Ci'en Temple in the southern suburbs of Chang'an.
The West Courtyard of the Buddha, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
After the imperial examination every year, there will be new Jinshi, and there will be groups of three or five to come here to enjoy it.Or you can visit the ancient temple and find the secluded sights.You can also climb to the high tower, look down at the railings, and overlook Chang'an.
However, the most important one is the title of Yan Pagoda.
Those who pass the Jinshi can write their names under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. I don’t know when the rules emerged, but it has become a custom to visit the Big Wild Goose Pagoda after being named on the Golden List.
There is a Taoist saying that the famous title of the Golden List of Yan Pagoda shows the world!
Pan Yu stood above the seven-story goose pagoda and looked south with the railing.Feng Wu's clothes were surprisingly no one around him.
Other Jinshi were enjoying the pleasure of overlooking Chang'an on the other side, so how could they come to see these vast mountains?
But someone will immediately notice her existence and go forward and say "Young Master Pan, or Lord Pan!"
She also integrated into the crowd and guided the ancient monuments to everyone.Some have to cater to it or praise it.
She responded calmly and looked back inadvertently.The mountains are vast and there are no wild geese.
When they arrived at the pagoda, the monks in the temple had already prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones for the titles of the Jinshi.
The Jinshi held their pens one by one, and the names on the titles were written carefully and neatly.If you are the prime minister in the future, you may be the name of the ages.
But in the past thousands of years, when future generations visit ancient monuments and call on friends, will they really notice whose name is left on the wall at that moment?
Pan Yu wrote it in one stroke and left a few words on the white paper with the word "Pan Yu" Mingyu, with beautiful and beautiful handwriting, which has eliminated the femininity of the time.If Wang Wenrui is here, I would also like to praise him.
Some people sighed, it was a pity that Xu Xian went to do the job. He didn't wait until this time, otherwise he might be able to take advantage of this elegant atmosphere and write a poem.
Pan Yu held the pen again, thought for a moment, wrote down the Chinese text of Xu Xian, and looked at it for a long time before handing it over to the monk waiting aside.
While visiting the temple, Pan Yuxunkong went to visit the abbot of Ci'en Temple. This was her biggest purpose in this trip.
In the meditation room, the thin old monk sat cross-legged on the cushion, but his hands were not kept between his abdomen like ordinary monks meditating, but he held his ankles casually.
The figure is not straight and erect but hunched over.
But he was wearing an extremely gorgeous cassock, which seemed to be wrapped in silk and satin on dead wood, which was quite strange.
Even a lay disciple can accuse him of not understanding Buddhist rituals, but this old monk is the abbot of Ci'en Temple.
The sandalwood fragrance swayed and smoked. It was obvious that the old monk had entered meditation and solemn scene, but his face did not mean dignity and solemnity at all, but a smile was on his face.
That smile is not the kind of clear and thorough understanding smile, but more like the kind of smile that a child stole candy and the poor went out to pick up big ingots.
This scene gave Pan Yu the feeling that a child stole the monk's cassock and learned to meditate, but he didn't learn it. He felt very interesting and proud in his heart. He wanted to laugh and he had to hold it back.
In addition, his head was smooth and smooth, not only did he have no hair, but he didn't even have a beard, but he looked even more funny, which really made people feel respectful.
Pan Yu was slightly annoyed. After she entered the Zen room, she took out the speech she had prepared, and said it out loud, and even made an extremely high increase. But it has been half an hour since she came in, and the monk just said nothing.
No matter who is a noble official or noble person, he must first donate 500 taels of donations to meet this abbot.
And he couldn't practice Zen with him when he saw him, because this abbot always smiled but didn't say anything. It is said that he practiced silently. It is said that he hasn't said a word for ten years now.
Of course, it is said that many pilgrims have learned some profound Buddhist principles from his smile.
Master Fashan, I know what you are practicing is meditation, but what do you mean? You might as well write it down with a pen and make it clear below.
Fashan slowly opened one of his eyes, and even smiled in his eyes, but suddenly said: Prince Pan, what have you learned from the smile of the rich monk?
Pan Yu was stunned. Aren’t you practicing silent meditation?It is said that the monk who has not said a word for ten years actually spoke.
