Chapter 1 Revisiting the Ancient Temple, Reminiscing the Dusty Years (21)

Xie Jingxi said: "Let Uncle Shi bother, Master and you have spent a lot of thought and energy for the affairs of the Xie family, and the apprentice and daughter express their gratitude to you on behalf of the Xie family!" Xie Jingxi pulled his daughter Xie Jiayao to kneel down and saluted the silent monk.

"Xiao Xizi, why be polite, the Xie family is an upright official, and has always maintained the justice of the rivers and lakes, your master and I should fully support the Xie family, and now you have come to the Hanging Temple again, and you are also bringing your daughter here, this is very good, you are revisiting the old place, your daughter is the first time to come back, you take him to the meditation room to have a look, the old man asked the apprentice to go to the guest room to help you prepare a place to rest, eat fasting, you can stay and study!" said the silent monk.

"Thank you so much, in fact, the apprentice also wants to stay in the Hanging Temple for two days, take a good look at the scenery here, and recall the experience of the year, but can you ask the uncle to take the apprentice to worship the master's tomb tower first, but I didn't go to see the teacher's tomb, and the apprentice didn't have the heart to visit!" Xie Jingxi requested.

"Okay! It seems that Xiao Xizi has not changed, he is still a good disciple of my senior brother, you two wait here for a while, I will come when I go, your master's tomb tower is halfway up the mountain to the west, not far from here. The silent monk said.

It didn't take long for the silent monk to come back, he led Xie Jingxi and Xie Jiayao to the Hanging Temple Tallinn, in front of the Silent Tomb Tower, Silent first worshiped his senior brother, he silently recited the scriptures, and then, Xie Jingxi respectfully saluted to his master's tomb, knelt down and chanted the scriptures, carefully performed the sacrifice, and Xie Jiayao followed and bowed.

Xie Jiayao watched his father worship, and she noticed. His father had tears in his eyes, and normally, she rarely saw his father cry, but when he knelt down to worship Master Silence, her father shed tears, which made her feel that her father had a deep affection for Master Silence. It turned out that Xie Jiayao thought that Buddhism was calm and detached, and there should be little emotion, but. This time I went to the Hanging Temple. She found that her uncle and her father were actually very emotional, but they just expressed themselves in different ways.

Silence also has deep feelings for his senior brother. After Xie Jingxi and Xie Jiayao knelt down. He bowed again. Then, reluctantly, he led Xie Jingxi and Xie Jiayao out of the Silent Sky Mage's Tomb Tower and left Tallinn.

The group soon arrived at the dining hall of the Hanging Temple. The meal was ready, and the silent monk said: "Xiao Xizi, you are also hungry, the apprentice has prepared the meal, you can use the meal as you like, if you have the fate to come to the dining hall to eat the meal, it is also an opportunity, take your daughter to taste the food here, the old man will have a fast with the apprentices in another hall next door, you need to perform the fasting ceremony, and the old man will come to you again in a while." ”

Xie Jingxi looked at the fasting meal in front of him, recalling the scene when he entered the Hanging Temple for the first time, he had a very complicated mood, at that time, the uncle who brought him to the temple was gone, and what was the situation after his father was imprisoned, he couldn't know, which made him feel very uncomfortable, and the concern of Master Lonely made him feel a sense of security, he felt that in the Hanging Temple, at least he could be relatively quiet, and he would not be framed by the hostile forces of the Xie family again. The purity of the vegetarian dishes in the hall made him experience a special state of mind, and he felt that fasting was also a unique way of meditation, which could not be experienced in the temple.

Xie Jingxi thought: "I have eaten fasting for nearly ten years, not in vain, it is because I have nearly ten years of temple experience when I was young, I will have such a big harvest, Master handed me the superior martial arts, passed on to me 'Shuangshan Crouching Tiger Flying Dragon Fist', and also taught me Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism or military knowledge, and more importantly, I was in the temple at that time, I was able to reach a considerable level of physical and mental cultivation, which is the biggest gain." ”

The more Xie Jingxi thought about it, he even felt very strangely that he was 'glad' to have suffered setbacks, he thought: "Sometimes, it is not necessarily a bad thing to have setbacks when you are young, my father was suddenly dismissed and imprisoned, although it brought difficulties and disasters to my family, to my uncle, but if I hadn't encountered that accident, I would not have been able to enter the Hanging Temple, nor would I have met the master, let alone be his apprentice and practice the 'Shuangshan Crouching Tiger Flying Dragon Fist', that nearly ten years, I studied various classics in the ancient temple, including Buddha, The famous works of Taoism, Confucianism, soldiers, and other aspects, if I had not entered the ancient temple due to a major setback, I would not have been able to understand the classics at all; and if I had not encountered setbacks, I would not have had the opportunity to eat fasting, recite Buddhist scriptures, and meditate and recuperate for so long, so it is impossible to have attainments in physical and mental cultivation, so what Lao Tzu said, 'Misfortune and blessing dependence' is very reasonable, and I especially want to thank Master and Uncle Shi for teaching me so much!"

After the meal, the silent monk came, and Xie Jiayao said to him: "Uncle Shi, my father took me to the Hanging Temple, and I have troubled you, thank you so much!" Xie Jiayao said respectfully.

