Pingyang Fu of the Red Chamber

Chapter 606 The abbot’s merits are complete
On the official road of the North City Gate,

Seeing the convoy moving forward slowly, accompanied by soldiers and horses guarding the front and rear,

The wind is sunny and the breeze is gentle,
Zhang Jinyu breathed a sigh of relief. The most difficult task was to be a nanny. If he had known earlier, he would have asked His Majesty to send the imperial guards to accompany him.

He secretly glanced around a few times, and saw that everything was fine. He took out sesame seed cakes from somewhere, sat down on his horse and began to eat them. He also took the things brought by the soldiers behind him and sent them directly to the car of Mrs. Houfu Wang at the back. inside the rack.

Follow the car window and throw the food in.

After a pack of hot food wrapped in oil paper was thrown in, all the women in the car were stunned. Yueshu and Yueshu were used to it. They took the food and spread it in the car and put it on the table. Mrs. Wang saw it. said,

"Eat. Beishan says whether it's close or far. It still takes an hour to get there. Let's eat some snacks to pass the time."

"Yes, mother."

Qin Keqing looked strange, as if the husband liked to buy something to take with him wherever he went, but he felt a little better. It was true that he was a generous person outside the customs, and there were not so many rules. If the wealthy families in the capital had too many rules, it would be scary.

After a while, several people started eating together, and the atmosphere was quite comfortable.

He raised his eyes and looked at his surroundings. There was a forest not far from the official road. The pines and cypress trees were full of vitality and the grass was lush.

Bian was talking about the scene just now. Many people saw it. I really don’t know how such a flattering person could make the Queen Mother and Queen Mother so favored. Isn’t it too casual and disrespectful, and now he is still eating it? It seems a little lawless to hold something.

I never imagined that someone so young could do such a thing.

Bian couldn't help laughing and said,
"Sister, the man riding the horse over there is Marquis Luo Yun. This is the first time I've seen him. I didn't expect him to be so favored. Going out is like a spring outing. How dare others do this."

Fresh water vapor lingers around the entire mountain in the distance. The air is mixed with the fragrance of pines and cypresses, blending into nature. The sun shines on the body, shining brightly, casting a golden halo over the entire mountain forest. .

Beautiful indeed!
Zhang Jinyu glanced around and thought to himself, no wonder the royal family's summer palace could be built there. It's such a treasure. If there could be a small waterfall in Beishan, the days would be so small that the gods wouldn't change. I wonder if the princess can be raised. Turn your head, tut.

Zhang Jinyu put the last bit of sesame seed cake on her hand into her mouth, and then burped.

"Not so much, Gao Jian, but my sister just said something wrong. Who was not full of energy when they were young, but we two sisters are getting older."

At the end of the line,

He touched his somewhat stretched belly and muttered.

Princess Dong raised her eyebrows. This was the person who gave the prince a headache. In the south of the Yangtze River, Marquis Luo Yun was a bit ruthless. There were many former officials and generals of the palace who died because of him. Although he knew that those people had some influence on the Dongwang Palace. Two hearts, but Shi Yancong, the commander of the Jiangnan Canal Transport Guards, was a confidant of the Dongwang Palace. He was beheaded by Luo Yunhou at the request of Luo Yunhou. He lost his left and right arms.

"Hey, who says it's not the case? Time is not forgiving. No matter how beautiful a person is, they will grow old."

Princess Zhen took a deep look at Bian. She was a difficult woman who could bend and stretch.

He casually picked up the water bag on the saddle, opened the bag, and took a few sips before feeling better.

Princess Bei secretly cast a glance at Mr. Bian. She was really from a small family, with courage but no eyes. The reason why Marquis Luo Yun was so favored, and even said to be so lazy, was not because of his youth, but because of the "Ghost Faced Rider" who was guarding him. , the four kings have long been divided into superiors and subordinates. Now the Xiwanggong family can be so tough, not because of the more than 400,000 troops under the command of the Xiwanggong.
; "Sister, please tell me why. I also want to hear my sister's opinion."

