Since getting acquainted with Qi Baishi, Yang Jun has added another hobby besides painting, which is seal making.I made a few carving knives, and according to Qi Baishi's teaching, I picked up some soft Chu stones from the river, polished them and carved characters, carved them and polished them again, and explored by myself over and over again.He was originally a very intelligent person, he could learn everything as soon as he learned it, and when his elder brother came back from the capital, Yang Jun had already carved it well.Yang Du liked it very much when he saw it, and praised his younger brother for being smart.Yang Jun was very happy to hear that, and carefully carved several seals for his brother.Yang Du's calligraphy is very good, and people often ask him to write inscriptions, and the seal carved by his younger brother just came in handy.
In the evening, Yang Du reread "The Secret History of the Great Zhou" under the lamp.On the other side, Yang Jun is carving stones one by one.Zhang Dengshou came in and said to Yang Jun: "Chongzi, Qi Baishi and Jichan came to Dongzhou together, and they are talking in Jichan's monk's house. He said he would come to see you."
There is no monk's house in Dongzhou Academy, because Jichan presided over the Daluohan Temple this year and often came to Dongzhou. Wang Kaiyun specially prepared a small house for him to use alone, so the academy jokingly called this house a monk. Abandon.When Yang Jun heard that Qi Baishi had come, he was very happy. In the past two months, he had carved more than a hundred stones, and the bamboo basket was full. He really wanted to invite Qi Baishi to have a look.Yang Du heard his younger brother talk about Carpenter Qi's experience, especially his excellent painting skills, and he wanted to see it.He had also heard the name of Bazhitutuo, but he only knew that he was a monk who loved to write poetry, but he had never met him.So the two brothers got up together and went to the monk's house to visit Qi Baishi and Bazhitoutuo.Zhang Dengshou also went with them.
As soon as he entered the room, Yang Du saw two people talking in Xiangtan dialect under the oil lamp.Blacksmith Zhang yelled: "Yang Xizi has come to see you!"
The two stood up hastily.The blacksmith pointed to the monk and introduced to Yang Du: "This is Master Jichan."
The monk clasped his hands together, bent down, and said in an astonishingly loud voice, "The poor monk has long admired Mr. Xizi's name!"
Yang Du looked at him in surprise, and saw that the monk was taller than half of his head, with thick brows and big eyes, a wide face and long ears, a thick beard hanging down to his chest, broad shoulders and round waist, powerful and powerful.He was secretly surprised, and thought: If it weren't for the nine eye-catching Ai Zhi scars on the top of Guangguang's head, the person standing in front of him is clearly a hero of the rivers and lakes, a master of martial arts!So he hurriedly replied: "Master Yang Dusu admires the high reputation of the master. It is a great honor to see the Buddha's face today."
The blacksmith pointed to the carpenter and said, "This is Mr. Baishi."
Qi Baishi hurriedly smoothed out the wrinkled gown, stood up with his hands down respectfully, and said, "Qi Huang, the carpenter, saluted Mr. Xizi." Then he bowed deeply.
Yang Du hurriedly supported him, and said: "Brother She often praises Mr. for painting and seals, and his art is the best in Sanxiang. Tonight, I came to pay a visit."
"Senior Brother Yang, that's a compliment, but I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it!" Qi Baishi shook his head, but he was very happy in his heart.
While speaking, Yang Jun also greeted each other with the monk, then took the carpenter's hand and stood beside him affectionately.After everyone sat down, they chatted.The blacksmith took his leave beforehand.
Yang Du, who is behind the gate, has a bold and unrestrained blood flowing in his elegant appearance. When he saw Ji Chan's majestic appearance for the first time, he liked it from the bottom of his heart and was happy to talk to the monk more.Yang Jun had a lot of experience in stone carving that he wanted to tell Qi Baishi, so the four of them divided into two stalls, and they all talked very speculatively.
Yang Du saw a book on the table with the words "Bai Mei Ji" written on it, so he took it and said: "It is said that the master has recited more than a thousand poems in the past twenty years, which book is this book of poems? "
Jichan smiled and said: "Mr. Xizi was born in a family, and he has read a lot of poems and books. The poems he recites are really poems. The poor monk has a rough belly. The so-called poems are just playing folk songs."
Yang Du said: "Master, you are being polite. Poetry expresses one's ambitions and expresses one's true temperament. It is a good poem. Most of the three hundred poems are folk songs and love songs at that time."
Jichan smiled knowingly, and said: "Mr. Xizi, you really understand poetry. To tell you the truth, this "Baimei Ji" is the third book. The first poetry anthology is called "Chewing Plum Collection". There are more than 300 poems written during Wuyue’s travels. The second collection of poems is called "Fan Xia Ji", which collects more than 500 poems written before arriving at the Great Arhat Temple after wandering back. The poems I have collected together, there are more than three hundred poems."
