Buddha kill GL

Since seeing Kongtong that day, Zisang has been thinking about the day when he will come again.

Kong Tong said that maybe one day he would pick her up to see her father-in-law.

Zisang did not dare to tell his mother this.

He didn't dare to talk to Yuanhe either, Yuanhe couldn't hide his words, and all the secrets would come out with just one opening of his mouth.

Zisang told this to his master.

A few days after Kongtong's arrival, the husband never came to the courtyard, and it was only these few days that he started to lead Zisang to read some national history as usual.

Ask Mr. where he went those few days.

The gentleman said that there were a lot of things going on in the world recently, so he went to Changzhou Fucheng to buy food for a few days, so as to plan ahead.

It turned out to be the case.

This is not the first time, Mr. lives in Xianpan Mountain, Mr. sometimes said that he slept in a tree hole, sometimes in a cave, sometimes on a rock, and sometimes even said that he slept in the sky .

Sir, you are always talking nonsense, how can people sleep in the sky.

The teacher said, I said it is heaven, it is heaven.

After pestering my husband for several days for the secret of how to sleep in the sky, Zisang finally understood that the sky my husband mentioned was just the big rock on the tip of Xianpan Mountain.

The gentleman said that in the morning, there are clouds and mist around the top of the mountain, which is not like a fairy palace in the sky.

Zisang had never been out of the monastery, so he didn't know if those holes and rocks were really there, or Mr. Du just said it for fun.

The mother said that the husband likes to play, so he went to beg for food.

There is food for the husband in this courtyard, and he eats a lot.

My mother said, Mr. is the teacher of the former kings, he is kind to each other, and he is respected wherever he goes.

The gentleman said, what I'm asking for is not the porridge, rice and noodles, but the fate, fortune, and momentum of the people in this world.

This son Sang didn't understand again.

Zisang told her husband about Kongtong's visit to the courtyard.

Or one day, Uncle Kongtong will come to pick me up to Changzhou Fucheng.

Zisang said, sir, you can come with me too, just take me to beg for food.

That is to say, it is said in the book that a beggar is a person who, when he is poor and has nowhere to go, wanders in the market, wanders in the wilderness, and lives without a fixed place.

She still doesn't understand, what pity, why bother, what fear.

Mr. likes to beg, that must be an interesting thing.

Hearing that Zisang wanted to take him with him, Mr. laughed loudly. Mr. said, if you want to ask for it, you must ask the Buddha for this world.

What is the world.

You can't touch it, and you don't know whether it is long or flat, square or round.

It is the location of all living beings, the world, and hell.

Shaking his head.

A few days later, the husband suddenly said that he was leaving.

In the past, when he left, he never said anything.

Zisang asked him, are you going to beg for food again?

The husband said that he didn't ask for it anymore, and it was useless for him to ask for it.

The husband said, I like things that are in the limelight, so I came here to be your husband for a few years.

After a long time, maybe the history of the country will add another one to me, and I may be the second generation of emperor teacher.

My mother said long ago that Qingyang's knowledge is excellent, but you can just listen to the gossip he said outside of books, and don't have to speculate.

Zisang didn't write down the words she didn't understand.

Just sir, when will you be back.

The husband said, this time I really want to leave.

Not coming back?

Not going back.

What about your holes?

Give it back to those trolls.

The gentleman said that those holes and sites were all won by him after three hundred rounds of fighting with the mountain monsters and fairies.

nonsense.

The mother made such a judgment, and she specially discussed with the husband seriously, so that she would not say such absurd things in the future.

This time I really won't come back, the gentleman is carrying a bag on his back, and the holes in his clothes haven't been mended, he looks very shabby, but his beard is still white and flowing.

The husband said, I will test you again.

When Zisang heard that he would never come back, he nodded his head, tears streaming down his face.

He just likes to listen to Mr. talking nonsense. After Mr. left, no one will tell him about those monsters and Donger.

Sir, do you remember what books you copied these days?

The book was still on the desk, so Zisang remembered it, she typed to practice calligraphy and read the text, and she remembered the things in the text firmly.

I copied the Home and Country chapter.

There are as many as thirteen volumes in the book, and Zisang copied it for a while every day, and copied it five times for three consecutive years.

What is home?

Zisang was stunned for a while, she remembered all this chapter, she had never mentioned it, she shook her head, her husband was playing tricks on her again.

Sir, there is no such explanation in the chapter on family and country.It is only said that princes have a country, a doctor has a family, a state has a family, and the world weighs it.

The husband said that there are probably many things in the world that are not in the book, and it is impossible to read the book for everything.

Zisang asked back, what does the gentleman say is home?

Mr.: "You think for yourself."

really.

The gentleman did not answer but asked again, what is a country.

This is hard for Zisang.

Nanliang country is a country, Beichang country is also a country, Xiling country, and Dongchi country are all countries with boundaries as lines and cities as defenses, one side is territory and the other is a country.

Why is Changzhou City not called Changzhou State?

The questions my husband asked today were not answers that could be found in the book at once. The tears on Zisang’s face had already dried up, and he only wanted to search for the answers, so he went to the book.

Mr. strokes his beard.

What is contained in the earth, what is the destiny of heaven, what is the direction of the heart, where is the hope of all, the land is vast and abundant, the people live in peace and happiness, this is the country, the emperor governs the country, and all living beings are the foundation

Remember the morality and righteousness of the king, the well-being of the people of the world depends on it, the body of the king, and the public weapon, you should put the hearts and minds of the people first, and put the country first and then the family.

Sir, you talk too much.

Zi Sang knew that these books were unprecedented, so he wrote down the notes, and when he looked up, he saw the dirty cloth on his body fluttering in the wind.

sir, sir.

Zisang chased her out, and as soon as she left the small courtyard, a monk and nun warned her that the Buddhist gate should be quiet and not make any noise.

But when she cried, the monks and nuns did not stop her.

When Yuanhe came back from his master, Zisang stopped crying for the second time.

Met Yuanhe.

Zisang couldn't help but began to cry for the third time. While crying, he told Yuanhe that her husband didn't go out to beg for food this time, but he didn't come back again.

Yuanhe said, Mr. is gone and I will accompany you.

Yuanhe said, I will definitely not leave you.

This was different, and Zisang cried even harder.

She knew that Yuanhe didn't know how to tell books or stories, and Yuanhe couldn't even read all the scriptures.

What's more, Yuanhe doesn't know anything except eating and sleeping.

She didn't know who to ask about many things in the future, not to mention, she told her husband the secret that Kongtong might come to pick her up.

As a result, Mr. ran away with his secret like this.

I don't know where he will go.

Zisang told his mother again that his husband did not come back, and cried three times before, although this time he was also sad, but he couldn't squeeze any more tears.

When Yuanhe was beaten, she cried once.

The host said, teardrops represent the bond between you and this person, and if you don't see each other again, the tears you shed represent the weight of your bond.

Mother said, Qingyang has such a temperament, no matter what, you will love to write and read by yourself in the future, as I said at the beginning, you are just a girl, you don't need to know any history, literature and classics.

After saying that, Mother sighed again, what did Bo Liang read, how many characters did he know?

The author has something to say:

Sentient beings.

This article is full of serious nonsense about Buddhist prayers and national history.