On this morning, in the backyard of Dongchan Temple, Zhang Shaofei was concentrating on sifting the rice. Suddenly, an elegant children's voice came from outside the door:

As a Zen wisdom tree, the heart is like a bright moon mirror.

Always take care of it, and Zen wisdom will shine.

Zhang Shaofei stopped what he was doing, listened, listened, and walked out involuntarily.

Ah, this elegant child's voice originally came from the mouth of the little novice who often followed Faru's side.

Zhang Shaofei stepped forward and said, "Little Elder, although the verse you just recited is very good, you haven't really seen the wisdom of the Buddha yet. ”

The little novice said disdainfully: "You are a rough worker, what do you know!" This verse was written by the Fa Ru Theravada, can it be good? If you don't see the wisdom of the Buddha, how can even the elders take the lead in worshipping? You don't understand bullshit, are you more clever than the second senior brother? ”

After Xiao Shami finished speaking, he glared at Zhang Shaofei angrily.

Zhang Shaofei didn't have the same knowledge as Xiao Shami, and apologized: "I'm sorry, little elder, I didn't know that the second senior brother made the verses. But why do the elders pray this hymn? ”

The little novice said proudly: "It's too polite to say that you don't understand bullshit!" You don't even know what the elders want to pass on the mantle, what can you understand! ”

Zhang Shaofei seemed a little surprised, and asked, "Does the elder really want to teach the mantle?" ”

Xiao Shami raised his head: "Of course! Then, he repeated what Elder Huaqing said that night to Zhang Shaofei - all the people of our Dongchan Temple, whether he has become a monk or a handyman who has not yet been ordained; No matter how high his status in the temple is, it is still very low; You can write down the state of mind that you have realized after many years of practice in Zen verses. If anyone's verses best express the nature of the Buddha's wisdom, the essence of Zen wisdom, and the highest realm, Elder Ben will pass on the secret of Zen wisdom to him, and this mantle and holy relic will also be taught to him. That is, in the future, that person will be a grandmaster.

After Xiao Shami repeated the original words of Elder Huaqing, he looked at Zhang Shaofei proudly, put his hands on his waist, and said again with a very angry look, "This poem was written by the second senior brother. He was inspired by me to write on the south wall. ”

Zhang Shaofei saluted Xiao Sha and said, "Little Elder, where is the second senior brother's words written?" Would you please take me there? I'm also going to worship the second brother's son. ”

Xiao Shami pouted: "I won't take you as a subordinate, I want to go by yourself." ”

Zhang Shaofei pleaded: "Little Elder, I have been in the temple for almost eight months, and I have been working in the backyard, I have not been to the front much, and I don't know the way. Please lead me there. After speaking, Zhang Shaofei saluted again.

Seeing that Zhang Shaofei was very sincere, Xiao Shami said: "If you meet a subordinate who doesn't know anything, I'm unlucky." Let's go, I'll take you. ”

Zhang Shaofei followed behind Xiao Shami and walked towards the south corridor of Dongchan Temple.

Under the south corridor, where the law is inscribed, there are still incense cases, surrounded by many monks and laymen, and some worship on incense here; Some of them were pointing and commenting on the verses on the wall. However, most of them are flattering.

Zhang Shaofei and Xiao Shami squeezed forward and listened to the comments of the monks and laymen on the wall in the crowd.

There was a tall and thin man in the crowd, wearing a brightly colored official uniform, particularly conspicuous, and together with the monks who were all dressed in tile-gray clothes, as if standing out from the crowd, silently reciting the verses on the wall.

One of the pilgrims cried out, "Oh, isn't this the king's farewell?" You are the parent official of our Jiangzhou people, and you also came to incense? ”

In Jiangzhou, in addition to Lord Thorn Shi, he is counted as a king. He said, "I heard that Fa Ru will use this to get the mantle of Elder Huaqing. Although I am an official of the imperial court and a town in the country, I am still a disciple of Buddhism, can I not come to congratulate? ”

Zhang Shaofei came to the incense case, dressed neatly, and knelt on the ground three times reverently. After getting up, he saluted Wang Bei again, and then pointed to the blank powder wall next to the verse, and said, "Lord Zhang, there is also a side in my heart, can you write it on the wall for me?" ”

Wang Beijia looked at Zhang Shaofei, and saw that he was coarse and black, with unkempt hair, and he belonged to a vulgar subordinate in the temple, thinking that he wanted to be lazy, so he said angrily: "You have your own hands and feet, you can write by yourself." It's such a trivial matter as writing a few words, so why bother others?"

