Chapter 83: Where you are at peace is my hometown, there is always emotion without Zen.
As soon as she left, King Zhao Heng of Jing’an changed his body instantly, and he was focused. It seemed that the book that was hard to read at home just now had just passed by. He sat on a cushion made of vanilla, snorted coldly, and said gloomyly: “Xu Lazi, do you really think I dare not touch your son! The inheritance of this king made you work hard for twenty years into a big joke!”
Jiang Ni wanted to study, but Xu Fengnian reluctantly listened to her reading two thousand words, so he went to Yu Youwei to go out and prepare to take her to the Diaoyutai in Xiangfan to watch the scenery. There are several old Taoists in the Tianshi Mansion in Diaoyutai. Xu Fengnian could ask if he could ask about some news about Huang Man’er on Longhu Mountain. He was not relieved just to listen to Zhao Xituan’s old Taoist’s ghostwriting letters. Yu Youwei wore a gorgeous embroidered fur purchased by the Mushan Green Fur Silk and Satin Shop. It was a typical Western Chu style and could be called “pile of red brocade and charming”. Unfortunately, it was a little tighter in Xu Fengnian’s eyes. He was not happy that Yu Youwei would reveal her breasts slightly, but he didn’t want to let go of any charm. Yu Youwei was a beautiful girl with a romantic figure, especially the two piles of proud fat snow on her chest. Xu Fengnian was a bastard who had seen and tasted the tempting taste. Yu Youwei was so tightly wrapped that even the chance of thinking was strangled. Fortunately, she held the white cat and squeezed her chest out of her true nature. Xu Fengnian smiled and said to herself, “I won’t raise you in vain, Wu Meiniang.”
After going out, Xu Fengnian asked understandingly, “Have you ever admired the Skinny Sheep Lake?”
Yu Youwei shook her head.
Xu Fengnian then took her a little detour through a white snake embankment. It seemed that most of the attractions related to immortals were sword immortals, and he had never heard of them related to swords. For example, the White Snake Dike is a legend that hundreds of years ago, a land god couldn’t stand the white snake’s storm in the lake and slashed it with a sword. After the white snake’s huge body became a long dike. This is the case with the White Snake Dike, and the same is true for Chunshen Lake. There is no future for those who are playing with their swords. Xu Fengnian, who was full of self-deprecating, took Yu Youwei all the way, which was very eye-catching. Some of the sensuals who were traveling to the lake were all excited to recite poems or sing, hoping to win the blue eyes of the lady holding the cat, but unfortunately Yu Youwei turned a blind eye.
Xu Fengnian teased, “You failed to give the comments from Yanzhi’s chief and deputy, do you blame me?”
Yu Youwei just shook her head.
Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, “Really speaking, your father is a scholar from Jixia from Shangyin Academy. You should like the children of the gentry. You can go to Beiliang before, but I haven’t heard of any scholar you have a poem with.”
Yu Youwei said softly, “Because I know that those literati who say “I don’t care about the king and the princes, and I don’t farm, and the king issued an edict to me, I sleep alone” are all those who are crazy when the king issued an edict. Those sour scholars who claim to be “shocking the old dragon in the sky” are those who dare not kill chickens. What poetry can I talk about with them?”
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, “That’s right, it’s not as vulgar guys as me who buy literature openly. Otherwise, men only say that they are just vulgar guys.”Say three points and leave seven points to conquer the world.”
Yu Youwei lowered her head and said nothing.
He walked slowly out of Shouyang Lake. Xu Fengnian rode the horse led by Lu Qiantang. There were only five horses in total. He was quick and neat, so he did not give Yu Youwei the chance to ride the horse alone. After getting on the horse, His Highness the Prince hugged the beauty, and the beauty hugged the white cat, which became a beautiful scenery on the street that was pleasing to the eye.
