my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 184 This relic is big and round

Huizhen's temple is the famous Jiming Temple in Nanjing.

It was built in the first year of Yongkang in the Western Jin Dynasty and has a history of thousands of years. It is one of the oldest Buddhist temples and royal temples in Nanjing, and the incense has always been strong.

There are many incenses here, and Huizhen has a very high status in the temple. After all, as a royal temple, Huizhen can be regarded as the first batch of monks who worshiped Tianjing.

Needless to say, Huizhen was already an eminent monk before Zhu Di's death.

Therefore, when the news of Huizhen's death came out, someone reported it to the Monk Records Department of Honghe Temple immediately, and Yao Guangxiao and other monks were greatly grieved. Hundreds of monks went to the Ming Hall to read the scriptures overnight.

When the news spread to Nanjing City, many faithful men and women poured into the temple the next day.The Jiming Temple is very solemn, only the occasional bell and the rushing sound of wooden fish.

More and more faithful men and women came, and there were many good people among them.

Because of the traditional rules of Jiming Temple, whenever a high-ranking monk passes away, there will often be a ceremony of sitting in a vat.

But on Qixia's side, someone released the news that after Huizhen passed away, she was directly cremated and her relics were sintered.

Relic... In the eyes of almost everyone, it is the standard for judging monks' practice.

At least in this era, this is the case. The vast majority of monks cannot burn relics, naturally because their rank is too low.

Ordinary monks actually don't have such troubles, but... eminent monks are different.

Because an eminent monk is not an ordinary monk, he is the signboard of the temple. If an eminent monk has attained the Tao, he has countless disciples and is admired by thousands of people during his lifetime, but he cannot burn relics after his death. This is a bit embarrassing.

It can be said that burning relics is a big test for every eminent monk at the end of his life.

The common people have always been the most realistic, they only believe in real things, they have added so much sesame oil money to you, and you can't even burn the relics, although everyone is not like a reckless fan, running to say RNM, quit Money, but in my heart, after all, there is still some tension.

Up and down in the temple, some people were mourning, while others were uncertain and flustered.

In fact, the best way to deal with it is to find a way to let Huizhen sit in the vat, and then consider the matter of sintering relics after a few years.

But the problem now is that Huizhen is a very controversial person. He is an eminent monk who was canonized by the royal family, but many people don't recognize him, thinking that he is helping the evildoers. How could this be the eminent monk's doing?

Although most of the questioners are scholars, and they are not the same group as the real faithful men and women, but if you blindly avoid it, it is not the answer.

Besides... scholars have a lot of sesame oil money!
Yao Guangxiao had to think about this business.

Yao Guangxiao read scriptures all night.

When I arrived at the side hall, I saw Zhang Anshi with an elated look on his face, and he was telling the monks, "Zhan Master Huizhen is really an eminent monk. Ordinary people would die in one day after taking my medicine, but he endured it for two days. In the dark, there is indeed the blessing of the Buddha, so hurry up and prepare, where is Qiusong, where is Qiusong...why hasn't the stove been transported up the mountain yet?"

Yao Guangxiao clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Zhang Anshi stepped forward and said: "Master Yao, hello, there is no need to delay, I have made up my mind, let's burn out the relics as soon as possible today, so as not to have long nights and dreams. You know that I am very busy. If Your Majesty knows that I am in I don't do my job properly, and I don't know how to scold me. Hurry up and burn it, after the burning is over, everyone will be at ease."

Yao Guangxiao said sadly: "Benefactor...why are you in such a hurry?"

"Can I not be in a hurry?" Zhang Anshi said confidently: "It's already here, and Master Yao doesn't want your master Zen Master Huizhen to be disappointed."

Yao Guangxiao showed some worry and said: "The poor monk is still worried, what should I do if I can't burn it?"

He sighed, but he can't be blamed for it, it's really too mysterious.

And for Yao Guangxiao personally, he was also very worried. After all, he and his master followed Zhu Dijingnan back then. Although it was in the name of Fengtian Jingnan, all fools knew that this was a rebellion, and it caused many innocent lives to die.

Yao Guangxiao felt that Huizhen was himself in the mirror. If Huizhen couldn't burn the relics, he probably couldn't burn them either. He didn't have so many merits, you understand?

Zhang An's son also saw Yao Guangxiao's uneasiness, so he comforted him: "Master Yao, don't worry, I'm here. I'll do the math today, and it's a good day. On October 29, it's a good time to close accounts, meet relatives and friends, pay money, and get rid of money." Clothes, tailoring, encoffining, ready-made clothes, you see, it is appropriate to receive money, isn't this because we want to get rich?"

