Chapter 28 Chapter 28

Pilu Courtyard is located in the west of Mochou Lake. It is shaped like a turtle with a curved back like a long snake. The surrounding hills rise abruptly, connecting the Yangtze River in the north and south, and facing Stone City in the west.Looking east from the top of the hill, you can see the mirror-like Mochou Lake Pavilion leaning against each other, and you can have a panoramic view of the winding Qinhuai River for ten miles.The Yangtze River rushes southeast from the western half-ring monastery, and you can still see swallows half protruding in the river as far as you can see.Looking to the north, Jiming Temple faces each other far away, as if standing in the misty Xuanwu Lake.Huju Pass and Qingliang Mountain can also be seen from here.The most famous Jinling resort.Just because Emperor Kangxi visited the south of the Yangtze River at the beginning of the year and built a palace by the Mochou Lake under Pilu Courtyard. The rebellious minister Ge Li conspired with the false third prince Zhu, and set up red cannons on the mountain to bombard the palace.After the incident, Nian Gengyao set fire to the thousand-year-old Zen forest and almost turned it into a wasteland, and the incense naturally fell.

Qianlong and his party rushed to the front of the temple gate. It was just dark, and the lights around Shengqi Building on the east bank of Mochou Lake were already dimmed. The fishing boats on Mochou Lake had already collected their nets and returned to the boat, only a few fishes were still in the vast expanse of white water. Cruising in the middle, the playing and singing of kabuki came from time to time: It’s good to go to the pavilion on the autumn wind lake...Chu’s waist twitches the palm of the hand... Half awake and half drunk for three days, two nights and two flying for a lifetime... I don’t know if the gold is falling in my arms, and there are... falling hairpins beside my pillow.I feel... tears dripping from the Xiangjiang River, I can't paint on the painted screen...

Qianlong walked and stopped in the dark willow forest road, listened to the sound and distinguished words, and said to Ji Yun who was next to him: "I still felt a little hot at first, but a Qing song sent the autumn wind until my heart was cool... Xiaolan, with such a beautiful night, you should be able to write poems, why are you so silent?" "Master, why did you forget that this slave is called Nian Fengqing—'Xiaolan' has a poor reputation among the people, so it's useless!" Ji Yun lowered his voice and said, "This is a difficult job for a slave, please be sympathetic to me. ——At this time, when the wind blows, the lotus in the pond is full of enemy shadows, the moon is dark, and the stone city is salty and hidden; the fireflies pass through the empty mountains, and the water surges with autumn waves. I dare not have poetic thoughts!"

Qianlong laughed and said: "It's a pity that you have spoken in a hurry, and you can still make arrogant words! But this 'dare not to have poetic thoughts' is overwhelming... Okay, I know your thoughts, I really have to be sympathetic, no Listen to the song again. Listen to the evening bell in the temple!..." As he said, there was indeed a monk ringing the bell from the Pilu Courtyard, but it was too close and lacked some melodious and deep charm, but it was very loud.Then I listened to the monks chanting sutras in unison, and the sound of bells and wooden fishes sounded like songs and chants, which was quite thought-provoking:

Thus I heard that at one time the Buddha was in the Garden of the Solitary Tree in the country of Sravasti, together with a thousand, two hundred and fifty people including the great neighbors.At that time, when the World Honored One was eating, he wore his robe and held his bowl... There are hundreds of people listening to the voice. "It's time to enter the mountain gate," Ji Yun let out a breath, seeing the two guards of Bartel Sauron close to Qianlong, Yingying and Yanhong were also cautiously following each other's steps, they were both master and non-master and slave and non-slave, but only Duanmu Liangyong He looks chic, walking and pacing six or seven steps away from Qianlong.Ji Yunyin said: "Let's take it easy—they are all pilgrims!" Seeing a big black man standing under the beige light at the mountain gate, he asked: "Wu's family, Yongchun Layman is here, is the guest room ready?" ?”

