There was still half an hour to get off work, and Zhu Huaijing took out Zhang Tianqi's paper and flipped through it casually. He has already polished the paper, and it is passable. He didn't want to send it to Zhang Tianqi right away, lest people say that he didn't help seriously. Zhang Tianqi is good to him, and he can help him. If he doesn't have a few friends in the officialdom, if he Zhu Huaijing doesn't have Fang Mingyuan, I'm afraid he won't be able to come out now. But what Pei Danian said was always in his heart, and his feelings about Fang Mingyuan became complicated. That time Pi Yong went abroad, Fang Mingyuan invited him to go to Mayor Pi's house for dinner, and said that it would be interesting for the two of them to make up 5,000 yuan each. Who knew that this Fang Mingyuan was "wool out of the pig", and he found Pei Danian to be the wronged leader. He didn't pay for it himself, not to mention, but he also earned 5,000 yuan. God knows how Fang Mingyuan thought of inviting him to go with him at that time? Did Fang Mingyuan not want to take out all the 10,000 yuan he had in hand, and wanted to find someone to get together 10,000 yuan to look better? Now I can't recall the details at that time, will this kid Fang Mingyuan temporarily transfer the package and give the 10,000 yuan as a favor for him? Thinking of this, Zhu Huaijing's mood became bad, and he didn't have the heart to read Zhang Tianqi's paper anymore. He sighed to himself, making friends in officialdom, in the end, you still have to be a little careful.

Zhu Huaijing slowly returned home, and his wife Xiangmei and son Qiqi had returned. Xiangmei is cooking, and her son is playing by himself. He patted his son's face, and went over to lean against the kitchen door to talk to Xiangmei, watching his wife busy. Every time I get home, it's like this scene, and the days are like photocopying. Seeing that Xiangmei had prepared a few more dishes, she asked what day it was. Xiangmei told him that she called Simao to eat tonight. Simao is now doing things with more than 20 people, and he is also very busy, so he hasn't called him over for dinner for a long time. Zhu Huaijing was afraid that he would delay too much time, and he had to go to Jingshan Temple at night, so he said, "I have to hold a ** executive meeting at night." ”

Xiangmei glanced back at him and said, "When will you have a leisure?" Well, anyway, it's my own family, and I haven't made many dishes, so it's fine. ”

Zhu Huaijing asked: "I don't know how Simao is doing, the money must be earned." There are some things I can't say, so you can be your cousin. He is actually walking the rivers and lakes now, and he has to learn to do things. As the saying goes, the river finds money in the river. The money he earns personally is only for personal use, and he can't do it for long. Of course we won't want him, he can do it himself. ”

As he was talking, Simao knocked on the door and came in. Simao wore a navy blue suit and an elegant floral tie. Simao called out to his brother-in-law, sat down, and flicked Erlang's legs. Clasp your hands together and fold your knuckles loudly. Zhu Huaijing secretly thought to himself that these four mao had begun to learn Sven, and there was still a bit of a sour taste. He said politely to Simao, but still went back to the kitchen door, wanting to whisper to Xiangmei about his impression. But he was about to call Xiangmei, but he felt that it was Yuqin who jumped to his throat, and his face was hot with fright. Xiangmei faintly felt something and looked back at him. He smiled vaguely and passed perfunctorily. Xiangmei also smiled and said that it would be fine.

During the meal, Zhu Huaijing asked about the Simao maintenance team. Simao sizzled the wine glass, and said that he would do it, and the people he recruited were all chosen by himself, and everything was up to him. Zhu Huaijing saw that Simao was a little proud, and he didn't like it, so he said, "You still have to be strict with those people." When villagers enter the city, it is easy to get carried away after a long time. This is the head office, so be careful everywhere. Don't go to people's offices, don't be loud everywhere you go. In particular, hands and feet should be clean, petty theft must not happen. ”

"Yes, yes, I always say to them." Simao loosened his tie as he spoke, as if he was hot.

Zhu Huaijing saw that Simao was a little uncomfortable, and he asked with great concern: "What are you busy with in this section?" ”

Simao said: "In the section from the second office building to the fourth office building, it is necessary to dig up and re-pave the cement. There are also three garden behind the office building, and all the old railings will be demolished and replaced with new ones; The path in the middle of the garden should also be rebuilt and replaced with a pebble patchwork, just like the one in Bayi Park. There is a big project in the next step, and the row of walls at the west gate will be completely opened and converted into a façade. ”

"Okay, you can do it." Zhu Huaijing said in a praising tone. He thought that the projects that Simao said, in addition to changing the façade, were all done over and over last year, as if he was worried about money and had no place to spend it. It's okay, the more things you do, the more you earn.

