Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 879 Provocation
Huang Zhen lay on the bed bored, staring at the half-woven web of the long-legged spider in the corner of the curtain.The old Shunhe inn is a decent inn. Every day, the inn sends a young guy in to clean up the house. The spider’s web has been torn off several times, but this does not prevent the spider from sticking around in this area. I think the geomantic treasure land is willing to be a nail household.

"It means that Yang attacks Confucianism and deceives Confucianism, Yin attacks Confucianism and respects oneself, heresy, absurdity and poison are solid, and it is better than being a worm..." Mumbling and repeating the sentence she was proud of in the article "Can't bear to speak", Huang Zhenren I couldn't help raising my hand to brush off the half-woven cobweb, "Doesn't a clear world begin with a room?"

It's a pity that just as he raised his hand, he felt dizzy, and the dull pain in his stomach intensified, forcing him to put down his arm.After such a toss, the whole body was a little bit exhausted, and he could only watch helplessly as the nasty spider continued to weave a web in front of him.

My teacher, the World Venerable Sakyamuni Buddha, the white-clothed disciples Huang Tianxiang and Nan bowed their heads, and the disciples went north to repel the demon (Matteo Ricci), but now they are going to die in this foreign land?

Huang Zhen's early appearance in Hangzhou was influenced by butterfly wings just as Zhang Yingchen speculated.Qiweizhan recently opened the Guangdong-Fujian-Zhejiang land passenger and cargo transportation business.Although Qiwei did not invest in road construction and still used the old roads, he surpassed everyone in this time and space in terms of transportation organization.Journeys that many considered daunting have become acceptable.

It was this kind of improvement that made Huang Zhen, who was far away in Zhangzhou, move forward to go to Hangzhou to debate with the priest.Huang Zhen, like many people at that time, would not leave her hometown unless it was absolutely necessary, let alone travel across mountains and mountains to Zhejiang.

Looking at the spider doing its own thing, Huang Xiucai, who was suffering from illness, prayed silently, not noticing the footsteps at the door.

"Go ahead sir, this medicine box should be small enough to carry." Zhao Tong from Qiwei Escort led the way.This Mr. Zhang is a Quanzhen Taoist wandering around, and he is currently registering an order at Qingyun Temple outside Yongjinmen. Although he is a Taoist priest, his medical skills are very good, and he has a good reputation for caring for the poor and helping the needy. The most important thing is that he is not like those sitting doctors The bad habit of coercing patients with surgery.And this Mr. Zhang is very favored by Mr. Zhao, an important guest of this bodyguard bureau - Zhao Tong knows that the shopkeeper of this account is very respectful when he sees Mr. Zhao, and he even respects this Taoist priest very much.

"No need, self-cultivation is also self-cultivation of mind." Zhang Yingchen said pleasantly, they had already walked for almost half an hour from Qingyun Temple to here - he declined the sedan chair brought to him by Zhao Tong, and insisted on walking.For a new religion, preachers should present an image of asceticism, hard work and simplicity to help establish a positive image.

Zhang Yingchen, who was half a head taller than Zhao Tong, was carrying a medicine box, looking at the young man sent by Qiwei Escort Bureau to escort him.Although the treatment of Qiwei Escort can be regarded as the only one in this time and space, Zhao Tong, who is as thin as a bamboo pole, is not the type he is satisfied with, and I don't know what kind of Shajiada or Shaolin this young man is practicing. Hitting and other kung fu, the ten toes are obviously gripping the ground when walking.This walking habit will inevitably lead to the destruction of the harmony of the whole human body, which is not beautiful.

Flicking his tongue lightly, Zhang Yingchen put his impressions about the young bodyguards behind him. This visit to Laishunhe's old shop was an exception—in order to promote his identity, he avoided meeting the "bell-ringing doctor" who walked around the streets. On the other hand, although there is no fee for medical consultation and medicine on weekdays, they generally do not come to see a doctor.When wealthy and powerful gentry came to invite him, they had to back up at least half of the post before they came.

The exception this time is all because this Huang Xiucai is an important part of his plan.

Tianxiang Layman Huang Zhen, the founder of the Confucian monks in Zhejiang and Zhejiang in the eighth year of Chongzhen’s great debate on Christianity, according to the records of old time and space, he should have only come to Hangzhou in 1635. It became possible for Huang Zhen to go north to the two Zhejiang provinces early.The subtle influence of the time travel group on this time and space has reached the point where the historical information of the old time and space began to have a large deviation.

According to the description of the relevant materials in the Great Library, Huang Zhen is a standard Confucian who escaped from Zen in the late Ming Dynasty. In addition to the consciousness of inheriting the orthodox tradition unique to this time-space scholar, he is also a fanatical Buddhist-he wrote In the open Zen book "Unbearable and No Words", in addition to his hatred of Matteo Ricci, Western learning and the Jesuits, Taoism is also a major existence that displeases him.From this point of view, the Catholic Church has the same interests as him.Zhang Yingchen was thinking about what to do in the future, to get rid of this gangster slowly.

But now he has to take advantage of it.This fuse only needs to fulfill the obligations of the fuse.Thinking about the detailed plan for the next move, Zhang Yingchen followed Zhao Tong into the inn.

