Chapter 683: The Secret in the Stupa

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"Amitabha Buddha ......"

At this time, no matter what Wang Guan knew, the monk in the middle of the mountain was not easy to hide, and said with a wry smile: "In fact, the poor monk doesn't know much, and the result may disappoint the Wang benefactor." ”

"It's fine." Wang Guan said categorically: "It's a big deal to lose millions of dollars and resell it to Guardian Company, presumably they are also willing to take over." As long as the loss is not more than 10 million, I can accept it. ”

"In that case, why did the donor buy this stupa before?" The monk in the middle of the mountain was amazed.

"I just believe in the masters." Wang Guan smiled and said: "The moment I saw the pagoda, I eagerly asked me to buy it, there must be something hidden in it." ”

"Amitabha." The monk in the middle of the mountain bowed his head slightly: "Isn't the donor afraid that it's just that the poor monk is happy to see the hunt for a while, after all, as a disciple of Buddhism, when he sees the Buddha treasure in front of him, he will naturally move his Zen heart." ”

"Other people may move their minds to meditation, but the master has practiced for many years, so he will not easily lose his temper like this." Wang Guan smiled and said, "So I conclude that the pagoda is definitely not ordinary. ”

Of course, he would never admit that he had quietly cheated when he discovered that the monk was in an abnormal mood, and after learning about the secrets of the Golden Pagoda, he made up his mind to buy it. However, it can't be too godly, so the monk in the middle of the mountain naturally becomes the key person to crack the secret of the golden pagoda.

At the right time, the monk in the middle of the mountain no longer concealed it, and directly raised his head and said with a wry smile: "The donor thinks that the poor monk will not move his Zen heart, but in fact, the poor monk has lost his Zen heart." ”

"It's okay, it's normal." Wang Guan pretended to comfort him: "As long as you don't become a Buddha for a day, there will always be seven emotions and six desires, which are nothing more than the difference between more and less...... By the way, is there anything wrong with this stupa? ”

The monk in the middle of the mountain did not answer and asked: "How much does the king know about the origin of this pagoda?" ”

"Hidden in the Qing Palace, in the thirty-eighth year of Qianlong. To celebrate his mother's 80th birthday, he had someone carefully make it into a ritual vessel for prayer. It was not until the early years of the Republic of China that it fell into the people's house, and after several times, it became the collection of the Jia family. Wang Guan repeated Chang Lao's words, and then asked curiously: "Or does the master know that the pagoda has other origins?" ”

"The donor is right, the origin of the stupa is correct, and there is no other origin."

The monk hesitated slightly, and finally said truthfully: "But speaking of which, the poor monk has an ancestor. He was recruited by Emperor Qianlong to enter the palace to pray for the Queen Mother. ”

"What a secret." Wang Guan hurriedly asked, the pagoda made of gold is here, and no one can snatch it away, and the story behind it is naturally more attractive.

Now that he has spoken it, the monk in the middle of the mountain no longer keeps it. Eloquently: "The poor monk didn't know whether this matter was true or false, but he only read the notes handed down by the patriarch and learned that in order to pray for his mother, Qianlong gathered the world's senior monks to hold a grand festival. ”

During this period, he summoned several of the most respected and skilled calligraphers among the monks to the palace. Prepare to copy the Sutra of Amitayus to congratulate the Queen Mother on her birthday......"

Speaking of this, the monk in the middle of the mountain paused, and also exclaimed a little: "According to the patriarch's account, Emperor Qianlong wanted to show his sincerity. Ten thousand taels of gold were specially melted to make gold powder, which was then added to special cinnabar, and then several high-ranking masters were allowed to use these special pigments as ink. It took ten days and ten nights to complete the task. ”

"And after that?" Wang Guan said with interest: "The situation after that is the point." ”

"The benefactor is perceptive."

The monk smiled and continued: "After completing the task, Emperor Qianlong rewarded several eminent monks and virtues, and dedicated this Buddhist scripture and pagoda to the Queen Mother on the day of her birthday. The Queen Mother was naturally very happy, treasured the two things, and offered them with incense day and night......"

"And then?" Wang Guan asked again: "Since it is a secret, it will definitely not be so simple." ”

"It's not easy."

While speaking, the monk stood up, walked to the side of the golden pagoda and looked carefully, only to see that the pagoda was composed of three parts: the pagoda base, the tower bottle, and the tower sha.

The tower base is the shape of the Sumeru seat, and the four sides are finely carved and pecked at the treasure flower, lotus petals and the vajra that ward off evil spirits and demons. In addition, between the lotus petals, there are various natural gems staggered, which is very magnificent.

On the tower base is the tower bottle, the tower bottle is open in the square with the tower bottle door, the door is carved finely carved and decorated, very exquisite. The most important thing is that on the lotus seat in the tower bucket, there is a golden body of the Buddha enshrined, the Buddha light is shining, and the treasure is extremely solemn.

The top is the tower stop, there is a tower umbrella, the sun and the moon two wheels and the top of the treasure. The sun and moon are decorated with natural red agate and kava respectively, and the orbs on top of the duobao are made of turquoise. Under the illumination of the lights, it can be said that it is auspicious and ruiqi, and the light of Buddha shines.