After eating, Zhu Huaijing just started to wash his face, and Fang Mingyuan called and said that the car had arrived downstairs. Zhu Huaijing said that he didn't dare to say no, so he put the phone and went downstairs.

When I went downstairs, I didn't see Mayor Pi's car. He was looking around, and he heard Fang Mingyuan shouting: "Huaijing!" It turned out that Fang Mingyuan was standing in the shadow of a tree not far away, and a Mitsubishi Jeep was parked next to him. Zhu Huaijing went over and looked at the license plate, which was very unfamiliar. Fang Mingyuan obviously saw his thoughts, so he said, "This is Mayor Pi's nephew's own car." Zhu Huaijing understands the mystery.

After getting into the car, Fang Mingyuan said let's go, and the car started. The driver didn't make a sound, just cared. Fang Mingyuan introduced that this was Xiao Tian, and the Xiao Tian driver turned around and smiled at Zhu Huaijing. Zhu Huaijing thought to himself that this young man was so careful, maybe he wasn't Mayor Pi's nephew.

After crossing the Jingshui Bridge, you will reach the north of the city. From here, go in the direction of Jingshan Temple, and the traffic gradually thins out. The city quickly passed away, and slowly entered the open ridges. Zhu Huaijing suddenly found that the rape leaves outside the car window were shining brightly, which was very moving. It turns out that today is the fifteenth day of the second lunar month, the night of the full moon! Thinking so, Zhu Huaijing's eyes seemed to be extraordinarily bright, and he saw the black shadow of Jingshan Mountain from a distance, like a beautiful woodcut in the cold moonlight.

The highway snakes up, and the street lamps on both sides glow orange. Along this road, there is a small stream that flows all year round. The source of the creek is the Buddha Shadow Spring behind Jingshan Temple. Legend has it that in the middle of summer at the end of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the master of the high monk Fayuan broke his shoes, traveled here, saw the clear spring under the mountain cliff gushing silently, converged into a deep pool, and then trickled into a stream, and secretly rejoiced in his heart. Raise your eyes and look around, you can see the rocks, thorns everywhere, ancient trees towering to the sky, and the scenery is excellent. The sky is getting dark, the master of the law can't bear to leave, the mountains and clouds are the curtain, the night moon is the hook, and he sleeps leaning on the stone pillow spring. In the night, I suddenly had a dream, and I saw the place where the spring came out, the white light was shining, like a lotus flower. Master Fayuan was busy clasping his hands together and closing his eyes to chant the Buddha. At this moment, someone suddenly heard chanting loudly in mid-air:

"There is a spring without sound, there is a form without sex, the four major emptiness and suffering, the five yin without self, birth and death mutation, hypocrisy without an owner, the heart is the source of evil, and the form is sin."

When Master Fayuan woke up, he faintly remembered these eight verses, recited them repeatedly, and suddenly became enlightened. So he built a hermitage by the spring and practiced on the spot. Since then, this nameless spring has been called the Buddha Shadow Spring. Later, after more than 1,500 years, the incense of Jingshan Temple flourished, and there were many great monks. It has become a famous temple in the south, and good men and women worship it for many years.

Now the abbot of the temple seems to be called Master Yuanzhen, and I heard that he graduated from a famous Buddhist college, and he is a high monk. Zhu Huaijing can't remember which magazine he had read an article about Master Yuanzhen, and he seemed to be a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.

The car can only drive to the bottom of Jingshan Temple, and then have to climb the 9981st stone steps. Fang Mingyuan asked Xiao Tian to wait here, and then walked up the stairs with Zhu Huaijing.

"I can't imagine that Mayor Pi still has this Yaxing?" Zhu Huaijing asked.

Fang Mingyuan looked at his back carefully, and then smiled: "You can't see it? Mayor Pi believes in this set the most. He comes several times a year, and he must come during the first month. The first month of this year is too busy, so it has been delayed until today. Mayor Pi's wife is in her eighties and lives in her daughter's house. She is an old man who has been ordained, and she has been fasting and reciting Buddha for many years, and she always said that Mayor Pi can have today, and she will help her bless her well in front of the Bodhisattva. In the first month of this year, Mayor Pi did not have time to come to Jingshan Temple, so the old man came in person and asked for leave in front of the Bodhisattva for Mayor Pi. ”

Zhu Huaijing couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and said, "Can you still ask for leave in front of the Bodhisattva?" Fresh. ”

Fang Mingyuan also smiled and said: "Reform and opening up." ”

Zhu Fang stuck out his tongue and smiled at each other.