Yao Guangxiao: "..."

Zhang Anshi looked at him sincerely and said, "Could it be that Master Yao doesn't believe me?"

"The poor monk doesn't lie." Yao Guangxiao said: "At the beginning, the poor monk just wanted you to take the blame."

It's just a scapegoat, I never thought of trusting you, who knew you, Zhang Anshi, were so serious.

Zhang Anshi didn't take it seriously, and said: "It's okay, I'm used to it, my brother-in-law always says I'm honest, and I'm deceived when I go out, I'm used to it. But right now, it's important for us to burn the relics, Master Yao...don't worry, I will pay relics, and I will lose money if I don’t.”

Yao Guangxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he felt as if he had led a wolf into the house.

But he didn't expect Zhang Anshi to say: "Again, what if the relics are released?"

"This……"

Zhang Anshi said: "After the relics are released, we will add [-] to [-] for the sesame oil money in this temple in the future, and we will split half and half."

Yao Guangxiao couldn't hold back all of a sudden, immediately sullen his face, and said angrily: "Zhang Anshi, you even paid for the Buddha's sesame oil..."

Zhang Anshi hurriedly said: "These words are clearly about the sesame oil money of you monks, and you must talk about the Buddha. Master Yao, listen to me, I guarantee compensation, and I can't burn it... I will build another temple in Qixia for you." You are twice as big as this..."

Yao Guangxiao really didn't want to talk about this when his master passed away.

But when Zhang Anshi said this, his heart moved slightly, he paused for a while, and then said: "Let's write a proof!"

Zhang Anshi rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay, okay, take the pen and ink."

Yao Guangxiao obviously has no confidence in the merits of Zen Master Huizhen.

After all...he learned the Dharma from Zen Master Huizhen. It can be said that what kind of virtue he is, what kind of virtue Huizhen has...so can the relics be burned?This doesn't make sense!

That being the case, I had no choice but to make another meritorious deed for the Buddha, so that I could get a temple at least.

He had already thought of the name of the temple, Huguo Temple, or Daoyan Temple.

Immediately, the two established written evidence.

Zhang Anshi said cheerfully: "Since that's the case, can I burn it?"

"You burn it, you burn it." Yao Guangxiao said: "Amitabha, when the master passed away, he still cut meat and fed it to the eagle, but at last he also did a good deed... Amitabha."

Zhang Anshi thought to himself: "You said... there is a distinction between the relics?"

Yao Guangxiao raised his eyebrows, and said vigilantly, "What does the benefactor mean?"

Zhang Anshi said: "I mean... this relic..."

"Of course there is. The relic has a size. The bigger the relic, the bigger the practice."

"What about the color?"

"You mean appearance?"

"Yes, appearance..."

"Of course there are differences in appearance, of course... it depends on the actual situation."

Zhang An Shizhi became complacent: "Okay, if we want to burn, we will burn the best."

Yao Guangxiao: "..."

When Zhang Anshi came out of the hall, he saw that there were crowds of people outside the hall, and the monks came out in droves, doing religious ceremonies. Suddenly, cigarettes were lingering, and it was very lively.

Zhang Anshi felt the power of believers in this era.

I sighed in my heart, the times are like this, people always need some spiritual comfort.

Zhang Anshi had no choice but to find a way to spend some sesame oil money with tears in his eyes, pool the funds, and do great things.

Qiusong's stove has finally arrived.

More than a dozen carts disassembled the stove and sent it to the apse for assembly.

This is a small blast furnace, which was improved by Zhang Anshi according to the situation of this era. Compared with the ordinary furnaces of this era, this small blast furnace is characterized by high temperature, and can quickly generate high temperature through the action of catalysts and blowing bladders. Can greatly improve the level of smelting.

Originally, Zhang Anshi planned to build a steel workshop, so he made such a small blast furnace.

It's just that many parts of this small blast furnace have not yet been perfected. Zhang Anshi hopes to improve it and greatly improve the level of smelting before it can be put into production.

But who knows, it will come in handy right now.

Although this small blast furnace is not perfect, there are various problems, but it is still enough to burn relics.

Zhang Anshi gave Qiu Song some instructions, Qiu Song thought for a while and said, "I know, brother... just leave the matter of the fire to me."

Zhang Anshi said very seriously: "Very well, work hard to create a miracle, just heat up the blast furnace for me. I'll leave it to you here, burn it to death for me."

Qiu Song didn't say a word of nonsense, and immediately responded.

On the other side, after the monks performed rituals again and again, Huizhen's body was brought in.

Zhang Anshi couldn't bear to watch such a scene, so he ran to the front hall in a hurry.

