Ye Qingya was fascinated, and sketched with her hands while reading, figuring out the way of moving the pen.

Xu Chunliang didn't bother her, turned around and saw that the monk Tonghui had already come, Pu Jian and Ge Guangming were shooting the scene over there, planning to take these photos back and then formulate a specific maintenance plan, Ge Guangming originally wanted to retreat, but Pu Jian promised to give him a 20% increase on the original basis, for the sake of money, Ge Guangming decided to give it a try, in fact, this project is not very difficult, the key is too manpower-consuming.

Tonghui greeted: "Two donors, please drink tea in the cave." ”

Ye Qingya was still immersed in the ocean of calligraphy art and couldn't extricate herself, and said softly: "You go first, I'll go over later." ”

Xu Chunliang followed Tonghui into the cave, and Tonghui was busy boiling water to make tea.

Xu Chunliang said: "Master, did it rain heavily two days ago?" ”

Tonghui said: "This mountain is not the same as below, in the past, our Duyun Temple is a treasure of feng shui, I have been here for so many years, flash floods are frequent but every time I go around the Yunyun Temple, this year I don't know why, the rain caused by the first two days of the flash flood rushed down from the east, destroyed several Zen rooms, the entire Manjushri Hall collapsed, the Daxiong Hall also destroyed a corner, if not repaired, there is a danger of collapse. ”

Xu Chun's conscience said that the regulations of this Duyun Temple are not big, and the normal maintenance should not cost much money, but the main problem is that it is located in the deep mountains, and it is inconvenient to transport materials.

Tonghui said: "This is also to blame me, I have neglected to maintain it after all these years of illness, otherwise the loss this time would not be so big." ”

Xu Chunliang said: "I see that you were drying books just now, are there many Buddhist scriptures soaked in water?" ”

Tonghui said: "The waterway is also blocked, otherwise it won't be soaked in water, think about it, it's really ashamed of the master, some scriptures are not a problem to dry, and some need to be copied again." ”

He sent the brewed cup of wild mountain tea to Xu Chunliang, Xu Chunliang took it with both hands, and said with a smile: "Master, how are you doing lately?" ”

Tonghui said: "Thanks to Lord Xu, I have basically recovered now. ”

Xu Chunliang said: "Have you ever gone to the hospital for a review?" ”

Tonghui shook his head and said: "No, if you can't remember the past, just let it go, it's destined in the dark, maybe the Buddha just doesn't want me to think of it." ”

Xu Chunliang said: "Master, would you like me to diagnose your pulse?" ”

Tonghui smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, Tonghui's veins were like strings, and his tongue was red and thin.

Xu Chunliang asked about his recent rest, and although Tonghui regained his senses, he still had less heart palpitations and more restless dreams. Xu Chunliang used acupuncture to help Tonghui return to his senses last time, but it did not eradicate his illness.

According to Mohan, twenty years ago, Master Yuanbei, the presiding officer of Duyun Temple, found Tonghui at the bottom of the cliff, when he was injured in the head, and after Yuanbei saved him, Tonghui stayed in the temple and became a disciple of Yuanbei.

Thong Hye had forgotten everything from that time on, and judging by his pulse and his illness, he should have suffered a brain hemorrhage when he fell off a cliff, which was blocked by trauma.

There is a cloud in the medical scriptures: all incurable diseases are caused by poor blood stasis, Tonghui retrograde amnesia is due to the obstruction of the brain, and madness is also the reason.

The last time Xu Chunliang came to Duyun Temple, he hadn't gotten the full picture of the Heavenly Cultivation Chapter from the dragon bone, and now he had completely mastered the mystery of the meridian marrow, and even the parasite eggs in Ye Lao's brain could be removed one by one, like Tonghui, he was sure to help him dredge the stasis.

Xu Chunliang said: "Master, if you are willing, I can try to help you dredge the meridians and regain your memory." ”

Tonghui shook his head, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the good intentions of Lord Xu, the poor monk is now living a very peaceful and happy life, I believe in Lord Xu's medical skills, but you have cured me, if my memories are happy, if they are all pain, isn't it equivalent to stepping into hell?" ”

Xu Chunliang looked at Tonghui, although this monk has lost his memory, but he has not lost his wisdom, before coming to Duyun Temple to become a monk, he must have a painful memory, he has been used to this kind of life in the past twenty years.

Xu Chunliang said: "Master, don't you want to know that you still have family in this world?" How are they doing? ”

Tonghui said: "I am a monk, the four are empty and the six roots are pure, the Buddha arranged for me to come to Duyun Temple, let me lose my memory, which is equivalent to helping me cut off the dust, this is my creation." ”

Xu Chunliang said again: "Whether you fell off the cliff back then was accidentally stumbled or harmed by people, don't you want to know?" ”

Tonghui said: "No matter if you lose your footing, whether you are harmed by others, I have long since died in the past, and only Tonghui lives in this world, the poor monk is dedicated to the Buddha, and will not be troubled by enmity, not to mention that everything in this world has karma, the Buddha will arrange it, so why bother me." ”

Xu Chunliang sighed and said, "Well, since Master Tonghui has made such a choice, I have nothing to say." ”

Tonghui refilled the tea and said with a smile: "The female benefactor who came with you today seems to be very fond of calligraphy. ”

Xu Chunliang said: "Her name is Ye Qingya, and she is a leading figure of the younger generation in the domestic calligraphy and painting industry. ”

Tonghui repeated softly: "The Chang'e people in the sky don't know it, and it is expected to be as elegant as a pear blossom." ”

At this time, Ye Qingya happened to walk into the cave from the outside, and happened to hear Tonghui's recitation, she was a little surprised: "Master, do you also know this poem?" ”

The poem recited by Tonghui is called "Pear Blossom" is written by the poet Fang Hui of the Yuan Dynasty, this poet is not very famous, so his poems are not widely circulated, Ye Qingya was born at the end of March, it is the season when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, so this poem was quoted when the name was given.

