Great Sui Guoshi

"I've heard a few, but it seems that the lecturer is not a monk from Jingci Temple, but from Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang."

"Oh, then this monk is terrible. He has come to Hangzhou to give lectures, but a great virtuous monk?"

"I don't know. I've heard people say that it's a monk in his 20s and the abbot of Jinshan Temple. It seems to be from Wanfo Temple."

"So powerful? It just so happens that I'm staying in Hangzhou for a while, so I'll go and have a look."

Lu Liangsheng, who was sitting under the shade of the tree, raised his eyebrows, and he heard the word "Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple". It has been 20 years, and he doesn't know what the great monk Fajing is doing now. The Dharma has improved, and it just happened to be the last One thing is to go north along the Grand Canal and go to Wanfo Temple to meet him, so let's be alone.

After resting for a while, all kinds of experiences were not very attractive to Lu Liangsheng. He put away his water bag and set off again, but he didn't go to Hangzhou city.

Going around the road outside, surrounded by fields and countryside, you can occasionally see gardens and manors everywhere, and there are also undulating and circling hills, full of green and lush tea trees. The stretches go on.

In a bustling area, occasionally two thick and distant bells sounded, and when they rang in the distance, it was the West Lake that Lu Liangsheng was going to. A piece of lotus leaf, a long bridge stretches across the lake, like a beautiful scroll of Jiangnan.

Boom~~Boom~~

The bell echoed in the drizzle, and Lu Liangsheng walked along the edge of the West Lake with Hong Lian. While the woman was looking around, he pinched his hand and followed the eyes marked on "The Boundless Mountain and Sea" to look slowly. On the southwest bank of the lake, there are dense forests. , On the top of the hill, a tall tower can be seen standing in a sea of ​​water vapor, and the Dharma light is concentrated in the bottom of the eyes, and you can see traces of spiritual energy lingering around the tower.

"It really is here."

"My lord, what's here?" Hong Lian, who looked around, trotted over, followed the scholar's gaze, and saw the tower, suddenly lifted his sleeves, covered his face, and turned to one side , "Young master's pagoda is so scary, I feel uncomfortable looking at it."

"Then stay nearby and take care of the old donkey and Master. I'll go over first to see if the eye of the formation is under the pagoda."

Lu Liangsheng gave a few words of advice, taking advantage of the continuous drizzle and no one was paying attention, his figure flickered, stepping on the connected lotus leaves in the lake, like a dragonfly touching water, he floated to the southwestern shore of the lake, and walked through the forest , Then I saw the outline of the tower base, walked half a circle around, and came to the wide Baiyan Square in the middle. The tower has an octagonal body, a total of five floors, and is more than 30 feet high. There are copper-cast wind chimes, which look graceful.

"Good tower!"

"Amitabha, do you think the pagoda is good, too?"

When Lu Liangsheng looked at the towering tower and gave a sigh of admiration, on the bluestone steps below, a monk in cassock came up slowly, erected his seal, came to the front of the bronze tripod, and bowed to the tower.

"The spring rain is slightly cold, and the young master came from a long way to see the pagoda, which shows that he sincerely worships the Buddha."

Lu Liangsheng knew that someone was coming, and he didn't feel much when he heard the sudden words. He turned his head and looked at the monk. His complexion was slightly copper-yellow, handsome and heroic, with a strong and tall figure, which was rare among monks, so he couldn't help laughing smiled.

"Master sincerely pays homage to the Buddha. Others may not come to worship the Buddha. In my eyes, the pagoda is just a landscape. People who read books still like things in books."

It is difficult for anyone in the world to see him now, but the monk in front of him is the same in the eyes of ordinary people, just an ordinary scholar.

The monk over there bowed his head vertically, probably not agreeing with the scholar's words, and wanted to argue, so he came up slowly with his cassocks in his arms.

"The donor's words are too early. The book has a thousand words of good words, and the Buddha also has a thousand words of good words. There is no difference between the book and the Buddha..."

While he was talking, a monk in Tsing-clothed came over quickly, interrupted his words, and then ran close to his ear, muttering something, the monk with a smile on his face saluted Lu Liangsheng, turned around and walked quickly go down.

