Chapter 506: Huashou Gate's Pre-Passed Wish Golden Palace Asks for a Good Fortune
Chapter 506: A wish is conveyed in front of Huashou Gate, and a fortune is sought in the Golden Palace for a good match
On the cliff, there are three eaves. There is a tight gap in the middle under the shortest eaves, just like two closed doors, with a stone lock in the middle.
Huashoumen is worthy of being called the first gate in China by the Buddhist community and has become a holy place for Buddhists to worship.
Golden Summit is more for sightseeing. If you come to Jizu Mountain to worship the Buddha, Huashoumen is a must.
At this time, the mountain breeze was blowing, the sun was setting in the west, and there were far fewer people. There were still a few monks and pilgrims worshiping in front of the door.
The number of people gradually decreased, two futons became available, and the two of them walked over.
Miss Long raised her hands, holding the golden key, and kowtowed deeply.
At this time, the evening bell rang, and the bells of the twenty-two temples in the mountain rang together. The mountains responded, as if they were conveying the girl's sincere wish to the Buddha. The bells seemed to be faintly heard from Huashoumen.
Everyone present was stunned, looking at the shining golden key in the white hands. The female bodyguard stood behind the crowd and couldn't help crying.
Long Teng burst into tears and knelt on the ground for a long time.
A large piece of the ground was wet, and even though the people around her didn't know what the girl's great wish was, they couldn't help but shed tears.
Long Teng suddenly raised his head and turned to look at He Huan, "Look there."
"Huh?" He Huan raised his head and followed her gaze to look at Huashoumen.
Long Teng smiled slightly, and after a while, he propped himself on the ground and prepared to stand up. He Huan quickly stood up, walked to the side and helped her up.
Looking at her ash-stained forehead and red and swollen eyes, I couldn't help but hug her into my arms. I didn't care that anyone was watching around me.
Although the bell in the door just sounded like an echo, like an auditory hallucination, the feeling is indescribable. Just like the bell heard in the prayer room of Wenfeng Temple, I heard the response again here. Cutting away the bones and cleansing the marrow, reaching straight to the soul
.
It makes people feel very smooth from head to toe, and the tears in that area have also shed fourteen years of longing and grievances, opening up like a lake in Yongji.
He Huan felt that she had calmed down.
The two of them took out the kumquats and oranges that old monk Xu Yun had in front of them from their pockets, and looked at each other. They had just eaten fruits at Kasyapa Hall, and they had kept these two in their pockets.
Xuyun paid his respects to the Huashou Gate and heard the bell ringing. Moreover, a rock next to the Huashou Gate looked like the face of an old monk. It was perfect to use his fruit to offer to the Buddha. He placed it respectfully on the stone sill in front of him.
Then, Long Teng pulled him and climbed towards the Golden Summit.
The female bodyguards were all shocked! Could it be that Miss Long was really attracted to this Neptune? After all, when people are sad, they are most likely to become attached to the people around them.
Others also looked at them without disturbing them, and hurriedly kowtowed in front of Huashou Gate.
When they arrived at the Sanguan Hall, He Huan said: "The Sanguan Hall, Tianguan, Diguan, Shuiguan, belongs to Taoism. In the past, there were many Taoist temples in Jizu Mountain, but this is the only one that exists now. Jizu Mountain is like this
An inclusive place.”
After passing the Sanguan Hall, we finally climbed to the Golden Summit.
It is worthy of the place where Xu Xiake left five poems. Although Xu Xiake thought that Mingkong was second-rate, the stunning scenery was indeed superb!
There are undulating mountains and rivers, and there is such a magnificent temple on the top of the cliff. Under the blue sky and white clouds, with thin snow covering the eaves, it is like a palace in heaven. It is solemn and quiet, very beautiful, and it is not cold at high places.
Because the evening bell had already been rung, the two of them went in first in order to avoid closing the door later.
The white walls and blue flowers of the mountain gate blend into the blue sky and white clouds. You can see the Golden Palace and White Tower inside, which is very harmonious.
