From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 92 Arrangement
The sun is warm at noon.

Dugu Kang and Meng Yuan stood outside the side door of the palace, neither saying a word.

"Oh! Prince, Teacher Meng!" Mr. Wang came running over, panting.

Seeing Dugu Kang deep in thought, he looked at Meng Yuan and asked, "What's wrong, Prince?"

"The prince is in a poetic mood and is working on a draft. Sir, there is no need to worry about it. I will just follow him." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"So that's how it is." After hearing this, Mr. Wang bowed and smiled, without saying much, he left quickly.

Dugu Kang remained speechless. He looked at the pancake in his hand, took two bites, then tore it in half and gave it to Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan took it, broke off the parts that Dugu Kang had gnawed, and put it back into Dugu Kang's mouth.

"I can't finish one big cake, so I'll give you half and you'll still be full." Dugu Kang recited a couplet while eating, hoping to get some advice from Meng Yuan.

"Yesterday I was lamenting the famine, but today the hardship seems nothing." Meng Yuan took a bite of the bread, implying that this was no big deal.

Dugu Kang listened to the words of the singing and echoing, he looked at Meng Yuan sideways and said: "It seems that you have realized the nature and become a Buddha, and you have no hindrance in managing things. You are so optimistic and open-minded, you have the Buddha nature."

Meng Yuan ate the cake and said with a smile: "I am not a monk. This matter has nothing to do with me. I am naturally optimistic and open-minded."

"..." Dugu Kang was stunned for a moment and couldn't utter a word.

"But you and I are poetry friends and bosom friends. Your business is my business." Meng Yuan patted Dugu Kang's shoulder and said seriously, "The Third Miss said that you have a pure and kind heart. She didn't ask me to supervise you, but only suggested that I talk to you to relieve my boredom. I also feel that the prince is kind. I went to see you today just to discuss poetry."

"Really?" Dugu Kang asked.

"Although I am not a monk, I don't tell lies." Meng Yuan said.

Dugu Kang looked at Meng Yuan again, took a bite of the biscuit, and said, "How can someone who can fight so well with Wang Yaozu and Nie Yannian not lie?"

"Prince, you always pretend to be stupid. Is this in accordance with the Buddhist precepts?" Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"People only see my appearance. My heart is pure and I have never violated any precepts." Dugu Kang said.

It's hard to fool him! Meng Yuan wanted to say a few more words, but he saw that Dugu Kang had a look of expectation on his face, which was clearly trying to lure him into a so-called game of wit, so he quickly stopped talking.

"Since you can tell that he is also a monk, can you tell what kind of monk he is?" Meng Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and just asked the serious question, "Is he practicing at home like you, or is he like the Great Tail Venerable?"

Meng Yuan vaguely felt that the recent events involving the Buddhist demon and the Luo sect might be related to Jie Kaiping.

In other words, unlocking the screen is an important part of it.

"Do you know why I know he is a monk?" Dugu Kang raised his fat hand and stretched out two fingers. "One reason is that I also practice Buddhism in seclusion. As soon as I saw him, I realized that he was of the same kind."

It turns out that birds of a feather flock together.

Meng Yuan was waiting to hear the next part, but seeing Dugu Kang was still hesitating, he asked helplessly, "What about the second one?"

Dugu Kang's innocent face showed some seriousness. "Secondly, he had just used his secret telepathy method without making any sound."

Meng Yuan had witnessed his telepathy and had also heard the God of Good News and Gong Zihua talk about it.

Telepathy does not mean seeing what others are thinking, but feeling the changes in others' moods and state of mind, and then using this to practice magic.

Of course, if a monk has reached a high level, he can indeed spy on what others are thinking.

Meng Yuan hadn't noticed anything unusual, nor had he been invaded by any reincarnation dream, so he asked, "How did you notice it?"

"As soon as he saw me, he realized that I was different, so he tried me first. I realized it at that time." Dugu Kang said.

"The prince is indeed extraordinary." Meng Yuan praised casually, took another bite of the biscuit, and asked, "How tall is he?"