Qianlong also recognized Blind Wu, and saw a ghostly black short man standing behind him, but it was the "iron-headed mosquito" that was subdued in Huaishutun in the past. The manipulator——with such thorough preparations, Qianlong couldn't help nodding his head in satisfaction, because he asked, "You're here too?——So, all the people living in the Buddhist monastery are your friends?" "Master is auspicious!" Ironheaded Mosquito said to Qianlong with a quick bow: "You come here to seek peace, how dare the servants disturb you? We have set up the East Temple, and the South Temple was set up by the owner of a porcelain store in Yangzhou. In the middle Across the Great Compassion Hall, to the north is the residence of the abbot and the monks, which is very appropriate—Master, please!" After saying this, she gave up her hands, and under the shadow of the lamp, she only winked and smiled at Yanhong Yingying, and Yingying said: " How dead! Do you still want to eat Go pieces?" Then he followed Qianlong up.It was accompanied by blind man Wu, who introduced the conditions of the temples and halls all the way, and said: "-everything is convenient, even business letters are easy to communicate--only this old monk Fakong is so good-looking, no matter who No matter how much incense money you donate, you will not accept it or give it away, which is very impolite. He said that he is on behalf of the Buddha to make a connection with the world and equal the law of the world, and the younger ones can't do anything to him."

Qianlong smiled and said: "Monks don't talk about etiquette, they talk about fate. When they meet great teachers, they still know how to be respectful." As he said, he entered the aisle leading to the Zen room in the east of the Hall of Heavenly Kings.The terrain here is very high, except for dozens of old cypresses and ginkgoes that are leftovers after burning, the rest are newly planted small pines and cypresses.Seeing a little novice monk with a shaved head, standing solemnly by the door with folded palms, he asked, "Little master, why are you standing here when everyone else is chanting sutras?"

"Amitabha!" The young monk was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a childish voice, and said with a deep bow: "Master ordered, please enter the courtyard, and I will go back." Qianlong then looked at Blind Wu, and seeing Blind Wu shaking his head slightly, he felt surprised and asked, "Who is your master? Abbot Fakong?" "Fakong is the ancestor of the master. The master's name is Jue Se, and the little monk is bright." "How did your master know I was coming?" "Amitabha! Xingming doesn't know." Xingming bowed again, "After noon today, the masters accompanied the master to sit in the cloud room behind the meditation. The master got up and said 'coming' to the master. The master said, 'Send someone to pick it up during evening scriptures,' just now Master ordered me to come over."

"How old is your master?" "Master's longevity is one hundred and four years old." Qianlong was taken aback, and asked again: "Where is the master?" "Amitabha! The little monk doesn't know." Xingming said, "—Please take a break from the Tanyue benefactor, the little monk has returned to his life." After saying that, he retreated. The evening meal prepared in the temple is not rich, but it is very clean, a plate of green pickled cucumbers, a plate of roasted bean tendons with mushrooms, and green and red shredded sweet and sour cabbage, as bright red and yellow as crab shells. Roasted tofu with clear sauce, as well as cold fungus with gluten, celery with red pepper, and stewed vermicelli in a casserole in the middle. The whole room exudes a faint fragrance of sesame oil, which makes people salivate.Qianlong expected that people like Battelle didn't like this kind of food, so he only invited Yanhong and Yingying to sit down, and said with a smile: "Actually, I brought a group of meat eaters with me today! You two should fast for a few days. They took turns to eat outside the temple." Battelle pretended to be dumb, and beckoned them to stop for a while, tasted every dish first, and then paused for a while before asking Qianlong to hold it up.Qianlong was already hungry, and he wanted to see the centenary abbot of this temple, so he stopped talking and ate two bowls of old rice as reserved as possible, mixed with vegetables.Seeing him stop, he put down his chopsticks.

