Today's Zhenru Temple is very lively.

The magistrate of Jianchang County, the main bookkeeper, the historian brought a large group of servants to catch fast, oh, and two Feng Shui gentlemen with fluttering eyebrows, and arrived at Zhenru Temple with great fanfare.

The main officials of a county should be sent to a county, otherwise they will be all together.

The abbot of Zhenru Temple, Chang Hui, took two elders and a deacon monk to personally go out of the mountain gate to greet such a large-scale official visit, which was calculated to be more than 200 years ago when His Royal Highness King Yan of the Ming Dynasty arrived at Zhenru Temple.

Excited, long face, Chang Hui Zen Master is so happy that he can't see his eyes, from the mountain gate of Zhenru Temple all the way to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, he is busy before and after, inside and outside, for fear that there is a little bit of inconsiderate disturbance of the Yaxing of Jianchang's parents.

Xu Liang looked at it, and couldn't help but feel sad for the old monk, if he knew for a while, this group of people was not actually here to worship the Buddha and offer incense, but to verify that the good Zhenru Temple was transformed into the ancestral hall of a living person, what kind of expression would he have.

In the eyes of Chang Hui Zen Master and others, today's Jianchang officials seem to pay special attention to Zhenru Temple, before and after, left and right, all kinds of people, a group of people under the leadership of Wang Zhixian looked at it, what made Chang Hui Zen Master and others even more puzzled was that the two Feng Shui gentlemen who came with the officials pretended to be, holding a compass in their hands to look more carefully than anyone else, while looking at the mouth and chanting words.

This strange behavior made the accompanying monks of all sizes rare, and made Zen Master Chang Hui feel shocked.

Others don't understand, Chang Hui has been an abbot for many years after all, and he has more knowledge. When a group of people returned to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Chang Hui stepped forward nervously and asked Wang Zhixian with a smile: "Cough, Wang Shi...... Lord Wang, what are these two gentlemen going to do? ”

Wang Zhixian snorted, looked at Chang Hui, and said with a congratulatory look: "Oh, you said the two of them?" Ahem, speaking of which, the official has to congratulate you in advance. Wang Zhixian arched his hand to the sky, and then said: "When the Duke of Wei, Yin Mian Tiguo, the saint is very happy, and he ordered all over the country to choose a treasure of feng shui, and set up a monument for the Duke of Wei to build an ancestral hall to remember the achievements of the Duke of Wei. Just now, the official also took a closer look, your really like a temple location is really good, ha, if the two feng shui gentlemen also feel that feng shui is lucky, hehe, when this Wei Gong Temple is built, you are a great achievement. ”

Wang Zhixian smiled and groaned, but Zen Master Chang Hui was so shocked that his face was colorless. He said helplessly: "Lord Wang, this is really like a temple that is a thousand-year-old temple, and the Buddha is a heavy place, how can it destroy the ancestral hall, this, the Buddha will be to blame for doing this!" ”

Wang Zhixian shook his head and smiled: "What did the master say, Wei Gong is not a masterpiece in the world, and building an ancestral hall for him is a great act of kindness that is allowed by the golden pen of the saint and praised by the court, even if the Buddha and his old man know, he will gladly allow it and applaud it." ”

"This ...... Lord Wang, this is not appropriate, it is really like the incense of the temple has been passed down for thousands of years, can it be broken like this? Lord Wang? Chang Hui heard Wang Zhixian actually say such a crooked reasoning, and his nose was almost crooked, so he endured his anger and turned to seek the truth.

Wang Zhixian threw off his robe and ignored him anymore.

Seeing this, Chang Hui turned to Xu Liang.

"Lord Xu, you are the person who has the most fate with the Buddha, a few days ago the old man also personally unsigned for the adult, Lord Xu, you tell the county master for the old man, how can you build an ancestral hall in the important place of Buddhism?"

Xu Liang was very embarrassed. The old monk is actually a high-ranking monk, and he has inherited the love of others, but now he is going to demolish other people's Zhenru Zen Temple, no matter how I say it, I am a little embarrassed. However, the matter of building an ancestral hall is not something that Xu Liang can control, after thinking about it, Xu Liang stubbornly comforted Zen Master Chang Hui and said: "Don't worry, old Zen master, Shangfeng only has this idea, and whether it will be built here depends on whether the feng shui is compatible or not." ”

As he was talking, Lin and Qin, two famous feng shui masters in Jianchang, finished checking the lot and returned to Wang Zhixian with the compass.

Wang Zhixian asked, "Two masters, what do you say?" ”

The old monk Chang Hui raised his throat and stared at the two gentlemen.

I only heard Mr. Qin stroke his long beard with his hand, shake his head and say: "A few adults, Master Chang Hui, this place is high outside and low inside, surrounded by peaks, a pool of water, straight like the stars and the moon, it is really a rare treasure." ”

The old monk Chang Hui shook his body when he heard this, and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he was supported by the deacon monk on the side.

"Mr. Qin is very right." On the side, Mr. Lin glanced at Xu Liang who was standing, and said: "The place of Zhenru Temple is indeed a treasure of feng shui, but IKEA and Yishu are not suitable for ancestral ......."

