Chapter 13: The Gift of the Scriptures

After taking a sip of tea, the entrance was extremely bitter, but the aftertaste was sweet, Zheng Qingluan said: "First bitter and then sweet, a cup of tea is also Buddha." Super fast and stable update novel, this article is written by ...... The starter"

"If you can swallow the bitterness, just wait for the sweet! Amitabha, son-in-law, please use tea!"

Zheng Qingluan hurriedly got up and saluted, "The girl has been taught!"

Wuchen hurriedly supported Zheng Qingluan, "The son-in-law has a good understanding! He motioned for Zheng Qingluan to take a seat, "I don't know what the son-in-law is visiting?"

Zheng Qingluan took out a small package wrapped in linen cloth from his body and unfolded it, "Master, please take a look." ”

It is a roll of yellowish sheepskin, more than 20 centimeters wide and half a meter long, as if because of the age, the hair has fallen off, only the skin remains, with an old yellow, densely written in Sanskrit, most of which are clearly legible, only a few fonts to be carefully identified.

The corners of Zheng Sanlang's mouth twitched, this is not what the little sister secretly did by dismantling her father's sheepskin knee pads.

"I heard that the master is proficient in Sanskrit, so I came to ask for advice. Zheng Qingluan pretended not to see Wuchen's excited face.

"These are scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, scriptures that have long been lost. "Wuchen can't hide his excitement," he dared to ask where the son-in-law got it from. ”

"It turned out to be a Buddhist scripture. Zheng Qingluan said: "From a hole in the mountain." In the cave, the bones of a person are incomplete, and the clothes have turned to dust, and it is impossible to distinguish identity, gender, and age. Because she couldn't bear to expose the corpse in the wilderness, the little girl and her brother buried it, and there was this roll of sheepskin in the wooden box under the bones.

"Son-in-law doesn't have to be too persistent! It is already the merit of the son-in-law that this volume of scriptures can see the light of day again!" Wuchen caressed the scroll with his hand, "The old man has a reluctant request, and he hopes that the son-in-law will agree." ”

"Master, it's okay to speak!" Zheng Qingluan smiled and said sincerely.

"The old man wants to borrow this volume of scriptures, refer to it carefully, I don't know if it's possible?" Wuchen is a little embarrassed and embarrassed, this scripture is of great significance, it is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, it is difficult for ordinary people to take a look, let alone borrow it when they open their mouths.

"What should I do? What should I borrow or not? This was originally a Buddhist thing, but now it is returned to its original owner. Zheng Qingluan smiled heartily, not caring, "I'm a person in Vanity Fair, so I don't have to blaspheme the Buddha." ”

"No, no!" Wuchen heard that Zheng Qingluan wanted to give it away, and hurriedly refused, "I'm afraid that the son-in-law doesn't know the value of this scripture, and it deserves to be priceless, how can the old man keep it for himself!"

Zheng Qingluan felt in his heart, no one knows the value of this volume of scriptures better than himself, the scriptures on the unearthed cultural relics, relying on these scriptures, learned the ancient Sanskrit. The scriptures are true, and the sheepskin is worn, so it is not a deception.

"It is an ownerless thing, and the little girl holding it is also a pearl secretly cast! The master can carry forward the Dharma on the scriptures, which is also the merit of the little girl. After a pause, he said with a smile: "Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and the little girl is asking the master for something, and she has also settled this cause and effect." ”

As he spoke, he took out a folded paper roll from his bosom, "Master, please take a look." ”

Wuchen took it and unfolded it, it was two statues of Guanyin, one sitting on the lotus, with a smiling face, crooked eyes, one hand holding a jade bottle, the other holding a willow branch, as if sprinkling rain and dew. One stands on a rosette, overlooking all beings. Although the painting skills are good, there is nothing strange about it, and I can't help but look at Zheng Qingluan in confusion.

"The master can go to the dark room and take a second look. Zheng Qingluan smiled slightly.

Seeing Zheng Qingluan say this, Wuchen must have something outstanding about this painting, nodded and entered the inner room.

San Lang gave Zheng Qingluan a look and asked what was wrong. Zheng Qingluan gave her a slightly calm look, and continued to drink bitter tea without arrogance or impatience, pretending to enjoy it very much.

Let's say that the dust-free monk walked into the inner room, opened the door of the secret room, walked in, the two paintings emitted a bright white light, and then looked closely, the eyes of Guanyin, who was originally sitting on the lotus, were closed, and his hands were folded on his chest, and the jade bottle and willow branches had long been gone. And the other standing Guanyin is now sitting on the seat, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and the treasure is solemn.

What a miracle!

Wuchen turned out, looked at the two paintings, and changed to the original appearance again.

Out of the inner room, I saw Zheng Qingluan drinking tea leisurely, and hurriedly stepped forward: "The son-in-law is talented, her skills are amazing, and she has never seen it!"

Zheng Qingluan smiled bitterly, "This is what the little girl wants to ask for." Please help the little girl sell this painting. His face showed a little embarrassment, "My father is frail, and my brothers are underage. It's hard to get started!"

Wuchen knew in his heart that the things about Zheng Qingluan in the past two days had been rumored, and she also knew that her father couldn't do the work, he made a living by copying books, and he had many brothers and sisters. sighed that she encountered ups and downs at a young age, and had to run for a living. In such a situation, I would rather sell paintings than keep the treasure for myself, and my moral character is even more valuable, so I have an idea in my heart.

