As he spoke, he arrived at the gate of the White Horse Temple.

Although it is also called the White Horse Temple, it is really not the same as the White Horse Temple in Luoyang. There are only three halls and two rows of meditation rooms. The weather is bad today, and there is not a single pilgrim. It really makes people doubt the authenticity of Zhang Panlong's so-called "temple production is very large, and the incense is fine".

After offering the incense money, the little novice was welcomed into the room and brought hot water. Zhang Panlong never forgot to find the abbot to find the field: "Little master, I don't know where the abbot master is?" ”

The young novice replied: "Today there is a distinguished visitor, and the abbot is talking with the distinguished guest. ”

Everyone coaxed: "Distinguished guest, how expensive is it?" More expensive than our brothers? "It's not to blame everyone for being arrogant, that Zhang Panlong's father has already survived several magistrates, and he is a proper head snake. Even when the new magistrate saw it, he also wanted to shout "Brother Zhang".

Xiao Shami said: "It's the little monk uncle, Yuantong Zen master." ”

Everyone didn't care when they heard it, but Fang Zhongyong took it to heart.

It is said that Yuantong Zen Master was intelligent when he was young and had the ability to never forget. And the Dharma is profound, the precepts are pure and high, the scriptures are submerged, and the Confucian classics are restored, which is really a great virtue of Buddhism. Although the world's reputation is not obvious, his disciple Buddha Yin is very famous. Anyone who has read the book for two days has probably heard the story that Foyin and Su Dongpo had to say.

Fang Zhongyong had read a few Song notes in his previous life, and he admired the Buddha seal who could fight with Su Dongpo without falling behind. Today I heard that the master of the Buddha seal is here, so I want to see it anyway.

A group of teenagers were at the age of causing trouble, and when they heard that Fang Zhongyong was going to discuss Buddhism with the abbot, they shouted "go together", especially that Zhang Panlong shouted: "With the great talent of the virtuous brother, the bald donkey must be speechless." ”

Fang Zhongyong hurriedly said, "Brother Zhang is cautious. The younger brother just wants to ask the Zen master for advice on how to debate the Dharma. Don't bother me like that! ”

A group of people noisily arrived at the door of the abbot's ashram, and their voices suddenly became quieter. It turned out that the abbot had heard the commotion and was already standing in front of the door with the Yuantong Zen Master. The abbot was thin and dark-faced, but there was a gleam in his eyes. Just by glancing, a group of teenagers were suppressed and trembling, and they didn't dare to speak.

Fang Zhongyong said in his heart, this monk has a strong aura, but he is afraid of some doorways. He bowed and said, "I have seen the abbot and the great monk, and I have seen the Yuantong Zen Master." ”

Seeing that Fang Zhongyong was familiar with the title of the Shi family, the two of them hurriedly said "Don't dare". Abbot Yuanjue said: "Our temple is simple, and I will treat you slowly." I don't know what your donors are looking for poor monks? ”

"One is to express my gratitude to the Guibao Temple for allowing us to take shelter from the wind and snow, and the other is to listen to the abbot explain the Dharma and solve our doubts." Fang Zhongyong is still very modest.

The old monk did not give face: "What we practice in our temple is the method of Zen Buddhism, and it is not like other sects that pay attention to entering the WTO, so I am afraid that we will not be able to answer any doubts for you." Xiao Tanyue is a little bit of a wood begging for fish. ”

Seeing that the abbot did not enter, Fang Zhongyong shifted the target: "Dare to ask, but is it Yuantong Zen Master?" ”

"The time for the little monk to cultivate Buddhism is still short, and he does not dare to be the title of the benefactor 'Zen master'. Call the little monk 'Yuantong'. ”

"I heard that the mage has traveled to Jingchu all the year round, do you know the suffering of the people?"

"I've heard a little."

"What's going on?"

"His feelings are pitiful, and his condition is very sad."

"Dare to ask what a mage is?"

