The idea of traveling around the world in one bottle and one bowl is beautiful, noble, and even great, but after Yun Zheng saw Wugou's huge belly, he remained pessimistic about whether he could achieve the fate.
It is said that Master Hongren had a kind-faced face and kind eyes, and he looked like an eminent monk at first glance. No matter where he went, good men and women would give alms. But Monk Wugou probably would not have anyone give alms to him except people from Dousha County. If the temple did not
If you take him in, there's a chance he'll starve to death.
"Master, please accept this hundred coins." Yun Zheng desperately put the money into Wugou's arms, but Wugou showed enough holiness this time and decided not to take a penny and insisted on relying on it.
He raised enough money for the Lingyun Crossing Bridge with his own strength.
"Yun Zheng, this is not only the wish of Master Wugou, but also the wish of Master Hongren. The Buddha's heart is not stained by dust, so just let Wugou go." Mr. Peng Li's heart was also full of sadness, thinking of his old friend
I couldn't bear to sleep in the open air.
Lu Qingqing also wanted to dissuade her husband. Doing so would damage a very meaningful thing. Her husband's doing this would not be of any benefit to Master Wugou. However, seeing that her husband was very persistent, it was difficult to speak out.
Regardless of Wugou's refusal or Xiaolin's dissuasion, Yunzheng still refused to listen to them and insisted on Wugou loading up a hundred guan of money and carrying a sack of copper coins on his back.
Mr. Peng Li was about to reprimand Yun Zheng for his indecent behavior, but he heard Yun Er say quietly from the side: "What my eldest brother gave the monk was not money to build the bridge, but food money for fear that he would starve to death on the road.
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Wugou was shocked, stared at Yunzheng and said: "The poor monk has gone out many times, and he has eaten food from hundreds of families. This is the first time I heard that some monks will starve to death. Under the light of the Buddha, there are good believers everywhere.
,You do not have to worry about."
"That was in Doushaguan. Everyone knew your name as Wugou. There was only one reason why you would be welcomed in every house you went to. Because you are the Wugou who has countless living people and is compassionate.
It's not because you are a monk. If you can eat in Dousha County, it's because you have worked hard for the people over the years.
People in Guangyuan will only see a fat, meat-and-wine monk coming to cheat their families out of food and wine, and no one will believe you, because you, Wugou, don’t have the matching merits in Guangyuan to make people forget that you are a meat-and-wine monk, so...
, if you don’t have money, you will definitely suffer a lot in Guangyuan. If you don’t believe it, you can try begging for alms in Chengdu Prefecture. If you can get lucky in the prosperous Chengdu Prefecture, I will not prepare money and food, and let you have a bottle of it yourself.
The bowl travels around the world."
Wugou laughed loudly and took his alms bowl out of Yun's house. He also wanted to know if anyone would give alms to him in a strange place.
Wugou went out to beg for alms, and Mr. Peng Li and Xiao Lin were full of worries. People in Chengdu Prefecture had just endured the punishment of riding smoke to watch heaven, and they had almost no good impressions of Buddhism and Taoism. Going to Chengdu Prefecture to beg for alms at this time was not good.
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Elegant aspirations and real life are always in conflict. You can't always raise your head high to look at the swans in the sky. Be careful that the small stones under your feet will trip you up. Is one bottle and one bowl enough? Bullshit
, this is a way that the Buddhists deliberately make themselves tragic. It is obvious that they can raise money to build the bridge in a short time, but they insist on adding the wishes of all the people, and they refuse to take shortcuts even though there are obvious shortcuts. They insist on taking a long detour.
Only in the circle can they achieve their own goals, so their purpose is not to build the bridge, but rather to care about the process of building the bridge.
The story of two monks in Shu was told to Wugou by myself. Just one year later, it has been fully absorbed and melted by Buddhism and turned into a true story that is circulated in the world. It seems to be true.
There are like two monks. (I must thank my dear readers here. The author is humble and really thought that this story came from the Tang Dynasty. After careful reminders from book friends, I found out that it was written by people from the Qing Dynasty, right?
Sorry everyone, let me make a small correction here, don’t make me laugh!)
Seeing Xiao Lin and Mr. Peng Li leaving in a hurry, Yun Zheng smiled and took the whole family to the peach grove to pick peaches. Today was a good day and the peaches in the peach grove were ripe. His father-in-law asked Yun Zheng to go to the forest by himself.
For this reason, Li Zhai, Bacon, Lanlan, and Xiaochong were all extremely excited. Even Lu Qingqing changed into coarse clothes and wrapped his hair with a handkerchief.
Every year when picking peaches, Lu Qingqing is the happiest time. Last year, when picking peaches, he still felt a little bit sad. This year, it is very different. He just needs to simply enjoy the pleasure of picking the fruits.
Naturally, the Su Shi brothers were unwilling to be outdone, so an ox cart was filled with women and children. Yun Zheng himself, wearing a bamboo hat, walked beside the ox cart, driving his own ox cart, and kept looking back at Yun Er and Lu on the ox cart.
Light and full of joy in my heart,
Lu Qingqing would not tell Yun Zheng about the embarrassing dream she had last night. She could only secretly taste it by herself. Before she reached the peach forest, her chest was already filled with peaches from the trees.
