Chapter 299: The sad Dragon King of Jinghe
If Buddhism wants to preach in the East, it must obtain the support of the Emperor of the East. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
However, the belief of Taoism in the East has long been deep-rooted, and Taoism is the state religion in all dynasties, and there are also many Taoist disciples in the imperial court.
How can I get the support of the Emperor?
Master Guanyin, who presided over the Journey to the West, handed over this arduous task to Zhou Ding, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty.
Although Zhou Ding is unwilling to contribute to Buddhism, the situation is stronger than people.
As we all know: the human emperor has a dragon qi to protect the body, unless the saint personally takes action, otherwise, no immortal can influence the human emperor's thoughts with divine power.
Zhou Ding has read the original book and knows: The only immortals who can get close to the human emperor and not be rejected by the human emperor's dragon spirit are the dragon clan.
So, Zhou Ding imitated the original work and offered a plan to the Bodhisattva.
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Outside Chang'an City, Jinghe Dragon King's Mansion.
The Yaksha who patrolled the water ran to the Crystal Palace and reported to the Dragon King: "Woe to you, woe to you!" β
The Dragon King of Jinghe asked, "What is the calamity?" β
Yaksha replied: "When my subordinates were patrolling the water, I heard a fisherman talking, and the fisherman said: There is a fortune teller in Chang'an City, and he is extremely accurate. If a fisherman gives him a carp, he will help the fisherman figure out where my aquarium gathers.
Yes, the fisherman's net will be obtained, **** full of warehouses, if it has been for a long time, I Jinghe Aquarium, the necessary fisherman has been exhausted!! β
The dragon king was furious, and he raised his sword to kill the fortune teller.
Longzi, Longsun, Shrimp Chen, Crab Shi, Ancho Junshi, Mandarin Shaoqing, Lidazai and other subordinates dissuaded one after another, and Ancho Junshi played: "The king is angry. As the saying goes: Seeing is believing, hearing is false. Whether this is true or false is not yet known.
In addition, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, a hundred battles will not be defeated, the king will not change a mortal, go to Chang'an City to see this fortune teller, find out the details, and then do it is not too late! β
The dragon king played, went ashore on the water, and changed into a handsome and graceful white-clothed showman.
The dragon king came to take the West Gate Street of Chang'an City, found the place of the fortune telling, and saw a signboard, which said: The first hexagram in the world, God counts Zhou Houde.
Yes, the person who told the fortune in Chang'an City was Zhou Ding.
The Dragon King stepped in and asked, "Excuse me, is the real hexagram extremely accurate?" β
Zhou Ding replied: "If you don't allow it, you can smash my signboard!" β
"Really?"
"Seriously! I don't know what Childe asked? β
The dragon king deliberately made things difficult and replied, "Please tell me when it will rain?" β
Zhou Ding pondered for a while, and replied: "The top of the cloudy mountain, the fog covers the forest, if you occupy the rain, it will be in the Ming Dynasty." β
The dragon king asked again, "When will the clouds be in the clouds?" When is it raining? How much rain does it fall? β
Zhou Ding smiled faintly and replied: "When the clouds are spread, when there is thunder, it rains at noon, and it rains before it rains, and there are three feet and three inches of water." β
The dragon king smiled proudly: "If it really rains tomorrow, and the number of hours is correct, I should give you fifty taels of hexagram gold." If there is no rain, or if the number of hours is wrong, I will destroy your faΓ§ade, tear down your signboard, and drive you out of Chang'an City!" β
Zhou Ding smiled slightly, and replied happily: "If the calculation is not accurate, just smash it." β
The Dragon King took his leave, Zhou Ding took out a paper crane, and said to himself: "Bodhisattva, the Dragon King of Jinghe has entered the palace, please give him an order!" β
As if alive, the crane flapped its wings and flew south at a meteor-like speed.
