Chapter 170 The big flicker of Di Qing's defense battle
Chapter 170: Di Qing’s Defensive Battle: Big Deception
It was late at night and the rain was still falling. In the Zen room in the backyard of Daxiangguo Temple, a charcoal basin was lit. (Holy Hall)
Di Qing fell ill as soon as he came back. At this time, he was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and a wet towel on his forehead.
His eldest son, Di Zi, tiptoed in, gently opened the handkerchief on his forehead, and said softly: "Father, Abbot Yuanjue is here." Yuanjue is the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple.
Di Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked at Monk Yuanjue, who was standing at the door with a fluttering beard and kind eyes. He nodded and said, "Abbott, please come in."
"I heard that Di Xianggong was feeling cold," Monk Yuanjue announced the Buddha's name and came in, "I'm a poor monk, come and take a look."
"I have heard for a long time that the abbot is the Holy Hand of Xinglin," Di Zi implored, "Please help my father take a look."
"Sorry to trouble you, Master." Di Qing slowly sat up straight.
Yuan Jue sat on the stool next to him, pressed Di Qing's Cun Guan ruler with two fingers, closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a long time, then opened his eyes and said: "My husband is in good health."
"Then why is my head so dizzy and my insides feeling like fire?" Di Qing asked in a hissing voice.
"In addition to physical diseases, there are also mental diseases. "The Great Wisdom" says that all kinds of internal and external diseases are called physical diseases; depression, anger, jealousy, greed, sorrow, fear and other kinds of troubles, ninety-eight knots, five hundred knots,
All kinds of desires and wishes are called heart diseases." Yuan Jue said slowly: "Heart diseases can also make people feel pain, otherwise why would they be called diseases?" After that, he looked at Di Qing and said, "Does your husband have a heart disease?"
Di Qing was silent for a long time before nodding.
"Master, how should I treat my father's heart disease?" Di Zi asked eagerly.
"The poor monk doesn't even know what kind of heart disease he has..." Yuan Jue shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Di Qing but Yuan remained silent.
"Let's see. Mr. Di will draw lots and see." Yuanjue said with a smile: "Let's see how the Buddha enlightens Mr. Di." Then he said to the little novice monk standing outside the door: "Go and get the lot. (Temple)
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The young novice monk immediately ran away and retrieved a black and oily bamboo tube in a moment. Daxiangguo Temple's spiritual lottery is famous all over the world, and Di Qing even tried it himself.
That was more than ten years ago, when he was transferred back to the capital by the imperial court. One day when he had some free time, he took the initiative to visit the Daxiangguo Temple. His companions told him about the fortune-telling spirit in the temple, so he drew one as he pleased. The sign was
:
"I am by your side day and night, and I am so famous that I cannot bear it; suddenly a strong wind blows, and the gold is like sand, and the sand is like gold."
At that time, Di Qing asked someone to interpret the lotus. The interpretation given to him at that time also contained four sentences: "When encountering force, there will be prosperity, when encountering literature, there will be decline, when encountering water, there will be death, and when encountering fire, there will be life."
At that time, Di Hanchen was still young, vigorous and enterprising. When he heard that his "life and death" had been decided, he felt very uncomfortable. He inserted the lottery ticket back into the tube with disdain.
Said: "What kind of spiritual fortune tellers are all vague and vague, I just don't believe them!"
But as time went by, he discovered that the signature and the signature coincided with his life trajectory... He first served in the Forbidden Army, and gradually became the commander of the Imperial Palace, and was promoted to deputy privy envoy.
If you gain the trust of officials, you can do a lot of work, but your reputation is not too high. After all, this is a world of civil servants.
What really made him famous in the world was the pacification of Nong Zhigao's rebellion... Doesn't this fit in with the saying of "accompanying the emperor day and night, becoming famous in one fell swoop"?
Let’s talk about the interpretation of the lottery, the so-called "encounter with Wu Zexing"... It is obvious that his climb from soldier to privy minister relied on his unparalleled military exploits step by step. He also reused him, promoted him, and strongly advocated sending him south to fight against the enemy.
The old superior who rebelled, Pang Xianggong, was from Chengwu in Shanzhou, and his native place happened to have the word "武" in it.
It is easier to understand the so-called "when encountering Wen, you will decline". He is a military man who mistakenly entered the world of civil servants. Hasn't his life been bad enough in the past few years? And the current prime minister happens to be named "Wen"...
As for "you will die when you encounter water"...who doesn't know that the reason why Di Qing ended up in such a situation is because people think that he should be responsible for this flood!
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Seeing the lotus tube in Yuanjue's hand, Di Qing suddenly had so many memories. After a long time, he calmed down, took out another lotus from it, took a look, and his face was like gold paper. He saw four lines of poetry written on it:
"I am by your side day and night, and I am so famous that I cannot bear it; suddenly a strong wind blows, and the gold is like sand, and the sand is like gold. The Holy Temple"
Di Zi gave the lot in his hand to the old monk Yuanjue. Yuanjue took it, glanced at it, and asked lightly: "What's wrong with this lot?"
"It's actually the same one I smoked more than ten years ago..." Di Qing said with difficulty.
"It's normal, because it's drawn by the same person," Yuan Jue said indifferently: "If we have the same destiny, we will inevitably draw the same branch." He paused and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Di, who is your Geng this year?"
"Forty-nine years old."