Although I say this, the two princesses are fair-skinned, beautiful, graceful, and elegant. Not to mention their elegant appearance, how can those young ladies from wealthy families in the capital compare to their delicate faces?

However, other drivers in the car always looked over with curious eyes, especially the attention of Princess Bei and Princess Dong. Looking at the handsome and lazy Marquis Luo Yun,

"Uh, I'll go, I've eaten too much."

Seeing that Princess Bei didn't follow her words, Bian's heart became wary. She just said the wrong thing. A powerful prince is really not someone he can discuss at will. If it weren't for the prince, he would have suffered too much loss under his hands. If I'm sulky, I won't be like this either.
However, Marquis Luo Yun was lustful, and this could be exploited. Even though his wives and concubines were so famous, it was unclear whether they were truly stunning or just flattered.

Bian, who seemed to feel the decline of Princess Zhen, who wanted to laugh at her, seemed to feel the same, and became quiet for a while, with only the squeaking sound of the vehicle frame outside.

She sighed faintly, not sure whether she was talking about herself or her, but she always felt a little sad. She had been married into the palace for so many years and now she didn't even have an heir. How could she feel at ease?

"Ningbian, the road ahead can be explored,"

"When I return to the Marquis, I have sent people from the scout camp to have a look. We have people on guard along the way. We can spot any trouble, so we are sure to be foolproof."

Ning Bian reported Duan Hong's deployment from behind. It should be said that people were sent over to explore the terrain in the middle of the night.

"Well, well done,"

Just after I finished my compliments, I suddenly thought, is there something wrong with that temple?

"No, the temple has sent people to see if there is any problem."

This is no small matter. Nothing happened at the foot of the mountain. If something happened on the mountain, wouldn't it be inappropriate? These monks and Taoists have evil intentions. Aren't a group of female prostitutes like a sheep in a tiger's mouth?

"Well, Lord Marquis, I haven't checked this yet. After all, it is a temple. It is difficult to enter without a reasonable reason."

"It's hard to get in. The Queen Mother has arrived. This is the reason. When we get to the place, let Duan Hong block the entire official road at the foot of the mountain. No one is allowed to pass at will. You lead a team of a thousand people and follow me up the mountain. Be careful. Search."

Zhang Jinyu's words were cryptic. The so-called search was just to see if there was anything fishy. If he met someone from the eldest princess, there would be some clue.

Ningbian has been with Mr. Hou for many years, but he still doesn’t understand.
"Yes, Lord Marquis, our people also brought arm crossbows to look down from a high position. The palace is at the bottom of the mountain."

"OK."

Zhang Jinyu laughed loudly. It turned out that she was considerate. Without her consent, not a single bird could fly out of the palace.

Then we will see if Her Royal Highness is really reclusive or fake. If it is true and you turn a blind eye to these, then you have really done a useless job. How could it be a useless job? Princesses in the past dynasties, especially the eldest princess, have not given secrets to the emperor. The man below is marrying the kiln sister. As for Princess Yongcheng, I wonder if she is staring at her.

Beishan at this time,
An old-looking abbot stood tremblingly in the abbot's room, looking at the calm disciples in front of him, as if he saw me Buddha, "Amitabha, Wu Xin, I have finally waited for you to come back. You have been in Hanshan Temple for nearly ten years, but in Xuan Brother Ci, have you found the way to equality for all living beings?"

Abbot Xuannan looked compassionate, looking at his most outstanding disciple who went south to avoid trouble just because he was involved in the disputes in the court. Now that he has received a letter, he has figured it out.

Master Wuxin sat across from him, holding a rosary in his hand and circling it constantly. He opened his eyes, glanced at the abbot, and replied,

"Abbot, I have been cultivating for more than ten years. My disciples left the capital and went south to Hanshan Temple. Along the way, they encountered refugees all over the place. Local powerful men bullied men and women, and robbed the people of their farmland. There were complaints all over the world. This did not change because of the new emperor's accession to the throne. Therefore, it is said that destiny The former prince is still a benevolent king. I wanted to let go of my regrets, but I couldn't. "

The abbot's face turned pale. How could this happen? After so many years, he still hasn't untied his knot.
"Wuxin, everything in the world has a cause and effect. My Buddha is compassionate and pays attention to reincarnation in the next life. You can accept him as a disciple now."