"It's just a little bit. However, it is still a drop in the bucket, and the soup stops boiling. It's just better than nothing. ”

"Has the mage ever regretted it, feared it?"

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. The little monk also has the courage to go to hell. ”

Fang Zhongyong praised: "In this way, he deserves the title of 'Zen Master'." Today, there are hundreds of people who have no food and clothing, can the Zen master be willing to save the people from fire and water? ”

"Where the Tao is, although tens of millions of people go to me!" The Shi family has a common sentence of Confucian classics.

Fang Zhongyong was ready to tell the story, but there was no way, he had learned badly from the later generations of Jabbs and Rebus: "When the snow was falling, the kid happened to hear the words of a few people who were in a hurry. A reader said that heavy snow fell one after another; A person who looks like an official said that they are all officials; A rich man said it would be fine for another three years. A poor-looking man happened to hear it too, and cursed, 'It's all fart.' The two masters thought, how is this snow falling? ”

The abbot Yuanjue just pronounced a Buddha name, but Yuantong had some thoughts: "There is not often snow in the local area, but I am afraid that the poor people will have no food and clothing to keep out the cold, so it is the benefactor who will speak vulgar words, right?" ”

Fang Zhongyong was very dissatisfied with the abbot's inaction, and chased after him: "Master Yuanjue is compassionate, he won't see the poor people die of cold and starvation, right?" Yuanjue was also very embarrassed: "Our temple doesn't do things, and the incense we get is very little." On weekdays, the monks of this monastery also have to cultivate to live, and there is no extra money and food to provide to the people affected by the disaster! ”

Fang Zhongyong saw that there were many patches on the clothes of the monks in the temple, and he expected that what Yuan Jue said was true, so he didn't care about himself. He pointed to Zhang Panlong and others: "My classmates have quite a lot of assets at home, and they will not let your temple break the bank." Just ask the master to set aside a piece of wasteland under the mountain for building porridge sheds and thatched huts. I'll just wait for the rest. ”

Then he turned to Yuantong and said, "Master should know that if there is a natural disaster, it must be the most serious in the poor countryside. The master's reputation is outstanding, even though the foolish women in the countryside have heard of it. The boy was brave and was about to use the prestige of the master to go to a remote place to persuade the wealthy squires to donate generously and help the victims. Would the Master like to go? ”

Yuantong said: "What is the prestige of the monks? But being able to solve some difficulties for the people can be regarded as the merit practice of poor monks. Anyway, he went down the mountain, despite the fact that the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

Fang Zhongyong said in his heart, he was indeed a true cultivator who was anxious for justice and righteousness, and then looked at the abbot in front of him, and felt more and more vulgar.

At the moment, he lost a circle: "Brothers, forgive me!" When the younger brother saw the blizzard becoming a disaster, he was anxious and made his own opinion. What a faux pas! ”

Zhang Panlong waved his hand: "A little money, it's not worth mentioning!" When we eat a meal of flower wine, we have to eat three or five times. ”

Fang Zhongyong said with a straight face: "Brothers, don't underestimate this snow disaster. If it's more serious, I'm afraid it can't be solved by three or five dollars. I also ask the brothers to return to their homes and consult with their elders more appropriately. ”

said that when Zhang Panlong returned home, his father, the county lord, was furious when he saw it: "You son of a, where did you go to mess around for such an hour?" "There is no way, the ancients believed in filial piety under the stick. For his son, he must not have a good face.

That Zhang Panlong was also a little anxious: "Enlighten father." After the child went to pay a New Year's greeting to his husband today, he saw that it was snowing heavily, and several of his classmates were worried about the occurrence of a snow disaster, so they went to look for a place where they could resettle the victims. ”

The county lord doesn't believe it, he doesn't know what his son is? He insinuously said, "Oh, where is the right place to resettle the victims? What kind of charter do you have? "Little look, dare to fool Lao Tzu, see if I can't kill you!