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Moreover, the Dragon King happily returned to the Jinghe Dragon Palace, and the ministers asked, "Have you ever seen a fortune teller in the king?" β
The Dragon King laughed and said, "I saw it!" I asked him when it would rain, and he told me that it would rain tomorrow, and he told me conclusively: clouds at the hour, thunder at the hour, rain at noon, rain at the time, and get three feet and three inches of water. β
The water tribes laughed and said: "The king is the head of the eight rivers, the dragon god of the rain, there is rain and no rain, but the king knows, how dare that guy say anything?" β
The Dragon King smiled heartily and said: "I made a bet with that guy, if he can't calculate accurately, I will smash his signboard and drive him out of Chang'an!" β
All the water tribes said: "The king has won!" β
While speaking, an angel suddenly arrived: "The Dragon King of Jinghe received the order." β
The dragon king was dressed in a dignified manner, and burned incense to receive the order.
The angel said: "The total number of eight rivers is ordered, the thunder is driven by electricity, the Ming Dynasty Shi Yuze, and the Puji Chang'an City." β
"Obey the order!" The Dragon King of Jinghe sent the angel away, opened the holy decree and looked at it, and was immediately shocked.
The hour and the amount of rain in the decree are exactly as they are counted by whom.
The Dragon King muttered, "He actually calculated correctly, how can this be good?" β
The soldier said: "Why does the king need to be like this, why is it difficult to win him? β
"Will the plan be released?" The Dragon King asked.
The anchovian said: "The king only needs to stagger the hours, a little more, or a little less, which means that the guy has not calculated accurately......"
The dragon king nodded: A moment earlier or a moment later does not have much impact, a few more or a few less, who will be fine?
So, the dragon king changed the time and point of the rain.
The clouds closed and the rain closed, and the dragon king turned into a white-clothed showman, came to Zhou Ding's hexagram shop, and couldn't help but say that he smashed Zhou Ding's signboard.
Zhou Ding was not annoyed at all, and said with a slight smile: "The Dragon King of Jinghe, he violated the edict of the Jade Emperor, changed the hour, usurped the amount of rain, violated the rules of heaven, and his death is approaching!" As he spoke, he released his golden immortal momentum.
The Dragon King of Jinghe is just a true immortal cultivator, how can he withstand Zhou Ding's golden immortal momentum, he was frightened, knelt down and said: "It's a mistake, Mr. Wang is magnanimous and spare Xiaolong's life!" β
Zhou Ding said lightly: "It's late, the Jade Emperor knows about this and has issued a decree: at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, he will tie you to the Dragon Cutting Terrace, and Cao Guan Wei Zheng will behead you." β
The dragon king was frightened stupidly, and after a long time, he came to his senses, crawled in front of Zhou Ding, hugged Zhou Ding's legs, and begged for a way to live.
Zhou Ding looked compassionate and compassionate, and said: "If you want to save your life, there is only one way, the person who beheaded you, Wei Zheng, is the prime minister under the command of King Tang, if King Tang is willing to save you, you can survive." β
When the dragon king heard this, he bowed and left with tears.
At night, the Dragon King of Jinghe came to the palace, changed into a human form, entered the dream of the Tang King, and bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, save me!" β
Tang Wang exclaimed: "Who are you?" Why did it come into my dreams? β
The dragon king kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty is a real dragon, and the minister is a karmic dragon, so you can meet in a dream!" β
Tang Wang nodded as if he didn't understand.
The Dragon King continued: "The minister has violated the rules of heaven, and the Jade Emperor has sent His Majesty's virtuous minister Wei Zheng to behead me at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, hoping that Your Majesty will save me!" β
There was a dragon king who knelt down to himself and begged for help, and Tang Wang felt full of face, so he was in a very beautiful mood and readily agreed to the dragon king's request.
The next day, Wei Zheng was about to go to the court, when he suddenly heard the cranes in the nine clouds, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was an angel who arrived.
The angel sent a decree: ordered him to kill the old dragon of Jinghe at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Wei Zheng received the grace of heaven, fasted and bathed, tried the wisdom sword in the house, transported the Yuan Shen, and waited only at noon, dreaming of killing the old dragon.
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(To be continued.) )