Except for the officials who were on duty, all the officials of the Tang Dynasty had taken a break of nearly twenty days.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the operation of Chang'an, the hub of the Tang Dynasty, has finally slowed down.

In the gloomy sky, snowflakes fell slowly, as if a layer of silver had been laid on the Tang Dynasty.

Crystal snowflakes are flying all over the sky, thousands of lights are on, smoke is curling up from kitchens, it’s quiet and peaceful!

In front of the gate of Zheng Guogong's mansion, there was a carriage parked.

Wu Meiniang was wearing a white fleece jacket and a fluffy white collar today, which made her face turn red, and she breathed out wisps of white air, giving her a beautiful scene in winter.

Wei Shuyu was wearing a white shirt and a white cloak as usual.

There was a coal stove burning in the carriage, and the ventilation pipe protruded from the top of the carriage, burning wisps of smoke. The interior of the entire carriage was spacious, clean, and steaming hot.

Although he is a Taoist who is not afraid of the heat and cold, what Wei Shuyu wants to say is: "Since winter is here, let's enjoy it..."

Life is always like this.

The driver was a servant from Zheng Guogong's mansion, while Wei Shuyu and Wu Meiniang were sitting alone in the carriage, setting off for Jinshan Temple today.

Li Chunfeng returned to Qianlong Temple first and rushed to Jinshan Temple later.

"Go to the Chen Mansion first and pick up Guangrui."

"Okay, young master, sit still." The young man raised his whip and drove towards the Chen Mansion.

Chen Mansion.

Chen Guangrui and Yin Wenjiao also packed up and were ready to go to Jinshan Temple, when the boy at the door came to report.

"Sir, the Protector is here."

"Uncle Yu?"

Chen Guangrui brought Yin Wenjiao to the front door of the mansion.

"Guangrui, get in the car and set off." Wei Shuyu smiled and invited Chen Guangrui to ride with him.

"Shuyu, isn't this good? My wife and I will rent a carriage later." Chen Guangrui was a little envious of Wei Shuyu's custom-made carriage, but it cost a full five hundred dollars!

"It's freezing cold, so don't bother. There's nothing wrong with it. We can still talk along the way."

"Okay, thank you Shuyu!"

Chen Guangrui and Yin Wenjiao boarded Wei Shuyu's carriage together. The interior space was spacious, and it would not be a problem to seat three or four more people.

The boy chuckled, waved his whip, drove the carriage through the shallow snow, left Chang'an City, and rushed to Jinshan Temple.

Wei Shuyu chatted with Chen Guangrui, and Wu Meiniang chatted with Yin Wenjiao, which was very harmonious.

"Shuyu, why are you going to the Buddhist temple?"

Wei Shuyu smiled mysteriously and whispered in his ear: "Ask for a child!"

When Chen Guangrui heard this, he immediately understood that Wei Shuyu had been married for five or six years and had no children yet.

"That's what you should beg for."

"Shu Yu, I don't mean anything else. I am very familiar with their Abbot Kongming, and we will work together when the time comes." Chen Guangrui quickly added.

Wei Shuyu smiled and said, "Okay, that's it."

Starting early in the morning, the carriage arrived outside Jinshan Temple around noon.

Wei Shuyu got off the carriage, and the snow squeaked under his feet.

Wei Shuyu looked towards Jinshan Temple, and could faintly see wisps of golden light rising from the temple. There was an aura in the golden light, which made Wei Shuyu feel a little uncomfortable.

"It really is a majestic temple!"

Compared with the number of Buddhist temples, there are many fewer Taoist temples, which has a lot to do with the previous dynasties.

At that time, perhaps Taoism was in decline, and Buddhism was aggressively marching into the Eastern Tang Dynasty. A poem could not be more appropriate to describe it.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers are in the mist.

At that time, the people's livelihood was in decline, they had no food to eat, and the crisis was unprecedentedly serious. However, Buddhist temples sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and each one of them was built with splendor and splendor.

I don’t know how much human blood is contained in this magnificent and majestic temple...

"Daddy, daddy, you are here."

As soon as Wei Shuyu got off the carriage, he saw a five or six-year-old novice monk running towards him in the distance, wearing thick monk robes with open arms and a look of joy on his face.

The little novice monk suddenly hugged Chen Guangrui's thigh, with pitiful eyes and countless hopes.

Chen Guangrui hugged the little novice with love and affection, "Have you eaten well? Have you studied well with the master?"

