After the abbot left, Zhang Yue sat cross-legged at the foot of the peak and looked at a poem by Lu Dongbin engraved on the rock below the peak.
The power of the sail breaks through thousands of waves, and the horse's hooves trample the spring in the mountains.
Fame and profit are as thick as wine, and you will be so drunk that you will never wake up in the world.
Zhang Yue couldn't help but smile when he saw this. Thinking of Lu Dongbin's story about borrowing someone's pillow, his own affairs over the past few years seemed like a dream.
From being penniless to now being a bachelor of Duanming Palace, he is like a poor man who is proud and finally achieves immortality and is exhausted. However, the pain and joy in the dream are so great that even though he knows it is false, he is still addicted to it and is reluctant to let go.
It is said that scholars do not ask for help. As long as they are scholars, they are human beings. As long as they are human beings, they will be rich and noble.
Just like Lu Sheng in the Handan dream, who rose and fell to become the prime minister. Before he died, he said, "This is enough for life." After waking up from the dream, the yellow rice was not yet ripe.
Zhang Yue couldn't help but groaned when he thought of this.
When the old man returns to worship the class, the dust will never be seen again.
Why wait until the rice is ripe? Then you will realize that the world is just a dream.
At this time, the abbot and the county magistrate and others were hurrying up the mountain. The magistrate heard someone reciting this poem and looked at the abbot inquiringly.
The abbot explained: "It is Duke Duanming!"
The county magistrate stopped when he heard this and sighed: "You are so magnanimous as a prime minister!"
Several others thought, "How old is Zhang Yue?" What does "returning to old age" mean? However, at that time, men liked to call themselves old, and there were many people in their thirties who called themselves old husbands.
As soon as the county magistrate said this, the county officials, subordinate officials and village sages who came to the county all said so.
When everyone came to the foot of the peak, they saw Zhang Yue sitting cross-legged on the stone. The county magistrate immediately led everyone to worship.
When Zhang Yue saw the abbot in the crowd with whom he had just spoken freely, he showed great respect.
"The county magistrate does not need to work so hard. I just rested at the foot of the peak for one night to fulfill my old wish."
When the county magistrate heard about Zhang Yue, he seemed to be displeased and said quickly: "It is really our sin to disturb your husband's practice here."
Although Zhang Yue did not participate in politics, nor was he a prime minister, there was no limit to flattery in the officialdom. Even when ordinary people met the county magistrate, there were many people who called him "sir."
Zhang Yue shook his head when he saw the county magistrate's frightened look. When he was in his position, he could do whatever he said. He didn't need to care about other people's emotions, but it seemed that others had to always care about their own emotions.
In fact, the so-called Huang Liang Yi Meng is really boring. Only those who have just become officials are keen on it, and many high-ranking officials have devoted themselves to Buddhism and Taoism after retirement to find a spiritual destination for themselves.
So there is no need to explain anything, this is not what he should do.
The county magistrate said: "I have been working for the official career for more than ten years, but I just selected people, and I barely reached the seventh rank. Now after listening to Duan Minggong's words, I suddenly realized that it is far worse to be a low-ranking official in this state of mind."
Facing the county magistrate's compliment, Zhang Yue smiled and said: "How can we really see through it? Yan Ziling hid in the rivers and lakes back then, but was fishing by the river in sheep fur, just waiting for Emperor Guangwu to find him."
"We are just like Yan Ziling. We live in the world and have Wei Que in mind. If we really have the heart to wear a raincoat, we don't need a sheep's fur. Don't you think so, Abbot?"
Zhang Yue's allusion is that Yan Ziling is a representative hermit. Because he was found by Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty while fishing in a sheep fur suit, people often said that he was not a true hermit.
When the abbot saw Zhang Yue asking him, he immediately thought of what he had said before, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his bald head.
The abbot said: "I report to Duke Duan Ming that Yan Ziling does not wear a raincoat but wears a sheep fur to fish. Even if he has the intention but will not be an official for the rest of his life, he is also a true hermit."