At this time, the monk walked around the pagoda, and suddenly turned around and said, "Master Wang, don't mind if I verify it." ”

"I can't ask for it." Wang Guan is looking forward to it.

"Good ......" The monk in the middle of the mountain settled down, and suddenly cautiously reached into the tower bottle, and then carefully groped for the Buddha's gold.

After a while, everyone immediately heard a crisp click, and then on the front of the tower, which was finely carved with treasure patterns, suddenly cracked, as if it were an ancient city gate drawbridge.

"It's ......"

Wang Guan was naturally overjoyed, and Qian Lao was also a little surprised, and then got up and walked over to watch the situation.

"Amitabha, what the patriarch said is true, and there is really something hidden in the pagoda." The monk in the middle of the mountain sighed, and his face showed a little joy, and then he took two steps back, gave up his position and said: "Lord Wang, this is a great opportunity, please cherish it." ”

"Cherish, surely cherish." Wang Guan nodded hurriedly, and squatted down. After a little look, I saw that there was a square storage space in the tower base, and an object like a towel cloth was stacked very neatly in the space.

At the right time, Wang Guan took out the thing with his light hand, although he knew in his heart what it was, but the feeling of being able to see through with his special ability was obviously different from seeing it with the naked eye.

In Wang Guan's sense of touch, the square cloth-like objects are very soft, similar to the texture of silk, and show the dark gold color of Tibetan scripture paper, and under the light, there are wisps of golden light, which is extraordinary.

"This is the Sutra of Amitayus transcribed by several great monks?" At the same time, Qian Lao was also quite curious, and casually touched the square cloth with his hand, and suddenly said in surprise: "This seems to be a golden silk and jade silk." ”

"Golden silk and jade silk?" Wang Guan was stunned and puzzled: "What is it?" ”

"The gold and jade powder is integrated into the fine silk through special means, and then carefully woven into a cloth."

Qian Lao explained: "After the successful development of this kind of golden silk and jade silk, I wanted to make a dragon robe for the emperor earlier. However, due to the trivial and complex process, and the color of the dragon robe made of gold silk and jade silk is single, the quality is very pure, and it cannot be dyed in other colors at all. If you insist on weaving other things like copper wire and silver thread peacock feathers, then the dragon robe is very uncomfortable to wear. Therefore, the emperor did not like it, and the production process of gold silk and jade silk was gradually lost. ”

"Oh."

Wang Guan nodded, he just asked casually, and he didn't mean to get to the bottom of it. After all, compared to the craftsmanship of gold silk and jade silk, he is more interested in the Amitayus Sutra in his hand. You must know that the situation he saw through his special ability was somewhat different from what the monk described in the middle of the mountain.

The monk in the middle of the mountain narrated that the Sutra of Amitayus was copied by several eminent monks with gold dust and cinnabar, but in the induction of Wang Guan, the words on the golden silk and jade silk did not seem to be copied......

Thinking of this, Wang Guan no longer hesitated, and immediately greeted the monk in the middle of the mountain, and then picked up a corner of the golden silk and jade silk, and then gently spread it out and hung it in the air.

Don't look at the gold silk silk silk folded is not big, like the thickness of a primary school textbook, but now it is spread out, and it can almost cover most of the wall of the living room.

Of course, the spacious size is only secondary, mainly after the gold silk and jade silk are rolled out, the situation is naturally unobstructed.

"Wait!"

Wang Guan and the monk in the middle of the mountain were busy sorting out the gold silk and jade silk, naturally they were fans of the authorities, but Qian Lao next to him saw it very clearly, and suddenly hurriedly shouted, with a bit of inexplicable surprise in his tone, and waved his hand: "Don't get close to the wall, look close to the window." ”

"Window?" The monk in the middle of the mountain was naturally a little strange, but Wang Guan understood a little, and immediately followed Qian Lao's instructions and quickly came to the location near the window.

At this moment, the golden silk silk was hung next to the window, and most of the area was immediately exposed to the sun. At this moment, a brilliant light was like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining brilliantly.

"It's so pretty......"

At this moment, not only Wang Guan was dazzled, but the monk in the middle of the mountain next to him looked at it and felt a little stunned.

This is not a joke, at this time the monk found a small clip, clamped the corner of the golden silk and jade silk to the rope hanging down from the window curtain, and then took a few steps back, tidied up the monk's robe, and began to bow respectfully.

At the right time, Wang Guan also fixed the golden silk and jade silk and retreated to Qian Lao's side, but he understood the reason for the worship of the monks in the middle of the mountain. It is not kneeling down to worship the golden silk and jade silk, but visiting the Buddha.

Although Wang Guan does not believe in Buddhism, at this moment, he respects the faith of the monks in the middle of the mountain, remains silent, and quietly observes. After a long time, he asked quietly: "Qian Lao, the words on the cloth are Sanskrit, right?" ”

"Well, it's Sanskrit." Qian Lao nodded slightly: "The Sanskrit version of the Sutra of Amitayus." ”

"It's not just the scriptures......," Wang Guan said softly, his eyes fell on the golden silk and jade silk, and when he once again admired the wonderful light and shadow formed by the sun's projection, he still couldn't help but marvel in his heart. (To be continued.) )