Ye Qingya was fascinated by what he saw. While reading, he sketched with his hands, trying to figure out how to use the brush.
Xu Chunliang did not disturb her. He turned around and saw that Monk Tonghui had come over. Pu Jian and Ge Guangming were filming the scene and planned to go back with these photos to formulate a specific repair plan. Ge Guangming originally wanted to back down, but
Pu Jian promised to give him a 20% increase on the original basis. For the sake of money, Ge Guangming decided to give it a try. In fact, the project was not difficult, but the key was that it was too labor-intensive.
Tong Hui greeted: "Two donors, please have tea in the cave."
Ye Qingya was still immersed in the ocean of calligraphy art and could not extricate herself. She said softly: "You go first, I will go there later."
Xu Chunliang followed Tong Hui into the cave, while Tong Hui was busy boiling water for tea.
Xu Chunliang said: "Master, was it raining heavily in the past two days?"
Tong Hui said: "This mountain is different from the one below. In the past, our Duyun Temple was a geomantic treasure. I have been here for so many years, and there have been frequent flash floods, but I have to go around Duyun Temple every time. I don't know why this year, the two days ago
The flash flood caused by the rain rushed down from the east and destroyed several Buddhist temples. The entire Manjusri Hall collapsed, and a corner of the Main Hall was also destroyed. If it is not repaired, it is in danger of collapse."
Xu Chunliang said that the regulations of Duyun Temple are not big, and normal maintenance should not cost much. However, the main problem is that it is located deep in the mountains, and it is inconvenient to transport materials.
Tong Hui said: "This is also my fault. I have neglected maintenance over the years due to illness, otherwise the loss this time would not have been so great."
Xu Chunliang said: "I see you were posting books just now. Are many Buddhist scriptures soaked in water?"
Tong Hui said: "The water channel is also blocked, otherwise it would not be soaked in water. Thinking about it, I am really ashamed of the master. Some scriptures are not a problem if they are dried in the sun, but some need to be copied again."
He brought a cup of wild mountain tea to Xu Chunliang. Xu Chunliang took it with both hands and said with a smile: "Master, how is your health lately?"
Tong Hui said: "Thanks to Donor Xu, I have basically recovered now."
Xu Chunliang asked: "Have you ever gone to the hospital for a review?"
Tong Hui shook his head and said: "No, if you can't remember the past, just let it go. It's destined to happen. Maybe the Buddha just doesn't want me to think about it."
Xu Chunliang said: "Master, would you like me to diagnose your pulse?"
Tong Hui smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. Tong Hui's pulse was stringy and slippery, and his tongue was red and had thin coating.
Xu Chunliang asked him about his recent rest. Although Tonghui had regained his rationality, he still had palpitations, insomnia, and restless dreams. Xu Chunliang used acupuncture to help Tonghui return to sanity from madness last time, but he did not bring it back to reason.
His disease was eradicated.
According to Mo Han, Master Yuanbei, the abbot of Duyun Temple, discovered Tonghui at the foot of the cliff twenty years ago. He was injured in the head. After Yuanbei rescued him, Tonghui stayed in the temple and became a monk.
's disciple.
Tong Hui has forgotten everything in the past since then. Judging from his pulse and his symptoms, he should have suffered brain hemorrhage when he fell off the cliff, and the brain was blocked due to trauma.
Medical scriptures say: All incurable diseases are caused by poor removal of blood stasis. Tonghui's retrograde amnesia is due to blood stasis in the brain, and this is also the reason for madness.
The last time Xu Chunliang came to Duyun Temple, he had not yet obtained the complete picture of Tianyang Chapter from the dragon bone. Now he has completely mastered the secret of unblocking menstruation and regenerating marrow. He can even remove the parasite eggs in Ye Lao's brain.
Eliminate them one by one. Like Tong Hui, he is sure to help him clear the obstruction.
Xu Chunliang said: "Master, if you are willing, I can try to help you clear your meridians and regain your memory."
Tong Hui shook his head, pulled his hand back, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much to Donor Xu for your kindness. The poor monk is living a very peaceful and happy life now. I believe in Donor Xu's medical skills, but you cured me. If I remember it, I will be happy."
That’s all, if it’s all pain, wouldn’t it be equivalent to stepping into hell?”
Xu Chunliang looked at Tong Hui. Although the monk had lost his memory, he had not lost his wisdom. Before he came to Duyun Temple to become a monk, he must have had a painful memory. He has been accustomed to such a life in the past twenty years.
.
Xu Chunliang said: "Master, don't you want to know that you still have family members in this world? How are they doing?"
Tong Hui said: "I am a monk. The four elements are empty and the six roots are pure. The Buddha arranged for me to come to Duyun Temple and let me lose my memory, which is equivalent to helping me cut off the dust. This is my destiny."
Xu Chunliang added: "Whether you fell off the cliff by accident or was harmed by someone else, don't you want to know?"
Tong Hui said: "Whether I have made a mistake or been harmed by others, the old me has died long ago, and only Tong Hui is living in this world. The poor monk devotes himself to the Buddha and will not be troubled by gratitude and hatred, not to mention everything in this world.
There is karma and retribution for everything, Buddha will arrange it on his own, so why should I worry."
Xu Chunliang sighed and said, "Well, since Master Tonghui has made such a choice, I have nothing to say."
Tong Hui served Xuxu tea and said with a smile: "The female donor who came with you today seems to like calligraphy very much."
Xu Chunliang said: "Her name is Ye Qingya, she is a leader among the younger generation of domestic calligraphy and painting circles."
