Knock, knock, knock. Nine bells rang continuously, the sky was still dark and the five fingers were not seen, the temple door of the temple was opened, and six monks were accompanied by two by two, and the three incense burners on the long mountain road outside the temple were ready to welcome pilgrims from all directions.

Today is the first day of the first month of March, and the Temple of Mercy and Grace has been built for a hundred years. To this end, the East China Sea Buddha Dapuji Temple sent a big man to come, not only brought the Buddhist scriptures hand-copied by the eighteen great monks of the Dapuji Temple, but also the three-pillar incense that was personally opened by the disciples of the Pudu Monk who presided over the Dapuji Temple. It is rumored that this big man who came with Dharma incense and Buddhist scriptures is the Venerable Su Hui who has become famous in recent years-Red Lotus Girl.

Whether it is the eighteen volumes of Buddhist scriptures or the three-pillar incense, they are all treasures that the good men and women who believe in the Buddha are crazy about. Don't say that it is the most famous Puji Temple in the East China Sea Buddhism, even if it is only the third-rate temple in the Buddha country, its outflow of high-ranking monks hand-copied Buddhist scriptures and consecration instruments are sky-high prices, and only destined people can get them.

If it weren't for the fact that Pudu Monk was a member of the Tianxing Dynasty, if it weren't for his old man who had been a small novice in the Temple of Mercy and Grace for a month, the Temple of Mercy and Grace would not have such a special fortune! Therefore, on the first day of the new year of every month, many dignitaries and nobles from Yuchuan County come to the Ci'en Temple in Yuyan Mountain, specifically to burn the three-pillar incense and touch the Buddha light of the Pudu monks.

And this year, as early as half a month ago, as soon as the Ci'en Temple released such a rumor, more than a dozen temples and nunnery and even Taoist temples up and down Yuyan Mountain already had pilgrims who came to the Buddhist scriptures and three pillars of incense to stay in advance.

The big ones are naturally none other than the princes, princesses, and county lords whose fiefs are located in the prefectures of Uogawa County, and then the major families who have lived in Uogawa County for generations. The best places for accommodation are occupied by these nobles. On the contrary, the large and small families of Yuyan Mansion, where Yuyan Mountain is located, because of their proximity, also have the meaning of avoiding nobles, and they only went up the mountain on the day of the first day of the new year.

A long dragon of torches with no boundless edge slowly winds on the mountain road, and the male and female believers of the large and small families of Yuyan Mansion all went out of the city around the same time, riding horses and riding cars, and carefully escorted by the guards to climb Yuyan Mountain.

The prefect of Yuyan has already posted a notice that ordinary people must stay away from Yuyan Mountain on this day, so as not to collide with the nobles. The consecration incense and eighteen volumes of hand-copied Buddhist scriptures are not treasures that poor people can imagine. Although it is said that the Buddha has a fate, but the scope of this fateful person can be controlled.

But there are also devout Buddha believers among the ordinary people, and no matter how afraid of the government, they dare to secretly go up the mountain and follow this large team all the way to the Temple of Mercy and Grace. If nothing else, even if they kowtow three times to the Great Venerable of the Buddha Kingdom of the East China Sea from afar, they would be satisfied.

Although Yuyan Mountain is not high, and the mountain road is fairly smooth, the path in the dense forest is very steep and difficult to walk. No, when the torch dragon walked to the most precipitous Yuzui Gorge, several people crawled out of the dense forest, all of them poor people in cloth and straw shoes.

These people rushed to a mahogany fur cart with clear oil, stopped directly in front of the two big green mules pulling the cart, knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed again and again, crying and begging: "Please, old ladies and wives, save the children!" It turned out that one of them, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, was carrying a doll on his back, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't make a sound, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

This big mule cart is also very conspicuous in the long queue, so it is no wonder that it will be stopped directly. The two mules pulling the cart were shiny with shiny blue fur, young and tender mouths with long legs and strong heads, waists and long legs, and large copper bells with moire patterns hanging from their necks. Although the two big green mules were startled by these men rushing out, they quickly quieted down and were quite well-trained under the drive of the coachman.

Look at the whole frame is made of mahogany, and the white copper carved wheel head and door curtain hook are polished. The car bib is a sturdy cowhide that blocks the wind, covered with purple thick velvet, and embroidered with a large group of treasure flowers. There are four small windows on the left and right sides of the body, all of which are in the shape of a treasure bottle with jujube red satin locks, and the small awnings outside the windows are along the three-colored long tassels, gently fluttering in the wind.

The cries for help spread far and wide, and the long queue had no choice but to stop. Seeing this, seven or eight Tsing Yi family members were guarding this big mule cart with the atmosphere of wealth, and when they saw this, they couldn't help but smash them with sticks, trying to drive people away. But those people didn't dodge or dodge, even if they were smashed and their heads were bleeding, they just blindly kowtowed and begged.

A delicate voice finally came from the car: "Chen Sanjia, take people down to see what is going on." The Zongzheng family can't do anything that can't be saved by seeing death. A small vase window lifted a small curtain of light gauze from the inside, faintly revealing half of her pretty face.

A forty-year-old servant woman caught up, first bowed her knees respectfully to the mule cart, and replied with a smile: "Please also ask Sister Qiutang to give the old lady, the slave and maid will definitely handle the matter well." He bowed his head and scolded those people, "Why don't you hurry up and give way?" You are really lucky, the old lady of our Zongzheng family happened to take the family doctor with her when she went up the mountain to worship the Buddha this time. Kowtow to the old lady and thank you! ”

Zongzheng's reputation in Yuyan Mansion is not bad, and he often builds a porridge shed in a poor area to donate some medicinal herbs or something. In particular, the old lady of this family is known for her compassion and generosity.

