Royal Road - Chapter 51

[Chapter 51]

The chanting lasted for a whole hour before it came to an end. Of course, these nobles would not stay for three days like the common people outside, and they were led to the meditation room by the wise monks early to enjoy fast food.

Liang Feng did not eat with Wang Wen, but was invited to the abbot’s meditation room.

In the humble meditation room, the old monk sat on the futon and nodded slightly to Liang Feng: “Thank you for the generous gift from the benefactor Liang, I am ashamed to be worthy of it.”

Liang Feng smiled: “The boy’s family is poor, so he can only offer these common things. Abbot don’t want to be weird.”

“Why is there any blame?” The old monk raised his eyes slightly, “To save one person, you have to be single-minded. Such merit

is far more than a million dollars.” These words refer not only to Jinyang’s epidemic prevention, but also to Refers to the act of giving just now, both of which came because of Liang Feng, and it is also possible to say that it is a generous gift.

I didn’t expect the old monk to say it so straightforwardly, Liang Feng said: “It’s just to use flowers to offer Buddha, if there is no Wynn Temple to come forward, how can the people praise it. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha. The abbot’s merit is immeasurable.”

Hearing the words “Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha”, the old monk’s eyes showed a slight light.

This is a concept that was only found in later generations, and it is indeed new to hear it now.

With a slight smile, the old monk opened his mouth and said, “I don’t know Shizhu Liang, do you intend to practice in Huai’en Temple?”

Is this inviting him to become a monk?

Liang Feng hurriedly said, “I’m afraid I can’t give up my life because I’m so involved in worldly affairs.

”

“There is still a young son in the family, please forgive me.” Liang Feng still couldn’t agree.

The old monk nodded slowly: “I wonder if the donor has learned other Buddhist teachings?”

“Never.”

The old monk seemed to have been prepared, and held a wooden box from his side: “This temple also has a pedigree of prophecies, including ten volumes of the “Dao Xing Prajna Sutra”, two volumes of the “Panzhou Samadhi Sutra”, and the “Shou Shurangama Sutra”. “The two volumes are all passed down in the same vein as the “Diamond Sutra”. It was specially gifted to the donor Liang, and I only hope that the donor will learn to read.”

Liang Feng was a little surprised that he could get so many scriptures in exchange, but he couldn’t refuse, so he had to accept it with a smile. : “Thank you abbot for giving the scriptures.” The

old monk said slowly: “Beijing Liang has a Buddha affinity, which is Tianhui. However, Tianhui must also be diligent and persevering in order to last a long time. I also hope that the donor will read more Buddhist scriptures and live up to it. A good fortune.”

This is to make him a generation of eminent monks?

Liang Feng only felt a little stunt in his heart. It was okay to take advantage of Buddhism, but to become a spokesman for Buddhism, let’s forget it.

This old monk believed in him like this, and wanted to save him?

However, the old monk’s expression was always indifferent, even with Liang Feng’s sharp eyes, he couldn’t see any clues, so he had no choice but to nod.

After a few more chats, he took the scriptures and got up and left.

When Liang Feng left the meditation room, the Dharma

-chanting standing beside the old monk said, “Master, this donor Liang, doesn’t seem to be interested in Buddhism?”

In fact, the benefactor of Liang did not know much about Buddhism, nor did he have much interest.

Although I don’t understand why the Buddha chose him to dream, this person is definitely not a person from Fang Nei who can cut off the dust.

Why is the master so persevering in giving him scriptures?

The old monk said indifferently, “How many pilgrims have been added to the temple these days?”

He

said, “I’m afraid there are a thousand people.”

“Why did these thousand people come?

”

How many pilgrims will there be if you serve porridge and help the poor?” the old monk continued to ask.

“This…” Nian Fa was suddenly at a loss for words.

Yes, Buddhism was introduced to China from the Han Dynasty. After more than a hundred years, the number of believers is still limited, because the Buddhist teachings are completely different from the Confucianism in the Central Plains.

Whether it is shaving or squatting, or being a monk and cremation, all the people who are deeply influenced by Confucianism are deterred.

The reason why Huai’en Temple was able to build a temple and still have such a scale is only because of the large number of Hu people in Bingzhou, which is convenient.

However, the epidemic prevention has caused thousands of believers in the temple.

Although giving rice and grain is expensive, it is a first-class convenience to buy people’s hearts.

And such acts of kindness will inevitably attract the praise of the wealthy and wealthy families. At that time, the people who donate rice and food will not be limited to the Guo family.

If things go on like this, why worry that Buddhism will not flourish?

Seeing that the recitation finally came to his senses, the old monk nodded slowly: “Master Liang is a person of Buddhist fate, what you want to see is the cause and effect he brought. It’s a sin.”