"Yeah, yeah, I've had a good meal, and I've also studied well with the master. My brothers all praised me." The little novice monk nodded fiercely.

"I just miss my father and mother a little bit."

Yin Wenjiao took Chen Jiangliu's hand sadly and held back the tears in her eyes.

Wei Shuyu stood aside quietly, looking at the little novice monk in Yin Wenjiao's arms. He looked cute and handsome, and looked very similar to Chen Guangrui. When he grew up, he would definitely be a handsome man...well...a beautiful monk!

"This is...Chen Jiangliu, Tang Xuanzang!"

Name: Chen Jiangliu, Tang Monk, Tang Xuanzang

Race: Human Race (Hongmeng Alien Species: Six-winged Golden Cicada)

Qualification: Little Chaos Demon God Level (under seal)

Cultivation: None

Kung Fu: Hinayana Buddhism

Wei Shuyu looked at the information displayed by the system and was not surprised at all.

The Mosquito Taoist is also a Hongmeng alien species, named: Six-winged Black Mosquito!

One is a six-winged black mosquito, the other is a six-winged golden cicada, and they are both Hongmeng alien species. How could there be no connection between them?

Wei Shuyu learned from the deep inheritance of the mosquito Taoist blood that the six-winged black mosquito and the six-winged golden cicada were natural enemies. They had been fighting for countless years. It can be said that they are no longer familiar with each other!

Wei Shuyu also heard about the origin of the six-winged golden cicada.

According to legend, before Jie Yin attained enlightenment and became a saint, he traveled through the primitive chaos and accidentally encountered the naughty six-winged golden cicada.

The six-winged golden cicada annihilated the spiritual intelligence of the six-winged golden cicada, placed it on the Bodhi tree, and influenced it with the supreme Buddhist teachings. After an unknown number of years, the six-winged golden cicada finally reborn the spiritual wisdom!

This is Jin Chanzi. He is born close to Buddhism and has extremely high qualifications. Among Buddhists, his attainments in Buddhism are second only to Tathagata Buddha. Even Avalokitesvara, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva are no match for Jin Chanzi in Buddhism!

"Golden cicada, six-winged golden cicada, haha..." Wei Shuyu's mouth curved slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

aside.

Chen Guangrui also smiled and introduced to Chen Jiangliu: "Jiang Liu, this is your Uncle Wei. Uncle Wei is very powerful. He is the number one scholar of our Tang Dynasty and the protector of the country!"

"Hello, Uncle Wei." The five or six-year-old Tang Seng, his little face turned red from the cold, his voice was soft and waxy, he was so cute!

Wei Shuyu had an evil thought in his heart, stretched out his hands and rubbed Chen Jiangliu's tender face crazily, "Haha, cute, come and give me a hug!"

Wei Shuyu could even imagine the future scene. Facing the four disciples Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Monk Sha, and Xiao Bailong, he said seriously: "No matter how big or small, your master calls me uncle, what should you call me? When I was a child,

That’s how I rubbed his face!”

Just thinking about it made Wei Shuyu feel more and more interesting.

"Stop calling me uncle, it looks old. Why don't you call me brother?" Wei Shuyu suggested.

Chen Guangrui's expression changed quickly, "That's not possible, please be respectful!"

Perhaps the little Tang Monk was in a bad mood because Wei Shuyu was rubbing his face crazily just now, so he said with a bitter face: "Uncle Wei!"

Wei Shuyu seemed to be doing magic, and took out a finely carved wooden pony, a wooden wolf hair brush, wooden fish and other small objects from the bag on his waist.

When the little Tang Monk saw many small objects, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, "Brother Wei."

"Why!"

Chen Guangrui covered her forehead with hatred, "What the hell, son, don't scream nonsense, you're inferior."

"Haha, it's okay, let's go into the temple."

Wei Shuyu carried the little Tang Monk into Jinshan Temple.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, flying all over the sky, and it is a vast expanse of white.

At this time, above the clouds, three Arhats and one Venerable had a panoramic view of the scene just now.

"This is me, a Buddhist disciple. Is it inappropriate for him to do this?"

"The decree given to us by Supreme Guanyin is to protect the safety of Golden Chanzi."

"That is his biological father. If we prevent him from meeting, it may affect Jin Chanzi's growth. Also, Wei Shuyu is now the Protector of the Country. He is protected by the officialdom of the clan and cannot be touched without permission."

"Jinchanzi is so young, and her Buddha nature has already put us to shame. When she grows up, she will definitely become an outstanding Buddhist!"


Chapter completed!