Chapter 212: Entering the court must be close to the smoke of the jade furnace
Meng Chun's warm sun shines through the screen window of the bamboo forest, clearly shining slantly on his face, which is already burning, but his body is so lazy that he doesn't want to move a finger, as if everything has stopped functioning, and the only sound left in his ears is the crackling of bamboo charcoal.
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There were two people sitting idle in the empty room. They didn't say anything at this time, but from time to time, voices came from the halls in Sidan. It was very different from the coldness of the past.
Jiang Wen was sitting in the abbot's monastery, looking at the old monk and frowning slightly. A wisp of sandalwood rose from the Zen room, like a whale or a crane, rising into the sky and into the sea, and gradually drifting into the cold and transparent air of the mountain temple.
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Abbot Hongbian went on his own and made a cup of tea for each of them. His previously ugly face had recovered a lot. His kind features and kind eyes combined with his majestic appearance made him respect everyone he saw.
"Abbott, your cup of tea has been soaked for too long. It's bitter. Jiang will definitely not drink it."
Of course, the tea does not matter whether it is strong or light, but what matters is the person who tastes the tea. Jiang Wenwen came and went suddenly, and it was obvious that the old monk had something to say.
Abbot Hongbian was silent and twirling his Buddha beads. Now Jiang Wen couldn't sit still. He had not recovered from his internal injuries caused by the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but he had no time to accompany the old monk to participate in the bitter meditation here.
What Jiang Wen didn't know was that the old monk in front of him was really afraid of Jiang Wen's mouth. The old monk also hid in the Wei Tuo Hall that day and witnessed the whole process. Knowing that his mouth was open was as frightening as the light. He was stunned.
He deceived three arrogant martial arts masters into lameness.
Later, Jiang Wen said that nothing would happen in three days, and the world would be safe for three days. Jiang Wen asked Abbot Hongbian to calm down, and everything in Xitan Temple was as usual for a long time. Until today, for some unknown reason, he finally made up his mind to ask for help.
Jiang Wen who went into seclusion to heal his wounds.
But for a moment I didn’t know where to start. After all, all the changes were so abrupt that many people had no time to react.
The masters of the Pingxi Palace worked together to attack the mountain gate. The Xitan Temple was full of old and weak people and there was no danger to defend it. The monks struggled to resist the flow of blood, and were eventually deprived of their treasured classics. This is such a logical thing, no matter when and where
Mixed in the rumors, there will be no surprise at all.
But according to the personal accounts of the pilgrims who were wandering around the mountain gate of Xitan Temple that day, the dozens of masters sent by the Prince of Pingxi could not even break through the mountain gate. Even the four masters with astonishing skills were defeated by a few ordinary old monks.
He was blocked in Wei Tuo Hall, and in the end he paid a heavy price of one injury and three defeats.
Since ancient times, rumors cannot be fully believed and have been exaggerated. Many interpretations are also reasonable. People in Dali and other places know it well. Pingxi Palace has attracted so many strange people, even if the Buddha comes in person, it will be rejected.
How could the next layer of gold powder be afraid of a small temple?
But when these people anxiously made insinuations, they discovered that even in Prince Pingxi's palace, there were now rumors that the four masters had fallen into disgrace. What's more, it was even said that three of the masters were not defeated, but were defeated.
Transformed by the profound and profound Buddhist teachings, they put down their butcher's knives and became Buddhas on the spot. Even the persuasion from left and right could not make them leave the Sittan Temple. The remaining masters did not have the face to go back for business, so they simply stayed in the temple and refused to leave.
Therefore, no matter how unbelievable everyone is, they can only temporarily believe that Xitan Temple has really turned a corner this time...
"Amitabha, it seems Jiang Tanyue is not fond of tea."
Abbot Hongbian finally spoke.
Jiang Wen's face turned dark. He was holding this cup of unknown soup that was three thirds darker than traditional Chinese medicine. He didn't understand why the old monk tasted tea so strangely. Just like the old monk himself, it gave people a strange feeling of being made from mud and spread evenly.
Feel.
