People in Hongwu, from heavenly master to emperor master

Chapter 261 With compassion in mind, Huitan leaves the stage

People are more mad than people!
The four characters of the emperor are the true meaning of Buddhism.

But he deliberately wrote these four words to Huitan, but it seemed to be a satire on him.

"Master!"

The little monk panicked for a moment, because the master was really dizzy this time.

Not because of the monks in Longhu Mountain, but because of the words His Majesty the Emperor.

Master Huitan fell ill, and when he woke up, it was already three days later.

The little monk is by the master's side, taking care of him.

After Huitan woke up, he asked when he fell ill.

He asked again:
"What's going on in Chaotian Palace recently?"

"Master Song has settled in Chaotian Palace and started to compile the history of the Yuan Dynasty for the previous dynasty!"

The little monk honestly told the master everything that happened in the past three days.

The great opportunity of Tianjie Temple was taken away after all. Another thing that shocked them was that the imperial court once again held a grand sacrifice to the King of Medicine in the name of the imperial court shortly after conferring the gods.

The Medicine King Taishang, under the deliberate guidance of Longhushan, has weakened the attributes of the Taishang Laojun and emphasized the identity of the Medicine King.

Just like the separation of the incarnation and the body of Buddhism, this is a routine practice that is conducive to dissemination.

But the emperor supported a ceremony for the King of Medicine, which had a very strong political meaning.

The kings of China, unless they are superstitious emperors, would rarely hold such rituals in the name of the court.

Has His Majesty converted to Taoism?
Huitan shook his head, denying his conjecture.

The emperor was full of vigor, just like this dynasty, looking forward only.

He will never be a superstitious king who believes in Buddhism and Taoism. Even Huitan understands that the two schools of monkhood and Taoism are just tools used by this king.

Then, there must be a reason for Lao Zhu to support Chaotian Palace and Longhu Mountain with such fanfare.

"Help me up, and let me read the paperwork His Majesty sent that day!"

Huitan didn't care about taking medicine, but went to find the object that made him unconscious for three days.

The little monk hesitated, how hard is it for Master to go looking for that unlucky thing?
But he didn't dare to refute, and went to find a small box honestly.

The objects bestowed by the emperor, no matter how annoying they are, must be put away carefully!
Master Huitan dragged the sick body, took the box, and opened it carefully.

Opening the booklet again, the emperor's handwritten "Merciful Heart" was still dazzling, but Huitan didn't have much emotional fluctuations this time, but looked at it calmly.

For a quarter of an hour, for a quarter of an hour, he did not move.

"Master!"

After all, the little monk couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded Huitan aloud.

He was afraid that something might happen to Master!
"Three days ago, the poor monk saw these four words and thought that His Majesty was mocking the poor monk!
But thinking about it now, it was because the poor monk had a demon in his heart that he misunderstood His Majesty's meaning!
That's right, although the emperor was mean to his courtiers, he was actually upright to the monks!
Even if he is dissatisfied with the poor monk's actions, he will not be petty to mock the poor monk!
The poor monk does not have this qualification, so the three days of illness and suffering are really self-indulgent! "

Huitan smiled wryly, took a deep breath, and struggled to get up.

The little monk quickly supported the master.

Opening the door, the two masters and apprentices went out to overlook the Daxiong Palace.

The flow of people in Tianjie Temple has recovered a bit, but it has gained a bit of the popularity of the No. [-] Temple in Ming Dynasty.

It's just that compared with the previous grand occasion, this place is too far away.

If it was him before, he would probably be very sad and anxious...

As the leader of Buddhism and the host of Tianjie Temple, he has always felt that he has some responsibility.

At this time, Huitan was thinking, if the four words of compassion are not the emperor's mocking him, then what is it?

"You come out with me for a walk!"

If you can't figure it out, go out and find the answer.

"Master, but your body?"

"fine!"

Before the master and apprentice went out, Huitan deliberately changed into lay clothes and a bamboo hat.

The master and apprentice left Tianjie Temple in a low-key manner.

"Master, where are we going?"

The little monk looked at Hui Tan who was walking blankly on the road, and was a little worried.

They walked and passed a Taoist temple.

Huitan turned around and saw that the slogan of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism on the wall had recently become a standard feature of the Taoist temple.

He used to secretly disdain Zheng Yidao's flattering behavior.

To become a monk, you must have the strength of a monk. Although you have to bow your head to many things in the world of mortals, you still have to have pride in your heart.

Huitan went into the Taoist temple by mistake.

This is a small Taoist temple not much bigger than Qingxin Temple.

But there are quite a few people walking here, and it seems that the incense is also good.

