When Master Meng spoke, the neighbors around him also echoed his words.
Among them, there are also children of relatives, friends or colleagues who have been saved. Of course, when mentioning this kind of thing, they are filled with emotion.
"Master Meng, you can't say that. The work is done by everyone, and I am just one of them. If you want to thank us, let's thank our director for his good leadership. You can't thank me."
Hearing the praise from Master Meng and his neighbors, Long Ruohai was also happy from the bottom of his heart. No matter what, he always did some good things for the people of Ningbei.
Hearing that Captain Long had arrived at his home, Master Meng's son rushed home from the work. He said he wanted to thank Captain Long for helping his father in the car last time.
This young man, who is three years younger than Long Ruohai, is also a cheerful person. During the conversation, the two hit it off and quickly became like brothers to each other.
Xiao Meng works as the lobby manager of Ningbei Hotel and is also a person who has seen the world. Naturally, he has heard a lot of all kinds of news, and of course he has great admiration for Brother Long. When Long Ruohai asked him to pay more attention to the suspects
Visitors, especially those from the south, immediately agreed with their chests patted.
After spending a lot of words, they finally declined the enthusiasm of the entire Meng family to stay. The young couple finally escaped and continued to wander around Ningbei City.
"Brother Long, the temple culture in Ningbei is very unique. You can see a temple within a short walk. Although the incense is not very popular, it is still very valuable as a tourist attraction.
Place." Soon, Chanjuan discovered what was unique about Ningbei.
"Oh, my sister Juan's vision is not as sharp as usual. Do you want me to explain it to you one by one?"
"Brother Long——" Ye Chanjuan nasally sounded and started to act coquettishly.
Hearing his wife's coquettishness, Long Ruohai knew something was wrong. If he delayed it any longer, he would have to accept his wife's gentle correction. He did not dare to make things more difficult and quickly started his explanation.
"This Ningbei City was once a place of outstanding people in history. It had a developed economy and a large number of talented people. In history, Fan Zhongyan worked as a salt officer here. The legend of the Seven Fairies is also very famous. In addition to many ruins,
There is also a Dong Yong Temple in the suburbs."
"Oh, there are so many beautiful legends! What an unforgettable place."
"It is said that when the Tang Dynasty conquered small affiliated countries, many beautiful stories were left here. When Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty conquered a small country across the sea, he passed by here. The place where he was stationed to wash horses was called 'Xima'
Pool'."
"Really? There is such a place. I have never heard of it."
"Of course, hubby, will I still coax you? There is also a place where the war horses of the Tang Dynasty general Xue Rengui got stuck when he was marching. It is called the 'silt river'. Even this temple culture only grew when the economy and culture were developed.
A derivative of it.”
"Yes. I heard from my grandpa that only places with developed economy and culture will bring prosperity to Buddhism and Taoism."
"When it was most prosperous, this small town had nine nunneries and eighteen temples. The nunneries were for nuns and the temples were for monks. They were different. During the Great Revolution, many temples were destroyed. In recent years, economic development has
The light of the temple has also recovered somewhat. The most prosperous one is 'Tennoji'. How about it? Do you want to go and see it?"
This is what Chanjuan admires most about her husband.
No matter where he goes, he must study the local human geography. No matter what happens, he can tell a little bit about it.
After listening to it, people can't help but think about it.
In the first few days after arriving in Ningbei, he was still so busy with work. In this way, he did not forget to learn and absorb the knowledge of local customs and customs.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lean her head on Brother Long's shoulder.
"Dragon Donor, which gust of wind brought you here today?" Not long after entering the Tennoji Temple, a great monk was lured out.
I saw Long Ruohai was a little hesitant and looked unfamiliar.
The great monk smiled nonchalantly and quickly introduced himself: "Donor Long, I am the abbot of the small temple, Monk Daneng."
"Oh, it turns out to be Master Danone. Sorry, sorry. I'm rude."
Long Ruohai greeted quickly.
People came out to receive me so warmly, but I didn't know them. I was really a little embarrassed.
But it's no wonder that after Long Ruohai arrived in Ningbei, his entire mind was focused on the case and he had no time to interact with all walks of life.
Master Danon was very enthusiastic and let the two people into the abbot's room. As soon as they sat down, a young monk came in and helped them make tea.
"Donor, please use tea."
"Thank you, Master."
In the following time, one monk and one layman began to communicate.
Fortunately, Long Ruohai had read extensively and had his own insights into Buddhist works. When communicating with Master Danone, he was not far behind. Ye Chanjuan was so happy that her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled.
When talking about the big donors who usually donate, Long Ruohai was not interested in this topic at first. He didn't have so much money, and even if he had, he wouldn't send it to the temple. He would take care of more lonely elderly people and support more out-of-school children.
Nothing could be more meaningful than a donation like this!
When he heard that Zhang Yuejin was a big benefactor, donating tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands to the temple during every year and festival, he smiled secretly. People who have done many bad things believe in gods and Buddhas even more. They also want to beg for the blessing of Buddha.
, forgive your sins.
He thought sarcastically in his heart: "Buddha should also follow principles. You can't be soft-hearted when you see money, and just go and bless bad people."
He was surprised when it was mentioned that his second brother Tang Jianjun was also a big donor.
This second brother, who looks like a teacher, is a real person. I only knew that he believed in Buddhism, but I didn't expect that he would be so obsessed. He had just started on the road to wealth, and the amount of money donated to the temple was actually a small amount.