The peaches are growing very well this year, better than ever before. Walking in the peach forest and smelling the fragrant fruit fragrance, Lu Qingqing already has a desire to run, scream, and sing.
Bacon was extremely greedy, and her target was all the peaches on the tree. When she came, she brought the biggest bamboo basket. When she got here, she was still lamenting that her basket was too small, so she should bring a bamboo basket over.
Lan Lan took her little maid and walked in the peach forest with the most elegant steps. Unlike bacon, she would pick home any kind of peaches. She only picked the best ones. After seeing the target, the little maid
I will climb up the tree, use scissors to carefully cut the peaches and leaves together, each peach should have two green leaves, and then place them one by one in the most beautiful bamboo basket of the Yun family. No need to eat, just watch.
Everyone thinks this is a delicacy in the world.
The women, whether they are greedy or delicate, are all busy. As for the men, when they arrive in the Taoyuan, they are like wild boars in the vegetable patch. They pick out a few good-looking and delicious ones and eat until they are full first.
No matter he is a big man or a little man, he looks the same. Lu Qingqing looked back at her greedy husband and brother-in-law, and felt that there was no happiness in the world than this.
To eat peaches, you have to wash off the layer of fluff on them. If you don't wash them, it will make your body very itchy. Su Shi was greedy, but he was a person who didn't know how to eat. He would eat the fluffy peach when he held it in his hand.
Xiaochong spent a lot of effort to snatch the peaches from his hand, cleaned them in the water tank in the peach forest, and then gave them to Su Shi who was full of reluctance. Yun Er was much smarter and specially picked the peaches that were already thoroughly cooked.
A transparent peach, the skin needs only to be gently torn, and the crystal flesh is completely exposed. Once you take a bite, you will have nothing more to ask for in this life.
After Yun Zheng ate three huge peaches in one go, he began to help Lu Qingqing pick the best peaches. Lu Qingqing had already erected the Yun family's ancestral tablet, and specially selected a room to worship his ancestors.
Yun Zheng didn't know who his three generations of ancestors were. When asked about Yun Er, he was also confused. Lu Qingqing had no choice but to write on the plaque with gold powder the spiritual tablets of the Yun family's ancestors. The ancestor tablets were very grand and specially dyed.
The ink was poured out and placed in the west room, and incense was burned in the morning and evening. From that day on, what Yun Zheng and Yun Er had to do every day was to offer incense and kowtow to their ancestors.
"Only stones have no ancestors. From now on, you are not allowed to say that you have no ancestors. This is a curse word. Our family has ancestors, but we don't tell others the names of our ancestors. Husband, after you roll your name at Donghua Gate in the future, what will you do?
Those who praise ancestors, you must not dare to say that our family has no ancestors."
After listening to Lu Qingqing's words, Yun Zheng had no choice but to shut up. He wanted to take the best peach he found today and offer it to his ancestors. He hoped that his ancestors would bless him with all the best.
Yun Zheng's head hurts when he thinks of this. I wonder if the real ancestor of the Yun family was born at this time. How many people in the world can trace their ancestors back to the Qingli period of the Northern Song Dynasty?
I know why my father-in-law came to pick peaches by himself. In fact, it was just to get a good reputation. The old man always believed in fate and believed that picking peaches was an auspicious thing. Today, he specially cleared the fruit farmers in the garden and cleared this area.
The world is left to the Yun family to play games to their heart's content, which can be regarded as a good compliment.
Bacon struggled to drag his big bamboo basket over. When he saw the peaches in Lanlan and Yunzheng's baskets, he howled in pain. There was no way to compare the two. The peaches in their baskets were just like the ones in their baskets.
Young Master and Miss, although there are many peaches in my basket, there are just like civilians everywhere. Is it true that the gap is so big if they come from different backgrounds?
Once the peaches were picked, they couldn't be wasted. If you wasted food, you would be struck by lightning, so Bacon had to sit in front of a basket full of good and bad peaches that he picked and secretly felt sad.
Yun Er pulled out a beautiful little basket from behind like a magic trick and gave it to Bacon, indicating that Bacon can continue picking and put the best peaches in this basket. Bacon was overjoyed, and the diligent girl immediately geared up to start picking again.
Decorate his flower basket with peaches, because Yun Er pointed to the big basket and said that those were picked by him and Su Shi.
A common problem among men is that they are unwilling to move as long as they are full. Su Shi, who was lying on the ground and touching his belly, picked up his thumb at Yun Er. It was already agreed when he came that everyone would pick peaches. Now he no longer has to pick them himself.
, eating peaches and picking peaches are definitely two different things.
"Your parents and sisters don't want to eat? Are you going to take some from this big basket to fool me?" Yun Zheng appeared on top of Su Shi, Su Che and Jing Xian's heads, lowering his head to look at these three lazy guys!
Without the basket, Su Shi and Su Che had no choice but to carry the robe, and asked their elder brother Jing to throw peaches on the robe first. The clothes were thin in the summer, and soon the peach hairs got on their bodies, making them itchy... (To be continued.