Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Emperor De Jia still felt quite bitter when he said it.Even if he desires power, abolishes the crown prince, and fights with heirs and courtiers, it's not for...for the joy and funeral, he just wants to have a natural birth, old age, sickness and death.

As for the way of cultivating immortality and longevity that the emperor often loved, he really didn't want to do it, and he didn't even think about it.After all, although he succeeded to the throne at a young age, he still firmly remembers how his father, his father, the founder of this dynasty, and his grandfather were forced to walk the road of the king with a sword from a beggar.Whether it is Buddha or Dao, it is just a tool for him to rule the people.

"Don't interrupt you two uncles and nephews, let the master talk about the immortal uncle." Emperor Dejia rubbed the teacup, his face somber.

Jia She hurriedly nodded like a chicken pounding rice, and shouted obediently, "Yes."

Jia Zhen was watched by her father and uncle, and she silently closed her mouth, but her eyes were still bright with curiosity, and she looked straight at Master Yanhui.

Master Yanhui smiled kindly at him, and explained the whole thing from beginning to end in detail.

"According to the records in the manuscripts of past dynasties, about 800 years ago, around the height of the Tang Dynasty, it was the end of the Dharma era for practitioners. The spiritual power was thin and unable to practice, and even those with spiritual talent were becoming rarer and rarer. 200 Years ago, Wu Xin, the grand master of the poor monk, took in a disciple who was named Xuanxiang according to the ranking method, and his talent was outstanding..."

Jia Amnesty refrained from looking up at the sun, and refrained from making complaints about the legendary world created by the six sages—does it need to be so realistic?With the coming of the Dharma-ending era, can you give comfort to everyone in this world?

Tan Li glanced at Jia She expressionlessly, and quietly listened to what Master Yanhui said.

To their onlookers, this matter is really a cliché.Relying on his talent and proficiency in Buddhism, Xuanxiang read all the ancient books of the temple, then sneaked to the Pagoda of Repaying Grace, which was only accessible by the abbots of the past generations, read the manuscripts, and learned that there is still practice in this world.Even if he was discovered, but relying on the love of his master and senior brother, after being punished, he began to practice.

However, Guoqing Temple was in decline at that time and could not provide heaven, material and earth treasures for people to practice.And at that time, according to the rules established by the presiding officer of the mountain, the monks in the temple must enter the world to do good deeds and save the world.Xuanxiang was obsessed with cultivation and was not happy about it. Later, he had a demon, so he stole the nine-ringed tin rod of the wise master in the Repaying Entity Pagoda.

"Master, isn't this the staff of Tang Seng in Journey to the West?" Jia Zhen couldn't help but said, "I have read Journey to the West many times."

Master Yanhui smiled.

"Haven't you heard of the same style as a celebrity?" Jia She looked at the awkward and polite smile, pulled Rajazhen's sleeve, and whispered to someone, for example: "It's like my father, your uncle, he taught you how to ride a horse, secretly He rubbed his favorite riding uniform for you to wear, and smacked hard. And do you admire your uncle? Do you like wearing the same clothes as him and learning his movements?"

After finishing speaking, Jia Amnesty obviously felt that the emperor's complexion softened a little, and he whistled triumphantly - when he went to pay homage, Jia Zhen wore a red cavalry uniform.

It's not easy for him as an uncle's agent to keep Jia Zhen's personality all the time.

Jia Zhen nodded emphatically, "I like it."

"Then you don't allow Master to have someone you admire and pursue, and make a staff of the same style?"

Jia Zhen nodded, then shook her head again, and sincerely apologized to Master Yanhui: "Master, I'm sorry."

Master Yanhui looked at the two quietly and smiled silently.

Seeing this, Emperor Dejia looked at Jia Jing with pity, and took a sip of tea comfortably.

"..." Jia Jing took a deep breath and paused every word, "Master, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, Jia Jing gritted his teeth and looked at his nephew and uncle, lowering his voice: "This is Master Xuanzang's staff. .Of course, it has nothing to do with the storybook of Journey to the West, you have nothing to do to read more history."

