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Chapter 101 Guangwen (single)

Guangwen Temple is not famous outside, but it is well-known in Bingzhou, especially in Chongren County where it has spread many deeds and is widely known.

A few years ago, Master Kong'an, a camel monk who was born in Dahua Temple, came all the way and stayed in the courtyard of Jia's family for five days. During the five days, the guests enjoyed themselves. No one knew that this master had preached to Jia's family.

Such a Buddhist teaching, when everyone saw that Kong An came out, they went straight to Xiaobao Mountain outside the city.

"The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, if you don't cross the pagoda."

Kong An, who was full of compassion, said this. He clasped his hands and sat cross-legged on the stone mountain, chanting in his mouth.

"The ancient Buddha sat in the Pure Land and talked about colored glass and precious sand. The Colorless Monk said, "The light, the wealth, and the wealth are parted, but they can't go away. Love, sorrow, hate, and sorrow are always difficult to eradicate..."

People in the world are too vulgar and foolish to recite the meaning of the sutras, so they want to build a temple in Chongren to spread the ancient Buddha's message and save the good and evil people.

At first, this was just a Buddhism promotion that was common in the land of Northern Qi. Seventeen or eighteen people gathered in front of the stone mountain. Even the merchants shook their heads and said it was simple and could not be regarded as a formal Buddhist Dharma meeting.

The endless Dharma declaration came to an end amid roars of laughter. Everyone noticed nothing wrong and dispersed after seeing the excitement. As for Kong An's words, it seemed to them that they were just a delusional joke.

To build a temple, where does the money come from? Where does the land come from? How to build it?

Which organization are the laborers, masons, and carpenters, and how are they scheduled?

If you rely on your own efforts out of thin air, everyone can't say that they are not optimistic about it, just treat it as a joke after dinner.

Then, the Jia family stood up.

That Mr. Jia held the hand of the suffering camel monk, and looked like he was working hard without hesitation. He suddenly took out most of his savings, the ancient paintings were exchanged, the treasures were sold at low prices, and finally he took out more than a dozen carts of money.

, and also promoted it vigorously and used various means to gather enough craftsmen.

The manpower and financial resources are sufficient, and all that is needed is an official document acknowledging the temple built by Kong An.

The Jia family, who started out as a trading company, did not contribute much in this regard, but another aristocratic family took action to clear the way for him.

Three months later, with a lot of money and countless expenses, the temple was finally completed. It is located on Xiaobao Mountain less than ten miles away from Chongren City. It has a low mountain top of a hundred feet and is densely covered with pines and cypresses.

A magnificent temple stands majestically.

This is Guangwen Temple.

"It's really beautifully built."

At first glance, it’s not bad for the money.

On Xiaobao Mountain, Chen Yu is floating in the clouds. He casts his gaze generously and covers the entire temple, including the mountains in front and behind for miles.

After all, it has only been built for ten years, and the color of everything has not faded yet.

He could see clearly that the walls of the temple were apricot yellow, and there was a ginkgo tree growing inside. The early spring had just arrived, and now its young buds were rustling in the wind, making it appear full of vitality.

The main hall is well-proportioned, with tiles on both sides of the silver-gray roof, which are of high quality.

Chen Yu admired the scenery for a while, and then saw four or five young monks in bright yellow clothes walking around the temple. The oldest was only around fourteen years old. Looking further into the temple, there were two or three monks in brown robes chanting scriptures.

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The pilgrims who went up the mountain were welcomed by novices to the side hall, where more than twenty statues of different sizes were enshrined. One of the two leaders was tall and tall, and the other was slender and tall.

The shapes are different, and the Buddhas' divine postures are lifelike.

Obviously a lot of thought went into these statues.

He let go of his senses and sank into the inside and outside of Guangwen Temple, even at the foot of the ginkgo tree. It was clean and he found that there was no trace of the "monk's ignorance" as in the story.

Due to the distaste between Buddhism and Taoism, most Taoists in the Southern Dynasties disliked this sect and rarely talked about it. Ordinary people knew very little about it. They only knew that there was such a thing, but they didn't know what it was about.

