I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Since Songjiang Prefecture announced a ban on the cigarette business and strictly ordered all factories to change their work systems, the number of ships coming and going at the port terminal has been significantly reduced.

That is not only because ships transporting cigarettes are no longer allowed to enter the port, but also because commercial banks in various countries have shown an attitude of boycott and sanctions.

Even overseas, letters from all walks of life were flying like snowflakes to the headquarters of the East India Company, the capital of the country, and to the hands of rising stars in political circles and nobles and knights who could speak.

Demanding more severe measures to protect their business market in Songjiang Prefecture, they even donated large sums of money to the military for this purpose.

However, after the leader of the "Tian Jue" organization was killed by Su Hanshan and He Zong formed an alliance with the Songjiang Mansion, all countries' statements in this regard were postponed and delayed.

When the news of the battle at Xiaoqingliang Mountain spread outside the Forbidden City, even the owners of the big trading houses who were dancing the most happily stopped for a while.

They are afraid and waiting.

Really smart people understand that when the identity of the enemy rises from a provocative hard bone to a beast with terrible threats, they are no longer qualified to decide the situation.

Among the Britons, the two whose attitudes were the most important were walking together on the streets of Songjiang.

These are two elderly men, one looks to be in his fifties, has short black hair, light blue eyes, high cheekbones, a gray beard, and is wearing a formal suit.

The third entrance is the Mahavira Hall, in the middle is the statue of Vairocana Buddha, the Dharmakaya Buddha. On the left and right are Manjusri and Samantabhadra. Along the walls on both sides are the twenty gods and sixteen Arhats. At the back of the hall are statues of Guanyin and the Good Talented Boy.

Not only are there no large sums of gold and silver donated for the top incense, nor various items that high-rollers usually reward, but there is also a steady stream of donations from the temple.

He put a lot of thought into maintaining his body shape, and his daily etiquette was infiltrated into his bones. He was polite and full of style.

Even in such a sad time, once outsiders see him, they probably won't be able to tell that he is distressed about his family's tobacco business. They will only think that he is compassionate and has great love.

The blond man Arthur looked at the male and female workers walking along the riverside during their lunch break and let out a faint sound of appreciation.

"In addition to the last algae dragon in the world, the new Songjiang government's skills in various mechanical transformations and replenishing workers' energy are also rare treasures. After the war, they must try to control them and fully control them. In our hands.”

The other man looked about forty years old, with blond hair that reached down to his shoulders, green eyes, a high nose, handsome appearance, a delicate beard, and a slender body that was a bit thin.

The second entrance is the Heavenly King's Hall. There are four-meter-high statues of Heavenly Kings on both sides. In the middle, there is a statue of Maitreya with a crown of heaven. He wears a crown of five Buddhas and a necklace. It is the true appearance of Maitreya Bodhisattva's practice. Behind it, in the Buddhist niche, there is a protector. The god Wei Tuo is waiting.

"really."

"In just a few months, the temperament of this city has changed drastically. It's incredible."

"My opinion is exactly the opposite."

Arthur looked at the sky suspiciously, his hand grasped the sword hanging on his waist, and after sensing it for a moment, he shook his head.

Arthur did not shy away from this and said frankly, "Although there is still that unpleasant factory smell in the air if you look carefully, the sunshine is bright, the residents are cheerful, and the whole city has a spacious layout. , comfortable and can be hugged. ”

"If you insist, I am the sword of war that may land in this city at any time and bring destruction and glory together."

"There are only clouds, mist, and chemical smog above this city. The humidity is high. There may be a light rain today. Other than that, I don't feel any artificial artifacts."

"Namo Amitabha!"

But he only wore a black shirt on his upper body, with the cuffs folded close to his elbows, and only thin trousers on his lower body. The hair on his neck, forearms, and backs of hands was very thick, which made his elegant and gentle temperament look more... There is some vague wildness.

From music, chess, calligraphy and painting, to sculptures and ships, we have negotiated tens of thousands of taels of business without leaving the garden.

I saw two foreigners walking in, with blond hair and indifferent expressions, and swords at their waists.

Originally, the monks who associated with Longhua Temple were celebrities and gentry. For them, smoking in such a place was an indispensable elegant custom for upper-class society.