"Look at this gate, it is the three drops of water, mountain flowers, and screen wall of the Bai folk residence. This is also a rich Bai custom. Because it was built by Bai craftsmen.
Throughout the dynasties, Dali has always been closely connected with the Central Plains. It has many craftsmen, advanced craftsmanship, and pioneers in aesthetics. Therefore, many of the temples and churches in Yunzhou were built by Dali Bai craftsmen."
Long Teng looked at the inscription on the wall: solemn land, benefit and affection.
"What does it mean to be affectionate?"
"This sentient being is not the sentient being we usually refer to. The sentient being in Buddhism refers to living beings with seven emotions and six desires, and sentient beings. This sentence means safeguarding the country and benefiting the country and the people. It is in line with modern mainstream values."
He Huan turned to look at the square, "Look, the national flag."
Sure enough, the national flag was flying in front of the solemn Buddha Kingdom.
"Many of the churches in Nujiang and the temples in Dali are flying national flags. This shows our tolerance and firm determination in border areas and towards other cultures."
The corners of Long Teng's mouth curled up slightly.
I used to think that temples were just temples and religious places. But following him, you will find that these places that were originally thought to be isolated from the secular world are deeply rooted in the secular world. They show history and current culture.
They were motionless, but they had overlapped colorful footprints.
Long Teng put her hand into his. She couldn't help but hold his hand. Although he didn't know how to make lotus flowers step by step, every step he took was colorful. Fourteen years later, the world in front of her was changing.
It wasn't until after him that it regained color.
The female bodyguard stood behind the crowd. It was Miss Long who took the initiative. She must have been tempted, right? Damn it! What should we do?
Watching the two holding hands and stepping into the mountain gate.
As soon as you enter, you will see the splendid Golden Palace.
The Golden Palace is the place where people ask for signatures, and it is also the most popular place on the Golden Summit. Many people queue up here to ask for signatures, and two people also queued up. Long Teng stood behind him.
Most of the people asking for visas were tourists. When they saw the little white dragon, they were very excited.
Before he could say hello, He Huan began to explain: "The Golden Dome comes from this Golden Temple.
The earliest record of Tianzhu Peak is that during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty, monks built a nunnery here. In the Jiajing year, Dali scholars built a palace here. In the Wanli year, the imperial censor built a pagoda. Later, many officials took action here.
Because the cliff here is extremely high, many people come here to risk their lives by jumping off the cliff. In order to prevent them from risking their lives, in the seventh year of Chongzhen's reign, Governor Zhang built a city, surrounded it, and built four viewing towers on the city.
Now, if you have to sacrifice your life, you can only go upstairs. You want to go upstairs, but you don’t have the key.”
There was a burst of laughter in the team, it was indeed the little white dragon!
"So, Governor Zhang is still a parent-official who loves the people. With the construction of the city wall and the Four Views Tower, Governor Zhang moved the Kasyapa Hall on the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and asked Xilai Temple to preside over the Mingkong and the top of the Kasyapa Hall.
In the ninth year of Chongzhen, Mu Tianbo asked Governor Zhang to move the Golden Palace from Paoma Mountain to Tianzhu Peak. However, Mu Tianbo did not move it here to give it to Master Mingkong, but because he believed that the family was in decline because of Jin's defeat of wood.
The current one at Paoma Mountain was cast by Wu Sangui. It turns out that when we were at Paoma Mountain, we said that the Golden Palace was built by a young man who loved cultivating immortals in the Wanli Year.
A governor built it for Lu Dongbin.
In other words, this Taoist Golden Temple later became the Buddhist Golden Temple. It is very flexible to move it wherever needed."
A tourist in front said: "You didn't tell us about it in Paoma Mountain!"
"Yes! I haven't even been to Paoma Mountain! When did you tell me?"
"speak Now!"
He Huan was speechless and looked back at Miss Long, "I'm talking to her!"
The fairy emerged from the collar of his down jacket.
