There is a famous temple called Longgang Temple in the northwest suburb of Yecheng. Sixteen years ago, a generation of eminent monk Fotucheng passed away here. This temple was originally built by Shihu, the leader of the Later Zhao Kingdom, for Fotucheng. Shile, Shihu's uncles and nephews were brutal and murderous, but
He had great faith in Buddha, an eminent monk from the Western Regions. At that time, Shi Hu once built Buddhist temples near Yecheng, but they were later destroyed by Ran Min and the Murong family. Only Longgang Temple survived. After Murong Wei moved the capital to Yecheng, Longgang Temple was
It has been designated as a royal temple and no one can enter it.
At dusk on July 15th, Murong Chong came to invite Chen Caozhi to Longgang Temple to participate in the Bon Festival Lantern Festival. Chen Caozhi remembered that it had been two years since he could not add a handful of soil to his mother's grave during the Qingming Festival, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Recite a volume of the Ullambana Sutra for my mother in front of the Buddha to express my condolences.
Longgang Temple is located on the bank of Zhang River, at the foot of Mount Saga. The mountain is not high, but there are cliffs with flowing springs, and the scenery is quiet. The mountain gate is made of two huge rocks standing side by side, with stone beams spanning them. People pass through the stone gate, which is quite interesting.
At this time, dusk had fallen, and I saw a Buddhist temple built against the mountain in the distance. The main hall had three columns and bright lights. Murong Chong asked: "Does Chen Xima know why the Yan royal family only respects Longgang Temple?"
Chen Cao said: "Of course it's because Master Fotucheng's Dharma is pure, profound and miraculous."
"Chen Xima didn't know something." Murong Chong said proudly: "When Shi Hu marched into western Liaoning and wanted to capture Dajicheng, the capital of Yan, Master Fotucheng came to admonish him: 'In the country of Yan Fude, we can't add more troops.
.'Shi Hu didn't listen, and the result was a huge defeat."
Chen Caozhi smiled and said nothing.
Because people are not allowed to come to Longgang Temple to worship, even though it is the Bon Festival, the temple is still deserted, the hall is full of incense and candles, and there are only a few people around.
Zhu Faya, the elder of Longgang Temple, came to pay homage to Murong Chong, the king of Zhongshan. He asked if Chen Caozhi came from Jiangdong, so he asked, "Does Chen Tanyue recognize Zhu Fatai of Waguan Temple?"
Chen Cao said: "Last year in Jiankang, I listened to Elder Zhu Fatai's lecture on the "Radiant Prajna Sutra".
Zhu Faya said: "In the past, the old monk and his junior brother Zhu Fatai listened to the Dharma under the great monk (i.e. Fotucheng). Now, the senior monk Fatai is preaching Dharma in Jiangdong, and the old monk lives here and has not heard from him for twenty years.
." He also asked: "The old monk heard that the newly painted murals in Waguan Temple are very beautiful and colorful. It is said that they were painted by Gu Kaizhi and Chen Caozhi. Are Chen Caozhi and Chen Tanyue from the same clan?"
Murong Chong laughed first and said crisply: "The elder is deaf. Didn't you hear clearly that this is Chen Caozhi?"
Zhu Faya said "ah" and recited the Buddha loudly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the monk Zhi Ke coming to report in a hurry. The Empress Dowager arrived. Zhu Faya asked Chen Caozhi to rest for a while in Yibo House and talk to him later. After talking, he flirted.
He picked up the hem of his monk's robe and hurried to meet him.
Murong Chong opened his blue eyes wide and asked, "Chen Xima, would you like to see my queen mother?"
Chen Cao's way: "It's best to avoid it."
Murong Chong said: "Okay, come with me. Let's go to the back mountain to put out lanterns first." He turned around the corner of the hall and headed toward the back mountain. Unexpectedly, he had a small green lantern in his hand.
There is a mountain stream with twists and turns, and flowing springs. The fifteenth full moon has risen. Looking at the mountain stream, it seems like the broken moonlight is splashing down the rocks.
