The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 217 Bright Fist Breaks the Obsession Demon
Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life.

Looking at the awakened Fa Hai, Zhang Heng asked, "What did you dream about?"

Fa Hai replied truthfully: "Women!"

Zhang Heng asked again: "What did you realize?"

Fahai remained silent.

Friendship, love, compassion, lust.

What exactly does he have for girls?
Can't figure it out, don't know what to do, Fa Hai looks confused.

Seeing the expression on his face, Zhang Heng said for the third time: "What did you get?"

"What did you get?"

The confusion on Fahai's face became even stronger.

Yeah, got what.

After the sound of greed and joy, not only was his heart not filled, but it became more and more empty.

He seems to have got something, but also seems to get nothing.

"Dream."

Zhang Heng performed the dream technique again.

In this life, Fa Hai was no longer a monk, but was born into a family of officials.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. When he was three years old, his father who was an official abroad died of illness, and the pillars of the family collapsed.

When I was seven years old, my mother had an occasional cold and couldn't afford it.

Before leaving, he took out all his family savings and asked Fahai to be a matchmaker.

That was the daughter of the butcher at the head of the village, nine years older than Fahai, and sixteen this year.

Pig butcher was a lowly profession in ancient times. Although he did not have to worry about food and clothing, his status was not high and he was often despised by his neighbors.

Take Fan Jinzhongju as an example. When Hu Tuhu's daughter married Fan Jin, she was over 30 years old.

The 30-year-old Huanghua girl was definitely an old leftover fighter in ancient times.

Does Hu Tuhu not want his daughter to marry?

Of course not, because no good family is willing to marry her. When the mediator comes to the door, the man is either squinting or crippled.

The same is true for Liaozhai World.

The daughter of a pig butcher usually cannot marry a good family.

Although Fa Hai's family was defeated, they still had a Qipin county magistrate anyway, and Zhu Jiang was quite satisfied with this marriage.

Do obeisance, get married, everything is kept simple.

The daughter-in-law came in, drank two sips of tea, said hello three times, and Fahai's old mother left.

Happy today, mourning tomorrow.

Yun Niang, who was new to the school, said she was Fa Hai's wife, but Fa Hai was only seven years old, and she was sixteen, so she was about the same as my little mother.

As spring goes and autumn comes, Fahai grows up day by day.

Yunniang is a good housekeeper. On weekdays, she helps people wash clothes and do chores. In addition, her father who is a butcher helps out once or twice, so she has three meals a day.

In a blink of an eye, Fa Hai was 12 years old.

This year, Yunniang is 21, because of her frequent work and exposure to the wind and sun, she looks no different from a 30-year-old woman.

In private, people of the same age are called Fa Hai's little husband.

Because the gossiping women in the village teased Yunniang all day: "Yunniang, where is your little husband?"

Over time, the little husband became Fa Hai's exclusive title.

Another two years.

Fa Hai is 14 years old and Yun Niang is 23.

Over the years, the family had saved some money, so Yunniang wanted to let Fahai go to school to revive the family.

Unexpectedly, Fa Hai has a very high level of comprehension and reads books very well.

Only three years later, he was selected as a scholar, and four years later, he was selected as a juren. However, at the age of 21, he became a well-known talent.

At this time, Yunniang was already 30 years old, and looked as if she was 40 years old.

In the past, when friends from classmates came to visit, Fahai never introduced Yunniang to friends.

He had had enough of the word "little husband" and only said that he was a distant relative who was staying at home.

Yunniang saw it in her eyes and kept smiling, and since then she seldom went out.

Next, Fahai, who became Juren, fully enjoyed the privileges of feudal society.

Many people come to flatter him every day, some donate land, some donate shops, and those country gentlemen from ten miles and eight villages know that even if a 21-year-old Juren fails the Jinshi examination in the future, just filling in the vacancy, he will at least be a good man in the future. The county magistrate is willing to make friends with him.