"In fact, from the poor monk's point of view, it's not a bad idea to wear a raincoat in the summer and a sheep's fur in the winter!"
Faced with the abbot's quick wit, Zhang Yue smiled and said: "It's a good saying that you wear a raincoat in the summer and a sheep's fur in the winter. Zhang learned the lesson."
After hearing Zhang Yue's words, the abbot breathed a sigh of relief. When no one was concerned, he immediately asked the novice to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Everyone respectfully invited Zhang Yue to leave the temple and come down the mountain.
Zhang Yue walked on the steps step by step, looking back at the solitary peak of Mengbi Mountain, thinking that since God would not take it back, it meant that it stayed with him, so this fate would be temporary.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yue prayed silently in his heart: "Since this thing is a gift from heaven, Zhang Yue dare not disappoint his good intentions. He must choose good things and do them in this life, and he will establish them in a good place!"
Zhang Yue put his worries aside and suddenly felt relieved.
When he arrived at the monk's room in the temple, someone served Zhang Yue to change his clothes and wash his face.
Every move is taken care of.
Then they serve snacks, including cakes and more than a dozen kinds.
Zhang Yue felt that it was too extravagant and said to the county magistrate: "In the past, there was a man who was worthy of the Tao. When he knew that he was about to pass away, he called his descendants to be by his side. You must get up at five o'clock in the future."
"The descendants asked why? The other party said that they can't do their own business before the sun rises. The descendants said, our family is rich and we have no worries about food and clothing, so why do we get up so early?"
"In the way of humanity, these are all external things. I am leaving now, so I can't take anything with me. It's your own business to think about what you can take with you after you die."
After hearing this, the county magistrate knew that Zhang Yue really didn't like this, so he immediately ordered people to remove these unnecessary arrangements.
Finally, Zhang Yuefang left Dongjue Temple, and the abbot took the monks from He Temple to send Zhang Yue a message: "I didn't know the identity of Duke Duanming before, and I failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive me."
Zhang Yue said with a smile: "No, the abbot is an extraordinary person. In the past Five Dynasties, when King Zhao Wang Rong saw Zen Master Zhaozhou, Zen Master Zhaozhou refused to come out to greet him. The king blamed Zen Master Zhaozhou. But the Zen Master said, "The low-class people come to me"
When you come out of the mountain gate to greet you, the middle-class people come to my lower Zen room to greet you, and the superior people come to greet you in the meditation group. When the king comes, I think that the king is a superior person, so I welcome you here."
After Zhang Yue finished speaking, the abbot smiled awkwardly.
After leaving the temple gate, many people had already been lifted up.
Many former acquaintances and classmates from the county school came one after another after hearing the news to meet Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue met one by one, said a few words, chatted for a while, and then rode on horseback, with people shouting and protecting him along the way.
When I returned from the original route, I passed through the village. When I passed the village private school, I saw the private school master and the young scholars standing outside the door.
Zhang Yue dismounted and met the private school teacher. The other party knew that Zhang Yue was the bachelor of Duanming Palace. He didn't know what to say. Zhang Yue donated 10,000 yuan to pay for the private school.
Then Zhang Yue arrived at Pucheng County, and looked at the familiar Nanpu River and the covered bridge that spanned the stream directly to the county. This scene often appeared in his dreams.
No matter where I go, the feelings I was born in and grew up in will never change.
Cai Jing issued ten coins for ten coins, and the whole world was scolded, but his hometown did not issue it, for fear of being scolded by the villagers.
The county magistrate pointed to Zhang Yue and said to the official road at his feet: "I reported to Duke Duanming that two years ago, the official road was full of bumps and bumps, making it inconvenient for carriages and horses. When I took office, I rebuilt this official road."
Zhang Yue was very happy when he heard this and said: "It is a great merit to help the people. The county magistrate really thinks about the people."
Officials are most afraid that no one will know about their political achievements. The county magistrate was overjoyed when he heard this. With Zhang Yue's words, he could add to his political achievements.
While they were talking, Xianxialingxia Station received the imperial edict and was sending a horse to Pucheng County to convey the message.