"This little thing is a little thing that the poor monk is happy with. Coincidentally, a few days ago, there were still a few donors who asked the old man to find a suitable statue of Guanyin, leaving two thousand taels of silver, but it happened that the son and son of the son came today. It's just that two thousand taels of silver is less in the end, and the old man is embarrassed to open his mouth. took advantage of the son-in-law again. ”

Zheng Qingluan secretly praised in his heart, he was really good at talking! Hurriedly said gratefully: "It's already a lot! How much is more? How much is less? You can't be too greedy, be content and happy!"

Zheng Qingluan carried a stack of silver tickets, pulled San Lang, who was on the same hand and foot, and quickly walked through the county, not daring to stay, and going home directly.

Half an hour later, I returned home. It's not yet lunchtime.

Qian and Zheng Qingju sat on the kang doing needlework, Zheng Laosan was copying books, Wulang was reading, and Xiaoba was practicing calligraphy on the sand table.

Zheng Qingluan entered the house and immediately took off his shoes and went to the kang. Saburo then came in, closed the door tightly, and even leaned on top of the door with the stool. As soon as everyone looked at the expressions of the two, they knew that there was a big gain, and they all put down the guys at hand. I saw Zheng Qingluan take out a stack of papers from his arms and put it on the kang table, "Two thousand taels of silver tickets, put it away!" After speaking, he pushed it in front of Qian.

"How much, how much?" Qian looked at what was in front of him.

"Two thousand taels!" Zheng Qingluan was not excited, it was fake, and she didn't expect to be able to exchange so much money.

Zheng Laosan trembled his hands and looked at it carefully, it was all true, a full two thousand taels.

"Did you two grab the ticket number?" Zheng Qingju was a little silly excited.

The family's excitement was interrupted by the stunned questioning, and they calmed down a little.

"Can I do that kind of untechnical thing?" Zheng Qingluan rolled his eyes. My heart is relaxed, use this money to buy some industries, and I don't have to run around for my stomach anymore.

"Who are you going to pit again?" Gorou asked in a good mood.

"This time it's technical work, it's really no trick!" Zheng Qingluan hurriedly explained, afraid that his family would not feel at ease with it. She took out the painting from her arms and gently unfolded it, "I only sold two Guanyin statues, and I didn't dare to sell them again." More is worthless. Keep it and give it away. ”

The painting is a thatched house, an osmanthus tree in front of the house, and two chickens under the tree leisurely pecking, a very simple painting.

"It's a good painting, but it's not worth the price. Gorou asked everyone's thoughts.

Zheng Qingluan turned around and took off the protective sheet on the kang and put it on everyone's head to cover the light, "Look at it now!"

"Oh my God!

"The moon is out, it's still the moon!"

"The chickens under the tree slept in the trees. ”

"Two rats came out of the corner. ”

Zheng Qingluan lifted the sheet, and the picture was still a thatched house, an osmanthus tree, and two chickens under the tree.

"Got it?" Zheng Qingluan smiled, "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

The Qian family didn't care about the silver tickets, and hurriedly wanted to collect the paintings, "Quickly put them away!

"Mother, what kind of heirloom? That was drawn by your daughter. Zheng Qingluan didn't care.

"Who did you learn this from?" Zheng Laosan was shocked and puzzled.

"I figured it out for myself. "Zheng Qingluan's face does not change color," that is, according to the angle of light, the corresponding ratio of pigments is adjusted, just do it. I really can only understand it, but I can't say it. ”

"Genius!" Gorou looked at the painting again, "If you don't accept it, you can't do it! The paintings I learned with my little sister were all taught by my father." I can't really see the doorway inside!"

"The master led the way in, and the cultivation depends on the individual. That couldn't be more true!" Saburo sighed.

"Hurry up and put it away, don't look at it!" Zheng Qingju thought about a thousand taels of paintings, how could he put them outside every day, "Don't say it, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble!"

Everyone knows in their hearts, even Hachi understands the stakes and will never talk too much.

Zheng Qingluan accepted the painting, Qian went to hide the money, and she is now floating when she walks.

"I went to buy the house in the afternoon, and it was time to start construction after the snow had cleared. Qian discussed with Zheng Laosan, "I have to order bricks and tiles tomorrow, and I will be a piece with his fourth uncle's family, and it is estimated that it will be much cheaper." ”

"Once the size is set, you have to make the furniture in advance. I'm afraid that our family can't do it. Zheng Laosan looked at the unseemly tables, chairs and benches that had been repaired a long time ago.

"It doesn't need to be good! Durable and successful! I still want to buy more land, and I don't panic when I have land!" "When the Qian family agreed to the Zheng family's marriage, they didn't value the family's 100 acres of fertile land and didn't worry about starvation.

"This is natural. Zheng Laosan nodded in agreement, "This has to be done quietly and slowly! ”

"Dad, don't do the work of copying books. Saburo furrowed his brow.

That's what I mean. The family is busy in a blink of an eye, and there is not so much effort. In addition, if you want to add some industries, you must be taken care of. If you want to do scientific research, you must always put more effort into serious articles. Zheng Laosan smiled, "I can't tell the difference between the importance of this and your father! I'll go back and say it." ”