Chapter 1528: Xinglong Temple, whose home court is it?
"There are abandoned islands on the horizontal bridge, the vast sky is full of wasteland, the wind and moon meet the confidant, and the lake and mountain master..."
"Oh! Duke Yaofu, this seems to be a poem by Sima Xianggong, a famous official in the Northern Song Dynasty. However, this Duke Sima has made us and the country very cursed in "Zizhi Tongjian"..."
"Haha! Knowing small etiquette without great righteousness, focusing on small matters without great virtue, focusing on the last matter and neglecting shame, fearing power without virtue, being strong will lead to bandits, and weak will lead to humility... You are talking about this sentence
Is it? Although the Song people's evaluation is biased, using these words as a mirror, it can reflect a lot!... However, the Song people have passed away for four hundred years, and our country and I have been bathed in the Tang style for four hundred years, and we have already been with
The past is different..."
"Oh, really? The current chaotic times of the shogunate... the Buddha blesses! I hope it is as Yaofu said!..."
The gentle spring breeze blows on the banks of Yuehu Lake southwest of Ningbo. More than a dozen envoys strolled in it, looking at the wonderful scenery, they couldn't help but shake the folding fan and recite poems from the Tang and Song dynasties.
As a translation expert, Shi Wende followed with a serious expression. He did not want to be too close to the mission, as this would arouse too many "unbearable" pasts. But the governor's vassal
Taiwan had already given him orders to keep him paying attention to the movements and situations of people at all times, be a qualified "spy" and avoid any trouble.
In fact, the nameplate of protection given to him by Zhang Fantai was to drive him to the advance rewards and orders he gave today. How could the rewards and orders of Fantai be rejected? As a last resort, Shi Wende had to go every day.
Running with others. In the mission of Heren, the merchants on both sides who quarreled in the guesthouse had their acquaintances, which really embarrassed him inside and outside. Therefore, the leaders of the mission of Heren were "traveling around the mountains" everywhere
Playing with water” is a bit easier...
"Siming has three thousand miles, and the sun rises and red lights disperse, shining on the snow cliff... Shi Shanyou, after visiting Yuehu today, why not go to Siming Mountain tomorrow?..."
Morino smiled and suddenly turned his head, looked at Shi Wende, a generalist in the translation, and made a new proposal. Shi Wende's expression froze, and always felt that this "smiling face" of the Chinese monk was not a kind-hearted person.
Good monk. He thought about the location of Siming Mountain, hesitated for a moment, and replied to Kiyoshi Morino.
"Sitting in the forest, I dare not call myself a good friend, just ask me to do business... Siming Mountain is too far away from the city, and it is quite steep and difficult to move around. First, it is not very convenient, and second, it is necessary to ensure the safety of the noble people...
There is no approval from the Maritime Bureau or the Prefectural Office, so I dare not take you there..."
"Oh! So that's it!..."
Kiyoshi Morino suddenly realized his face and shook his head in disappointment. He glanced at the thoughtful envoy Yaofu Shouhuang, then looked at Shi Wende, who was nervous and said with a smile.
"Blessed by Buddha! Since that's the case, then go to Xinglong Temple tomorrow! It's very close to the city and is an ancient temple passed down from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. All the tribute missions have visited and talked about the practice of Buddha's Zen... Please do something about it.
Get up early tomorrow and take me to wait..."
"Xinglong Temple in the suburbs of the city? Okay, I dare not obey your orders!"
Seeing Shi Wende nodded happily and relieved, Morino Qing blinked and looked at the older envoy Yaofu Shouhuang.
"Yaofu Gong, today we will circle the lake, and tomorrow we will have the strength to visit Xinglong Temple together?"
The envoy Yaofu Shouhuang smiled gently and shook his head. He pointed to something and said with emotion.
"Old, old! I'm running around for a day today, I really can't walk, I can't compare to you young people... I have to rest tomorrow. I'll sit in the Senju, or you will take the others with me, and this magnificent translator's knowledge
Go!..."
"Ah! OK. Mr. Yao, I will make a wish to burn incense for you in front of the Buddha..."
Morino nodded and smiled gratefully to Yaofu Shouhuang. Shi Wende was confused and his itinerary was finalized tomorrow. On the plaque of the guesthouse "Guan the Light of the Country", the many secretly buried spider silks were connected into one, but they didn't know
What a certain fate.
The sunset and the moon rises, and the quiet day passed in a blink of an eye. Early in the morning the next morning, Morino Kiyoshi took a few people and Ming people to Shi Wende, and went to Xinglong Temple to burn incense. Shi Wende, and Shi Wende took a few people and Ming people to translate the article.
I have arranged a servant in advance and reported to the temple yesterday.