"The famous talented girl is really gentle and elegant, humble and polite, as soon as the old man saw you enter the meditation hall, he knew that you were a very good talented woman with knowledge and cultivation, with your Xie family's family style imperceptibly edified, with your father's cultivation and education, you are a smart woman, and the cultivation of knowledge is naturally very good, although at that time your father only praised your talent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in fact, your knowledge should also be very good. The silent monk said.

"Uncle Shi, you said this, let me, a junior girl, have no place to be ashamed, I heard my father say, Master and Uncle Shi are both highly educated monks in civil and military cultivation, in fact, outside the ancient temple, to reach the realm of you and Master Shankong, it is almost impossible, the tranquility of the ancient temple, the pursuit of the realm of Nirvana in Buddhism, should be very conducive to knowledge and martial arts cultivation, the quiet ancient temple is a good place to improve knowledge and constantly promote the advancement of martial arts, I don't know if this view is right?" Xie Jiayao said.

"Yes, you are so young and have never been exposed to Buddhism, so to have such an opinion means that you have some understanding of Buddhism, did your father tell you about Buddhism at home?" said the silent monk.

"Uncle, to be honest, there are very few opportunities to talk about Buddhism at home, and I am busy with miscellaneous things, and I have neither the time nor the atmosphere, nor the state of mind to talk about Buddhism, so I ask Uncle Shi to punish him, but when he talks about other things, he sometimes talks about it naturally, perhaps, the meditation work that the disciple has received in the Hanging Temple for nearly ten years has imperceptibly influenced the disciple's daughter, so that she has a natural understanding of Buddhism. Xie Jingxi said.

"Well, I see, you're praising your daughter again, it turns out that you brought your daughter to see Lao Gao to praise her in front of me, and also so that I can praise her, and your daughter makes you very proud. The silent monk said.

"Uncle Shi, the apprentice definitely doesn't have such thoughts, it's just that the apprentice loves his daughter very much, and it is a natural psychology of being a father to say more nice things for her. Xie Jingxi awkwardly argued.

"Look at your urgency, the old man is just talking and playing, you have returned to the Hanging Temple, and you have become honest and old-fashioned again, Buddhism is honest, but it is also about wisdom, the old man said a few words of laughter, and he also fell in love with you, why are you so flustered?" said the silent monk.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi is so right, my father is really stereotypical at home, Uncle Shi knows my father too well, he is only witty and active when he is with the chivalrous warriors of the rivers and lakes, in officialdom, at home is very stereotypical, giving people the impression of being wooden. Xie Jiayao said.

"Good daughter, don't talk nonsense, how can you attack your father in front of your uncle? What is this like?" Xie Jingxi said.

"Clever and talented girl, very good at picking a good time to be coquettish in front of your father, so let's go, you don't have to be coquettish, your father loves you very much, this time you come to the Hanging Temple, you want to take this opportunity to learn more knowledge and skills, tomorrow, I and your father in my meditation room to have a good talk, I will tell your father what the senior brother explained, you will go to some halls and pavilions of this ancient temple to take a closer look, different halls, pavilions have some Buddhist art treasures, if you carefully ponder these works of art, you will improve your appreciation and create zào qin music, calligraphy, The ability to paint should be helpful, some people say, the Hanging Temple is a treasure house of art, this is a bit of truth, you should explore the 'treasure' in this treasure house of art, that is to say, I will talk to you in the meditation room, you go to the various halls, pavilions to enjoy art freely, easy to roam, is this good?" said the silent monk to Xie Jiayao.

Xie Jiayao said happily: "This is great, the younger generation of little girls like to appreciate the art of art the most, the Hanging Temple includes architectural art, sculpture art, painting art and music art, etc., which cannot be seen elsewhere, it must be a very valuable art treasure house, the younger generation of little girls must listen to the words of the master and uncle, and explore the 'treasure'." ”

At night, the little monk led Xie Jingxi and Xie Jiayao to the guest room, and two very clean and comfortable rooms had been prepared, and Xie Jingxi and Xie Jiayao entered the room to rest respectively.

Xie Jingxi was lying on the bed, it was difficult to sleep, he recalled his experience before and after entering the Hanging Temple, the more he thought about it, the more complicated his mood became.

At that time, Xie Jingxi's father, Xie Renyu, was bluntly admonished, and after he was suddenly imprisoned, the Xie family was like a flying disaster overnight, and the situation of Xie Jingxi's family was completely different; it turned out that the Xie family's mansion was often full of cars and people, and after the accident, few officials cared about it; the close relatives of the Xie family were not implicated, and Xie Jia's immediate relatives were also affected, some were dismissed, some were demoted, and the Xie family's status in the political arena plummeted and was in a position of being bullied.

On the contrary, the hostile forces of the Xie family in the court were extremely rampant; they not only seized the opportunity to exclude and frame the close relatives, friends, and relatives of the Xie family, but also seized the opportunity to persecute and eliminate the former protégés of the Xie family; what was even more odious was that the hostile forces repeatedly sent killers to kill Xie Jingxi, and they wanted to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.

Lying on the bed in the guest hall of the Hanging Temple, Xie Jingxi remembered that before entering the Hanging Temple, he had already been hunted down twice. (To be continued......)