The semicircular avenue is like the two wings of the Mahavira.
They walked along the avenue on the left.
The shadows cast by tall trees form a shade.
They walked in the shade of the trees and passed by the life-release pond, where the lotus flowers were swaying, as if they were greeting them.
"I like this place!" Lin Feiyang praised: "It's spacious and not petty at all!"
Fakong nodded.
At least standing on the steps of the Main Hall and looking at the vast scene in front of you will make your heart open.
When they arrived at the Main Hall, two monks were busy.
A young monk with white beard and eyebrows was wiping the incense burner.
This monk has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and is extremely handsome. Even though his beard and eyebrows are as white as an old man's, he still gives people a feeling of high spirits.
He gently wiped the incense burner with a rag, as gently as if he were stroking it. His handsome face was tense, but his eyes were soft.
There was almost no incense soil in the dark incense burner, and three long incense sticks were burning slowly, emitting a faint scent of sandalwood.
Another monk is wiping the steps.
His beard and eyebrows are both white, and his face is as rosy and smooth as a baby's, with a smile on his face.
I buried my head and wiped it carefully, not missing every inch, as if there was only one thing in the world, my mind was not distracted, and I was focused.
The emptiness of the Dharma combines with the tithe.
"Yuan Ye, Yuan Deng, the new abbot has arrived!" Yuan Sheng said coldly.
The two raised their heads.
"Yuanye has met the abbot." Monk Junyi put down the rag and titheted.
Another old monk with a red face also put down the rag and said with a smile: "Finally we have an abbot, and we can open the temple door to welcome pilgrims."
Fakong Heshi smiled: "Uncle Yuanye, Uncle Yuandeng, I have to continue to work hard for you to manage the temple. I, the abbot, came here to study, to see the prosperity of Shenjing, to sharpen the Buddha's heart, I probably can't support others.
hospital."
The two looked at each other.
Yuanye Junyi's face was slightly stretched, and his expression was stern: "Abbott, are you here to fool around?"
"Alas..." Yuan Deng shook his head and sighed: "The previous abbot Yuan Xin came here just to mess around, and so do you, nephew of Master Fakong. It seems that our King Kong Villa has no intention of getting ahead."
"Uncle Yuan Xin's methods are so powerful that I can't compare to them." Fakong smiled and said, "Just do it the same as before."
He has seen Yuan Xin's methods from his own eyes, and they are really powerful.
"Yes." The two of them responded perfunctorily, one continued to wipe the incense burner, and the other continued to wipe the steps.
Lin Feiyang opened his mouth and looked at Fa Kong.
No matter how stupid you are, you know better than to say such discouraging words. The first thing a new official should do when taking office is to light up the fire so that people can see hope and have a sense of purpose, so that they can work hard.
Monk Fakong was good. Instead of lighting the fire, he poured water on it, which made people's hearts feel cold.
How can this abbot do such a good job!
He shook his head secretly: No experience, no experience!
Yuan Sheng said coldly: "Abbott, please follow me into the palace."
Fa Kong entered the main hall, Heshi saluted the first founder of Vajra Temple, and then exited the hall.
The side halls on both sides were dedicated to several patriarchs, all of whom had attained Vajra status. He came forward one by one to pay homage to them.
There are verandahs on both sides of the main hall, like two arms stretched sideways.
There is a moon gate on the right side of the Main Hall. After passing through the gate, you will see a huge lotus pond.
On the nine-story high platform in the center of the lotus pond is a large sutra-storing pavilion, covering an area of more than 300 square meters.
A veranda of more than 100 meters connects the Main Hall and the Sutra Pavilion.
In the lotus pond, the bright lotus flowers swayed gently, and fish poked their heads out from time to time, then quickly retracted into the water.
Everyone came to the Sutra Collection Pavilion and pushed open the door.
Rows of bookshelves, filled to the brim, go straight up to the fourth floor.
There is a big brass bell on the fourth floor. The round wood that strikes the bell is painted purple and is actually made of red sandalwood.
"Uncle Huiling is in charge here." Yuan Sheng said coldly: "But Uncle Huiling has always been playful and often disappears without a trace."
"What a beautiful scenery." Fakong stood by the clock and admired.
It has four floors and is about 20 meters tall. In its previous life, it was equivalent to the seventh floor. It is already a high-rise building in Shenjing.
You can see restaurants not far away. These restaurants are built higher.
It is about two thousand meters away from the Forbidden Palace. It is impossible to see the Forbidden Palace clearly without excellent eyesight. High-rise buildings are prohibited within the 500-meter radius of the Forbidden Palace.
But for him, two thousand meters is not a problem.
Standing here, he could clearly see the entire Suzaku Avenue, and could see the diners inside through the windows of the restaurants.
It's breakfast time.
There are countless breakfast stalls on both sides of Zhuque Avenue, and the aroma of various foods wafts out.
The entire Shenjing seemed to be enveloped in the aroma of food.
If you like cheap food, go to roadside stalls to eat. If you like fancy and sophisticated food, go to restaurants. Each has its own place to eat.
A gust of breeze blew, bringing with it a burst of attractive fragrance.
Fakong said: "Now that you've finished reading, let's go out to eat."
"We have food in the temple." Yuan Sheng said coldly, "Besides, I haven't even seen where you live, abbot."
"First go and pay homage to the stupa." Fa Kong pointed to the last courtyard.
In the center of the courtyard on the last floor is the stupa.
