Song Mingyue

Chapter 25 Master
In the past few days, Zhao Hao took Zhao Yun and a group of house slaves all over Jiangning City.What Xuanwu Lake, Mochou Lake, Confucius Temple, Qinhuai River, Bird Clothes Lane, Changgan Bridge, Lion Bridge... Every corner of Jiangning City has left his footprints.

Apart from thinking about the game a month later in his heart, Zhao Hao returned to his leisurely life.In fact, for the Yi Ya Contest, apart from the "Nine Suns Cooking Cheats", he still has another trick to prepare, so there is no need to worry.

He should eat, drink, sleep, feel good, and not hang out in the place of fireworks, so that Zhao Hao's body gradually recovered.Within 1 or 2 days, the body automatically recovered 44 point of health, and the Prajna Heart Sutra added another [-] points of health, and the health value reached [-] points. Although he still looked weak, his face was a little more bloody .

The activity of helping refugees is still going on. Over the past few days, more than 4000 merit points have been added, and the balance of merit points... well, the balance is more than 5000 points.

Refugees continued to flow in and out, and Zhao Hao's merits naturally continued, and his reputation gradually spread. Many people already knew that the prodigal son of the Zhao family turned around and changed his past. Not only did he stop bullying men and women, but he also did good deeds, Great work.The prestige of Zhao Hao and the Zhao family is also increasing day by day.

In this way, Zhao Hao wandered along the banks of the bustling Qinhuai River or Xuanwu Lake every day, and occasionally went to Tianxi Temple to talk about Zen with the abbot Xuanjue.

Following the formation of the nationalized Buddhist pattern in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the Song Dynasty entered a period of continuous development of Chinese Buddhism.Generally speaking, after the Song Dynasty strictly restricted Buddhism in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the emperors of all dynasties adopted an attitude of belief and support for Buddhism while maintaining the orthodox status of Confucianism.

Official support is an important reason why Buddhism can prevail.During the cultural prosperity of the Song Dynasty, many emperors wrote articles or poems praising Buddhism, and even commented on Buddhist scriptures to promote Buddhism.The famous ones are "Miaojue Collection" written by Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty, "Chongshi Lun" written by Song Zhenzong, "Fayin Collection of Imperial System and Interpretation Code", "42 Chapters of Imperial Notes", "Yuan Yijiao Jing" written by Emperor Xiaozong of the Southern Song Dynasty, " Yuan Dao Lun and Yuanjue Sutra, etc.As the supreme ruler, the emperor's personal translation of the scriptures is the most powerful proof of official support for the development of Buddhism, which also had a great influence on the literati and officials at that time.

Master Xuanjue of Tianxi Temple, the No. 1 Buddhist sect on Jiangnan East Road, is said to have studied under the eminent monk Keqin, one of the three masters of Buddhism in the Song Dynasty, and his senior brother is the famous Dahui Zonggao.Except for giving lectures on Zen once a month, Master Xuanjue seldom makes public appearances.The upper echelons of Jiangning City are all proud to see Master Xuanjue, and it would be a great blessing to be able to have Master Xuanjue's guidance once or twice.

The Zhao family donated the most merit in Tianxi Temple, especially during the few days when Zhao Hao was in a coma, Xie Yun donated [-] guan of merit at one time, which was the most in Tianxi Temple in the past hundred years.Therefore, when Mr. Zhao came to Tianxi Temple, he was naturally received with a high standard, and people in the Buddhist sect also acted on the basis of winks.

If Zhao Hao asked to see Master Xuanjue, he probably would have a good chance of success, but Zhao Hao bumped into the door of the abbot's meditation room by mistake while wandering around in the temple, and then forced his way in.

Tianxi Temple hosts the meditation room.

That day... a little novice had just brought Master Xuanjue a bowl of bean curd, and Zhao Hao broke in. So Zhao Hao, the son of the Song clan, and the first eminent monk in Jiangning, Xuanjue, had their first Zen discussion.

"Master Xuanjue, I heard that all things in the Buddhist school are illusory. I don't know how to explain it?"

"Amitabha, good! The poor monk is just an ordinary person, so he should not be called a master. What you call floating life and all things are vain and false, and they are good. If the name is like profit, it is nothing but foreign things; if it is greedy, it is just laborious; if it is life, it is like death. , but nothing but cloud and mist, it is unwise to exhaust the mind and exhaust the mind because all living things are vain. There is no sorrow and no joy, so it is vain!"

"Master, I am an ordinary person, so I don't know why. But since external things are illusory, Master's bowl of tofu flower is also illusory. It will be empty if you eat it or not. Why don't you let me eat it."