After all, Fahai is young and can afford to wait.

If one year is not good enough, it will be two years, and if two years is not good enough, it will be three years. Where there is an official vacancy, it is easy to fill it.

What's more, the 21-year-old Juren, who dares to say that he will not be able to win the Jinshi in the future.

So all of a sudden, Fahai's family changed every three days, with property, shop, and house, and even some dilapidated households, and the couple came to serve as servants in order to protect them.

Yunniang saw everything in her eyes.

In just a few days, Fa Hai earned money that she hadn't earned in more than ten years of housework.

There are also shops queuing up to invite him to write inscriptions, and there is no need to ask for the retouching fee, which starts at 100 taels directly, threatening to be blessed by being a star of Wenqu.

Is this a good thing?
It should be, there are fish and meat at home, and there are even servants to order.

But Yun Niang couldn't laugh. She married Fa Hai at the age of 16, and she has been a wanted role all these years.

Now, Fahai doesn't need her anymore. Her young husband is Wenquxing, a 21-year-old Juren, and she herself is a 30-year-old butcher's daughter who has never seen the world and doesn't know a lot of characters. people.

"That's what I heard, where love comes from hate, Hu Han has no way back, loses, cries, satisfies, and is cruel."

Yunniang lived in a simple place and made offerings to the Bodhisattva in her room.

She has never read a book, nor can she understand Buddhist scriptures. She even reads the word HUM in Om, Ma, Ni, Ba, Mi, and Hum as cattle.

But she read it very seriously, because she wanted to pray for Fa Hai.

Although Fahai did not admit it, in Yunniang's heart, she would always be the wife he married in eight sedan chairs.

26 that year.

Fahai went to Beijing to rush for the exam, and he was No. 2 in the high school palace exam, and he was ranked second.

This year, Yunniang was 35 years old. Because she had been helping people starch and wash clothes when she was a girl, she suffered from severe rheumatism, and her back was not straight.

In the same year, Fahai went to the Qionglin Banquet and beat Ma Yujie in the middle of the night.

In the second year, he returned to his hometown with honor and returned home on leave.

When I got home, there was no answer when I knocked on the door, and weeds grew in the yard.

Fa Hai looked bewildered, and called his neighbors to ask questions.

After asking, I found out that Yunniang contracted the plague the second month after I went to Beijing to rush for the exam.

In order not to delay his imperial examination, everyone was not allowed to inform him, but he was struggling at home.

Two months later, Yunniang still couldn't survive and died of illness.

The funeral was handled by my natal uncle, and he was buried in the woods in the east of the village, the one without the tombstone.

Hear these words.

Fahai hurried to the forest in the east of the village.

In sight, a new grave without a tombstone is standing at the feet of his parents.

According to funeral customs, the graves of children are at the feet of their parents, which means that they have fulfilled their filial piety.

The wordless tombstone means that Yunniang doesn't know what's going on with her.

It is said that she is Fa Hai's wife, but the two have never been husband and wife.

Said that she was not Fa Hai's wife, but that she was the daughter-in-law who married back in eight palanquins and served tea to her mother-in-law.

Fortunately, there is no word left on the tombstone, so you can write whatever you want.

If you don't recognize her as a wife, it will be troublesome to change it after writing it.

Before she died, Yunniang was still thinking about it.

"Yunniang!"

Looking at the tombstone without words.

Fahai burst into tears, extremely reluctant and heartbroken: "Is this love?"

Huang Liang is a dream.

third generation.

In this life, Fa Hai became an abandoned baby and grew up among beggars.

Learning to beg and fight with vicious dogs for food every day, it was a little bit hard, but he grew up steadily.

Until the age of 14.

The old beggar who adopted Fahai passed away, and the other beggars became hostile one by one, seeing that he was young and fair.

Fahai people are small, but not stupid.

Some beggars have vicious hearts far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

So Fahai began to plan how to get rid of the group of beggars without starving to death.

