Although it was determined that he would take Zheng Sen to Kaiyuan Temple to visit the monk Kongming, it was almost the end of the year, and there were many things at home, and Kaiyuan Temple was just as busy, so it was not until after the New Year's Eve of the second year that Zheng Zhilong had time to take Zheng Sen to Kaiyuan Temple. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The donor came to find the poor monk, I don't know what to do?" When this Kongming monk saw Zheng Zhilong, he didn't detour like he did with those scholars, but asked Zheng Zhilong's intention directly.

"Don't hide it from Master, I did have some things to trouble Master this time." Zheng Zhilong also replied with a smile, and then he turned his head and said to Zheng Sen, "Sen'er, don't come out to see the master yet." ”

Zheng Sen hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "I've seen Master Kongming. ”

The Kongming monk didn't speak, but just stared at Zheng Sen with his eyes for a while, and saw that Zheng Sen's heart was a little hairy, and they all began to wonder if this monk should have seen something, so he suddenly smiled and said: "The Zheng family's Qilin'er is really worthy of its reputation." It is also the home of Zheng Shizhu's benevolence, the ancestors are virtuous, and there is only here. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Sen almost laughed, if a big pirate like the Zheng family who kills people and sets fires can be regarded as a family of goodness, is there anything in this world that is not a family of goodness?

"The master has won the prize. Dogs are stubborn by nature and should not be praised by masters. Zheng Zhilong said, "This time, Zheng asked to come to the door with a cheeky face, and it was precisely because of this unsuccessful kid." In addition, this ...... Well, Asen, didn't you say you were going to climb the Kaiyuan Twin Towers a long time ago? I went to the temple first, and I wanted to talk to the master about something for my father. ”

So Zheng Sen came out of the meditation room, took a servant and began to wander around the temple, and as soon as he turned to the bottom of the Renshou Pagoda, he saw a person painting the pagoda with ink splashing under the pagoda. Another Confucian figure stood aside and watched. Since his previous life, Zheng Sen has never been very interested in temples or anything. When I go to tourist attractions, I always don't like to waste time in temples. But at this time, I can only wander around here, and when I am bored, I see this person painting, so I naturally run over to watch the excitement.

The man drew quickly, and after a while, he finished painting, and Zheng Sen saw that the Confucian scholar standing on the side took the pen, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, so he inscribed a poem in the corner of this painting. It's just that this person writes cursive, and the writing is extremely beautiful, and it looks like it's about to fly out of the canvas, but Zheng Sen doesn't know what is written.

When the man had finished writing, he dropped his pen, turned his head, and saw a handsome little boy staring at the calligraphy, so he teased him, "Do you recognize the words on it, this child?" ”

"I don't know." Zheng Sen shook his head and said, "Although I don't know what is written, it's just beautiful." And it's also in a good position, if it weren't for these words, the right side of the painting would be too heavy. These words here are like a scale, and the painting is suppressed. ”

That person was just teasing Zheng Sen, but he couldn't help but be taken aback when he said such a thing. looked at Zheng Sen seriously, as if to make sure that he was not a child who spoke. To be honest, such a comment would not be surprising to come from the mouth of an adult who has read a little, but it would be surprising to come out of the mouth of a child who looks to be seven or eight years old.

"How old are you? Whose children are they? The Confucian who painted also asked.

"My father is a guerrilla general of the Xiamen Five Tigers, and the boy is eight years old this year." Zheng Sen replied politely. He saw that both of them were accompanied by child servants, obviously not poor people, and I was afraid that they were also local celebrities. Now Zheng Sen is in a hurry to become famous, so who has said that he should become famous as soon as possible. Anyway, Zheng Sen felt that these two people should be able to help him make a name for himself.

"Oh," said the Confucian who later wrote the inscription, brushing his beard, "Oh, Xiamen guerrilla general, isn't that Zheng Zhilong?" I don't want the Zheng family to have such a son. Doll, have you read a book? Do you know words? How did you get here? ”

"The boy's maternal grandfather taught the boy a little "Analects", and later studied "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Essays" in the family studies for a few months. Some must recognize two words, but the words written by Mr. Zheng Sen don't recognize any of them, but they just think they look good. My father believed in Buddhism, and today he went to the temple to make incense, so he brought me. Now that my father and Master Kongming are talking, I let the kid walk around this temple casually. ”

The two of them listened to the child's answer quite methodically, and they both nodded unconsciously. The Confucian who was painting smiled at the one who wrote: "I don't want a murderous character like Zheng Zhilong to be a person who believes in Buddhism." ”

As soon as he said this, before he could answer the letter, Zheng Sen said sharply: "What did this gentleman say?" As a military general, my father swept away the traitors for the imperial court and returned Fujian to a peaceful place. How can this military general not kill people? My father often taught the boy, 'In the Buddhist temple, there is a bodhisattva with loving eyebrows and a vajra with angry eyes. King Kong was angry, so he subdued the four demons; The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, so there are six paths of compassion. As a military general, it is inevitable to kill, but you must have compassion, and if you can kill less, you must kill less; If you can, you can't kill it. This is compassion, which is to be angry-eyed in the world. If you like to kill, you are the devil of the world. Without compassion, can you be safe? He will suppress the bandits, and the bandits who are born will often be beheaded to remember the merits, and the father of the family said: "How can there be any one who is willing to do what he wants, and most of them are coercion." Therefore it is often only the first evil that is punished, not the rest. In this way, An can be called murderous? Why can't you believe in Buddhism? ”

When the two of them heard this, they couldn't help but be more and more surprised, and when they looked at Zheng Sen again, they saw that his eyes were wide open, and he was standing straight and straight, but he seemed to have some sharp feeling of a sword out of its sheath.