Considerable numbers.
The eldest brother Shi Lei was very disapproving of his approach. He said that he was selfish and only wanted the next life for himself and could not do anything real for the people in this life.
Last night, the two brothers had a debate about this matter.
"Haha, in front of these kind people, we ordinary people can only say 'ashamed'." Long Ruohai couldn't judge the donation, so he had to make a haha and start talking casually.
Master Danon did not accept his point of view. He said sternly: "Dragon Donor, you are in trouble. Good and evil are not judged by money. If that were the case, I would not just call them great benefactors, but should
He is a great good man."
"It makes sense, it makes sense. It's true that you can't use money to judge good and evil. This is my attitude." Long Ruohai knew that he was speechless and quickly admitted his mistake.
I was also praising him in my heart. This great monk has some moral principles. He can judge the good and evil of people without judging the amount of money. He can be regarded as a unique and discerning monk in this decadent and luxurious age.
"Judging from my Buddha's standards, Long Donor is a great good person."
"Master said that I am a good person, but I am afraid that I am missing the mark by a hair. I am a law enforcer, and I hold a knife and a sword in my hand. Compared with kindness, I am nothing."
"Donor Long, you are in trouble again."
"Oh, what do you mean by this?"
"My Buddha is compassionate and always roars like a lion. Buddhism saves all living beings, but it also punishes evil and promotes good. Otherwise, what is the use of the Dharma Protector Vajra?"
"It makes sense, it makes sense. I admire the master's profound Buddhist principles." At this point, Long Ruohai couldn't help but join his hands in a salute with admiration.
"Only by punishing evil can good be promoted. The knives and swords in the hands of donors are magical weapons for punishing evil. Without your punishment of evil, how could Ningbei have the peace and tranquility it has today."
"Master said it well. Punishing evil and promoting good are essentially one."
"When rich people donate money, even if it is out of compassion, it is just for their own selfishness. It is to protect the safety of the family, which can only be called a small kindness. The donor is the great protector of my Buddha, and he is protecting the human world.
Only with justice can we achieve great good."
"Ashamed, ashamed."
…………
The two people talked back and forth like this for a long time.
One was a virtuous eminent monk, and the other was a wise man, but his talk was also speculative. Sometimes it was about Buddhist principles, and sometimes it was about reality, quoting scriptures, and both of them lost track of time.
On the roof of the temple, there was the chirping of birds returning from foraging for food. Seeing that it was getting late, Long Ruohai quickly stood up and left. Master Danon persuaded him to stay, saying: "Although the temple is poor, the talented couple can have a vegetarian meal."
, you can still afford to entertain. As long as you don’t mind the old monk’s simplicity, you can experience the life in our temple.”
Long Ruohai was about to refuse when his pager rang.
The pager was from Kuang Chaoqun. No matter how the big brother treated him, Long Ruohai still had to answer the call immediately now that he was paged.
As the saying goes, it is not surprising that there are many people in the ceremony, and that there are many people carrying the sedan chair.
Since someone took the initiative to call him, of course he couldn't be rude. He had no choice but to apologize, borrow the phone from the abbot's room, and called back.
But he didn't understand why County Magistrate Kuang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly thought of his little brother?
Things have to start from half an hour ago.
Zhang Yuejin entered County Magistrate Kuang's office. Nowadays, it is very easy for Boss Zhang to enter this office. He should no longer be as shameless as in the past and endure Magistrate Kuang's indifference.
"Brother Zhang, you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. What kind of wind brought a big boss like you to my place today?" Kuang Chaoqun joked while asking his secretary Xiao Zhou to help make tea.
.
Zhang Yuejin indeed came to see Magistrate Kuang for something.
It's not a big deal, I just want to treat Long Ruohai, the captain of the Public Security Bureau's security brigade, to a meal. In order to make the guest feel a little bit more respectable, I specially came to invite County Magistrate Kuang to accompany me.
Ever since he made up his mind to have a harmonious relationship with Long Ruohai, Zhang Yuejin has been thinking about it. His idea is to draw Long Ruohai over and make him his.
If he can succeed, he will be able to get through this year's nightmare safely, and he won't have to spend a lot of time doing peripheral work. Even if he can't succeed, he can't let him become his opponent, let alone his enemy.
For this goal, he would think of going to great lengths to treat guests.
Recruiting a small department-level cadre and asking the head of a county to accompany him is indeed a bit too much. Only Zhang Yuejin could think of such an idea, and only he could do it.
For another person, even if I think about it, I can't do it. If I want to invite County Magistrate Kuang to be the guest of honor, I may not be available yet.
The reason for the treat is quite simple.
My nephew Zhang Xiaoqiang was young and ignorant, and caused a lot of trouble for the police. Thanks to Captain Long's strength, he didn't argue with him.
As an uncle, Zhang Yuejin has to be sensible. He would like to ask County Magistrate Kuang to help him and establish a good relationship with Captain Long. This will also lay a good foundation for the two parties to get along better in Ningbei in the future.
The reasons given by Zhang Yuejin are quite good and very convincing.
Kuang Chaoqun was not a fool. He knew as soon as he heard that he was doing public relations for his illegitimate son "Er Gouzi". To prevent the day when Long Ruohai came and refused to recognize his relatives, he sent the kid to the cell.
After listening to Brother Zhang's explanation, it touched County Magistrate Kuang's thoughts.