Nian Fa finally understood.

It doesn’t really matter whether Liang Feng believes in Buddhism or not. It doesn’t matter what he wants to do with the name of “Buddhist Son”.

The most important thing is that what he did did indeed promote the Dharma and let more people become believers. This is the greatest achievement.

Isn’t the wish of the Mahayana to save all sentient beings?

When he came to his senses, he recited the Dharma together and said, “Thank you, Master, for your teachings. The patron saint of Liang is a son of the Buddha, and there

is absolutely no doubt about it !”

Only when this matter is confirmed, can Huai’en Temple continue to treat the poor and influence the family.

Those wealthy women with kind thoughts are easier to win over than scholars of the classics.

Entering the WTO through compassion is probably a lot easier than talking about Xuan Xuan.

The old monk nodded: “That’s right.”

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Holding the wooden box back to the wing, Wang Wen couldn’t help but wonder: “The abbot gave you something?”

“A few volumes of Buddhist scriptures.” Liang Feng handed the box over with a smile.

Wang Wen hurriedly opened it, flipped through it, and sighed softly, “I haven’t read all these scriptures yet. The abbot treats you very seriously!”

It is very important, but Liang Feng always felt that the old monk should know his true thoughts, how could he still pass on his scriptures?

But since I got on the pirate ship, it shouldn’t be a bad thing to read more Buddhist scriptures.

Thinking of this, Liang Feng said with a smile: “Since Zhongzheng has not read it, why not let me transcribe a copy and study it together?”

Wang Wen really likes Buddhism, and he loves the willow handwriting very much, so he couldn’t help but say with joy, “It’s so amazing. Good! After eating the vegetarian meal, we will go home.”

After posing for a day, Liang Feng was also a little tired, so it would be good to go back early.

In a short time, the little novice brought the vegetarian meal. The vegetarian meal in the temple was not as particular as the vegetarian meals of later generations, but it was a real bland meal.

The two just ate a few bites, and after completing the fasting etiquette, they went out together.

At this moment, some of the Gaomen disciples who had eaten the vegetarian meal were preparing to leave.

Walking to the side compartment, the two happened to meet a team.

As if he had spotted them, a round-faced man in a military uniform came over and said respectfully, “Wang Zhongzheng, the Northern Commander would like to ask Liang Langjun to move a little bit.”

Following the servant’s guidance, Wang Zhongzheng said

Wen saw the old man standing under the corridor not far away, smiled and nodded and said: “Zixi, that is Liu Shize, the commander of the northern Xiongnu, with a noble status. Go and listen to his teachings.”

Liang Feng really took a bite shock.

You must know that nowadays the Xiongnu nobles all use the Han surname. Among them, the royal family has all changed their surnames to Liu because of their marriage with the Han Dynasty for several generations.

A lieutenant of the northern Xiongnu who can sit before the King of Jinyang, and his surname is Liu, except for the royal family of Xiongnu.

However, no matter how bad Liang Feng’s history was, he knew that in the disaster of the Five Husbands, one of them was the Xiongnu!

The heart jumped wildly, but at this time, you can’t show your cowardice.

Liang Feng calmed down, followed behind the servant, and walked to the corridor beside him.

I saw an old man standing under the porch with hands and arms, watching the dancing prayer flags in the courtyard.

Although he is old, he has a standard scribe demeanor.

If he does not identify himself, I am afraid no one will find out that he is a Huns.

Seeing Liang Feng approaching, the man slowly turned around, looked Liang Feng up and down with a pair of clear eyes, and said with a warm smile: “I heard about the Buddha’s dream for a long time, but I never thought that Liang Langjun was so handsome.”

Liang Feng slightly He cupped his hands: “The Du Wei has praised me, and the kid is ashamed.”

Liu Xuan smiled: “The old man is also curious, and I really want to ask, what does the dream scene look like?” I

didn’t expect that the Huns came to him. It was asking about the dream, but Liang Feng didn’t reject it, and briefly described the scene of the sermon in Lonely Garden in the dream.

In this era, there are very few people who have been to India. Although Liang Feng’s words are not exhaustive, there is a little bit of exoticism in them, which makes the old man listen with great interest.

When Liang Feng finished speaking, Liu Xuan sighed slowly: “It’s very rare to have such a Buddhist relationship. This time Jinyang’s epidemic prevention, Liang Langjun has made a great contribution.”

“It’s not as good as the doctors and the monks in the temple.” Liang Feng smiled humbly.

The old man groaned when he heard the words: “By the way, I don’t know if Liang Langjun still has the Tibetan scripture paper that Guo’s got this time? The old man loves Buddhism very much, and wants to ask for some scriptures to copy.”