Zhang Shaofei said helplessly: "I have no choice!"

Wang Beijia: "What do you mean by this?"

Zhang Shaofei spread his hands and said frankly: "I haven't entered the school and can't read." ”

On this morning, in the backyard of Dongchan Temple, Zhang Shaofei was concentrating on sifting the rice. Suddenly, an elegant children's voice came from outside the door:

As a Zen wisdom tree, the heart is like a bright moon mirror.

Always take care of it, and Zen wisdom will shine.

Zhang Shaofei stopped what he was doing, listened, listened, and walked out involuntarily.

Ah, this elegant child's voice originally came from the mouth of the little novice who often followed Faru's side.

Zhang Shaofei stepped forward and said, "Little Elder, although the verse you just recited is very good, you haven't really seen the wisdom of the Buddha yet. ”

The little novice said disdainfully: "You are a rough worker, what do you know!" This verse was written by the Fa Ru Theravada, can it be good? If you don't see the wisdom of the Buddha, how can even the elders take the lead in worshipping? You don't understand bullshit, are you more clever than the second senior brother? ”

After Xiao Shami finished speaking, he glared at Zhang Shaofei angrily.

Zhang Shaofei did not have the same knowledge as the little novice, and apologized: "I'm sorry, little elder, I didn't know that the verses were written by the second senior brother. But why do the elders pray this hymn? ”

The little novice said proudly: "It's too polite to say that you don't understand bullshit!" You don't even know what the elders want to pass on the mantle, what can you understand! ”

Zhang Shaofei seemed a little surprised, and asked, "Does the elder really want to teach the mantle?" ”

Xiao Shami raised his head: "Of course! Then, he repeated what Elder Huaqing said that night to Zhang Shaofei - all the people of our Dongchan Temple, whether he has become a monk or a handyman who has not yet been ordained; No matter how high his status in the temple is, it is still very low; You can write down the state of mind that you have realized after many years of practice in Zen verses. If anyone's verses best express the nature of the Buddha's wisdom, the essence of Zen wisdom, and the highest realm, Elder Ben will pass on the secret of Zen wisdom to him, and this mantle and holy relic will also be taught to him. That is, in the future, that person will be a grandmaster.

After Xiao Shami repeated the original words of Elder Huaqing, he looked at Zhang Shaofei proudly, put his hands on his waist, and said again with a very angry look, "This poem was written by the second senior brother. He was inspired by me to write on the south wall. ”

Zhang Shaofei saluted Xiao Sha and said, "Little Elder, where is the second senior brother's words written?" Would you please take me there? I'm also going to worship the second brother's son. ”

Xiao Shami pouted: "I won't take you as a subordinate, I want to go by yourself." ”

Zhang Shaofei pleaded: "Little Elder, I have been in the temple for almost eight months, and I have been working in the backyard, I have not been to the front much, and I don't know the way. Please lead me there. After speaking, Zhang Shaofei saluted again.

Seeing that Zhang Shaofei was very sincere, Xiao Shami said: "If you meet a subordinate who doesn't know anything, I'm unlucky." Let's go, I'll take you. ”

Zhang Shaofei followed behind Xiao Shami and walked towards the south corridor of Dongchan Temple.

Under the south corridor, where the law is inscribed, there are still incense cases, surrounded by many monks and laymen, and some worship on incense here; Some of them were pointing and commenting on the verses on the wall. However, most of them are flattering.

Zhang Shaofei and Xiao Shami squeezed forward and listened to the comments of the monks and laymen on the wall in the crowd.

There was a tall and thin man in the crowd, wearing a brightly colored official uniform, particularly conspicuous, and together with the monks who were all dressed in tile-gray clothes, as if standing out from the crowd, silently reciting the verses on the wall.