Fashan blinked, didn’t you practice for half an hour just now?
Pan Yu said: Then I dare to ask, what is a rich monk?
Fashan said naturally: I am the poor monks who beg for food everywhere. I am the host of Ci'en Temple and I don't have to worry about food and clothing. Of course, I am a rich monk.
Pan Yu was speechless, but I didn't know how many. After hearing this, I would violate the precept of anger and would have the urge to slap the bowl on his face.But since this monk is greedy for good things, it is easy to deal with.
Master, what do you think of the proposal just below?She has offered a high price to make the monk change his words and agree with Roujia and her marriage.
But she didn't understand why the smart and wise Empress worshipped such a Buddhist scripture, and she would change her original decision for the words of a monk.
Prince Pan, you have never answered, what did you understand from the smile of the rich monk?
Pan Yu looked at him and said lightly: Master has profound Buddhism and is well versed in the world. Naturally, he wants to laugh at the ridiculous people in the world!
lie!
Pan Yu changed his statement, but the income was still just these two words, lies!
After repeated incidents, Pan Yu finally lost his patience and suddenly stood up. I don’t think you look like a monk, but like a bald man.Then he was about to leave with his sleeves.
Fashan laughed, the truth!Prince Pan, please stay, your proposal, the rich monk agreed.
Pan Yu stopped looking back, took out a brocade box filled with silver notes from his arms and threw it on the cushion, and asked the abbot to speak up for justice, and not be used by villains anymore, blinded the superiors and listened to them, and let them get their wishes, and thank you very much in the future.
How do you know that a rich monk is not speaking up for justice?
you!
Fashan said slowly: If Pan Yu married Princess Roujia, the yin and yang would not be harmonious, and there would be unexpected disasters in the future!It was exactly what he said to the Queen that day.
Pan Yu narrowed his eyes and said: What does Master mean?
Fashan ignored his side and said, "How can a person outside the world interfere in the matter inside the world?" There is no need for a rich monk to say too much, your wish has been fulfilled."
Pan Yu thought for a moment and bowed: Thank you for your kindness.
Fashan ordered the monk to treat the guests: Come, I will give the fine goose meat pickled by this abbot to a jar with Prince Pan.
Facing Pan Yu's strange gaze, Fa Shan clasped his hands together, and I was practicing Hinayana Buddhism.
Pan Yu nodded. She read a lot of books and naturally knew.In Hinayana Buddhism, you can eat three pure foods, namely geese, deer, and calves meat, which is not considered a violation of the precepts.But in this era, few Buddhist disciples have practiced Hinayana Buddhism.
Moreover, she secretly doubted that the monk practiced meditation when he didn't want to speak, and practiced Hinayana Buddhism when he wanted to eat meat. If he wanted to be close to women, would he have to start practicing great joy meditation?
At the moment when Pan Yu was about to leave, Fashan suddenly laughed and said: That's right, the rich monk practiced Dahuanxi Zen, but it had nothing to do with the beauty of women.If you can eliminate all troubles, you will be able to enjoy the mystery of great joy.If you always feel happy in your heart, you don’t want to give it to a Buddha.
Pan Yu stopped and left without looking back.
Fashan weighed the brocade box in his hand and smiled and said: Prince Liang sent a thousand taels of gold, and Prince Pan sent a thousand taels of silver. I, a rich monk, couldn't even get poor even if I wanted to be poor.
Looking at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda that penetrated straight into the sky outside the window.
I couldn't help but remember that a long time ago, a monk in a temple believed in Hinayana Buddhism.
One day, a group of geese flew into the sky. A group of geese flew into the sky and said nonsense: Everyone has nothing to eat today. Buddha should know that we are hungry!Before he finished speaking, a goose fell to death in front of the monk. He was surprised and told all the monks in the temple that they believed that this was the Buddha who was teaching them.
When the geese fell, they buried the geese in a grand ceremony and built the tower, and named it the geese pagoda.
The monks at that time were happy for Buddha or for flesh?Or, what is the difference between the two?
If you have long happiness in your heart, why should you live forever outside your body?
As soon as Pan Yu returned home, he received new news from the palace.
The Empress had made up her mind to marry Princess Roujia to Pan Yu.
Compared to the illusory words of Shu Zi, the Empress still believes in her own judgment more.
