Chapter 6 Looking at all relatives and friends from afar
After Chen Chong reported it, Zheng Xuan's appointment was quickly conveyed. After all, he is a world-famous "spiritual god". Although Zheng Xuan was very polite to Chen Chong, it was also earned by Chen Chong. In today's literary world, he can become a sect.
A grandmaster, in addition to being knowledgeable and sophisticated about heaven and earth, must also have a fighting spirit that is better than mine.
Among today's Confucian scholars, most of them were defeated by Zheng Xuan's subordinates. Among them, He Xiu was the most famous. When Zheng Xuan rose to prominence, He Xiu was already famous all over the world and was known as the "Sea of Learning." How could he have bumped into Zheng Xuan? His debating skills were not as good as those of Zheng Xuan.
Zheng Xuan was far ahead, Zheng Xuan was eloquent, and he eliminated all the contradictions in He Xiu. He Xiu returned in defeat, fulfilling Zheng Xuan's reputation as the "God of Spirits". Naturally, no one dared to Zheng Xuan this time as the doctor's sacrificial wine.
Objection.
Chen Chong made all arrangements for the Imperial Academy and sent a letter home to his clan in Yingchuan, reporting his appointment and arrangements to Chen Ji and Chen Kui to reassure them. He also wrote that he would also pay monthly bills in Xihe.
I sent a letter from home. The situation in Xihe is now uncertain, and uncle Chen Ji will not return to Dongdu. In a few days, Cai Yan will be arranged to return to Yingchuan to live. I hope that my family will take care of him.
Traveling far away also requires money. Being a prefect makes money faster, but spending it is faster. Chen Chong knew that in this profession, he must be a living Bodhisattva who cares about money. Fortunately, he did not have no reserves. Chen Chong took Wei Yan to the Taixue Paper Factory to get it.
Money, he has been running this paper mill for more than six years. The quality of the paper is undoubtedly the best in Luoyang. It has grown bigger and bigger in the past two years. He can accumulate dozens of gold cakes every year. In addition, Chen Chong usually eats and drinks from the imperial court.
, there is no expense, the profits have been kept in the paper mill, and this time I actually brought out one hundred red gold cakes.
The red gold cakes were neatly stacked into a small mound and piled on top of the case box. It was the first time Wei Yan saw so much money, and his eyes were dizzy. He turned around in a daze and said, "Mr. Chen, take these to Xihe."
"?" Chen Chong had already found two bags, divided the money into two piles, and said with a smile while pretending: "Chang Wen, with this money, it's hard to say whether it can be used in the first half of the year in Xihe?"
Wei Yan wondered: "Xihe is only a small county, and I heard that there are few officials in the government. How can Mr. Chen use the expenses?" Chen Chong packed the bag, carried one bag on his back, handed one bag to Wei Yan, and sighed: "Disaster relief
, appeasement, and persuading farmers, which one does not cost money? Wen Chang, when I take office, you will know what it means to spend money like running water."
Wei Yan was silent. He borrowed the baggage and carried it on his shoulders. The heavy weight of the gold cakes made him feel a little dazed, but he felt that the weight on his shoulders was very light.
The two people walked out of the paper mill carrying their baggage. The workers of the paper mill greeted Chen Chong along the way. Chen Chong also returned the greetings one by one and encouraged them to work harder. Suddenly, it started to rain lightly. The rain was like cream, the pebbles were moist, the bamboo forest was rustling, and Chen Chong suddenly
Thinking of Su Dongpo's poems, he felt so happy at this scene and he didn't know when we would see each other again. On a whim, he sang loudly:
"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not whistling and walking slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are lighter than horses.
Who is afraid!
A coop of mist and rain will lead a lifetime
The cool spring breeze blows away the drunkenness,
Slightly cold,
The top of the mountain is slanting but welcomes each other,
Looking back at the bleak place,
Go back!
There is neither wind nor rain"
The words are good, the people are good, and the mountains are good. After singing the song, Chen Chong felt happy and contented. Unexpectedly, he bumped into several young people, all of whom were students who often listened to his lectures.
It turned out that he and Xu Shu came here to request to accompany Chen Chong.
Chen Chong has been giving lectures in the past few years and has achieved remarkable results. Before he took office, the emperor was dissatisfied with the customs of Taixue and founded Hongdu School in Hongdu Gate. He selected scholars with poems and parallel poems and gave them preferential treatment. Many people became marquis and became prime minister.
This led to the decline of Taixue for a time, and Confucian scholars rushed to enroll in Hongdu School [1]. However, after Chen Chong came to take charge of Taixue, he first refuted the Jinwen Jing school and invited Zheng Xuan, Song Zhong and other ancient classics scholars to come to Taixue to give lectures.
He established Neo-Confucianism and became famous in Beijing with "Records of the Reform of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty". He just took the limelight from His Majesty and took it back to Taixue. It can be said that Chen Chong's fans in Taixue today are not tens of thousands, but thousands.
The leader among these students was Yu Fan and Yu Zhongxiang, a student from Kuaiji. He saluted Chen Chong and said: "Mr. Wen wanted to fight the chaos for the country. Fan admired him very much. He only came to the capital from afar for Mr. Xiao's studies. Now Mr.
