Daxiangguo Temple in Kaifeng is an ancient temple in the Central Plains and was once the largest landowner in Kaifeng. Although a lot of land was lost after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there will never be a shortage of good men and women. Mrs. Gu of the Zhang family believed in Buddhism, especially the most religious one.

The monks of Daxiangguo Temple have spent countless money on incense in this temple over the past few decades, and they even light everlasting lanterns in front of the Buddha. Naturally, they are considered the number one benefactors of Daxiangguo Temple.

Hearing that the number one benevolent man had come to the Daxiangguo Temple to seek refuge, Master Juehai, the abbot, suddenly felt extremely ashamed. His junior brother liked to beg rich people and talk nonsense the most. This time he went around boasting that it was the Buddha who told him in a dream that the Yellow River would flow this year.

He didn't know how to speak out, but the big river failed to live up to his expectations at the moment, and now it was the reputation of the Daxiangguo Temple that was ruined! When he thought that Mrs. Gu might have a prejudice against the Daxiangguo Temple, he almost didn't dare to come forward.

Go to meet guests.

So, when he put on his cassock and went to meet the guests, he found that the person in front was not the Gu family he expected - it was a ten-year-old boy who claimed to be the third son of the Zhang family, and he also brought several female dependents - he instinctively

He let out a long breath.

He stepped forward to ask the reason and learned that the Zhang family got separated when they sought refuge. Now only the three juniors of the third generation of the Zhang family were here. He couldn't help but look at Zhang Yue and marveled.

"In every year of great calamity, there are always a few villains who do evil. With only these people, the Third Young Master can protect the sisters in the family and reach the Daxiangguo Temple safely. It is really a combination of wisdom and courage."

Zhang Yue had already put on dry and fluffy monk robes at this time. He was in the Buddhist hall, and the wind and rain outside could not get in. He was finally freed from the nervousness that caused him to flood. At this time, he heard the abbot praise him.

, he quickly and humbly reduced his ability to an infinite extent, then infinitely amplified Peng Shisan's bravery and Du Zhen's insight, and finally expressed his apology for disturbing the quiet place of Buddhism.

I will never mention the monk from the Daxiangguo Temple who made the guarantee.

Pointing at the monk and calling the thief bald, he had better not do such an immoral thing if he was relying on other people's territory for refuge!

Although Peng Shisan had followed the British Duke Zhang Fu on his expeditions in the north and south, and had seen countless big shots, now he saw that Zhang Yue first praised him and Du Zhen to the sky, and then negotiated with the abbot and the old monk like a little adult, proposing

He was asked a lot of various questions and requests, and he was really amazed. Finally, he bumped his elbow into Du Zhen beside him.

"Mr. Du, has the third young master always been so young and mature? Why do I think he is twenty or thirty years old at least?"

Although his clothes were soaked, Du Zhen refused to change into monk's clothes. At this time, the rainwater on his clothes fell on the ground drop by drop, forming a clear circle of water stains around him.

He calmly pushed Peng Shisan's elbow away, but his eyes were rolling around Zhang Yue, and he tugged at the few beards on his chin thoughtfully. After a long time, he asked in return: "Is it possible for a young man to grow old?"

Okay, do you have to be young and frivolous?"

Peng Shisan rolled his eyes and said nothing more, but in his heart, he thought that these words seemed to refer to something - his British father-in-law was not a young man who had made great achievements in his youth, but the British father-in-law's two younger brothers were truly arrogant and arrogant.

Got it!

Zhang Yue and Jue Hai negotiated some terms and arrangements, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but feel a little scared.

In fact, even if there was a flood, given the strength of the Zhang family's houses, they would at most be flooded for a while. It would not necessarily be dangerous to stay inside, but he ran out rashly because of the fear of a flood in his previous life.

.If he had not respected his teacher and picked up Du Zhen, even if he had not been intercepted by the gang of thugs on the road, he would have been wandering around Kaifeng City!