……
In the small courtyard in Zhongnan Mountain, Xu Xian stood up from the chair and bowed: Brother Zhong, it’s been a long time since we saw you!
The rolling black smoke stopped suddenly, gradually dissipated and converged, revealing the human figures. Zhong Kui strode, held Xu Xian's hand, and said in surprise: Brother Xu, why are you here?
I am ordered to handle the funeral for you. The funeral has been completed and I am about to leave.Xu Xian felt that the spiritual power in his body was more pure, and knew that he had probably had some adventures, but it was not the time to say these things.
Your sister is inside, go and have a look!
Before Xu Xian finished speaking, he heard a scream behind him, Brother!
It turned out that Zhong Li heard the sound, rushed out of the door, held the porch, and looked at Zhong Kui in disbelief.
When Zhong Kui saw his relatives who had been away for a long time, he was also excited. Xiao Li, I'm back.
Zhong Li's eyes were red and his voice was trembling. You... are you really not dead?!I tried to reach out and touch Zhong Kui's hand. I felt that it was no different from a living person, not like a ghost at all, and I truly understood what Xu Xian said.
Zhong Kui sighed: This is a long story, and it can be considered a blessing in disguise!I will definitely take good care of you in the future.He is now a practitioner and no longer a poor scholar, and he is very confident in saying this.
Zhong Li suddenly became angry and said: If you want to die, you will die. If you want to live, who will take care of you? What have you taken care of me?He turned around and ran back into the house, but a few tears fell from the corner of his eyes.
Zhong Kui was stunned and wanted to chase him, but Xu Xian grabbed him and signaled Yun Yan to go in and comfort Zhong Li.
When Xu Xian saw Zhong Kui scolding her sister a few words, she was a little bit silly and couldn't speak. The majestic feeling just now disappeared completely and she smiled and sighed: Brother Zhong, you committed suicide for a moment of anger and gave up your order to be alone. It was not a real man's job, so it's no wonder she was angry!
Zhong Kui's face was flushed, but fortunately his face was pitch black and he couldn't show it. He just said: Brother Xu taught him the most, and Brother Xu taught him the most!
The West Courtyard of the Buddha, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.
After the imperial examination every year, there will be new Jinshi, and there will be groups of three or five to come here to enjoy it.Or you can visit the ancient temple and find the secluded sights.You can also climb to the high tower, look down at the railings, and overlook Chang'an.
However, the most important one is the title of Yan Pagoda.
Those who pass the Jinshi can write their names under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. I don’t know when the rules emerged, but it has become a custom to visit the Big Wild Goose Pagoda after being named on the Golden List.
There is a Taoist saying that the famous title of the Golden List of Yan Pagoda shows the world!
Pan Yu stood above the seven-story goose pagoda and looked south with the railing.Feng Wu's clothes were surprisingly no one around him.
Other Jinshi were enjoying the pleasure of overlooking Chang'an on the other side, so how could they come to see these vast mountains?
But someone will immediately notice her existence and go forward and say "Young Master Pan, or Lord Pan!"
She also integrated into the crowd and guided the ancient monuments to everyone.Some have to cater to it or praise it.
She responded calmly and looked back inadvertently.The mountains are vast and there are no wild geese.
When they arrived at the pagoda, the monks in the temple had already prepared pens, ink, paper and inkstones for the titles of the Jinshi.
The Jinshi held their pens one by one, and the names on the titles were written carefully and neatly.If you are the prime minister in the future, you may be the name of the ages.
But in the past thousands of years, when future generations visit ancient monuments and call on friends, will they really notice whose name is left on the wall at that moment?
Pan Yu wrote it in one stroke and left a few words on the white paper with the word "Pan Yu" Mingyu, with beautiful and beautiful handwriting, which has eliminated the femininity of the time.If Wang Wenrui is here, I would also like to praise him.
Some people sighed, it was a pity that Xu Xian went to do the job. He didn't wait until this time, otherwise he might be able to take advantage of this elegant atmosphere and write a poem.
Pan Yu held the pen again, thought for a moment, wrote down the Chinese text of Xu Xian, and looked at it for a long time before handing it over to the monk waiting aside.
While visiting the temple, Pan Yuxunkong went to visit the abbot of Ci'en Temple. This was her biggest purpose in this trip.