If I can't go far away, I have no place to stay in the capital, so I would rather go back to my hometown to study and hope that my husband will be successful."
This young man was only three or four years younger than Chen Chong, but his expression was so sincere. Chen Chong smiled and gave him a hug, sighing: "Zhongxiang, not only studying is learning, doing things is also learning. As the eldest son of Yu Shijun, you,
I can't let you have any chance, so you should go home first and see what I do in Xihe. If you have any questions, you can write to me at any time."
Yu Fan looked gloomy. He had obviously expected this answer. The following young men, like him, were also high-ranking officials in the imperial court, so they probably could not travel with Chen Chong. However, he immediately forced himself to say: "As nobles, Yu Fan
Unexpectedly, there are such shortcomings. I really envy Yuan Zhi and the others! Although I can't go with my husband, there is one person, and I hope that my husband will take more care of him." Then he pulled out a young man from behind.
Chen Chong looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but turn pale with shock. This young man was half unfamiliar and half familiar to him, but he could recognize it at a glance. He was Fu Qian, the son of Fu Xie. Fu Xie had previously served as a councilor in the capital and often met Chen Chong.
A year ago, he was transferred to Liangzhou to serve as the prefect of Hanyang County. However, he was burdened by Geng Bi's incompetence and died heroically in the chaos. The imperial court ordered Fu Xie to be posthumously named "Zhuangjiehou". After more than a year, Fu Qian grew taller.
A lot more, but also a bit more vicissitudes of life.
Chen Chong put down his baggage, knelt down and asked softly: "Bie Cheng, when did you arrive? When I heard about your father's death, I thought I would never see you again."
Fu Qian's eyes turned red when he heard this. He didn't know if he thought of Fu Xie again. He choked and said: "Before my father fought to the death, Gan persuaded my father to resign and flee, but my father and Qian said that we can't live in a world of chaos."
I have a great ambition, but I want to avoid the difficulties when I am earning a salary? What will I do, I will die like this." So he entrusted Qian to the chief secretary Yang Hui, saying that chief secretary Yang was his Cheng Ying, and his uncle was his Bo Ya.
, I must come to you, the words still ring in my ears, but my father is no longer alive."
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Chen Chong was speechless for a while, and sighed for a long time: "How great, Nan Rong is worthy of becoming Fu Jiezi. Nan Rong has entrusted you to me, how dare I not do my best to care for you like my own son." He then said to Yu Fan and others:
"When the teacher quells the bandits in Xihe, we must also stabilize the people's livelihood. Until then, it will not be too late for you to come again." Yu Fan and others agreed one after another.
Chen Chong asked where Yang Hui was, and Fu Qian replied that Yang Hui thought he had little virtue and did not dare to meet Chen Chong, so he waited outside Taixue. Chen Chong hurriedly went to the gate of Taixue and took Yang Hui into the house until everything was sorted out.
After everything has been resolved, it is almost midnight.
Chen Chong arranged five carriages for this trip, one carrying groceries, one carrying books, one carrying money, one carrying weapons, and one specially carrying Cai Yan back to Yingchuan. The remaining students all rode on horseback.
,This is Chen Chong’s consistent style.
Xu Shu looked up at the night and couldn't help but ask Chen Chong: "Sir, you are going to the frontier, why don't you let your classmates come to see you off?"
Chen Chong said with a smile: "Yuanzhi, all of you are here to see me off. It's like my grandson is being buried. It's as if I will never come back once I leave." He also looked up at the night sky full of twinkling stars and murmured.
He murmured: "What's more, the stars in the sky are shining at this time, and I believe that one of them is Aweng looking at me in the sky. This is enough."
Cai Yan was sitting in the window, looking at him half-covered from time to time. Chen Chong looked back, smiled, and said loudly: "A Yan, when I take office, I will write to you every month!"
So the motorcade set off. Chen Chong once again passed through Kaiyang Gate, parted ways with his wife, and turned to the west. After passing outside Guangyang Gate, he walked through layers of houses and walked three miles when he suddenly saw a tall tower, more than ten feet high.
Under the high tower are temples and temples. At the front of the temple are three high gates. In front of the gates are brightly lit. Dozens of people holding torches are quietly looking at Chen Chong and his party.
Chen Chong rode forward and saw at a glance all his old friends.
The leader was shaved and issued a monk's ordination. His appearance was no different from ordinary people, with a high nose and brown eyes. He was Kang Ju, an eminent monk from India who was traveling eastward. He clasped his hands together and saluted Chen Chong: "Almsgiver Chen is traveling far away, and this young monk is not respectful.
Only the recently completed translation of "Asking About Hell" was given to the donor, hoping that the donor would correct it."
Then a Xiaoqiu presented the scriptures to him. Chen Chong took the scriptures and returned the courtesy saying: "The master is a foreign expert, but he came here specially to see you off. Although Chen Chong is a secular person, he is extremely grateful."
Kang Ju recited: "Almsgiver Chen's mind is inherently pure, and his Buddha nature is inherently present. From the perspective of the young monk, it is not impossible for him to achieve great enlightenment, cut off cause and effect, and gain great freedom."