But vaguely, Lu Liangsheng heard the monk in green call him the words 'Fahai' and 'host', chuckled out loud, flicked his sleeves, rolled up behind him, and looked at the densely covered branches below, leaving go figure.

"The little monk back then has grown so big."

Chapter 8 Fifteen: Little novice novice in the past, now worshiping the Buddha and the sea of ​​Dharma

Tread...  

ta ta ta ......

Mossy mossy stone steps, Huangzao monk shoes quickly walk down, under the front tower, the young monk spreads his cassock and leans against the carved stone railing, looking slightly sideways at the budding lotus in the lake, his peaceful eyes showing majesty.

"Have you found out?"

"Reporting to the host, those two snake monsters have indeed come to Hangzhou." The monk in green at the side bowed his head and said softly: "There are brothers in the city who brought back the news, and they saw it with their own eyes."

The monk nodded slightly, looking at the raindrops on the lake, "You know, what are they doing in Hangzhou?"

"they......"

In the voice of the monk in Tsing Yi, slight ripples swayed on the surface of the water, and the fish under the lotus leaf suddenly frightened, flicked their tails, and rushed out quickly. Fa Hai, who was listening to the following, raised his hand, looked back, stretched And on the bluestone steps below, the blue-clothed scholar from before stepped down, smiled and nodded this way.

"Master is still here, it's raining, be careful of the cold."

"Amitabha, monks are suffering from bitter cold." Fahai vertical seal returned a salute, and said with a smile: "There will be fate in the future, but the poor monk still wants to discuss the way of Buddhism and Confucianism with the young master. I wonder if the benefactor is willing?"

Hehehe!

Lu Liangsheng walked down the last step and stood still, followed by a smile: "If there is a destiny, I am naturally willing to discuss with the master for a while, and I will leave!" He casually raised his hand and arched, walked away, walked along the stone railing, Back to the previous place, Hong Lian was leaning against the railing with a long sword in his arms, the corner of his robe was pulled by the old donkey, and then he stood up, and seeing the scholar come back, beautiful pear dimples appeared on his cheeks, blurring the moon Insert it back into the bookshelf, take a paper umbrella to prop it up, and take the scholar's arm away.

"Young master, did you find it?"

"But we have to wait for the weather to clear up and come back at night. Let's go, let's go to the city to have a look."

"Going to the city?" Hong Lian looked up suspiciously. Over there, Lu Liangsheng lowered his head and smiled at her. Take a look at the market, and take Master to eat some delicious food along the way."

The small door of the cubicle was slammed open, and Taoist Toad's eyes bulged, and there were lights shining in the bottom of his eyes, and he suddenly regained his energy, "I still have the heart, um... Let me see if there is any record in the recipe. If there is something delicious in Hangzhou, hurry up and look through it for the teacher."

Waving the flippers, urging a few words, half of the body got into the closet, opened the vegetable garden that had not been taken out for a long time, and unfolded it in his hands, followed the place names one by one with the webbed head, and found the first generation of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the toad's mouth was about to burst When he reached the back of his neck, he licked his lips with his long tongue, and the happy fins stretched out one by one.

"Yes, yes... West Lake Vinegar Fish, Stir-fried Chicken with Chestnuts, Longjing Shrimp..."

Hong Lian covered her mouth and chuckled, Lu Liangsheng took the old donkey for a walk in the rain, looked back at Taoist Toad who was sitting on the edge of the small door of the bookshelf, and said with a smile: "Master, are you so particular about Hangzhou cuisine?"

"Haha, as a teacher, I thought it was just for stuttering when I traveled across the three mountains and five mountains. Alas, now these are just memorized by the teacher's hearsay."

Taoist Toad swung his frog webs, looked at the dishes on it, gave a thumbs up, and reluctantly rolled up the recipes on a shaft, put them on the back and hung them on the back, "Speaking of eating, the Suzhou and Hangzhou dishes are very particular. Come on, hurry up, and listen to the teacher's explanation while walking, it will definitely feast your ears!"

"What did you say just now for the teacher? Oh, yes, the taste of Suzhou and Hangzhou is clear, fresh, crisp, and tender, and the original flavor is preserved. The cooking methods are mainly steamed, stewed, and roasted... Light oil, light pulp..."

