A certain person is the Heavenly Killer Li Gui.

Chapter 90 Please ask the abbot to help introduce one or two

Now that it was dawn, Li Gui and others stopped sleeping, got up and went out to find food.

The monks in the temple have their own canteen, but of course guests like Li Gui cannot share the big pot of rice with everyone.

The little novice monk asked Li Gui and others to wait in the room. Not long after, someone sent Su Zhai over.

Although there were no meat dishes, the vegetarian meat was very delicious, making Li Gui and others' mouths full of oil.

After finishing the meal, someone packed up the bowls and chopsticks and took them away, and also brought fragrant tea. The monk Zhike appeared in front of Li Gui again, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile:
"Donor Li, Zen Master Zhiqing, the abbot of this temple, has finished his morning service. He knew that the benefactor was coming, so he specially asked the young monk to come and invite the benefactor. Please come over for a while."

Li Gui stood up with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Then Monk Lao will lead the way. I also want to see the abbot of your temple to express my gratitude."

The two of them left the small courtyard and walked along the gravel path towards the depths of the temple.

Li Gui followed Zhike Monk, his eyes habitually looking around, taking in all the scenery along the way.

I didn't notice it at night, but when I looked at it during the day, I saw that this temple was really extraordinary.

There are at least a dozen main halls in front and behind here. Li Gui doesn't know which god is enshrined in them, but it must not be a Buddha or Bodhisattva.

Each hall has carved beams and painted columns, rich ink and heavy colors, and each statue of the god has a golden body. Under the reflection of the morning light, the golden light shines, which is daunting.

In front of the main hall, there are several small halls on both sides, which seem to be places for praying. I don't know if they sell consecrated magical instruments.

It's still early in the morning, so people are already coming and going in this small hall, and there are countless pilgrims.

The huge incense burner in front of the hall was densely filled with standing incense, some thick and some thin, some as thin as toothpicks, and some as thick as a child's arm.

The cigarette curled up for a long time, and even if the wind came, it just shook it a few times, but it couldn't be blown away at all.

Looking from a distance, this really looks like a fairy.

I don't know what kind of material this incense is made of. It is light and elegant. Although it is strong, it is not choking when you smell it.

Strange to say, Song Huizong was clearly a Taoist emperor, but the Great Xiangguo Temple, located at the feet of the emperor, seemed to have no influence at all.

It can only be said that the official connections in Daxiangguo Temple are really wide!
In addition to these main halls, there are also various pagodas, sutra pillars, stone carvings, murals and other Buddhist buildings. All of them are antique and full of Buddhist charm. Even a layman like Li Gui can tell that they must be the work of famous artists.

Among the many Buddhist buildings, various exotic flowers and plants are interspersed and carefully decorated.

It was early spring, and many flowers were in bloom, and their fragrance was elegant, which diluted the overly heavy Buddhist fragrance a bit.

There are various tall trees on both sides of the avenue, which are lush and green. They are lined up side by side to protect the stone road below. The mottled tree shadows are swaying, which can make the guests walking below feel cool even in the hot summer.

When we arrived at the backyard, we saw a bamboo forest, a waterwheel, a rockery pond, and if it weren't for the fact that there were still many Buddhist decorations, it would have been the inner residence of a wealthy family, and Li Gui would have believed it.

Everything is fine here. The only bad thing is that the defense here is too weak, almost non-existent.

No elite troops are needed, just a group of thirty or fifty bandits can easily break through the mountain gate and plunder wantonly.

After walking through the corridor, I finally saw the quiet room of Abbot Zhiqing. It was very simple, just a small wooden house, the kind you can see everywhere in the countryside. It is even more pure when it is located in this garden.

Standing in front of the door was an old monk with a white beard and kind eyes. He was wearing a brocade cassock with a moon-white inner lapel. He was wearing a pair of yellow monk shoes with six holes on them. He was holding a string of rosewood rosary beads. After seeing Li Gui coming, he stood up with his right hand and performed the Buddhist salute:

"The donor is handsome and powerful, so he is the pillar of the country."

