Judgement

Chapter 15 Filling the Heart with Peach

The scholar who sells paintings is also secretly regretting that if the weight of twelve catties hits someone, he will be injured even if he does not die.Not wanting to be saved by the monk's fan, the scholar bowed to the monk and saluted: "Thank you master for your help, otherwise Zhang Ziqian will be in trouble."

The monk smiled, showing his teeth yellower than gold, and said, "Nephew, why are you selling this painting left by your father today?"

The scholar Daqi asked: "Dare to ask the master?"

"I am your distant uncle. You are the son of Zhang Zeduan, right? Your mother moved you from Yangzhou City to Lin'an City, right?"

The scholar didn't expect the monk to be so clear about the affairs of his family. He thought it must be his distant relative, and said sadly: "Uncle, you don't know that my mother was seriously ill before she passed away. My nephew is incompetent, I borrowed a hundred taels of silver from Naluo, and now after three months, I want to pay him back 500 taels of silver, so my nephew has to sell this painting."

(Note: Part of "Surfing the River at Qingming Festival", one of the top ten famous paintings in China, is a folk painting of the Northern Song Dynasty. It is 24.8 cm wide and 528.7 cm long, and it is colored on silk; this scroll is the only fine work of Zhang Zeduan, a painter of the Northern Song Dynasty. , is a national treasure and is now in the Palace Museum in Beijing. The work is in the form of a long scroll and uses the composition method of scatter-point perspective to vividly record the appearance of urban life in China in the 550th century, which is unique in the history of painting in China and even in the world. A total of more than 20 people of various colors are drawn in the five-meter-long scroll, five to sixty cattle, horses, mules, donkeys and other livestock, more than 20 cars and sedan chairs, and more than [-] large and small boats. Houses, bridges , city towers, etc. also have their own characteristics, reflecting the characteristics of Song Dynasty architecture. They have high historical value and artistic level. After Zhang Zeduan completed this long scroll of praising the peaceful and prosperous age, he first presented it to Song Huizong. Therefore, Song Huizong became The first collector of this painting. As a master of calligraphy and painting in Chinese history, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty loved this painting very much. He inscribed the five characters "Surfing the River at Qingming Festival" on the painting with his famous "thin gold style" calligraphy, and stamped it on it. It has been tossed and wandered, and it has gone through wars and catastrophes... It has entered the palace five times and was stolen out of the palace four times. It has experienced many catastrophes and deduced many legendary stories.)

But the monk said to the scholar: "Nephew, don't be sad. You start grinding ink from now on, and add your three beards to the ink. Someone will buy it from you within an hour. You sell him for 3000 taels of silver."

The scholar looked at the monk uncle suspiciously: "Grinding ink? Beard?? 3000 taels???"

The monk was happy: "You just do it." After speaking, he swayed and left.

Chen Mengsheng looked at the back hem of the monk's monk's robe that could only cover his legs, the lower part was ragged and turned into uneven strips of cloth, and one of the sleeves had a big opening from the arm, exposing the entire elbow Outside, there were only two pieces of rags left on the other sleeve, and the sleeve would flutter in the wind when he shook his hand.The chest was covered with all kinds of oil stains, and I don't know how long it had been since I washed it, and the sun shone brightly.On the top of the head, the weed-like hair poked out of the hole in the Yuanbao monk's hat.One trouser leg was long and the other was short, and the short trouser legs were gone below the knees. The shoes had neither uppers nor uppers, and ten big, dirty feet were exposed...

The monk was delighted to see Chen Mengsheng, and said, "There are wild words in the Yuxu Palace, and a thousand years in the Conferred God Terrace. After three lifetimes of tribulations, only those who have no heart in front of us are left."

Chen Mengsheng was taken aback by the monk's four words. When Chen Meng heard about Yuxu Palace for the first time, there were a lot of memory fragments in his mind, but he couldn't put them together.So Chen Mengsheng followed the monk all the way.

The monk took a pair of broken shoes to the intersection of the market, and stood in front of a peach seller's wheelbarrow.The peach seller is a woman in her thirties, her hair is coiled into a cloud bun, and there is a ruyi-shaped copper hairpin inserted in it. Resting in the shade.

The monk walked over and stretched out his dirty hands to grab the peach, and grabbed two fist-sized peaches with one hand.

The woman selling peaches asked loudly: "Master, do you buy peaches? One hundred Wen a catty."

The monk ignored the woman selling peaches and continued to pick his peaches, saying to himself: "Oh, this one is too small, and that one is too big. This one is not round enough and the other one is too round." ..." His hands anxiously touched the peaches on the cart, and all the peaches touched by the monk, which were originally bright red, left black fingerprints.

The peach seller was very anxious when she found out, stopped the monk and said, "Monk, how can I sell the peaches you have touched? You have to buy them all for me."

"Female benefactor, the monk wants to eat peaches, but the monk has no money! Just donate two peaches to the monk."