Jiang Wen originally thought that the old monk Hongbian would blame him for talking nonsense a few days ago. After all, he used the fabricated origins of Xitan Temple to deceive outsiders and just blew the Xitan Temple of Zhuguo into Dali Tianlong Temple. Shaolin Wudang listened.
Everyone has to express that they are ashamed of themselves. According to Buddhist teachings, if you die in the tongue-pulling hell, you will not be able to escape.
But not only did the old monk say nothing, but he also ordered everyone at Xitan Temple not to make any unnecessary comments. He actually tacitly allowed Jiang Wen to do extraordinary things in an emergency. The more outstanding Xitan Temple is now, the more he can share the burden.
Under the pressure faced by the Mufu in Lijiang, Monk Daoan of the Eastern Jin Dynasty said, "If you don't obey the ruler of the country, it will be difficult to establish legal affairs." He wanted to repay the fourfold kindness and suffer three hardships in the relief work. Abbot Hongbian was determined to do this. Obviously, this was not the case.
A mentality that an ordinary monk can have.
Silence began to spread again.
Abbot Hongbian has only said one sentence and done one thing so far, but Jiang Wen has been able to keenly hear the implication. Chewing bitter tea and drinking boiling water, what Abbot Hongbian is clearly referring to is the current situation of Xitan Temple.
Quietly asked Jiang Wen, since he "isn't a fan of tea", why would he bother to get out of this muddy water?
Jiang Wen didn't know how to answer. He couldn't tell the truth. He confessed that he did this just to have some fun on the mountain and to trouble King Pingxi on the way, right?
The old monk has a heavy burden, and Jiang Wen can understand this. It has been difficult to start a business since ancient times, and it is also difficult to succeed. A Zen temple like Xitan Temple was only established for a few decades, and it is located in Yungui, a place with mixed beliefs. There is no way to stick to the rules.
What space is most needed is an eclectic person like Abbot Hongbian.
Sometimes when you get to know someone, you don’t need much verbal communication. When Jiang Wen was hiding in Fayun Pavilion these days to heal his wounds, he discovered that Xitan Temple was supposed to be a branch of the Tiantai Sect, but the Fayun Sutra Collection was mixed with Lin.
Ji, Caodong, Yunmen and many other classics of the Southern Zen Buddhism. It is so inclusive that it seems that it may be from the authentic lineage of the Zen. You know that the old monk is an extraordinary person.
At this time, Jiang Wen felt that he was still a little shallow. Abbot Hongbian had already regarded him as a life-saving straw. Even if he had built three hundred monk soldiers in Sidan before, I am afraid that the other party would not have any objections. The mere thirty-six Tiangang monks did not matter at all.
Down.
Thirty-six Tiangang Monks, this is the stage name Jiang Wen gave to the six old monks that day to make their debut. It is like sending 200,000 soldiers claiming to be one million, in order to create the illusion of a cloud of masters and make others think "like them"
There are still thirty that can be beaten.”
In order to make the old monks feel better, Jiang Wen also specially explained that the thirty-six Tiangang monks refer to the six Tiangang monks who have been monks for thirty years. Any deviation in the understanding of outsiders is their own business.
As for the three masters who were stunned after hearing the story, Jiang Wen didn't know whether the two martial arts were related to the rumored "Eight Steps of Snake and Crane". He just felt that there was a connection between the two, so
Deliberately pointing out an extremely dangerous path.
But Jiang Wen was not a devil after all. In the end, he was kind enough to shift the story to the Wudang Clan and Zhang Sanfeng. He expected that if Zhang Zhenren was so upright, their exploration would not go astray, and if they could really do this
Jiang Wen would never be jealous if he understood the unique skills of Turtle School Qigong, Wu Kongshu, and Canxiang Fist.
In this matter, the five old monks were the most innocent. They clearly just followed the instructions and sat in meditation that day, and knew nothing about the rest. Jiang Wen would not tell them how many lies he had told on the occasion, and the senior monk
When they woke up, they found with confused faces that three martial arts masters had appeared in the Sidan Temple out of nowhere. They regarded themselves as gods and served them in food and daily life.
