"My little brother is right. It doesn't matter even if the emperor doesn't enthrone her. The Water Goddess will always be the god in our hearts. Especially in the past hundred years, she has almost always responded to our requests. She has blessed us with good weather and good harvests. The people are happy and often go to worship.
, the incense is getting better day by day.”
Zhang Yutang nodded silently when he heard this, and remembered a sentence he had read in his previous life. Thinking about it now, he felt particularly deeply:
"Some people are alive, but they are already dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive. Some people ride on the heads of the people: "Oh, how great I am!" Some people bend down and act as cattle and horses for the people.
; Some people want to be "immortal" by carving their names into stones.
"Some people are willing to be weeds and wait for the fire in the ground to burn. Some people live so that others cannot live. Some people live to make a better life for the majority of people. Those who ride on the heads of the people will be ignored by the people.
Those who are broken down and used as oxen and horses for the people will be remembered by the people forever; those whose names are carved into stones will rot earlier than the corpses; wherever the spring breeze blows, there will be green weeds everywhere."
"He lives a life that others cannot live, and his fate can be seen; he lives to make a better life for the majority of people, and the masses hold him high, very high."
These sentences were easy to understand and concise. After listening to them, everyone was quite touched. Even Uncle Qiao couldn't help but give high-fives and praise:
"My little brother is a learned scholar at first glance. These sentences are well said and simple to understand. They are not like some people who say them in such a sophisticated way that I can't even understand them."
"These few words have touched the depths of my heart. If you work as a cow and horse for the people, the people will remember him forever. They will erect monuments and inscriptions about him, build temples and burn incense, so that his deeds can be passed down forever.
Even if hundreds or thousands of years pass, it will still live in our hearts."
Fahai also nodded and said:
"These few words from the donor cannot be expressed without great wisdom and broad mind. His future achievements will definitely be above those of the old monk."
Zhang Yutang smiled slightly:
"Master has said it before. I just listened to Uncle Qiao talking about the deeds of the Qiantang Water Goddess. I was fascinated and had some feelings."
Xu Jiaorong stood aside, curling her red lips and saying:
"Our young master is the most humble. Who doesn't know that five years ago, as soon as the poems and articles in the Qiantang Examination were published, hundreds of saints sang together, and a white rainbow penetrated the sun. He was called the teacher of saints by scholars all over the world. His golden voice and jade vibration made him famous all over the world."
Fahai was shocked:
"Is the benefactor Zhang Yutang, the holy master who was famous in the world five years ago? Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age, and his knowledge is extraordinary."
"Holy Master, what does that do? Is it very noble?"
On the other hand, Uncle Qiao on the side, working at sunrise and resting at sundown, plowing with his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky, did not understand these literary events at all. Looking at Xu Jiaorong's proud look and Fahai's shocked look, his face
A little confused:
"Scholars are all very noble people. You are the holy teacher of scholars, and that is also very noble. Old man, have I neglected your distinguished guest? I also ask you, Master, not to argue with me, a country man."
Hearing that Zhang Yutang was a leader among scholars, Uncle Qiao looked a little uncomfortable and restless. The status of scholars in this era was extremely high.
Everything is inferior, only reading is superior!
It's no lie.
This is a kind of understanding that goes deep into the bones. In Uncle Qiao's understanding, a distinguished scholar will never set foot in a small family like him.
In his opinion, every scholar should have his hands clean of spring water, surrounded by beautiful women, with a face like jade, walking around the stage all day long, writing poems and drinking in front of flowers and under the moon, feeling as carefree as a god.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhang Yutang glared at Xu Jiaorong and said with a smile:
"What kind of Saint Master is there? I just wrote some articles and gained a little reputation. After so many years, I have almost forgotten what kind of Saint Master I am. Besides, Saint Masters are also human beings.
Just like everyone else, we have one nose and two eyes, and we need to eat, drink, and use the toilet, so it’s no big deal.”
Knowing Zhang Yutang's status as a holy master, Fahai was calm and calm. After being shocked, he naturally became calm. Only Uncle Qiao showed some restraint when he spoke. He had to be more elegant when talking to scholars.
To avoid being vulgar and making people laugh.
However, with something on his mind, Uncle Qiao still asked:
"Holy Master, you said there is a way to suppress and eradicate the green dragon. What is the method? Please also ask for instructions and ask the old farmer to buy some necessary things."
Zhang Yutang smiled helplessly when he heard Uncle Qiao's name. Knowing that he could not change Uncle Qiao's mentality, he said:
"Uncle Qiao, you have to ask Master Fa Hai about this matter. Master has his own clever ideas."
Listening to Zhang Yutang calling him Uncle Qiao, Uncle Qiao was a little frightened:
"Holy Master, you can just call me Old Man Qiao. If you call me Uncle Qiao, I don't dare to respond. If you call me like this, you will kill me."
Zhang Yutang remained silent and rolled his eyes at Xu Jiaorong, which made Xu Jiaorong chuckle. No woman doesn't want the man she likes to be respected:
"Uncle Qiao, you don't have to be like this. My young master is generous to others. He has never treated his servants as servants. He treats them as friends and relatives. He has no airs and is even more amiable to outsiders. How can you be like this?