Several people who had suffered misfortune obviously also knew about the reputation of the Zongzheng family, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed. They really kowtowed three times at the big mule cart, and then they got out of the way and followed Chen Sanjia to the side of the road to wait for the treatment of the Zongzheng family doctor.

The long queue began to march again, and for the rich and noble families on horseback and carriage, what had just happened was just a small episode that was not worth mentioning, and they would not take it to heart at all. At this time, in addition to the precious three-pillar incense and eighteen volumes of Buddhist scriptures, there are only the noble figures in the temples and nunnery temples in Yuyan Mountain.

After nearly two hours, when the fish belly was slightly exposed in the east, people finally saw the first incense burner gold-domed pavilion.

The procession passed through the pavilion in turn, and each family would leave a representative to respectfully insert three burning incense sticks into the huge incense burner in the pavilion, and then put a lot of incense money into the merit box. If the third is the case, after passing through the three incense burner gold-domed pavilions, you can see the gate of the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

What's the use of just seeing? Looking at the long queue blocked out of the door in front of them, and the family crest on the flags raised high, the people who came after basically had no idea of paying homage to the three-pillar incense.

Uogawa Prince's Palace.

The Mansion of the Great Princess of Qinghe.

Yuyan County Palace.

There is no doubt that the three pillars of precious incense will belong to the most honorable Tianxing royal family under the rule of these three Yuchuan Counties. As for who is first, who is second, and who is third, it depends on their ability.

Almost everyone thinks so, and the old lady of the Ren family of the Zongzheng family is no exception. In fact, she didn't plan to fight for these three pillars of incense, but she was just thinking about whether she could get a hand-copied Buddhist scripture. Her eldest granddaughter is about to hold a ceremony, and when she becomes an adult, she will discuss marriage, and if she can give this hand-copied Buddhist scripture as a dowry in the future, it will be an extremely decent and blessed thing.

Ren is fifty and two this year, she is married to the old lady of the Zongzheng family, and she is six years younger than the old lady of Zongzheng. After marriage, she had a son and a daughter. Although several aunts also gave birth to concubines and concubines, she has a stable position in the Zongzheng family, and she is relied on by the old lady and respected by her children and grandchildren, and her life is quite comfortable. This time, she climbed the mountain in the middle of the night to worship the Buddha's suffering, and she really ate it for the first time in her life.

But there was no way, she could only wait honestly. Because the three heavenly nobles finished paying homage to the incense, everyone could enter the temple. The mountain road was bumpy, and there was a matter of being blocked for help, Mrs. Ren didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, and the remaining sleepy insects were driven away on the road, which was a good opportunity to make up for sleep.

Seeing that the old lady Ren was leaning on the royal blue Wufu Shou Silk Forging Pillow, her eyes were slightly closed, and she quickly took off the ginger ** cracked blanket on her lap, replaced it with a Fu Lu Shou silk quilt of the same color as the pillow, and then gently knocked her calves with the beauty in her hand, until she fell asleep, she quietly stepped aside, and she also took a nap dimly.

Just as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a sudden movement outside the carriage, and Qiu Tang vaguely heard the greetings of the master and the like. Then the carriage was knocked on, and the voice of Zong Zhenglun, the eldest master of the sect politician, came from outside: "Mother? Mother? ”

Qiu Tang's sleepiness was immediately frightened away, and he hurriedly lowered his voice and replied, "Master, the old lady just fell asleep." ”

"Boss, what's the matter?" Mrs. Ren felt shallow, and she woke up when Zong Zhenglun knocked on the carriage, so she called her son to get in the car and ask.

The door opened, and a chill entered the car. Qiu Tang couldn't help but shrink, and hurriedly walked a few steps on his knees, blocking the wind for Mrs. Ren. At the moment when the door opened, she caught a sharp glimpse of an old monk wearing a robe, white eyebrows and white beard next to the car, looking like the first Huitong master of the Zhike Monastery of Ci'en Temple.

Master Huitong is next to Mrs. Ren's biological son Zong Zhenglun, who happened to be the year of his establishment, Mrs. Ren married the old lady at the age of sixteen, and gave birth to him in the sixth year of the door. His appearance looks like a mother, with a round face, a slightly blessed figure, and an amiable expression. Today, when he escorted his mother to worship the Buddha, he only wore a straight jacket of stone blue lake silk, did not wear a hair crown, and only used boxwood hairpins to fix his hair.

With the permission of the old lady Ren, Zong Zhenglun was not busy getting into the car, turned to the old monk and saluted: "There is Master Lao Huitong to wait, and the contemptible person will go to tell my mother first." ”

Master Huitong was in charge of the Zhike Monastery of Ci'en Temple, and often dealt with pilgrims, so Qiu Tang could recognize him at a glance. The old monk was kind and kind, folded his hands and gave Zong Zhenglun a salute, and said with a smile: "The hour is not early, and I hope that the master of Zong Zheng will make up his mind quickly." ”

Zong Zhenglun nodded, turned around and picked up his robe and got into the carriage. Seeing that the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, Mrs. Ren also smiled and asked him, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Mother, what a great joy!" Zong Zhenglun said with a smile, "You definitely didn't expect that the third pillar of magic incense actually fell on our family's head!" ”