, it really makes people dumbfounded.
"Abbott, don't worry about those people sneaking into the temple. As the saying goes, there will be no fish if the water is clear. If you want everyone in your temple to live a comfortable life, their support is indispensable now."
Jiang Wen talked about other things in a hurry. The three people he deceived the most were one with high eyes, one with a brave and aggressive attitude, and one with a nagging look. They didn't look very normal in the first place.
, it is no one else’s business if you fall ill in Sidtan Temple.
After Abbot Hongbian heard this, his expression immediately became solemn. He whispered the Buddha's name and waited for Jiang Wen to continue explaining amidst the increasingly noisy people in the temple.
"Jiang Tanyue, if you have any advice, it's okay to say it."
But Jiang smiled and said nothing.
In the past few days, Sidtan Temple has fallen into an incredible calm, like a pool of clear water without a breeze.
From the perspective of Xitan Temple, after resolving the crisis of martial arts practitioners coming to seize Buddhist scriptures and fabricating the rumor of a martial arts resort, Jiang Wen told the abbot to behave as usual, and the Taohua Temple still welcomes pilgrims from all directions.
In the past few days, guests have been arriving at Xitan Temple like clouds. The previous scene of hungry monks had ended long ago. Incense was flowing in from all directions. The guest house that had been vacant for a long time was once again full, but there were also many people with familiar faces mixed in.
The wealthy people in the world spent a lot of money, but the Sidtan Temple accepted it with a smile.
Abbot Hongbian now has the capital to be calm and leisurely. This is an unbreakable achievement obtained by Jiang Wen's plan. No matter how many elders have doubts, they can only put them aside. Even the martial arts people under the command of Pingxi Prince's Palace,
A lot of them sneaked in in the temple——
Waiting for the other party to make the first move is the key to adapting to the ever-changing situation. Anyway, everyone knows that the matter is not over yet. The fisherman with the fishing rod is still spying at the water's edge, waiting for the fish to relax their vigilance.
"Abbott, I see that the number of people entering the temple today is twice that of the day before, and it is very lively. Is there some kind of religious ceremony going on in the temple?"
Jiang Wen said nonchalantly, wanting to give the old monk reassurance.
"There is no need to worry about the many people in the martial arts world who are testing the truth. The more they work hard to find out the truth, the more beneficial it will be to us. After all, they can't find something that doesn't exist in the Sidan Temple. Let them be suspicious and create hidden ghosts, and everything will be fine.
Already."
According to Jiang Wen's observation, the proportion of martial arts people entering the temple is still growing. Although there are people who are loyal to the Prince of Pingxi to the death, there are also people who obviously want to get a chance to learn martial arts. Seeing a group of masters defeated, they are not ashamed to come back.
It is in line with the style of people in the world to hang orders in temples and explore opportunities.
Abbot Hongbian still couldn't believe why Jiang Wen insisted that Wu Sangui would not take this opportunity to send troops to attack and was willing to let this drama continue.
Jiang Wen's expression at this time was quite malicious. The world only knew that Wu Sangui came with an unstoppable force that swept across the Central Plains. After taking control of Yunnan, he arrogantly emptied the power of Governor Li Guohan, and then used thunderbolt means to deal with the chieftain Mu's family.
, they all thought that he was just a arrogant and proud military commander, with absolutely no sand in his eyes. Sidtan Temple who dared to resist would only have to face the wrath of thunder in an instant.
But only Jiang Wen here clearly understood that Wu Sangui was extremely ambitious and that some unknown masters suddenly appeared like Xitan Temple, just like the enemy who entered the urn showed signs of an ambush.
No matter how you say it, Wu Sangui is a famous general in the world, and he will never raise an army out of anger.
In the north, the Qing court was eyeing the vassal, and in the south, Yongli was waiting for an opportunity to counterattack on the Yunnan border. The land of Yunnan and Guizhou was even more dangerous and the people were unwilling to follow it. Wu Sangui was a man who knew how to combine hardness and softness. When it was inconvenient to wield a hard knife, he would definitely
Take out the soft knife.