The black-haired one had a smile on his face, clasped his hands, and first bowed down to worship the Vairocana Buddha statue.

What is more eye-catching is that he also wears a copper hoop on his forehead. The red color of gold is complicated and difficult to understand, but the symmetrical and beautiful pattern reveals the atmosphere of antique cultural relics.

The name of Longhua Temple comes from an allusion in Buddhist scriptures. It is said that Maitreya Bodhisattva attained enlightenment and became a Buddha under the "Longhua Tree".

He is said to be able to puff out clouds, point out the world, talk and laugh, discuss general trends at home and abroad, praise and criticize ancient and modern emperors and generals, and praise overseas queens and kings.

Therefore, on the central axis of this temple, the first step is the Maitreya Hall, where a statue of Maitreya is enshrined.

After listening to this, Tang En thought thoughtfully and said, "It's not an artificial creation that can be explored physically, but something more metaphysical."

Around these central axis buildings, on the east and west sides, there are also palaces and gardens such as the Bell and Drum Tower, Guanyin Hall, Luohan Hall, Peony Garden, etc.

He raised his hand and touched the copper hoop on his forehead, stopped to watch for a moment, pointed to a temple in the distance, and said, "Let's go over there and have a look."

There is the famous Longhua Temple in Songjiang Prefecture.

The abbot is not fat, with good facial features and a white beard. Although he spends a lot of money on food and clothing, and enjoys first-class goods, in order to please the guests and be in line with the style of a eminent monk, he cannot let himself be shiny. , too fat.

It's a pity that in recent months, the monks of Longhua Temple are no longer as glamorous as they used to be. The people who spend the most time with them are smokers, beggars, and bankrupt workers.

In several nearby warehouse sheds assigned to Longhua Temple, workers for training sent off one group and then another, as if there was no end to the day.

Tang En said softly, "From the moment I entered Songjiang, I felt something depressing."

Tang En smiled and said nothing. As he walked slowly, he looked left and right, sometimes staring at the tidal waves of the Huangpu River, sometimes staring at the square factories and warehouses in the distance, and sometimes looking at the old shop buildings nearby. .

"Such a confident, calm, energetic and leisurely atmosphere. If I closed my eyes, I would think I was on the outskirts of the capital of Great Britain."

"Tang En, a layman from the West, came specially to visit Maitreya Dojo, Longhua Temple."

The black-haired Tang En smiled and said, "You seem to appreciate the way this city looks now?"

A voice suddenly came from outside the Main Hall. Abbot Longhua became energetic, stood up quickly, and looked back.

The fourth entrance is the Three Holy Temples, the fifth entrance is the abbot's room in a closed courtyard, and the sixth entrance is the Sutra Library.

Abbot Longhua took a break from his busy schedule and sat in the main hall, sighing and frowning.

"It can be said that it is like a million sharp swords hanging in the sky of this city, ready to launch a devastating attack on the rude people who break in at any time."

Abbot Long Hua seemed to have an extraordinary bearing and unfathomable martial arts skills. He was definitely far above him. He had a lot of polite compliments in his stomach and was about to spill out of his mouth. Suddenly, he had a sudden inspiration.

"Twain?!"

The old monk's face changed, he looked at it carefully, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that when he was weak, he argued with the living Buddha in front of Emperor Jiaqing, and was personally named the incarnation of the Bodhi Heart Gate and the seed of overseas true Buddhas by the emperor's pen? Tang Entang layman?"

Tang En chuckled: "It's probably me."

"This……"

Abbot Longhua's breathing suddenly became more rapid, and he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The British people have three extremely powerful men, who are equivalent to the realm of returning elixirs in Middle-earth.

One is their Majesty the Queen, but now one hundred and forty-six years old.

Because he is too old to participate in battles at the same level, he can almost be ignored.

Back then, after the Xiantian leader killed the Manchu royal family and occupied the Forbidden City, in Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, an old monk named Aixinjueluo, who became a monk due to the death of his beloved concubine, wanted to go down the mountain to bring order to the chaos and continue the imperial line.

As a result, within less than ten rounds of his fight with the Xiantian Cult Leader, his meridians were overburdened, his energy was exhausted, and he died of old age on the spot.

