Chapter 17: Up and Down the Mountain
If a restaurant wants to have a prosperous business, it must not only have thoughtful business and authentic food, but more importantly, it must also have some entertainment programs that can retain tourists.
Coincidentally, Shen Jin'an's restaurant has two unique skills, the first is vegetarian beef, and the second is clever tongue.
Clever tongue is not a dish, but an artist around the temple, this person is more than half a hundred years old, a white beard fluttering on the chest, this person has been lifted, is also a famous local Confucian student, and then resigned and returned to his hometown because of the darkness of officialdom, and then resigned and returned to his hometown, in those who closed the door to thank the guests, and regarded themselves as high readers, this clever tongue began to talk about the book, whether it is a demon or a child and daughter love do not care, slowly in the local area is also a little famous, although often suffered from the ridicule of some readers, but also can not stand the love of the people.
With a cheer, Shen Jin'an and his party, who had just eaten the food, followed the sound and looked.
An old man trembled and walked up to the high table and said: "The four masters and apprentices go to the West Heaven, the demons are difficult to entangle on the road, you have your wishful stick, and I have my whip." β
The easy-to-understand set poem makes the already quiet tavern even more silent.
Xiao Wuzi, who had never seen anything in the world, asked softly, "Childe, what does this mean?" β
Shen Jinan took a sip of tea and said: "Mr. Storyteller always says two sentences of poems before opening the book, some are about the story to be told, and some are the minor tunes that arouse the curiosity of the audience, I estimate that the book to be talked about this year should be "Journey to the West" among the four famous novels." β
It is also a little different from the people who read the book that after the reform and coup d'Γ©tat of the Huayang Dynasty, a lot of good and bad cultures have been integrated together, the most famous of which is the word novel, most of them are to record some demons and monsters, or the story of heroes and heroes, and the four famous novels are the most outstanding, and they are also the most popular among all the people, and this place is located in Yuzhou There are many temples, so "Journey to the West" has become the favorite book for local tourists.
Qiao Tongue said in his tactful and high-pitched voice: "Today I want to talk about the story of our Sanzang Master going west, please prick up your ears and listen carefully. β
As soon as the startled wood knocked, all the voices were quiet, and the little five sons on the side widened their eyes, as if they were reluctant to let go of a word.
Qiao's tongue cleared, his lips opened slightly, and the slow motion seemed to whet everyone's appetite.
"As mentioned above, Master Sanzang traveled west to his daughter's country, Sanzang's selfishness rose slightly, and the stone monkey beat the mandarin duck, whether it was the love of men and women or the world, which made Master Sanzang feel ashamed." Qiao tongue said word by word: "When the two were separated, they looked at each other and looked at each other without words, at this time, the wind and sand blew people's eyes, and the two were speechless and tearful, at this time, the sky was clear and cloudy, as if the sky and the earth were also pitiful." At this time, everyone wants to talk and rest, at this time, the unintentional sword beats his chest, although the monkey king is a stone, but at this moment he can't distinguish the bitter and sour. It's a pity that I want to go to the west, but I pity that I am a golden cicada, and I can only sigh that it is difficult to pass through this on the way to the west, but I need to spread the Dharma to the world, and I seem to want to fade away from the red dust of the robe. Long and short sighs are really evil, earthly love is fateless, who told him to go this way, who told him to be born of course, hate, hate, sigh, sigh, if it is so ten thousand words, they can't resist two words, no fate. Sanzang raised his hand and waved the horsewhip, I don't know whether to point to the blue sky or run to the west sky, the young man is pitiful and has no choice after all. The infatuated king's heart has long been chaotic, but there is nothing in his eyes but tears in his eyes, when will you return, and I will retire to the mountains, the two don't know, here a farewell, the same life of Lian Li Tian is on one side, the stick of the mandarin duck is not seen in this life, the suffering of life is chaos, I can't ask for it, I am obsessed with my thoughts, fate is also in vain, I must say goodbye to you for a thousand miles, the white dragon horse under the crotch of Sanzang, a long roar, the tiger is on the dragon plate. Sanzang looked back and shook his head lightly and waved his whip slowly, the horse's hooves rose and disappeared, and the master and apprentice were running to Lingshan again. β
As soon as Qiao's tongue spoke, the hall was speechless, Qiao's tongue was raised and fell heavily, and the cheers in the crowd were like mountains and tsunamis.
Shen Jin'an took out a silver ingot from his arms and put it into Xiao Er's tray, and Xiao Er nodded slightly to express his gratitude for this.
The clever tongue that received the silver two thanked Shen Jin'an in the direction, Shen Jin'an just nodded in response, but when Shen Jin'an looked back at Xiao Wuzi again, he found that Xiao Wuzi's tears had long been unstoppable.
"Well." Shen Jin'an said.
Xiao Wuzi said emotionally: "Childe, don't you hear, that mage named Sanzang is unwilling to go to the West Heaven, why can't the two of them be together?" β
"Who said that? If you want them to be together, they can be together, and the book is just an expression of a person's heart, not a fixed ending. Shen Jinan comforted.
