Chapter 173: Mysterious Past Taolin Poetry Society
In the hospital, the hard-working abbot finally arrived.
In the ward, after seeing Zhang Peng's face gradually improving, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Amitabha, please leave this place to the monks of Dajue Temple to guard it. You look tired, go back and rest quickly."
"However, little friend Kongsang, please stay."
Liu Zhengye and Chen Tao didn't show any pretense, they thanked them and turned around to leave.
In the corridor, Abbot Wuxin smiled and said, "My little friend, can you accompany me, the old monk, for a walk?"
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Abbot Kuxin and Kongsang stood by the lawn of the hospital square.
"My little friend, is he Kongsang or Fahai now?"
Kong Sang burst into laughter: "Abbott, stop teasing me. Fahai is Fahai, a figure who disappeared into thin air during the Song Dynasty."
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"Today, I am just an empty mulberry."
Abbot Kuxin asked with a smile: "You are you, and he is he? It seems that my little friend has understood the cause and effect of three lives."
"Well, very good."
"However, I just saw that little friend Kong Sang's eyebrows seemed to be quite sad?"
Kong Sang smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, for a cause and effect."
"Oh? What's the cause and effect?"
"Tang Dynasty, Fahai, Yu Xuanji."
Kong Sang also opened up the conversation, and simply told everything about his troubles:
"Originally, I thought Yu Xuanji resented Li Yi for abandoning him."
"However, when Li Yi's only remaining handwriting was placed in front of her, she abandoned it like worn out shoes, with no love or even hatred in her eyes."
"To her, Li Yi is just a stranger with whom she has had a relationship."
"In historical biographies, it is said that Wen Tingyun had an affair with Yu Xuanji. Now it seems that Yu Xuanji may have feelings for him, but it seems..."
Abbot Kuxin took over the words: "It seems that it is not as infatuated and deep as described in history."
Kong Sang nodded helplessly:
"So, I don't understand what the core purpose of Yu Xuanji is to manipulate Li Yi's descendants to commit crimes."
"If she doesn't hate Li Yi, who does she hate?"
Abbot Kuxin shook his head: "The eight sufferings in the world are birth, old age, sickness and death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not being able to seek what you want, and the five aggregates are flourishing."
"Little friend Kongsang, you have entered a misunderstanding."
"Why is this Kundaoqi woman who is quite famous in Xuanmen but has always been involved in romantic affairs, why is her obsession after she wakes up, always revenge?"
"How do you conclude that she wants to kill you just for revenge?"
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"Can't she have other thoughts besides revenge?"
"Or, is this strange woman's obsession, besides hatred, love? In addition... is the obsession generated by herself, or is it guided by humans?"
Kong Sang was stunned.
Abbot Kuxin then said: "Amitabha."
"Little friend Kong Sang, there seems to be something in your Hutian bracelet. Although I don't know what this object is, it has the same aura of the Purple Gold Bowl."
"Perhaps, that thing can give you the answer."
...
The exchange with Abbot Kuxin made Kong Sang vaguely grasp something in his heart.
But when I think about it carefully, it seems to be unclear and elusive.
In the antique shop, in front of the desk, Kong Sang looked at the fragment of the "Sanshui Slip" found from Li Xuyuan in Hutian's bracelet.
After thinking about it, Kong Sang did not choose to sleep, but started to cut out all the pages bit by bit with a paper cutter.
As the pictures were opened one by one, Kong Sang was stunned.
Each picture depicts a different scene, and the theme is, without exception, fish mystery.
Some are in the quiet room of a Taoist temple, some are on the couch of a noble concubine, some are drinking by the lake, some are admiring plum blossoms in the sea of flowers, etc.
Every one of them has Yu Xuanji's peerless elegance. However, the people around him are also different from each other.
Kong Sang thought that the content in these pictures would originally be Li Yi or Wen Tingyun.
However, after reading all the pictures, I realized that the two of them only occupied two pages of this picture.