Yang Du praised: "It's really not easy. None of the famous poet monks of the previous generation can compare with the master."
Jichan laughed and said, "What's the use of having too much, too little of the good!"
Yang Du said: "Where, where!" As he spoke, he opened "Baimei Collection" and saw "Five Poems of Baimei" written on the first page.Look at the characters again, but they are not eye-catching, crooked and out of shape, big and small, unevenly matched, and some are wrongly written in white, and there are corrected characters next to them. The handwriting is correct, obviously it is someone else's handwriting.Yang Du thought: Can such characters make good poems?It is not easy for a monk to be able to recite poems. Does the world exalt him because of this?Let's take a look!Then watch the first one first:
Yang Du was taken aback.This poem is really well written, especially the two lines "The solitary smoke is light and the evening is coming, and the light of the moon is still shining" is wonderfully written.So suddenly interested, I read it in one breath:
After Yang Du finished reading, he sighed in his heart: "A monk can write plum blossoms so vividly, he is truly talented." So he said to Jichan passionately: "Master, there are hundreds of poets who chanted plum blossoms in ancient times. Layman Lin Hejing's plum poems are the most elegant, but Master Hejing's five white plum poems are higher than Layman Hejing's."
Jichan said again and again: "Mr. Xizi is too much for the prize. The poor monk tried his best to catch up, but he still can't follow in the footsteps of Layman Hejing!"
Yang Du said: "If the master doesn't dislike it, how about Wansheng try to comment?"
Jichan said: "Mr. Xizi is a great talent, and I am going to listen to you to correct the mistakes of the poor monk."
Yang Du pointed to the poem and said: "These two sentences, 'There is a little snow in the mind, and there is no spring outside the flowers', can be said to express the god of plum. Highlight the bones of the plum. These two sentences, "The solitary smoke is light, the evening will be light, and the moonlight will still be bright." The theory of plum blossoms is revealed. And the poem "Spring in the World is Like the Sea" is the crown of all poems, and it cannot be excerpted in one sentence. Up to this point, it is really unique in singing plum blossoms."
Jichan was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Mr. Xizi, your comment really adds luster to the poor monk's poems."
Yang Du said: ""Bai Mei Ji" seems to be named for this reason, as for "Fan Xia Ji", there must be another reason."
Jichan was very happy, and he couldn't help saying proudly: "In the tenth year of Guangxu, I visited Xuedou Temple in Fenghua three times. After returning to Tiantong Temple, I visited Linglong Rock with Japanese monk Oka Qianren. In August of this year, I traveled from Siming Mountain Back in Changsha, I lived in Lushan Temple for a while, and later built Yanxia Peak in Nanyue Mountain. I love the tranquility of water and stones in Yanxia Peak, and the green bamboo and trees. , smelling the fragrance of flowers after the rain. The sound of the stream clears the pillows and mats, and the cassocks are wet with clouds. The skip grows under the pine, and the morning meal is Bixia. This last sentence, "Chaochao meal Bixia" is very praised by my friends. So I took it and made it. The name of the second book of poetry."
Yang Du was amused and said, "What about "Chewing Plum Collection"?"
Ji Chan replied: "That is the portrayal of my traveling in Wuyue. I think back then, as a poor wandering monk, how hard it was. One ladle and one drink, climbing mountains and wading, drinking clear springs when thirsty, chewing plum blossoms when hungry, Chanting poems while chewing, this is Chewing Plums."
Yang Du laughed loudly, Fan Xia was chewing plums, the monk in front of him was a person with extremely noble aspirations.He continued to read with great interest, and his eyes stopped on a poem.The title of that poem is "Nine Days Sending to Tiantong Qiulin and Laosu", which is a seven-character quatrain: the city is full of wind and rain, and it is the time when the chrysanthemums are released on Chongyang.I envy my teacher from a distance, a red leaf is good for writing poems.
Yang Du teased, as if he was holding on to something, "Master, the heart is so serious, how did he survive these decades?"
Ji Chan asked in surprise, "What did you say?"
Yang Du pointed to the poem and said: "A red leaf is good for writing poems. It seems that the master is very envious of Lu Wo's love affair!"
After finishing speaking, he looked straight at the monk and smiled.
Jichan said frankly: "To be honest with Mr. Xizi, this is the reason why the poor monk has too few books in his stomach. At that time, he accidentally wrote a poem by Hongye, and he was quite happy in his heart. He thought he was blessed by God, but who knew that It tells the romantic story of the red leaves inscribing poems in the Tang Dynasty."
Yang Du laughed and said, "It would be even more interesting if it was a coincidence."
Jichan said, "You will understand after reading it."
Yang Du turned to another page, and saw that it was written: "On the ninth day of Xin Chou, I sent it to Duke Qiu. There was a sentence'a red leaf is good for writing poems'. At that time, I didn't know there was a story about a court lady. Absolute answer: Zen mind does not interfere with the red leaves, why does the ancient mirror illuminate Cui'e. It is wonderful to sing in dangerous places, and send the voice of the old Toutuo in the cave."