"How can there be such a pure nature of mind?" Chen Chong sighed: "The body is a bodhi tree, and the mind is a mirror stand. Wipe it frequently to prevent it from causing dust. What Chong can achieve is only at this level." p>
Kang Ju said with a smile: "Donor Chen can achieve this level, Bishamon Heaven must be above and bless the benefactor."
Chen Chong said "Oh" and couldn't help but laugh: "Will Bishamon, the heaven above, also protect the demon of freedom?"
Kang Ju smiled and said nothing. Then Chen Chong greeted Zheng Xuan again: "Brother Zheng, it's so late for me to bother you to come and see you off. Chong can't feel at ease."
Zheng Xuan stroked his beard and shook his head, calling three young men forward, and then said: "Brother Chen thinks highly of me. I just don't want Brother Chen to be more beautiful than before. It's a pity that this body is decaying and it is difficult to achieve anything. Fortunately, I There are still a few disciples who can help you solve your problems. I hope Brother Chen will not refuse."
Chen Chong looked at them one by one, but they were Xu Ci from Nanyang, Liu Yan from Lu, and Sun Qian from Beihai. Although they were disciples of Zheng Xuan, they often came to listen to Chen Chong's lectures. When they met, they saluted: "Sir."
Chen Chong encouraged them: "Since you are the successors of the Sutra God and can enter the Chong curtain, Chong is naturally very happy. I hope you don't fall into the name of the teacher when you go north."
Finally, there were Zhong Yao, Cao Cao, Xun Yu and other Yuzhou township party members. They bid farewell to Chen Chong one by one. Cao Cao fell at the end and suddenly gave Chen Chong a hug. Then he whispered: "Ting Jian, why did you come back for so long and don't go?" Get together with me? But resent me because of the original thing?"
Chen Chong and Cao Cao looked at each other solemnly. Seeing the true feelings in his eyes, he could only sigh: "Meng De, although you are my friend, you are also the friend of the original. This time I went against the original, I must have you among them. If you are in a dilemma, I just don’t want to make you miserable.”
Cao Cao was speechless for a moment, then he took off his sword and gave it to Chen Chong, saying: "Ting Jian's journey is very difficult and dangerous. This is my treasured sword Qingzhi. I wish you a safe journey, and we will gather and laugh together when you return."
Chen Chong pulled out the sword blade. The sword was as bright as frost and the sword energy was bright. He nodded and said with a smile: "Mengde, take care of yourself. We will see you again."
Then Chen Chong galloped up and left the White Horse Temple far behind him. Looking back at Qiyun Pagoda, the moon shadow lengthened, and the fire was still there.
Turning back to the road ahead, Chen Chong's eyes suddenly opened up. Different from the east and south of Luoyang City, under the rolling mountains in the distance and in the vast wilderness, there were only wildfires jumping. They were the bonfires of the Liangzhou refugees at night. Echoing the stars in the sky.
Wei Yan followed behind him on a Bingzhou horse, Xu Shu, Shi Tao, Meng Jian and others also followed behind, full of ambition. Xu Ci, Sun Qian and Liu Yan sat on the shaft of the carriage, looking at the thousands of mountains and rivers excitedly. I don’t know when I fell asleep in the clutter car. There was the fragrance of earth everywhere, and there were wisps of mournful sounds coming from nowhere.
[1] Hongdu Menxue: The highest institution of higher education newly established by Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty for centralization of power. It is named after the school is located in Hongdumen, Luoyang, and is tied with Taixue. The students enrolled in Hongdu Menxue and the teaching content are all Contrary to Taixue, the students were selected by the three governors of the state and county, and most of them were common people with low social status who were looked down upon by the gentry. Courses such as poetry, novels, rulers, calligraphy and painting were offered, breaking the convention of specializing in Confucian classics. Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty In order to strengthen his own power, he gave special treatment to the students of Hongdu School. After graduation, students were mostly given high-ranking officials and generous salaries. Some of them became governors, prefects, ministers, ministers, and some were granted marquisships and titles. Hongdu School It was very prosperous at that time, with thousands of students.
[2] Eminent Monks from Tianzhu: In the seventh year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty (AD 64), Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty heard that there were strange gods in the west, so he sent his doctor Cai Min and his doctoral disciple Qin Jing to Tianzhu to seek Dharma. In the tenth year of Yongping, two eminent Indian monks took this photo
Mo Teng and Zhu Falan were invited to join the envoys of the Eastern Han Dynasty, carrying Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist statues on white horses back to Luoyang, the capital. In the eleventh year of Yongping (AD 68), Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty ordered the construction of a monastery in the north of the imperial road three miles outside the West Yongmen Gate in Luoyang. To commemorate this,
The white horse carried the scriptures, named "Baima Temple". Since then, many Western eminent monks came to the White Horse Temple to translate the scriptures. In more than 150 years after 68 AD, there were 192 scriptures, a total of three
One hundred and ninety-five volumes of Buddhist scriptures were translated here, and White Horse Temple became the well-deserved No. 1 scripture translation monastery in China. It was also the cultural center of Buddhism at this time.