Just when he was confused, the papers in front of him suddenly separated from the damaged copy.
Between them, they seemed to be born with spirituality, folding and floating around each other. In the light, they were like broken butterflies dancing around each other.
After a moment, that familiar feeling came to my heart again.
Gradually, my consciousness began to blur, and I began to go deeper, and began to explore the character of the Tang Dynasty, which was like a mirror, a flower in the water, and a moon in the water.
...
When Fa Hai and Yu Xuanji met for the first time, Fa Hai didn't know Yu Xuanji, but Yu Xuanji already knew Fa Hai.
The second time we met, it was in a temple.
At this time, the sky was clear and clear, and Yu Xuanji slowly stepped into the temple.
A young woman dressed in Kun Taoism walked on the stone stairs of the mountain temple and couldn't help but attract everyone's attention.
At this time, Fa Hai, who was still practicing in Chang'an City, was doing morning lessons in the Main Hall.
Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind blew by, and a burst of silver bell laughter penetrated into the ears:
"Isn't Zen Master's morning lesson over yet?"
Fahai couldn't help but be a little surprised when he looked at the woman he had met at the foot of the mountain before.
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"It turns out to be the donor."
"There is no need to call the donor. My name is Yu Xuanji, and I am currently practicing in Xianyi Temple." Yu Xuanji covered his mouth with the sunflower fan in his hand and chuckled.
"So you are fellow Taoist Xuanji." Kong Sang stood up and clasped his hands together.
Yu Xuanji smiled and said, "I didn't know that my daughter's reputation is so great that even Zen Master Fahai knows about it?"
Fahai shook his head: "Not really. It's just that I met my good friend Tingyun a few days ago. When he was drunk, he once mentioned you, fellow Taoist."
Yu Xuanji paused for a moment while waving the sunflower fan, and then said: "Zen Master calls Tingyun a good friend, but calls me a fellow Taoist. This is a bit strange."
"Just like Ting Yun, how about calling me your friend?"
Fahai is not a pretentious person: "In that case, my friend Xuanji came here to look for Fahai. What's the matter?"
Yu Xuanji smiled and said: "I was just thinking about what the Zen master said when we met at the foot of the mountain earlier, which made Xuanji feel a little emotional."
"However, the weather is fine today, and Xuanji doesn't want to talk about those unpleasant things."
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With that said, Yu Xuanji sent an invitation.
Fahai was a little confused: "This is..."
"Three days later, under the peach blossom forest, there will be a poetry meeting."
"Xuanji knows that Zen Master's literary reputation is not weak, so please don't refuse."
After saying that, Yu Xuanji stood up and left.
Fahai looked at the invitation in his hand, put it away, and then knelt down and sat back on the futon.
...
The three-day period has arrived in a blink of an eye.
On this day, Zen Master Fahai took the invitation and came to the peach blossom forest.
Before I even got close, I could already hear many talented scholars reciting beautiful chapters, which gave me the air of a beautiful book.
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However, there is another person who is a little bit unexpected at this time, and that is Wen Tingyun.
Wen Tingyun did not follow Yu Xuanji like other scholars, but sat alone under the peach blossom tree. Looking from a distance, he seemed a little lonely.
Fa Hai stepped forward slowly: "Friend Tingyun, drinking alcohol is harmful to your health, please don't drink anymore."
Wen Tingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Fahai said again: "After that day, you will be like a boat on the sea of suffering. Today's poetry meeting is just an opportunity, why don't you ask her?"
Wen Tingyun sighed and said, "Since she has made her attitude clear, why bother asking again."
Yu Xuanji also noticed Fa Hai's arrival and stepped slowly on lotus steps.
"Everyone, let me introduce to you. This is Zen Master Fahai, who is now quite famous in Chang'an."
The eyes of all the talented people lit up.
It is no secret that Zen Master Fahai is the legitimate son of the Pei family and has been famous since he was a child.
