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There is a tall pagoda in Yongning Temple. According to later calculations, the height reaches [-] meters!It's as if the Tongtian Tower enters the clouds!The royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty began to vigorously support Yongning Temple, and spared no expense in building and expanding it.

And once the emperor and the courtiers, um, once the temple.The three temples of Emperor Xuanwu naturally cut off the royal offerings.In order to promote her authority, Empress Dowager Hu not only refused to give money to these three temples, but suppressed them from time to time.

So today, a few years later, Shengming Temple has become like this.

Hearing Master Daoxi's introduction, Liu Yishou realized that the water in Luoyang Buddhist School is also bottomless!Think about it, no matter how big a city is, there are more than 300 temples, which is too much.

It's like a city has more than 300 tourist attractions, so what should these attractions be rolled into?

Today's special tour, tomorrow's dark tour, what kind of innocent female tour guide will accompany you one-on-one... It's very exciting to think about it!

It's a pity that Shengming Temple is the kind that was so involved that it had to be shut down.

"I'm here to ask Buddha to borrow some money to save people."

Liu Yishou said with a little embarrassment.

"A few copper coins saved a few more people. You can just take the copper coins in the altar. Whether it's saving the person in your mouth or the person in your heart, it's up to you." Master Daoxi lamented. .

It can be seen that whether it is Dao Jing or Dao Xi, they all have a flat mentality.If Liu Yishou went to Yongning Temple to "fish", he would have been beaten so badly that he couldn't take care of himself by now.

"Master, although the Buddha is in the sky, the monks are in the world. Even if the shrines are repaired and the ponds are cleaned up, it may not be able to prosper the incense. Nowadays, people who are willing to throw copper coins into the shrines will not come to Shengming Temple. "

Liu Yishou didn't even bother to complain, the temple's management methods were too outdated, and it was still in the stage of "the bait is salty and the hook is straight, and those who wish to take the bait".

"So, do you have a way to make the incense in Shengming Temple flourish?"

Master Daoxi squinted his eyes and asked, leaning forward slightly, looking interested.

If you say that, I won't be sleepy anymore!After going around such a big circle, isn't it just waiting for this sentence!

Liu Yishou regained his energy immediately, and his drooping eyelids seemed to vibrate as if they had been charged.

He grabbed Master Daoxi's hand and said: "I have a little immature idea, maybe I can save Shengming Temple from fire and water..."

Seeing that Master Daoxi frowned slightly, he changed his words again: "I mean, I can get some money to repair the front yard of Shengming Temple, the gate... and so on.

The temple is the face of the Buddha, and the master doesn't want the Buddha to...don't wash his face every day, right? "

Master Dao Xi understood that Dao Jing was so restless just now.

"Sir, please speak."

"I have one more small request..." Liu Yishou said, rubbing his hands together in embarrassment.

Chapter 2 The Long Night I'm Coming

In the meditation room, there was a person from the Central Plains and a "foreigner", and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Please tell me, benefactor. Although the conditions you mentioned just now are somewhat unreasonable, they are not a big deal."

Master Dao Xi obviously didn't want to discuss with Liu Yishou whether he should have supper, whether he should drink afternoon tea, or what clothes he should change tomorrow morning.Such inexplicable things go around in circles.

"Uh, Master, there is still one thing I don't understand. Your temple is so dilapidated...so simple, how can it support more than ten monks?"

Don't think that monks are very powerful after reading "Shaolin Temple". In fact, in this era, the quality of Buddhist temples has no direct connection with the power of monks.The nobility of temples lies in inheritance and scriptures.

A monk who can write books, read scriptures, and translate is a powerful monk.It is the existence at the bottom that is playing tricks.

Dao Xi suddenly felt a toothache.

"These people are all retired imperial soldiers, but they have nowhere to go, and they just make a living in the temple. They have their own monthly salary from the imperial court, which has nothing to do with poor monks. No matter how you say it, this is a royal temple."

Dao Xi said helplessly.

This Shengming Temple seems majestic, but the real monks are just him and Daojing!The rest are the two "masters" who cook and sweep the floor.No wonder Yongning Temple doesn't deal with Shengming Temple very much now.

This dilapidated temple has been mixed up to such an extent that it is only one step away from closing its doors.

"Master, Shengming Temple is also a solemn Buddhist temple. It stands to reason that the incense shouldn't be in such a decline, let's just say this Buddhist altar."

Liu Yishou pointed to the "remains" of the Buddhist altars and the copper coins all over the ground that were moved into the meditation room by the monks, and said, "These money must have been invested many years ago, right?"

Master Daoxi blushed.His "profession" is translating Buddhist scriptures, not running temples.In the past, the Yuan clan provided incense money every month. Naturally, they didn't have to worry about food and clothing. He could just do his own professional translation.

