In the barren mountain in the mouth of Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Shanchang, the mountain road has now been more than doubled. It is said that this is a white jade mountain road built by a small businessman named Wansan.

The little businessman has always been a lord who likes to pray to God and Buddha. When he passed by Fengyang Mountain that day, he lost a large group of goods.

The goods in this brigade were basically mostly worth his wealth, who started from scratch.

If he can be delivered safely, he will make a big profit, several times or even dozens of times the profit, and he will get it.

Unfortunately, this guy was lost.

Chen Wansan, who was depressed in his heart, ran to Huangjue Temple halfway up the mountain at night. In front of the big stone that closed the mountain, he complained for a long time, but he fell asleep in a daze.

Who would have thought that when he woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to steal the vegetarian offerings here to fill his stomach, countless light spots floated up on the big rock in front of the mountain, and a simple map appeared in vain and real.

In the most conspicuous position above, an x ​​is marked.

And it was this thing that made Chen Wansan, who was confused, wake up instantly.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he kowtowed three times to the temple gate behind the big stone and made his own vow.

"The Bodhisattva appears, thank the Buddha. If I really find the goods, I will definitely renovate the mountain road here!"

"I will come here every year to make wishes and worship!"

After saying that, Chen Wansan ran towards the mountain without looking back, and did not forget to bite the peach in his hand.

When he found that place, he realized that it was only one street away from the warehouse where he lost goods.

The management of the Chamber of Commerce was to custody and cooperate with the internal thieves of Chen Wansan's family to transport the goods out in and out, and bully him, an outside merchant.

When Chen Wansan and the yamen runners successfully recovered their goods and almost transported them to the day before the delivery date, the kid even relied on Huangjue Temple.

Since then, not only has the entire mountain road here been renovated and expanded, but also to match the white jade gate, white jade with a color-like color was transported from the south as a staircase, and the renovation here was completely renovated.

Chen Wansan, who did these tasks, felt that it was not enough. Whenever he had free time, he would call his friends to come to Fengyang Mountain and do nothing else. He would just stick his head to chat and talk inside in the big stone at the entrance of the temple.

How is the business today? The ship will sink to the bottom again tomorrow.

While complaining, he was like God's help, making his business bigger and bigger.

It actually covers the entire Jiangnan.

Logically speaking, your Chen Wansan is doing business so big, so he should be getting busier and busier, right? Don’t run to Huangjue Temple if you have nothing to do, right?

But he just didn't.

If his business involves near Fengyang Mountain in Huizhou, no matter how big or small, he will come over to take a look.

In his words, the reason why Chen Wansan is today is because of the gift from the Buddha, and people should learn to be grateful.

Therefore, the traces of Shen Wansan were brought along the mountain roads of Huangjue Temple.

Such obvious changes can naturally be seen clearly for Zhu Yuanzhang.

While talking about the difference between the brothers beside him, he watched the huge renovation with a secret fear.

This businessman named Chen is rich enough.

Could it be that under his governance, this country has begun to move towards the direction of prosperity of the country and strengthening the people?

The people are so rich, why are I still eating braised vegetables?

When Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and saw that although Queen Ma was wearing silk clothes, it was only 80% new and most ordinary materials. The feeling of discomfort in his heart became even more intense.

Just as he was thinking about doing something about this situation in his heart, the eunuch beside him gently reminded him: "Your Majesty, the gate of Huangjue Temple is about to arrive."

"I saw that the mountain gate was still closed, and there was no point in opening it halfway. Is it necessary for me to send someone to come. Yingshan asked someone to let the monks inside open the mountain gate?"

Zhu Yuanzhang, holding his hands behind his back, was reminded by the people around him that he was standing on the last step and stopped moving.

An emotion called the timidity of the countryside emerged from his heart.

When I met my senior brother again, what should I say the first thing?

When the eldest brother saw my current achievements, will his attitude towards me change?

Will he praise me rarely once, and finally see the shining light on me?

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be no longer an emperor holding the power of life and death in the world. He seemed to have returned many years ago, and was carefully taught by his senior brother and pulled away from the ruler.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who thought of this, shook his head in self-deprecatingly and said as if he was a little sarcastic: "Everyone said that there is a true Buddha in Huangjue Temple, which is quite effective."

"If the person in this room doesn't even know my arrival, he can't be called a Taoist monk or a powerful person."

After saying that, everyone around Zhu Yuanzhang nodded one by one, and only Li Shanchang and the other four silently lowered their heads.

Although this senior brother has been in seclusion for many years, no one knows when he popped up.

If you have strange phenomena, don’t argue with a mortal like yourself.

Their group was quite happy when they talked, but they couldn't resist the many pilgrims coming and going.

Since there is a very devout believer who likes to observe others, he can't stand Zhu Yuanzhang's big words.

