The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

Yingying is not the only one who has the same question in Pujiu Temple. This is Monk Facong.

Fa Cong hurriedly walked out of the Zen room and went to the mountain gate to greet the scholar. When he passed the Buddhist hall, he couldn't help but feel a drum in his heart. In the past, there was an endless stream of faithful men and women who came to offer incense and worship the Buddha, and the incense was very strong. But today, for some unknown reason, no one came. The whole temple was deserted and depressed, which was quite disappointing for this wonderful spring.

Fa Cong frowned and walked out of the mountain gate, pondering as he walked, why?

When I reached the mountain gate, I looked out, and saw a bright spring scenery, warm sunshine, and a scholar in the distance, waving a folding fan, muttering something in his mouth, and walking slowly towards here.

As soon as Fa Cong saw the scholar, he immediately agreed with the information he had received today. Sure enough, it was this person. Suddenly, all the doubts in his chest were cleared. At the same time, he could not help but sweat dripping down his face, and he felt panic in his heart.

Obviously, this scholar is by no means an idle person. Fortunately, he understood the current situation this time. Otherwise, from now on, let alone pilgrims burning incense and worshiping Buddha, whether monks like us can eat fast and recite Buddha's name in peace will also be a matter of time.

The scholar who had this question was the one who wandered around the city, but couldn't find any place open to welcome guests. Feeling discouraged, he decided to go out of the city to the Pujiu Temple recommended by everyone! It’s just that what I heard before was about worshiping Buddha during Ramadan. How come there is no one on the way to Pujiu Temple? On the contrary, it was the officers and soldiers who came and went. They saw me from a distance, but they quickly avoided them.

Oddly enough, are there any robbers on this road?

Thinking of this, the scholar couldn't help but quicken his pace. He just wanted to take a quick walk around the Pujiu Temple and then went back to the Zhuangyuan Store to eat.

However, along the way, the spring scenery is very beautiful. The river has nine twists and turns, and both sides of the river look like spring. The snow-white waves gently lapped at the river bank, reflecting the white clouds in the blue sky. There is a long pontoon bridge on the river, like a dragon sleeping on the river. The upstream and downstream directions run north and south, connecting the important thoroughfares of Fucheng in the middle of the river. This great river flows like the Milky Way from the sky into the mortal world. The river is busy with shipping, reaching the ocean thousands of miles away. Even the countless famous flowers in Luoyang and the vast hectares of fertile fields in Shangqiu depend on this river for nourishment and watering, and are carried by boats to distant places.

Since I was studying hard in the snow window, I had a natural article in my mind, so I couldn't help but recite it as I walked: "The jade comb is detached from the fragrant glue, and the tortoiseshell kite is blown by the wind in the sun."

Pujiu Temple was not far away. After a short walk, I arrived at the mountain gate. I saw a master standing in front of the gate. He looked at me with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but cup his hands and said: "This master invites you. Xiaosheng is passing by here." , I heard that the pagoda is elegant and quiet, so I came here to pay my respects. May I ask if the elder is there?"

That master was none other than Monk Facong. Fa Cong smiled and put his hands together and saluted: "What's your name, donor? Where did this come from? And where are you going?" This was to confirm whether this scholar was the person he was looking for.

The scholar returned the courtesy and said, "My surname is Zhang. I am passing through this place from Xiluo and want to go to the capital to take the exam."

"That's exactly who he is!" Upon hearing this, Fa Cong's eyes shone. He quickly stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and said diligently: "It turns out to be Zhang Sheng, please come in quickly. The poor monk's Buddhist name is Fa Cong, and today he is the elder teacher. I went out to eat fast and haven’t returned to the temple for a while. Why not go to the abbot for tea first and try the Zen tea we have here.”

The scholar snorted in his heart and thought: "How good is the plain tea in your ruined temple? Is it as good as the flower wine in Qinlou of Chuguan?" But there was a look of sincerity on his face as he said : "Master, you're welcome! If the elder is not here, it won't be inconvenient to disturb you. I can just ask the master for guidance and pay my respects to the treasure temple."