Hearing the words, Jia She felt as if struck by lightning, his mind went blank, he was silent for a while, and apologized to Master Yanhui with his head raised.

"It's okay." Master Yanhui smiled, then sighed, and continued, "After being found out, Grand Master abolished his cultivation base and expelled him from the sect. He endured it for several years, and then changed his name to Zhang. Gui, worship Zhengdao. At that time, Emperor Sejong was fond of alchemy. He practiced both pills and talismans, and soon won the trust of the emperor's favorite Taoist Zhong Wendao, and became his first student. He began to show respect to dignitaries and nobles. .”

"Although Daoist Zhong Wen has been favored for more than ten years and is an extremely human minister, he has not done anything inconsistent with his practice. He is quite prestigious. Before he died of illness, he asked several other Taoist priests. Everyone looked at him and protected him a little bit. At that time, they all agreed, but unexpectedly..."

"I also know about this matter." Emperor De Jia's face sank, "Zhang Gui's skill in drawing talismans is known as a masterpiece, and he is known as the master of the talisman school. It is said that a single talisman can withstand [-] elite soldiers. As the dynasty gradually became corrupt, it relied on this talisman to resist foreign enemies, and there was no such thing as mobilizing Yin soldiers. However, one day, the Taoist priest disappeared from the mansion suddenly. The official history and the unofficial history have different opinions on this, but they all mentioned a thunder. There won’t be any lightning calamity, right?”

"Returning to the emperor, yes. At that time, he hadn't exposed his conspiracy. Although we are Buddhists, we also saw that people are the proud sons of heaven, so we went to protect him together." Master Yanhui said, his expression suddenly changed , with an angry look, "Whether you practice or not, I will talk about cause and effect. But he used to tell fortunes for dignitaries and spy on the secrets of heaven, but he didn't touch cause and effect. I thought it was because of his superb skills and his golden glow of merit. Unexpectedly, he did not know where he learned crooked ways, and actually transferred the cause and effect to others, and even the fate of the country. When the thunder calamity arrived, no matter how well it was concealed, the clues were revealed. Tianwei, let him be hacked to death."

Master Yanhui said, with obvious hatred: "But unexpectedly, the other party faked his death and refined a substitute. 35 years ago, he entered the Repaying Grace Pagoda and wanted to steal the relics, so the poor monk master passed away."

"That is to say, it is very likely that he did evil this time?" Jia Amnesty gritted his teeth.

"Can hurt him during crane cloud divination," Master Yanhui said solemnly, "he also refines a fierce ghost, stealing dragons, turning phoenixes and plums instead of peaches, he should be the only one with such a superb replacement technique."

"How old is he?" Jia Zhen glanced at Jia She, who was speaking, and then at Master Yan Hui who seemed to have finished speaking, and couldn't help it anymore, she wrung her fingers, curious: "35 years ago, Sejong once again..."

"230." Master Yan Hui said, gnashing his teeth, "How many outrageous things have been done, and how much luck has been stolen."

Tan Li, who had been silent all this time, silently cast a spell and turned the sandalwood bead in Jia She's hand.

Jia Amnesty, listening to the whispered magnetic words in his ear, couldn't help his heart skip a beat, took a deep breath, and showed off his acting skills in minutes.

With a look of fear, curiosity, and determination to go all out, Jia Amnesty asked worriedly: "Master, my Jia family's luck has not been stolen, right? I had a dream before."

As soon as these words came out, there was a deathly silence in the room, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Master Yanhui.

After Master Yanhui put his palms together, he said with a heavy heart: "The poor monk is not good at learning. If it was before, the poor monk would still be able to say no. But now, if it really makes a comeback to cover up the secrets of heaven, the poor monk can't tell if it will be in the future. In the present world, the disciples of the non-Xuanmen step into the way of practice. Because things happened suddenly, most of them brought outstanding disciples to help and learn. As a result, most of them died because of this. Those who did not fall, also died after dealing with Zhang Gui’s matter. Retreat and penance."

"Old monk, how can you destroy your ambition and increase the prestige of others?!" Jia Zhen yelled first when she heard this, "Don't tell the others, but my uncle! He can fight ghosts, and I, Uncle Tan, You can fly! Otherwise, you..."

