In March, the spring breeze is warm, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the flowers in Pingshan Town are full of flowers, and it is beautiful.

At the end of the day, a long convoy appeared in front of Jiangfu and Huangfu, and Uncle Wang shouted and commanded, "The horses of the uncle and the second master are led to the front, be careful, the uncle's horse is fierce", "The uncle's car is arranged behind the lady's car, don't squeeze", "Why can't you even set a car, Huang San, you go to help Zhao Heizai". A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Anyi and Jiang Anyong took the lead, and the convoy headed towards Anlong Temple.

There is a distance of 30 miles from Pingshan Town to Anlong Temple, Jiang Anyi rode on the charcoal, and found that the road became much smoother and wider, not the winding path of two years ago, when it was five miles away from Matou Mountain, the avenue had become like an official road, the road was full of pedestrians, and cars and horses were constantly coming and going.

Jiang Anyi asked in surprise: "An Yong, what is a good day today, why is Anlong Temple so lively?" ”

"Brother, you don't know, Anlong Temple is famous now, pilgrims from all over the world come to burn incense, usually so lively, if you catch up with the birthday of the Buddha, or Master Hongxin preaching, this road is jammed with cars can't pass at all."

The convoy slowly marched three miles to the foot of Matou Mountain, where it turned out to be a wild forest, which had been cut down and leveled into a square, and a magnificent mountain gate stood in front of it. The plaque with gold characters on a blue background, the royal pen book "Eja Anlong Temple", the vermilion gate, the yellow wall, the momentum is magnificent.

Jiang Anyi is the protector of Buddhism, and the Dharma protector card has saved his life several times, so he has asked Master Guangming for Buddhist knowledge. Knowing that the mountain gate and open three doors, the middle is large, the two sides are small, called "empty gate (middle), no phase gate (east), no door (west)", the so-called escape into the empty door is due to this.

After getting off the horse, Jiang Huang and others also got off the carriage, and the convoy was huge, which had already alarmed the monk Hongping to come to greet him. The Jiang family has a deep relationship with Anlong Temple, the Jiang family and the Huang family are both big pilgrims of Anlong Temple, Hong Ping smiled and stepped forward and said: "Amitabha, old lady, several donors, has always been good, and the poor monks are polite." ”

The third uncle, Huang Kailin, often came to Anlong Temple to make incense, and was familiar with Monk Hongping, and joked with a smile: "Great monk, you Anlong Temple is making money every day, and you are still called a poor monk, you see that you are full of oil, and you are clearly a rich monk." This year's new tea can be picked, don't hide it, give me ten catties, I can give it away. ”

Hong Ping has a round face and big ears, upright facial features, a smile on his face, wearing a yellow monk's robe, and a crimson robe, looking like a high-ranking monk, which makes people feel close, no wonder he will make him a guest monk. Hong Ping saw Jiang Anyi at a glance, and said with a smile: "This is Jiang Tanyue, who Senior Brother Hong Xin often mentions, is really clear and beautiful, and has a relationship with my Buddhism." ”

Jiang Anyi smiled and said politely: "The master praised it." ”

There are people in the Chema Temple, and the monk Hongping personally leads the way, passing through the mountain gate and passing through the release pond, to the Tianwang Palace. After the rebuilding of Anlong Temple, Jiang Anyi still came for the first time, looked around at the scenery, only to see the crowd of people like the sea, very lively, cigarette smoke burning, there are believers to kneel down and worship, there are pilgrims to read and pray. Jiang Anyi was stunned, thinking of the Laojun Temple on Kunhua Mountain, there were more believers in Anlong Temple, and the incense was also prosperous, but he lost the desertion of Buddhist practice.

Anlong Temple was replaced by neat mountain gates, Tianwang Palace, Bell and Drum Tower, Daxiong Treasure Palace, side hall, four halls and other buildings, the number of monks in it was hundreds, Jiang Anyi suddenly felt that he had come to the Mingpu Temple in the capital. Burning incense to worship the Buddha, praying sincerely, Jiang Anyi knelt down in front of the Buddha, as the protector of Buddhism, Jiang Anyi has more closeness to Buddhism than ordinary people.