In the temple, the melodious bell sounded soon.

Not long after, a monk came out and said, "The auspicious time has come, Chan Master Huizhen is cremated..."

As soon as this statement came out, many good men and women were a little surprised.

You must know that in the past, when monks passed away, they would sit cross-legged and bury them in pottery jars, and fill charcoal, firewood and other items around the body, seal it and put it outside for seven days.

Seven days later, people took out a pre-reserved hole under the pottery jar, ignited the firewood and charcoal in the jar, and cremated the remains.

But now, before the seven-day period comes, are you rushing to cremate?
Among them there were many good people, a few scholars in shawls and Confucian shirts mixed in the crowd, and said in a low voice: "I don't know why they are so anxious, in my opinion...they also know this Huizhen... It will definitely not be a positive result, so burn it quickly, so as not to attract everyone's discussion."

"That's right, if we wait seven days, I don't know how many discussions will come out. This Huizhen has no practice. Although Yao Guangxiao instigated Jing Nan at the beginning, but this Huizhen... I am afraid that she has contributed a lot."

Scholars chattered with each other, chatting in full swing.

This is actually understandable, although the court has repeatedly claimed the legitimacy of Jing Nan, but no one believes these things among the people and even among scholars.

The dense crowd of faithful men and women were even more reluctant to disperse.

They don't have as many careful thoughts as scholars. They only know that a monk has passed away, and they come to the temple to observe the ceremony, so that the Bodhisattva can protect them more.

"I'm afraid that the relics will not be sintered by then... that would be ridiculous."

"If it can't be sintered, it means that he has not achieved the right result. This is the Zen master conferred by His Majesty. If he has not achieved the right result, doesn't it prove that he has been helping the evildoers on weekdays. The so-called reincarnation of heaven and law is not good for retribution?"

Hearing that Huizhen was cremated immediately, there were more and more people in the temple, until it was overcrowded.

Many scholars even came to watch the excitement.

Many people just rush to read jokes. Even scholars believe in the truth that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil. Even if you can't repay in life, after death... the retribution will eventually come.

So... everyone is looking forward to it.

But these people did not include Yao Guangxiao, he kept frowning, looking worried, because he found that the situation was a little out of control.

Immediately, he said to Zhang Anshi in the side hall: "Benefactor Zhang, now there are many pilgrims and scholars here, hey...do evil, do evil."

Zhang Anshi said with relief: "Master Yao, aren't you always calm? Take it easy and don't be impatient, trust me, there is nothing to worry about!"

Yao Guangxiao sat down slowly tiredly, and then sighed quietly: "To be a human being, you must have a conscience, let alone a monk? After all, the one who is ridiculed by thousands of people is the master of the poor monk. How can I bear it?"

Zhang Anshi saw that Yao Guangxiao's mood was getting more and more depressed, so he changed the subject, and said, "How is Kongkong in the temple?"

Yao Guangxiao said, "He is very peaceful now."

Zhang Anshi couldn't help but sighed: "Human, after going through a big change, it's not easy to be able to do what he does."

Yao Guangxiao nodded: "He is not a good emperor, but he is a good monk."

After speaking, the two drank tea separately, but they seemed a little embarrassed for a while.

At this moment, a little novice hurried over and said, "Master, Marquis Annan, the fire has already started."

Zhang Anshi nodded, and suddenly said to Yao Guangxiao: "Now how much is the annual incense money in this temple?"

"What do you want to do?" Yao Guangxiao looked straight at him, with obvious vigilance in his eyes.

Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "Ask, just ask casually."

Yao Guangxiao said: "Actually, not much."

"But you have saved a few hundred thousand taels of silver in the bank. Not only that, but you also buy a lot of land every year."

Yao Guangxiao just said: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha."

Zhang Anshi did not intend to let him go, and continued: "Not to mention the real money, just the large amount of land purchased is a large amount of expenses every year, and this temple property is amazing... Those people... are really like me. So generous, are you willing to give so much money for sesame oil?"

Yao Guangxiao closed his eyes slightly, and continued to chant: "Amitabha, so good, so good."

Zhang Anshi continued to say selfishly: "I think about it carefully... If one day, I can get half of the shares in this temple, I will increase revenue and reduce expenditure. If I contract it, I will first lay off half of the monks and leave So much chanting is useless.”

"Besides... the real estate of this temple needs to be repackaged. The income from renting and planting the land alone is too low after all. Also, since it is a temple, it must adopt a simple and simple style, and don't just build a treasure hall every now and then. , paint with gold paint, the Buddha is in our hearts..."