When Taoist Toad talked about eating above, his voice continued for a long time, and the drizzle was accompanied by the sound of copper bells and hooves, and he and the men and women holding blue and white paper umbrellas went away together in the misty rain and water vapor.

In the distance, the water was undulating, and the carp came out of the water and spit out a circle of blisters, and then got into the water. Behind the stone fence reflected on the lake, two monks were looking at this side. Among them, the monk in the green robe approached and said in a low voice: " Host, the woman next to the scholar doesn't look like a human being."

"Humph."

Seeing the talking and laughing men and women leading an old donkey away from the rain curtain, Fa Hai expressionless, slowly erected the seal, then stopped looking at it, shook the rein, turned around and left.

"Students... After the Fa Conference is over, I will subdue those two snake demons—"

With firm steps, head to Jingci Temple with a loud voice.

"——Let's get rid of the female ghost who confuses this scholar!!"

......

"The best silk, authentic and authentic Hangzhou silk, not adulterated, you might as well come and have a look at the foreign officials passing by, to ensure that the silk is smooth and smooth, just like touching a woman's skin, you can't put it down!!"

"Tea~~~ I'm selling tea. My relatives are sick and need money urgently. I can sell you a cup of good Longjing tea at a cheap price, and give them the best gifts for relatives and friends!"

"Guest officer, please come inside, the guest officer on the street, come to my building to taste a good dish, drink a pot of good wine, and watch the three pools mirroring the moon outside the building. "

It’s not yet night, near dusk, the city of Hangzhou is already buzzing with people, the shops on both sides of the long street have raised their lanterns early, and pedestrians are bustling, bringing their families or friends into restaurants, standing on the side of the street bargaining, the noise is as loud as daytime.

A good tea guest smells the shredded tea leaves that are drying in the dustpan, closes his eyes with an expression of enjoyment, then wraps it up with the waiter, holds it in his hand and joins the crowds on the street; under the ambiguous warm red lanterns, the turtle slave welcomes the guests coming in and out , nodding and bowing, the gorgeous woman upstairs is waving a silk handkerchief against the fence, abandoning her winking eyes; indistinctly, in the pink window screen, there is a profuse Wu sound coming to the street with the sound of the pipa.

"My lord, this is not a place to eat, let's find another one."

In the bookshelf, Hong Lian's voice sounded, Lu Liangsheng raised his face and looked at the brothel in front of him, chuckled a few times, led the old donkey and continued on, walking in the crowd, and said in Fayin: "How could you Go inside, the brothel is not a place to eat."

"Take care of talking, Liangsheng, can you find a place to eat?" On the other side of the bookshelf, Taoist Toad's words sounded through the small door. It’s really not good to call Louwailou, but it’s okay there.”

Lu Liangsheng hummed, then stopped, turned his face slightly, and looked at the front side of the long street, where the flags and flags fluttered, with the word "Inn" written on them, and he pulled the old donkey over there, yelling at the door The clerk graciously took the reins and led the donkey to the backyard. In the lobby of the inn, another clerk came to meet him, wiped a table, and quickly reported the name of the dish.

"Listen to the accent, the guest officer is not from Hangzhou, right? If you come to Hangzhou, you have to taste the characteristics of Hangzhou. The back kitchen of our inn is good at Liye Bailian. The white lotus is peeled and the heart is big and round. The fat is thickened, the stew is easy to be crispy but not scattered, the soup is clear and delicious, just smelling it can make your mouth water. There is also our West Lake water shield, which is famous far and wide. The soup is pure and delicious, tender and lubricated, and it is very popular. arrive."

"Brother, why don't you serve two famous Hangzhou dishes first, and then two ordinary home-cooked dishes." Lu Liangsheng can't order too much, after all, he is sitting here alone, ordering too much will attract attention, which is probably not good .

"That's okay, the guest officer will drink some camellia tea first to moisten the spleen and stomach. I will inform the back chef to bring it up quickly!" The waiter wrote down the name of the dish and left. Here, Lu Liangsheng put away the chopsticks and waited for the tea to be served. At that time, Hong Lian, who had hidden his figure, was sitting opposite him, staring blankly at him with his chin propped up. When the scholar looked over, he asked softly, "Master, the city is not as good as Chang'an, except for some Wu In a minor key, nothing special."

