Chapter 322: I'll borrow your golden body for a while
After bowing down unintentionally, I was pondering a question in my heart:
This Jurchen and Jurchen are not the same thing? Aren't they all half-bald scoops on the top of their heads like bald donkeys, with two small braids on the left and right on the back of their heads?
Is there anything more bald, ugly and ugly??
"Amitabha! The official family is coming, and the wall of the Great Xiangguo Temple is shining! ”
Just when I was wondering whether I should let Dongchang and the Imperial City Division join forces to send people to the north of the Jin Kingdom to investigate, a group of novices and monks in the Daxiangguo Temple came out one after another, and Master Kuanzhi was surrounded by Xuanzhi Zen Master and other great monks to greet him.
Zhao Huan got up from the royal chariot and walked down the stairs, glanced at the many great monks in front of him, and was displeased at first.
More than 30 great monks, all wearing big red robes, with prayer beads on their chests, holding a tin staff in their right hand, holding a bowl in their left hand, and a big bald head with a nine-point ring scar, all looked like Tang Sanzang, the royal brother who traveled west to learn scriptures.
It's a pity that all of them are full of brains, fat bodies, wide bodies, and fat bodies, which are far from Tang Sanzang's image.
Only a thin old monk followed by the monks, neither a robe nor a cane and bowl, only holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, wearing cloth shoes under his feet, and wearing a hundred clothes on his body, but there are still a few copies of the monk's meaning.
Zhao Huan laughed, glanced at the mountain gate of Daxiangguo Temple, and said with a smile: "The so-called mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and there are dragons." Daxiangguo Temple enshrines these many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, what is the ugliness? ”
When the words fell, all the great monks secretly frowned, bowed down and chanted a Buddha horn - when they arrived at the temple, they still had no respect for the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and such an unobtrusive official family had never heard of it, even if they had never heard of it!
Zhao Huan laughed again, and didn't pay attention to the faces of Kuanzhi and the other monks, but directly smiled and asked the thin old monk behind the monks: "Great monk, where are you a monk?" Why are so many monks wearing robes, but only you are wearing a hundred robes? Dressed up like this to see me, but not afraid of losing courtesy? ”
"Amitabha!"
The old monk clasped his hands together, bowed to Zhao Huan, and replied: "Qi Guan family, the old monk is the monk of the Luohan Temple, the hundred clothes on this body, it is the flood of the past few years, after the birth of a baby in the Luohan Temple, the mother of those children sewed in a hundred clothes, in the heart of the old monk, but it is more precious than the robe. As for what the official family said about the loss of etiquette, please ask the official family to forgive the old monk for being difficult to agree. ”
Zhao Huan glanced at the old monk unexpectedly, and said with a sigh: "Great monk, what do you say?" ”
The old monk bowed down and said: "Qi Guan Guanjia, the old monk salutes the Buddha like this, and sees that the official family is also like this, it is the official family that respects the Buddha as the Buddha, and does not dare to be rude to the official." ”
Zhao Huan snorted, and then asked: "It is said that the Buddha Gate is pure, and it is not appropriate to see blood." The great monk let those mothers give birth in the Luohan Temple, but they are not afraid of disrespecting the Buddha? ”
"Amitabha!"
A pair of hands that were full of old skin and slightly thin like chicken feet turned the prayer beads, and the old monk recited the Buddha's name again, and then bowed down and said: "Qi Guan family, the monk is the most taboo to see death and not to save, in addition, even if the Buddha's golden body is wet, even if he sees blood in the temple, it is not a taboo." ”
Zhao Huan snorted, suddenly clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the old monk, and said, "The great monk Bodhisattva has a heart." In this case, I asked people to find those children back then, and let them become monks in the Luohan Temple to worship the Buddha. ”
The old monk didn't care about Zhao Huan's appearance like this, but shook his head, kept twisting the rosary in his hand, and replied: "Qiguan family, the children born in the Luohan Temple back then, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and eight, really corresponding to the number of Arhats, it can be seen that they are all related to my Buddha." ”
"However, these children are now spoiled and favored in front of their parents, and when they grow up, they will either plough the countryside to support their families, or study and join the army to serve the country, and then they should provide for their parents, how can the official family bear to let them become monks?"
