Chapter 181: Mysterious Letter from Longxing Temple

Several famous talents in Fengyang City talked about poetry and essays with Deqing, and only then did they find that Deqing's mastery of Confucian classics was no less than that of famous Confucianism, and a few words made people feel confused. There are a few talents who don't measure themselves, and they actually follow suit, and talk to Deqing about the case, and hand over the edge, but Deqing kicked them to the edge of the sky with just a few words, ashamed, they understand what it means not to be a trick.

Besides, sneering on the side, talking to Deqing and dealing with the public case, isn't that playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong and pretending to be a local tyrant in front of the God of Wealth?

On the Confucian classics, they are only worthy of being disciples of Deqing, and when it comes to Zen Buddhism, talk, and public cases, they don't even have the qualifications to be disciples. I couldn't be idle, so I had to find another way, so someone proposed to make a poem.

Originally, the literati gathering was mainly about making poems, and if they didn't make a few poems, it seemed that the gathering would lose its meaning. Just like Zen Buddhism goes to the church, and the head of the conversation and the public case, if you don't do this, how can you practice?

Zen Buddhism was actually ruined by these nonsensical words, and these Zen disciples later only knew about the lantern record and the public case record, and they actually neglected the Buddhist classics, but they regarded these words and public cases as classics and compulsory courses, which can be described as the end of the book.

At the moment, everyone spread out the paper together, picked up the pen, pondered in ink, someone asked Deqing to write first, Deqing was not humble, and wrote a seven-word quatrain, sure enough, there is a wind of Qingling being born, it is by no means a student in the red dust can do it, this root has nothing to do with learning, it is purely the realm of the soul is very different.

Of course, Deqing's poetry and literary talent are also incomparable, if such a person takes the road of the imperial examination, it is not surprising that a champion will not be able to run. Of course, when he became a Buddha, he was destined to become an epoch-making monk. This is the so-called talent, what to do to achieve, what to achieve.

Talent is one thing, and understanding is the other. Therefore, it is not necessary to study hard to become Su Dongpo, nor can you become Hanshan Deqing by memorizing "Five Lantern Huiyuan".

The so-called ambition is possible, this ambition should also be in line with their own talent and ability, if the ambition is too high and too big, it can only be the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than paper. In ancient times, too many people always complained that they didn't meet their talents, but in fact, it was not that they didn't meet, but that they didn't have real talents.

Half a bottle of vinegar, that's not called talent, so that you feel talented.

The students were making a lot of noise around Deqing, and they were deep in thought, he looked out the window and admired the plum blossoms outside. After looking at it for a while, my heart suddenly moved, and inspiration came, so I spread out the paper and pen, and everywhere the pen went, all the emotions flowed, and soon, a picture of ink plum blossoms came out.

"It's a good painting, but I didn't expect Brother Ren to be a master of painting. Deqing saw that he was able to move his pen freely, so he couldn't help but come over to watch it carefully, and was amazed.

Besides, I said: I'm sorry, I dare to bluff you with paintings, and calligraphy doesn't dare to be ugly.

Hanshan Deqing's calligraphy is also grandmaster-level, very stylish, much stronger than Dong Qichang's calligraphy of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It's just that his status in the Buddhist world is too high and his reputation is too loud, and ordinary people don't pay attention to his achievements in calligraphy.

"If the little master likes it, I'll give it to you. Besides, he smiled humbly.

"Okay, then you're welcome. Although Deqing is a Buddha, he has a heroic spirit, and his words are free and appropriate, unlike ordinary monks who are restrained and unrestrained, nor like ordinary Zen monks.

In fact, cultivating Buddhism requires great perseverance, great wisdom, and great determination, and we must be brave and diligent, indomitable, and we must never look ahead and backward, and suffer from gains and losses. This kind of spiritual world far surpasses the heroic style, which is the standard of Buddha's cultivation, and few people in the world can do it, and only sages such as Confucius and Mencius can shine this brilliance. As for Cheng Yi and Zhu Xi, that's still a big difference.

"Xu Gongzi, we're done, you can also make a song, let us see and see. A Xiucai smiled and challenged it directly.

The others also winked, apparently wanting to see the joke. They are all thinking, you are a good doctor and a good Buddhist, and this painting is still so good, I don't believe that you can do well in poetry, in that case, you will not become a god?

Besides, he walked over and said with a smile: "You must see my jokes, then I'll be ugly, anyway, the ugly daughter-in-law always has to see her in-laws." When he saw that none of these people took out their poems to show off, he knew that with Deqing Zhuyu in front, they could only hide it. But my heart is unbalanced, so I want to stimulate it, and find a joke to save a little self-esteem. Such a bitter mentality, how can you not know.

A few showmen laughed and said, "Where, we want to admire Xu Gongzi's demeanor." ”

Moreover, I put pen to write a poem, the title of the poem is untitled, modeled after the title of Li Shangyin's love poem, as for the verse, of course, it is copied, and it is also a famous love poem in later generations, but no one knows in the Ming Dynasty:

I was worried about hurting the Sanskrit line, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. In the world, there is a double law, and it lives up to it.

After reading it once, someone sneered, what is this, it's not even Pingxuan, but when I read it again, the taste came out, and when I read it for the third time, I was a little silly, and then I was in a daze, and I didn't say anything.