"Stay in town tonight."

"Ah?" Nie Honglian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly blushed, lowered her face in embarrassment, shook her shoulders shyly, and whispered: "My lord, I'm not ready yet."

Then, a chopstick tapped on her head, and Lu Liangsheng smiled and stared at her: "What are you thinking, I went to the city because I heard what the little novice said..."

Chapter 8 On the West Lake Bridge, Beauty Like Smoke

"... Fahai couldn't see it when he was a child, but 20 years later, his temperament is so similar to that of the old monk Zhenhai. He is so stubborn that Master Fajing may not be able to distinguish him, which made him what he is now. Like."

The inn is full of voices. On the east side of the inn that gathers in the lobby, there is a small wooden platform and a round stool. A woman holding a pipa is playing the strings. The sound is as clear as the jingle of a stream. song.

'...Tixi Lake reminds me of the past.Remember the alley green plum tears farewell.

Light waves of green leaves and lotus flowers fade away, Mr. Lang shakes his fan and leaves a bridge...'

dang dang dang.....

The sound of pipa plucking strings, the voice of Wu Nong was overwhelming, mixed with the noisy lobby, Lu Liangsheng glanced at the stage where the music was sung over there, took a sip of light tea, lingered in the lingering fragrance, saw Hong Lian propped his chin and puffed up his cheeks and stared Come on, the scholar laughed a bit, put down his teacup and continued:

"When the rain stops tomorrow, go to the pagoda and take a look at the formation. If you encounter this Fa Hai who is no match for the monster, I will help you a little bit. He will always be Master Fa Jing's younger brother."

Having said that, Lu Liangsheng paused for a moment, thought about it, and added: "Actually, he is considered a disciple." Seeing that Hong Lian's cheeks were puffed up, she raised her chopsticks, the woman quickly calmed down her left and right cheeks, and snorted. The tea in front of Lu Liangsheng suddenly lost its brown color and became tasteless.

"Then the rain will stop tomorrow, and we will go to the West Lake to visit during the day."

After Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, Hong Lian on the opposite side raised her pretty face slightly and shook her face, her eyes looked sideways at the window frame, and the corners of her red lips evoked a 'successful' smile from time to time.

Soon, the waiter brought up the dishes, reported the names of the dishes one by one, and specifically talked about the origin of the dishes. He also talked about the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the Three Pools Reflecting the Moon, Baoshi Mountain and other places to visit before going to the door to welcome the new guests.

Lu Liangsheng picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. This kind of light and original side dish suits his taste, but I don't know if Master is used to this kind of light food.

A scholar was sitting in the inn, unremarkable, he ate a few mouthfuls casually, and asked the waiter to help him pack water shield from the West Lake and Liye Bailian to his room.

"Brother, please get some hot water for the bath." Lu Liangsheng stopped the shop guy who was about to go out, and stuffed a few tips into his hand. A bucket of hot water came in, and the big bucket behind the screen was poured out. After going back and forth two or three times, the man stirred the water temperature, "Master, it's suitable. If there is anything else, you can call me downstairs."

After sending Xiao Er away, the scholar took off his robe and sank into the water, with only his head exposed and resting on the edge of the bucket, he comfortably wrung out a piece of silk cloth and put it on his forehead.

"Sure enough, it's more enjoyable to be a human being."

Although now even if he hasn't bathed for a few years, his body is still as clean as ever, but Lu Liangsheng likes taking a bath the most. He floats in the water and feels the water temperature spread all over his body. The kind of comfort is something that Master can't understand.

Taoist Toad sat on the round table, seemed to know the thought that flashed in his apprentice's mind, he turned around and squinted his toad eyes while holding the small red rooster bowl, Lu Liangsheng turned his gaze around the screen and looked at Master, and said casually: "Master, I never told you in my heart."

'snort. Taoist Ha held the bowl and turned back, took a few mouthfuls of vegetables in the bowl, and poured a spoonful of lotus soup into his mouth.

Ton!

Ton!

Ton!

After drinking the soup, the wooden spoon was put back on the table. After a while, the toad smacked his lips in aftertaste: "The taste is a bit bland. It would be best if more salt was added. In this regard, this inn manager is no match for the old man."