Tong Hui said: "In my spare time, in addition to copying Buddhist scriptures, I also like to sort out the poems of the past dynasties, Fang Hui has made great achievements in poetic theory, he put forward the "mood theory", advocating that poetry should highlight the reality and the sense of the times, pay attention to the unity of "personality" and "poetry", and advocate the combination of "thin and hard" and "clear and natural" style. Oppose the puppet and charming style of the "Xi Kun style". ”

Ye Qingya said: "Fang Hui's poetry is completely different from his way of life, he is a person who has no character, is ridiculed by the world, and is good at poetry. When the Southern Song Dynasty Emperor Lizong ascended, at the beginning of the "Plum Blossom Hundred Songs" to the power of the minister Jia like the road to flatter, and then saw that the road seemed to be defeated, and on the road ten can be cut off, and had to be appointed as the prefect of Yanzhou. The Yuan soldiers are coming, he sings the theory of defending the frontier, and the Yuan soldiers are coming, and they are looking forward to the wind and surrendering, and they have to be the head of Jiande Road, which is simply a chameleon. ”

Tong Hui praised: "The female benefactor has studied the other party very deeply. ”

Ye Qingya said: "I became interested in him because I knew that my name came from his pear blossom poem, and I collected his historical materials and poems, my favorite poem is not this "Pear Blossom" but "Two Songs for Gao Xiangshi""

Tonghui said: "What is the sharp head general in Wu'an, Zhenguan is not blessed with the people." There are many marquis in the world, and the marquis is a murderer. ”

Ye Qingya's beautiful eyes lit up, this master Tonghui is really talented, I can't imagine that this kind of character is hidden in this ancient temple in the deep mountains: "Yes, this is the one." ”

Xu Chunliang didn't have the slightest impression of Fang Hui, when he was alive, this product hadn't been born yet, but judging from what Ye Qingya said, this Fang Hui was a speculative villain who welcomed left and right, it was a little strange, how could this kind of person write such profound verses.

Xu Chunliang said: "This sentence is good, there are many feudal people in the world, and the feudal marquis are murderers, which is simply a portrayal of ancient and modern officialdom." ”

Ye Qingya said: "The person who writes such a poem has no discipline at all. ”

Tong Hui said: "If you look at Fang Hui's life, he is indeed not bright enough, but if you know the other side of him, you will feel that his contradictions are actually reasonable." ”

Ye Qingya said: "Please ask the master for advice." ”

Tonghui said: "I can't talk about pointing, I said something I found in the history books for the two of you to refer to." ”

He took a sip of tea and continued: "Fang Hui is not only a poet, he is also from the Juemen, according to legend, the Juemen is one of the eight gates of the rivers and lakes, the ancestor is a famous strategist Guiguzi, Guiguzi has two famous disciples Su Qin and Zhang Yi, these two people are eloquent, good at combining vertical and horizontal vertical and horizontal techniques, with the development of history, it has evolved into the way of officialdom. ”

Xu Chunliang said: "You mean, this Fang Hui is also a disciple of the Jue Sect?" ”

Tong Hui said: "Yes, Fang Hui decided that when he was dealing with many things, he would use the methods of the Juemen, according to the current saying, it is to use officialdom methods, so the means are naturally not temperary." As the female benefactor said, this person is extremely contradictory in his heart, on the one hand, he follows the crowd and uses the means of the knight to add officials to the knighthood, on the other hand, he yearns for a pure and noble ideological realm, I think his life has been tangled and depressed. ”

Xu Chunliang said: "No matter when the mixed system is mixed, you can't pay attention to discipline. ”

Ye Qingya said: "You can't generalize from one side to the other, most people are still good." ”

Xu Chunliang smiled, anyway, Ye Qingya is not suitable for the system.

Tonghui said: "In the system, you must be able to stretch and bend, to be fair, Fang Hui also hit a wall in reality, and gradually changed, in the third year of Jingding in the Southern Song Dynasty, he tried first, but because of Jia Rudao's suppression, he was demoted to the head of the second department. Fang Hui should have hated Jia Nidao very much from that time, but he could still be flattering on the surface, and wrote "Plum Blossom Hundred Songs" to flatter Jia Nidao, and when Jia Nidao lost power, he immediately fell into the ground, this kind of person, from ancient times to the present officialdom is not uncommon, Juemen pays attention to judging the situation and seeing the wind and rudder. ”

Ye Qingya said: "Anyway, I don't like this person, I later learned the origin of my name, and when I found out who Fang Hui was, I immediately had the idea of changing my name." ”

Xu Chunliang laughed, and Tonghui couldn't help but wonder, Ye Qingya had the idea of changing his name because of the poet's personality, and there didn't seem to be many such things.

Tonghui said: "The word Qingya is not exclusive to Fanghui. ”

Ye Qingya said: "My dad said the same thing, and he also said that my name was helped by his best friend......" Speaking of this, she stopped and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's far away." ”

(End of chapter)