"Master, don't believe the bragging of bald donkeys." Ji Yun was used to Qianlong's meals, and he had never been in such a hurry. Knowing that he was anxious to see the abbot, he said with a smile: "We donated more than two thousand silver to cover this building. Living in the Buddhist monastery, he naturally has to be more respectful. People are snobbish and warm, and the Zen forest is the same. I heard from Yin Yuanchang that even their ancestor was an Emei Taoist priest who abandoned the way halfway to Buddhism. I don’t believe how deep the practice can be?" Before Ji Yun finished speaking, Qianlong had already stood up, took off his waistcoat and threw it to Battelle, pointing to Ji Yun: "You—Yanhong, Yingying, Duanmu, come with me, and the rest should not enter the Buddhist hall." Then they left, Yan Hong and the others hurriedly followed, Ji Yun didn't dare to say any more, and followed at a leisurely pace towards the Second Buddha Hall.At this time, the monks' "Diamond Sutra" has come to an end:

... All the gods and humans, asuras, were delighted to hear what the Buddha said, and they believed in and practiced the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra".Namo Vajra Treasure Bodhisattva...Namo Heluo Tayou, Duo Luo Yeye, Qi Luo Qi Luo, all live together, Maramara, Huluo Moohe, Hesu Taqingmoo, Pomoqing, Suoha ! The four of Qianlong walked past the east corner gate of the II Buddhist Temple and entered the courtyard, but they saw that the entire courtyard was paved with Linqing bricks. Thick and huggable, it seems to have survived after the catastrophe. The black and blue canopy can not see the stars, the moon and the sky. The cauldron in the middle is as high as two people. The crowd sat together and chanted sutras. Thousands of candles were burning on the altar in front of the Muni Buddha in the hall. There were more than a dozen large tanks under the steps outside the courtyard filled with clear oil. It shines brightly inside and out.The little monk named Xingming was holding a pair of big scissors, and was cutting the scorched head of the lamp core of the sea tank. Seeing the four of them coming in, he quickly put down the scissors and saluted with palms together, and said, "The benefactor, please watch as you like!" Qianlong looked at the monks sitting neatly in the hall, ranging from young to old, and asked, "Which one is your master? Is the master in there?" "Master and ancestors are not here, and the one who handles the wooden fish is senior brother Xingji." After the little monk finished speaking, he said "Amitabha" and went to make a living for himself. Qianlong wandered into the hall as he walked, but saw that Sakyamuni in the middle had a six-foot dharma body, all of which were newly dressed in gold. On the side, they all have solemn and kind smiles.The murals on the front are painted with five hundred Arrows. Among the colorful ceilings, everyone is sitting down. Some are kind-eyed, some are smiling, some are meditating and silent, and some are ferocious and glaring. Halo, all the fine brushwork paintings are lifelike.The guardian vajra below is leaning on the side of the Bodhisattva, all of which are decorated with five colors, but the water, gold, and powder are painted with the body of the fetal bone.Looking at the hatchback, it is the story of Mulian saving her mother, but you can see the walls full of flowing clouds, precious Jings, tassels, and cloud carts. Gods, Immortals, Tribute Boys, Four Values ​​of Merit, Liujia Jidi, Arhat Bodhisattva Clothes with Heavenly Wind and Demons, Underneath is Dark Hell, Various Impermanence, Ghost Judgment, Difficult People, Cannonball, Oil Ding, Skeleton Counting Beads, Jiang Yang Ghosts and ghosts struggling in the blood and water—either resplendent or spooky, scattered and filled the walls.Looking at it under the light, it is strange and mysterious.Ji Buy couldn't help sighing: "Ah Gui came here the year before last and told me that this place is too desolate. It's not easy to achieve such a scale in two years!" At this time, the monks had finished their evening classes, and each of them bowed their robes solemnly and withdrew.Qianlong stood silently in front of the red mat in the middle, burning incense, looking at the tall Buddha statue of the World Honored One, murmured a few prayers, picked up the stick and shook it a few times, and dropped a stick.Yingying hurriedly picked it up, Yanhong came over to look at it, but she won the lottery with one skill, so she dared not hand it to Qianlong, Qianlong knew that the lottery was not good, so he just smiled and said: "I have taken the lottery, let the old man explain it." Yingying Ying said nothing, and went to Xingji, who was knocking on the wooden fish by the labeling cabinet, to pay the ticket and exchange the ticket. Qianlong didn't care, because he saw a young pilgrim under the west wall who also came to ask for a lottery. He didn't want to talk, so he turned to the east wall.Suddenly Ji Yun came over to show him the label, but there was a poem on it: The prosperous and prosperous scene is in spring, and the fallen flowers are withering and the willows are new.People from afar don't recall the beauty of their hometown, and watch the sunset and