When the peach seller heard this, she snatched all the peaches from the monk's hand.He took out a sweat towel from his arms and wiped the peaches that had been soiled by the monk.But no matter how hard he rubbed it, the mark on the peach couldn't be wiped off, so he couldn't help but cursed at the monk for no reason.The monk kept begging the woman for peaches, and immediately the peach stall attracted many spectators.

Chen Mengsheng watched from the beginning to the end, knowing that it was the monk's fault, but he couldn't say anything, so he reached out his sleeve and took out a coin and handed it to the peach seller.

The monk smiled and said to Chen Mengsheng: "The monk only needs one peach." He reached out and grabbed the biggest peach.He ate the peach in three mouthfuls, leaving only a peach pit in his hand.

"Come, come, come. Monk, I invite everyone to eat peaches." The people who came to see the excitement laughed at the monk, but the monk held the peach pit in his hand and squeezed out of the crowd, and came to the open space a few steps away from behind. He took off a broken fan from his neck, turned the string of prayer beads on his chest behind him, and tightened his pants.The onlookers saw this posture. "Yo, it looks like this monk is going to really show his supernatural powers."After a while, hundreds of people came to watch. Almost all the people who were doing business and shopping in the market came.

The monk squatted down and dug a finger-deep pit in the ground with the handle of the broken fan. He put the peach pit into the pit and covered it with soil and said to everyone, "Please bring some water, everyone." As soon as a boy who was squeezed out heard it, he ran into a nearby shop.After a short effort, a bowl of water was brought out, and the onlookers turned sideways to let the young man go in.

"Master, the water is here." The monk took the bowl and poured half a bowl of water into the soil.He said in his mouth: "Om Mani Padme Hum." As soon as the six-character mantra fell, a tender seedling grew out of the soil.The monk slapped the broken fan a few times, and the tender seedlings seemed to be growing wildly, and suddenly grew into a peach tree as tall as a person.All the spectators were dumbfounded, and there was a lot of applause.

The monk poured half a bowl of water into the peach tree again, only to see heavy rain falling ten feet above the peach tree.The buds are drawn out from the peach branches, and the buds are full of peach blossoms.The monk picked a branch of peach blossom and stuck it on his lower back. The peach blossom was even more charming with the rain, and the flower blossomed and faded for a while.

After a cup of tea, the peach tree was full of fresh and tender big peaches. The monk stepped forward and picked off a long peach that looked like two hearts knotted together. , a heart of justice and courage.” The monk handed the peach to Chen Mengsheng.

"Benefactor, eat this peach. I still lack a kind heart to help the world. I will wait for the poor monk to find it at night from the donor."

Chen Mengsheng saw that the monk looked solemn and did not seem to want to harm him, so he wanted to eat the peach after he took it.The peach jumped straight into Chen Mengsheng's chest without waiting for Chen Mengsheng to open his mouth. Chen Mengsheng suddenly felt that his chest didn't hurt anymore. He remembered everything from the past, and his eyes became clearer...

"Chen Mengsheng thanked the master, may I ask what the master's name is?"

"The poor monk is the Daoist of Lingyin Temple in Lin'an."

As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers were all stunned. "He is Daoji from Lingyin Temple." "He is the divine monk Jigong."...

Jigong said to the crowd: "The monk invites everyone to eat peaches."

Jigong slapped the peach tree lightly, and the peaches on the peaches flew to the hands of the onlookers as if someone was holding them, not one more and one not less...

After the peaches were divided, Jigong picked up his fan and chopped at the peach tree in the air. The peach tree turned into a log and fell to the ground.At this moment, there was a burst of crying from the crowd. People followed the crying and saw that the woman selling peaches was sitting on the ground and crying loudly. There was no peach in the cart. The unicycle is missing a handlebar...

"Don't cry, don't cry, benefactor Wang. The poor monk made a joke with you, and now the poor monk will pay you for your peaches."

The woman who sold the peaches was very surprised: "How do you know that my family's surname is Wang?"

Ji Gong said with a smile: "Besides knowing your surname Wang, the poor monk also knows that you sell peaches to treat your husband's illness. Your husband was originally a stonemason in Lin'an City, right?"

The woman was dumbfounded by Jigong's words, so she couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Jigong continued: "In the 28th year of Shaoxing, Emperor Gaozong overhauled the palace at the foot of Fenghuang Mountain in Lin'an. Your husband was ordered to collect Taihu stones and accidentally fell and was bedridden for several years, right?"

The peach seller Wang fell to the ground and bowed, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said with tears and snot, "God monk, please save my husband!"

Jigong mixed Wang's, took out the peach branch from his back and handed it to Wang.Said: "You got up early and greedily planted these peach trees for your husband's treatment. Now you go back and fry the peach branches into soup, and your husband will eat it. Don't cry, don't cry, your tears are worth a lot of money Li, wait a while, but someone will come to buy you tears, good wife and loving mother, a tear is 500 taels." After speaking, Ji Gong was about to leave, but someone behind him shouted loudly: "God monk, stop.  … ..."