Yao Guangxiao remains unmoved, don't see anything wrong with it, don't listen to anything wrong with it.

Zhang Anshi didn't seem to care that Yao Guangxiao didn't respond to his words at all, and continued: "Also, it's not good to just ask for sesame oil and money. You need to create an IP, do you know about the IP? You need to feed some guys who are full and only chant sutras every day. Form one monk after another, go to Annam, Champa, Siam, where there are many believers in Buddhism, we want to develop business, this is called open source.”

As he said that, Zhang Anshi sighed: "We must also encourage good men and women to deposit money in the bank, especially in Annan. The new bank has just opened, and the people in Annan are suffering too much. What I need is psychological comfort... I have to tell them that the Buddha doesn't see Aduwu, but if I deposit this Aduwu, that is, gold and silver, into the bank and exchange them for gold and silver tickets in my bank, then it will be fine."

Yao Guangxiao has a surprisingly good temper today, but he still doesn't say a word.

More than two hours passed.

At this time, another little novice came in a hurry and said, "Master, Marquis Annan, the furnace is on."

After hearing this, Yao Guangxiao stood up immediately, he couldn't bear Zhang Anshi's endless rambling.

Immediately, he got up quickly and said: "Okay, let's go to open the furnace."

Generally, the opening of the furnace is witnessed by monks and important believers in many temples.

So all the monks in the temple gathered in the Daxiong Hall, and the sound of wooden fishes kept coming and going.

Immediately, another person carried the big vat, which had already been burnt black. Usually, firewood was used for cremation, but this time, Zhang Anshi used a blast furnace with extremely high temperature, which can reach [-] degrees.

After the burning, someone will take the big vat out of the blast furnace.

At this time, many people have already gathered here, looking forward to it one by one.

Dozens of monks and pilgrims gathered around the vat at this moment, each with a dignified expression.

Yao Guangxiao and Zhang Anshi arrived, and one of the pilgrims was named Zhang Mingshun. The Zhang family was a big family in Nanjing, and they paid a lot of money for the sesame oil in the temple on weekdays, so they invited the Zhang family to open the vat. The son will do it for him.

This is Zhang Shun, a scholar, although he doesn't have much fame, but he doesn't take it seriously, he mutters in a low voice, he is afraid that it has been burned to ashes, and there must be no relics.

When he saw Yao Guangxiao and Zhang Anshi coming, although he didn't dare to make a sound, he sneered in his heart, Huizhen and these people... colluded, how could it be successful?

He was already thinking about how he would tell his relatives and friends the results of his testimony when he went back later, and he would have to add fuel and make fun of it.

Yao Guangxiao's face was solemn, his heart was in his throat, and many fine beads of sweat silently oozed from his forehead.

"Open the tank."

Yao Guang filial piety.

"Yes."

With a sound, the monks smashed the vat without any hesitation.

As soon as the vat was broken, the bottom of the vat was black and covered with a layer of ashes.

The combustion is very complete, basically turning into ashes.

Zhang Anshi was very pleased.

only……

In this thick layer of ash accumulated...but I don't know if there is any relic in it...

Seeing this, Zhang Shun smiled slightly, and couldn't help but feel joking.

Some other pilgrims also opened their eyes wide. After all, they usually give the temple so much money for sesame oil. If the eminent monks here don't get the fruit, it is inevitable that some fans of the national football team will be frustrated.

Yao Guangxiao naturally saw the expressions of everyone, but there was no way out at this time.

He showed exhaustion and nervousness, took a deep breath, and continued: "Take the relic!"

"Yes."

I saw a monk squatting down and began to dig through the ashes carefully.

Suddenly... the monk who stretched his hand into the ashes suddenly froze and remained motionless.

"What's wrong?" Yao Guangxiao asked nervously.

"Master...Master..." The monk's hand was still in the ashes, but his expression was very strange.

Then, his hand began to tremble... Then, he stretched out his other hand, and then, he carefully held a ball the size of a fist with both hands.

This time...

The hall suddenly fell silent.

Yao Guangxiao's pupils contracted.

What the hell is this?

All the pilgrims were stunned, their bodies trembling slightly.

The monk holding the relic was also shocked, his hands trembling.

The other dozen or so monks suddenly knelt down, clasped their palms together, and kept chanting: "Amitabha, Amitabha."

It has to be said that the thing held in this monk's hand...is really too big.

The most likely thing about relics is that they are unobtainable, but most of them, even if they are burnt out, are actually no more than the size of a fingertip.

If it is bigger, a pagoda will almost be built to worship it, and it will become the treasure of the town temple.

And the thing in front of him is already surprisingly big.

As big as a fist, is it a relic?

