Han Changwan turned his head and saw Yao Qi's suspicious look, and smiled slightly: "Ah Qi, this is Master Fuxian, who used to be the abbot of Jianyuan Temple. He turned his head to Abbot Fuxian and said, "Master, this is Yao from Jingzhao Mansion, and he is investigating the case with me." ”

Yao knew that Jianyuan Temple was a famous temple in Jiannan Province, and Han Changwan naturally recognized him, she walked a few steps slowly and saluted: "Abbot Fuxian." ”

Abbot Fuxian also smiled: "Your Excellency, you don't have to be polite. ”

The three of them sat down separately, Yao Qi glanced at the abbot of Fuxian again, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking that the handscroll was written by Master Fuhui, Fuhui, Fuxian, listening to this Dharma name is like a senior brother, looking at the age of this abbot Fuxian, it is even more similar.

Han Changwan carefully explained his intentions before taking out the Lotus Sutra and handing it to Abbot Fuxian: "Master, take a look, is this a thing in the temple." ”

Abbot Fuxian took the scriptures, slowly rolled them open, lowered his eyes, and his thick yellowed calloused fingers slowly slid between the handwriting: "Yes, it is indeed a copy of Senior Brother Fuhui's handwriting." His finger pointed to a few of the words: "My lord, please see, here, here, and here, these places are the habits of Senior Brother Fuhui's writing." ”

Han Changdui looked at Abbot Fuxian's hand, he didn't know the writing habits of Master Fuhui, and he didn't notice the special features of these words, he just remembered the handwriting of the embroidery with excellent memory.

After Abbot Fuxian mentioned this, he also saw the difference between these words and what he had written, although very subtle, but very distinctive.

Han Changwan asked in a deep voice: "Then, the master may be able to tell who wrote this scripture, and when and for what reason it was given to the shopkeeper of the Seser Building. ”

Abbot Fuxian nodded and said, "My lord, wait a minute, the old man went to call Zhishan in, and he has always taken care of these affairs in the temple." So saying, he got up and went to open the door.

Han Changdui thanked him, but hurriedly called Abbot Fuxian, and hesitated: "Master, there is one more thing." ”

Abbot Fuxian paused, sat back again, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, the prince of the world said it's okay." ”

He changed his title from the alienated adult back to the familiar prince, that is, to tell Han Changdui that there was nothing that he couldn't ask, and he didn't have anything to say.

Han Chang took out the fragment and the list of donated books, and carefully explained the ins and outs of the case without concealing it at all.

Yao Qi looked at the familiar appearance of the two of them, and pursed his lips, it turned out that Han Changwei also had someone to believe.

Han Changdui confessed, and the details were not omitted, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Abbot Fuxian with a solemn face.

Abbot Fuxian also had a solemn face, and while flipping through the fragment, he almost whispered: "Although these formations are written about the Buddhist formation, only the required items are Buddhist weapons, and the ones next to them have nothing to do with the Buddhist formation, and they are extremely vicious." He paused slightly, and said bluntly: "As the prince said, this book was donated by the Recommending Blessing Temple fifteen years ago, so there is something wrong, how could the Recommending Blessing Temple donate such a book to the Library Pavilion." ”

Han Changwan also felt very strange and asked, "Master, do you know the name of this book?" Is there this book in this book donation list? ”

Abbot Fuxian shook his head slightly: "Lao Wei has never seen such a book, and even the formations in the book are unheard of and unseen. ”

The atmosphere became solemn for a while, the origin of the book could not be found, the missing parts could not be filled, I don't know what was written, this clue was broken, and the case was stagnant, Han Changwan and the others were a little depressed, and no one spoke for a long time.

Yao Qi thought for a while and asked, "Master, dare to ask who was the person who donated the book back then?" ”

Abbot Fuxian was stunned for a moment, and sighed regretfully: "Lao Qu came to Jianfu Temple three years ago, fifteen years ago, Lao Qu was still in Jianyuan Temple, and he didn't know anything about Jianfu Temple. ”

Yao Qi's eyes darkened, but he really checked what he had broken.

Abbot Fuxian said again: "However, Zhishan has grown up in the temple and is very familiar with the affairs of the temple, so he may know something, and the old man will call him in." ”

Han Changwan and Yao Qi glanced at each other, and there was some hope in their hearts.

Zhishan has been staying not far from the ashram, and he can neither hear what is being said in the ashram, but also see Abbot Fuxian greeting him at any time.

He saw that the door of the ashram was open, and Abbot Fuxian waved at him, and he hurriedly followed him to the ashram and saluted: "Abbot." ”

Abbot Fuxian said in a deep voice: "Zhishan, this Han Shizhu is the young envoy of the Internal Security Division, and he was ordered by the Holy Order to investigate the case, and it involved the Jianfu Temple, there are some details, I want to ask you, and you must tell the truth in detail." ”

Zhishan flinched, he was in the Jianfu Temple, in charge of the secular affairs of the temple, he naturally knew what the Internal Security Division did, and he also knew how powerful that place was, and he knew that the young envoy was a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and he couldn't be offended, so he pulled out a wry smile with difficulty: "Yes, the disciple will definitely return according to the truth." ”

Han Changdui sensed Zhishan's nervousness, and said gently: "Master Zhishan, don't be afraid, this official just wants to ask a thing or two, and he won't be harsh on you, just sit down and talk." ”

Zhishan nodded, but he didn't dare to sit, only stood respectfully on one side.