After riding a horse to the city gate and going up the city tower, I realized that several old Taoist priests guarding Diaoyutai in Longhu Mountain had left Xiangfan. It turned out that the sky talisman had burned down by itself. No wonder the people in Xiangfan City were very happy. Xu Fengnian climbed to Diaoyutai, and no one dared to stop the city gate. Entering the towering city tower, Xu Fengnian looked at the city specifications, and Yu Youwei looked at the vast Chunshen Lake. Xu Fengnian asked Ning Emei some questions about how to carry out street fighting after breaking through the Xiangfan City Gate. Ning Emei is a distinctive general of the horse war. After entering the Northern Liang army, they mostly accumulate military merits on the heads of the Beimang barbarians on the border. The battle between the two sides was mostly a confrontation on the plains. Regarding the siege battle of the prince’s questioning by His Royal Highness, Ning Emei could only talk about the superficial things he heard from the old soldiers. Fortunately, Xu Fengnian was still obsessed with hearing it occasionally. When he encountered some confusion, he always had to ask the bottom of the matter. Ning Emei, who was half-baked in the streets, would inevitably stare at His Royal Highness.
Ning Emei, dressed in casual clothes, finally got a free time. Seeing His Highness stopping in the distance, she asked carefully: “Your Highness, what do you want to do in these things, there is no chance to siege the city on the border of Beiliang. “
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “As long as the books are in the book, I want them, and I can get everything at my fingertips. But those things that are not in the books are perhaps just trivial matters, and they are priceless to me. Besides, if we don’t attack the city now, we will not allow our 300,000 cavalry to siege Beimang in the future.”
Ning Emei’s body was shocked.
Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked, “General Ning, the Prince of Jing’an has accepted the sandalwood box I asked you to send.”
Ning Emei nodded and said, “It has been accepted. “
Xu Fengnian looked at the distant Prince Jing’an Mansion in the city and murmured, “It’s okay to be seen through by you. Isn’t it you the one who is the most irrelevant to the capital in the world?”
There is a temple that has been built for thousands of years, and the main gate has been closed forever. Whether it is emperors and generals or ordinary people burning incense, it has never been opened. This mountain temple has emerged from countless Taoist monks. The most famous recently, commonly known as Yang Taisui, is the imperial master of the two dynasties today. It is very likely to be three dynasties in the future. There are more than 3,000 monks who have passed away in the temple recorded in each dynasty and dynasty, of which more than 200 have been named national masters. Starting from Hinayana Zen to the Samadhi Zen, to the thirty-six flesh-body Bodhisattvas of the Northern Wei Dynasty, at the same time, the Buddha’s light shines everywhere, and to the Zen master Yiye who attained the supreme Buddhahood eight hundred years ago, crossing the sea to teach Mahayana wall view, and finally becoming a Buddhist ancestral home.
In the past few hundred years, Buddhism and Taoism have been fought against each other, and every ten years have been debated with Taoism, and the Buddhist sect is visited by monks in this temple.Longhu Mountain sits on the discussion. But unlike the strict hierarchy of Taoism, there are not many rules here, and anyone can go up the mountain, and you can go anywhere on the mountain. Here, the mountain is high, the temple is high, the tower is high, the Buddhist teachings are high, but the mountains are high, but it is as careless as the temple is called Liang Zen, and there is no name.
This is the world’s number one temple in the two temples.
Some people say that the reason why this temple is called two meditation is to practice self-meditation and other meditation, namely, Zen and Zen people. But in the long years of more than a thousand years, it seems that there is no unified official statement, and Liangchan Temple has never explained it.
There is a pagoda forest on the back of the mountain, which is the burial place of the two monks of the past dynasties. There are more than a thousand tombs. The tomb towers vary in size, each with carved inscriptions, and at first glance, it looks like a lush forest. The original intention of Liangzhen Temple did not regard this as a forbidden place, but believers were pious and did not dare to step in. Over time, few people came here to observe. There is a Thousand Buddha Hall on the edge of the Talin. The walls are painted with painted fist books of hundreds of meters long. There are 108 potholes on the ground in the hall. It is said that they are footprints trampled by the Arhats. There are thousands of punches when they see thousands of people, so they have the reputation of “the world’s boxing technique produces two Zens.”