After a pause, Jia Zhen had a righteous face, and said sonorously, "Otherwise, look at my father's qualifications. He is a fast learner. I will still do this kind of critical question for a whole week. Rent my father to For a few years, I won't urge him to become a cabinet old man."

"Anyway, I have the emperor's godfather." After Jia Zhen finished speaking, she smiled at Emperor De Jia.

Emperor Dejia just wanted to get angry because of Zhang Gui's matter, and looking at Jia Zhen's wet and flattering eyes, he suddenly felt that his anger was not worth it.

"As the saying goes, the height of the devil is one foot, and the height of the Tao is one foot." Emperor Dejia put the teacup on the coffee table, with a solemn expression, and said solemnly: "Master Yanhui, Zhen'er's words are right. In this world, there will not be only He is blessed by nature alone. Not to mention, looking at that ghost, whining like a little chicken now, doesn't it mean that he has been cleaned up? As long as the heart is good, the villain will be punished one day. "

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I, Jia She, must be obliged to catch that ghost and let's use a dog's head to kill him." Jia She patted his chest, and then pulled Tan Li, "Master, even Zhen'er understands the truth. Don't worry. There have been hermits and masters in China since ancient times. Look at Tan Li and his master, urging people to go down the mountain to take the imperial examination. Maybe it's someone who counted this calamity before."

Tan Li was determined: "Master, I can still make this promise. Whenever I encounter it, I am confident that I can kill him with a sword."

"I think..." Jia Jing didn't want to see his bear cubs and his party, so he took a deep breath, "Master is afraid that his tricks will be shady, and he will pin the cause and effect on others, so he will use a trick to escape the shell."

"Furthermore, your majesty, my ministers are bold, the orthodox Taoism cannot spy on the fate of the emperor and the princes. But if he uses this to put the cause and effect on the princes, the consequences may be disastrous."

Upon hearing the words, Master Yanhui wished to shake Jia Jing's hand.bosom friend!

Seeing Yan Hui's slightly relieved expression, Emperor De Jia jumped up and smashed the tea cups to the ground, "I want to see how much this shit weighs."

"Your Majesty, calm down." The others knelt and shouted hastily. Although Master Yanhui didn't need to kneel to the Lord as a monk, he couldn't help but bend down. Asking Master Jia to collect the relics, in addition to attracting people, is also to see if the relics can be compatible with Master Jia, and wants to use it as a guardian for Master Jia. It is said that it is difficult for Master Jia She to draw talismans to get enlightened. Solve this difficulty. At that time, if the talismans fight, we will have a chance to win against him."

Hearing this, Jia Amnesty was the most dazed and confused. He subconsciously remembered the usual stalks in cultivation novels, and was afraid: "Big... Master, what did you say? You won't let me swallow the relics alive, right? Then wash the essence and cut the marrow, and then cultivate No?"

Tan Li didn't care about etiquette either, so he said, "Jia Amnesty just got started for a short time, and he had distracting thoughts, so he didn't study hard. If he studies hard, in time, he can be called the No. 1 symbol. You don't need to use external force."

Jia Jing also persuaded, "This... this relic is the treasure of your temple, and it was transformed by the wise master of Zhongxing Guijiao. Master Yanhui, I also know that you are merciful, but it must not be like this."

"That's right," Jia Zhen was the most annoyed, "and he will never become a monk!"

"Yanhui, don't be obsessed with Zhang Gui's matter. Buddhism and Taoism are all involved." Hearing the persuasion, Emperor Dejia was too shocked by Jia She's voice of "swallowing" and couldn't help it. Opened his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Because of the lotus pond incident earlier, I also sent people to invite the descendants of the Dragon and Tiger, Maoshan, and Gezao sects." Taoists are more proficient in the Fengshui Bureau.