With this precedent, the Queen of the British people has not left the palace for many years.

The second is Prince Arthur, who inherited the name of ancient British legend.

This person was the most active, fighting in the north and south, and was rarely absent from major battles.

In the war between the nations over the ownership of Songjiang Prefecture, all three giants of the Chinese warlords participated in the war.

As for the foreigners, Arthur from Britain, Úrsula from the Netherlands, and Sato from Japan fought against them.

In that battle, the old Sato was seriously injured by Emperor Xu, and soon he was killed by Arthur in Fuso Edo Bay.

Although the British failed to occupy Matsue and Edo, Arthur's reputation grew to a higher level.

The third person is Tang En, a great scholar in Britain.

In recent decades, this person has mostly been active in America and other places, and has never participated in Eastern affairs.

However, his name is even more widely known in the Eastern folk martial arts world.

In his early years, he became famous in the palace of the Qing Dynasty. After he became a master of martial arts, he visited the Kong family and Longhu Mountain successively and borrowed from the collections in the mountains.

Especially after staying in Longhu Mountain for several months and practicing the Five Thunder Methods, he in turn gave guidance to the disciples of Longhu Mountain.

But at that time, Longhu Mountain, even though it had been granted many seals by the Qing court, did not even have a person with the ultimate jade spirit. After listening to Tang En's personal explanation, he could not practice the real Five Thunder Techniques.

Thanks to the shrewdness of the original Celestial Master, he built a Thunder Immortal Hall overnight and cast a Thunder Immortal statue that was eighty similar to Tang En.

He claimed that the Heavenly Master taught the Dharma in a dream and ordered Lei Xian to be reincarnated and come back to teach the descendants of the Zhang family.

Overseas, he is a true Buddhist disciple and an immortal guest from Yingtan, so his reputation has been passed down for decades and will last forever.

Songjiang Mansion has been undergoing great changes recently. For a top powerhouse like Britain to visit Songjiang, it doesn't take a second thought for him to know that something big is bound to happen.

Abbot Longhua's heart was filled with ups and downs. He was afraid of Su Hanshan and secretly hated the ban on smoking. It was difficult to decide his attitude towards the two people in front of him.

Suddenly, he saw the copper band on Tang En's forehead, and there seemed to be thin electric light flowing through it.

"I came to visit Longhua Temple because I was talking about classical culture with Zhang Tianshi in Longhu Mountain. When talking about the world's famous qin, Zhang Tianshi knew all the treasures. He occasionally mentioned that there is a piece in Longhua Temple in Songjiang Prefecture that was preserved during the Song Dynasty when the temple was built. The lightning strikes the guqin.”

Tang En said with a smile, "I wonder if this guqin is still in the temple. If it is, please bring it to the abbot and lend it to me."

Abbot Longhua had so many complex thoughts in his mind, but somehow he suddenly forgot them, regained a normal mind, and acted truthfully after listening to the questions.

Within a few minutes, he took out a guqin from the secret room of his meditation room. Tang En was already sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the Buddha, facing outside the hall, stroking the guqin and praising in his mouth.

"This piano is one hundred and twenty-eight centimeters long and twenty-five centimeters wide at the shoulder. The body of the instrument is thick and enlarged, and its broken lines are like ox hair."

"The gray tire is made of gold, silver, pearls and emerald coral, crushed into pieces and mixed with stag antler ash. The strings are well preserved. It is indeed a good instrument."

When he said these words, he used Chinese.

Arthur also asked in Chinese: "What are you looking for Qin for?"

For the world's top masters, even if they have never studied it carefully but have only dabbled in it, it is not difficult to master one more language.

However, Tang En's response still made him somewhat confused.

"There are many books on geography that have been passed down from generation to generation. For those who seek to achieve perfection in their skills, "The Book of Burial" is the best; for those who seek to understand the most profound principles, "Fa Wei" is the best."

"If you want to know the details of the technique, it's better than Yang Gong's "Inverted Staff"; if you want to know the strangeness of the star shape, it's better than Liao's "Nine Transformations"."

"As for the nobleness and inferiority of Xingyuan, the magic lies in "Ji Guan"; the magic of regulating qi and suppressing it lies in "Jade Ruler"."