One of the pilgrims cried out, "Oh, isn't this the king's farewell?" You are the parent official of our Jiangzhou people, and you also came to incense? ”

In Jiangzhou, in addition to Lord Thorn Shi, he is counted as a king. He said, "I heard that Fa Ru will use this to get the mantle of Elder Huaqing. Although I am an official of the imperial court and a town in the country, I am still a disciple of Buddhism, can I not come to congratulate? ”

Zhang Shaofei came to the incense case, and an old voice sounded in his ears like this......

He was busy dressing himself and knelt down three times reverently. After getting up, he saluted Wang Bei again, and then pointed to the blank powder wall next to the verse, and said, "Lord Zhang, there is also a side in my heart, can you write it on the wall for me?" ”

Wang Beijia looked at Zhang Shaofei, and saw that he was coarse and black, with unkempt hair, and he belonged to a vulgar subordinate in the temple, thinking that he wanted to be lazy, so he said angrily: "You have your own hands and feet, you can write by yourself." It's such a trivial matter as writing a few words, so why bother others?"

Zhang Shaofei said helplessly: "I have no choice!"

Wang Beijia: "What do you mean by this?"

Zhang Shaofei spread his hands and said frankly: "I haven't entered the school and can't read." ”

Wang Beijia said contemptuously: "You don't even know a word, can you still be a son?" Today is really a rare thing, and the donkey dung and eggs also want to shine. ”

Feng Gang saw that Zhang Shaofei was going to write a verse, thinking that he didn't know the height of the sky, and said sarcastically: "Before this person entered the Dongchan Temple, I heard that he was a firewood boy at home, and he came here to be a handyman who mainly dried rice. If donkey dung and eggs can shine, what do people want to do with the pearl of the night? Even if you can say a few words, I'm afraid you won't be able to make sense. Zhang Dajugui is a don't drive in Jiangzhou, an official of the imperial court, and he was tarnished by your crooked son for no reason, and his good calligraphy was defiled. ”

"Ah, I see." Wang Beijia let out a sigh of relief, and said, "You are also here to do it?" Qi also, Qi also!"

Zhang Shaofei didn't care about Feng Gang, and said without being arrogant or humble: "Lord Zhang, since you are a layman, you should know that the Buddhist scriptures say that all living beings are equal, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior. A person who wants to realize the supreme path should not despise beginners. A person of low status may have extraordinary wisdom; And people of high status may also be blind to Mount Tai and make mistakes in judgment because of their prejudices. Those who study Buddhism will have immeasurable sins if they despise others. ”

Feng Gang said disdainfully: "This is a subordinate. ”

"The lower people have the upper wisdom, and the upper people have no mind." Zhang Shaofei said confidently.

Wang Beijia was stunned when he heard Zhang Shaofei's extraordinary words, but he still felt strange: "You can't read, how can you make verses?"

Zhang Shaofei pressed his index finger against his heart and replied, "Don't laugh, I did it with this." ”

Wang Beijia: "Do you use your heart to make verses?"

Zhang Shaofei nodded: "Exactly." ”

Wang Beijia was very surprised, looked Zhang Shaofei up and down, and said, "Yo, I'm blind!" You seem ordinary, but you talk extraordinary! Since you are able to argue, you may have truly attained enlightenment. Well, please read it out and I'll write it on the wall for you. ”

Some monks who like to watch the excitement saw Wang Beijia and Zhang Shaofei talking like this, and thought: This time Zhang Shaofei must make a big fool in front of everyone, so he came out and encouraged: "Wang Beijia, since this subordinate wants to make a verse. Write it on the wall for him. ”

"This ......" Zhang Shaofei has not yet spoken, Wang Beijia, who has been in the officialdom for many years and has extensive knowledge, has already felt that Dongchan Temple will soon be involved in a violent wind and thunderstorm, so he put down the brush and inkstone in his hand.

Zhang Shaofei asked anxiously: "Don't drive Wang, don't you write it for me?"

Wang Beijia explained: "Write, write, but not with a brush dipped in ink to write, first use ash to write." ”

Zhang Shaofei thought to himself; As long as you can write out my verses and let them know, that's it.

Wang Beijia said with subtlety: "Okay, you can talk about it." If you have attained the Dharma, you should first transcend me, and don't forget what I said. ”

"Hmm." Zhang Shaofei took a breath and read out the first verse in his heart word by word: "Zen wisdom has no tree." ”