the boat faint. ——Ju Ting'an, the prison lawsuit is peaceful, the disputes are over, the money is scattered, and the net is open on three sides. Don't hesitate. Qianlong said with a smile: "Such a good poem, such a peaceful judgment, how can it be just a winning lottery? What should I say if the winning lottery is on the lottery?" "The first lottery is about being rich and famous." Ji Yun laughed, "The lower lottery is about being poor, poor and angry-we don't ask for either, and winning the lottery is really great!" Qianlong smiled. Just as I was about to speak, I heard the young man who was asking for lottery say softly, "Mine is a winner! — This old gentleman, please help me to explain it!" He had already come over.When Duanmu Ziyu saw him coming, he pretended to be looking at the mural and moved closer.When Ji Yun read it, it was also a poem. The thick peach blossoms and the plums reflect the purple clouds, and it is hard for a group of fangs to envy Xie Yuanhua. I still envy the endless spring scenery, and the evening crows around the golden platform. ——The beautiful trees are unique in Xiejiayuan, and its verdancy can be seen.People are safe, wealth is prosperous, it is advisable to be humble, and to live well. The young man pointed to the poem and said, "This line—crows circling around the golden platform—I always think it's not very auspicious." "This is about your destination." Ji Yun said with a smile: "The crow is a filial bird. You have been outstanding all your life, and finally your soul returned to the golden platform. Isn't it enough?" Qianlong looked at this young man from the sidelines, he always felt familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. After he finished listening to Ji Yun's explanation, he drooped his eyelashes and pondered for a moment. The Taoist priest in Pingyin County, Shandong Province, met in the square of Xiguandi Temple in the city of Pingyin County. "Undoubtedly, at least he is also an important figure in the White Lotus Cult!His heart tightened suddenly, and then he smiled in a self-conscious way: There are so many similarities in the world, if you admit it wrong, wouldn't you just laugh at your subordinates?Besides, it has been seven years, the appearance of Daoist Chongxu has been blurred, and the scene of Chongxu who has only changed his female makeup is facing him in the city, and the brows and eyes are not very clear, but he feels in his heart. It's just a resemblance, how can anyone describe the truth that won't change after seven years?Thinking of this, I suspected that my family's knot was an illusion. It was a snake shadow, so I leaned forward, held my fan, and said with a smile: "May I ask the layman your name and name?" "Don't dare, the humble surname is Bian, the character is Cao and Yu." The young man hurriedly bowed back, glanced at Duanmu Liangyong from the corner of his eye, and then asked Qianlong: "May I ask what your name is for the old man?" It was the first time for Qianlong to hear himself called "Old Mister". He touched his chin subconsciously, turned his head and smiled at Ji Yun, and said to the young man, "My surname is Long, and I am a bannerman. You can call me Longge, Bian Heyu— Hmm, this name is interesting.” Probably felt that the words had an emperor’s flavor, and laughed again: “Bianhe from Chu offered uncut jade, which is difficult to recognize in the end—it was used by Zulong after all, and became the first national seal of China.” "This name is not auspicious." Bian Heyu also smiled and said: "Not only Bian He was disabled and weeping blood all day long, but Heshibi, which was originally a good piece of rough jade, was carved into a piece that can only be stamped with red cinnabar on the imperial edict. Xi, it loses its original nature." Although Ji Yun had seen Yi Ying in Pingyin, he only saw her fighting among the crowd from a distance.He is short-sighted, and he didn't really remember her description after all.The young man in front of him behaved elegantly and spoke clearly, which did not annoy him, but he was responsible for Qianlong's safety, but he didn't want Qianlong to strike up a conversation with strangers at all.Because he quietly came between the two of them, he said with a smile, "Mr. Heyu is a scholar who should be admitted to Nanwei?" Seals are exactly 'cut to the right place'. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and the pebbles in the river bed?" "I'm not a scholar, and I haven't read it." Bian Heyu said, "But seeing the stench of copper in today's officialdom and the disappearance of Heshi's Wall, it's probably because its nature has not faded away, and it doesn't want to be mixed in the dung-like officialdom shopping malls. Right? That’s why Mencius said, “It’s better to drag your tail in the mud than the poor people.” The cobblestones in the river may not have the jade of Jingshan, and the pearl of the night light may not be hidden, so that you can get its natural charm. Among the waves, it seems to be better than being in the dung cellar, isn't it—you haven't asked Gao's name yet?" Qianlong had a good suspicion.The person who changed his name to "Bian Heyu" was none other than "One Flower" Yi Ying.Bao Yongqiang, under her pseudonym of household