Liu Yixuan chatted with the fat-headed monk for a few words. He knew that he was a prison monk in the temple, with his Dharma name "Guangyuan". He was specially responsible for entertaining pilgrims who came to incense. Liu Yixuan wanted to inquire about Zhang Zeduan's relevant situation, so he asked:

"Master Guangyuan, I am going to see someone when I arrive at Guishi today."

"Oh? I wonder who the young master is going to meet?"

"Is there an old man named Zhang among the pilgrims living in Guishi? That old man is good at writing and painting, and is from Shandong."

The monk Guangyuan thought for a moment and said, "The surname is Zhang? Oh, I understand, it's that old master Zhang Zhengdao!"

"Yes, it's him. Can he be in the temple now?" "The righteous path" is Zhang Zeduan's font size. When Liu Yixuan heard that the monk knew him, he must be in the temple. He was anxious for a moment and just wanted to see him immediately.

"Oh, that old master lives in the wing room in the backyard of the temple. He goes out early and comes back late all day and can't see anyone. The young master comes to look for him at this time, I'm afraid he won't see him!" He said again: "Let's go, I'll take the young master to the backyard to see. If the old master is still there, you won't have been here today."

After hearing this, Liu Yixuan was worried that he would not be able to meet Zhang Zeduan, but at least he knew where this outstanding calligrapher and painter of the Northern Song Dynasty was settled. Liu Yixuan never expected that he would still meet Zhang Zeduan himself during this trip to the Northern Song Dynasty, which had already made him very excited. Little records of Zhang Zeduan's deeds were recorded in literary and historical materials, and his paintings were only a handful of them. However, a real artist does not have to have a high output. Sometimes a masterpiece is enough to leave him a name in history.

In the field of literature and art, there are many such examples. For example, a poet named Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty, who happened to be surnamed Zhang. When searching for his information, he always "birth and death year are unknown, his name is unknown", and he left only two poems, but one of the only two poems in the remaining poems, "Spring River Moon Night", was enough to make him stand out among many Tang Dynasty poets. Later generations commented that "Spring River" was "overwhelming the entire Tang Dynasty with lonely articles", while Zhang Ruoxu was "single articles are extremely profound and are for everyone". It can be seen that real artists should pursue the quality of their works, rather than simply pursuing quantity.

Liu Yixuan followed Monk Guangyuan to the backyard. The monk pointed to a closed door and said to Liu Yixuan: "Young Master, come and see, I didn't lie to you, right? This Mr. Zhang has indeed gone to Yunyou again."

Liu Yixuan walked up to the door and looked into the room through the crack. It turned out that it was dark and there was no one. Then he asked again: "How many days has this husband been living in your temple? Are there any other people around him?"

Liu Yixuan thought that Zhang Zeduan had also been in the Hanlin Academy, and must have met many calligraphy and painting friends. This time, he and a few friends came to Xiangyang to sketch, but it was impossible to say that he had other famous calligraphy and painting masters around him.

"This husband Zhang has lived in this temple for three or four months. He is only accompanied by a little book boy. He brought it from his hometown. There is no one else except that." Guangyuan replied.

Liu Yixuan was somewhat disappointed when he heard this, but even if he only saw Zhang Zeduan this time, it would be worth the trip.

"I wonder when this Princess will come back on the day of justice?" Liu Yixuan asked again.

"This... is hard to say. Sometimes he would come back before dark, and sometimes he would spend the night outside. In short, he is a weird person and his whereabouts are uncertain!"

"Oh, this is not easy to deal with..." Liu Yixuan heard that Zhang Zeduan was a person with irregular life and didn't know when he would come back, so he felt embarrassed for a moment. The servant next to him was promoted and advised: "Young Master, since this painter is not here, let's go back first and come to visit again in the future. The master and wife are still waiting for us at home."

"How can that work? Since I'm here today, I can't go there in vain, right? Let's wait before talking about it. The scenery here is beautiful and the environment is beautiful. You have to stay for a while. Maybe Painter Zhang will come back in a while!" After that, he stepped forward and continued to visit the temple.

Liu Yixuan visited the Buddhist temple, Zen room, Sutra Pavilion, and Bell Tower in the temple from beginning to end, and carefully admired the pagoda and the statue of the Arhat in the back garden of the temple. He graduated from the Department of Archaeology. He not only never tires of looking at these dilapidated things, but also makes me think about the identification of the age. He was happy. The servant was promoted and followed him for half a day, and his legs were already sore. He sat on a stone bench and begged to Liu Yixuan: "Young Master, let's stop watching. I'm hungry, and I'm so young that I'm hungry. Seeing that the sun is setting, we'd better go back to the city."

"What city to go back to?! You finally have a chance to come out to play, you don't know how to cherish it, you're blind! I'll call you again, I won't take you out next time! I have no prospects!"

