The temple that Feng Jue and Wang Sister-in-law went to together was called Pranyo Temple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A gust of autumn wind came quickly, sweeping the maple leaves on the mountain, and the forest was dyed. The temple is located on a hill, and it is not dangerous, but it is not dangerous, but the temple gate is buried deep in the mountains.

The carriage can only go to the foot of the mountain, every year on the Qingming and Winter Clothes Festival, Feng Jue will come to this trip, sometimes with the sister-in-law, sometimes alone, there are many pedestrians at the foot of the mountain, there are baskets to buy incense, and there are also people who ask for peace charms to keep safe.

This year is different, go up for a while, halfway up the mountainside of the Bodhi tree I don't know how many years old, hung with red cloth strips, in previous years is not like this, and then take a closer look, not only the branches are hung with red cloth strips, but also a lot of locks are hung outside the railing.

There are three kinds of locks, one is concentric, the second is in the same boat, and the three are long-lived.

Husbands and wives or lovers often engrave their names on the concentric locks in order to protect the marriage for a hundred years, friends choose the same boat lock to commemorate the friendship between the two, and the longevity lock is engraved with a person's name.

Seeing the Bodhi tree like a red cloud, Feng Jue shook his head helplessly, there was a novice in the temple early in the morning to meet Feng Jue, this group happened to meet Feng Jue on the mountain, and hurriedly gave a salute and said, "Amitabha." ”

A clear spring in the mountains flows under a small stone bridge, and birds chirp. The sound of chanting came from afar, accompanied by the fragrance in the Buddhist temple, and the heart of the teacher was calmed down at once.

When the group walked to the small stone bridge, Feng Jue raised his eyes to look at the waterfall hanging not far away, and asked the little novice: "What's the matter with the Bodhi tree on the mountainside with a lot of red cloth strips?"

"Master Feng doesn't know, that, it's called a marriage knot. Sha Mi said, sighed, and continued to lead Feng Jue and Wang Sister-in-law to the temple gate, "A year ago, there was a girl who always came to the small temple, not to worship the Buddha, but to see someone. ”

This person is a monk of Prajna Temple, and his Dharma name is enlightened.

But the red dust, the realization of the Six Realms.

One day, when she went down the mountain to fetch water, she inadvertently saved the girl, and she has been coming here to find enlightenment. Zhiwu has a good temper, but he always doesn't care about anything, and in his eyes, there seems to be only his Buddha.

Again and again, the girl said that she wanted to hear him talk about Buddhism, so he spoke, and said the verses of the six ancestors Huineng: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform." There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. ”

She didn't understand, Bodhi is a tree, why do you say "Bodhi has no tree?"

Then the girl did not come one day, and then another, and on the third day.

I didn't care much about it, but suddenly felt that something was missing, so I asked my junior brother more during the meal.

"What's wrong with that girl?" Feng Jue and his party had already arrived at the gate of the temple, and when they heard the critical moment, they couldn't help but stop.

Novice sighed, "That girl is married. ”

Feng Jue was silent suddenly, judging from Sha Mi's narration, the two of them had some good feelings for each other, but unfortunately, as a disciple of Buddhism, if he made a marriage, wouldn't it break the rules of Buddhism?

It doesn't matter if you get married, at least you don't have to stay empty for the rest of your life.

"If you marry a good family, you just met a Zhongshan wolf, and the in-laws beat and scolded, and in less than half a year, the husband's family married a concubine on her head, so that she gave birth to a handsome girl, and when she left, there was only a pair of skin and bones......"

"No one will take care of this matter?" the sister-in-law was shocked when she heard this, and she thought that the girl was not worth it. According to the "Jokhang Law", the concubine confronted the wife and was punished with 20 rods, and murdered the wife and was guilty of death. Even if the concubine is a blessing again, it is impossible to ...... It must be the husband's family who protects it.

"Hey, we are in Buddhism, we can't control it, the girl's parents died early, this family affair was said by her uncle, for the sake of the bride price, so that she should be married off earlier. Feudal official...... Not to mention the government, it is difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs, who is willing to meddle in this, some good things can't be obtained. He sighed and continued, "The girl came to see Satoru a few days before she got married and asked a very strange question. ”

She said, "My Buddha is merciful, living in the world, and living in all suffering, maybe he can save me?"

Realizing and closing his eyes, he said softly: "The Buddha is in his heart, and he is naturally the girl's." ”

The girl was stunned for a long time, but finally slowly got up from the futon, saluted to Wu, stepped on the layers of fallen leaves, and walked down the mountain.

A few days after the girl died, after learning the news of her, she also passed away in front of the Buddha.

This matter spread around the temple, a pair of miserable people, for various reasons in the end, failed to achieve positive results, before the realization of the death, still tightly held a Bodhi given to him by the girl in his hand.

May in the next life, I will be Bodhi and make you a Buddha.

Since then, many people have hung marriage knots and concentric locks on the Bodhi tree, hoping to stay with their other half.

A story teaches people to sigh, in the end, Wang's sister-in-law was already in tears, Feng Jue reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, hanging on the marriage to ask for marriage, which is a good thing, but I don't know how much of this marriage knot is actually a marriage robbery.

Feng Jue took the basket on the maid's arm, and said to Sister-in-law Wang: "Nurse, you are resting here now, and I will go to worship my mother." ”

If it was in the past, Sister-in-law Wang would definitely go with him, but the story told by Shami today was too sad, and Sister-in-law Wang only took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and nodded in agreement.

Shami led Feng Jue past the meditation room and the guest hall, and the more he walked, the more remote he became.

Eventually, he stopped in front of a very remote hut where a lot of bamboo was planted, and when the wind blew, he gave a salute and turned away.

Push open the wooden door, slowly walk in, there is no other furniture in the room, as soon as you open the door, you can see the tablet in the center, the first two futons in front of the tablet, that's all.

It is often cleaned and not contaminated with any dust, and the tributes on the tribute table are still very fresh, and the flame of the two white candles is flourishing.

The tablet reads: The spirit seat of the Xian Feng Lin clan. didn't write any concubine, nor did he write any identity, just three words "Fenglin's" were enough.

Feng Jue knelt on the futon as in previous years and kowtowed to the tablet, "The child is not filial, he can only come to see his mother twice a year, and he has to be so sneaky." ”

The year Feng Jue was born, Queen Yuan. Prince Fengyang was ten years old at the time, and many palace people chewed their tongues and said that Feng Jueke had died of his mother, and the prince was young and couldn't tell what was right and what was wrong, and he lost his mother at a young age, so he hated Feng Jue more and more.

Since the crowning, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not been less in front of the emperor to run on him, until the run on his birthday every year, his mother changed from a concubine to a concubine, and still refused to give up.