bullyxtreme Chapter 249 Fellow Countryman
Chapter 249 Fellow Countryman
The Quanrong delegation and the Nanzhao delegation arrived one after the other.
Jiang Xinyu paid no attention to the Quanrong, but was extremely interested in the profound insights of the Nanzhao.
Compared to the Quanrong army, Miaowu's army was much more refined.
There were only about thirty people in total, and they didn't have much luggage. Instead of staying at the Honglu Academy, they went directly to the Huguo Temple.
They really don't need to bring anything.
Religion knows no borders; wherever Buddhism is practiced, there will be no shortage of people to welcome them.
After Miaowu moved into Huguo Temple, all the meditation rooms in the temple were quickly booked.
These are not things that money can buy; they are privileges reserved for the families of imperial relatives and high-ranking officials.
As the wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo, Jiang Xinyu naturally had her own accommodations; she not only had a place to live but also a small courtyard.
The Buddhist teaching of equality for all beings and the monks' tendency to curry favor with the powerful made her even more disdainful of Buddhism.
She was willing to come for two reasons: first, to meet Miaowu, and second, because of her aunt.
Lady Wang believed in this, but a mere merchant's wife couldn't get a meditation room at a time like this.
If Jiang Xinyu doesn't come, Madam Wang will be stopped outside when she wants to enter the temple to burn incense.
Xiao Yuan was very unhappy when he learned that Jiang Xinyu was going to move into Huguo Temple.
His wife was too concerned about that profound insight, which made him feel vaguely uneasy.
But he also knew that once his wife made up her mind, it wasn't so easy to change it. After pestering her for a lot of benefits, he actually went with her.
The lady has a separate courtyard, and he is a eunuch, so it doesn't matter that the meditation room is now occupied by the women of various families.
Jiang Xinyu, clutching her back, felt a deep sense that her husband had gone astray.
If she had known he would move in too, she wouldn't have let him cause trouble.
Xiao Yuan also spoke with righteous indignation.
It's definitely inconvenient to do that kind of thing in a Buddhist sanctuary. Is it wrong for me to ask for two extra times in advance to make up for the shortfall?
Since she'd already done it, Jiang Xinyu was too lazy to point out any problems.
She simply reminded him again not to act rashly, as she had sought out Miaowu to confirm some things.
She can't let Xiao Yuan's jealousy ruin her plans.
At this time, Miaowu had just moved in and the debate had not yet started; this eminent monk would only appear in the morning.
It only takes about two incense sticks' worth of time to recite one sutra in the main hall before leaving.
Some devout believers could kneel far away outside the temple to listen, but he would not see the guests.
Jiang Xinyu had no interest in kneeling and listening to people chattering, but she did glance at the Zen Master Miaowu from afar.
She finally understood why Xiao Yuan was so petty; Miao Wu's appearance was indeed top-notch.
No wonder some people say that a bald head is the ultimate test of a handsome man.
This requires not only good-looking facial features and face shape, but also a well-proportioned head shape and body proportion.
Miao Wu was seven feet tall and had a graceful figure. He had sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth. His head shape and body were extremely perfect.
Nuwa's masterpiece is so skillful that it looks as if it was created using a golden ratio ruler.
Although he was a monk, he never wore a kasaya like the abbot.
His flowing white monk's robe made him appear otherworldly, like a banished immortal.
Goodness gracious, red beans grow in the south, and male models are born in Nanzhao.
This was the first time Jiang Xinyu had ever seen a man who was more handsome than her daughter-in-law.
He Zhang's beauty is refined yet alluring; she is exceptional, but ultimately just ordinary.
Miaowu is different; this person is too ethereal.
I feel like he doesn't belong in this world, and talking to him about romantic love is blasphemous.
But the more it's like this, the easier it is to become obsessed; it's practically the white moonlight of this month.
Xiao Yuan accompanied Jiang Xinyu and carefully observed the lady's expression.
Seeing her staring intently at Miaowu, her eyes flashing with amazement, I was practically green with envy.
Even the Chief Supervisor Xiao could be sarcastic; he actually pulled out a handkerchief and stuffed it into Jiang Xinyu's hand.
Wipe your drool!
Jiang Xinyu subconsciously took it, but just as she put it to her lips, she realized what was happening and gave Xiao Yuan a coquettish glare.
"Jealous!"
Xiao Yuan turned his face away arrogantly.
Is it because he's jealous?
With the lady practically glued to the monk, how could he not be jealous?