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Then he went to Miyin Temple to practice in place of the prince, which became a good story.
Therefore, all the talented scholars did not dare to drag them down and saluted one after another:
"Zen Master."
Fahai clasped his hands together and smiled like the Buddha holding a flower: "Amitabha, you are welcome."
Yu Xuanji looked at him with something strange in his eyes.
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Poetry Club Poetry Club, to put it bluntly, is an elegant affair for literati.
For a time, a group of talented people wrote poems, couplets, and ink on the theme of peach blossoms, which was so cool and unrestrained.
Seeing Wen Tingyun's lack of interest, Fahai shook his head helplessly, sat aside, and took out a palm-sized stove and teapot from his body.
"Gurgling."
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After a while, the fragrance of tea overflowed.
Wen Tingyun watched Fahai put the peach petals that happened to be falling in the wind into the teapot. In an instant, a cup of fragrant tea was made from nature.
As if interested, Wen Tingyun said: "My friend's method of making tea is unheard of."
Fahai smiled and replied: "I just studied with an old man when I had nothing to do."
"Oh?" Wen Tingyun's eyes lit up: "For my friend Fahai to possess such tea ceremony skills, this old man must be a great master of tea ceremony! Can Tingyun dare to find him?"
Fahai showed a hint of nostalgia and regret, and said slowly: "My friend, that old man... has passed away."
Wen Tingyun couldn't help but regret: "I dare to ask, what is the reason? Is it possible that God is jealous of this great talent?"
Fa Hai sighed softly: "Die from exhaustion due to a flood."
Wen Tingyun said continuously: "I'm sorry, it was Tingyun who was abrupt."
Fahai was not angry and did not answer.
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Wen Tingyun looked at Fahai who kept putting peach petals into the teapot, and felt that the other man was holding the flowers and smiling at this moment. Under the compassionate look, there was a hint of sadness?
"Friends taste the best."
Wen Tingyun took the peach blossom tea, took a sip and couldn't help but exclaimed: "How wonderful it would be if my friend was not a Buddhist monk, but instead participated in the tea ceremony with Tingyun!"
"You two only drink tea here and don't compose poetry at all, but it's a bit disappointing."
Amid laughter, Yu Xuanji stepped forward and said, "What kind of tea is this? It smells so good."
For a time, many talented scholars also smelled the aroma of tea and couldn't help but twitch their index fingers.
When Fahai saw this, he picked up some peach petals and folded them into teacups with his skillful hands.
When the hot tea was poured into the petal tea cup, there was no leakage at all. Instead, the fragrance of the flowers overflowed, and it was so elegant that all the talented scholars who saw it praised it repeatedly.
"Zen Master is amazing!"
Yu Xuanji is a member of the Taoist sect and has also practiced some magic. Naturally, he can see that Fahai has become one of the great masters of Buddhism.
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Fa Hai smiled and said nothing, and just handed everyone cups of peach blossom tea.
"People in the Buddhist sect are a little poorer. I am able to meet you all today because of fate. If I give you something of gold or silver, it would be a bit cliché. But the calligraphy and poetry, Fa Hai is indeed difficult to compare with you."
"After much thought, I brewed a pot of peach blossom tea and wish everyone a clear and unparalleled peace of mind."
The talented scholars took the peach blossom tea and laughed:
"The Zen master also said that he cannot compare with us. Such an artistic conception makes us feel ashamed!"
"Yes, yes, Zen Master is too self-effacing!"
"I'm so lucky to see you today, Fengya is incomparable!"
For a time, the atmosphere of the poetry meeting was brought to its highest peak.
Looking at the satisfied guests and the peach blossom tea in his hands, Yu Xuanji looked at Fahai and couldn't help but be a little obsessed.
With indescribable appreciation and intoxication in his eyes, Yu Xuanji drank the fragrant tea in one gulp.
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Suddenly, the fragrance of peach blossoms lingered on my lips and teeth.