"There is also "Xue Xin Fu", the lyrics are clear and logical, which is convenient for later students to read, and leads people to a better state."

Tang En said eloquently, "This is a passage extracted by Xu Shike, a geographer from the Ming Dynasty of China, who used the royal collection to read ancient famous works. He highly praised several famous works. Do you know these books? What is being explained?”

Arthur said helplessly: "You said he is a geographer. Aren't these books about geography?"

"It's geography, but not entirely."

Tang En sighed, "China has many philosophical schools, a long history, and many preserved classics."

"The books I just mentioned are, strictly speaking, a kind of knowledge that combines geography and philosophy. It can be called Feng Shui."

He lowered his head to adjust the strings and said, "Longhu Mountain and the Confucius family also have many annotations in this regard. In words you can understand, the so-called Feng Shui refers to geography, weather, people's hearts, contemporary situations, and historical information. Complex."

"Many people believe that people who understand Feng Shui can master a system different from martial arts and exert strange powers similar to witchcraft and magic."

Arthur suddenly understood: "What you said before, that the power that hangs over Songjiang Mansion will target foreign enemies, is it Feng Shui?"

"good."

Tang En nodded, "Martial arts cultivates the vitality of heaven and earth, which is real energy. However, the power cultivated in Feng Shui refers to geographical and cultural information, which is more ethereal and difficult to fathom."

"Since ancient times, martial arts has been the right path. There are very few capable people who study Feng Shui. Most of them just practice martial arts on the side. Because Feng Shui contains the characteristics of praying for blessings, it is popular among the people, which has spawned a large number of swindlers and made this knowledge more popular. Development is even more difficult.”

"I have read many classics on this subject in the East and the West, but I can only feel Feng Shui, but cannot mobilize and control the power of Feng Shui."

Arthur frowned and said, "That is to say, Su Hanshan is likely to have the ability to mobilize Feng Shui, so how much increase will this ability give him in actual combat?"

"It's hard to say."

Tang En's face was serious, "The power of Feng Shui has local limitations. He has been operating here for the longest time, so he must have the greatest effect when using the power of Songjiang Mansion's Feng Shui."

"Based on all the information, he probably used Feng Shui to fight against He Zong before he refined the golden elixir."

"And by the time of the Battle of Xiaoqingliang Mountain, he was far away from Songjiang Mansion, without the blessing of Feng Shui, and he defeated the Xiantian Cult Leader with his own strength."

"Then now, if he mobilizes Songjiang Feng Shui again, the increase will definitely be greater than when he fought against He Zong."

Arthur said: "But Chongming Island is within the scope of Songjiang Mansion. What a troublesome enemy!"

"But his attitude has decided that we must fight. The empire must not let such a rising and vigorous threat go."

Arthur rubbed the hilt of the sword on his waist, his fighting spirit was not affected, but he still smiled.

"Although you said it was serious, you came here to borrow the piano. You must have some means against him, right?"

Tang En did not answer directly, but put the adjusted guqin on his lap.

Legend has it that when Fuxi made the qin, there was only one string. When Shennong made the qin, he divided it into five strings to recruit feathers for the palace merchants.

Later, King Wen of Zhou added another string, and King Wu of Zhou added another string. In this way, the civil and military lyre was created.

On these seven strings, there are seven scattered tones, ninety-one overtones, and one hundred and forty-seven fretted tones. The combinations are endless.

Tang En played the guqin gently. When the pitch was high, it was like a bell in the wind, crisp and sweet.

When it is medium, it is bright and sonorous, like striking a jade chime, and when it is low, it is deep and powerful, like the vibration of a bell.

He didn't play fast, and his eyes were not on the guqin, but looking outside the main hall.

It seems that when the wind moves, he plays it, and when the bird chirps, he plays it.

As soon as the sky light, cloud shadows changed, he played again.

The sound of the piano echoed around the beams, gradually becoming aware of the ancient tree leaves, dust and incense cauldron outside the Main Hall, and the entire skylight. The sound of the piano sped up a little, reaching the speed that ordinary people should play when playing soothing tunes.

“Since ancient times, destruction has always been a hundred times easier than creation.”

Tang En said regretfully, "I can't create a deep connection with the local Feng Shui, but he hasn't been here long enough either. I can... destroy his connection with Songjiang Feng Shui!"