"At least the seventh rank." Dugu Kang wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Although he and I both don't reveal our true identity to others, I have no thoughts in my mind and follow the path of serious Buddhist practice. He is higher than me, but his mind is not calm, peaceful, or empty. Instead, he is not as Buddha-like as I am."

"I understand." Meng Yuan nodded slightly. "A serious Buddhist practitioner, even if he has supernatural powers, can pretend to be nihilistic and hold a heart of equality for all beings. He will never use his supernatural powers to test others as soon as he meets them."

"That's the truth!" Dugu Kang was very sure, "Qing Kingdom respects Confucianism and Taoism and despises Buddhism. He is the eldest son of the prefect, but he has entered Buddhism. It is obvious that there must be evil."

After hearing this, Meng Yuan came to see Dugu Kang and said, "He is the son of the prefect, and you are a member of the royal family."

"..." Dugu Kang opened his mouth and whispered, "It's all empty."

"Let's go, follow me to meet the Third Miss." Meng Yuan said.

"You just go, I won't go." Dugu Kang muttered.

"Are you afraid?" Meng Yuan asked.

"My heart is empty, what am I afraid of?" Dugu Kang uttered.

Still afraid! Meng Yuan didn't ask any more questions, but just grabbed Dugu Kang's arm and walked forward.

The two of them ate cakes while walking.

By the time we arrived at the gate of Jingyuan, we had finished eating the pancake.

He did not go looking for Mei, but just asked the gatekeeper maid to pass on the message. After waiting for a while, the two were let in.

When they came to the pavilion again, they saw Ying Rushi, wearing a Taoist robe, sitting in the pavilion, holding a scroll, looking very lazy. "You two masters have come together to discuss poetry? Unfortunately, I am not good at this." Ying Rushi waved her hand and dismissed the maid.

Seeing that the Third Miss did not have the demeanor of a princess at all and was instead acting like a hermaphrodite, Meng Yuan remained silent and just looked at Dugu Kang.

Dugu Kang waited until the maids were far away before he put his hands together and bowed at the steps of the pavilion, saying, "Amitabha, donor, my story has come to light."

Ying Rushi heard this and glanced at Meng Yuan.

"I discussed poetry with the prince. I didn't do anything, but he confessed directly." Meng Yuan also looked innocent.

Ying Rushi laughed when he heard this, "You have the Buddha's heart, the Buddha's nature, but no heart nature. You have read the Buddhist scriptures thoroughly, but you lack emptiness. I think you should go out for a walk and become an ascetic monk, maybe you can hone your skills."

"I'm here to ask for the decision, donor Ying." Dugu Kang didn't look like a monk at all. He spoke in a low and humble voice, but he didn't say anything else and just looked at Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan stepped forward and said, "The prefect's eldest son Jie Kaiping came to ask me about his brother Jie Shen, and the prince happened to be accompanying him. They both knew that the other was a monk, and they even used their telepathy to fight."

At this point, Meng Yuan added: "The prince deduced that Jie Kaiping had gone astray and was not following the orthodox Buddhist teachings, or that he might be related to the Buddhist demon and Luo Mu's affairs."

"Should I go out and hide for a while?" Dugu Kang asked.

"He is the one who should be afraid of the improper method used by Ping Xiu. What are you afraid of? You are under the jurisdiction of the clan affairs office. Even if something happens, can they still kill you? With such a mentality, don't practice Buddhism. It will be embarrassing if you tell others about it."

Ying Rushi put down the book and said calmly, "Look at your poetry friend, he is a murderer and a arsonist, but he looks purer than you."

"..." Dugu Kang lowered his head and glanced at Meng Yuan, but saw that Meng Yuan's face was calm, as if he was not talking about him.

"If I'm right, in order not to implicate Prefect Jie, Jie Kaiping must go out to hide." Ying Ru picked up the book and said, "Go back and be your poet Buddha."

Even when she was chasing people away, she would not forget to hurt them.

"Yes." Dugu Kang clasped his fists halfway and then put them together.

Meng Yuan was about to follow, but he heard Ying Ru say, "Meng Yuan, stay."