In the meditation room, the thin old monk sat cross-legged on the cushion, but his hands were not kept between his abdomen like ordinary monks meditating, but he held his ankles casually.
The figure is not straight and erect but hunched over.
But he was wearing an extremely gorgeous cassock, which seemed to be wrapped in silk and satin on dead wood, which was quite strange.
Even a lay disciple can accuse him of not understanding Buddhist rituals, but this old monk is the abbot of Ci'en Temple.
The sandalwood fragrance swayed and smoked. It was obvious that the old monk had entered meditation and solemn scene, but his face did not mean dignity and solemnity at all, but a smile was on his face.
That smile is not the kind of clear and thorough understanding smile, but more like the kind of smile that a child stole candy and the poor went out to pick up big ingots.
This scene gave Pan Yu the feeling that a child stole the monk's cassock and learned to meditate, but he didn't learn it. He felt very interesting and proud in his heart. He wanted to laugh and he had to hold it back.
In addition, his head was smooth and smooth, not only did he have no hair, but he didn't even have a beard, but he looked even more funny, which really made people feel respectful.
Pan Yu was slightly annoyed. After she entered the Zen room, she took out the speech she had prepared, and said it out loud, and even made an extremely high increase. But it has been half an hour since she came in, and the monk just said nothing.
No matter who is a noble official or noble person, he must first donate 500 taels of donations to meet this abbot.
And he couldn't practice Zen with him when he saw him, because this abbot always smiled but didn't say anything. It is said that he practiced silently. It is said that he hasn't said a word for ten years now.
Of course, it is said that many pilgrims have learned some profound Buddhist principles from his smile.
Master Fashan, I know what you are practicing is meditation, but what do you mean? You might as well write it down with a pen and make it clear below.
Fashan slowly opened one of his eyes, and even smiled in his eyes, but suddenly said: Prince Pan, what have you learned from the smile of the rich monk?
Pan Yu was stunned. Aren’t you practicing silent meditation?It is said that the monk who has not said a word for ten years actually spoke.
Fashan blinked, didn’t you practice for half an hour just now?
Pan Yu said: Then I dare to ask, what is a rich monk?
Fashan said naturally: I am the poor monks who beg for food everywhere. I am the host of Ci'en Temple and I don't have to worry about food and clothing. Of course, I am a rich monk.
Pan Yu was speechless, but I didn't know how many. After hearing this, I would violate the precept of anger and would have the urge to slap the bowl on his face.But since this monk is greedy for good things, it is easy to deal with.
Master, what do you think of the proposal just below?She has offered a high price to make the monk change his words and agree with Roujia and her marriage.
But she didn't understand why the smart and wise Empress worshipped such a Buddhist scripture, and she would change her original decision for the words of a monk.
Prince Pan, you have never answered, what did you understand from the smile of the rich monk?
Pan Yu looked at him and said lightly: Master has profound Buddhism and is well versed in the world. Naturally, he wants to laugh at the ridiculous people in the world!
lie!
Pan Yu changed his statement, but the income was still just these two words, lies!
After repeated incidents, Pan Yu finally lost his patience and suddenly stood up. I don’t think you look like a monk, but like a bald man.Then he was about to leave with his sleeves.
Fashan laughed, the truth!Prince Pan, please stay, your proposal, the rich monk agreed.
Pan Yu stopped looking back, took out a brocade box filled with silver notes from his arms and threw it on the cushion, and asked the abbot to speak up for justice, and not be used by villains anymore, blinded the superiors and listened to them, and let them get their wishes, and thank you very much in the future.
How do you know that a rich monk is not speaking up for justice?
you!
Fashan said slowly: If Pan Yu married Princess Roujia, the yin and yang would not be harmonious, and there would be unexpected disasters in the future!It was exactly what he said to the Queen that day.
Pan Yu narrowed his eyes and said: What does Master mean?
Fashan ignored his side and said, "How can a person outside the world interfere in the matter inside the world?" There is no need for a rich monk to say too much, your wish has been fulfilled."
Pan Yu thought for a moment and bowed: Thank you for your kindness.
Fashan ordered the monk to treat the guests: Come, I will give the fine goose meat pickled by this abbot to a jar with Prince Pan.