Su Qi and Shen Chiqian did not follow Chen Caozhi to Longgang Temple. They were ordered to inquire about the Qin envoy Xi Bao. Tonight, only Ran Sheng came with Chen Caozhi.
Ran Sheng slowly followed behind his brothers Chen Caozhi and Murong Chong, and walked dozens of feet up the mountain stream. There was a bamboo forest in front of him. Suddenly he heard the sound of rapid footsteps behind him. When he looked back, he saw an old monk holding a stick and rushing.
Come, there seems to be something urgent——
This old monk was older than the elder Zhu Faya. He was walking in a hurry and was out of breath. When he came closer, he raised his face and looked at Ran Sheng carefully, but he didn't speak. He just panted, and his long snow-white beard was fluttering under the moonlight.
Ran Sheng asked, "What's the matter, Taoist?" The old monk had just followed the elder Zhu Faya, and Ran Sheng thought it was Zhu Faya who ordered him to deliver the message.
However, the old monk was not in a hurry to speak. He took a breath for a while and suddenly said: "Does this gentleman know how to borrow Jingnu?"
Ran Sheng felt a shiver in his heart. Uncle Jing once said that his surname was Jie. Isn't Jie Jingnu the same as Uncle Jing? Why did this old monk from the Buddhist temple suddenly mention Uncle Jing's name? What was he trying to test?
Ran Sheng's muscles tensed up and he stared at the old monk. If he felt that he had bad intentions, he would not hesitate to grab the old monk's neck and throw him down the mountain stream!
The old monk also stared at Ran Sheng, with a solemn expression, and said slowly: "Zhang Jingnu has a big black mole on the back of his neck, does Mr. Lang know?"
Ran Sheng asked: "Who is the old monk who speaks so strangely?"
The old monk looked at Ran Sheng and nodded, with muddy old tears flowing out of his eyes, and said: "Thirteen years ago, the little boy who was learning to speak grew up into a majestic and calm man! The old monk's surname was borrowed from his surname, Zhu. Did Lang Jun ever listen to Jing's words? Slave talk about it?"
Ran Sheng was shocked when he heard this. Uncle Jing was the general of Jiezhuang's family. Jiezhu was the captain of Sili under Ran Sheng's father Ran Min. When Yecheng was captured by the Yan army, it was Jiezhu who ordered Jingnu to hold him in his arms when he was four years old. Ran Sheng fled for his life, but at that time, Ran Min's wife Dong and his eldest son Ran Zhi were unable to escape and were captured and killed——
Didn't Jiuzhe commit suicide together with Zuopushe, Zhang Qian and others? Why did he appear in Longgang Temple?
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Chen Caozhi followed Murong Chong and watched the blond boy carrying a green lantern walking among the bamboo forest paths. The moonlight was shining in the dark green. What's strange is that there were only two young boys who also carried green lanterns. The team of Hua Zhizhaozhan, whom Murong Chong liked to lead most on weekdays, did not follow, so he asked: "Where is Your Highness going to take me?"
Murong Chong said without looking back: "Chen Xima, don't be frightened. There are no wild animals in this mountain. My mother later came to worship the Buddha and it was strictly guarded. There will be no danger."
Chen Caozhi smiled and said: "I'm not afraid of danger, but I'm asking where to go?"
Murong Chong said: "We are here. Look, it is over there, the source of the mountain stream. If you put a lamp here, it can flow all the way to the bottom of the mountain and into the Zhang River."
When Chen Caozhi raised his eyes and looked up, he saw three monasteries hidden by bamboo groves, with lights shining through, which made them look particularly peaceful and pleasant in the mountains at this quiet night.
Murong Chong stopped, handed the green lantern in his hand to Chen Caozhi, and said: "Chen Xima first go to the monastery and wait for me. I can make it easier."
Chen Caozhi said "Oh" and thought to himself: "The child urinates a lot." He held up a lantern and went ahead, while the two chamberlains were naturally waiting aside.