Xiao Wuzi, who learned that there was still a possibility of reversal of the story, immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand and said, "Childe, they will definitely be together, right." β
Just when Shen Jin'an was listening to the book, Xi Xia, who was selling flowers just now, came to a temple, and after uncovering the cloth strips on the flower basket, a basket of snow-white steamed buns came into view, and the fragrance of wheat spread out with the wind.
It is said that the poor can't hook their relatives with ten steel hooks on the cross streets, and the rich and noble can't beat away the unrighteous guests and friends with knives, guns and sticks in the deep mountains and old forests. Rich people would rather spend money to buy wealth than exchange their hearts for peace.
Some pilgrims wore mink and silk to go to the temple, but the orphans who had no father or mother could only pick up a little leftovers to barely make ends meet.
"Eat slowly, don't choke, have you all washed your hands?" Xi Xia asked with concern while stuffing steamed buns for the children.
Although there are many children, the formation is not chaotic at all, everyone consciously took one, slowly divided the steamed bun into several pieces with their hands, and slowly introduced it into the belly with the mountain spring water.
"Isn't it true that the food in the temple is free of money? Why don't you take them up the hill to eat? Shen Jin'an's gentle voice reached Xi Xia's ears.
Xi Xia couldn't help it, Shen Jin'an hurriedly got up and explained: "These children are orphans without a father or mother, I once took them up the mountain, but..."
"It's just that they are naughty by nature and don't know how to restrain themselves, so they were kicked out by some people, right?" Shen Jin'an's words pierced the idea that Xi Xia didn't dare to speak easily in his heart.
There are hundreds of people, all kinds of people.
As long as there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The rule in the rivers and lakes is that you fight for me, although the place of Buddhism is relatively peaceful, it is not denied that there are always one or two villains with bad hearts.
Xi Xia touched a little girl's face with her hand and said, "Actually, they are all some very good children. β
Shen Jinan suddenly squinted his eyes and looked carefully at a young monk who was slowly coming down from the mountain, the monk was not very old, similar to Xixia's age, but the robe on his body was red as a whole, and there were gold threads embroidered on it. There are many sects of Buddhism, but many rules are fixed, the monks and nuns who have just started are generally blue cloth, and the slightly older ones can wear yellow monks' robes, and this red robe is generally only worn by senior monks who preside over or spread the Dharma.
The young monk's footsteps were so light that even the ants on the steps did not dare to step rashly, and when the children saw the young monk, they immediately surrounded him.
Xi Xia looked happy, smiled slightly, and called softly: "Senior Brother Daoxin." β
The young monk bent down and reached out to grasp the hand of a child, and said something in his mouth.
Shen Jin'an had heard that this was supposed to be a Buddhist scripture for the child, and the children next to him were learning from the young monk in a similar manner, bowing their heads and clasping their palms together and slowly chanting lightly.
Shen Jin'an saw all this in his eyes, and naturally felt some emotion in his heart.
There are very few monks who have this Dharma at such a young age, such as Zen people, not in the temple
The door is tall and the statue is magnificent, but it lies in what the heart thinks and what moves in the hand.
Shen Jin'an left silently, and when he left, he glanced at the young monk on the hillside.
As soon as he returned to the carriage, Shen Jin'an saw Lu Jiangnan with an unhappy look on his face and said softly: "What? Could it be that you have also seen through the red dust and are now ready to become a monk? Lu Jiangnan snorted coldly and said: "You left halfway through the meal just now, you didn't settle the final account, you owe me half a penny, remember to pay me back." β
Shen Jin'an, who was still thinking of expressing his profound thoughts, broke the gong in a second, nodded and said, "Aren't you a heroine?" Accounting. β
"Childe, where are we going now?" Xiao Wuzi asked inappropriately.
Shen Jin'an, who was about to continue to set off, suddenly felt in a good mood when he saw the young monk, got up and said with a smile: "Little Wuzi, you first take our Lu Nuxia to find a place to go around, and I will go to meet an old acquaintance." β
"What an old acquaintance, it's just some fox friends and dog friends." Lu Jiangnan continued to dismantle the stage and said.
Shen Jin'an naturally didn't pay attention to Lu Jiangnan's complaints, but just stood in place, waiting for Xiao Wuzi to drive the carriage and slowly leave, and then continued to move towards the small temple.
That young monk is not simple, if he is really a high monk, he may be able to relieve some of his doubts.
When Shen Jin'an went up the mountain for the second time, those children had already dispersed, leaving only the young monk and Xixia behind.
Xi Xia said softly: "Senior Brother Daoxin, how did you have time to come down the mountain today. β
The Taoist monk has red lips and white teeth, and his appearance is dignified, but he exudes the demeanor of a Taoist monk from the inside out: "The master sent me to look for you, and you haven't been up the mountain for three days." β