"What a big arrogance, you scholar, what do you really think of yourself, do you want me to accompany you in person?" Fa Cong was angry and thought: "If you are not powerful and powerful, you, a poor scholar, still want me to come?" Serve?"

But with a smile on his face, he said: "Okay, okay, that's how it should be! Please come with me!" After saying that, he turned around and walked into the temple, thinking as he walked, I wonder how the novices are doing? "

At this time, in the west wing, the novice climbed up to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's roof and inspected it carefully, but his eyes looked towards the mountain gate from time to time. When he saw the scholar walking from a distance and chatting with senior brother Facong in front of the mountain gate, he was led into the temple by senior brother Facong. Seeing that he did not go to the abbot to drink tea, but went straight to the Buddhist temple, he quickly climbed down, clasped his hands to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo and said: "Madam, this house is safe, wait for me to go to his house to check."

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo nodded and said: "Thank you for your hard work, little master!" She asked loudly to Yingying's room: "Matchmaker! Let's go and relax with Yingying now!"

Yingying here no longer thinks about why Pujiu Temple is so clean today. She just thinks that this way, she can fulfill her idle spring wishes, and she has already pulled the matchmaker to leave. Hearing her mother's call, she pinched the inside of the matchmaker's arm and pushed the matchmaker. The matchmaker immediately shouted: "Yes, madam!"

The two held hands and walked out happily, wandering around the Bell Tower, Luohan Hall, Xiangji Kitchen and other places. They were like birds flying out of their cages. They felt that the world was so vast, and they couldn't help but feel happy and giggle from time to time.

The novice climbed up to the beam of Yingying's roof and gently extinguished a stick of incense that glowed slightly red. Such incense can be found in the bell tower, the Arhat Hall, and the Xiangji Kitchen. The time is just set to extinguish it. Until the end, only the incense in the Buddhist temple still retains a wisp of fragrance, lingering in it. Being in this Buddhist temple is breathtaking.

At this time, in the Buddhist hall, the scholar followed Fa Cong and entered through the door of the hall. He felt that the Buddha statue was solemn, solemn and quiet. The Buddha statue was covered with gold and inlaid with jade. It was exquisitely shaped and solemn. He couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence. . On the incense table in front of the Buddha statue, several sticks of incense were lit, and the green smoke, accompanied by the refreshing fragrance, filled the Buddhist hall.

The scholar took a breath and felt indescribably comfortable. If he wanted to take a few more breaths, he knew it was inappropriate. He secretly lowered his head to avoid Fa Cong noticing, pretended to worship, and took the opportunity to take a deep breath. After taking this breath, I suddenly felt warm all over my body, my heart was beating loudly, my mouth felt dry, and my face felt hot.

Fa Cong stood by and did not dare to breathe. Seeing that the scholar was involuntarily taking a big breath, he said softly: "Donor, please move to the Dharma Hall to have a look."

The scholar was still intoxicated in the fragrance and seemed not to hear. When Fa Cong raised his voice and spoke again, he suddenly woke up and said: "Okay, okay!" Then he reluctantly walked out of the Buddhist hall.

Fa Cong stepped out of the Buddhist hall, exhaled the stale breath he had been holding back, and took a breath of the air outside the hall. Just as he was about to lead the way, the scholar seemed to know the way in the temple and went straight to the Dharma Hall. The pace was brisk and fast, but Fa Cong couldn't keep up for a moment, so he quickly quickened his pace and caught up behind the scholar. The scholar suddenly stopped and Fa Cong couldn't stop his feet and almost bumped into him.

Fa Cong quickly took a step forward and squeezed to the scholar's side. Just as he was about to introduce him to the scholar, the scholar sniffed, opened his eyes wide, and said excitedly: "Master, this must be the Dharma Hall!"