Xinglong Temple is backed by the green mountains and facing the Yongjiang River, and has a long history. It integrates the beauty of the mountains and rivers with the Buddhist atmosphere. The scenery is elegant and solemn from a distance, and is full of natural aura when you look up at it. The group of people climbed the mountain gate and saw ancient trees on both sides.
The towering sky, the trunks of ginkgo and pine and cypress trees have been vigorous for hundreds of years, forming a tree-lined avenue that covers the sun. A few hundred steps further forward, you can see the quaint and vicissitudes of temple walls, the lotus pond in the atrium, and the Main Hall in the distance.
A kind-hearted old abbot sat cross-legged in front of the lotus pond that had not bloomed in spring with a few young monks. When he saw the troupe of people coming towards him, he didn't get up, just smiled with a flower.
, asked lightly.
"Who is coming?"
Shi Wende was stunned, and the big man was confused. He reached into his arms and was about to take out the "sincere" offering. But Kiyoshi Morino took a step forward and bowed with a smile, saying the strange Tang Yan with a Ningbo accent
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"No name or surname."
“Where are you going?”
"Go to the mountains."
“Where is in the mountains?”
"The empty mountain is silent, nothing."
"Why do you say nothing about the temple?"
"Stop false thoughts and observe the truth. One thought arises and dies, and there is nothing that you see."
The two of them had a clever conversation, and almost a moment later. After a while, the old abbot clapped and laughed, stood up from the futon and returned the gift.
"Amitabha, it turns out that he is the junior brother of Tiantai Sect!... Please follow me into the main hall!"
"Oh? What are you doing in the main hall?..."
"Go to have tea!..."
"Haha! OK, go and practice!"
Kiyoshi Morino laughed happily. This talk about Buddhist Zen meditation was his good at talking about Buddhism and Zen. Shi Wende opened his eyes wide and his face was a little confused. It was obvious that this Qingyou Buddhist Temple was not his home court at all, and it was really unpredictable.
He looked at the other people, some of whom smiled and said "Zhaozhou Monk", while others seemed to understand, and they didn't know what Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures were.
A person's Buddhist level is higher than his!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Hmm? Since this Senju Seal can use Tang Yan and forcefully communicate with the abbot Ci Ku, what else can I do?"
Shi Wende felt a little confused, but he saw the old abbot and Morino Kyoto sitting opposite each other again in the main hall. The old abbot didn't care about the others and pondered for a moment, suddenly picked up a pancake from the incense table worshipped in front of the Buddha and asked.
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"Is there any in Japan?"
Kiyoshi Morino's eyes flashed, he understood the old abbot's question and said with a smile.
"have."
Then the old abbot picked up another date and asked again.
"Is there any in Japan?"
“Some.”
"Why are you here?"
Kiyoshi Morino nodded respectfully and answered indeed.
"Old monk, blessed!"
"Ha ha!…"
The old abbot laughed happily again, and the monks next to him laughed. The people who accompanied him understood and laughed out loud. In Xinglong Temple, only Shi Wende, who was not educated enough and was at a loss, did not know.
Should I laugh with you?
"Oh! Shi Tongshi, we were just recreating an old story... Forty-two years ago, in the fourth year of Jingtai, a large-scale tribute mission arrived in Ningbo. Among them was a famous monk from Heguo,
The monk Xiaoyun also came to this Xinglong Temple to pay homage. The abbot at that time was Master Dufang from your country, so he used sesame cakes and dates to describe the similarity between the Ming and Japanese Buddhist traditions... The Buddhist studies of the two countries
The inheritance is just like the cold plum blossoms blooming in the snow. It can be said that the scenery in front of you is as different as the scenery, only the cold plum blossoms are like flowers. "
Kiyoshi Morino turned his head and explained to Shi Wende with a smile, which won the other party's favor. Then, he stood up again, respectfully, and accompanied by the abbot of the charity, he went to the Buddha for three times.
Incense sticks. Then, he took out two golden cakes from his arms, and did not wrap them with silk cloth, and put them directly in the donation box.
"Blessed by Buddha! This is the offering to the temple!..."
“…?!”
Seeing the golden light of gold, the old abbot's face trembled, and his expression couldn't be tense for a moment. He did not show his joy, but just frowned.
"What does junior brother mean?"
"Senior brother, this is the offering to your temple by the mission!... I also thanked the self-annotated "Heart Sutra" given by Master Dufang forty-two years ago..."
Hearing that this was the return gift for preaching the scriptures, the abbot of the charitable brow raised his eyebrows and refused. After all, preaching the scriptures in Buddhism is an extremely solemn event and must not be preached from the Scriptures. He pondered for a moment, looked at Kiyoshi Morino for a while, and suddenly said with a smile
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"Do you have any wishes for junior brother?"
"I wish to have tea with my senior brother and talk about Buddha."