Arthur was confused when he heard this.

He originally thought that Tang En was going to take Qin away to make arrangements.

But if you just sit here and play the piano, the sound of the piano will spread for several miles at most, let alone Chongming Island, even from the sea, it is still a long distance away.

Could it be said that it is necessary to start from Longhua Temple and play the piano in many places, accumulating little things and gradually achieving the effect?
He didn't ask, and Tang En didn't answer.

Only the sound of the piano rises and falls, gradually forming a tune, the wind gradually rises outside the hall, and the sky becomes darker and darker.

Abbot Longhua was confused. He stood aside and felt the cool breeze outside the hall. He couldn't help but look up and said to himself: "It's going to rain heavily? It's time to put away your clothes..."

Arthur said calmly: "It's just a small misty rain, with water vapor but no charge, and it's not yet time for water drops to officially fall."

Before he finished speaking, a big thunder suddenly exploded outside, causing his eyes to change and he turned to look.

Countless people who were eating, walking, talking, playing, cooking, or sewing were frightened by the sudden loud noise.

Pedestrians on the road covered their ears, glanced at the sky, and quickened their pace, looking for shelter from the rain.

Dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed and thunder thundered.

In Longhua Temple, the big bell on the bell tower clanged and swayed from side to side.

The big drum on the Drum Tower seemed to be affected by the strong wind, and the drum surface vibrated and made a sound.

Thunder rumbled, raindropped, lightning pierced the clouds, and heavy rain poured down, hitting thousands of windows, thousands of trees, and street surfaces, all making the sound of bursting water droplets.

The sound of the piano seems to be completely covered up in such heavy rain and thunder, and even if you listen carefully, you can't hear it.

The rain had been falling for half an hour, and the clouds in the sky were gathering more and more, pushing farther and farther away.

The first curtain of rain only covered a few miles around Longhua Temple.

After half an hour of wind and thunder, and the water vapor in the sky and the earth changing, the heavy rain almost covered the entire Songjiang River.

In this little half hour, Tang En's piano sound was not interrupted for even a second.

The music that was originally covered up by thunder and rain now seems to be everywhere in front of and behind the eaves, and the music is accompanied by singing.

Abbot Longhua fled to a corner of the Main Hall in embarrassment. He only saw the entire Main Hall, and the top of the hall was shaking, as if it was stirred by the wind and thunder.

Between the thick and overlapping tiles, a large amount of skylight leaked out of the gaps, and large water drops leaked down.

The rainwater is like a curtain of beads, pouring inside the main hall, pouring on the body of the golden Buddha, and flowing down the face of the Buddha.

"There are five stars and five birds in the sky, five directions and five righteousnesses on the earth, five elders and five virtues in humans, five saints in Tao... and five thieves!"

The great scholars of the British Isles played the piano and sang in the rain in front of the Buddha, desolate and simple, with ups and downs.

"The battle between civil and military forces reaches the sky and the earth, and the smoke and clouds pass through..."

"Wind and Thunder!!"

It rained heavily, and the rain clouds turned into vast smoke waves, reaching to the coast of the East China Sea and crossing the sea.

Two dynasties apart, hundreds of years ago, the stone tablet that Taizu of the Ming Dynasty sent people to erect on Chongming Island was re-excavated at some point.

A stone tablet several feet high stands tall, with four big characters "East China Sea Yingzhou", iron paintings and silver hooks, dancing dragons and phoenixes, and it is domineering.

Su Hanshan sat cross-legged on the top of the stone tablet, his hands hanging on his knees, his eyes closed in silence.

Until the slightest drop of rain drifted diagonally and landed on Chongming Island, he only moved his eyebrows and did not open his eyes.

He Zong's figure emerged from the fishing village. Holding the crystal stone, he walked out of the simple hut and looked up at the sky. He was very moved and whispered.

“Thunder and lightning are male and female, and rain is male and female.”

"When the male and female meet, the male of thunder fights the female of lightning!"

In the dark clouds, lightning roared and meandered.

Many electric traces of bright light just combined into a huge cloud seal spell, which stood across the dark clouds and disappeared in a flash.

Male and female interact, the five thunders rectify the law!
(End of this chapter)