Besides, since the last time the Sixth Patriarch Huineng came to invite the Sixth Patriarch Huineng to enter Beijing, he led his ten disciples to wait in front of the mountain gate of Baolin Temple, and found that the long road in front of the temple was spotless, so he looked at it thoughtfully, but the top priority at that time was to welcome the minister and put this matter aside.

Recently, the six ancestors came to the gate of the temple mountain as soon as they were free, and looked intently at the long road......

It was another afternoon, and the six ancestors came to the road in front of the mountain gate again.

However, the Sixth Patriarch Huineng still did not see the man who swept the way.

He knew that the man must be deliberately avoiding him; He also knew that the man must be hiding somewhere not far away.

So, the Sixth Patriarch slowly said with his "lion's roar" saying: "The road is not the path of the heart, it is important to remove the external dust, the key is to purify oneself, so that the dust on the soul will disappear automatically." The past has passed, and the future has not yet come, so firmly grasp the present. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust? ”

At this time, a bush by Cao Xi shook inexplicably.

The sixth ancestor smiled, and just wanted to turn around and go back to the temple, only to see that at the end of the road, a group of people and horses walked towards here. It is the history of Shaozhou Wei Thorn.

Lord Wei came to convey the edict of Emperor Zhongzong to the Sixth Patriarch Master.

The edict said: "...... The teacher resigned from the old and sick, and cultivated for me, the blessing of the country. If the teacher purifies his name, he will support the disease, expound the Mahayana, spread the Buddha's heart, and talk about the only two methods. Master Xue Jian instructed Rulai to know. I accumulate good and celebrate and plant good roots. The teacher on duty was born, and he had an epiphany, and he was grateful for the grace of the teacher. And enshrined the grinding robe and crystal bowl, the imperial decree Shaozhou Thorn History decoration temple to give the amount of "Faquan Temple", and the former residence of the teacher was given as "Guoen Temple". ”

In the guest hall, Wei Tingshi closed the edict, handed it to the six ancestors, and pointed to the two officials standing beside him holding things, and said, "Master, this is the robe and crystal bowl that the emperor gave you, please take a look." ”

Wei Tingshi lifted the yellow satin covered on the gift plate, the robe was luxurious, and the crystal bowl was crystal clear. Hui Zhan didn't change his childhood curiosity, and squeezed forward and shouted, "Wow, it's so beautiful!" ”

Zhicheng grabbed him: "Be careful! If you destroy the treasures of the imperial court, you will have to cut off your head! ”

Hui Zhan stuck out his tongue and deliberately grimaced. The Sixth Patriarch commanded: "Fahai, put it away." ”

Fahai and Zhicheng took the gift from the imperial court. The Sixth Ancestor made a gesture of invitation and said, "Master Wei, I have worked hard for you to go up the mountain again." Please, please be seated. ”

After Wei Tingshi took his seat, he clasped his hands together and said, "Master, according to the emperor's edict, Lord Guangzhou Tingshi is responsible for rebuilding your hometown into Guoen Temple. Xiaguan was ordered to rebuild Baoling Temple. When do you think it's time to start construction? ”

The Sixth Patriarch said: "Lord Wei, since 30 years ago, the Dharma Protector Chen Yaxian of this temple gave a large area of mountainous land in Caoxi to Baolin Temple, over the years, poor monks and disciples have built 13 monasteries in the wonders of mountains and rivers, collectively known as 'Flower and Fruit Garden'. Although there are thousands of monks in Cao Xi now, there are still places to live. Therefore, there is no need to spend money and money to rebuild the temple. ”

Wei Tingshi said: "Then how can it be done? The emperor's order is hard to disobey! ”

"The imperial court ordered to build a temple, and it must be extremely magnificent, and it will consume countless silver. Unwarrantedly aggravate the burden of the people of this state, and the poor monks can't afford it! ”

Wei Tingshi said: "The master's compassion and love for the people make me grateful and ashamed. However, you don't have to worry, the emperor has already allocated 300,000 taels of treasury silver, and there is no need to use a penny of this state. ”

The Sixth Patriarch said: "The poor monk came from a humble background and came from a poor family, so he developed the habit of living diligently and thriftily. Lord Wei, if you decorate this Baoling Temple to be magnificent and luxurious, the poor monks are afraid that they will not be used to living, sitting restlessly, and unable to sleep. Therefore, you save these hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to help the poor people! Oh, by the way, a few days ago, I heard from pilgrims that there was a great drought in the areas of Lechang and Renhua in Shaobei that had not been encountered in a century, and the crops were dead and the harvest was lost. Save a life, win a seventh-level floating slaughter. You will use the money used to build temples and floating temples as disaster relief funds for the government to help the people in the disaster areas to help them survive the famine year. ”

Wei Tingshi hurriedly stood up and said, "Master, you are making me lose the black yarn hat on my head!" If the special treasury silver allocated by the imperial court is diverted for other purposes, the officials will lose their officials at least and be killed at worst! You spare the officials, lend me a few guts, and I don't dare to embezzle your Buddhist resources. ”

The Sixth Ancestor lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Lord Wei, to put it mildly, building temples and shaping Buddha statues, poor monks are better than you." ”

"Of course. Xia Guan didn't know anything about architecture and sculpture. ”

"So, can you give the treasury money allocated by the imperial court to the poor monks, and the poor monks will preside over the good deed of building the temple?"

Wei Tingshi nodded: "Yes, yes, after the official returns to Shaozhou, he will immediately deliver all the silver to Baolin Temple and hand it over to you." ”

……

This year, the land was dry and there was no moisture in the land. From the beginning of autumn the year before last year to the summer of this year, for three years, God has never rained happily, in the face of a disaster that has not been encountered in a century, what a shocking scene!

In the vast land that has long been thirsty and cracked, the red land is thousands of miles, the grass does not grow, and the rice fields have no harvest.

In the face of a once-in-a-century disaster, how many villages, people get up at 5 o'clock every morning to fetch water, sometimes in order to be able to pick up a little more water, the villagers often quarrel over this, and sometimes fight...... Every time, the villagers dig out the water from the ditch, half a bowl is sand and half a bowl is water, and after drinking it, they will get sick, and in serious cases, their lives will be in danger;

How many ordinary families, my father is in the army, but my mother has to go over the mountains and mountains for the water of the family, and come to the side of the cliff to fetch water. Some of them accidentally fell into the cliff because the bucket was too heavy when they fetched water, leaving behind their young children at home; How many old grandmothers, with bent backs and staggering steps, go alone to a long distance to fetch water, go out every morning and do not return home until dinner time in the afternoon......

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the Sixth Ancestor would never have thought that the drought demons in the land of Lingnan would be so bad!

The sun is blazing in the sky, blazing like fire. Broken rivers, cracked earth, dead seedlings, wilted trees, silent mourners, new graves...... On the long dusty road, the crowd of people who helped the old and the young walked slowly and lifelessly.

The Sixth Patriarch led Fada, Zhicheng, Zhiche, Huizhan and other disciples to rush around the disaster area. When they came to a small town, they saw a dilapidated cross street, with a yellow flag fluttering and the inscription: Baolin Temple soup kitchen.

Fahai, who arrived early, served porridge in a steaming cauldron. Hungry people flocked from all directions, some with broken scoops, some with clay pots, and they were huddled together.