No wonder the monks in the temple are so good at talking. It turns out that this habit of flattering everyone when they meet comes from you!A group of monks, if they don't eat fast and chant the Buddha's name properly, it's useless to clean up. Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Li Gui cursed in his heart, but smiled and returned the gesture with his hands clasped together.

"The Zen master has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is compassionate. He is also an eminent monk!"

After the two exchanged business blows, Zhiqing invited Li Gui to come in and take a seat.

People in the Song Dynasty also paid attention to tea ceremony, and the popular method of ordering tea was completely different from the random drinking method of Li Gui in the village of Yishui.

Different from the method of making tea in the Tang Dynasty, the method of ordering tea no longer directly puts the tea into the cauldron and cooks it. Instead, the cake tea is first crushed and placed in a bowl for later use.

Then boil the water in a cauldron. When it starts to boil, brew some tea in the bowl and mix it into a paste. Finally, add boiling water and stir it with a tea whisk (a tool made of thin bamboo). The tea foam will rise to form porridge. noodle.

Or you can pour boiling water directly into the tea bowl.

This is a way of drinking tea that transitioned from the tea-making method in the Tang Dynasty to the tea-making method in the Ming Dynasty. The key point is to mix the paste and whisk it. It was popular in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, and spread to the north of the Liao and Jin Dynasties. It died around the Ming Dynasty. Later.

The old monk showed his cuteness to the blind man like Li Gui, but he didn't know it and was still feeling smug in his heart.

After brewing the tea, Zen Master Zhiqing personally scraped the foam, sealed the pot, and ironed the cup... Finally, it was time to serve the tea. After completing a set of procedures, he handed the small teacup to Li Gui with both hands, but saw Li Gui The ghost took it with one hand, didn't even smell it, raised his neck, and poured it into his stomach.

"Tsk...good tea!"

Li Gui drank the tea as if drinking wine, praised it, put down the cup, ignored the old monk's stiff face, and asked straight to the point:
"I heard from Zhike Monk that there is a way to the imperial court in Daxiangguo Temple?"

Li Gui had never eaten fat pork and had seen pigs walking. Li Gui actually knew a thing or two about the particularities of drinking tea, but he was too lazy to engage in such social activities.

If you have that time, wouldn't it be better to digest so much red luck in your body and break through to the extraordinary as soon as possible?

"Ahem..." Zen Master Zhiqing coughed dryly and said half-hiddenly: "Well, well, it is true that many believers often come to the temple to rejoice."

Most of the people Zen Master Zhiqing receives on weekdays are old officials. Even if they are here to run for office, they should learn all the official ways. They speak and do things in a cloudy manner, and they pay attention to dignity.

Although it is clear that he is running for office, he should not make things so naked!
The normal process is that the person running for office indicates his capital and needs, and then Zen Master Zhiqing selects suitable officials to recommend to him, so as to prevent the visitor from visiting the wrong temple.

Then on a holiday or holiday, Zen Master Zhiqing would invite the official to the temple as a guest, and introduce the two people who met by chance to each other.

Everyone sat drinking tea and chatting with each other, and found that they had similar interests, so they made an appointment to go out for a drink the next day.

What happened after that had nothing to do with Zen Master Zhiqing. As an outsider, Zen Master Zhiqing didn’t want to know at all what the final discussion between the two was like, whether a deal could be reached, and the final transaction price.

But the rough guy in front of him didn't care at all. He said everything so openly and took off the fig leaf from his face, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

However, the sky is big and the earth is big, and the money is the biggest.

No matter how unhappy he was, Zen Master Zhiqing only cursed secretly in his heart, but never showed it on his face.

It's business, what's wrong with being a little wronged?
He is the abbot of a great temple, with a broad mind and a large number of adults. Why should he care about a murderer?
Li Gui smiled after hearing this.

"That's it!"

"If I want to join Captain Gao's family, I would like to ask the abbot to help me introduce him."

(End of this chapter)