Chapter 120: Please enter the urn!
"Who else?"
Tang Qing'er thought to herself: It must not be her, how many words did they say, how could they make him angry.
"Hmph, I didn't expect your heart to be hard enough, I thought that for so long, I had to cover your hard stone with heat, who would have thought that a stone is a stone, and the heart is harder than others,"
"Can you make that clear? Where the hell did I provoke you to say that to my face? Tang Qing'er didn't want to meet him in general, but he didn't expect that the more this guy followed him, the more energetic he said.
"I ...... Heard...... Auntie wants to find someone else for you......" Xue Qianxun said slowly.
With a bang, countless ceremonial flowers exploded in Tang Qing'er's mind, and he ...... How did he know, his mother only told her about this last night, and promised her that she would not tell anyone, how did he know about Lu Dao, could it be that he was a good ear.
Coming out of Tang's house, Xue Qianxun did not go back to the house, but asked Sanshun to drive the carriage to the temple on the mountain, Xue Qianxun who was sitting in the carriage was furious, and he still thought that Tang Qing'er opened his eyes and said nonsense to him, and his eyes dodged and said to himself: "Who are you listening to nonsense, there is nothing at all?" Let's talk about whether we can grow more mushrooms next year. ”
I still remember that I replied to her very calmly: "If people don't know unless they do it, if my aunt is already going to give you a match, then should I volunteer." Seeing that she was so frightened that she panicked and said to him, "You...... You're kidding! ”
Master Qingyuan was teaching Zen to his disciples in the hall, and there were also some lay people listening, Xue Qianxun was uneasy to calm down, and after entering, he sat cross-legged at the end and listened to Master Qingyuan's lecture on Zen.
Master Qingyuan held the Buddha beads in his left hand, knocked on the wooden fish with his right hand and said: "The Buddha said: The four sufferings of life: one is birth, old age, sickness and death, the second is not begging, the third is resentment, the fourth is love and separation, birth, old age, sickness and death are not within our control, what we can do is to open our hearts, do more good deeds, death can not be avoided, but we can pray for good fortune, can not, human desire can not be integrated with the desire itself, desire is like rattan, rooted and growing in your heart, entanglement in your brain, thoughts, feelings, the pursuit of pain, At the same time, it is also losing, resentment will, resentment will make people like bones in the throat, and the last thing is love and separation, love and separation, miserable. ”
All the disciples said, "Amitabha." ”
Master Qingyuan continued: "The Buddha said: Life in the world is like being in a thorny forest, if the heart does not move, people will not move, and if they do not move, they will not be hurt; If the heart moves, people move recklessly, they hurt their bodies and bones, and they experience all kinds of pain in the world. ”
This time, even Xue Qianxun folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." ”
Xue Qianxun listened to Master Qingyuan talk about Zen in the lobby, this listening was two quarters of an hour, and when it was over, everyone left, only he was still sitting on the cushion and did not get up, at this time, the little novice next to Master Qingyuan came over to him and said: "Master Xue, the abbot invites you to the back hall,"
Xue Qianxun nodded, smiled wryly and said to the little novice, "Can you help me up," his legs couldn't stand up because he had been meditating for too long.
Xiao Shami clasped his hands together and nodded, slowly helped Xue Qianxun up, and he said to Xiao Shami: "It's hard work." ”
Xiao Shami smiled and said, "Lord Xue Shi's words are serious. ”
Xue Qianxun's legs were still a little numb, and he walked a little slowly, so when Xiao Shami was not paying attention, he gently pinched his hand twice without a trace, and only kept up with him when the numbness slowly subsided.
Xue Qianxun knocked softly twice on the door of Master Qingyuan, and heard it coming from inside: "Come in," he entered.
Master Qingyuan looked at Xue Qianxun with a smile and said, "Has the donor encountered something troublesome again?" ”
"Master, disciple is ashamed, every time I come to you because of some troubles,"
"The donor has been here for two months, how can I say: "and" word, let the old man guess, whether it is still because of the love word"
"Why did the master guess so?"