It makes the young master unhappy."
"Whenever he is unhappy, he might blame me for talking nonsense when he goes back. Uncle Qiao, you don't want me to be blamed."
"this--"
Looking at the delicate Xu Jiaorong, Uncle Qiao felt relieved and then laughed loudly:
"So, I'm being too presumptuous."
"Natural is best."
"Young Master is truly a generous man."
Fa Haiyan praised insincerely. He had just experienced Zhang Yutang's slippage, and he really didn't see any generosity:
"This time, the old monk really has a way to conquer the demons under the water of West Lake."
Hearing this, everyone pricked up their ears:
"When I was practicing in the Bailong Cave of Da'e Mountain, I forged a treasure, which is the best at destroying demons and suppressing everything. This treasure is a seven-story pagoda, and each floor enshrines a god and Buddha."
"It's just that this pagoda is not yet able to exert its power. If you want to exert its power, you still need people to worship the gods and Buddhas in the pagoda day and night, gather their thoughts and incense, and attract the blessings of the Buddhas' divine power. Only in this way can it be achieved.
Demons and demons.”
Zhang Yutang's heart moved and he asked:
"Master Fahai, may I ask the name of this treasure you forged."
Fahai smiled and said:
"When my pagoda comes out, it is extremely powerful and deadly. Once it is suppressed, it is almost equivalent to dying under the thunder and being buried among the mountains. I named it Lei Feng accordingly."
"Leifeng Tower!"
Zhang Yutang was greatly shocked:
"Is this the famous Leifeng Pagoda? The Leifeng Pagoda that completed its transformation here and finally suppressed the White Snake for twenty years?"
Legend has it that Leifeng Pagoda was a gift from the gods, but now it seems that is not the case at all. Leifeng Pagoda is a natal magic weapon forged by Fahai himself.
"Donor, have you heard of Leifeng Pagoda before?"
Looking at Zhang Yutang's changing expression, Fahai said:
"After forging this treasure of mine, I have never told anyone in front of others, how can you predict the future?"
"Never heard of it."
Zhang Yutang waved his hand:
"However, after this pagoda is born today, it will surely be famous throughout the ages and will be remembered by future generations."
Fa Hai smiled faintly and didn't take it seriously. He thought Zhang Yutang was shocked by the power of Leifeng Pagoda, so he turned to Uncle Qiao and said:
"Donor, I put this Leifeng Pagoda on the West Lake. As long as the people in Qiaojia Village offer incense and pray to my Buddha devoutly every day, they can borrow the power of the gods and Buddhas to subjugate demons and eliminate demons."
After hearing this, Uncle Qiao frowned:
"Do you still need to worship and offer incense day and night? I will discuss this matter with everyone and see what everyone thinks."
Nowadays, during the prosperous period of the Song Dynasty, hundreds of sects are prospering, and many sects are like a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending. People don’t have many taboos when choosing one. As long as it works, they will believe in it.
There is no difference between sects. Those who have sects are all members of sects.
Just like in The New White Snake, Bai Suzhen is the descendant of Lishan Laomu, but she also believes in the Three Jewels and converts to Buddhism.
At this time, all religions are harmonious, happy and in a delicate balance.
Fa Hai was living in the mortal world, so he naturally understood the truth. He just smiled when he heard this:
"Of course I have to ask for everyone's opinion, and ask the donor to go and get back as soon as possible. If everyone doesn't agree, I have to think of other ways. I'm afraid the old monk is incompetent."
"Um"
Uncle Qiao nodded, stood up, and walked out of the house:
"Qiao Feng, please get everyone together, I have something to say."
After hearing this, Qiao Feng replied:
"Come on, Uncle Qiao, I'll call everyone right away."
After a while, people from Qiaojiacun gathered together. Uncle Qiao told everyone what had happened and asked:
"What do you think about this matter? Should you believe in the Buddhas and suppress the West Lake Water God?"
Everyone was still hesitant:
"We believe in several gods at the same time. Will the hot gods dislike it?"
As for Qiao Youqiang and Qiao Ruyi's family members, they were overjoyed when they heard this and said loudly:
"Uncle Qiao, we agree that the evil gods are causing trouble. We pray that the Qiantang Water Goddess has not seen any movement for so long. It is better to ask Zen Master Fahai to invite the Buddhas to suppress the West Lake Water Gods."
"If we don't suppress it as soon as possible, after my child passes away, it will be our child's turn next. Can you bear to let your child follow an inexplicable god?"
After saying this, the people with children were immediately shaken in their belief:
"Whoever believes it doesn't believe it. Over the years, I have been worshiping the Qiantang Water Goddess for decades. Now something happened and she didn't show up. I guess it's no longer effective."
"agree!"
With the first one, there is a second person who agrees. One after another, almost half of the people agree, and the remaining people are not opposed.
After getting such a result, Uncle Qiao knew what was going on and walked home:
"Master, it's time to build the Leifeng Pagoda."
Fahai stood up:
"Well, everyone, please come with me. From now on, there will be another scene on the West Lake. The demons and demons will be conquered and it will become a good story and be talked about by future generations." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome.
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