Chen Caozhi came to the outside of Zhushe Jingshe. Before he could stand still, he suddenly saw the middle door open, and a girl's voice said coquettishly: "Fenghuang, why are you here just now? I'm so impatient to wait!"
Chen Caozhi was stunned. Before he could recover, he suddenly saw a cloud of fine and soft things falling directly on his face. It fell in colorful colors and smelled fragrant, but it turned out to be a ball of crushed flower petals. Then he heard the girl He exclaimed "Ah", obviously realizing that the person in front of him was not Phoenix's Murong Chong.
Chen Cao's fingers flicked off a tiny petal stuck between his brows. He raised the green lantern in his hand and took a look. He saw a girl standing in front of the Bamboo Forest Abode, dressed in white. She was so beautiful that even the moonlight, like gauze, could not hide her beauty. But those eyes made Chen Caozhi stunned: This girl seems to be blind, what a pity!
But the next moment, Chen Caozhi knew that he was wrong. The girl's eyes moved, and the irises reflected the lantern light were deep blue. This look was stunning, but it turned out that the irises of the girl's eyes were neither black nor black.
It's not blue like Murong Chong's, but a light blue color with a lighter color. At first glance, it looks like the eyes of a blind man, but as soon as the eyes turn, the light changes, which is simply fascinating.
This girl's hair is black, not combed into a bun, and her hair hangs down over her shoulders. She is as graceful as a fairy.
Chen Caozhi understood who this girl was. Who else could have such mixed-race beauty but Princess Murong Qinchen of Qinghe? Xianbei women matured early, and Murong Qinchen had already grown up at the age of twelve!
At this time, several maids came out of the monastery and looked at Chen Caozhi in surprise.
Chen Caozhi took a step back, lowered the lantern in his hand, bowed slightly and said, "I am here at the invitation of His Highness King Zhongshan. Don't bother me." After saying that, he turned around and went back, but he heard the childish voice of the girl behind him.
The voice said: "Chen Xima, thank you for your painting of the goddess Mulan. I like it very much. I am Murong Qinchen, Murong Chong's sister. I met you that day."
This Xianbei princess was much braver than the Han women. After announcing her name, Chen Caozhi couldn't just throw away her hand and walk away, so she had to stop, turned around and saluted, "Chen Caozhi of Jiangzuo has met Her Royal Highness Princess Qinghe."
Chen Caozhi looked back and saw that Murong Chong and the two chamberlains were nowhere to be seen. Ran Sheng, who had always stayed close to her, was not seen either. Instead, he was face to face with the Xianbei princess. This situation was really embarrassing. He said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to look for the King of Zhongshan."
."
Unexpectedly, Princess Qinghe said: "Chen Xima is waiting here, Phoenix is coming, and Phoenix made an appointment with me to put the lanterns here."
Chen Cao Zhi hesitated for a moment and said politely: "I didn't know that Her Highness the Princess was here, otherwise she wouldn't have disturbed me, so I'll take my leave." He turned around and walked down the slope. Before he had taken two steps, he saw Murong Chong emerging from the bamboo forest.
He came out and shouted: "Oh, it's not good, my mother is here."
Ran Sheng strode over at this time and stood beside Chen Caozhi. Chen Caozhi frowned slightly and did not notice the difference in Ran Sheng's expression.
Murong Chong ran over and said, "Chen Xima, how wonderful is this? If my mother sees you and my sister having a private meeting here, will she be angry?"
"Phoenix, what are you talking about!" Princess Qinghe said angrily, her snow-white face turning red instantly.
Chen Caozhi knew that he had been tricked by Murong Chong. This time he came to the north, he had been plotting against others, but he didn't expect that he would be plotted against by this boy tonight. It was really hard for a kid to guard against him. Wouldn't it be more obvious if he found a place to hide at this time?
He felt guilty, as if he had done the wrong thing of crossing the east wall and hugging his virginity, but if he stood here like this, he would probably be in trouble.