registration in Yangzhou, "repaid" 100,000 taels of silver to Yin Jishan "to prepare for him." Pick up and wait for the summons; Qigai Yinghao Feige passed on the letter, and on the fifth day of August, he will compete with Huang Tianba in the Shengqi Building of Mochou Lake. Please "Mr. Bian come to watch and protect".So he stopped listening to everyone's dissuasion, and hurried to Nanjing with Han Mei, Tang He and Qiao Song.She also just arrived in Nanjing yesterday, living in the Pilu Courtyard was an arrangement on Gai Yinghao's plate, who knew that just in response to "no coincidences make a book", she lived in the same courtyard as Qianlong in the same temple by a strange coincidence!Yi Ying is proficient in congenital alchemy and is good at performing immortals and Taoism. She only thinks that the people living in the East Temple are wealthy, officials, gentry and pilgrims, and she never doubts that it is the "present day" who ruled the world of Kyushu!Seeing Qianlong's calm speech, suave demeanor, and graceful and unrestrained actions, a feeling of respect and respect spontaneously arose in his heart.Because of this, he watched the murals with Qianlong.Ji Yun listened to her teasing himself, thinking about what she said was irrefutable, because he smiled and said: "My surname is Nian, and my character is Fengqing. How old are you, I call it old age. Rely on me as an old man to speak, regardless of officialdom, shopping malls, etc. The turbid ones are turbid, and the clear ones are clear. You can't talk about them one by one. Listening to your voice, it seems like a stone in the river. It's really enviable, but the old people are in misfortune. They accidentally fell into you. What about the people in the dung cellar!" "The whole world is turbid, who can clean it alone?" Yi Ying was touched by him for some reason, and sighed slightly, "Mountain torrents have happened, and the stones in the river will not be clean. The officialdom is filthy, and so are the commercial markets. It's the underworld." ... There are mechanical changes between each other, and there is no such thing as hatred, killing and fighting for petty profits?" Qianlong walked slowly, looking casually at the wall full of cloud dragons, gold and silver wheels, welcoming boys, and all kinds of grotesque tigers, leopards, bears, dogs, elephants, horses, cows and lions. Listening to Yi Ying's words, he said: " The world is getting bigger, and where the sun doesn’t shine, there will naturally be filth. When the forest is dense, what kind of monsters with claws and teeth can’t be born? The Yellow River doesn’t talk about it, and it has been muddy for thousands of years. That’s it. On the Yangtze River, the autumn water is cold and the waves are extremely clear, so it’s hard to say what’s going on in the torrent at the bottom; this Mochou Lake is as clear as a mirror, gentle as a virgin, and the mud underneath is so thick!” Yi Ying nodded her head in disbelief. He carefully savored Qianlong's words, but couldn't figure out the meaning for a while.Qianlong smiled and kept silent.Ji Yun turned around and said for Qianlong: "Speaking of it is obscene to the Buddha Hall of the World Honored One. A few days ago, Yuan——Yuan Zicai heard about Gu Shengtang, and it was a man who came to surrender with his head. The question was murder. Yuan Daling asked, "Do you understand the law?" I don’t understand, I only kill one person, and I’m going to kill him!” The man told the truth, it was a woman and two men who committed rape together in broad daylight. After killing one, the other two took the opportunity to escape. Yuan Daling was shocked again. Laughing again, she sent someone to catch the prisoner, but the woman said, "I'm like a flower, with two bees flying above my head to collect honey. What can I do?"--of course, this is not officialdom, shopping malls, or anything. Wealthy people. It’s ordinary people, and there are fewer dirty things in it?” Yi Ying blushed when she heard this, and glanced at Qianlong sensitively, but Qianlong remained silent.After all, Yi Ying is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, so he immediately calmed down, giggled, and said, "Of course, the world is full of wonders—but I want to talk about officialdom and shopping malls." After talking about the situation of the red pornography scene, he laughed again: "Don't talk about Xue Bai, she is a bitch in the court, and those two are the concubines of Yangzhou's parents and officials! To curry favor with Shang Xian, that is really willing to do anything. All the masters of the paradise The owner of the garden is acquainted with me, and told me that the front stage is singing about Liniang's dream, and the background is Sanying fighting Wenhou, it's really lively!" "Really?" Qianlong almost blurted out.Gao Heng behaved disorderly and messed around with women everywhere, he had been impeached by Yu Shizhang long ago, and Tang'er also vaguely said that he was unruly.First, he was a minister, and second, he was a relative of the state. Qianlong himself was also a flirtatious temperament, so they all stayed.I don't want to be so reckless outside, I don't want my face and life!Thinking about it, Pei Xingren and Jin Wenkui are even more