"If it's a business thing, the donor doesn't know how many times he has come to Lao Ke over the years, and the donor is calm and wise when encountering things, and he can easily break through every time, but only for love, you are like this, remember that two months ago you were also so restless and restless,"
Xue Qianxun was a little embarrassed and said: "The disciple is really worried about love today, she is so hateful, slippery like a loach, you hold her tightly for fear of pinching it to death, you loosen it a little, it will slip out of your hand as soon as it brushes,"
Master Qingyuan pinched the Buddha beads and said: "Donor, why don't you put it in a basin, so that you are not afraid of pinching it to death or afraid of it slipping away, it is always in front of your eyes, you can see it,"
Xue Qianxun thought, why didn't he want to, he dreamed of trapping her in a basin, he could only swim in the basin he gave, but it was not easy to let her into the basin, tunnel: "Why don't you want to?" ”
Master Qingyuan watched Xue Qianxun grow up since he was a child, and when he saw that he was worried, he said, "Have you ever heard the word "please enter the urn?" ”
"The Master Means ......"
"The old man is not interesting, all the meaning is experienced by the donor himself, the so-called plan is in the people and the success is in the sky, everything depends on the creation of the donor."
When he listened to Master Qingyuan's lecture on Zen in the lobby, his mind was calm, and when he listened to the master's words, wasn't he giving himself a trick? In a good mood, he said, "Master, how about we play a game?" ”
"The old man hasn't played against the donor for a long time, how can he not be?" In addition to teaching Zen, Master Qingyuan's favorite thing is to play chess, which can calm people's hearts.
Xue Qianxun held the white zi, and Master Qingyuan held the black zi, and the two began to play against each other slowly.
Although Xue Qianxun is the first to go with Baizi, but after a dozen moves, the first-hand advantage has disappeared, and then a dozen hands, the first-hand advantage has been transferred to the side of Master Qingyuan, although his chess skills are high, but compared with Master Qingyuan, it is still far away, but he has not seen it for two months, and his strain is surprising to Master Qingyuan, and there are clever tricks from time to time, which is unexpected.
Down to more than 100 hands, the battle situation gradually became more and more urgent, Master Qingyuan suddenly had a son, and actually ate Xue Qianxun's two white sons together, Xue Qianxun was in trouble, these two white seeds have been eaten, and the defeat has been decided.
Just when Xue Qianxun had nothing to do, he suddenly thought of the Madhyamaka chess game, and he could still take a step, and said to Master Qingyuan with a smile: "There are two potentials, and Xuan Su leads to two lines." "The white child is on the second and second roads.
"Wonderful!" Master Qingyuan was greatly surprised when he saw Xue Qianxun take this step, said with a smile, thought about how to deal with it, and said: "Splitting the earth in four dimensions, before dividing into two formations!" "Immediately fall and get stuck in the white.
Xue Qianxun sighed that Master Qingyuan's chess path was so high, looking at the white son who was surrounded by the black, he was a little helpless, and thought of a sentence that put him to death and survive, so he put down the chess piece in his hand and said: "Nine years of heavy tricks, the four seas are fluttering." ”
"Leave a poem Chitose Crane and send off a passenger to a five-cloud car." Master Heizi of Qingyuan immediately followed, and tightly clamped Xue Qianxun's side road number.
Xue Qianxun fell into hard thought again, and said ruthlessly: "There is room in the middle, why bother to fall in love?" "This is the last son, if Master Qingyuan doesn't see that gap, he wins, and vice versa.
Master Qingyuan finally cut off the white chess, the white piece is long, the black piece is turned, the white piece is retreated, the black son is connected, the white son is also connected, these few changes are subtle and abnormal, and the black piece makes up a black piece of chess in the upper right corner.