"When the time comes, when everyone gathers firewood, the flames will be high, and there must be a solution."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you all." Upon hearing the words, Master Yanhui smiled with a gentle smile on his face, and explained: "Everyone misunderstood, how dare the poor monk let Master Jia swallow the relics. The relics brought the merit and compassion of the wise master And wisdom, the poor monk wants to lend it to Jia benefactor for a few years to act as his amulet. If it is really Zhang Gui, when he knows Jia benefactor's talent, he will cast some dirty spells to take away his talent. And accompanied by relics, Jia If the benefactor meditates and asks the spirit to draw amulets, it may be able to get twice the result with half the effort."

"So, you..." Jia She glanced at Master Yanhui, squinted his eyes, and said suspiciously: "Master, we also know each other very well, are you sure you won't ask me to donate the golden body afterwards? It's a loan, it's a rent, It’s a gift, what should I do if it’s damaged, I need my brothers to make it clear. I’m very poor now.”

"Donate, just donate. Uncle, is this a good thing? Improving your strength is the most important thing." Jia Zhen was extremely decisive, "Give the relic to my uncle, and I will give you money."

"Old monk, don't look at my father, I'm the Marquis of Zhongxing now, my godfather gave me a change of mouth fee, and then the Chinese New Year will come soon, my brother and brother-in-law's family will pay New Year's greetings, and there are so many little godmothers, It must be enough. I have donated so many times, there are countless."

Never thought that Jia Zhen would have a day of smoothing wool!

The corner of Dejiadi's mouth twitched.For a while, I realized that I didn't know what to say.

"We'll wait for the relic matter. Is there any way for that gagged female ghost to regain her sanity?" De Jiadi thought about it and found that changing the subject was the safest thing to do.

"Yes." Jia Amnesty stretched out his hand, "You can try drawing symbols."

"Draw it. What do you need to prepare?"

"No need." Jia She has a plan in mind, "Master Tan said that using the blood void to draw the talisman is the most effective."

After finishing speaking, Jia She lowered his head and took a bite.

Immediately, a shrill scream broke through the sky.

"Oh..." Jia Zhen looked at his uncle in disbelief, her eyes were red, "Uncle, why did you bite me?"

"Family, you have the best luck. The adopted son of the emperor, you are blessed with dragon energy." Jia She raised his middle fingers, pointing to the slight scars, and said, "Besides, my left middle finger was cut off the day before yesterday. I gnawed it, I gnawed this one today, look, there are bloodshots still faintly. Of course I can only bite you. I dare not bite your father. Don’t cry, squeeze out more blood. Go back and drink duck blood vermicelli to make up Just make it up."

Jia Zhen: "...Oh."

Jia Zhen responded aggrievedly, but when Jia Amnesty used her finger as a brush to draw, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, curious: "Uncle, what the hell did you draw?"

"Can you talk? This is called..." It cannot be said that what he drew is a camera of later generations. Jia She plausibly said, "It's called Tianyan, just like the Erlang God Yang Jian. Ninja click, I will squeeze out blood to write a spell."

Jia Zhen closed her eyes and nodded.

"Looking back to the past." Jia Amnesty took the middle finger of Jia Zhen's right hand and pointed it between the female ghost's eyebrows, "Concentrate carefully, recall the past, and by the way, give me a backhanded slap."

"Three slaps!" Jia Zhen didn't care about the pain, and was dissatisfied, "Uncle, you have to slap her hard and kick her butt."

"Too much talk, let's squeeze out a little more."

Jia Zhen was extremely heroic, and nodded, "Squeeze, give the black hand a thousand cuts!"

"it is good!"

Jia Jing: "..."

Emperor Dejia turned his head and asked Master Yanhui, "This... this kind of casual, do you want to find another talented one. The relics of the ancestors should be carefully selected."

Master Yanhui was in a trance, "Poor...poor monk...poor monk finally understands the concept of talent."

Ignoring Master Yanhui who opened the new world view of Taoism, Tan Li felt that his three views were also shattered.He... He watched Jia Zhen's blood talisman complete, and a little golden dragon flew out.

Jia Zhen is even less scientific than Jia Amnesty?

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Zhang Gui: "I was obviously the most capable, but I ended up being a rookie who was abused in Xinshou Village."

Jia Amnesty had an innocent face: "I'm just a rookie."