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A painting determines the future of the Ming Dynasty, if the King of Jin knows, he will inevitably destroy this painting at all costs, or even the entire Zangjing Pavilion, at least this price is worth it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a pity that if you make a rash move at this time, it will be too obvious, at such a critical time, any wind and grass will attract the attention of other princes, which will only fall into the hands of others, and when it comes to the promotion of hundreds of officials, it will be unfavorable to yourself, the best way is to hand over your own people to do it, and let yourself stay out of the matter.

Ma Sanbao said: "Master Ci'en Buddhism is a generation of Zen masters, if the expectation is good, this painting should be from the master of Ci'en, and the sweeping monk on the portrait is not an ordinary monk!" ”

Lin Feng nodded, "Most of the portraits hanging in ordinary people's homes are ancestors or respected celebrities, could it be that this sweeping monk is a Buddhist generation of monks!" ”

"Sweeper." Ma Sanbao seemed to think of something, "In this way, the monk in the painting should be the six groups of Zen Master Huineng!" ”

Lin Feng nodded and said, "It seems reasonable to explain it this way!" ”

Princess Yan said: "Sanbao, the Huineng mage you said is very famous?" ”

Ma Sanbao said: "There is a very interesting story in this, and it has even become a Buddhist allusion!" ”

"Sanbao, come and listen!" Princess Yan suddenly became interested, and she was not interested in those scriptures, but she wanted to know the story.

Ma Sanbao said: "This story starts with the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, Master Hongren, who wanted to find someone to inherit his mantle, so he instructed all his disciples to write a Buddhist verse, hoping to find their heirs!" ”

Lin Feng said: "At that time, the highest voice was the eldest disciple Shenxiu, who wrote, 'The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, don't make dust.'" At that time, everyone thought that Shenxiu wrote very well, and he was the heir! ”

Ma Sanbao continued: "But I didn't expect a sweeping monk named Huineng to pass by, and after reading this Buddha verse of Shenxiu, he didn't think so, and took out a pen and paper to write another poem, 'Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust.'" ’”

The princess said hurriedly: "So what, you should hurry up!" ”

Lin Feng said with a smile: "After Master Hongren saw this Buddha poem of Huineng, he knew in his heart that Master Huineng was the most qualified to inherit his mantle, but unfortunately the power of the eldest disciple Shenxiu was too great at that time, and Master Hongren was worried that Shenxiu would be unfavorable to this sweeping Huineng, so he passed the mantle to Huineng overnight, and told Huineng to flee to the south!" ”

Ma Sanbao said: "In this way, Master Huineng fled to the south to promote Buddhism, and with his wisdom and perseverance, he finally became the sixth ancestor of Zen Buddhism!" ”

Princess Yan said: "What does this story have to do with the edict?" ”

Ma Sanbao said: "Master Mercy climbed to the wall with his last breath and tore down this painting, just to tell us the location of the collection of the edict, so as not to live up to the trust of the emperor!" ”

Lin Feng nodded and said: "The last two sentences of that Buddha poem are 'There is nothing originally, where to stir up dust' seems to indicate that the things that were taken away by the murderer in the dark grid that day, and they are not an edict!" ”

Ma Sanbao nodded and said: "What Lord Lin said is extremely true, and now he can only decipher the whereabouts of the edict from the first two sentences!" ”

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform", could it be that the edict is hidden in one of them!

Princess Yan shook her head, listening a little confused, "Is the emperor's edict hidden in the Bodhi Tree or the Spiegel Terrace?" ”

Lin Feng said: "Bodhi Tree! ”

Ma Sanbao said: "Spiegel Terrace! ”

Lin Feng said with a smile: "Back then, the Buddha Shakyamuni enlightened under the Bodhi tree, so he must have hidden under the Bodhi tree!" The Bodhi tree is a sacred relic of Buddhism, and it must not be wrong. ”

Ma Sanbao said: "I remember that the prince said that the emperor often said to him, 'People should be cautious in their lives, not tempted by things, then like a mirror to stop water, can learn from all things', since it is the edict of the first emperor, it is very reasonable to hide in the mirror platform." ”

Princess Yan said: "Then it's simple, Lin Feng went to find his Bodhi Tree, and Sanbao went to find Mingjingtai, isn't that enough!" ”

Lin Feng said: "What does the princess do?" ”

Princess Yan said: "Of course I'm going to find Spiegel with Sanbao, will I be with you, a nasty ghost!" ”

Lin Feng said: "That's good, it's good to have cleaner ears!" ”

"This princess is not as knowledgeable as you, let's go!" Princess Yan pulled Ma Sanbao and walked out, muttering incessantly, most of which were words cursing Lin Feng.

