Chapter 1,243 Zen Master

Zhang Shangying said: "Zen Master's Wonderful Theory, judging from your accent, do you think you are also from Sichuan?"

The old monk returned the gift and took out a string of colorful glass rosary beads: "That's good. The monk's name is Keqin. He has been studying in Zhaojue Temple for thirty years."

Zhang Shangying was shocked when he heard this and changed it to Shu pronunciation: "It turns out that it was Zen Master Foguo who was in person! Shangying was polite."

The old monk smiled and said: "It turns out to be my little fellow countryman. Let's go. The monk invites you two to have tea."

When they arrived at the Zen room, the old monk invited Zhang Shangying and his wife to sit down, performed a tea ceremony, and poured tea for them.

Zhang Shangying held up the cup and her heart surged: "Emei snow buds have not been seen for ten years."

The old monk said: "If you want it, go and seek it. If your heart is moved and you don't seek it, it will turn into a hindrance and it will be difficult to get rid of it."

Zhang Shangying put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "It's just a cup of tea, you can put it down."

The old monk smiled and said: "The donor asked just now, what kind of Buddha is in the eyes of the world. "Huayan" shows the realm, the management is completely true, and there is no false dharma in the beginning. There is no one or two differences among all living beings who have attained the Buddha's heart. Here we meet the Patriarch Xi.

Are you here for the same purpose but for separation?"

Zhang Shangying thought for a moment: "Same."

Keqin shook his head: "There is no need to negotiate."

Zhang Shangying's face showed a slight look of anger.

The old monk didn't take it seriously and continued: "Don't you see that Yunmen has suffered from mountains and rivers? There is no fault at all, it's just a passing hook."

"It's so straight that you can't even see the color, and it's only half-lifted at the beginning. What's more, you should know that there is a season for full-lifting."

"Peter Mountain and Linji, aren't they all mentioned?"

This is one of the five gates and seven sects of today's Buddhism. Zhang Shangying nodded silently, expressed his approval, and said: "Shangying has studied Buddhist scriptures for many years and believes that the realm of Buddhism is to act in the Dharma Realm, to govern the Dharma Realm, and to govern things without hindering the Dharma Realm."

Keqin asked: "Do lay people think that when you reach the supreme director and do not interfere with the Dharma Realm, you can say that you are Zen?"

Zhang Shangying touched his palm and said, "It's just right to talk about Zen."

Keqin smiled and said: "Otherwise, as the layman said, it is still within the Dharma Realm. If the Dharma Realm is not destroyed, it means there is Dharma."

"Only when everything does not hinder the Dharma Realm and the Dharma Realm is destroyed can it be easy to talk about Zen."

"How can you be a Buddha when you reach that state? A stick of dried excrement weighs three kilograms of hemp."

This statement opened Zhang Shangying's eyes: "How can it be easy to hear such a beautiful theory?"

Ke Qin He Shi: "There is a true pure verse. Sing it to help the lay people have no trouble in everything and be at ease. Hold the pig's head in your hand and recite the pure precepts. While you are out of the brothel, you have not paid off your wine debt. When you cross the street, you untie the cloth bag."

Zhang Shangying laughed loudly: "But it turns out that we are from the same group! This verse is probably not that person's style! It was written to Huiming of the Pig Roast House!"

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Zhongjing Road, Jingxi Hunting Garden.

Yelu Hongji was galloping on his horse with his four-year-old grandson in front of his saddle.

The steed of Lord Liao was bred from overseas horse breeds introduced by Su You. It was the best in the world and left the guards far behind.

Little Yanxi excitedly pointed to the edge of a bush: "Huang Weng Weng, deer! Big deer!"

Yelu Hongji raised his precious bow and set the golden arrow on it: "Yanxi, look at my eyes when I take it."

Little Yanxi clapped her hands: "Weng Weng, shoot quickly!"

Yelu Hongji smiled and said: "Then hold on to the saddle bridge yourself."

Little Yanxi grabbed the copper ring on the saddle bridge with both hands. Yelu Hongji pinched the horse's belly, and the white horse immediately rushed towards the wild deer by the forest.

The wild deer was frightened and was about to run away, but the white horse had already rushed within ten steps of the wild deer. Yelu Hongji raised his arrow and dropped it. The golden arrow penetrated the giant deer's left eye straight into the brain. The deer immediately fell to the ground and kicked a few times.

Just kill him.

Little Yanxi clapped her hands: "Grandpa is so awesome! Ouch..."

But he forgot that he was still running and fell towards the horse.

Yelu Hongji grabbed his right arm and held his precious grandson under his arm: "You kid, you don't want to live anymore?!"

Little Yanxi kicked her legs in the air: "Grandpa, let me down, I want to see the big deer!"

Yelu Hongji laughed loudly: "Okay! You are born with courage!"

He bent down and put him down: "Go!"

As soon as Xiao Yanxi's feet landed on the ground, he took out the small saber from his waist and chopped off the antlers of the big deer: "Kill! Kill!"

