Entering the courtyard is the main hall. Luo Zeshanjun has undergone earth-shaking changes from his original appearance.
Even though it had been renovated before, it was still a clay sculpture made of straw, which looked inconspicuous. This time, a thousand taels of gold ingots were melted on site and pasted on layer after layer of gold foil. It cost 500 taels of fine snowflakes just for the craftsmanship.
silver!
The master who was halfway done applying gold foil gave a tired and wry smile:
"Mr. Da, with so much gold, it's really not as good as destroying the statue and rebuilding a hollow pure gold statue. It's more beautiful and simpler."
Chaitino shook his head:
"Painting skin is harder than painting bones. If we did that, would Mr. Luo Ze still be the same Mr. Luo Ze?"
"Mr. Da, you are overly worried. I started out as a statue maker, and I understand the truth. Gods have spirits, and they will naturally enter into a new body."
"Is this happening?"
Chai Tiannuo raised his eyebrows. He really didn't have much research on Shinto, and he really didn't understand the principles here.
"Of course, old man, I have been working in this business for more than forty years, and I have witnessed the gods move four or five times!"
Having said this, the master pointed to his own eyes, and Chaitino nodded slightly. The more he did, the more profound the consequences were, and the master, who was originally just an ordinary person, had some supernatural abilities.
This is similar to the birth of certain spirits. If there are too many causes and effects, extraordinary things will naturally happen.
Looking at the statue covered with nearly a hundred layers of gold foil, Chaitino shook his head lightly:
"Master, it's better to post it higher, Mr. Luo Zeshan is different from others."
Since the benefactor had a request, the master did everything he could. After all, the wages were paid in real money. Although he was tired, he was happy to see the generous money.
After the newly built mountain temple was completed, Chai Tiannuo specially invited a group of Taoist priests from a distance to consecrate the statue again. After that, he wore brand new divine robes, a purple-red robe and a golden statue. The majesty was much stronger than before.
point!
"Mr. Da, why are you wearing two layers of clothes with Mr. Luo Zeshan?"
The new Miao Zhu was a little confused. Chai Tiannuo smiled and said:
"Nothing else, it's just that if you borrow something, it's not difficult to borrow it again."
Miao Zhu was a couple. The man was a porter. His leg was broken by a stone not long ago. After he recovered, he became a cripple and could not make a living. Chaitino invited them to come here to look after the temple.
After all, there are so many good things, and I am afraid that thieves will miss them.
Gu Jin paid Cai Tiannuo one hundred taels in one lump sum, plus the three acres of sloping land specially set aside for the couple. It was enough to make a living, and it was impossible to say that there would be a lot of profit when the temple in the future became popular.
When we came down the mountain the next day, Chaitino had his own time in the morning, and in the afternoon he was still giving lectures. Countless students wanted to enter the scripture class, but they were all declined by Chaitino.
Fengcheng Jiaoyu also came to ask, Chai Tiannuo said with a smile:
"During this period, I need to calm down and publish a collection of poems. I'll wait until the time comes. After all, the academy also needs to be renovated. The former Bible class building was indeed a bit small."
Hearing this, Fengcheng Jiaoquan was overjoyed. Mr. Da felt that the house was small, so the scripture class must be expanding its enrollment, which is a good thing, a big good thing!
In the spring of April, Mr. Chai Da's collection of poems was published all over the country, causing a sensation again. The great Confucian scholar who was good at poetry couldn't put it down, but said with a wry smile:
"Mr. Da is a natural-chosen talent with unparalleled talents. Once the collection of poems is published, his sharp edge is revealed. We and other literary people may be mute for decades if they write this poem. It is really incomparable!"
Restaurants and gardens, places of interest and historic sites are full of literati and poets reciting Chaitino's poems. The name of Mr. Chai Da and the Shang Dynasty are almost universally known, and even a three-year-old child is catchy.
It's just that poetry is literary and romantic, and some people like it and some people hate it. Some people with ulterior motives are doing harm behind the scenes, and bad voices gradually start to sound.
The person she was referring to was Liu Yuzhen, Mrs. Liu known to outsiders as Mrs. Liu.
Just as Zong Zhengqing, the magistrate of Feng County, worried before, no matter how well-known a virtuous person is, if he gets involved in affairs between men and women, most of his reputation will be ruined.
What's more, Chai Tiannuo and Liu Yuzhen had different surnames, and they met again decades later. In addition, Chai Tiannuo also had different origins. For a time, the idea that the romantic scholar had poor moral character started to spread.
Liu Yuzhen felt very sad after hearing this. She pulled Chai Tiannuo's sleeves and cried, wanting to take Xuanxuan away, but in the end she couldn't let go of her only relative in the world.
Chai Tiannuo smiled, rubbed her head like a child, and said seriously:
"As a human being, how can we be influenced by people like flies and dogs? Besides, if someone's reputation is so easily ruined by others, wouldn't the word "Haoran" lose its effectiveness?"
Later, the magistrate of Qingliang Prefecture also came here specially, and Fengcheng County Magistrate Zongzheng Qingjiao Quanxin came to the door to discuss how to deal with it. After all, Mr. Da was under the rule, so he should take care of himself when something happened.
What's more, if this matter is fishy, there must be some evil hand hiding in the dark to cause trouble.
Unlike everyone else who looked solemn, Chai Tiannuo's face was calm and relaxed, he smiled and shook his head and said:
"There is no need to explain or deal with. People in the world slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, belittle me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me. How should I deal with it?"
"Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, wait for a few years and you can see him."
The words were so profound that the four adults felt their hearts shaken and couldn't help but cross their hands and salute at the same time. They were taught!
The classroom building has been expanded, and not only the current scholars have been recruited, but also two private school teachers from Fengcheng, as well as teachers from Qingliang Mansion and other cities who dare to come to seek advice, the number of whom is exactly half a hundred.
"A person's power is limited, but if he spreads his master's teachings to others, this is the beginning of enlightenment for the people."
At the beginning of the class, Chaitino told several adults who came to watch the ceremony, his eyes were even more profound, that this was the beginning of his education in the world!
The stigma was widely spread at first, and then disappeared very quickly. The process was a bit bizarre.
Many literati who spread falsehoods suffered disasters at almost the same time. Some were knocked to the ground by statues of gods while they were worshiping devoutly, and their legs were twisted into twists. If they had not been slightly tilted, eighty people would have been turned into minced meat.
The most common ones are that soon after spreading rumors, they were hit by cars, kicked by horses, and struck by lightning, and no one could escape.
One thing can be said to be a coincidence, but countless things came together to cause an uproar. Just when people were panicking, the court issued an official document. These people deserved it. They slandered others' reputations with false things and got retribution. They deserved it!
Qianfeng Zhenren, the leader of the Shangguo Palace, also came forward to explain that Mr. Chai Da had immeasurable merits in enlightening the world and had his own laws and principles to protect himself. Just as the court said, those people have all received their retribution!
Not long afterward, a famous literary figure living in the capital of a certain state committed suicide by hanging from a beam, and the incident disappeared quietly.
Time flies, and spring comes and goes again. Mr. Chai Da, also known as Mr. Haoran, is even more famous. Several new works have been spread throughout the Shang Kingdom, and his reputation is unparalleled.
In the afternoon after dinner that day, Chaitino sat under the peach and plum tree and drank tea with the fragrance of flowers, and petals falling from time to time.
Looking at the two big trees with dense flowers and leaves, Chaitino felt in his heart that these two trees might bear fruit this year.
"Uncle and uncle, look!"
Xuanxuan, who was a lot bigger than last year, ran over with a bound, and a fairy mountain and jade appeared above her finger.