Liu Yixuan cursed the promotion head-on, and the promotion was cursing that he only lowered his head and curled his lips, not daring to say anything more. However, the promotion was right. It was indeed time for dinner. Not only did the promotion feel hungry, but Liu Yixuan also began to feel anxious in his belly. Liu Yixuan watched the monks coming and going to the canteen and knew that it was time for lunch in the temple. So he shouted to the promotion: "Let's go, follow these masters, let's go to the canteen for vegetarian food."

When the promotion heard that there was food, he hurriedly patted his butt and followed him. The master and servant entered the cafeteria and met the Master Guangyuan who had just led the way. The monk smiled at Liu Yixuan and asked, "What? The young master is going to have vegetarian food with us today?"

Liu Yixuan smiled and said, "Yes, since you have entered Buddhism, you will naturally have to forget the five meats and three boredoms. Today, our master and servant did not bring any dry food, so we had to have a meal in your canteen!"

"Your Madam, where is this? You are a pilgrim who came to the temple to incense and donated money for incense to our temple. That is, the guests of our temple. How can you say it is a free meal? Please sit in the private room!" As he said that, he led Liu Yixuan and the others to sit in the private room on the side of the canteen. It turned out that the dining hall of this temple was like a restaurant in the city. Ordinary monks eat in the hall in the order of each room and a courtyard. Monks with some status or distinguished guests from the temple can use private rooms. The monks have long been accustomed to the rules in the temple. Although Liu Yixuan's master and servant have been swaying, they did not attract the attention of many monks. They still bury their heads and talk and laugh.

When Liu Yixuan entered the elegant room, Monk Guangyuan asked the two little novice monks in the canteen to bring two vegetarian dishes. Liu Yixuan saw the vegetarian dishes, and the dishes were clean and the meal was rich. A portion of white rice, two plates of vegetables, a portion of dried tofu, and two pieces of vegetarian fried cakes, which was also very clear and pure.

Liu Yixuan thanked and said, "It's really disturbing that the master is so entertaining!"

The monk smiled and said, "Young Master, don't be so polite." He said, "I think the young master looks and behaves well. I guess the mansion is also a famous family in Xiangyang City, right? There are many masters and sons from Xiangyang City who have visited our temple. Why are I a little jealous of the young masters and sons?"

After hearing this, Liu Yixuan knew that the monk wanted to flatter him again, so he only paid attention to eating and did not answer him. The servant next to him was promoted and replied: "This master doesn't know anything. Our master is the first-class prime minister of the dynasty. He just returned a few days ago. Of course you don't know us anymore!" After that, he continued to scatter.

Monk Guangyuan often deals with the children of officials in Xiangyang City, and has also seen many high-ranking officials and merchants from all over the country. Naturally, he knows the high and low esteems. Although the Buddha said that all beings are equal, who is not tired of fame and fortune in the world? Otherwise, there would be no such Buddhist temples and Taoist temples to cultivate one's body, nature and mind and few desires. There is a good song of "The Love Song of the World":

People’s feelings are as thin as paper, and things are as new as chess.

No one is concerned about the poor living in the downtown area, and rich living in the deep mountains have distant relatives.

If you don’t believe it, just look at the wine in the banquet, and give it to the rich and noble people first.

A high-headed horse was tied in front of the door, either a kiss or a kiss.

A beggar stick is placed in front of the door, but relatives and old friends do not come to the door.

People in the world need gold to make friends, but they don’t have much gold, but they don’t have deep friends.

Even if you promise to make promises, you will eventually be in a leisurely way.

Brothers who are rich and drunk are too much, but never saw anyone in a hurry.

Friends who drink and eat wine and meat every day, and they will not be able to marry each other without money or power.

...

When the monk Guangyuan heard that Liu Yixuan was originally the prime minister, he immediately looked at him with a different eye and stood up to salute and said, "Oh, it turns out that Lingzun is the first-class prime minister who came out of our Xiangyang City. He is really disrespectful! Since the prime minister has arrived, how can he eat this simple meal? Come on, remove the vegetarian rice and replace it with some good fruits!"

Liu Yixuan hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, no, Master Guangyuan doesn't have to make such troubles. These foods are already very good. Besides, my father has resigned from his official position and returned to the country, so he will no longer be a first-class prime minister. It won't take much trouble for the master!"

"How can you do it? You are a distinguished guest of our temple. If I neglect it, wouldn't it be a sin?"

Liu Yixuan pressed the fat monk and smiled and said, "I am so light-fitting that I don't want to be too arrogant. Besides, this vegetarian rice is very suitable for my taste. Look, I'm almost full." As he said that, he showed Guangyuan half a bowl of rice in the bowl. Seeing that Liu Yixuan was so humble, Guangyuan stopped changing tables with him and only served him with a smile.

After using the vegetarian meal, Liu Yixuan went to the Buddhist temple for a walk again, but saw Guangyuan leading a great monk in a cassock to see him. Liu Yixuan hurriedly came forward to welcome him, but Guangyuan looked full of meat and smiled and said, "Young Master Liu, this is Master Zhikong, the temple in this temple. I heard that the young master is here, so I will come to have a moment with you."
Chapter completed!