"Good poetry is just too much love. I think it should be done for love, for this young lady. Deqing smiled, and then pointed at Zuo Ling.

Besides, I was stunned, is it so obvious? Even the little monk can see that love is coming, which shows that love is the most difficult thing in the world to hide.

Zuo Ling didn't care, but after reading it twice, her heart was slightly sour, she naturally understood, besides, she couldn't forget the sweetheart at home, but she was reluctant to leave his state of mind, the so-called double full law, naturally I wanted to get it, but I couldn't. If you want to live up to it, is it possible?

She walked over and smiled: "This poem should have been written for me, then I will put it away." ”

"Wait, let me copy it down first. ”

A Xiucai picked up a pen and copied it, such a good poem can be let go, even if it is not written by himself, he will have a little face when he passes it out.

"That's great!"

One of Zuo Dongge's concubines read the reader, her eyes were red, obviously her heart was deeply touched, and she suddenly said boldly, "Can you copy a copy for me?"

Besides, he smiled, took the pen and wrote it again, and gave it to her.

"Thank you. ”

"Give me a copy too. The other concubines also stretched out their hands, their eyes revealing longing.

Besides, he has a good temper and responds to requests, and copies them one by one.

"Good poetry, good poetry indeed. ”

These usually arrogant students in Fengyang Mansion are finally convinced at this time, almost all the technical aspects of this poem are omitted, but the artistic conception is far away, the charm is profound, especially the affection contained in it, which makes people's hearts swing with a lingering reverie, which is purely to win with the realm.

This is the atmosphere, I don't play with you any writing skills, flat rhyme, play with artistic conception, play with the realm. Once you see it, you know that this is almost from another height looking down on you.

Besides, looking at them, he smiled in his heart: Boys, don't try to press me, I have a treasure trove in my stomach, and taking out a random song is enough to suppress you for 10,000 years.

He turned around and saw that Deqing's poem was still there, so he hurriedly put it away, what kind of joke, this is the ink treasure of the young monk, not to mention how much silver it is worth, there is no place to buy it.

The others are still shaking their heads, chewing on the charm of his poem, and the more they chew, the more they taste, and each time they chant it, they have some new understandings and a few different feelings.

"This is Su Body, but few people practice it now. Deqing looked at his calligraphy and said to himself, as if pondering the meaning.

"Su body is pure to win, free and splendid, just like Zen Buddhism, so Su body is difficult to practice, just like Zen rarely people enlighten. "Besides, it's about feelings, but also about comprehension.

Deqing was overjoyed, and pulled to the side to consult the Dharma, and at that time the Khan came down, wasn't that the enlightenment boy and the famous Confucian discuss the "Analects" together? That's going to be a joke, and it must be the biggest joke in Zuofu tonight.

Little monk, don't bully me, be careful that I write all the classics you want to write in the future, so that you have no books to write! Believe it or not? Don't force me to do such unreasonable things.

Besides, he roared in his heart.

Unexpectedly, when he got to the window, he had something more in his sleeve, reached out and touched it, it turned out to be a roll of paper, he looked at Deqing in amazement, there was nothing wrong with the little monk, why did he secretly hand himself a love letter?

Besides, he hurriedly turned around and opened the roll of paper in a nervous mood, but saw that it was written: You are in danger, leave quickly, you can go to Longxing Temple to take refuge, and someone will come to meet the escort in the future. After returning to the Soviet Union, he quickly went to Hanshan Temple to meet the abbot. Remember, remember.

If you don't look at it, you will see that there are several question marks and exclamation marks in your heart, and you hurriedly ask in a low voice: "Little master, do you know me?"

Deqing smiled slightly: "I have a portrait of you on me, and I came to Zuofu to find you for this matter, and I shouldn't stay here longer." ”

"Thank you, what's going on in my family?" Besides, when I saw the three words of Hanshan Temple, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I wanted to meet the abbot, could it be that my father and sister ......

The thought flashed, but he felt unbelievable, how did this young monk know? Is the source of the news accurate? But all this is difficult to ask.

"The little monk doesn't know the details, but he was entrusted by someone to carry a letter, I hope you take care of yourself. When Deqing said this, he no longer spoke, but his eyes showed compassion.

"Thank you, monk. "And bow down and thank you.

During the greetings, the expressions of the two did not change much, showing extraordinary concentration, and the people around them did not notice anything.

Deqing drank a few glasses of vegetarian wine, ate some green vegetables and tofu and got up to say goodbye, and everyone took the initiative to come out and send it to the gate. No one dares to underestimate this Buddha realm dragon, and ordinary people are more in awe.

"What's the matter, you're enlightened after talking to the little monk?" Zuo Ling asked as he looked at the one who had been in a state of excitement.

"Where, I just had a good time chatting with him. Besides, looking at Deqing, who was gradually moving away, his heart was mixed.

"Is there anything good about it?" Zuo Ling clearly felt the change in the situation.

"There are good and bad things, but it's not what I expected. ”

Deqing's letter said that he was in danger, and hinted that there might be something wrong with his family, and he had been mentally prepared for this. Not today, not now, but from the moment he stepped into the Fengyang realm, he had already vaguely felt that the wind and rain were coming.