Tong Hui repeated softly: "No one knows Chang'e in the sky, so she should be as elegant as a pear blossom."
At this time, Ye Qingya happened to walk into the cave from the outside and happened to hear Tong Hui's recitation. She was a little surprised and said: "Master, do you also know this poem?"
The poem Tong Hui recited is called "Pear Blossom" and was written by Fang Hui, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty. This poet was not well-known, so his poems were not widely circulated. Ye Qingya was born at the end of March, when the pear blossoms were in full bloom.
season, so this poem was quoted when naming it.
Tong Hui said: "In addition to copying Buddhist scriptures in my spare time, I also like to compile poems from past dynasties. Fang Hui has made great achievements in poetic theory. He proposed the "theory of state of mind" and advocated that poetry should highlight reality and the sense of the times, and pay attention to "personality".
"The unity with "Poetry Style" advocates the combination of "thin, tough and pretty" and "clear and natural" style. It opposes the puppet and charming style of "Xikun Style"."
Ye Qingya said: "Fang Hui's poems are completely different from his conduct in life. He is a man of unspeakable integrity and is ridiculed by the world, but he is good at discussing poetry. When Lizong of the Southern Song Dynasty ascended to the throne, he first wrote "Plum Blossoms"
"Hundred Odes", he flattered the powerful minister Jia Sidao, but later he saw that Sidao was defeated, and that he could be killed by Shidao, so he was appointed as the magistrate of Yanzhou. The Yuan soldiers were approaching, and he sang the theory of defending the feudal territory until the Yuan soldiers arrived.
, and when the wind came down, he was appointed as the general manager of Jiande Road. He is simply a chameleon."
Tong Hui praised: "The female donor has studied Fanghui very deeply."
Ye Qingya said: "I became interested in him because I knew that my name came from his pear blossom poem. After collecting his historical materials and poems, I found that my favorite poem is not "Pear Blossom" but "Pear Blossom".
"Two poems for Gao Xiangshi"
Tong Hui said: "What is a sharp-headed general in Wu'an? Zhenguan has no blessings for his people. There are many people who have been granted lordships in the world, and those who are lords are murderers."
Ye Qingya's beautiful eyes shone, Master Tonghui was so talented, he never expected that such a person could be hidden in this ancient temple in the mountains: "Yes, it's this one."
Xu Chunliang didn't have the slightest impression of Fang Hui. When he was alive, this guy hadn't been born yet, but from what Ye Qingya said, it seemed that Fang Hui was a speculator who catered to both sides. It was a bit strange. How to write about such a person?
This is such a profound poem.
Xu Chunliang said: "This is a good sentence. There are many people who are granted lordships in the world, and those who are granted lordships are murderers. It is simply a portrayal of officialdom in ancient and modern times."
Ye Qingya said: "The person who wrote such a poem has no moral integrity at all."
Tong Hui said: "If you look at Fang Hui's life, he is indeed not upright and aboveboard, but if you know the other side of him, you will feel that his contradictions are actually reasonable."
Ye Qingya said: "Master, please give me some advice."
Tong Hui said: "Guidance is out of the question. I'll tell you what I found in history books for your reference."
He took a sip of tea and continued: "Fang Hui is not only a poet, he also comes from a sect. It is said that the sect is one of the eight sects in Jianghu. The founder is the famous strategist Guiguzi. Guiguzi has two famous disciples, Su Qin.
and Zhang Yi, these two are very talented in eloquence and are good at the art of combining vertical and horizontal directions. With the development of history, they have evolved into the way of being an official in the officialdom."
Xu Chunliang said: "You mean, this Fang Hui is also a disciple of the Jue Sect?"
Tong Hui said: "Yes, Fang Hui was born in a noble family and decided that he would use the noble family's methods when dealing with many things. According to the current saying, he uses officialdom methods. Naturally, such methods cannot be called moral integrity. As the female donor said
It is said that this person is extremely conflicted in his heart. On the one hand, he follows the trend and adopts noble methods to gain promotions, but on the other hand, he longs for a pure and noble ideological realm. I think he has lived a tangled and depressed life."
Xu Chunliang said: "Whenever you mix the system, you can't pay attention to integrity."
Ye Qingya said: "You can't generalize, most people are still good."
Xu Chunliang chuckled, Ye Qingya didn't fit into the system anyway.
Tong Hui said: "In the system, one must be able to stretch and bend. To be fair, Fang Hui also encountered a wall in reality and gradually changed. In the third year of Jingding in the Southern Song Dynasty, he ranked first in the imperial examination, but was suppressed by Jia Sidao.
, was demoted to the head of Section B. Fang Ying should have hated Jia Sidao from then on, but he could still flatter Jia Sidao on the surface. He wrote "Hundred Odes of Plum Blossoms" to flatter Jia Sidao, and waited until Jia Sidao lost power.
, he immediately added insult to injury. Such people are not uncommon in official circles from ancient times to the present. The emphasis of the lordship is to assess the situation and make decisions according to the wind."
Ye Qingya said: "Anyway, I don't like this person. Later I learned the origin of my name and found out who Fang Hui was, and I immediately had the idea of changing my name."
Xu Chunliang laughed loudly, and Tong Hui couldn't help but smile. Ye Qingya had the idea of changing her name because of her personality as a poet. It seems that there are not many such things.
Tong Hui said: "The word Qingya is not exclusive to Fang Hui."
Ye Qingya said: "My dad said the same thing. He also said that his best friend helped me name my name..." She stopped here and smiled sheepishly: "It's too far off topic.