"Oh." Everyone discovered that Xiao Bailong was not here to be a voluntary tour guide for everyone, but was actually working as a tour guide for everyone!
But the tourists were also very excited, what a blessing! They actually caught the little white dragon!
He looked curiously at the extremely beautiful girl behind him and the extremely beautiful cat in his clothes! His eyes were busy, his ears were busy, and his heart was also busy!
For a moment I didn’t know whether to envy her, the little white dragon or the cat.
He Huan has already continued, "At the end of the eleventh year of Chongzhen, Xu Xiake went to Jizu Mountain and stayed for a month. After the New Year, he was picked up by Mu Tusi to survey and tour western Yunnan for half a year.
In August of the twelfth year, Xu Xiake returned to Jizu Mountain and stayed for half a year. He wrote "Jizu Mountain Chronicles" and "Dian Travel Diary". He passionately composed five poems about the Four Views, which he called the most scenic spot in the country.
From then on, the top four views of Jizu Mountain became famous all over the world."
There was a queue at the door and no one wanted to go in.
"In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, Xu Xiake became seriously ill, and Chieftain Mu sent someone back to his hometown in Jiangyin, Jiangsu Province. In the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, he died of illness at home. Jizu Mountain became the end of Xu Xiake's life, and Jizu Mountain's travel notes became his final chapter. The final chapter."
The brother who was waiting in line at the door was pushed and quickly got out of the way, "You go first."
"There is this golden temple at the top of Tianzhu Peak, and it is called Jinding from now on. The temple here is also named Jinding Temple. With the golden temple, the incense in Jinding Temple is even more prosperous.
However, it failed to reverse the fate of the Mu family and the country. Three years later, the Qing army entered the pass, and the Ming Dynasty was destroyed. King Gui proclaimed himself emperor in Guangdong, established the Southern Ming Dynasty, and was known as the Yongli Emperor in history.
As the Qing army conquered the south, Emperor Yongli fled to Yunzhou, and Wu Sangui pursued him. Mu Tianbo and others escorted Emperor Yongli to flee to Burma, where he died for his country in the Burmese Curse Water Disaster.
From Zhu Yuanzhang, the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, to Zhu Youlang, the last emperor, from Mu Ying to Mu Tianbo, the Mu family opened up the southwest for the Ming Dynasty and guarded Yunzhou for 280 years. It can be regarded as one and the same, from generation to generation. Loyal minister."
Everyone looked up at this golden palace where the last Duke of Guizhou moved, never expecting it to be so rich in history!
He Huan said: "However, the original golden palace was destroyed during a special period. This one was rebuilt ten years ago. It is made of copper and gold foil, so you can see that it is brand new. It is not like Wu Sangui's one, which was oxidized. "
The tourists were speechless and started laughing again.
After He Huan finished speaking, everyone squirmed forward.
Many people look at them, most men look at Miss Dragon, and most women look at Little White Dragon.
The two wanted to hold hands again.
They were also ranked.
We walked into the temple together, asked for lots, and then came out to a deserted place.
He Huan unfolded it first, and wrote on the paper: You can travel through the four major continents, and the colorful clouds will welcome you to the door. There is great hope for fame and success, and you will naturally return if you get lost.
"I can understand all these signs."
Long Teng looked at it and smiled, "How did you get this lot?"
"That's right! If you get lost, you will return naturally, so I feel relieved."
Long Teng couldn't help laughing.
"and yours?"
Long Teng suddenly ran away.
Demo! She's still running!
Go to the railing and unfold it. The paper reads: Tigers and wolves are traveling in the deep mountains. Why do you need to look back? Once the wings flutter and the clouds fly away, the dragon and the colorful phoenix will return.
He Huan hugged the fairy and walked behind her, tilting his head, "What's yours?"
Long Teng quickly closed the paper, turned around and carried it behind his back, "I won't show it to you."
Judging from the raised corners of her mouth, it seemed that the draw was good.
I really wanted to see it, so I asked seductively: "Aren't you confused?"
"I can figure it out myself."
"Show it to me and I'll help you figure it out."