After giving incense money, Jiang Huang took Lingwei and Dong'er to burn incense and ask for children, Jiang Anyi turned around the Dharma Hall under the guidance of Monk Hongping, and went to the meditation hall in the back mountain to find Master Hongxin. The mountain behind the temple is the place where the four old tea trees grow, Jiang Anyi saw that there were several more rows of monks' houses at the foot of the mountain, and the entire back mountain was also reclaimed and planted with tea trees layer upon layer.

Seeing Jiang Anyi paying attention to the tea tree, Monk Hong Ping smiled gently: "Jiang Tanyue, Anlong tea is famous all over the world because of your high school, and there is an endless stream of people who come to ask for tea. The four old tea trees on the top of the mountain can only be needed for the Mingpu Temple and the Jiang family in the capital, and in desperation, the temple has to level out the back mountain, and plant tea trees to solve the urgent need. ”

Monk Hongping flashed regret in his heart, King Anyang had purchased tea leaves on four old trees at the price of ten taels of gold and one tael of tea, but was politely refused by the abbot of Hongxin, and now the tea trees in the back mountain can produce hundreds of gold in tea every year, which is specially used to thank the pilgrims who burn incense, so Huang Kailin will jokingly ask for ten catties of tea when he enters the door. Anlong tea is priceless in the market, and it is only used to give gifts to dignitaries and big pilgrims, although the Huang family is a big pilgrim, they only get one or two catties of gifts every year.

The temple was rebuilt, Master Hongxin moved the abbot temple to the top of the back mountain, several stone houses were built under the tea trees, it was the residence of the abbot Hongxin's practice, and there was a cypress plaque hanging in front of the abbot's room, which was the plaque of "Anlong Temple" when I first saw it. Master Hongxin received the notification from the little novice and waited in front of the stone house, Hong Ping saluted his senior brother and went down the mountain sideways.

Jiang Anyi stepped forward, and the two saluted each other. Picking up his head, he saw that Master Hongxin's face was still thin, and the yellow cloth monk's robe was clean and plain, with patches, Jiang Anyi even suspected that this monk's robe was the one he wore when he saw Master Hongxin for the first time.

Sunlight spilled through the cracks in the tea trees and fell on the stone table under the trees, mottled and scattered. Master Hongxin did not invite Jiang Anyi in, but led Jiang Anyi to sit next to the stone table, the stone bench was a little cool, with the scene in front of him, and the noise of the former temple was like two worlds. The little novice boiled water and cooked tea on the side, looking like he was often doing it, and his technique was skillful, Jiang Anyi actually saw the smoothness of the clouds. On the tea floor, both of them tasted tea silently, and neither of them wanted to open their mouths to break the silence in front of them.

After a cup of tea, Jiang Anyi got up and came to the lightning-struck tea tree, rubbed the pitch-black trunk, and sighed: "At the beginning, the master met me, said that I was a dead wood in spring, gave me a wooden card to protect the Dharma, and told me to always have a benevolent heart and practice all goodness. ”

Master Hongxin was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Jiang Tanyue, what have you seen since you entered the mountain gate today?" What do you think? ”

"The incense is prosperous, there are many pilgrims, so that Jiang reminds me of the situation of burning incense in the old gentleman of Kunhua Mountain when he was taking the test to show talent, the same lively, Anlong Temple is worthy of being the first temple in the south of the Yangtze River, and the master has not been congratulated on being named the Zen master of protecting the country." Jiang Anyi sneered.

Master Hongxin smiled and said: "Five years ago, Anlong Temple was hidden in the deep mountains and no one knew about it, I don't know what Jiang Tanyue saw and thought at that time?" ”

Jiang Anyi was stunned, he was not good at wit, Master Hongxin's words reminded him of the humble Anlong Temple back then, from his heart, the Anlong Temple at that time was more like a pure land of Buddhism.