"Please think twice."
Zhao Huan snorted, and then turned his gaze to Master Kuanzhi, the head of the monks: "Great monk, what do you think?" ”
"Amitabha!"
Master Kuanzhi also pronounced a Buddha name, and then bowed down and said: "It is very rare for the official family to have a heart of worshiping the Buddha for goodness, presumably the one and eight Arhats who have obtained the will of the official family will also gladly go to the Arhat Temple to serve the Buddha, and when they get the right fruit, they will definitely be grateful to the official family for their grace." ”
After finishing speaking, Master Kuanzhi suddenly changed his tone and said: "However, after all, this matter is a matter of the Luohan Temple, and it is inconvenient for the poor monks to say more, everything is decided by the officials." ”
Zhao Huan glanced at Master Kuanzhi, and while walking towards the Great Xiangguo Temple, he asked, "Great monk, I see that there are many monks in this temple, and the food and clothing of these many people must be very embarrassing, right?" I'll donate some more sesame oil money today, okay? ”
"Returning to the official house, although there are many monks in Luohan Temple, it is not too difficult."
Master Kuanzhi said: "The monks can have coarse tea and light rice to wrap their stomachs, and my big country temple has some land given by Emperor Taizong at the beginning, and the poor monks and the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple are already content, and they dare not ask for more." ”
Zhao Huan laughed and said, "In this case, then I will have a meal in Daxiangguo Temple, okay?" ”
Master Kuanzhi responded with a smile, and led Zhao Huan to the Great Xiangguo Temple.
"There are a lot of people who worship the Buddha with incense."
Zhao Huan smiled and glanced at the people around him who were worshipping the Buddha with incense, turned his head and smiled at Master Kuanzhi and the others: "I heard that Master Sanzang traveled west to learn scriptures...... The Buddha also thought that they were cheap, and taught their descendants to have no money to use. If you come to see the incense of this Great Xiangguo Temple, you must not be disgusted, right? ”
When Zhao Huan said this, the faces of Master Kuanzhi and Zen Master Xuanzhi remained unchanged, but their hearts were as greasy as eating stinky shit-
Daxiangguo Temple itself is a pure land of Buddhism, and it looks like it is about to go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but the official family arranges the Buddha like this, and is not afraid that the Buddha is really moving the nameless anger, and descends to the Venerable Veda to ask for an explanation!
Zhao Huan didn't care about these big monks in robes at all, but quietly glanced at Su Quan, the old monk of Luohan Temple who was dressed in a hundred robes, but saw that the face of the great monk Su Quan was still full of indifferent smiles as just now, and his eyes did not change in the slightest.
Zhao Huan sighed unconsciously in his heart, and secretly said that this monk is also different from a monk, some monks can make coarse tea and light rice, and some monks want fragrant car beauties.
After shaking his head, Zhao Huan took the lead into the Daxiong Treasure Hall and offered a pillar of incense to the Buddha Shakyamuni, Amitabha Buddha and Medicine Buddha III enshrined in the hall.
Then Zhao Huan said to the three huge Buddha statues: "I, today I asked the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to borrow gold and cast copper coins, if the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are unwilling, they will shake their heads, and I will not borrow them." ”
PS: Take Wu Lao Wolf's "Junk Food Aid Shu Han" to sacrifice to the sky today! Liu Chan has surrendered, Jiang Wei has been martyred, and in the land of China, there is only one remote town left still holding high the banner of the Great Han, does the protagonist still have a chance to turn the tables and rebuild the Great Han?
PS again: I don't know what's wrong yesterday, since last night I started to have diarrhea until now, the frequency is once an hour or two, and every time it is a special flow of 3,000 feet......