The stone steps are very steep, and there is no place to rest in the middle, and when they climb to the outside of Jingshan Temple, both of them feel sweaty on their backs. The mountain gate was closed, and the familiar couplet seemed empty and mysterious in the moonlight:

The original dojo of the Eastern Jin Dynasty

The first blessed land in the south

Zhu Huaijing said to stand for a while, his breath was uneven. The two of them stood outside the temple and took a nap. Zhu Huaijing suddenly realized and said: "If I really believe in Buddhism, I will choose a night like today to worship Buddha." Look at this atmosphere, the moon is white and the wind is clear, everything is ethereal, and the mind and body are refreshing. This is called into tranquility and concentration, six pure miles! ”

Fang Mingyuan smiled and didn't speak. The two stood for a while, then went to knock on the door. After knocking for a long time, the door creaked open, and a little monk stuck out his head and asked impatiently, "What are you doing?" ”

Fang Mingyuan said: "We are friends of Master Yuanzhen. My surname is Fang. ”

The little monk glanced at the two of them and said, "You guys wait." ”

The little monk still closed the door. Zhu Huaijing was amused in his heart, feeling that this monk was not the kind he imagined, when he saw the benefactor, he folded his hands, Amitabha, but with vulgar eyebrows and vulgar eyes, and a vulgar tone, that style was no different from the salesman in a state-run store.

It didn't take long to hear someone inside reprimanding the little monk: "You are really, how can you let Director Fang stand outside?" I heard the little monk argue in a low voice. The door opened, and a middle-aged monk in a red robe stretched out his hands to greet him, even saying that he was slacking. Fang Mingyuan introduced: "This is Director Zhu. This is the Master of Yuanzhen. Master Yuanzhen hurriedly bowed his hand and said for a long time, and shook hands tightly with Zhu Huaijing. After the politeness was over, Master Yuanzhen invited the two of them to enter the mountain gate to speak. Fang Mingyuan and Master Yuanzhen walked side by side in front, Zhu Huaijing walked in the middle, and the little monk followed. Master Yuanzhen talked and laughed with Fang Mingyuan, really like old friends. Yuan Zhen turned back and smiled at Zhu Huaijing from time to time, afraid of snubbing him. Zhu Huaijing felt more and more interesting. I thought that this circle was really respectful and polite, but what is the taste of a monk? The monks pay attention to equality and harmony, but this circle is too round.

Jingshan Temple is built by the mountain, enter the mountain gate, face the Tianwang Palace. There is a small pavilion built on the big rock in front of the hall, and the three words of "Buddha Shadow Spring" on the pavilion are fresh and beautiful, and it seems to be a hidden Zen machine. The bubbling spring gushes silently from the bottom of the rock and flows to the outside of the temple through the culvert on the right side of the mountain gate. A group of people passed through the ear gate from the left side of the Tianwang Palace, climbed the stairs, and saw the Daxiong Treasure Hall. In front of the Daxiong Hall is a large ping, with a drum tower on the left and a bell tower on the right. The drum tower and the bell tower have long been in vain, because the bell and drum have been protected as cultural relics, and the people of Jingdu have not heard the morning bell and dusk drum of Jingshan Temple for many years. Climb more than ten stone steps, and go up one more level, which is the Dharma Hall. Along the mountain, followed by the Dharma Pavilion and the Pilu Pavilion. The monk's house is at the foot of the mountain at the back, and under the dim light, you can see that there is the word "**" under the eaves of the corridor, and there is the word "abbot" on the lintel of the big monk's room at the end of the left. Looking back to the right, there is a wall under the eaves of the monk's dormitory, and the door in the wall is like a hole, and the door is closed. There were nuns living there. This Jingshan Temple monks and nuns are in the same temple.

When they arrived at the abbot's door, Master Yuanzhen stood sideways and politely let Zhu Fang and the two go in first. The inside is simple, just a bed, a table, a few chairs, and a few large and small wooden basins. Master Yuanzhen quickly picked up a rag, wiped the chair, and invited Zhu Fang to sit down. The little monk hurriedly took a cup and poured tea. Zhu Huaijing thought humorously, this is what the book often says to let the abbot enter, watch the seat and watch the tea, right?

Master Yuanzhen took Erlang's leg for a moment, and as if he felt that something was wrong, he put it down. He saw that Zhu Fang and the others didn't drink tea, so he said: "Tea is not good, bear with me." Fang Mingyuan said where he was, and picked up the teacup and drank tea. Zhu Huaijing has had a strange feeling since he was a child, it seems that these monks are very dirty, and he is tired of even smelling the smell of cigarettes in the temple. Seeing this situation, I had no choice but to take a sip. But I found that this tea is really good, dark and fragrant, bitter and sweet.