In the final analysis, these are still issues of understanding and vision.
In Jiang Wen's eyes, Wu Sangui was the Wu Sangui who would be judged by later generations. He knew without any foresight that Wu Sangui wanted to establish a vassal and establish a vassal town in Yunnan this time. In his eyes, a Xitan Temple that had been established for many years and had many masters was naturally extremely important.
It is an important political force and its importance is self-evident.
In the eyes of others, Wu Sangui is the Wu Sangui in Wu Meicun's "Yuanyuanqu". Even if the world has never seen his true face, they all know the story of "the six armies who mourned were all in plain clothes, and the crowned beauty became a beauty in anger".
That was the Wu Sangui who would say, "If a man can't protect a woman, how can he see anyone in person?"
Many things are inconvenient to explain, so it is better to be vague, which can save a lot of accidents and details. Abbot Hongbian didn't believe it at first, but the changes in the Pingxi Palace in the past few days made him couldn't help but admire Jiang Wen's judgment.
The precision.
The two chatted for a few more words. Jiang Wen suddenly noticed the sound of someone breathing and moving behind the screen, and slowly turned his gaze to that direction.
Abbot Hongbian didn't say much. Seeing that there was not a drop of strong tea in front of Jiang Wen, he clapped his hands and saw a short, dark-faced old monk walking out of the secret room of the monastery. He turned out to be a man who had been seriously injured and had been unconscious for a long time.
Master Anren.
"Amitabha, the old monk is lucky enough to survive thanks to the help of Donor Jiang. It's just because he hasn't said thank you for several days. I'm really ashamed."
Master Anren's voice was deeper and hoarse than that of Abbot Hongbian, and his pale complexion, which was seriously injured and bleeding, had softened a lot. It was obvious that the fumigation effect of the medicine pool was outstanding, and now there was no longer any fear for his life.
Jiang Wen quickly stood up to greet him, and then looked at the abbot thoughtfully. Master Hongbian led his junior disciple to his seat, and finally revealed the true purpose of today's meeting.
"Jiang Tanyue, I have already ordered people to prepare the amethyst, tortoise shell, antlers, angelica and other things you needed earlier and put them in the stone chamber on the back cliff. Junior brother has been busy for several days, but I know that it is difficult to make such a small contribution.
If you are so kind to me, Tan Yue should not refuse."
Jiang Wen slapped his thigh, and as expected, the old monk came forward and happily expressed that he had no intention of refusing.
If Luo Shuang'er's internal injuries on the Eight Extraordinary Meridians were to be cured, external treatment was necessary, and Master An Ren was a living example before his eyes. Jiang Wen was also full of expectations for the effect of fumigation in the medicine pool.
But for some reason, Abbot Hongbian's expression was even more serious than before, even though he was reciprocating his love. After looking at Master Anren, he told his junior brother: "Junior brother, you will make arrangements for Jiang Tanyue to enter the stone chamber. I will give instructions."
No monks or laypeople of Xitan Temple are allowed to go near Shigu Peak."
Seeing Master An Ren's solemn nod, Jiang Wen noticed that it was particularly strange, but an even more inexplicable arrangement was yet to come.
After allaying his doubts, Abbot Hongbian continued: "Not only that, the old monk will also hand over Xu Hongzu's manuscripts that Tan Yue wanted to see before for safekeeping. As long as they are not taken out of the temple, Tan Yue can read them."
This condition undoubtedly made Jiang Wen more excited, but it did not make him ignore his doubts.
"Abbott, what I heard from you is that you plan to let Master Anren live with us recently?"
Abbot Hongbian shook his head slightly and was the first to deny Jiang Wen's speculation.
"Tan Yue Mingjian, my junior brother is a monk, so he naturally has to live in a monk's dormitory. How can he live with pilgrims and believers?"
Then he said, "...Actually, the old monk wants to ask Tan Yue and the others to move out of the monastery and live with Junior Brother An Ren in the mountain house in front of Shigu Peak."
Jiang Wen was puzzled. Old monk Hongbian was not a fool. There was no reason to think that Master Anren could spy on him, so he would use such a hasty strategy, right?