This was to be a secret message, so Meng Yuan quickly stood up.

"Prince Xin's mansion is small, and the guards here are at most seventh-rank, and they are those who have no hope of promotion. If you are higher, people will not look down on this place." Ying Ru looked at the scroll and said lightly: "Nie Yannian said that you are a person who can do things, and Chen Shouzhuo also said that you can handle things. What are your plans for the future?"

"Just follow the Third Miss's arrangements." Meng Yuan said.

"Nie Yannian originally wanted you to stay in the palace for a while longer, but you are about to reach the seventh rank, and there is not enough training here. What future do you have as a guard?" Ying Ru looked at Meng Yuan and said, "Young people should have lofty ambitions and be positive. Do you want to join the Demon Suppression Division?"

Meng Yuan wanted to nourish his spirit, and the Demon Suppression Division was indeed a good place. More importantly, as long as he made meritorious contributions in the Demon Suppression Division, he could learn the Tianjitu Gongfa.

The Feixu Gong and Kuangfeng Dao Fa that Master Nie taught before were also the martial arts of the Demon Suppression Division, and outsiders were not prohibited from learning them. However, the Tianji Tu could not be taught to outsiders at will, such as the Zhan Chun Lei and Fu Guang Dong Tian, ​​which were only practiced by people in the Demon Suppression Division.

Moreover, being a guard is a job that can be seen at a glance. But if he joins the Demon Suppression Division, he will still be the Third Young Lady's man, and he can still rely on the Third Young Lady's help to climb up in the future.

"I do." Meng Yuan would never play tricks in front of smart people.

Ying Rushi smiled and nodded, saying, "Just wait for Nie Yannian to make the arrangements."

She lowered her head to read again, indicating that she had finished what she was saying and could leave.

"Miss Third, if the screen is not untied properly, what should we do?" Meng Yuan saw the midday sunlight shining on the steps, which looked like the flowers and trees in the Jade Pool, pure and indifferent, like a fairy, and he was reluctant to leave.

"Unlocking the screen will certainly hide the traces. If there is no evidence, what else can we do?" Ying Rushi was still looking at the scroll. Seeing that Meng Yuan didn't say anything, she said, "Don't worry, I will spread the news and someone will deal with it. You can also ask about it when you enter the Demon Suppression Division."

"Miss Third, why are the Buddha Demon and Luo Mu so persistent in preaching?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"The Buddha wants to save all sentient beings, so the disciples of the Buddha sect naturally go among sentient beings. But is it easy to save all sentient beings? The monks in this world can't even save themselves, so how can they save others? How can they save sentient beings?"

Seeing that Meng Yuan was listening attentively, she continued, "Saving all sentient beings is the great aspiration of Buddhist monks and is the realm of bliss. Buddhist disciples like to make great aspirations after they enter the rank. Why? According to the Buddhist path, if you want to enter the upper three ranks, you must make great aspirations and achieve them. Isn't this also the case that if the superiors like something, the inferiors will also like it even more."

"I see." Seeing that there was nothing more to ask, Meng Yuan bowed and said, "Miss San, what should I do after I arrive at the guard post?"

"Just do your work with peace of mind." This is what you should say.

Seeing that the other person didn't want to talk anymore, Meng Yuan bowed and said goodbye.

After leaving Jingyuan, Dugu Kang was still waiting. He looked like he had regained his spirits after being comforted by Ying Rushi.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, would you like to have some tea and discuss Taoism?" Dugu Kang asked expectantly.

Meng Yuan had no intention of playing tricks on Nie Qingqing. He just wanted to give the hairpin to Nie Qingqing and then go home to practice martial arts.

"Prince, I am not good at this." Meng Yuan refused.

"When there are people around, you call me Prince and I won't argue with you. Now that there is no one around, what do you call me?" Dugu Kang's eyes were burning.

"Master Liaokong?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Oh!" Dugu Kang felt relieved.

Meng Yuan really didn't want to have too much contact with monks, especially unreliable monks like Dugu Kang, so he said directly: "Lend me some money."

"Huh?" Dugu Kang was completely confused.

(End of this chapter)