When it comes to food, Taoist Toad's face is more serious than usual, and the frog web is holding the chopsticks, walking back and forth behind his back, chattering endlessly about the end of the sky.

"...Liangsheng, did you understand what I said just now for the teacher, next time when ordering dishes, I must tell the waiter..."

Then there was another burst of blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Lu Liangsheng, who was in the soaking bucket, was almost buried in the water. When he woke up, he wiped off the water stains on his face, and saw Hong Lian lying on the edge Blinking her eyes, she hurriedly pulled the cloth over her eyes to cover her eyes, stood up with waves of mist, put on the robe hanging on the screen, and pushed Hong Lian, who was peeking, back into the painting .

"Hmph, it's not rare!" The woman turned around and slipped into her arms, then suddenly slipped out to look again, stuck out the tip of her tongue, went back to the painting in a snap, sat on the swing and hummed a little song proudly.

After the commotion, Lu Liangsheng didn't bother to pay attention to it. He lay down on the bed, thought for a while, and fell asleep in a daze. Early the next morning, when the spring rain stopped all night, he took the old donkey with him and left the room with Hong Lian. Back on the street, the pedestrians were crowded at this time. After some inquiries, I found out that the Dharma Conference was held at Jingci Temple today. Most of the people who believed in Buddhism rushed there, and those who didn't believe also went to join in the fun.

The scenery of West Lake in Hangzhou under the sun is different from that on a cloudy and rainy day. The lotus leaves are connected with budding lotus seeds and sway slightly in the wind. In March, the chirping of birds echoes the morning bell from afar.

Green willows brushed across the water, red pity and solid figure, looks like a 16-year-old girl, dragging her dress and lying on the stone railing, stretching out her white arms, trying to grab the nearest lotus bud, the moment her fingertips touched it, the bud Slipping through her fingertips, she was caught by the long tongue that suddenly protruded, pulled into the gap between the stone railings, dragged into the donkey's mouth, slowly grinded, and hiccupped into the stomach.

"You!!!" Hong Lian was so angry that he stomped his feet fiercely, and raised his hand to hit it. In response, the swinging donkey's head opened its mouth, revealing a row of yellow teeth, and neighed twice. Attracting past believers or tourists to look over, the woman withdrew her hand angrily, ran to the other side to look at the scholar in the direction of the tower, pulled the corner of her sleeve, and shook it complainingly.

"Young master, you go and clean it up!"

"This young man!!"

At this moment, a crisp female voice sounded at the same time as Hong Lian's voice. Lu Liangsheng and Hong Lian turned around when they heard the voice, and even the old donkey who seemed to be mocking over there turned their heads. Under the willow, a woman in a blue dress swayed slightly in the wind, with a slender waist and a smile on her front.

Lu Liangsheng looked at her, frowned slightly, and there was a faint evil spirit on the other person. However, the woman looked at the scholar carefully for a moment, her smile became wider, and she ran over in surprise. When she landed in Lu Liangsheng's face, she twisted The long skirt spreads out at the waist.

"Sir, don't you remember me?"

As she spoke, her lips leaned forward slightly, and there was a "hissing" sound between her lips. Only then did Lu Liangsheng react, and saw a phantom behind the woman, which was difficult for others to see, and a big winding snake twisted and vomited. When I read the letter, I remembered a name.

"Cen Biqing?"

"Sir, you still remember Xiaoqing." The woman in the green skirt was obviously very happy, and excitedly pulled Lu Liangsheng's hand. Hong Lian, who was at the side, naturally remembered that the young master had mentioned a little green snake to her, and wanted to come and see him. The Taoist was very excited, so he didn't step forward to stop him.

"Xiaoqing? Is this your nickname? It sounds nice."

Now that the other party has turned into a human body, he can no longer touch the other party's head like in the past. Lu Liangsheng asked her to pull her back, and withdrew his hand without a trace, and asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"My sister got this nickname, and I came to West Lake with her." Saying that, Xiaoqing pointed to a long bridge in the distance, "Look, sir, it's over there, and the person in the white dress on the bridge is my sister."

The lotus leaves are going away, and above the water waves, there is a long bridge, and a woman in a white satin skirt, with a graceful back, is looking at another lotus pond, as if waiting for someone.