"Master... Master..."

Yao Guangxiao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he stood stiffly in place, motionless, his pupils constricted continuously, and he seemed to be out of breath.

Even that Zhang Shun was shocked, this is what he saw with his own eyes, what he saw with his own eyes...

He looked at the relic in the monk's hand in disbelief, without saying a word, but his eyes seemed to burst out.

Immediately afterwards, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the monk carefully began to remove the dust from the relic.

Immediately... a color appeared.

It is bright red.

Then, people discovered Zhanlan...

There is black.

There is green.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple...

Seven colorful colors, shining brightly.

Yao Guangxiao only heard that there was an eminent monk who burned colorful relics.

As for the seven colors, it is simply unimaginable.

"Master...Master..." The monk holding the relic trembled violently.

Only then did Yao Guangxiao come to his senses suddenly, and suddenly, there was a cry.

"Master...you have become a Buddha." Immediately, Yao Guangxiao fell to the ground and knelt down, saying in his mouth, "You have achieved the Great True Fruit...this is a true Buddha."

That Zhang Shun never disdained, and became devout in an instant.

The other pilgrims, weeping one by one, bowed down one after another, chanting words.

Yao Guangxiao danced with excitement, stood up again, and finally took the relic carefully, saying: "This kind of relic has never existed in ancient times, and the virtuous monks in all dynasties are not as good as Zen Master Huizhen...ah...has become a Buddha... I have become a Buddha..."

Yao Guangxiao is a person who is used to seeing big scenes, but he is always as calm as Yao Guangxiao, and at this moment he is also crazy.

"Hurry up, ring the bell, ring the bell quickly..." Yao Guangxiao sternly said, "Take the treasure plate, and send this relic to the Daxiong Hall for worship by good men and women."

"Yes, yes..." The monk wept with joy and left in a hurry.

"Haha...haha..." Yao Guangxiao was ecstatic.

Huizhen is him in the mirror, Master Huizhen can have such a relic, then he...

It seems... the poor monk did the right thing, did the right thing.

This is actually understandable, although it is difficult for Jing to succeed, people at that time disdain Yao Guangxiao's behavior.

One of the times, Yao Guangxiao was hit the hardest when he went to his hometown to see his sister after Jing Nan succeeded, but his sister didn't see her behind closed doors, so Yao Guangxiao had to visit his old friend Wang Bin.Wang Bin didn't want to see each other either, so he just let someone pass the word: "The monk is wrong, the monk is wrong."

Few people in the world are willing to understand him, and they all think that he has brought disaster to the world.

But now... Huizhen also followed Jing Nan. Although she didn't have such merits as him, Huizhen burned such a good relic.

What a great merit this is, and what is this merit?Isn't it just Feng Tianjing's difficulty?
Zhang Anshi watched everyone's reactions, and wanted to laugh.

The so-called relics are actually just stones. Whichever monk has serious stones, after cremation, the relics will be more powerful!

But people in this era don't understand these things, but think it's a proof of practice.

Zhang Anshi was able to burn such an unprecedented large relic because he had two methods, one was to put the medicine on the monk Huizhen before he died, and the other was to use the high temperature of the small blast furnace.

In fact, the principle of formation is not complicated. The main components of human bones are calcium oxide, phosphorus oxide and some organic substances.When the bones are cremated, the organic matter will first be carbonized and gradually decomposed completely, and all the carbon elements inside will be oxidized into carbon dioxide. At this time, the bones will become ashes.

The main component of ashes is calcium hydroxyphosphate. If the incineration continues and the temperature is further increased, the ashes will start to melt, and calcium hydroxyphosphate will decompose into tricalcium phosphate.Continue heating to about 1700°C, tricalcium phosphate will completely melt, and after cooling, it will form a hard ball with glassy luster. If different elements are doped in it, it will form glassy crystals of different colors, that is, relic. son!
Therefore, as long as the temperature is high enough, the relics produced will be larger.

On the other hand, Zhang Anshi's so-called medicine is for adding color, the more elements added, the more color will naturally be.

In later generations, some people applied for a patent specifically, that is, the patent of "making relics from chicken bones".

This thing... Zhang Anshi can even mass-produce it.

Of course... Be careful, it's almost enough.

At this time, Yao Guangxiao suddenly realized something, and hurriedly said: "Send someone, send someone, immediately enter the palace to announce the good news, go to the palace to announce the good news... If your majesty knows, you will be very happy, haha...haha..."

Seeing Yao Guangxiao dancing and dancing, monks chanting scriptures, and devout believers chanting, Zhang Anshi grinned happily.

To get rich.

(End of this chapter)