In this way, the sayings circulating in the north were inevitably distorted and spread falsely. When he was in Daliang, he had heard the sayings about Buddhism from others more than once, which exhausted people's imagination, either praised or despised, and many were curious.

When he came, he heard that a farmer once said that people in Buddhism wear masks of human skin and are demons descending to the earth to eat people. He said that there are countless skeletons buried under the Mahavira.

Most of the rumors are like this, so it's not surprising what kind of comments are spread among the rumors.

Chen Yu turned around, withdrew his gaze, and went straight to the Sutra Collection Hall in the temple.

Guangwen Temple is not big. In the past ten years, it has been supported by several large families in Chongren County. It has been fighting vigorously with the local Taoist sects. This group of monks who do not shave their heads have considerable martial arts. Most of them are external skills that are easy to learn but difficult to master, and they are more interested in Buddhism.

The external skills are much stronger than those of Taoism and martial arts sects, not to mention that Kong'an comes from Dahua Temple, and the inheritance is far more detailed and sophisticated than the local sects. For example, once the Golden Bell Wuhua Kung Fu, Fuhu Capture Master, etc. are leaked, they are

Chongren Jianghu caused a sensation, causing many Jianghu forces to gradually move closer to it.

At least he has become a fence-sitter, no longer partial to gangs, and unwilling to get involved in the dispute between the Shidao and Shidao families.

"These external skills are indeed partially different from the martial arts in Liang and Qi."

In the Sutra Collection Hall, a locked drawer had been quietly opened. Chen Yu took out a futon, hung it leisurely in the air, and sat on it. Two steps away from the bottom was an old monk with white eyebrows.

There are also young novices cleaning and taking care of things. The old monk is meditating and trembling, accompanied by the sound of rustling brooms sweeping, making the hall even more quiet.

The two of them couldn't see Chen Yu above them, but he was already immersed in Buddhist scriptures.

The three of them do their own thing without interfering with each other.



The situation in Chongren is not complicated. King Xing, who came from Bingzhou, wants to win over various local forces. Even if he fails to succeed, he can at least help himself or develop some connections so that he can easily enter and leave the court in the future.

Buddhism came to preach and to save people in the world. Even the rule of not serving officials has been blurred from the meaning of the scriptures for some time, so naturally they will not resist it.

As for the Dao Sect... no one cares, or perhaps because the Dao Sect is too huge, King Xing does not feel that his actions can touch this behemoth - long before the founding of Da Qi, and even during the previous dynasty of Da Zhao, the Dao Sect had already taken root in this land.

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Deep roots and lush leaves.

"It's just a state. There's a high probability that the two leaders won't care. It's even more unfounded to worry about attracting Taoist sects from all over the world to attack."

Of course, winning over Buddhism did not mean that King Xing gave up on the path of Taoism.

As an idle prince who has considerable experience in restraining his sharp edges, he naturally knows how risky it is to walk on only one leg. What's more, he doesn't have a definite side. The great monk of Guangwen Temple also knows, and even the Taoist sect knows.

Now it seems that we have done something, but in fact we have not exceeded the limit.

"In two days, let Yun'er go to Fengyang Temple and bring a few female relatives there. They have names to pray for Bingzhou... Remember to bring more long-lasting herbs, gold and silver are too tacky."

In Prince Xing's Mansion, the middle-aged prince returned to his home and gave orders, turned around and walked towards the inner room. At the same time, he was considering the necessity of inviting Bingzhou Buddhists to hold a meditation ceremony.

Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but shook his head slightly and sighed.

It's a pity that, with the help of him and the court, although the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism did not break up, they have reached a situation where they have no contact with each other. Otherwise, if King Xing really wants to hold a Bingzhou Jiao Festival next to the meditation ceremony, then

How lively!

Looking back, his eyes flickered uncertainly.

At this moment, I still have to work more on my three-acre land, whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, it is best to make a fuss, not only to manage something, but also to show the court that my energy is involved and there is no way to mess up anymore.

Done.

Everyone is relieved.


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