The innkeeper and clerks of the old Shunhe store have been waiting for a long time——the last thing the innkeeper wants to see when a guest falls ill, and it was not uncommon for a traveler to be sick for several months and finally run out of funds and be trapped in the inn at the time.It is a big burden for a time-honored restaurant with a certain reputation.Due to reputation considerations, it is inconvenient to evict at will; it will inevitably cost money; in case of death in the inn, there will be a lot of time and expense for an official autopsy and burial.So when Huang Zhen got sick, the shopkeeper immediately sent someone to ask for a doctor and medicine for him.Seeing that his condition did not improve, he found out that there was a Taoist priest in Qingyun Temple with excellent medical skills, so he hurriedly sent someone to invite him.

"My husband's illness is caused by dampness in the spleen and stomach. When he is away from home, he eats a rough diet, and he is not acclimatized to the water and soil. It is inevitable that he will feel uncomfortable. This illness is not a problem. Wait for the poor to write a prescription, follow the prescription and take the medicine. After two days of recuperation, he will be able to recover Bed. If you want to recover quickly, you can add Huoxiang Zhengqi powder."

Zhang Yingchen had a good pulse, and looked at his complexion, he knew what he was doing, and holding a quill pen, while writing the prescription, he gave the doctor's advice to Huang Zhen who was lying on the bed.

"But the prescription prescribed by Jin'antang last time was Pinellia Magnolia Decoction." Scholars in this era are so easy to talk about medicine, and it is a foregone conclusion that Confucian medicine will replace Taoist medicine.Huang Zhen has also read some medical books on weekdays, so she can tell a lot.Although in Zhang Yingchen's opinion, Huang Tianxiang was a standard second-hand knife, it was inevitable to show off in front of him, a professional.

Huang Zhen's eyes fell on the quill in his hand: "The Daoist's pen is rare!"

"This is a pen used by Thais and Westerners. It is easy to carry. Pindao is a person who travels around, so it is more convenient to carry." Zhang Yingchen said and pulled the words back:
"Banxia Houpu Decoction can soothe the liver qi. This prescription is good. But in Pindao's opinion, the stagnation of liver qi is not a day. The disease comes from the seven emotions, and it should be eliminated from the seven emotions. Banxia Houpu decoction can get rid of it." Its appearance cannot be removed from its interior." While writing the prescription, Zhang Yingchen replied to this stubborn Fujian scholar, "I heard that there is a great monk Yuanwu in Tiantong Temple in Ningbo who has exquisite Zen techniques. If you go to visit this venerable master of Zen sect, and throw away all the world's situation in the quick response, even if you don't use the poor medicine, the disease will be cured by seven or eight."

"Tiantong Temple?" Huang Zhen shook her head lightly. Once she arrived in Hangzhou, she couldn't afford to be ill. Tiantong Temple is far away in Ningbo. Although Zen Master Yuanwu is also the object of visit in this business, she dared to ask him to do it. The leader who repudiates the "monsters of profit" probably won't get his wish easily.

"The great monk at Tiantong Temple is very famous, even in this city of Hangzhou, there are many scholars and gentry who have taken refuge in him." As if he was completely unaware of the patient's silence, Zhang Yingchen said casually while writing the prescription, "There is a monk in this city of Hangzhou." The good man happened to be of the same family as the poor Taoist. Because of his ancestor's military achievements, he attacked hundreds of households. This Zhang Shanren once worshiped under Master Lianchi and entered the Guangzi generation. Zen Master Yuanwu visits, if Mr. Xianggong wants to pay homage to Zen Master, he might as well ask this master of a hundred households to help him."

Picking up the prescription note in his hand, and blowing it gently, Zhang Yingchen's eyes swept across Huang Zhen's face: the wedge has been driven into the heart of this Fujian scholar, and the good show is about to begin.

When Zhang Guangtian came back from Jingci Temple, he still carried a little resentment.It's no wonder that when Monk Guangdi, the supervisor of Jingci Temple, sent him out, he happened to meet Fan Xiucai who lived in Fengshan Gate and several family members were burning wood.

Not ordinary wood, but statues of gods wrapped in gold and painted.A few rough men pulled a whole cart, regardless of whether they were Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Wenchang, or the God of Wealth, they were all chopped into wood chips, and a few scrolls of Buddhist and Taoist figures were used as fire starters, and a tea ceremony was held.There is only one celadon Guanyin with fine workmanship.Monk Guangdi couldn't bear to see him pass by, so he spent a dime to redeem it from the servant of Fan's family, so he escaped the catastrophe.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Guangtian frowned.He has no sense of sacredness to religious statues--Zen Buddhism does not attach much importance to worshiping Buddha and burning incense, and many Zen temples do not even have Buddha statues.But as a Buddhist believer, it is quite unpleasant to see someone setting fire to the statue of Bodhisattva Buddha.

"Senior brother, don't you know?" Guangdi knew that this piece of Baihu had also received the bodhisattva precepts under Zen Master Yunqi, and he was regarded as a brother of the same generation as his family. Although he was ten years younger than himself, he could call him "senior brother".

The extremely fat and healthy monk from the Supervisory Academy held the porcelain Bodhisattva and said with a dry smile: "This Fan Xiucai talked with those Western priests a few times last year, and borrowed a few books to go back to study, just like Yang Qiyuan back then. Like a master, he joined the religion. Once he joined the religion, it would be a disaster: now the Fan family all believe in the Taixi teaching method, saying that the Taixi teaching method does not make idols, and his old lady spread the word, All these deceitful wood and stone puppets must be banned."

(End of this chapter)