Huitan walked in here, but saw a little Taoist priest who was in a state of desperation, explaining something to the common people?
He looked at the wall first. He didn't know when someone had hand-painted a picture with words, but the person who drew the picture seemed to take into account the illiteracy of the people, so he drew it in great detail. Dan.

He didn't go to the place where the people gathered, but walked along the murals of this Taoist temple.

In addition to dung pills, there are many strange things on it.

About healing, drinking water...

And how to sanitize with slaked lime...

The more he looked, the more silent Huitan became.

When he had to go to the place where the crowd gathered, he heard the little Taoist priest guarding the Taoist temple shouting:
"Folks, please forgive Xiaodao, I really don't understand Xiaodao...

My master has been transferred to Chaotian Palace, why don't you go to Chaotian Palace to ask?

Well, I can read and write, the master taught Xiaodao!
How about I teach the folks to read the "King of Medicine"! "

Huitan found a place to sit far away and didn't bother those people.

The little Taoist didn't come over to ask them for incense.

As for the "King of Medicine", Hui Tan, who has been an eminent monk for many years, felt that it was not right when he heard it.

The grammar of this scripture is poor, and the sentences are not beautiful enough...

Compared with Buddhist classics, it is not far behind.

More importantly, he could recognize this scripture after only listening to it once, and most likely it was compiled now.

This is probably only these foolish people will not be able to hear the obvious flaws.

This kind of flaw is in the same line as the "Fengshen Yanyi", which clearly talks about the Shang and Zhou dynasties, but the background of the times reveals the taste of the Ming Dynasty everywhere.

A kind of pride arises that everyone is drunk and I am alone, but Huitan can't laugh when he sees the seriousness of the people.

He also led the people to read the scriptures,

Those people are also very pious, but they can't recite the Amitabha Sutra...

They can't memorize the [-]-word Heart Sutra!

Even if it's the rest of the patriarch's words, those common people can't finish the next sentence after learning the first sentence.

But these ordinary people memorized the "King of Medicine" very seriously.

An obviously illiterate old farmer took out a piece of paper and marked it in a way only he knew to help him remember.

Huitan was shocked by that serious attitude.

The length of the Medicine King Sutra is neither long nor short, about four to five thousand words.

But most of these obviously illiterate people were memorized.

Many people agreed to come back to listen to the book tomorrow because they were annoyed that they could not memorize it.

These people left, and some people came in.

"why?"

Huitan suddenly walked quickly, and followed the common people out of the Taoist temple. He stopped the old man who had made a mark on the straw paper just now, and asked the same question.

The old man grinned:

"Yao Wangye is different from other Bodhisattvas. His scriptures are useful..."

One sentence is useful, and Huitan is like a enlightenment.

"Be merciful, is this what His Majesty wants the poor monk to see?"

There is no nonsense in that shoddy scripture.

Without depicting the majesty of the pure land, it will not sing the greatness of the immortals and Buddhas.

At this time, Huitan discovered that perhaps the shoddy style was probably the choice made by the instigator who compiled this scripture to make it understandable to the common people.

For a moment, he felt that he was the fool?

"Amitabha!"

Some people go to the pure land, but some want to turn the dirty land into a pure land.

Huitan understood the reason why the emperor wanted to hold the Yaowang Sacrifice...

It is also the reason why the emperor left him the words of compassion.

The emperor in the deep palace wanted to tell Huitan what is real compassion.

"Let's go back!"

The unwillingness and resentment in Master Huitan's heart disappeared instantly, and he rarely smiled.

The little monk was very puzzled, why the master suddenly became happy.

He turned around and walked with strength.

When the master walked away, the little monk was startled:

"Master, wait for me!"

……

"Master Huitan resigned from the position of abbot of Tianjie Temple, asked the emperor for guidance, and took his disciples on a wandering tour..."

"I'll go, why can't he afford to lose! No, I said Master Song, what do you mean by telling me this?"

The weather is getting warmer, and Zhang Yi can finally bask in the warm spring sun.

Chaotian Palace can be regarded as the two heavens of ice and fire,
On one side, the people from the Ministry of Industry are in full swing to expand the Chaotian Palace, and many buildings are being completed in the distance.

The Chaotian Palace in Zhang Yi's mind is gradually merging with the buildings of this era.

Because of the two big projects, Deng Zhongxiu's status became more and more stable, and he was too busy to serve him as a junior.

It was Song Lian who became Zhang Yixin's follower.

After Deng Zhongxiu was firmly seated as the host, he didn't have to come to Chaotian Palace often.