Xue Qianxun smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you have won again,"
Master Qingyuan said with a smile: "Playing chess with you today, I found that you are good at chess, and in a year or two, I believe that your chess skills will be higher than mine, and don't lose heart." ”
Xue Qianxun said: "The master is modest, where am I so unconscionable. ”
Master Qingyuan actually nodded lightly and said, "If you have perseverance, why come to me," Xue Qianxun thought of the original intention of coming here, and his face smiled.
Master Qingyuan continued to ask, "After playing chess for such a long time, do you know what to do?"
"Well, master, I won't bother you here, go down the mountain and go home," he arched his hand to Master Qingyuan, and then turned around and walked out.
Before he reached the door, Master Qingyuan came out of the house: "Next time you come to see me, I hope to see you alone, it's best to bring someone to show me, Amitabha." ”
Xue Qianxun paused for a moment, carried Master Qingyuan behind his back and said, "It will be," but he gritted his teeth in his heart and said: "If you don't come, I will break her leg and carry her up the mountain," I haven't been embarrassed in front of Master Qingyuan all these years, because she has been embarrassed again and again, it is really angry, hateful, and hateful.
Xue Qianxun, who was going down the mountain, saw his own carriage parked on the side of the road, and Sanshun, who was waiting for him outside, didn't know where to go, opened the curtain, and saw Sanshun leaning on the side and sleeping soundly, pulled his ears, and Sanshun, who was closed, waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't make noise, I want to sleep,"
Xue Qianxun hooked the corners of his mouth to play with the taste: "Sanshun, you are not afraid that your young master will come back to clean you up,"
"Hmm...... Master...... The young master is going up the mountain...... Not...... Didn't come down," didn't open his eyes, turned his head and continued to sleep, after a while, he felt cold, he sneezed and woke up, opened his confused eyes, and saw the young master standing straight outside with his back on his back, trembling down, and said slowly: "Young master, you...... You came down from the mountain, why didn't you wake me up,"
Xue Qianxun didn't turn his head, turned his back to him and said, "You sleep so soundly, how can I bear it." ”
If you can't bear it, why do you open the curtain, I remember to press the curtain tightly before going to bed, it is impossible to be blown open by the cold wind, it must be the young master, you saw me asleep, opened the curtain, let me be frozen awake, you still say this, Sanshun said pitifully: "Young master, I was wrong,"
Xue Qianxun turned his face to look at Sanshun and said: "Well, you made it the first time, next time you make such a mistake, after returning home, you will go to the stable to feed the horses for a month." ”
Sanshun sneezed and said, "Yes...... Ahem...... Master. ”
"Go home! After going back, you go directly out of the kitchen to ask for a bowl of ginger soup to drink," thinking of ginger soup, his face couldn't help but ease, last time he pretended to be sick, the ginger soup that Qing'er boiled for him tasted very delicious.
Sanshun saw that the young master was not angry, and he was still very concerned about him, so he said happily: "Xie Lu Xie Young Master, I know that Young Master Lu Dao is cold and hot-hearted." ”
Xue Qianxun entered the carriage and didn't say a word, thinking about how to get an invitation to enter the urn, so that Tang Qing'er jumped into the basin he had prepared unconsciously.
This matter has to be discussed in the long run, there are still two days to go before the New Year, and the Li family will not give Tang Qing'er to Tang Qing'er's family in these days, it must be revealed to the closer people when he goes to relatives during the New Year.
Xue Qianxun didn't think of a way, picked up a book on the carriage and looked at it, but it was unfortunately the codex written by Tang Qing'er, after he read it, he narrowed his eyes and hooked the corners of his mouth, Tang Qing'er Is this a pit for himself?
Opened the curtain and said to Sanshun, who was driving the car outside: "Go to Yongfu Zhai, I remember that my grandmother and mother love to eat that family's pastries, let's buy some and go home,"
Sanshun Crisp agreed, what happened, how did the young master change his mood so well, and he didn't have that gloomy expression on his face.
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Alas! I can't ask for it!