shameless, officials and officials have become a habit, isn't it a goddamn world?His face became a little pale.Ji Yun was afraid that he would lose the emperor's temper, so he hurriedly laughed and said: "I just slipped my mouth. It is too dirty to talk about these things in the Buddhist hall. It is not blasphemy or blasphemy. Good and evil karma always has retribution. Today, Sanying is fighting Wenhou, and it may not be sure in the future. Five horses will be divided into merchants!" Qianlong listened, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Mr. Fengqing said it!" Seeing that he had turned around the back corridor of the Buddhist hall, the lights and candles in the abbot's abode were flickering, and there seemed to be someone talking inside, He stopped and listened for a moment, then laughed and said to Yi Ying, "The old monk just finished his bath, let's see how this hundred-year-old monk is doing!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an old and muddy voice say: "We're going Before leaving, what is coming has already arrived. Amitabha—donors, please come in!" The voice is so deep!Several people outside the room looked at each other at the same time.Yanhong and Yingying took a step forward to enter the abode, and sure enough, they saw two young monks coming out carrying a wooden basin of hot water, and Xingji, who had just led the monks to chant sutras, sat cross-legged on the futon under the kang and closed his eyes, silent. There is a slight look of sadness on his face, and an old monk with a thin beard is sitting on a wooden couch in Beishan, but he is dark and thin, as if he has been dried by a hundred years, curled up into a ball and resting his hands with his hands closed - I think this is what Yin Jishan said Monk Fakong, the two recited together and retreated to the door.Duanmu seemed to be wary too, seeing Qianlong and Ji Yun go in, "Bian Heyu" gave way to himself with his hands, and stretched out his hands to give way.With only a slight touch, Yi Ying worked a little, but felt that the strength in the young man's hand seemed to be through the cotton, if there was nothing, it seemed to be spitting and swallowing, and he couldn't help but secretly horrified.Duanmu Liangyong didn't seem to notice it, and gave way with a smile, and when Yi Ying entered, he followed suit, standing calmly by the door two steps away from Qianlong.But Qianlong said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the great monk has high morality. It is a lucky chance to meet him. I would like to hear the wonderful truth of the monk's three vehicles!" "Amitabha!" The black and thin monk folded his palms on the kang and bowed, opened his eyes and slowly moved his gaze to glance at everyone, and said, "It is indeed destined to be with the great layman. The old monk abandoned Taoism in the 40th year of Kangxi, and now he is fifty years old. Is it not God's will to meet the descendants of the old people who were young and strong in the tour, and then the clock will not stop?" Seeing that everyone was in a daze, with a little wrinkle on their faces, he said to Duanmu: "Is Mr. Lingzu Feng still alive? When he was ten years old, he went to Emei Mountain with Mr. Ling Taizu Gongqing to see me." Turning to Qianlong again, he stared at the time with the same gaze as in an ancient cave, the pupils flashed away, and said in a low voice: "Mochou Lakeside Shengge Hey, look back on the dust and smoke of a hundred years...Jun Qinghua's virtue, how similar to Lingzu!" After saying that, he closed his eyes. Ji Yun is pedantic about heaven and man, but he abides by orthodox Confucianism and Taoism, and holds the tenet of "preserving and not caring about gods, Buddhas and immortals".Hearing the old monk's mischief, he just laughed secretly, until he said the words "Tsinghua Yude", his heart was shaken, and he was a little bit sure, and asked, "Dare to ask the great monk's layman's surname?" "The ancient trees are dark, the moon is empty, and the mountains are silent, but the remaining water is gradually..." The old monk said, "Who is the last name and what is the name? It's empty. Laymen don't need to ask." Ji Yun is an extremely intelligent person, he pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "You don't need to talk about it, I have already learned the lesson." Then he withdrew.Yi Ying, however, seemed to be in a fog. Seeing the solemn faces of the people, she knew that she had been hit by the monk, and she wanted to ask herself if she deserved it. Because of her dignified and dignified appearance for a week, she said, "Master, Bian Heyu, a layman, has had aspirations for a long time. Before taking refuge in the Buddhist image, I beg you to accept the Dharma seat." Monk Fakong didn't speak, just sat silently.Sitting on the futon under the kang, Xingji suddenly chanted the Buddha's name and said: "The layman's temperament is passionate, the six sense organs are impure, the eight defilements are difficult to remove, and the nine sense organs are not left. If you seek from the Buddha, how can you become a Buddha?" Yi Ying sighed slightly, and said: "I heard that the two masters and apprentices are also half-way monks. Although I am not talented, my eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, the six senses of sight, sound, smell, touch, and six natures have also practiced a little in my spare time. But in the world of mortals, it is difficult to enter Buddhism if you have money. This is also the common view of Buddhism. The six clean senses are nothing more than one guarding the emptiness. Am I right?" "Let me explain it to you," said Xingji, "what do you mean by worrying about thoughts?" Qianlong was originally in the East Palace, but Yongzheng designated him as a layman in Changchun, and his attainment in Buddhism has already entered the hall. He originally wanted to calm his mind with a pair of Jifeng Zen words with these two Bailing Zen masters.Unexpectedly, Yi Ying who met him also had the same interest, so he refused to be the first, and stood aside to watch with a smile, only to see Yi Ying turned his head back and said: "Worrying - mistakenly splashed the muddy water on the lotus leaves." "What division?" "Take the steel knife and break the lotus root." "What do you mean by not worrying?" "Let the breeze send catkins." "What division?" "Remove the golden bell from the department." "What do you mean by not thinking about troubles?" "Spring silkworms are cocooned and bound all over." "What division?" "The candle is completely burnt to ashes." "What do you mean looking for trouble?" "What's going on?" "What division?" "So that we can push the boat along with the flow!" "What is self-nature affliction?" "Drilling elms to make fire and burning trees." "What division?" "Frozen water turns into ice without waves." Xingji's face was expressionless, his eyes flickered under his eyelids, he stared at Yi Ying who answered calmly and calmly, sighed slightly, and said: "In the battle against the current, how many people can return to the boat?" Yi Ying said: "Master, can it be Did I get it wrong?" "You're right." Xing Ji said, "If you ask further, I believe you are still spitting out lotus flowers, but once you get rid of your karma, you will return to Buddhism without relying on mantras. Mochou Lake is just outside the temple, surrounded by the Yangtze River like a belt. , Layman, can you see nothing?" "I can!" Yi Ying said with a smile, "My family has a famous name in Yangzhou. They have been devoted to Buddhism for generations, and they have practiced the Dharma of Emptiness since childhood." Xingji smiled slightly, his voice was a bit like talking out of a jar, slightly hoarse, but very clear: "The four words 'Zhaoran Kongfa' are not easy to talk about... My teacher has been practicing meditation in Emei for 20 years, come here I have been in Xixi for three years, and I have been sitting on futons. I passed away yesterday and returned to the west tonight. I am telling my disciples that I only understand the way of life and death. The layman came to Ning from Yangzhou against the current. How can I push a boat? Know about emptiness? Mirror make-up, powder dowry, water and moon shine brightly, empty talk about bodhi is fruitful, sins and sins... Amitabha!" It was the first time for Qianlong to see Zen in poetry, and he was ready to repeat the classics of "Shurangama" and "Huayan", which paled in comparison.Thinking of ready-made impromptu meditation, I know that it is difficult to compare with "Bian Heyu", because I look at Ji Yun.However, Ji Yun's knowledge of Buddhist scriptures was limited, and Qianlong's order could not be disobeyed. He thought about making use of his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses, so he chanted beside him: "The sound of petals in a river is long, so why does spring return? It's a pity that six lives are impermanent, and the hustle and bustle of the world is mixed with tea in the wine market. Wall. Gods and Buddhas for what, why useless self-sentiment? You can’t be an official, you can’t do business, please go back. And let’s go wild, but also suave, why not be happy Liu Qilang?” "Excellent!" The old monk Fakong on the couch suddenly clasped his hands together and smiled, and said, "The old monk is going to the west. Before leaving, he received this wonderful sound to see him off. Fakong felt very grateful!" With a flash of his eyes, he said to Qianlong, "It's time for the monk. Come on, I have to say goodbye to the laymen!" Qianlong had seen eminent monks of morality several times to announce their passing away. Monk Qingran of Tanxiu Temple in the capital, Monk Mingse of Fahua Temple, and monk Kongshi of Wutai Mountain Qingliang Temple wandering in Dajue Temple. He all went to see them when they passed away. However, except for the empty world, they all look exhausted-in fact, they are dying of illness, just dying.It is surprising that this Fakong did not show it for faithful men and women to come to pay respects and worship, and even the monks in the monastery seemed to be at peace as if nothing had happened.It is also very different from the scene of those monks who "show ji" preaching the Dharma, inviting fellow disciples, and the Dharma conch drum trumpeting loudly-and at this moment, when calmly meditating, unexpectedly suddenly said "Go"!Qianlong's heart sank suddenly, he was terrified and fearful, his face became extremely pale, he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, and