However, now the Yuan Clan does not enshrine them, and these people have no means of earning a living. They are called royal temples, and they cannot lend usury like other temples...how could they not be in decline.

"Master, with all due respect, even if the royal family allocates money to repair the temple, it will only last for a while, because the world has changed."

Liu Yishou had a mocking expression on his handsome face, he didn't know whether he was mocking Shengming Temple or the world.

Master Dao Xi was noncommittal and nodded slightly.

"If I had a copper plate."

Liu Yishou picked up a copper coin on the ground, the green copper embroidery looked like an antique.

He put the money in front of Master Daoxi and said: "If I am poor, a copper plate is enough for me to eat a cake. Save some money, and I can get by in a day."

Master Daoxi continued to nod.

He is not a young lady from a family who does not eat fireworks in the world, and I know this shit.

"If I dedicate it to the Buddha, then I will definitely starve to death, at least for a day. At least I have to wait until I have developed before I can serve the Buddha, right?"

Liu Yishou pointed to the piles of copper coins and said, "In the past few decades, Juntian has been continuously occupied by nobles from aristocratic families, and the money that fell to ordinary people has become less and less.

How many people can throw money into the altar to pray for blessings?Is it better to starve to death? "

In fact, one penny could buy a chicken when Emperor Xiaowen came to rule Luoyang, but now it is only enough to buy a cake. As for why this happened, Liu Yishou couldn't figure it out anyway.

Without waiting for Master Daoxi to answer, he continued to taunt: "Although those nobles from aristocratic families have a lot of copper coins to play with, they must go to Yongning Temple to play! Maybe they can please Queen Mother Hu, What can you get here?

Emperor Xuanwu is no longer here! "

Liu Yishou's words made Master Daoxi wake up like a dream, as if he had never thought about it carefully before, but just faintly felt that something was wrong, and now he is like a strong man without clothes, dancing in front of him naked.

Disgusting and frustrating!Nausea is because of ugliness, helplessness is because of inability to fight!

"Amitabha!"

Master Dao Xi clasped his hands together and bowed to Liu Yishou, as if to say: Please start your performance!

"Master, the Shengming Temple is already a salted fish... I mean it's rather down and out. Although the upper route is short and fast, it is easy to attract people's hatred, such as Yongning Temple.

It's better to come from the masses, go to the masses, and accumulate small money into big money... What do you think? "

I understand every word, but when combined, I don't understand it.Master Daoxi said with embarrassment: "So, what should the poor monk do?"

"It's money to start off with...I mean just to get things done."

"However, I will use one hundred cash as medicine money to save people. Tomorrow... after noon today, I will talk to Master about how to do it."

Liu Yishou bowed deeply to Master Daoxi, picked up a hundred copper coins and put them into a cloth bag, then he thanked Master Daoxi and left.

After Liu Yishou left, Dao Xi asked Dao Jing to arrange for someone to pick up money in the lotus pond.The monk was definitely not willing to do this job, so the poor Dao Jing had to fish for copper coins for a day in the lotus pond by himself.

……

In a dilapidated small farm on the outskirts of Luoyang City, Liu Yishou watched helplessly as the medical officer he had hired finished acupuncture for his benefactor, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brother, don't blame me for taking money from you, it's a family rule. This is the way of the world, if I don't charge money for medical consultation, don't talk about other places, just say that there are beggars everywhere inside and outside Luoyang City.

How many people can you save?Remember, you still owe me [-] Wen.The brothers will settle accounts. "

The medical officer put away the medicine box and tidied up his messy hair.

This person's name is Cui Jiong, his face is really similar to Jiong's character, square, and looks like an uncle at a young age.However, this person is really good at acupuncture and moxibustion. It is said that it is a family tradition and ancestral skill.

Wei Guo only has this family and no semicolon.His great-grandfather, Cui Cheng, was once an important official of the Wei State, and his ancestor was Cui Yan, an important official of the Cao Wei State.The authentic scion of aristocratic family opened a medical clinic in Luoyang purely for experience. If he couldn't keep going, he would go to the palace to be an imperial physician, or go to a prefecture or county to be the governor of a place or something.

A typical entrepreneur fails and returns home as a city/senior official!

And the strong man lying on the bed was the benefactor who saved Liu Yishou back then.Well, because he was so handsome, he was going to be taken back as a "book boy" by some of the Yuan family's slaves.

It was this old man who stood up and didn't let those people succeed.However, he was also beaten half to death. In the end, Cui Jiong saw it and interceded, and the matter was settled.

You know, these days, it is very dangerous for a good-looking boy to go out, even the risk factor is no less than that of a young girl.

"Brother Yishou, I don't think you came from a poor family. Even if your family is in decline, you have to stand up. How about I tell the family and introduce you to an official position?"

