Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 613

In a blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of February, the day when Sakyamuni became a monk.

Chuyu has already returned to the mansion, and made an appointment with Cao Jia to serve Li, Gao and others to Nianhua Temple to pray for blessings.Zhao Jia got the news and went with his daughter-in-law Jinghui.In addition, Zijing, Tian Shi, sister Xiqiu, Han Jiang Shi and others accompanied her.

Cars, sedan chairs, and a mighty team came out of Cao's house.

Cao Yong was catching up with Xiu Mu and escorting the female relatives there.Jiang Jian sorted out the documents, while Zhi Ran was thinking about Su Zhai in Nianhua Temple, and Li Wei and Li Wei followed Cao Yong.

Although the temples in the city all practice rituals, most of them have been ordered by the female relatives of powerful families, and the courtyards have been sealed off to prevent the common people from entering and leaving at will.

Therefore, you are not afraid of being hit.

After the female relatives were settled, Cao Yong, Zhiran and Li Wei came out to drink tea in the monk's house.

The monk who makes the tea, named Yuankong, is over 80 years old, his eyebrows and beard are white, and he has the appearance of an eminent monk.

In his early years, he had done a job at Qingliang Temple in Jiangning, and he had an old relationship with Zhiran's master, and also had some friendship with Cao Yong's grandfather.

Although Cao's family has been doing business here in the capital for the past few years, Yuan Kong rarely sees outsiders because of his age, so he has never met Cao Yong.

Because Zhiran has visited many eminent monks in the past half a year, debated Zen with Yuankong several times, and signed the contract of the old monk, he became the guest of the old monk.

Seeing the old monk, Zhiran joined hands and bowed, and then introduced Cao Yong and Li Wei.

When he saw Cao Yong, the old monk's eyes became deep; when he saw Li Wei, he was also a little dazed.However, his gaze finally fell on Cao Yong, with a somewhat inexplicable sense of inquiry,

Cao Yong just felt that there were many people in front of the hall, so he followed Zhiran to hide for a quiet time, he didn't think of anything else.

Now, he was stared at by the old monk a little hairy, thinking of the great Mongolian lama.

Listening to the faint bells, in this antique temple, Cao Yong did not dare to slander the gods, Buddhas and ghosts.The kind of eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts are really deceiving.

For a time, Cao Yong was very contradictory.It is hoped that the old monk can see through his origin, but also afraid that the old monk will see through.

The water on the small stove was already boiling, but the old monk was in vain.

"Master..." Zhiran looked wrong and said.

Only then did the old monk turn around, and Cao Yong felt that the pressure on his body was much less, so he picked up the teacup to cover up his gaffe.After sending it to his mouth, he found that the teacup was empty.

He straightened his body, he couldn't help laughing at himself, and when he raised his eyes again, he was much more casual.

Zhiran looked into his eyes, and there was a little more smile in his eyes.

Although Li Wei had a distasteful temper, he respected the elderly people very much. He sat peacefully and watched the old monk making tea.

The old monk made the tea and poured it for everyone.

There was silence in the room, only the smell of tea.

Cao Yong is not an expert, and he doesn't have much interest in tea, but after smelling the tea fragrance and looking at the tea soup, he still recognizes that it is the winter tea from Yizhou.

Although Cao Yong bought the tea garden in Yizhou, he didn't keep an acre of it for himself, and gave it to relatives and friends.

The old monk stays at home, how can he buy this tea?
Did the little monk buy it from Thirteen Brothers' Mansion?Cao Yong glanced at Zhiran, but Zhiran also looked at the tea soup, and there was nothing to drink.

Li Wei had already drank a cup of tea, looked at the teacup, and said with a smile: "This is really too delicate, it can only hold half a mouthful, it's really a tea tasting."

The old monk smiled and said to Li Wei: "Benefactor Li, what is big and what is small?"

Li Wei was dumbfounded by the question, and said with a sneer: "The master said it strangely. Isn't it possible to tell the size at a glance? The teapot is big, and the teacup is small. What is there to say?"

The old monk smiled and nodded, and said: "Benefactor Li is right. Some people can see the size of the size, but others can't. A teapot is bigger than a teacup, and a kettle is bigger than a teapot. This kettle is bigger. There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, that’s just what it says.”

Although Li Wei didn't know why the old monk said this, he still smiled and thanked him.

The old monk smiled and said: "I don't want to thank you, I just hope that Li benefactor will remember what I said today."

Li Weidao: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance, I've made a note of it, kid."

Zhiran and Cao Yong listened, but they had different ideas.

Zhiran was thinking about the old monk's words, to see if they could be compiled into Buddhist scriptures; Cao Yong was thinking about the mystery in the old monk's words, and seemed to be advising Li Wei not to be complacent in the future.

Could it be that the old monk really has some skills, what can he see?

Cao Yong was still in Nahan, and he felt a line of sight.

The old monk had already looked at Cao Yong, but he didn't speak immediately.

Cao Yong took the teacup, put it in his mouth and drank it, and planned to go out first after saying a few words.The tea is good tea, and the things are good things, but the atmosphere is overwhelming.

Seeing that the old monk's expression was wrong, Zhiran felt a little strange in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong?"

"Benefactor Cao, don't be a person in this world." The old monk said after reciting the dharma name.

When Cao Yong heard the words, his body froze.

Hit people without slapping them in the face, and expose people without exposing their weaknesses.Even if I hope that someone can know my strange identity and communicate more with myself, but being directly said like this is still confusing, and I can't help but feel guarded.