"Going back to the abbot, there are indeed disciples recruited in Jiangnan. The name of the disciple after entering the disciples is Fajing."

A disciple of Master Wu Xin, Wang Zijin, the orphan of the Wang family whose family was exterminated by Marquis Luo Yun in the south of the Yangtze River, has now officially joined the Zen master's sect.

He has been following the disciples who serve him, although he has no intelligence, but he is more diligent than others. He once had a passionate relationship with the Wang family, but now he keeps the incense for the Wang family, which can be regarded as repaying the cause and effect.

"Oh, it's good to have a disciple. Once you have a disciple, you have more to think about. No matter what, the people of Lao Na's generation and Xuan Zi's generation are also old. They should have given up their positions long ago. If they can support themselves until now, they are I'm waiting for you to come back. Jing'an Temple is a national temple and is responsible for the rise and fall of Buddhism in the world, so not everyone can sit in the abbot's seat."

With a look of pain on his face, the abbot stretched out his hand and gently touched the wooden fish that he had been knocking in front of him all his life. There was too much reluctance in his eyes. It is a pity that the court did not go to the temple to pray again until today after ten years.

"Abbott, my disciples know your intention. You just want to restore the prosperity of Buddhism. I'm afraid it can't be done now. Not to mention the attitude of the court in the capital, let's talk about the turmoil in all parts of the world. Hungry people are everywhere, so that civil strife breaks out in the south of Beijing."

After all, Master Wu Xin's face was full of heaviness. He had forgotten the pure cultivation of Buddhism. In troubled times, Buddhism could only prosper for a while, but would eventually be suppressed by the powerful in the world, just like reincarnation.
"Amitabha, Wu Xin, do you have a way to avoid disaster for the Buddhist family? The Buddhist family takes on disasters and protects the victims of the world, but you have created karma for the court, how can you be suppressed again?"

The abbot closed his eyes and spoke slowly. After being an abbot for so many years and reading the manuscripts of previous abbots, he knew that Wu Xin was right. When the world is in chaos, all the princes will suppress the Buddhists. It seems to be a certain fate. How can there be no room for monasteries all over the world?

"Amitabha, abbot and disciples have no good solution. Only by contacting the royal family and even local dignitaries can we temporarily stabilize them. During times of great chaos, those vassal kings and vassal towns with military power are the source of cholera in the world. It is a pity that , can’t move.”

Master Wuxin thought of the Hanshan Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, the arrogant and domineering appearance of Luo Yunhou, and even more of those elite "ghost-faced riders", the only elites in the world, not to mention the countless Jiedushi in the world.

"Wuxin, since you can see clearly, you should let nature take its course. The cause and effect, reincarnation, and the way of the world that the Buddha taught are in it. You only see the disasters of the Buddhist family, but you don't see that no matter how chaotic the world is, After all, Buddha is immortal.
Those Jianghu sects may have lost their inheritance during the turbulent years, and their descendants will naturally decline without learning. You may have heard that the Buddhists have lost their incense, and of course the Taoists are the same. "

The abbot, with a smile on his face, actually knocked the wooden fish again, one after another, the sound was hollow and like an enlightenment.

"My Buddha is compassionate, and all living beings in the world are equal. If we save people in troubled times, it will naturally arouse suspicion, and the officials in power will definitely criticize us. However, the way of heaven has its own vitality, leaving a trace of incense. Now as a teacher, I have to go to the Buddha's side. The signs of unrest in the world have emerged, and the civil unrest in the south of Beijing is another disaster caused by the White Lotus Sect. Wuxin, I will leave Jing'an Temple to you, make plans in advance, Amitabha!"