Facing Pan Yu's strange gaze, Fa Shan clasped his hands together, and I was practicing Hinayana Buddhism.
Pan Yu nodded. She read a lot of books and naturally knew.In Hinayana Buddhism, you can eat three pure foods, namely geese, deer, and calves meat, which is not considered a violation of the precepts.But in this era, few Buddhist disciples have practiced Hinayana Buddhism.
Moreover, she secretly doubted that the monk practiced meditation when he didn't want to speak, and practiced Hinayana Buddhism when he wanted to eat meat. If he wanted to be close to women, would he have to start practicing great joy meditation?
At the moment when Pan Yu was about to leave, Fashan suddenly laughed and said: That's right, the rich monk practiced Dahuanxi Zen, but it had nothing to do with the beauty of women.If you can eliminate all troubles, you will be able to enjoy the mystery of great joy.If you always feel happy in your heart, you don’t want to give it to a Buddha.
Pan Yu stopped and left without looking back.
Fashan weighed the brocade box in his hand and smiled and said: Prince Liang sent a thousand taels of gold, and Prince Pan sent a thousand taels of silver. I, a rich monk, couldn't even get poor even if I wanted to be poor.
Looking at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda that penetrated straight into the sky outside the window.
I couldn't help but remember that a long time ago, a monk in a temple believed in Hinayana Buddhism.
One day, a group of geese flew into the sky. A group of geese flew into the sky and said nonsense: Everyone has nothing to eat today. Buddha should know that we are hungry!Before he finished speaking, a goose fell to death in front of the monk. He was surprised and told all the monks in the temple that they believed that this was the Buddha who was teaching them.
When the geese fell, they buried the geese in a grand ceremony and built the tower, and named it the geese pagoda.
The monks at that time were happy for Buddha or for flesh?Or, what is the difference between the two?
If you have long happiness in your heart, why should you live forever outside your body?
As soon as Pan Yu returned home, he received new news from the palace.
The Empress had made up her mind to marry Princess Roujia to Pan Yu.
Compared to the illusory words of Shu Zi, the Empress still believes in her own judgment more.
……
In the small courtyard in Zhongnan Mountain, Xu Xian stood up from the chair and bowed: Brother Zhong, it’s been a long time since we saw you!
The rolling black smoke stopped suddenly, gradually dissipated and converged, revealing the human figures. Zhong Kui strode, held Xu Xian's hand, and said in surprise: Brother Xu, why are you here?
I am ordered to handle the funeral for you. The funeral has been completed and I am about to leave.Xu Xian felt that the spiritual power in his body was more pure, and knew that he had probably had some adventures, but it was not the time to say these things.
Your sister is inside, go and have a look!
Before Xu Xian finished speaking, he heard a scream behind him, Brother!
It turned out that Zhong Li heard the sound, rushed out of the door, held the porch, and looked at Zhong Kui in disbelief.
When Zhong Kui saw his relatives who had been away for a long time, he was also excited. Xiao Li, I'm back.
Zhong Li's eyes were red and his voice was trembling. You... are you really not dead?!I tried to reach out and touch Zhong Kui's hand. I felt that it was no different from a living person, not like a ghost at all, and I truly understood what Xu Xian said.
Zhong Kui sighed: This is a long story, and it can be considered a blessing in disguise!I will definitely take good care of you in the future.He is now a practitioner and no longer a poor scholar, and he is very confident in saying this.
Zhong Li suddenly became angry and said: If you want to die, you will die. If you want to live, who will take care of you? What have you taken care of me?He turned around and ran back into the house, but a few tears fell from the corner of his eyes.
Zhong Kui was stunned and wanted to chase him, but Xu Xian grabbed him and signaled Yun Yan to go in and comfort Zhong Li.
When Xu Xian saw Zhong Kui scolding her sister a few words, she was a little bit silly and couldn't speak. The majestic feeling just now disappeared completely and she smiled and sighed: Brother Zhong, you committed suicide for a moment of anger and gave up your order to be alone. It was not a real man's job, so it's no wonder she was angry!
Zhong Kui's face was flushed, but fortunately his face was pitch black and he couldn't show it. He just said: Brother Xu taught him the most, and Brother Xu taught him the most!
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