However, Zhang Yi still remembers that he had a deal with Song Lian. He handed over the Yuan History that he wrote silently, and Song Lian promoted Chaotian Palace to become the current place where Yuan History is compiled.

As an honest and trustworthy person, Zhang Yi naturally wanted to help Song Lian with his writing.

He will not appear in the editor's team, but Song Lian will come to him secretly.

Zhang Yi handed over the later historical materials of the Yuan Dynasty little by little, and every time Song Lian read it, he would be overwhelmed.

If a person writes a history, such a genius would never believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Song Lian was afraid of Zhang Yi's random writing of this "Yuan History" at the beginning, but as the editing work progressed, he no longer doubted the authority of this book.

On the contrary, because there is a "complete book", Song Lian can check for omissions and fill in gaps based on Zhang Yi's version of "Yuan History", so the quality of Yuan History compiled by Daming is obviously higher than his.

Once the old master was happy, he became Zhang Yi's year-end friend.

Today, he came to drink tea with Zhang Yi again.

Zhang Yi deliberately told Hui Tan the news of leaving Tianjie Temple to this old guy, what does this mean?
He could remember that Song Lian was good friends with many eminent Buddhist monks.

"It doesn't mean much, but when I went to see him off, Master Huitan asked me to convey a word to your father!
Your father is not here, and the old man can see that you are actually the real planner of this game!
So say the same to you! "

Song Lian said:
"The mage said that in his position, he has to fight. He won't regret what happened that day, but he has to say sorry to your father!"

Zhang Yi nodded when he heard this, he neither liked nor hated Master Huitan!
There are many disputes in the world, in fact, they are different positions.

He is the legitimate son of Longhushan, and Longhushan was bullied, so he will naturally go all out to take revenge.

If he were Huitan's disciple, he could have forced Lao Zhang back to cry with his ancestor.

"The master also said that compassion is the true meaning of Buddhism, but he saw another kind of compassion in Taoism!
With a feeling in his heart, he decided to resign as the host, return to the most ordinary monk status, and go outside for a walk!

If he achieves something in the future..."

Before Zhang Yi could wait for Song Lian to finish speaking, he jumped up from his chair.

He didn't bother to listen to what happened next.

"The air here is too sour, even a poor person..."

While Song Lian was dumbfounded, Zhang Yi went away.

Song Lian blew his beard and stared angrily, but finally turned into a wry smile:

"This son is more or less a stranger!"

……

"Zhang Yi!"

After leaving the small courtyard where Yuan History was compiled, Zhang Yi was stopped by Deng Zhongxiu when he was walking towards the main hall.

He turned around, only to find that Deng Zhongxiu was accompanied by two other acquaintances.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhang Yi was quite surprised to see Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao.

Deng Zhongxiu had an uncomfortable expression on his face. Zhu Yuanzhang came here this time to check on his work progress and to find Zhang Yi himself.

"Junior brother, you came just in time. I'm too busy. You can accompany Mr. Huang for a walk!"

Deng Zhongxiu is also a man of interest, he understands that every time the emperor comes to look for Zhang Yi, he will avoid him.

He is also a superfluous person staying here.

That being the case, it is better to find an excuse to leave.

Sure enough, Lao Zhu nodded, expressing his appreciation for Deng Zhongxiu's knowledge and interest.

"It's easy to talk, uncle is coming today, don't leave some incense money before leaving?"

Zhang Yi was only half joking, and Lao Zhu glared at him in return:
"Your own pure-hearted view has never seen you ask for incense money, but you are quite considerate of your senior brother!"

Zhang Yi laughed:
"It's not that you don't know that I have a good way of making money, but my senior brother can't!"

Old Zhu can't be fooled by him:

"Not to mention the large amount of land left by Yongshou Palace from the previous dynasty, even the land that His Majesty bestowed on Chaotian Palace this time has hundreds of hectares. Isn't these fields enough to support a Chaotian Palace?"

Zhang Yi looked left and right, and after finding no one else around, he said:
"That's true, it's rare for the emperor to be generous this time, but I reckon that he must have other uses for Chaotian Palace!

Raising a group of Taoist priests with so much land is not like the emperor's style! "

Zhang Yi saw through Lao Zhu's thoughts at a glance.

He was a little annoyed, how could this kid save himself some face?

"Let's go, didn't your senior brother ask you to take me shopping?"

"That's not okay, that's where the emperor was ordered to revise the history of the Yuan Dynasty. I'll take you to the Conferred God Stage for a walk..."

Zhang Yi took Zhu Yuanzhang to another direction.

Lao Zhu saw the writing on the wall and wanted to deliberately tease Zhang Yi.

(End of this chapter)