Look, someone suddenly walked towards him opposite Zhu Yuanzhang.

And the guards beside Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be about to draw their swords to stop them.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped the people around him from moving with interest, wanting to see what this person really wants to do.

When the man was a few steps away from him, he stopped with a very reasonable attitude and used his self-conscious and romantic attitude to lift the two wide-sleeved robes on his arm upwards.

Then he used his palms with four big gold rings on his five fingers and pointed in the direction of Zhu Yuanzhang: "Ha! Where did the madman come out, dare you say that this Huangjue Temple is not?"

"As soon as you see the dress of people like you." Chen Wansan glanced up and down at the crowd of people in front of him with extremely contemptuous eyes.

He couldn't say that he was dressed in an untidy manner, but he was far from Shen Wansan.

Thinking of this, Chen Wansan unconsciously shook his two palms. The yellow golden ring shone with the golden light of the rich in the sun.

Giving him the gold with infinite confidence, he let him say the following words: "It must be the local buns from the north."

"I consciously passed by a few years or had experienced something, but I didn't even respect the Buddha."

"As you like this, I shouldn't come up to dissuade you. I should see you talking nonsense, and finally angering the gods and reaping the consequences of your own."

"I'll tell you, hey! Don't believe it..."

Just as Shen Wansan became more and more excited as he spoke, his saliva was almost spraying on the face of the eunuch who was blocking Zhu Yuanzhang and him, suddenly, a strange movement occurred on the entire Fengyang Mountain.

I saw that the birds that were originally flying naturally fell from the sky and swirled onto the surrounding branches as if they were inspired, as if they were waiting for someone to come, quietly no longer singing.

A few gray rabbits in the grass halfway up the hillside didn't care about the people coming and going around, and jumping a few times, making me closer to the gate of Huangjue Temple.

Before everyone could react to these strange phenomena, the mountain sealing stone in front of them, which had been hit by Fengshuang for many years and was covered with a huge rock by the loess dust and sand, splitting to both sides with a crack.

Accompanied by a wave of yellow sand falling, the tribute incense candles that were too close to each other were dragged to the two sides by the big stone.

This scene not only made the two groups of Zhu Yuanzhang, who were arguing, stunned, but also made this not one of the few pilgrims during the pilgrimage period worship.

This has not been reacted for many years, as quiet as this mountain gate that was originally a stone.

And the people inside are so old that everyone has forgotten that there are living monks here.

When the two huge rocks were completely opened and the yellow dust was rushing up, Li Shanchang behind Zhu Yuanzhang said to himself in a shy voice: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother actually knows that we have arrived in Fengyang Mountain."

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang and his group were shocked and suspicious, Chen Wansan next to them was fearless.

When he saw this scene, he was simply ecstatic, with a crazy admiration and joy on his face. He didn't care about continuing to reason with Zhu Yuanzhang, but turned around and planned to rush into the stone gate.

Who would have thought that when the yellow sand in the sky gradually dissipated, everyone saw a few shadows inside the temple.

The monk in charge bowed his head lightly, and the distant singing seemed to be floating from the sky.

"Master Zhu, after many years of separation, I met again in this temple, are you safe?"

It was this voice that not only stopped Chen Wansan from rushing forward wildly, but also caused the person asked to feel a hundred kinds of feelings to the heart in an instant. He was a little in a dilemma and did not dare to come forward to recognize each other.

After all, Gu Zheng was able to slowly express what he wanted to say when no one answered.

When he finished speaking, his fellow brothers shouted behind him: "Amitabha."

"Today, the wind and rain are smooth, Huangjue Temple once issued an oath to hide from the world and seal the mountain, and the deadline ends now."

"The seventh generation host of Huangjue Temple is now, Master Wuyu, and join hands with the seven disciples in the temple to reopen the mountain gate and accept the incense and the hall."

"From then on, I will serve the Buddha with all my heart, protect the people around me, and pass on the boundless mysteries of Buddhism."

When the words were all over, Gu Zheng poked his Zen stick and said to the pilgrims outside the door: "The gate of Huangjue Temple is restarted and the bed is swept to welcome him."

"Dear donors who are destined to be, you can enter the hall to put a sacred incense to show your devout worship of the Buddha."

“The rumors are quite effective.”

"This is also the apology from the monks of Huangjue Temple for the act of closure of the mountain."

After hearing what the host inside said, the believers who kowtowed on the ground did not hesitate to get up from the ground, and ran straight towards the direction of the hall regardless of the matter.

In the end, the act of opening the mountain gate made the congested temple gate free.

It was not until this time that Zhu Yuanzhang truly saw his senior brother's current appearance.

Time seems to favor this person especially, even for many years, his face did not cover the miserable image of wind, frost, snow and rain.

On the contrary, time gives this middle-aged man a more wise look and insight into the inner world.
To be continued...