Zhiran was still pondering the meaning of the old monk's words, Li Wei was beside him, and said with a smile: "Could it be possible that the master also heard the rumors outside, but now there are not many people who think that Master Cao is a good fortune in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva." Boy, I just need to offer incense." As he spoke, he glanced at the tea, and said, "By the way, there was a rumor before that he was a 'tea boy', and he was either a mortal or not."

After hearing this, the old monk did not deny or affirm Li Wei's words.

Cao Yong glanced at the old monk, and he really felt a bit of seeking for solutions in his heart, and said: "Master, the boy is entangled in worldly affairs, and he has unconsciously fallen into attachment. I hope the master can give me some advice on how to cultivate myself!"

"Amitabha..." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Benefactor Cao is not obsessive, but too transparent. If you see clearly, your heart will become cold. You only know the severe cold of the twelfth lunar month, and there is no warmth in the spring."

After hearing this, Cao Yong opened his left hand and glanced at the "ground pattern" on it.

That was when I was a companion in the study room in the early years, and was dragged by the sixteenth elder brother to wander around the city.A fortune-telling stall came out from the Drum Tower, and everyone boasted that it was effective.

Brother Sixteen was curious, so he took Cao Yong to go.

When he showed the sixteenth elder brother palmistry, the man only said that he was rich and honorable, that he was a prince.Brother Sixteen just smiled and didn't say anything.

Cao Yong didn't believe this in his heart, but he was pulled by the sixteenth elder brother, so he stretched out his hand and let the other party have a look.

The man looked at Cao Yong's palm, pointed to the "ground pattern", shook his head, showing a sigh.

The sixteenth elder brother was afraid that Cao Yong would feel uncomfortable, so he scolded the man a few words, and then took Cao Yong away.

Cao Yong's "ground pattern" is much shorter than ordinary people.

Because of this, Cao Yong was still worried whether he would really die of illness at the end of Kangxi's 53rd year or the spring of Kangxi's 54th year according to what later generations knew.

But after getting through it, my heart is much more at ease than before.

Now being brought up by the old monk, Cao Yong hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his left hand in front of the old monk: "Great monk, I am just an ordinary person, cherish life, see through the world, but can't see through life and death, how to solve it?"

The old monk glanced at Cao Yong's palm prints, slowly lowered his eyelids, and said in a deep voice: "There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to avoid. Life is death, and death is life. The benefactor Cao has been a human being for two lifetimes, and he still doesn't know Is it the principle that misfortune and good fortune depend on each other? Looking at the face of Cao benefactor, it is a sign of early death, and he survived only because he passed the 'death' test..."

Cao Yong heard this, but he didn't know whether he should feel at ease or smiled wryly.

Could it be that if I want to live until the end of my life, I have to die and die, can't I live and die?This is too frustrating...

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Side hall, in front of the Guanyin Buddha statue.

With a smile, Mrs. Li took the lottery from Chuyu's hand, and handed it to Mrs. Gao with both hands.

After worshiping the Buddha for half a day, Gao's mood improved a lot. He waved his hands with a smile and said, "You beg, what do you beg for the old woman who buried half of her son in the ground?"

Only then did Mrs. Li respectfully kneel in front of the Buddha, and threw a lottery.

Letter: The seventh branch, Zhongji.

Painted a portrait of the ancients "Rengui returns home".

There are four signatures below:

In autumn, wild geese go to the south ghosts, and red leaves are flying all over the courtyard.

The sound of the anvil pounding the city is ear-piercing, Jiang Feng is like a fire in Yuji

When Li looked at it, she had mixed feelings.Although she is not Wang Baochuan and has not stayed in the cold kiln for [-] years, the husband and wife have spent less time together and separated more in the early years.

Even if the husband is in Jiangning, in Zhizao Mansion, the husband and wife often treat each other with respect.

Like now, taking care of the eldest grandson and the youngest son together is a day that I dare not even think about.

She clasped her hands together and secretly prayed that her husband would live a long and safe life and that her children would be healthy.

Mrs. Li stood up after throwing, and called others to come and throw the lottery.

Because of Li's good throws, Zhao Jia was afraid that he would end up with bad luck if he threw a bad one, so he didn't support it.

Cao Jia's status is very high, he is not good at acting on his own, and he pays attention to avoiding many taboos, so he gave way and did not have a lottery holder.

Chu Yu then tossed, and wrote No. 40 four sticks, Zhongji.

The painting on it is "Tang Tianbao commenting on flowers".

Four signatures: The garden is full of spring scenery and new makeup, which seems to be competing for beauty and national fragrance.In the end who is the most beautiful, the peony crowns the field of flowers.

Although it is only Zhongji, it is a good sign of the spring breeze, and Chu Yu is also very satisfied.

Then, Jinghui, Tianshi, Lianqiu and the others all threw away.

The best one is "Xiaji", and the others are mediocre.

When it was Han Jiang's turn, he threw a lottery "Xia Xia".

The painting on it is "Taibai fishing for the moon".

The four signatures below: The mirage is boundless, and the sky is connected to the sky.Or it is suddenly blown away by the strong wind, and sometimes it still gathers green smoke.

Han Jiangshi smiled lightly, put down the signature, got up calmly, and bowed to the Guanyin statue a few times.

Seeing a Zhike monk coming, it is said that other royal family members will also come to ask for a lottery, and ask if the two ministers will meet, whether they will meet here, or go to the Zhaiyuan to meet each other.

Upon hearing this, Cao Jia asked, "Which palace's Fujin has arrived?"

The Zhike monk replied: "It's the Dafu Jin and several side Fujin from Prince Jian's residence who have arrived..."

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Khan, I have studied physiognomy for half the night, I will update these first, and make up for the few tonight...

(End of this chapter)