Han Changwan didn't do much reluctance, and asked in a deep voice: "How many years has Master Zhishan been in Jianfu Temple?" ”

Zhishan's eyes darkened, and his voice was slightly low: "The little monk was abandoned at the mountain gate, and the people in the temple brought him back and raised him, and he has been in the temple for almost forty years. ”

Han Changwan bowed slightly, and asked again: "Then what happened fifteen years ago, Master Zhishan still remembers." ”

Zhishan was stunned for a moment, fifteen years ago, wasn't that the second year of the current sage ascending the throne as the emperor, he tilted his head, the sage ascended the throne, everything was in ruins, everything was messy, this adult asked without a beginning or an end, what could he remember.

Han Changwan knew the general nature of his question, and smiled: "Master Zhishan, fifteen years ago, did the Recommending Blessing Temple donate a batch of classics to the Library Pavilion. ”

Zhishan remembered this matter clearly, nodded and said: "There is such a thing, there was a shortage of manpower in the temple at that time, and the number of classics was very huge, and the little monk was also transferred to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to help do some chores. ”

Han Changdui was overjoyed, glanced at Yao Qi, and asked eagerly: "The person who handled this matter back then is still in the temple except for you." ”

Zhishan tilted his head and thought for a long time, frowned and recalled carefully: "Fifteen years ago, there were not many monks in the temple, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have transferred the little monk to help, the little monk remembered that there were only three monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and they all seemed to be out of the temple." ”

Han Changwan frowned, and asked unwillingly, "Is Master Zhishan sure that these three people have left the temple?" ”

Zhishan nodded: "My lord doesn't know, in those years, there was a shortage of soldiers, and the monks in the Dajing temple were scattered, and many temples were broken, and after the saint ascended the throne, he ordered to select monks from several major royal temples to rebuild the temples around the country, that is, at that time, most of the monks in the temple were gone." ”

Han Changwan breathed a deep sigh, more than ten years ago, there was such a thing, and he also remembered it, if it weren't for this, how would he recognize Abbot Fuxian.

Abbot Fuxian spoke at the right time: "Shizi, this matter is indeed true, Lao Qu was also ordered by the Holy Father to go to Jianyuan Temple in Jiannan Province at that time, so that he would get acquainted with the prince and the prince." ”

Han Changwan nodded, and then asked, "So, does Master Zhishan know which monasteries those three people in the Scripture Pavilion went to later?" ”

Zhishan shook his head in distress: "The little monk doesn't know, more than ten years ago, the little monk was not in charge of the secular affairs of the temple, but only did chores in the guest hall, and the little monk didn't know these things. ”

Han Changwan also had no choice, but thinking that Zhishan had also taken care of the book donation in the Library Pavilion, he said: "Master Zhishan, this book is a fragment in the Library Pavilion, and it is said that it was donated by the Recommendation Temple, and that one is the list of donated books at that time. ”

When Yao Ji heard this, he hurriedly handed over the directory and the fragment to Zhishan.

Zhishan held the heavy two books, like holding a hot potato, and he nodded cautiously when he was in trouble: "The little monk does his best." ”

The list is very heavy, and I don't dare to sit on it, so I have to sit down and look through it slowly.

He looked at the fragment first, this Zhishan is in charge of the secular affairs of the temple, and he is extremely busy on weekdays, but the Dharma is obviously not abandoned, he carefully read the fragment, his face is already very gloomy, but he didn't say anything, he reached out to look through the directory.

There were many lists, and he looked at them carefully, and time passed quietly.

Yao Ji raised his eyes and looked out the window, the daylight was getting brighter and brighter, it was time for lunch, looking at this posture, I am afraid that there is no time to go to King An's Mansion in the afternoon, so I can only wait for tomorrow.

Han Changdui seemed to know what Yao Qi was thinking, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay to go to King An's Mansion at night." ”

Yao Qi pursed his lips and nodded.

The wind blows through the bamboo forest, the rustling sound enters through the window, and there is an indescribable atmosphere in the quiet room, which makes people feel peaceful.

There was a sudden knock at the door, and the abbot of Fuxian said a word of entry, and four little novices came in with food boxes, silently rested on the food table, made a salute, and slowly withdrew.

Abbot Fuxian personally opened the food box, put the rice on the dining table, and said with a smile: "Shizi, Yao joins the army, let's eat." ”

Yao Qi thanked him and helped set up the bamboo chopsticks.

Han Changwan was unceremonious, and joked to Yao Qi: "This vegetarian food in the Recommended Blessing Temple is a must, and you are blessed this time." ”

Yao Qi sighed: "Yes, the lowly position is stained with the light of adults." ”

Abbot Fuxian watched the two of them bickering, the smile on his face deepened, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and opened the drawer, took out a piece of paper and put it in his hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Shizi, has the princess's illness improved?" ”

Han Changdui's eyes darkened, the bamboo chopsticks stopped at the mouth of the bowl, did not move for a long time, and whispered mournfully: "No." ”