When the old monk Chang Hui heard this, his eyes opened suddenly, just like a drowning person who was about to drown, he suddenly grabbed a life-saving aquatic weed, and asked nervously: "Is this true?" ”

Wang Zhixian was also taken aback, and asked urgently: "Mr. Lin, why is this?" ”

Mr. Lin held the compass in his hand, closed his eyes and groaned for a while, opened his eyes and pointed to the peaks of the arch guards around, and said: "Everyone, please see, this is really like the peaks of the Zen temple, it was originally the trend of the stars holding the moon, but, my lord, please see, this peak, a mountain and mountain, endless, will be really like the Zen temple surrounded by water, the small said that the IKEA Yizhai should not be a temple, the reason is here, the general ancestral hall is OK, if it is a living temple, it is absolutely impossible, if the temple is forcibly built, the strong luck is accumulated inside, it is difficult to reach the outside, I am afraid ......"

"How?" After saying this, Wang Zhixian was also up and down in his heart, and asked urgently.

"I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the master of the ancestral hall!" Mr. Lin said word by word.

Wang Zhixian gasped, but Zen Master Chang Hui breathed a sigh of relief, Xu Liang raised his eyebrows, and secretly laughed in his heart that this Mr. Lin would make up nonsense.

Wang Zhixian looked at Mr. Qin and asked, "Mr. thinks so too?" ”

Mr. Qin nodded and said, "Exactly, Mr. Lin agrees with what he said." ”

After hearing this, Wang Zhixian waved his hand with interest, and said, "Since the two gentlemen said so, then forget it, Lord Xu, where is the next candidate location?" ”

Zen Master Chang Hui was shocked again when he heard this, also, is there a next place?

Xu Liang said: "County Zun, the next place is not far from here, but a place called Baihua Valley. ”

When Wang Zhixian heard this, he didn't look at Zen Master Chang Hui anymore, and waved his big hand, "Let's go, let's go there and have a look." ”

A group of officials and officials surrounded Wang Zhixian and went to the so-called Valley of Hundred Flowers. Zen Master Chang Hui watched the crowd walk away, his body shook, and said to the deacon monk on the side: "Help me." ”

The deacon monk hurriedly stepped forward to support Zen Master Chang Hui and said with concern: "Abbot, are you okay?" ”

Chang Hui stroked his forehead, stroked his sweat, and said, "It's scared to death." You leave me alone, you go and follow them closely, listen to the results and report back to me, go quickly. ”

Baihua Valley is also a good place, Wang Zhixian is dancing in this pleasant valley, and his excitement is high. The two feng shui gentlemen pretended to investigate and control again, and reported to Wang Zhixian that it was not suitable to build an ancestral hall. According to Lin and Qin, the place of Zhenru Temple is too full of mountains, and the luck is not smooth, so it is not suitable to build a shrine, but this Hundred Flowers Valley is on both sides of the mountain dwelling, and the front and back are connected, and the luck cannot stay.

When Wang Zhixian heard this, he was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to think. Asked Xu Liang again what else he had to spare, but Xu Liang shook his head and said that the best location is really like the temple and this Hundred Flowers Valley, and the others are too small to see.

When Wang Zhixian heard this, he didn't think about it, and beckoned everyone to go back to Jianchang County all the way.

When the deacon monk learned of the result, he saw that the people of the county government had gone straight down the mountain, so he ran back to Zhenru Temple to report to Zen Master Changhui.

When Zen Master Chang Hui heard this, his eyebrows and eyes blinked, as if he had an understanding.

The deacon monk came out of Chang Hui Zen Master and told several monks who came to inquire about the location of the official government for the construction of the temple of Gong Wei to a few monks, and soon the news spread in the Zhenru Temple.

A beggar sitting on the ground begging in front of the temple gate inquired about a few monks who came in and out, sneered, and didn't even want anything from the guy who asked for food, so he got up and hurried down the mountain.

Three days later, Yang Bangxian, the governor of Jiangxi, and Huang Weizhong, the political envoy of the left side of the government, arrived in Jianchang as scheduled, and Sun Yiping, the prefect of Nankang, personally accompanied them, also arrived in Jianchang.

Yang Futai originally thought of Jianchang and immediately went up the mountain, and implemented the matter of the first site, but Huang Shenzheng said that the big guy was tired of driving and horses, and he still rested in Jianchang for one night, washed the dust, and went up the mountain the next day.

Yang Futai thought about it, and then nodded in agreement.

When Shangguan arrived, Wang Zhixian and Lu Xiancheng were very busy, but Xu Liang didn't have anything to do, and he stayed awkward in the county office, so he returned to Xu's mansion early.

Late at night, the door of Xu's mansion was slammed. The subordinate opened the door and saw it, and hurriedly woke up his master.

Xu Liang and Yi came out to see it, and couldn't help but be startled, hurriedly stepped forward, and exclaimed, "Lord Huang...... Uh, uncle, why are you here? ”

Jiangxi left to participate in politics, from the third rank Huang Weizhong in a brocade robe, standing in the front yard of the Xu Mansion, behind more than a dozen guards arched left and right.

Huang Weizhong raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "If the old man doesn't come, your little life will be in danger!" ”