The nine-story stupa built of blue bricks is full of traces of time, mottled and dilapidated, and looks like it will collapse at any time.
After Fakongheshi paid his respects, he went to a large courtyard next to the Sutra Pavilion.
This is a very spacious courtyard, which is the residence of the abbot Fa Kongshen.
The courtyard ahead is smaller and is where Yuansheng and the four of them live.
Everything was kept clean and spotless.
Fakong and Lin Feiyang left the courtyard and walked out of the door. Yuansheng slammed the door shut.
Lin Feiyang curled his lips: "He has such a big temper, as if he is the abbot."
Fakong smiled and waved his hands, looking at Feitian Temple next to him.
The door of Feitian Temple is open, and people come and go.
The pilgrims coming and going remained quiet and looked solemn.
"Alas..." Lin Feiyang shook his head and said, "Look over there and then over here. It's like a slap in the face. I can't bear it."
Fakong smiled: "Feitian Temple, it's natural for there to be many pilgrims."
"How can it be taken for granted?" Lin Feiyang was puzzled.
Fakong shook his head and smiled.
Lin Feiyang became more and more itchy: "Monk, please tell me quickly."
"You can go and see for yourself," Fakong said with a smile: "They don't recognize you yet, so you might as well go and see it."
"Okay." Lin Feiyang readily agreed, "I'll go there when I get back from dinner."
Lin Feiyang was familiar with Shenjing City, especially the food, so he took Fa Kong to the second floor of Guanyun Building.
I found a seat by the window and skillfully ordered a few dishes. Soon a table was set, full of dishes and the aroma was fragrant.
Fa Kong sat by the window and looked at the bustling crowd below: "It seems that there is no drought."
Lin Feiyang snorted: "Isn't it your ability to believe in the prince?"
"He confiscated all the grain shops. This offended all the grain shops and the owners behind them. The price of food did not increase at all. Food was distributed to the victims outside the city. Alas..."
He shook his head: "I have never heard of anyone daring to do this. I also know that we produce so much food. Even if we don't farm for a year, we will still be hungry!"
Fakong listened indifferently and looked at the people on the street.
Everyone looked relaxed and unhurried.
Lin Feiyang said: "That's King Xin. He was born in the military. This time he actually mobilized military ships to transport food directly to us from the south. There were one warship after another, dozens of ships every day. Come here, everyone is confident and don’t panic at all.”
Fa Kong was thoughtful.
Does Daqian really have so much food?
Fakong was wearing a purple and gold cassock. Sitting in this restaurant, he naturally attracted a lot of attention, but he remained calm.
Lin Feiyang didn't care about other people's eyes and spoke as if no one else was watching.
People around him took a look at Fokong, because Feitian Temple and Kongang Temple were nearby, so it was not surprising to see the monk.
They stopped looking at it and spoke their own words.
"Alas... God has gone too far. It's time for a rain. Otherwise, the water in the well will almost bottom out."
"The well in my house has been intermittent. If it doesn't rain, it will be really bad!"
"It's a pity. No matter how good the Lord is, he can't make it rain. He can only solve our stomach problem."
"Go to Anhe to fetch water. Let it go home and let it boil. You can drink it after boiling it."
"The Shenwei Army is already guarding the place. You are not allowed to fetch water privately. They say it will affect the passage of military ships on the river and the transportation of food."
"God, I really don't want anyone to live!"
Fa Kong suddenly felt something.
He put down his chopsticks, took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then took out a wordless Buddhist scripture from his arms.
Opening the first page, the three words are clearer. You can already clearly see that these three words are composed of countless small words.
It's a pity that I can't read these small characters.
"What are you looking at!" Lin Feiyang threw a meat bun into his mouth in one breath, chewed it slowly, and glanced at it.
Fakong ignored him and continued to read the small characters, trying to see clearly what these small characters looked like, and he really saw two small characters clearly.
It's a pity that I don't recognize any of them.
He could feel that these small characters and the three big characters were in the same vein and formed a whole of their own.
Lin Feiyang laughed: "There's nothing there, I thought there were flowers on it!"
What Lin Feiyang saw was an empty space with no words.
Fakong glanced at him and continued to stare at the small characters. He saw two more small characters clearly and did not recognize them.
"Who is the most famous learned man in Shenjing City?"
"Well..." This question stopped Lin Feiyang.
If you ask Lin Feiyang who are the masters in Shenjing City, he knows better. He doesn't care about those literati at all.
"Inquire about it," Fakong said.
Lin Feiyang patted his chest and wrapped it around himself.
After eating, the two of them went down to Guanyun Tower and walked on the bustling Zhuque Avenue, stopping to take a look from time to time.
By this time, most of the morning stalls had been taken away, and the shops on both sides were open. The clerks were working hard to clean and attract customers.
When Fakong returned to the other courtyard, he found that several people were already standing at the gate.
The temples of the eight guards were bulging and their spirits were strong.
The delicate and sweet Mrs. Xu is holding Xu Qingluo, with two little boys at her feet tugging on her clothes, and a handsome young man standing next to her.
Fakong knew the identity of this young man, Xu Enzhi, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Xu Enzhi stepped forward and titheed: "Xu Enzhi, who was born late, has met Master Fakong."
"You're welcome, Mr. Xu, please come in." Fa Kongheshi then saluted Mrs. Xu and smiled at Xu Qingluo and the two little boys.
Lin Feiyang stepped forward and knocked on the door. Yuan Sheng opened the door coldly and invited them in.
The group of people went straight to Fakong's courtyard.