The abbot suddenly closed his eyes, his face full of kindness. On the square table in front of him were a wooden fish, a rosary, a string of golden beads, and a pair of cassock Zen staffs.

The young novices, the temple protectors, and the abbot of Bodhidharma Hall were all around to listen to the teachings.

a long time,

The abbot never spoke, but the Wuxin interpreter across from him suddenly opened his eyes and felt something was wrong. Looking at the kind-faced abbot Xuannan, tears suddenly filled his face and his eyes were blurred.
The protector who had been around for a long time changed his expression, climbed up and knelt forward tremblingly, then stretched out his hand and carefully placed it on the abbot's neck. With an ugly face, he tested his breath again and said sadly,
"The abbot has passed away! The abbot has passed away!"

Then the young novice will sing it all the way,
"The abbot passed away."

Then, the abbots of each church suddenly knelt down and worshiped together.

"Abbott, your merits are complete and you have a good journey."

Only the unintentional interpreter,

I looked helplessly at the scene in front of me. I didn't expect that today's reunion would be a farewell. There was no word for a long time, only the loneliness in my heart.

at this time,

In addition to the novice monks and disciples who were crying, the abbots of each hall who were kneeling on the ground glanced at each other secretly. They always felt that the matter was too sudden. The position of the abbot may not be unattractive. Wu Xinshi is not the only one who is qualified. .

There are also masters of Wuhai's generation who have seniority in Jing'an Temple. However, many disciples look at the few expositors of Wuhai generation and are indifferent. They also wonder why they don't fight for such a good opportunity.

Only the abbots who were kneeling on the ground understood in their hearts that what the abbot just said was very clear. Chaos is imminent in the world. The head of the Buddhist family is Jing'an Temple. Who in Jing'an Temple can take charge of the overall situation? Several interpreters are not sure. Only the abbot is the last one. A closed-door disciple, Wuxin Explanator with mysterious origins, maybe he can lead Buddhists to avoid the world's disaster.

"Junior brother, Jing'an Temple relies on the expectations of all living beings in the world, and the abbot has also identified you by name. We will leave you to take over the abbot's position."

The person at the head of the row behind me when I sat down was Xuan Nan’s great disciple Wu Hai Sheng Monk. He was well-known in Jing’an Temple and even in the capital. He was proficient in Buddhism and had a heart for the people.

As soon as he finished speaking, many people from various churches behind him were obviously stunned and looked at the holy monk in disbelief, how could this happen.

For a moment, there was dead silence in the abbot's room.

But time waits for no one. After all, the Queen Mother of the Imperial Court is about to arrive, and we need to think of a perfect plan to deal with it.
Seeing everyone's sadness, the abbot of Bodhidharma Hall suddenly said loudly,

"Master Wu Xin, you are the close disciple of the abbot. Now that the abbot passed away, he left behind his last words. You will take over the position of abbot and take charge of the overall situation. Today, the empress dowager and empress of the imperial court came to our temple with the edicts of the third rank and above in the capital. I offer incense and pray for blessings. I think I am on my way here now. Time is tight and I still need the Zen Master to reorganize the overall situation."

The words of the host of Bodhidharma Hall woke up the people in the room, and everyone seemed to no longer think about the abbot's position for a moment.

Zen Master Wuxin said the name of the Buddha,
"Amitabha! Since all the senior brothers have no objections, and the poor monk has not shied away from it, he has accepted the master's instructions and appointed him as the abbot of Jing'an Temple. The first thing he did was to ring the bell to see the abbot off. Then, the Bodhidharma Hall presided over the ceremony and prepared for the abbot to leave. Build a golden body and arrange your funeral arrangements at the back mountain pagoda!"

"This, yes, abbot, but abbot, the Queen Mother of the royal family is here to offer incense today, do you want to postpone it for some time until today?"

Although he had good intentions, Zen Master Wuxin acted as if he didn't hear him and ordered,
"Amitabha, just do as you are told,"

"Yes, Abbot!"

(End of this chapter)