"It just matches the numbers, so it's not just a coincidence." Yuan Jue said it plainly, but Di Qing felt more and more unfathomable, and wanted to find out the truth even more urgently. He couldn't help but take a step closer to Yuan Jue, and said eagerly:
"I hope the abbot will explain the mystery behind this."
Yuan Jue's eyes were like lightning. He glanced at Di Qing and asked slowly: "Ms. Di, how was this lot drawn back then?"
"When you meet martial arts, you thrive; when you meet literature, you decay; when you meet water, you die; when you meet fire, you live." Di Qing immediately replied: "The first three sentences are all fulfilled, but the last sentence, 'When you meet fire, you live', please give me some advice.
The abbot cleared up the doubts."
"My Buddhist family talks about Nirvana in fire," Yuanjue said slowly, "Only by eliminating the cause and effect of death and life and crossing the waterfall of life and death can pain be eliminated and freedom be achieved."
"How can we achieve nirvana?" Di Qing asked softly.
"Put it down!" Yuanjue shouted: "Let go of all thoughts of right and wrong, fame and fortune! Cut off all causes and effects and worries!"
"Put it down..." Di Qing was stunned.
"Amitabha!" Yuanjue proclaimed the Buddha's name and said to Di Qing: "My lord, please forgive me for speaking frankly. You have been a soldier for half your life. Although you have made great achievements in war, you have also committed all kinds of killings, and you have no Buddhist realm in your heart. If you don't rein in your horse from the brink, you will be successful immediately.
Buddha, I'm afraid even the great gods and goddesses won't be able to save him."
Normally, Di Qing would just listen to his alarmist talk. However, today, Wen Yanbo's letter has caused Di Qing's self-confidence to collapse, and now he is convinced.
"Now that things have come to this, what more questions do you have?" Yuanjue is well versed in people's psychology and is unwilling to say any more suspicious words.
"I would like to ask the old abbot, what does it mean when gold is sand and sand is gold?" Di Qing asked with difficulty.
"Want to turn gold into sand, and turn it into Buddha's sand into gold." Yuanjue announced another Buddha's name and said, "Donor, please do what you want."
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"Thinking of gold turns into sand, turning to Buddha's sand is like gold..." After Yuanjue left, Di Qing kept chanting this sentence as if he was possessed by a demon. His face was dim and gloomy, and the honors and disgrace of his life appeared on the surface like a revolving lantern.
In front of you.
He thought of the ambition he had set when he was at Donghua Gate when he was young and saw the number one scholar parading through the streets.
Thinking of the invincible ghost-faced general with disheveled hair and a bronze mask on the northwest battlefield.
Fan Wenzhenggong thought of giving him "Spring and Autumn" and encouraging him to study seriously.
Thinking of Han Qi killing his favorite general, he roared angrily: 'The one who is called number one outside the Donghua Gate is the hero!'
Thinking of the Kunlun Pass, I was overwhelmed by Nong Zhigao's arrogance.
I thought of the official's oath that after returning to Beijing, "I will live up to you for the rest of my life."
Thinking about the past four years, in the position of Privy Council, I had to endure humiliation and compromise, but I was always ridiculed and resented by civil servants.
Thinking that the officials had forgotten their old oaths, they acquiesced in Wen Yanbo's expulsion from the court...
Di Qing suddenly felt that all his thoughts were lost, and tears flashed in his eyes. However, after all, he was a hero who bled but did not shed tears. He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions and said: "I will serve you with pen and ink."
Di Zi quickly sharpened his ink, while Di Qing sat behind the writing desk, picked up the pen, and slowly wrote a few words weighing more than a thousand kilograms: 'Resignation'!
"Dad!" Di Zi suddenly changed his expression and said, "Is this the end of the matter?"
"..." Di Qing nodded, said nothing, and continued to write vigorously, as if he wanted to vent the grievances in his heart on the pen.
While he was writing, the door rang, and Di Zi asked in a deep voice: "Who?"
"Brother, it's me." This is Di Yong's voice.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Di Yong appeared in front of his father and brother. Behind him was a tall soldier.
"What's he doing here?" Di Zi frowned.
Di Yong smiled, turned around, closed the door, and said to Di Qing: "Dad, look who's coming?"
Di Qing raised his head when he heard this, and the long-legged soldier also took off his hat, revealing a heroic face.
"Sanlang, why are you here?" Di Qing asked in surprise.
"Don't worry, come and see the marshal." Chen Ke took off his poncho and said.
"I'm embarrassed today." Di Qing smiled self-deprecatingly and asked him to sit by the brazier and dry himself off.
Chen Ke sat down as he was told, glanced at the memorial being written on Di Qing's desk and said, "Let me guess what the marshal is writing."
"No need to guess, it's a resignation letter." Di Qing put down his pen and said calmly.
"Why did the Marshal change his gender?" Chen Ke said with a look of astonishment: "A few days ago, I advised you to retire, but you still refused."
"It's the court's intention..." Di Qing sighed.
"So, you have received the imperial edict?" Chen Ke asked.
"No." Di Qing shook his head.
"Are there any official notes?" Chen Ke asked.
"No, it's Mr. Wen's note." Di Qing shook his head again and told the truth.
Why have I never heard that the minister of the East Palace can dismiss the minister of the West Palace?" Chen Ke said with a chuckle.
"Of course there are official intentions." Di Qing sighed again and said in a depressed tone: "It's just that the officials had something to say before and couldn't go back on their word now, so they let Mr. Wen hint to me..."
"Hahahaha..." After hearing Di Qing's words, his two sons turned pale, but Chen Ke burst out laughing.