After hearing the old woman's cry, the young Confucian scholars fell silent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Well, I see." Zhao Zhongming nodded, he had heard about it. "Last year, the ground in Shaanxi Province was shaken, the ground cracked, the ground gushed out, houses collapsed, relatives were separated, and people were displaced. Alas! ”

Zhao Zhongming sighed heavily, took out a tael of silver from his body, walked to the old woman, leaned over and handed it to her, and did not speak, only nodded lightly.

Seeing that Zhao Zhongming actually gave a beggar a tael of silver, everyone threw a look of worship. Meng Zhixiao and Chen Qing praised Zhao Zhongming for this, "Zhongming is a model for my generation." ”

"Zhongming is kind and charitable, and we should follow suit."

As he spoke, the two glanced at Lin Fusheng, who was full of disdain, and looked at him who was full of cheap stalls, and it was expected that he would not be able to give money to the beggars no matter what this time.

Wang Zongkui also thought the same, hooked the corners of his mouth obliquely, narrowed his eyes into a slit, glanced at Lin Fusheng with his residual light, and said: "I have heard that the Zhao family in Huangmei County has always taken helping the poor as an ancestral motto, and when I saw it today, Wang was convinced. Brother Zhao's generosity must be emulated by those of us who have read poetry and books. ”

Lin Fusheng only smiled contemptuously at these people's provocations, and then got up and came to Lin Shixiu's side.

Seeing Lin Fusheng's strange behavior, Lin Shixiu was faintly uneasy.

"Second uncle, although we are a small farmer's family, we can't compare to a few brothers. However, we are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, and we should be supported by all sides when one side is in trouble. As the descendants of the Lin family, even if we are frugal, we should help this old man. Second uncle, is the little nephew right? ”

Lin Shixiu was stunned, sure enough, this kid, what can you do? He bent down slightly, pulled Lin Fusheng's clothes, and whispered, "Fusheng, you have fallen for them!" How much silver did we bring with us? Although we don't have to worry about eating and living in Huangmei County, what if we still have to go to Fudi? This money can still be saved. ”

Lin Fusheng didn't pay attention to Lin Shixiu's words at all, and pretended to worship: "Second uncle, you brought a tael of silver with you, and you want to give it all to this old man?" ”

"Huh?" Lin Shixiu was stunned for a moment, secretly squeezed his eyebrows at Lin Fusheng, and lowered his voice and said, "When did I say that I would give her a tael of silver......

Without waiting for Lin Shixiu to finish speaking, Lin Fu raised his voice and said, "Although our Lin family is from the countryside, we also have ancestral training. Second uncle, you tell you about the ancestral teachings of our Lin family. ”

Yes? Who knows what ancestral training the Lin family has! "Uh, uh......"

"The ancestral training of our Lin family is similar to that of Brother Zhao's family, it is to be able to help one by one, even if you are hungry, you have to help others." Lin Fusheng held his little head high, and said with great righteousness and awe.

Poof!

What kind of family motto is this? That is, the cultivator in the countryside can think of such a vulgar family motto.

"Second uncle, you have the courage to sacrifice yourself for righteousness and kill yourself, so you really have the wind of an elder." Lin Fusheng blew the beat, so that Lin Shixiu had to take out a tael of silver from his body with a shrunken face, sneered, and handed it over to the old woman with great reluctance.

The old woman is from the countryside, but she can't understand those idioms, but it is Lin Fusheng's easy-to-understand Lin family motto just now, she understands, and she is immediately moved. Touching her tears, she said to Lin Shixiu, who gave her money: "The old woman has met a noble person today!" Master Lin, oh, and Master Zhao, are all good people, all good people, are all good people......"

The old woman has never seen much of the world, only knows that someone rewards money, and if she rewards so much, she must be called "master".

Zhao Zhongming frowned, and even compared my Zhao family with this country person. Hum!

Just now, Wang Zongkui, Meng Zhixiao and Chen Qing were still laughing as if they had eaten a pigeon's fart for the "Lin family's ancestral training", and in a blink of an eye, they saw that Lin Shixiu really gave the beggar a tael of silver, and he was also called "master", and for a while it was like a fly flying into his mouth, and he collectively closed his mouth.

Thinking that these three people are also a solid family, they are not as good as Zhao Zhongming in the matter of giving beggars, which is understandable, but they are not even as good as a poor sour cultivator, which really makes them hate to find a crack in the ground to get into.

……

After the old and young beggars left the gate of the day with a thousand thanks, a few people passed through the gate of the day and walked up the mountain. Along the way, the hall will enter, and the Buddha will worship. Especially Wang Zongkui, Meng Zhixiao, Chen Qing, and a Lin Shixiu, that is called a pious. Regardless of the main hall or small hall, the big Buddha or the small Buddha, they must kowtow one by one, the action is called a standard, and the expression is called a solemnity. There are words in his mouth, and he talks at length, and I don't know what kind of homely things I am nagging with the Buddha and his old man.

From Taoism in China, to Buddhism in India, to Christianity in the West, there are other religions practiced by various ethnic groups. Everyone has his own beliefs, and it is difficult to say which one is the true God of this world. Therefore, although Lin Fusheng believes that there is some kind of power in the underworld that can carry all things, he does not believe in any god or religion.

Rather than worshipping the Buddha and seeking fame, he believes in one sentence: opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

This time it was rare to come to the Dongshan Five Ancestors Temple, and he wanted to visit the mountain scenery more.

The purpose of everyone going up the mountain is different, some are determined to worship the Buddha, some are intended to visit the scenery, and some are just to relax before the exam, so the pace has not been consistent, several people gradually dispersed, and finally, simply went their own way, only agreed to meet at the door of the mountain one day later.

Getting rid of a few annoying guys, Lin Fusheng, Sun Ji, and Jiang Wendeng, two modest seniors, traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, chanting poems against each other, and it was also a rare relaxation.

The three of them watched the Heavenly King Palace, the Mahavira Palace, the Pilu Palace, and then passed through the True Body Palace, and then came to the Sevenfold Partial Palace.

On the east side of the main hall of the seven-fold partial hall, there are pine and cypress hall, Yanshou hermitage, and the first hermitage, Buddha hall, guest hall, dining hall, etc., and on the west side, there are Changchun hermitage, Niangniang hall, abbot's room, prison room, treasury and so on.

When the three of them arrived here, it was almost noon, and after deliberation, they wanted to have some fasting here, and then they went on another tour.

The temple is light and less oily, and it is suitable for cleansing the intestines. Lin Fusheng had a greasy meal last night, and he just took the opportunity to clean up.

"Since the disaster in Shaanxi last year, more and more people have been displaced here. If they are displaced in the temple, please ask the abbot to help as much as possible. ”

"Monks should be compassionate and care for all living beings in the world. Zhao Shizhu can worry about the worries of the world and help the poor, and the Buddha will definitely bless the donor. ”

"Then, for the disaster victims, please entrust the abbot master! Later, I will send people to donate sesame oil to your temple. ”

……

Lin Fusheng looked for the sound and saw Zhao Zhongming and Hu Youren talking with a master in a robe.

Well, this Zhao Zhongming is really a gentleman with a conscience.