Yang Du smiled and said: "What a good story in the poetry world, and a good story in Buddhism. Master, how about I give you a poem for this matter?"
Ji Chan stretched out his left hand, opened his palm, and made a salute.Qi Baishi and Yang Jun on the other side stopped talking and listened attentively when they heard that poetry was about to be recited here.Yang Du thought about it for a while, and said: "The mind of Zen may not be true. It is only when you understand the West Chamber that you will be fascinated. In the future, you will collect the king and enter the poem, and the topic of redness will be renewed."
After singing, he laughed, and Yang Jun and Qi Baishi also laughed.Instead of being angry, the monk said: "Amitabha, Mr. Xizi thinks so highly of me, I can't do without a song."
He kept counting the rosary beads on his chest with one hand, half-closed his eyes, and muttered something. In less than a bag of cigarettes, he also recited a poem:
Yang Du applauded and praised: "Good poem, this is the portrayal of true nature and spirit, this good story must be passed down."
Yang Jun fiddled with paper and pen, and said, "I'll remember it for you, so that the mage won't admit it in the future!"
Qi Baishi, who has always been honest, also showed his true nature, and said cheerfully: "Chongzi, after you finish writing, I will make a deposit next to you as a witness, and I will also engrave a stamp on it. What should I engrave for this stamp?"
Qi Baishi was still thinking, but Yang Du answered first: "Just engrave 'Today's Monk with a Poetry on the Red Leaf'."
Ji Chan said: "It's better to engrave a 'Lao Na boring title red leaves'!"
"Wonderful!" Everyone applauded and laughed happily.
After laughing for a while, Yang Jun and Qi Baishi got together again to talk about their gold and stone seal carving.But Jichan said to Yang Du: "I came to Hengyang this time to bid farewell to the monks of the Great Arhat Temple."
Yang Du asked: "Master is going to travel again?"
"It's not traveling in the clouds, but going to another place."
"Which treasure temple?"
Jichan said with a solemn expression: "The abbot of Miyin Temple in Weishan, Elder Jue Huan, is eighty-seven years old. A few years ago, he asked me to go there to pick up his feet. I thought I could not replace him, so I declined many times. Not long ago, he wrote to me to hurry, saying that he was ill and would pass away soon. He had a lot of experience in the study of Weiyang sect. , tell me before you go to Xitian. This time I won’t let me go, I want to talk about the study of the Weiyang Sect face to face with Elder Huanhua, and try to record it, so that it won’t be lost.”
"Are you going to be the abbot?" Yang Du asked.
"Yes." The monk nodded.
"How long is the abbot's term?"
"There are four years, and there are five years. I don't have to hold the full term. I will pass it on to him when I meet the right person. I have a restless personality. If I stay in one place for a long time, I will get bored easily." Ji Chan After a short pause, he looked at Yang Du and said, "Mr. Xizi, we talked so speculatively when we first met tonight. I think it's fate. If you don't mind, I would like to ask you to do me a favor. I wonder if you would like to unwilling."
Yang Du is the most helpful person, and immediately agreed readily: "Okay, as long as I can do it, I can do anything."
"Okay!" The monk raised his palm again, thanking Yang Du, "What the poor monk said just now is to record the research results of Elder Jue Huan's Weiyang sect, and preserve a precious legacy for Buddhism. But the poor The young monk is out of school and his writing skills are poor, but he can play folk songs. It is very difficult to write a pen for writing. Mr. Xizi must have seen it from the handwriting of "Bai Mei Ji". I am not afraid of making fun of Mr. , the poor monk’s handwriting can only be written like this. How can this kind of handwriting record the dictation of the elder Jue Huan? How about staying for ten days and a half, and writing down what Elder Jue Huan said?"
"Okay!" Yang Du agreed without thinking.
"Amitabha, the merit is immeasurable, the merit is immeasurable!" The monk was very grateful. He stood up while talking, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to Yang Du. "On behalf of Master Juan Huan and all the monks of Miyin Temple, I thank you."
Yang Du hurriedly stood up, supported the monk and said, "Master, you don't have to be so polite. When is the departure date?"
"I will go to the Great Arhat Temple tomorrow, and I will cook in the Arhat Temple for three days." Jichan pinched his fingers and said, "Come to Dongzhou on the 10th day, talk to Mr. Wang about the next Bihu Poetry Club on the 11th, and go to the anthers on the 12th. Si, let’s set off early on the 13th, okay?”
"Yes." Yang Du said happily, "I will set aside a month to take a trip to Buddhism with the master!"Press "Left Key ←" to return to the previous chapter; Press "Right Key →" to enter the next chapter; Press "Space Bar" to scroll down.