"I won't show it to you."
He Huan was speechless.
"What do you ask for?" Long Teng asked.
"I didn't ask for anything."
"Huh?" Long Teng's eyes widened. What else could he ask for when asking for a signature? He thought he was seeking a career with that signature!
"I don't remember my past life, and I don't know the next life. Now that I've come to this world, I should take a good look at it and make less regrets. The only thing I can control is this life, and only myself. So, I don't ask for it."
Long Teng looked at him, raised the corners of his mouth, took a step forward, hugged him, and leaned into his arms.
I pray to Buddha for peace of mind, but my heart still follows him.
He Huan also hugged her.
The female bodyguard looked at them from a distance and sighed, Miss Long is completely finished! Who can stop them?
"Amitabha!"
The two people turned around quickly, and a gentle young monk wearing glasses clasped his hands together. He Huan also quickly clasped his hands together.
"People in the world worship Buddha, whether for fame, profit, love, or the next life. Why don't the donors ask for it?"
"Why do I ask for it?"
"Then why did the donor worship Buddha?"
"Then why did master come to say hello to me?"
The monk smiled.
Long Teng also smiled, knowing that he was going to be dragged into chatting again. As expected, the monk liked to be friends with literati and have quarrels with each other.
The monk looked at the paper in his hand and said, "If you don't ask for it, why don't you give it to me?"
It still costs money to find someone else to unblock your signature!
He took the initiative to do this, so He Huan handed it to him. There was no suspense anyway, just to satisfy his desire for answers.
The monk unfolded the lottery paper and nodded with a smile, "The donor drew the top lottery! You can go wherever you want from all over the world, and there will be people to greet you wherever you go. If you set up your own business, you will be famous all over the world."
Long Teng looked at him with a smile on his face.
Looking at "getting lost and returning naturally", the monk looked up at him.
"What's wrong?" He Huan was curious. Did he see that he was a road fool?
"Nothing." The monk returned the paper to him and asked Long Teng: "Donor, do you understand?"
Long Teng handed it to him. He Huan's eyes widened, why? Not to him! Give it to him?
The monk took it and unfolded it, then looked at He Huan and said, "Okay, if you get lost, you will naturally return. The dragon will be accompanied by the colorful phoenix. Good things come in many years, and a good relationship will come."
Long Teng looked happy, and He Huan couldn't help it. He didn't care about etiquette anymore, took the signature paper from the monk's hand, looked at it, and smiled.
The two of them didn't pay attention to the monk's words that good things come only in time. They looked at each other and smiled.
The monk looked at them and then at He Huan, "The donor has nothing to ask for, why are you so happy?"
He Huan was speechless, and Long Teng couldn't help laughing.
This monk must be a bad guy!
In fact, many monks are gangsters, so He Huan can accept this.
He replied: "I didn't ask for anything, God gave me a good match."
The monk smiled and said, "Where will the donor stay at night?"
"Hotel."
"Let's stay in the temple."
Long Teng looked up at him.
He Huan also lowered his head and looked at her, "Both of us."
The monk nodded, "Okay."
He Huan rubbed the fairy's head, and the monk nodded again.
"Okay." He Huan said, "You don't have dinner, right? We watched the sunset outside and then went back after eating."
"Okay, you can come to the Sutra Library later to find me. My name is Chengkong."
It's empty again! Long Teng smiled.
After bidding farewell to Chengkong and walking away, Long Teng said: "You really recruit a monk!"
He Huan was speechless, "He was the one who recruited me. I thought he was just bored. Originally, the interpretation of autographs was the business of those roadside masters, and all the serious monks read scriptures. So why do you think he wanted to make an appointment at the Sutra Library?"
Long Teng was surprised, "He won't argue with you all night, right?"
"If you draw a good lot today, the gentleman will sacrifice his life to accompany the monk."
Long Teng laughed.
The female bodyguard watched them walk away, worried to death! She was far away and didn’t hear what the monk said to them. What kind of sign was this asking for? So happy!