"The benefactor is a guest from afar. Hasn't the temple ever entertained the benefactor?"

"Amitabha, there are thousands of bowls of tofu flower in the temple, but this bowl is the abbot's tofu flower. It is said that rare things are more expensive, and the one I want to eat is the abbot's bowl."

"Amitabha, the poor monk received countless male benefactors. I have seen many male benefactors who eat tofu from female benefactors, but I have never seen a male benefactor who wants to eat tofu from monks. The benefactor is... quite wise."

"Master is really a wonderful person, I must eat this bowl of tofu flower."

It is said that since then, the weak Mr. Zhao and the fat-hearted Master Xuanjue have inexplicably become close friends.

Zhao Hao would visit Tianxi Temple every other day at most, or even once a day.

Talking about Zen, eating tofu with the abbot, and... playing chess with the abbot.

Always pay for one game, no regrets and denials!

The monks and laymen, one old and one young, one fat and one thin, often closed the door in the meditation room, killing each other in darkness.

In the beginning, Zhao Hao lost every game, a total of twenty pennies.

Until he spent 1000 merit points to exchange for a "Basic Go Skills Book", he was invincible against the master.

In fact, the master's Go level is not very good, what he is carrying is a stinky chess basket...

"Master, it's getting late, you've won this game, I'm going to withdraw."

"The benefactor's words are wrong. The benefactor has won seven games in a row and earned seven merits from the old monk. How can he just leave?"

"Damn it, a man of your age is still relying on it. It's just seven pennies. If you are so stingy, I will pay you back."

"So, the benefactor, go slowly, don't give it away."

"...I will come to eat your tofu in the future!"

"Donator, please do yourself a favor. The Zhao family's monthly merit money is two hundred guan, and the capital of the tofu flower is still enough."

"Fuck..."

It's just that these scenes cannot be seen or heard outside the meditation room.

In the eyes of the world and all the monks, Master Xuanjue is still the same Master Xuanjue, with high virtue and respect, holding the pearl of wisdom, seeing through all living beings, and the Dharma is boundless.

And it's strange to say, every time after coming out of Tianxi Temple, Zhao Hao felt indescribably comfortable all over his body.

The bean curd flower that the abbot of Xixi Temple that day seemed to have a miraculous effect of restraining erysipelas, and inadvertently restored 1 point of health every four or five days.In less than half a month, the health value recovered by 3 points, reaching 46 points, and his face became more and more rosy.

At this time, the Duanyang Festival is approaching, and the old butler of the Zhao Mansion has already started shopping for the Duanyang Festival.

Suddenly one day, Zhao Hao won nine chess games in a row, and the old monk Yuanjue's face turned half black when he won.

"Master, it's getting late, I have to go."

"The benefactor can leave, but the money must be kept."

"I swear to defend the money I won with my life!"

"...Why did the benefactor change his painting style today?"

"Where does Layman Meilin live?"

"The benefactor is missing. I am a monk, but Layman Meilin is not a monk, but also a woman. How does this old man know where he lives?"

"Monks and nuns belong to a family... No, monks and laymen are all hermits. You are all the same breed, so naturally you know it."

"Amitabha, goodness...Although the words of the almsgiver are reasonable, they are really nonsensical...The layman Meilin is nowhere else, but in the northern suburbs of the city, near Qixia Mountain, there is a village called Qifeng Village, fifteen miles north of the village, There are ten miles of peach blossoms, which is the residence of Layman Meilin."

"It's so good, you don't need to leave me tofu flowers tomorrow."

"..."

"The bald old monk's tofu is not tasty. I want to change the taste and eat the tofu from that young and beautiful female layman."

"The benefactor pesters the old monk every day. Could it be that he wanted to eat Mr. Mei Lin's tofu from the beginning?"

"..."

The person is far away and disappears at the door of the meditation room.
"Why does master value Mr. Zhao so much?"

"Amitabha, benefactor Zhao has great roots of wisdom and great merit, and is not something in the pond."

However, Buddhism is as profound as Master Xuanjue, maybe he knows it, maybe he doesn't know, the reason why Zhao Hao was able to form such a good relationship with the Buddhist master is nothing more than two words - funny.

Full of warmth and thinking about sex, comfortable and funny.

As for Master Xuanjue, perhaps holding the rosary has already seen through everything, maybe it's just that the days of cultivation are very lonely, and the master does not reject such a little friend.

However, no one expected that there would be a day when Master Xuanjue was not just a Buddhist master...

PS: The important thing is said three times. I don’t have the meaning of respecting the Buddha and belittling morality.

(End of this chapter)