Master Hongxin picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea slowly, and asked with a smile: "Jiang Tanyue, is the taste of tea five years ago different from today's tea?" Why was no one cared about it back then, but today it is difficult to make a fortune? ”

Putting down the tea cup, Master Hongxin gently turned the Buddha beads in his hand and said: "The poor monk went south, in order to promote Buddhism, the original intention was like this, the taste has not changed, but the people who drink tea have changed." The temple is full of incense, which is worshiped by believers from all over the world, and it is beneficial to spread the Dharma, which is the benefit of prosperity; A monk does not ask about trivial things, his heart is pure, and he shows impermanence, no happiness, no self, and no purity, and the prosperity of the Buddha country is also like the stone house behind the poor monk. ”

Jiang Anyi understood a little, and said: "The master's intention is that the withered will be withered by him, and the honored will be let him be glorious. ”

Master Hongxin nodded, pointed to the tea tree beside Jiang Anyi and said, "Being in the sea of eunuchs, you have your own ups and downs. Hold on to your heart, and what's the hindrance with ups and downs. There is such a tree, withered and prosperous, and grasped in one mind. It is said that 'neither withering nor glory, neither false nor empty'. ”

Jiang Anyi was sweating, although he had asked Master Guangming for teachings, but Master Hongxin's words were too profound to understand, what is "neither dry nor glorious, neither false nor empty"?

Master Hongxin glanced at Jiang Anyi reproachfully, and said: "I heard Uncle Guangming say that he gave you the "Prajna Heart Sutra", Jiang Tanyue, you have deep wisdom roots, why don't you recite such a good sutra often, you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all suffering." ”

Jiang Anyi thought to himself that he often studied the "Prajna Heart Sutra", and often combined with the "Diamond Sutra" to explore his "Yuan Xuan Heart Method", but he rarely recited it as a Buddhist classic.

The words are not speculative, and the tea trees are quiet. Master Hongxin stood up and said, "Jiang Tanyue, it's better to ask the monk than to ask the heart." Poor monks still need to practice, do not accompany each other, Yuantong, for the teacher to send guests. After speaking, Master Hongxin titheed and turned around and entered the abbot's room. The little novice who boiled the water came over, raised his bright head, and said respectfully, "Donor, please." ”

I wanted to find Master Hongxin to show him another hexagram, but I didn't expect to be driven down the mountain after drinking a cup of tea, Jiang Anyi followed Yuantong and walked down the mountain through the tea forest. In the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, Monk Hongping was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea with Jiang Huang and others, and when he saw Jiang Anyi coming over, he hurriedly went out of the pavilion to give a salute.

"Jiang Tanyue", Monk Hongping opened his mouth and said with a smile: "The poor monk has something to ask for, I hope to ask Tan Yue to agree." ”

Jiang Anyi was a little surprised, the incense money was not less, how could this monk get close to an inch, thinking of the cold reception on the top of the mountain, Jiang Anyi said a little unhappily: "Master, what's the matter?" ”

"Jiang Tanyue is the champion of the three yuan and the first, and the name of the word is even more famous in the world. There is still a couplet missing in front of the Tianwang Hall of Anlong Temple, and the poor monk wants to ask Tan Yue to wave his pen and write a couplet for the Tianwang Palace. Monk Hongping said.

Jiang Huang came over and said: "Anyi, Weiniang has promised the master, you can write a couplet, this is also a matter of accumulating virtue and doing good, and others can't ask for it." ”

The Tianwang Palace, dedicated to Maitreya Buddha, is the four heavenly kings on the left and right, and behind Maitreya Buddha is Wei Daotian. Jiang Anyi cleaned his hands, offered incense to Maitreya Buddha, and bowed. The monks on the side had already laid out the paper and studied the ink, just waiting for Jiang Anyi to pick up the pen.

Jiang Anyi looked at the smiling Maitreya Buddha in front of him, showing his big belly, looking carefree about the world, holding a pen in his hand, and writing down with a wave: smile when you open your mouth, laugh at the past and laugh at the present, and smile at everything; The big belly can tolerate, the sky and the earth, and what is not tolerated by people.