"...Did King Pingxi make a move?"
Jiang Wen reacted instantly.
Abbot Hongbian nodded slowly and explained carefully: "Recently, the number of pilgrims staying in our temple has increased day by day. The old monk originally made up his mind to let Jiang Tanyue live alone in the bamboo forest monastery without being disturbed by outsiders - but who knows that things in the world are unpredictable, and Pingxi
The palace sent people here today, and now I am afraid that even other pilgrims will be expelled from the temple..."
Jiang Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "What did Wu Sangui say? Could it be that he also issued a letter of war to the abbot?"
Master Hongbian sighed, and when he twirled the beads, his expression was particularly focused, and there was a bit of worry in his eyebrows.
"Didn't Tan Yue ask before why there are so many tourists in Xitan Temple today? It's because of this letter from King Pingxi."
Abbot Hongbian took out a broad piece of paper from the monk's sleeve, and it was written very neatly on it, requesting the monks of Sidan Temple to hold a large prayer meeting for heaven and blessing, praying for the increase of Bodhi of all living beings, praying for blessings, peace and tranquility in heaven and earth, and inviting all directions.
All the Buddhas of the three generations will pray for the current saint. At that time, the Prince of Pingxi will also send people to offer incense and pray for blessings, and a separate courtyard will be built for residence.
"King Pingxi of the Qing Dynasty was indeed very magnanimous. He could bear to put away the hard knife and take out the soft knife."
Jiang Wen repeatedly praised Wu Sangui and had a high opinion of Wu Sangui. During the San Francisco Rebellion, it is no wonder that only Wu Sangui could shake half of it.
He had failed to use force before, but this time he came in the name of holding a Dharma conference in Pingxi Palace. Not only did he cover up the fact that Pan Huan Xitan, a master of the palace, did not dare to return to his life, but he also got an opportunity to intervene openly in the affairs of Jizu Mountain and test it out along the way.
Let’s look at the attitude of these monks.
This trick has been used for twenty years, but now it can only outwit the enemy. Abbot Hongbian chose to hide Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er in An Ren's residence to prevent the matter from being exposed - but Wu Sangui's trick obviously has a follow-up, not
I know what he will do through this great prayer ceremony.
"Understood, Abbot, I will start moving out with Sister Shuang, and go to the stone chamber medicine pool to fumigate as soon as possible, in order to regain a little more strength before King Pingxi's people arrive."
Jiang Wen glanced at the cool tea, stood up majestically and prepared to leave. He leaned against the mountain through the window and looked at the main hall of the mountain gate. The place was already being cleaned and tidied up for rituals, and people were being asked to move away. However, there were a lot of tourists outside.
It turns out that each wave is denser than the other.
These people were obviously wearing silk, gold, silver and jade, but they were crying and shouting like hungry refugees, begging the young monk Pinzhao to accept them into the temple.
You must know that when the gate of Sidan Temple was opened earlier, they hesitated and looked around. Now when they were involved in the incident, they seemed to have changed. It was as if they would die suddenly if they stayed outside the gate for a while, completely ignoring the little monk's earnest explanation.
, Sidtan Temple is already full, and there is no room for anyone else.
"Little master, I'll pay fifty taels, just give me a woodshed!"
"What? Then I'll pay you a hundred taels, and I'll live in the stable!"
"The price is five hundred taels, so the toilet must be empty!"
Jiang Wen resisted the urge to sell tickets and asked in a low voice.
"Abbott, what's causing trouble? Do they not know that King Pingxi will send someone soon, or do they think it's too troublesome to live and want to take a shortcut to Lingshan Mountain?"
Abbot Hongbian sighed helplessly when he saw this.
"Amitabha, all this happened because of this letter. Pingxi King Jun decreed to hold a Dharma conference, but he was commanding troops on the front line and could not come. Therefore, some people said that the person sent by the palace to pray for blessings was probably Princess Chen of Pingxi.
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"...Huh? It's not a waste of time for Jiang to do good deeds and accumulate virtue for half his life. Come on, tell me more about this Chen family!"