said: "I would like to listen to the great monk to let go of his teaching!" Monk Fakong nodded with a smile, moved down the kang, put on a pair of sandals himself, and tied them carefully.Xing Ji wanted to put a cassock on him, he smiled and waved his hands and said, "No need—just use it to wrap my relic. The cassock I gave you will be like a gourd in the next year." He shook his clothes, stood leaning against the altar, and chanted: Hungry to eat and sleepy to sleep, there is no need to realize Chuandeng Zen, Miaodi said Poshi nods, why is the world still lingering! ——Ask about death and life, ask about prosperity and decline, the world is so big, what's the problem?Duh!When you go, you go to rest, when you come, you come, don't worry about worrying about yourself, wandering around without crossing your soul! After reciting, he sat cross-legged on Xiang Xingji's futon, his right arm was bent, his left hand caressed his dantian, there was a slight smile on his face, but he didn't speak any more. "Master, Master!" Xingji knelt down on the ground with a "plop", calling softly to Fakong.Seeing that there was no movement in Fakong, he lightly held the pulse in his left hand, and tried his breath again. As if he was afraid of disturbing him, he knelt down carefully, as if he didn't believe his own judgment, and then he moved his mind and went deep. Kowtow three heads deeply, then get up.He is also a hundred-year-old man himself, trembling, with a mixture of sadness and joy on his face, he bowed to the crowd, and said in a dry voice: "Everyone, benefactors of Tanyue. My teacher, Fakong, has been guided to the west by the Buddha. Entering the realm of immortality. The monks in the temple will perform rituals to see him off. Please drive back... Amitabha Buddha..." Then two novice monks carried the incense table. Monk Fakong really passed away immediately, and the futon sat down!It wasn't until the monk at the head of the pagoda rang the bell and summoned all the monks in the temple to gather that several lay guests in the abbot woke up from the dream-like stupefaction. Dharmakaya bowed down.Respecting Li Ti, Qianlong held three sticks of incense to the candle and lit them. He only offered them in one fell swoop and inserted them into the incense burner.Xing Ji, who was waiting by the incense table, clapped his hands together in return. "It's such an honor, it's something you've never seen before, it's really a good monk!" Qianlong was overwhelmed with surprise, and said to Xingji: "After taking care of the ritual, please sit in the East Temple for a while, the master, if you have anything to ask, and some incense to help you brighten the mountain gate." After finishing speaking, everyone resigned from the abbot's meditation room together, and saw that the whole courtyard had been lit with sea lanterns, shining brightly like daylight. Some carried cremation shrines to the abbot’s abode, some carried red felts and laid the corridor between the abbot and Chaishan Mountain, and some arranged curtains, so that people came and went.When they got to the back wall of the main hall of Buddha III, because they wanted to part, Yi Ying only bowed to Qianlong, and Qianlong returned the salute with his fan, and said, "If you have nothing to do, please come to my side to chat." "I'm afraid I won't be free, I have some mundane things to do." Yi Ying's eyes were shining, she stared at Qianlong who was carrying the shadow of the lamp, and for some reason, she sighed inwardly, and said, "You are a noble person, so don't bother me... Tomorrow, I will go to the Governor’s Yamen, listen to Yin Zhitai and Jin Zhitai’s arrangements for pick-up etiquette, and I will practice a few more times. Oh, there will be a grand event in the Shengqi Building in Houtian, and it will be hosted by Gai Yinghao, the head office of Nanjing Computer Lab. Sir, if you are interested, I will It can be used as an invitation." What Ji Yun was most worried about was that Qianlong was unruly and disobedient.Gai Yinghao invited the Jiangnan hawker and Huang Tianba to "do somersaults", and he had already secretly remonstrated with Qianlong that "never take the unexpected place", and Qianlong originally agreed.At this moment, although I didn't suspect that this weak "Bian Heyu" was a "Yiqihua", but because of this, I was even more afraid that Qianlong would agree to it at the first glance, and he was anxious at the moment, and he didn't care about his appearance, and laughed beside him: "Gai Yinghao spread the hero post to win the chess building, and our Dong Weng also received the invitation. To tell you the truth, Dong Weng is an official person and should not get involved in the arena. I have already politely declined. I am a spectator. Maybe Dong Weng will take our place to make fun of it." Qianlong heard this, so he had no choice but to give up his thoughts, and nodded with a smile as a two-way entertainment, Yi Ying didn't force it, just smiled and said: "I have already seen that you must be Beijing. The court official who came to pick him up. I have no intention of fame, so I dare not force myself. I will meet you on the eighth day of August, and we may see you again." "that's for sure." Qianlong laughed