What's so interesting about an egg-shaped head? It even has nine ordination scars on top, making it look like a lotus seedpod.
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Occasionally acting jealous and waiting for your partner to coax you can not only add spice to the relationship but also enhance your standing in their heart.
Chief Supervisor Xiao was determined to get angry, the kind of person who wouldn't be appeased unless his wife gave him a kiss and a hug.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.
His wife didn't chase after him when he returned early. He sat in the meditation room for half an hour but didn't see his wife come back.
Supervisor Xiao is already a 29-year-old big baby. He is sensible and can comfort himself.
After calming himself down, Supervisor Xiao decided to go find his wife, but he happened to see the pretty-boy monk heading alone towards the back mountain.
The sixth sense is indeed a mysterious thing; Xiao Yuan found himself following along almost unconsciously.
Miaowu really did go to see Jiang Xinyu.
Although outwardly calm and composed, he actually wished he could somersault all the way to the back of the mountain.
He originally intended to return to his meditation room to rest after finishing his chanting today, as he usually does.
Those people are so annoying; talking to them is a waste of your brain.
But shortly after leaving the main hall, a beautiful woman blocked his way.
He had intended to let the monks at the temple brush him off as usual, but to his surprise, the monk leading the way said that she was the wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo.
His troubled expression and pointed pause were telling; he wasn't stupid, and it was clear he meant they couldn't afford to offend him and he should just give him a perfunctory reply.
Alright, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.
It wasn't that he was ignorant of social etiquette; this Lady of the Marquis of Zhenguo was considered the pinnacle of female social standing.
We should at least give them some face, since we're still on the territory of the Great Jin Dynasty.
Jiang Xinyu's identity makes it unsuitable for her to have too much contact with Miaowu, so in order to get to know her quickly, she has to take a direct approach.
Seeing that Miaowu nodded to indicate that she could come over, she gave a slight curtsy.
With so many monks watching, she couldn't just come up and say something ambiguous.
He simply recited a famous Buddhist verse as a test.
She asked He Zhang a couple of days ago.
Her daughter-in-law is well-versed in various things and has a good understanding of many famous Buddhist verses, but this verse, which is familiar to everyone in modern times, is not found here.
She said this both showed her devout devotion to Buddhism, preventing the surrounding monks from having any other thoughts, and also allowed her to quickly determine if the person was from her hometown.
Jiang Xinyu's question is also very simple.
The body is a Bodhi tree, the mind a bright mirror; constantly wipe it clean, lest it be covered with dust.
May I ask the holy monk if this verse is appropriate?
This is the story of the Fifth Patriarch Hongren asking the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, which even those who do not understand Buddhism in modern times have heard of to some extent.
If this profound insight is truly something a modern person should understand, then he should be able to grasp it.
Miaowu truly understood; upon hearing this, his eyes widened and he blurted it out.
"There is no tree in Bodhi, the mirror is not a stage, and there is nothing in it, where can it cause dust."
Great, the code is correct.
The surrounding monks were all amazed by these few lines of verse, and no one noticed that the female benefactor and the master's expressions were amiss.
After Miaowu answered the code, he also asked that classic line.
"Odd changes, even remains the same,"
Jiang Xinyu's eyes lit up. "The sign indicates the quadrant."
"Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger"
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Good heavens, they're not just fellow villagers, they're birds of a feather.
Jiang Xinyu felt that it was unlikely that this kind of goofball was a protagonist, but to be on the safe side, they still needed to discuss it in detail.
It's just that their identities make things inconvenient, so...
Jiang Xinyu decided to ask in English, and if possible, she would wait for this fellow villager on the back mountain.
Miaowu indeed understood.
He clasped his hands together like a holy monk and playfully replied in English that she should wait for him while he left the group of idiots behind.
The surrounding monks were baffled and didn't understand, but seeing the two people's solemn and respectful demeanor, they assumed it was some profound Buddhist teaching.
After all, the words of the Lady of the Marquis of Zhenguo were already quite insightful; she was a devout female bodhisattva.
After the two parted ways, Jiang Xinyu took a detour to the back mountain, and soon after, Miaowu also slipped away from the attendant monks.
Xiao Yuan was quite skilled at tracking, and Miao Wu, preoccupied with meeting her fellow villager, didn't notice anyone around.
And then... he almost died at the age of twenty-one.
Cause of death: Caught in adultery while a monk was touching a eunuch's wife!