At this time, only Lin Feng and the monk were left in the Scripture Pavilion, the monk lowered his head, the expression on his face became more and more weird, Lin Feng gave a salute, "Master, please." ”

"Lord Lin, you're welcome."

Lin Feng coughed, "Is there a Bodhi tree in the temple?" ”

The monk smiled: "Yes, as Lord Lin just said, the Bodhi tree is a sacred tree of Buddhism, and many people must go to the backyard under the Bodhi tree to pray for blessings when they come to the Thanksgiving Temple!" ”

Lin Feng said: "Backyard, thank you for the reminder!" ”

The monk returned the salute, "If it's okay, the monk will retire first!" ”

Lin Feng hurried to the backyard and saw a big tree growing between the cracks in the stones, still growing lush even in such a harsh environment.

It is said that this kind of Bodhi tree can only grow in the place where the Buddha is deep, and it must be born in the stone crevices or mountain tops, where the conditions are extremely harsh, because the vitality is strong, it is the sacred tree of Buddhism, so countless people worship, just to be able to achieve their wishes.

Lin Feng couldn't help but open his mouth wide, a narrow stone ladder connects the Bodhi tree, and the people who come to worship on weekdays are up and down this steep stone staircase, this sincerity can move the Buddha, from the countless red ropes tied to the Bodhi tree, it can be seen that there must be a lot of people who come here every day.

Lin Feng flew up, his toes lightly clicked on the mountain rocks, this is just a small meaning, how can this kind of mountain road be difficult to pour himself, came to the Bodhi tree, and slowly squatted down, since many people come here every day to tie the red rope and make a wish, then Master Ci'en will definitely not hide such an important thing as the emperor's edict between the branches and leaves.

Since Shakyamuni had enlightened under the Bodhi tree that day, the Buddha verses left by the Master of Compassion mentioned the Bodhi tree, could it be that it was under the tree?

Lin Feng slowly squatted down, pulled out the scimitar on his waist, and gently inserted the tip of the knife under the tree, almost at the same time, a person poked out from behind the stone, and a pair of eyes stared at Lin Feng, it was the monk who had just left.

The soil is very hard, and the roots of the trees sink deep into the rocks to absorb nutrients, and even your own sharp scimitar can't penetrate too deep, so it shouldn't be here.

Lin Feng secretly guessed in his heart, judging from the dirt and traces on the ground, it should be that no one has touched it for a long time, so what is the mystery in it, is it the Spiegel Terrace! No, something seems to be missing.

Bodhi has no tree, no tree, no tree! Lin Feng suddenly remembered something, the original meaning of this Buddha verse definitely did not refer to the Bodhi tree itself.

In the Thanksgiving Temple, Ma Sanbao took Princess Yan around to look for things that could be called the mirror platform, even including bronze mirrors, Buddha statues and even clay platforms used for work on weekdays, without any clue.

Princess Yan said: "Sanbao, when will this be found, if it is found by Lin Feng's nasty ghost, it will be bad!" ”

Ma Sanbao said: "Why does the princess hate Lord Lin so much? ”

Princess Yan said: "I feel annoyed if I don't look bad and kind!" ”

Ma Sanbao said: "Lord Lin is a rare talent, and now he is a celebrity next to His Royal Highness the Imperial Sun!" ”

The princess said, "So what! This princess is not uncommon. ”

Ma Sanbao said: "This person is definitely not a fish in the pool, he will definitely achieve something in the future!" ”

Princess Yan said: "When did Sanbao learn to read faces, now it's better to find the edict of the emperor as soon as possible!" ”

Ma Sanbao nodded and said: "Buddhism pays attention to epiphany, and the mirror is not a platform, maybe it is not the mirror that is not said to be the mirror platform, it seems that it can't be so simple as looking at the surface!" ”

Princess Yan said: "Did Sanbao think of anything?" ”

Ma Sanbao's eyes widened, and his mouth kept reading, "Spiegel, Spiegel!" I see. As if thinking of something, he turned around and ran away, and on the other side, Lin Feng also strode back to the front yard of the Thanksgiving Temple.

The two of them seem to be involved in the mystery at the same time, and there is nothing wrong with that, after Master Ci'en was attacked, he took the last strenuous effort to tear down the painting, hoping that through this painting, the person who found it would find out the edict, which was the last wish.