After drinking tea for a while, Fang Mingyuan said: "Master Yuanzhen, Mayor Pi was very busy at the beginning of this year, and he didn't have time to go up the mountain. He plans to come tomorrow, early in the morning. ”

Master Yuanzhen's eyes flashed, his eyebrows were happy, and he said, "Welcome! His old man is so busy that he can't forget to go up the mountain to have a look, this is the blessing of Jingdu monks and laymen! Thank you for your concern! Amitabha! ”

When Master Yuanzhen closed his eyes and closed his palms, Zhu Huaijing found that the little finger of his left hand was gone, and there were only nine fingers, which he thought was interesting. I thought that this abbot could only put his hands together, not with his hands together.

Fang Mingyuan said: "It's still the old rule, Mayor Pi came earlier, you don't let people in first." Wait for Mayor Pi to leave, and then let people in. ”

Master Yuanzhen nodded and said, "Nature, nature, this nature." ”

Fang Mingyuan explained: "You don't need to prepare anything, just boil some boiling water, prepare some good tea, and make a cup of tea to drink." ”

Master Yuanzhen said: "I'm ashamed, the only tea is this tea." ”

Zhu Huaijing said: "I think this tea is very good." ”

When things are said and done, sit idle and speak in the vernacular. Fang Mingyuan asked: "How did you feel last time you went to Japan?" ”

Master Yuanzhen said: "Thank you for the leader's concern, it's very good." Buddhism in Japan is more prosperous than we are. I met with some Japanese monks and exchanged ideas with each other. ”

After hearing these words, Zhu Huaijing guessed that Yuan Zhen had just returned from a visit to Japan. Fang Mingyuan sighed again: "Buddhism is broad and profound, and the mysteries are endless, and we ordinary people don't have enough wisdom!" ”

Yuan Zhen shook his head and said, "Where! Buddhism is mostly misunderstood. Buddha is just a kind of spirit, a kind of state advocated by Buddhism, that is, enlightenment. Everyone can become a Buddha. Buddhas are enlightened beings, and sentient beings are unenlightened Buddhas. Buddhism believes that all things have Buddha nature, and it only depends on whether you have Buddha fate or not, and whether you are willing to become enlightened. In fact, all major religions are common in this regard, for example, Christianity says that 'God is omnipresent', and our Buddhism says that 'the Dharma is boundless' and 'the light of the Buddha shines through'. Buddhism is even in common with Confucianism. Confucianism holds that 'for the sake of benevolence is oneself' and that 'everyone can be Yao Shun', and Buddhism says that 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground' and 'become a Buddha by seeing nature' are the common points. We, the monks, are the special staff who propagate the Dharma, and our duty is to make good connections and benefit all sentient beings. But for thousands of years, most of this path has been detoured, and the monastery has become a place for monks to cultivate their minds and seek Buddhas and immortals. Therefore, since Buddhism was introduced to China, there has not been a single native Buddha, only a few Bodhisattvas. The Buddhas we worship now are all imported. ”

When Yuan Zhen said this, everyone laughed. Zhu Huaijing felt that Yuan Zhen's words were a bit insightful, but this person was too round and popular, and he did not have the wonderful and ethereal atmosphere of a monk. I feel more and more that this circle really looks like an actor who is playing a monk in a movie, and he has never removed his makeup at this time, and his friends in the same crew are wonderful.

Zhu Huaijing smiled slightly and said, "Master Yuanzhen, what you said is very reasonable. Buddhism has to be in the world to have vitality. I think the reason why Christianity is so influential is that it covers all of worldly life. But in Buddhism, Dharma is Dharma, and the secular is secular. I often have a strange thought, and I am afraid that it is disrespectful to the Buddha to say it. I think if, as Buddhism advocates, everyone comes to become a monk and practice, and human beings don't want to die? ”

Yuan Zhen laughed loudly, becoming more and more like a monk, and said, "What Director Zhu said is a reason. But I think we monks have renounced the earthly relationship ourselves, just to have a clean body, so that we can have an image of preaching and preaching in front of the world. Just like your national civil servants, they are diligent and thrifty, and they are strict with themselves. Not allowing state civil servants to run companies to make money does not mean that all ordinary people are not allowed to run companies to make money. The mind of a saint is like a vast ocean, boundless and all-encompassing. But the brain of a mortal is just a pot, a pot of different shapes. If you take a mortal pot to hold the sea of the saint, not to mention that it can't fit it, even if it is half a scoop, it will distort the saint's mind because of the shape of the pot. Legend has it that the Buddha Shakyamuni practiced penance for six years in order to achieve enlightenment, destroying his own body. He had to accept the shepherdess's milk to recuperate. But the later rules and precepts said that men and women should not kiss. ”