Yelu Hongji put the bow into the bow bag, got off the horse and said, "Little fool, come here, grandpa will teach you!"

Walking to the big deer, Yelu Hongji took out a pocket knife and opened the blade. He asked Yanxi to hold the handle of the knife, then grabbed his hand and led him to cut the big deer's belly with the knife and take out the deer's heart.

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He cut a piece of deer heart and gave it to Yanxi: "Here, eat it while it's hot, it's the most crispy!"

Yanxi took a bite and then stuffed it into Yelu Hongji's mouth: "Weng Weng, you eat too."

Yelu Hongji opened his mouth to catch the deer heart slices offered by Yanxi: "Hahaha, my grandson is so sensible!"

The grandfather and grandson had a great time eating there. Yanxi looked at the folding knife in Yelu Hongji's hand and was curious about the pattern on the blade.

Yelu Hongji said: "This is something presented by the Song Dynasty people on Zhangzi Island. In fact, the steel quality is similar to our Daliao iron sword, but it is more bells and whistles. Do you like it?"

Little Yanxi nodded.

Yelu Hongji smiled and said: "If you like it, take it! Weng Weng gave it to you!"

Yanxi happily took it: "I'll cut the deer's liver for Weng Weng!"

Yelu Hongji didn't stop him, he just warned: "Be careful with your hands, they are sharp!"

A group of guards rushed over anxiously. The leading warrior rolled off his saddle and dismounted, and ran to Yelu Yanxi: "My lord, are you okay?"

A Han official who looked like an old Confucian in the team also got off his horse and walked up to Yelu Hongji: "See your Majesty."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted to the guard: "Your Majesty is here, Xiao Wu, you are rude!"

"Hey" Yelu Hongji waved his hands and looked at the emperor's grandson who stuffed deer liver into Xiao Wuna's mouth with a smile: "Xiao Wuna is loyal and only has eyes for his little master. This is very good. Don't blame him.

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Wang Shiru bowed and said: "Yes."

After that, he advised: "Your Majesty, the emperor's grandson is still very young. He may be injured if he rides a horse and gallops. If your majesty loves him dearly, please walk slowly when riding with him and don't run like this again today."

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Yelu Hongji thought about how Yanxi almost fell from power just now, nodded and said: "Well, I read the advice and it's true, it won't happen next time. Why did you come here? Is there something going on in the court?"

Wang Shiru looked at the lush forests and gurgling streams around him, and sighed in his heart: "Your Majesty, the migratory locusts on Xijing Road and Nanjing Road are serious, and the people's life is difficult. Yelu Shensi, the general manager of Nanjing Road, and Xiao Weixin, who stayed behind, reported to Mongolian Song Dynasty Fuguo

Through his mediation, the Emperor of Song not only agreed to our request for help, but also agreed to send personnel to the Eastern Dynasty to help."

Yelu Hongji frowned: "But why is there so much trouble?"

Wang Shiru said: "I heard that people in the Song Dynasty had a set of methods for disaster relief, but we don't quite understand what they did."

He hesitated for a moment: "In the Song Dynasty, Hebei Province was hit by disasters almost every year in the past ten years, but it has been prosperous in recent years. The year before last and the year before last, even the prefectures and counties along the river suffered major disasters, but it seems that Hebei was not affected.

The impact...seems to be very effective."

"According to what Yelu Shensi said, the Song Dynasty can now make normal years like good years and disaster years like ordinary years. If we in the Liao Dynasty learn this... system, Nanjing and Xijing will be more consolidated."

Yelu Hongji sighed: "The celestial phenomena in the two realms... used to be a great harvest every year. If not for this, Daliao would not have the food and grass to go south to Chanzhou. Why have disasters started to occur in recent years?"

Wang Shiru said: "According to the report from the Ministry of Industry, the two canals were quite useful at the beginning of the founding of the Liao Dynasty, but they have not been repaired for nearly a hundred years, and they have not been restored after floods. Good craftsmen, great craftsmen,

All of them have withered away, and water conservancy talents are extremely scarce."

"The canals are in disrepair for a long time, the land cannot be irrigated, and the embankments cannot be repaired, which will easily lead to flooding. Shi Chun requested the court to recruit water conservancy talents with large sums of money, allocate funds to repair the canals, and restore the farming interests of the two states in the early days of the country."

Yelu Hongji disagreed: "He has always known about asking for money. Manjusri slave came back from a mission and presented the blueprint of the crane-shank crossbow. I gave him a thousand taels of gold and asked him to copy it, but nothing has been accomplished so far!"

Wang Shiru hurriedly said: "According to the old minister, the Song Dynasty crane-shank crossbow, if there is no problem with Manjusri Nu's drawings, then the key lies in the material and manufacturing process of the soft steel spring and bow string. With the current level of engineering technology in Daliao, it is really impossible

It’s difficult to do.”
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