delicate in decoration, on top of a small mountain bag, it seems to be inconspicuous to look roughly, but take a serious look, the mountain gate is made of white marble, The four heavenly kings in front of the main hall have a simple shape, I am afraid that they are left by the Yuan Dynasty, this day the host is dozing off in the side room, and the little novice does not knock on the door, he pushes the door and calls the host loudly, "Master, it's not good?!" ”

"Smack!" The host rubbed his eyes, "Hu Qinqin, the master is very good!" ”

"No," the little novice slapped his mouth slightly, "there's a group of people outside, not pilgrims!" ”

"It's not a pilgrim, it's looking for the person who lives in the wing, what are you panicking about," the old abbot yawned, "There are more people visiting that person, we have seen all the fresh clothes and angry horses, what is the big deal, you can lead him over yourself." ()”

Although the old abbot didn't think so, Xiao Shami felt that something was not right, "The ninja who came here is very big, and there are already dozens of people waiting outside the mountain gate of this meeting. The little novice whispered in the abbot's ear, "I see some of the beardless ones who seem to be the father-in-law of the palace!" ”

The old abbot is a clever man, who can call the eunuchs, in addition to the palace, there are only a few palaces left, even if it is the father-in-law from there, who can call such a person, he can not afford to offend, so he hurriedly cheered up and straightened his robe, "Go, take a look." ”

As soon as the old abbot walked to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he found that all corners of the courtyard were already full of men in Tsing Yi, and when he saw two monks coming, a smiling young man headed by him arched his hand towards the abbot, "Host, my master wants to come here to incense, and he is afraid that there will be idle people and other disturbances, so he asked the subordinates to stand, so as not to have outsiders come in, host," a silver ticket was handed to the host without any fireworks, "Do you look at this?" ”

The words of these people are exactly the same, there is nothing new, the host secretly slandered, but his face was smiling, and he quietly put the silver ticket into his sleeve, and Amitabha said, "The old man went to the mountain gate to greet your lord." ”

The young man said that he didn't have to, the host waited in the court with Shami, and after half a cup of tea, Mr. Bozu, who came from time to time, was accompanied by a dark red robe with a dark blue hat, the weather was cold, and he was wearing a stone blue shoulder, and a mutton fat jade was tied around his waist, his hands were pinned behind him, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyebrows were in the temples, and he looked very dignified. This is the local host. ”

The visitor smiled slightly, "Hello host, I came here today just to pay homage to the Buddha statue, burn incense and pray for blessings, and disturb your temple." (To be continued.) )xh211