Soon, he thought of a way.

In the past few years in Jinling City, a Marquis of Jinling appeared.

It is said that this person was surnamed Lin, who was born as a servant, and later joined the army. Because of his military exploits, he was granted the title of Marquis of Jinling, and his household was sealed for three thousand. The road to rise is quite legendary.

Right now, the Jinling Marquis Mansion is recruiting servants. If he can become a member of the Marquis Mansion, not only will he not be starved to death, but he will also be able to escape from the group of beggars.

Just do it.

Fa Hai went to the Jinling Hou Mansion to register.

Because of his good looks and young age, Fa Hai was easily selected.

The assigned work is also relatively simple, raising horses and driving cars.

Flash forward a year.

The time in the Hou Mansion passed quickly.

At the age of 15, Fahai can already drive a carriage proficiently, no worse than those old-fashioned ones.

On this day, when Fa Hai was about to drive outside the city to pull vegetables as usual, he was stopped by the third housekeeper in the mansion.

"Your name is Fa Hai?"

The third steward is in charge of the itinerary of carriages and horses.

He is not tall, slightly fat, and always smiling, but Fahai has seen the third housekeeper get angry with his own eyes, and he knocked out the teeth of a groom who made a mistake. The groom is eight feet tall, two heads taller than the third housekeeper , but was beaten like a turtle grandson, it was fierce.

"Meet the butler."

Fa Hai rushed to pay his respects.

"Well, it's exactly as I said, and it looks quite handsome."

The third steward approached with a smile and asked, "How old are you, how long have you been here, and how are your driving skills?"

"It's fifteen, and it's been a year since I've been here. Few people in the driving skills are better than me."

Fa Hai is very confident.

"Not bad!"

The third housekeeper was even more satisfied: "Someone told me that you are a good seedling. You are very smart, and your net worth is clean. There are traces to follow, so I decided to support you and let you experience it."

Fa Hai didn't know what this meant, so he could only wait for what the third housekeeper had to say.

The third housekeeper was also very happy, and said bluntly: "Hou Ye is currently fighting in the northwest, and the second wife is going to Hanguang Temple to pray for the Hou Ye. After drinking a few cups, I fell into the ditch and broke my leg, so it seems useless."

"In the future, you will take the position of the old Zhao and drive the second lady's car."

"The rules are still the same as before. Don't read, don't ask, don't listen. You can do whatever the Second Madam tells you to do. Otherwise, if you make a mistake, I have a good heart and can tolerate you. This family law can't tolerate you."

Looking at the third butler with a sneer on his face.

Fahai was neither sad nor happy: "Yes, housekeeper."

"Well, get ready."

The third housekeeper snorted through his nose: "You are still young, and it is your blessing to be able to drive the second lady's car. If you are chosen, the family in the family will have a big business. There are hundreds of shops in various places alone. If you go to a certain place to be a second cabinet, isn't that just a matter of a word from the second wife."

Fa Hai should be right again and again.

in the afternoon.

A young woman in her 20s walked out of the mansion accompanied by a maid.

Fa Hai looked up, the second lady was wearing a veil, so she couldn't see clearly.

However, it is rumored that Lord Lin Hou has eleven beauties, each of whom is as beautiful as a fairy.

Among them, the second wife, whose nickname is Qiaoqiao, is the most lenient towards the servants, and she never punishes the servants, she is a kind-hearted person.

"I don't have many rules, please drive the car for me in the future."

The second lady's voice is very nice, giving people a feeling of tenderness like water: "Do you know the way to Hanguang Temple?"

"know."

Fa Hai replied.

"Let's go."

The second lady got into the car with her maid.

Fahai didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly drove to Hanguang Temple outside the city.

When he got outside the temple, the second lady didn't let him follow, and led the servant girl, and walked inside on her own.

People arrived at noon.

It was already evening when we came out again.