Liang Feng hesitated for a while, then He replied, “I still have some in my hands. I don’t know if a thousand is enough?” “Of course it’s enough.” Liu Xuan smiled, “Fifty shi of millet,

I

will send someone to the Zhongzheng Mansion to thank Liang Langjun for his generosity.”

Thinking of this Hun prince being so eloquent, Liang Feng quickly thanked him.

Liu Xuan glanced at him again and asked, “Where did you study? Who did you learn from?”

Liang Feng said, “I used to study in Fanyang, but I was frail since I was a child and was not good at school.

” Liu Xuan nodded slowly: “You have a good temperament to worship Buddha. But you still have to read books. You can’t

neglect

your studies because of Buddhism.”

Some embarrassed expressions: “Thank you for the pointer.”

Liu Xuan waved his hand: “Where can I talk about guidance. This Jinyang incident surprised me. Being able to prevent and treat typhoid fever is a great virtue. You have a chance and a good heart. You are a good boy, don’t let it go to waste. These.”

After chatting for a while, he let Liang Feng come back.

I didn’t expect people to come back so quickly, Wang Wen said: “Why is Duwei Liu looking for you?”

Liang Feng smiled bitterly: “I just asked for some scripture papers, and let me study well, don’t waste scriptures and history.”

“Haha.” Hearing this, Wang Wen was happy. “He is a disciple of Sun Shuran, a great scholar in Qingzhou. He has learned both “Mao Shi” and “Zuo Zhuan” extremely well, so it is inevitable to remember. But when you are in good health, it is necessary to Re-study, the famous teaching is still the foundation after all.”

Although he believed in Buddhism, Wang Wen’s family education was deep, and the foundation of classics was not weak, how could he not see Liang Feng’s flaws in this.

If you can study poetry and books for a few years, I am afraid that this son’s future is limitless.

Although Liang Feng had a smile on his face, his heart was still unsettled.

If it was said that Wuhu Luanhua was still a distant future for him, then after seeing this Xiongnu royal family, a sense of urgency suddenly came to his mind.

He had never been so clearly aware that this was the end of the Western Jin Dynasty and the beginning of troubled times.

All singing and dancing are just phantoms before the annihilation.

This is Bingzhou, the old nest of the Xiongnu. If the troubled times come, how should we deal with it?

Suppressing the upset in his heart, Liang Feng followed behind Wang Wen and walked outside the temple.

On the other side, the round-faced man asked in a low voice, “King Zuo Xian, Liang Feng is Liang Xi’s heir, will it affect the plan?”

For the Huns in Bingzhou, Liang Xi was able to stop children from crying at night. hate characters.

At that time, as the prefect of Bingzhou, he tossed the five Xiongnu into no human form, and also made the southern Xiongnu completely surrender and surrender to the feet of Cao Wei.

Now that a major event is imminent, and a son of the Liang family suddenly appears, how can it not be shocking?

Liu Xuan smiled: “He is not ambitious.”

Liu Xuan was old and refined, and he just stopped Liang Feng, just wanting to explore the bottom.

If Liang Feng was familiar with the family history, he should have known the old hatred between his ancestors and the Xiongnu.

But the kid didn’t seem to have thought of this at all, his words were humble, and his expression was natural.

The only thing that was shaken was when he heard that he wanted to buy paper.

It is not difficult to guess that he left some paper and planned to sell it.

However, he was so down and out, that Liang Zixi didn’t care about studying, but instead got involved with Buddhism.

But if there is some ambition, it will not be so confused.

In this way, it really looks like a person who converted to Buddhism because of the Buddha’s dream, and has compassion in his heart.

Such a role, not only will not affect major events, but may also help.

Just like Liu Xuan himself, most of the Huns believed in Buddhism. If they could bring the Buddha’s son to their side, wouldn’t it be God’s blessing?

This Liang Feng, not only can’t fight, but also tries to win over him.

It just so happened that he was also a guest of Wang Wen.

Jinyang Wang Clan and Xiongnu Royal Court have always been on good terms, isn’t it God’s will?

With a slight smile, the old man said, “When I go back, I will send fifty stone grains and rice to Liang Zixi, and replace the driver with five handsome horses, and leave them together.”

These things are not as good as a drop in the bucket for him. .

But it was no small favor for that poor gentry.

Depends on whether he appreciates it or not.

“Go to Yecheng again and see when Yuan Hai can come back?” Liu Xuan instructed the man.

The man complied and stepped back quickly.

Liu Xuan let out a long breath and looked at the prayer flag above his head again.

This time the epidemic subsides is really a good omen. I just hope that the important events in the family can be so smooth.