Zhang Panlong explained the results of the discussion of several people one by one, and said: "The child is afraid of lack of financial resources, and is about to ask his father to contact the gentry to participate in the grand event. ”

When did this bastard become so worried about the country and the people?

Lord Xiancheng said sharply: "Whose idea was it?" Just you and Li Bin, can you have such a plan? ”

Zhang Panlong had to tell the details again, and the county lord said angrily: "How can you and other children handle such a big thing." Just go to study with peace of mind and get famous. If this year is also known as Luosun Mountain, I will not spare you! ”

Seeing that his son looked aggrieved, he praised him slightly: "You did a good job today." I only heard that Fang Zhongyong had some poetic talents, and he didn't want to have such thoughts, and it was even more rare that he had the heart of worrying about the country and the people. This son is not a thing of the pool, but you have to associate with him more and put your mind on the right path. ”

repelled his son, and the county lord said: Is Fang Zhongyong kind-hearted and can't see the people suffering? Or is the city government quite deep, and wants to make a name for itself through disaster relief? Regardless of him, it is always bad for someone to die during the New Year. If this matter works well, the official and the magistrate will also have a glorious face, and it will be a great political achievement.

After the plan was decided, he instructed the butler: "Please ask the Lord Bookkeeper, the County Lieutenant, and the County Lieutenant to come to the house and say that the official has something important to discuss." You go and invite it in person, and send someone else to invite Liu Yuanwai, Zhang Yuanwai, Li Caizhu and others. If they arrived, they said that the official had gone to ask the magistrate to go, and asked them to stay less. ”

After the order, he got on the sedan chair and went to visit the magistrate.

The county magistrate's surname is Lu, a native of Chongren County, Honzhou, not far from home. Although he is a five-class jinshi at the end of the crane, the county lord is the head snake who also treats him politely.

The county lord met with the magistrate, and after a round of haha, he made his intention clear: "There was a sudden snowfall today, and the lower officials were worried about the hunger and cold of the people, so they took the liberty to ask the lord to show him." ”

Lu Zhixian put down the delicate tea cup in his hand, and also showed concern in a timely manner: "Yes! I'm worried too! Bitter people! Master Zhang is familiar with local things, and he must have a good plan! ”

"Xia Guan does have some ideas. But if you don't know the commander of the county, you won't dare to make your own decisions no matter what. The lower officials were reckless and had invited all the officials and gentry to the cold house. I hope that the magistrate of the county can take the time to meet and discuss the relief of the victims. I don't know what the adults think? ”

Lu Zhixian thought to himself: Since you are so knowledgeable and interesting, we are not unelegant villains. has made political achievements, isn't it Lu who is the leader!

When I arrived at Zhang's Mansion, it was agreed that each family would contribute a certain amount of money and food, a certain number of manpower, and so on. And promised to build a monument of merit, and anyone who contributed money and effort could be counted as meritorious.

Early the next morning, the snow had already fallen lightly, but there was already more than a foot of snow. If you are in the Northeast, this little snow is really not worth mentioning. But in Fuzhou, which has not seen a single heavy snowfall for decades, most people have no awareness of snow prevention. The brick houses of the rich were fine, but the thatched houses of the poor collapsed a lot. Although most of them were minor injuries, there were many people who lacked food and clothing. Fortunately, the county government still has a strong organizational ability, and the victims were quickly evacuated, and porridge sheds and thatched huts were quickly built at the foot of Baima Mountain. The victims around Jinxi County were properly resettled, and not a single one died.

When the Fuzhou magistrate asked about the snow disaster situation in the counties under his jurisdiction, only Jinxi County was able to provide timely disaster relief and proper measures. The magistrate of the county is also refreshing, and the document gave Fang Zhongyong the first initiative.

Fang Zhongyong didn't really care about any credit, and he didn't think about making a name for himself. He just wanted a few fewer deaths, and that's it.