When getting into the car, Fa Hai found that the second lady's clothes had been changed, and there was still a scent of jasmine on her body, making her look extraordinarily lazy.

the next half month.

The second wife went to the temple to pray every now and then.

Occasionally, the second wife would also say a few words to Fa Hai, and they came and went again and again, and they were no longer as strange as they were at the beginning.

Another half month.

On this day, Fa Hai waited at the door as usual.

Coincidentally, someone from the mansion said that the Northwest War Report had arrived, and the eldest lady wanted the second lady to go back immediately.

This kind of thing cannot be delayed.

In the past, the second wife went in to pray for blessings, and usually came back in the evening.

It's just afternoon now, so I probably can't wait.

How to do.

Fa Hai thought about it, and he didn't care about the rules anymore. He walked in three steps at a time, preparing to inform the second wife.

Speaking of it, Hanguang Temple is not very big, but after searching left and right, there is no trace of the second lady.

Fahai spun around like a headless chicken.

Not long after, I found an open-air bath behind a sign that said forbidden area.

In the eyes, the second lady is playing the flute by the pool, and every bite is very affectionate.

"lady."

Fa Hai lowered his head, not daring to look at it: "Someone came from the mansion, saying that the battle report for the Northwest War has arrived, and Da Furen wants you to go back immediately."

"understood."

a little later.

The second wife without a veil, accompanied by a maidservant, appeared in front of Fa Hai with a calm expression on her face.

Fahai sucked his nose subconsciously.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but today's jasmine fragrance seems to be stronger than before.

"The monks in Hanguang Temple have all taken medicine."

Sitting in the carriage, the second lady said something nonchalantly.

Fahai seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to hear it, so he didn't say a word.

silence.

The second wife lay lazily in the car, and after a while, she said: "Brother Lin is in the northwest, and he has been away for more than two years. If you don't make fun for yourself, how will you survive this long night?"

Fahai still pretended not to hear.

Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, the second lady said gently: "I'm quite abiding by the rules, unlike those few who got people into their homes one by one. This one wants to play the piano, that one wants to study medicine. I'm closed in summer." Men, what kind of qin and what kind of medicine are they learning, I don’t bother to argue with them, otherwise, if it’s true, I didn’t drink the abortion medicine.”

Fa Hai lowered his head, pretending to be an ostrich.

The maid at the side saw it, and whispered something in the second lady's ear.

After the second lady heard this, her motherly brilliance bloomed in her eyes: "You are born as a beggar, it's really pitiful, you must have eaten very badly before, right?"

Fa Hai froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

The second wife is as warm as water, and she gave Fa Hai a white look: "Madam, I have a kind heart, and I pity your life, I will give you a little today, let you taste it."

a little.

The carriage stopped at the edge of the woods.

Mmmm, so delicious.

The noble Mrs. Qing, the kind Mrs. Qiao, the mischievous and playful Mrs. Qin, the shy Mrs. Yu, the simple Mrs. Shuang
The bright fist breaks the obsessive demon, and sends the wishing ship across the sea of ​​love and desire.

Love, love, love.

It is sinking, it is liberation, it is the village under the aurora, and it is the fireworks in the middle of the night.

"I understand."

Waking up from a dream.

Fahai's eyes were calm.

Zhang Heng smiled and asked, "What did you realize?"

Fahai replied: "There is no concern in the heart, the four elements are all empty, and the suffering is bitter, and the air turns into the breeze and returns to the earth."

Zhang Heng asked again: "What is Empty Four?"

Fahai replied again: "Whether there is emptiness or existence, existence or non-existence is just a thought in the dusty mind. Therefore, the Buddha has no dharma, no birth, no extinction, no reason, no mind, no matter, no time, no emptiness, no origin, no existence. Constant state is like a bubble."

Everything is false, the Buddha in the heart can determine everything, and can also veto everything.

That being the case, how can love and love trap the Buddha's heart.

Zhang Heng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Good!"

(End of this chapter)