Cui Jiong asked kindly.

This handsome young man named "Liu Yishou" didn't just keep a hand!At the beginning, this guy used the half-que five-character verse to calm himself down.

The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain, sat deeply and frowned; but seeing the wet tears, she didn't know who she hated.Tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes my heart itch.

There is nothing wrong with such a literary talent as a soy sauce official.Of course, the premise is that he only has this literary talent.

"Thank you, Luoyang is not a place to stay for a long time, I will leave Luoyang after I finish this vote." Liu Yishou waved his hand, rejecting Cui Jiong's kindness.

Cui Jiong left reluctantly, and finally looked at the strong man lying on the bed with pity, as if he wanted to say something, and finally turned into a sigh.

The children of the aristocratic family are not completely brainless, Cui Jiong is investing in contacts.It shouldn't be sad to be useful, it's really sad that you don't even have useful value.

Liu Yishou didn't think Cui Jiong was hypocritical.

"Uncle Liu, please drink water, Xiao Yezi invites you to drink water."

A thin little girl held a broken bowl and boiled water, and handed it to Liu Yishou.The child looked seven or eight years old, his body was very thin and small, only his eyes were big, and he seemed to be able to talk.

Liu Yishou has never seen such pure eyes in his two lifetimes.He took the bowl over, put it on the old table, touched Xiao Ye Zi's head and said, "Look, this world is full of hope, and everything will be fine, right?"

"Cure your father's illness first, and then pass this year's New Year's Eve, hope will come next year, isn't it?"

Little Leaf nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay, starting tomorrow, work with me, support yourself, support your father by yourself, don't be shy. By the way, don't call me uncle, but brother, you know!" Liu Yishou is always full of optimism. mood.

"Got it, brother."

Little Leaf said obediently.

Liu Yishou opened the cloth bag, took out a bag of flour and said, "Go knead the dough, and make cakes today. Now that there are more and more victims, lock the gate in the yard."

Little Leaf continued to nod like a chick pecking at rice.

"Brother, I'm going to meet with you then."

"Well, let's go. I'll go to Shengming Temple and come back later."

……

Arriving at Shengming Temple after noon, Master Daoxi had been waiting for a long time.

Even a little impatient!

When the two met in the meditation room, Master Daoxi asked with concern: "Has the person been rescued?"

"It should be okay."

When Liu Yishou left the small farm, he felt that the benefactor's elder brother looked pretty good and his breathing was steady, so he was probably all right.I have to say, Cui Jiong is really good at medicine.

Master Daoxi nodded slightly, and then looked at Liu Yishou calmly.

"Master, people's livelihood is difficult now, and it is already difficult to count on incense from charity."

Liu Yishou spoke the truth.

"Then what is the best plan for the benefactor?"

"We sell vegetarian dishes!" Liu Yishou said excitedly.

Ha ha!

Master Daoxi curled his lips, originally wanting to ridicule Liu Yishou, but later, because of the profound Buddhist teachings, he resisted the urge to scold his mother.

In today's Luoyang, there are shadows of Buddhism everywhere in basic necessities of life.Not to mention vegetarian dishes, there is a vegetarian dish competition in the palace every year.If you tell the poor monk to sell Vegetarian Vegetables, I will lose your mother!

"The idea of ​​the benefactor is a bit of a joke."

Master Daoxi said calmly.

"Master, it's like this. When Emperor Xuanwu was not enthroned, one day he woke up from a dream and found that the Buddha's light was shining in Luoyang City, dazzling like the scorching sun in the sky. Asked about him, but he couldn't see it.

So Emperor Xuanwu went on a tour in micro-clothes alone. When he came here, he saw an old monk selling vegetarian food with a stove, and the fragrance was wafting. "

"It's just strange that although the food is very delicious, no one buys it. Even if someone passes by, they ignore it. Emperor Xuanwu stepped forward and asked the old monk: Is it possible to taste the fast food, and how much is it?"

"The old monk said: If you eat copper coins during the fasting meal, you don't need to give the money, and you can take the copper coins away. If you don't eat them, you will have to ask for a thousand Wen."

"A mere simple vegetarian meal costs a thousand renminbi, which is no less than a robbery. But Emperor Xuanwu is a prince, so he is naturally not short of this money. He ordered a bowl of vegetarian food, took a bite, and his teeth ached, so he picked it up. At first glance, it is a clear yellow copper coin!"

"He suddenly felt that the vegetarian meal was extremely sweet, and he didn't care about the copper coins. He ate it until his belly rounded. When he came to his senses, he was sitting by a pond. There was no vegetarian food, no old monk, and no stalls. , and nothing else.

But the copper coin he ate was still in his hand. "