"Brother Zhanghou Meng Lang." The writer stared at Zheng Sen for a while, but then turned his head to the Confucian who was painting, "As for the son, his father has been taught a lesson by this child, right?" ”

The Confucian who was painting was also stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "Brother Yanhao is right, it is indeed my Meng Lang who is rude." After saying this, the man stood up straight, threw his hands to the ground towards Zheng Sen, and said: "I don't know the truth and talk about your father, it's my rudeness, and I beg the little brother to forgive me for one or two." ”

Zheng Sen didn't shy away from it, just stood there and accepted this person's salute. But I heard the man say again: "The little brother turned to Zunzhi's 'no compassion can not be a general', this is the right reason, Xiaosheng said not inferior words, and he heard the right way, how fortunate it is!" Please take another salute. "Then you have to hit the ground again.

This time, Zheng Sen didn't dare to take it anymore and was busy avoiding it. The man said, "Little brother, don't hide, this gift is not for you, but for your father's praise." Zheng Sen listened, but he didn't dare to hide anymore, so he accepted another salute.

After the man finished the salute, he inquired about Zheng Sen's name again, and Zheng Sen naturally told them, but asked about the names of these two people again.

The inscription said: "A certain is Nan'an Hong Chengjiao, this Mr. Chen is a native of Zhuji, and he is the tall foot of Mr. Qishan." ”

"But Mr. Liu Yingshan from San'in?" Zheng Sen immediately asked with two sparkling eyes, "When the kid was in Japan, he heard about Mr. Liu Yingshan's name many times from Japanese scholars. ”

When Chen Hongshou heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "In addition to Mr. Liu Yingshan from Shanyin, where is there a second Mr. Qishan in this world?" But I didn't want my teacher's name to spread overseas. Obviously, he was very happy to hear that his teacher's fame had spread overseas, and naturally Zheng Sen became more and more pleasing to the eye. It can be seen that patting sycophants is definitely a science, and it must be photographed on the idea in order to send it inconspicuously and the effect is good.

Chen Hongshou became happy, so he turned his head and said to that Hong Chengji: "Brother Yanhao, look at this son, is it quite the style of Brother Ling's use of the three-character scripture as a sacrificial text?" ”

Zheng Sen didn't study history too seriously in his last life, so he didn't know who this Mr. Chen was, and even that Mr. Liu Yingshan (Liu Zongzhou) was a well-known person in the world who had recently learned about him by doing his homework. However, who this Hong Chengji's eldest brother is, he doesn't need to know any history at all. What "Jun's grace is as deep as the sea, and the courtiers are as heavy as mountains", and what "the sentimental and sick body, beating you with the appearance of a country and a city (the hat of the Qing Kingdom and the Qing City)" are all satirizing this traitor scum who betrayed the nation. Because this big traitor is so famous, even his brother and mother, who resolutely drew a line with him, are also famous.

Zheng Sen remembered that this Hong Chengji, after the Manchu Qing Dynasty had ruled the world, took refuge in a river boat and never came out to meet people again, claiming that "his head does not wear the sky, and his feet do not walk on the ground". Later, the traitor Hong Chengchou returned to his hometown and built a big mansion for himself to show off his wealth. Hong Chengjian built a "Shuangzhong Temple" at the door of Hong Chengchou's house to worship the national heroes Xu Yuan and Zhang Xun who resisted An Lushan in the Tang Dynasty. Legend has it that Xu Yuan in the temple opened his eyes angrily, and his two fingers were pointing at the gate of Hong Chengchou's house. Everyone says "to fight against adultery". Unfortunately, the temple was never preserved. Later, some guys with noble heads actually built a Hong Chengchou Memorial Park to commemorate the traitor in Hong Chengchou's former residence, so as to carry out "patriotic education". But no one remembers to rebuild the Shuangzhong Temple at the gate of this memorial garden, and let Xu Yuan's two fingers point straight and straight, which is really suffocating.

Now some people actually compare themselves with the "hero" Hong Chengchou who promoted national integration, although they know that the person is well-intentioned, but Zheng Sen's heart is still very uncomfortable.

"My brother was eight years old at the time, and it's really like that." Thinking of his brother who he has always been proud of, a smile appeared on the face of the kind-hearted Hong Chengji, and he said with a smile on his beard, "But to be honest, my brother was just quick to deal with at that time, and the little brother of the Zheng family is not only agile, but also able to tell righteousness." This is a cut above my brother, and the future of my little brother is immeasurable, and I am afraid that my brother will not be able to compare. As for you and me, they can't be compared. But in the future, there will be people who record wild history, and record the conversation between you and me and the little brother of the Zheng family today as an anecdote, and it can be regarded as a reputation. ”