For the sake of the Zhang family, Abbot Juehai allocated a Zen room for the three members of the Gu family who arrived later with a wave of his hand. Later, several important pilgrims came to Daxiangguo Temple with their families to take refuge, and he naturally took them all one by one.

They were resettled, and at the same time they also received a large amount of money for incense. The food reserves in the temple were quite sufficient. Even though there were dozens more people at once, they could still support them for several months.

However, in the evening, although the rain outside gradually lightened up, more and more people took refuge in higher places. Even though the Daxiangguo Temple was not the highest, many people still rushed over.

The spacious shed specially built in front of the mountain gate was packed tightly, with more than two hundred people. Even so, people still complained about the closed mountain gate.

Although he had a warm Zen room to stay in and exquisite vegetarian meals to fill his stomach, Zhang Yue couldn't help but worry when he learned that there were more and more people. This worry that others didn't notice, Zhang Qing saw.

After dinner, she pulled Zhang Yue aside and whispered: "Third brother, do you feel uncomfortable when you see those refugees? I know you have a good heart, but now we are just staying at the Daxiangguo Temple.

I can’t help them with anything…”

Seeing Zhang Qing's dejected expression as she spoke, Zhang Yue immediately lamented in his heart.

He is not a saint, so he can naturally weigh his own weight, and he will not be overly sympathetic. But the problem is, the more people gather together, they will definitely make a fuss if they don't eat. How can it be possible for the Daxiangguo Temple, which is so close?

Isn't it affected? The Daxiangguo Temple is not a Shaolin Temple. There are no monks to guard the gate. Even if Peng Shisan can fight and protect him, what will the others do?

"Sister, don't worry about these things. I have something to go to see the abbot. You and my second sister should go to bed early."

Zhang Yue patted Zhang Qing's shoulder lightly, then told Qiu Hen and Hu Hu to stay in the room, while he went straight out of the Zen room. Since secular clothes could not be found in the temple, his clothes had just been replaced by Qiu Hen.

The marks were washed away, but it couldn't be done for a while, so he was still in the same monk's clothes, looking like a young monk doing odd jobs. When he walked around for a long time, he found that he was lost, so he grabbed a middle-aged monk and asked the abbot where he was.

At some point, someone looked at me like a fool for a long time.

Fortunately, although the process was tortuous, he still managed to reach Jue Hai's Zen room. Unexpectedly, he was not the only guest tonight - there was already a guest in that clean and tidy room, and that turned out to be

Du Zhen.

"gentlemen?"

"What do you want to see the abbot?"

Seeing that Du Zhen never mentioned the purpose of his visit, but instead turned his back on the guest and questioned him, Zhang Yue suddenly became depressed. However, since he was just a child who had no say in everything at the moment, he still hoped that Du Zhen could help him later.

As he started talking, he simply stated his intention directly.

"I heard that there are already hundreds of people taking refuge outside the mountain gate. Everyone came out in a hurry, so they must not have brought much food rations. It is inevitable that there will be riots when the food is out. Instead of waiting until then, it is better for the Daxiangguo Temple to come forward to provide relief.

"The people who are taking refuge are all fellow refugees. Monks are compassionate and cannot let them starve to death."

As soon as he finished saying this, he noticed that Du Zhen and Jue Hai, the Confucian scholars, were looking at him with almost the same strange eyes.

"Like a teacher, there must be a disciple. The Third Young Master and Mr. Du really coincide with each other."

"Okay, okay, you are indeed my disciple, and you have long-term plans!"

Zhang Yue then realized that Du Zhen had come to see Abbot Juehai for the same thing, and he immediately felt that he was in trouble. However, he was about to stand up and say goodbye, but unexpectedly, Du Zhen stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

After two pauses, he went out without looking back, but he left behind a few words before leaving.

"Since you have this intention, it is up to you and the abbot to decide how to plan and handle this matter!"

Faced with such an irresponsible teacher, Zhang Yue was extremely depressed after he realized what he was doing. He was only a ten-year-old "child", so it was too embarrassing, right?
Chapter completed!