There is a small thatched hut on the east side of Wanfo Hall. There is an unknown monk in white who lives for many years. If it weren’t for the bald man wearing a cassock, he wouldn’t look like a monk no matter how he looked. This middle-aged monk in white not only drank wine and ate meat, but the most overwhelming thing was that he also married a wife! There is also a daughter who grew up in the temple since childhood!
No matter how you look at it, they are all middle-aged monks with bad records. Apart from their poor life, they are lucky enough to have no evil with others. They only accept a little disciple with a good temper like him. The daughter is lively by nature and likes to climb up and down in the mountains. The oldest abbot in the temple loved this doll very much. The monk in white accidentally got into trouble several times and was chased by the old-fashioned monk in the precepts academy and asked his daughter to go to the abbot’s room to ask for a few strings of gourds to satisfy her craving. As long as the old abbot looked at her little daughter, she would immediately get relieved and she was unhappy. The disciple brought out by this middle-aged monk who guarded the Talin is not simple. He became a monk in the temple at a young age and was able to wear a light red cassock that was partial to his left shoulder. The monk’s Dharma name “Yi Chan” is very strange, but it does not seem strange compared to his master’s Dharma name.
In the beautiful sunny days, the poor monk sat in front of the hut, scrubbing a large basin of the master’s wife’s clothes, sighing. On the Lantern Festival, I went to the foot of the mountain to watch the lantern festival, but I was accidentally pulled to Longhu Mountain by someone. I also said a few words to Mr. Bai Lian at the Tianshi Mansion, but fortunately I was not beaten by the door closed. But as soon as I returned to the temple, I was suffering. My master’s wife was indeed a little lazy. She didn’t wash so many dirty clothes and didn’t smell bad when she was piled in the house. She had to wait until she returned to the temple before she could stop. And it was obvious that it was the idea of sneaking out to play. Master and his wife were still so kind when they saw things. She turned to see me and changed her face. She even had less rice in the bowl when she was eating. Alas, now I should have gone down the mountain with my master to buy rouge and water powder. The master is actually quite pitiful. He hid his money under the bed to storm the copper plates only when the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
A drunken person walked out of the hutThe monk in white was extremely tall, sitting next to the little monk, and also had a bitter face.
The little monk was unhappy to take a look.
In fact, it is not easy for a master.
The little monk was sore and his back was sore. He was bored. He had to ask casually: “Master, when he was going up the mountain, he heard that a famous monk from the south came to the temple, who was competing for territory with Abbot Huineng. Who would you win?”
The monk in white yawned and said angrily: “The foreign monk is good at chanting scriptures. Besides, your uncle Huineng’s fighting skills are similar to yours, and most of them cannot be able to rob others.”
The little monk curled his lips and said angrily: “You are unwilling to teach me advanced martial arts. What can I do? The boxing tutorial on the three walls of the Thousand Buddha Hall has been seen for so many years, but I really can’t see the power of it.”
The master was not at all responsible and said perfunctorily: “So you are a fool.”
The old-fashioned monk in the north and north sighed, “Master, do you think I can make a fortune in my life? If I can’t, I think it’s better to practice martial arts. Things always like to run down the mountain. I’m afraid she will be bullied, and I can’t beat her.”
The monk in white thought for a while and said, “That’s it, then you should use the little novice monks who are eight or nine years old in the temple as sandbags. As you beat them, you will become a master.”
The little monk said angrily, “You have said this long ago. Last year, I listened to you and beat a little novice monk, but the master came to scold people. You were so good that he just slipped away, causing the master’s wife to almost pull my ears off!”