Thirty miles southeast of Xiangyang, there is Lumen Mountain, not far from Hanyin Town. There is Lumen Temple on the mountain, which is the largest Buddhist resort nearby.

Lumen Mountain was originally named Suling Mountain. During the Han Dynasty, Emperor Guangwu and Xi Yu dreamed of a mountain god at the same time, which facilitated the construction of a temple on the mountain. There were two stone deer facing each other at the entrance, so it was called Lumen Temple, and the mountain was also renamed Lumen.

Mountain. It hasn’t changed yet.

Wang Xiao got off his horse and looked at the quiet mountain road, which has a refreshing flavor. He said: "Zeng Wen Ding wrote a poem, 'If you don't set foot on Suling Mountain, you will pretend to be traveling to Xiangyang.' Only when I arrived at Suling Mountain today did I understand what he said.

Not empty."

Chen Yuyi said: "Defense is not a person who likes to travel in mountains and rivers. I have been in Xiangyang for several years, and today is the first time to visit local scenic spots."

Wang Xiaolie smiled, said nothing, and led everyone on the mountain road together.

Lumen Temple is huge. Before the Jin people invaded the south, they were known as riding horses to close the mountain gate. Now that the world is in turmoil, and it has been destroyed by the Jin people, it is no longer what it used to be. However, walking on the mountain road, I still saw many surrounding believers, which was extremely...

Pious.

After looking at it for a long time, Wang Xiaoxing asked: "Is the incense on this mountain so prosperous?"

Chen Yuyi said: "Today, April 28th, is the birthday of King Yao. People who live in the surrounding area come to the temple to offer incense."

Wang Xiaolie nodded. Unexpectedly, he randomly picked a day to go hiking and encountered a temple fair.

The birthday of the King of Medicine is a folk belief, and there are different opinions. Some say it is Shennong, some say it is Fuxi, some say it is Huangdi, some say it is Bian Que, some say it is Hua Tuo, some say it is Sun Simiao, and some even say it is the King of Pichang.

There are different legends about Sanweishi and Lu Dongbin in different places. Of course, there are also legends about the Medicine King Bodhisattva of Buddhism. No matter how many people there are, the Medicine King is different in different places and the Medicine King worshiped is also different.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, there were already guests waiting there. They bowed and invited Wang Xiaolie and his entourage to enter the Lumen Temple.

There are large tracts of bamboo on the side of the road. The bamboo poles are straight and green. From time to time, the breeze blows, and the rustling sound brings a little coolness. When you arrive in front of the temple, you can see two tall ginkgo trees on both sides, like two guards.

When they arrived at the living room, tea was served. Zhike put his hands together and said, "The abbot is feeling slightly unwell today and is resting in his Zen room. If the officials are free, why not stay in the temple for a day. Lumen Temple is a scenic spot in Xiangyang, and you can visit around it.

.”

Wang Xiaoxing said: "I am in charge of several states, millions of people, and tens of thousands of troops. Where can I find time to spare? I went up the mountain today to talk to the abbot about official matters, so I cannot stay long. I would like to ask you to go and talk to the abbot.

If your health is not very serious, just say a few words."

The monk who knew the guest had a troubled expression on his face. After thinking for a while, he folded his hands and excused himself to Wang Xiaolie.

Chen Yuyi said: "This is a pure place for Buddhism, so why not rest for a few days for defense? The surrounding scenery is really good, and Meng Haoran and Pi Rixiu live in seclusion, and there are many literati and poets visiting it."

Wang Xiaolie said: "Counsellor, to be honest, I don't want to ask these outsiders for worldly matters. If I really have free time, it would be okay for me to go up the mountain to visit the scenery. But today I have something to do, and Zen Master Fa Deng is missing.

, I will naturally feel unhappy in my heart.”

Chen Yuyi said: "Master Faleng is an eminent monk who has achieved enlightenment. He does good deeds in the village and is loved by the people. How come he is missing on purpose?"

Wang Xiaolie shook his head and said nothing.

Not long after, the monk who knew the guest came back. He clasped his hands and said, "My lord, the abbot is here to greet you in his Zen room."

Wang Xiaolie got up, and Chen Yuyi and his entourage followed Zhike Monk. They arrived at the backyard and turned to a door. The door looked very ordinary, even a little mottled. On both sides of the door, there were a few crooked jujube trees.

The monk who knew the guest stood in front of the door and said, "The abbot is waiting for the officials inside, and the poor monk will not go in."

Wang Xiaolie said to Chen Yuyi: "Let's go in and leave the entourage outside the door. After all, this is a pure place of Buddhism, so it's not good to make noise."

After saying that, he stepped forward and opened the two doors.

There is a small yard inside. There are several flower trees planted near the door. They seem to be planted casually, without being particular about it, but they are kept very clean. There is a pool next to it, and there are several lotus plants growing in it, with a few flower buds on top.

.There were a few fish swimming in the water, which seemed to have been caught from the nearby river. They were not rare species.

After the pond, there is a small vegetable garden. Gourds, loofahs and other vegetables are planted all over the fence. Seasonal leafy vegetables are planted in the garden, and there are two cucumbers. Next to the cucumber field, there is a small leek garden.

There was a young novice monk standing by the bucket, and an old monk holding a ladle to water the water.

No need to ask, that old monk must be Zen Master Fa Deng, the abbot of this temple. Each of these Buddhist eminent monks has his or her own unique temperament. Some like to wear colorful clothes and attend high gatherings, while others like to meditate quietly. They are all different.

Wang Xiaolie stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Wang Xiaolie, the envoy of the South Beijing Road, came to pay a visit to the Zen Master."

Zen Master Faleng straightened up and put down the water ladle. He turned around and looked at Wang Xiaolie, paused for a while, and sighed helplessly: "A few days ago, Xiangyang Mansion invited me to preside over a Dharma conference, but if I didn't agree, I asked for twenty ultimatums.

I originally thought that Xiangyang could handle such a trivial matter, but I didn't want to cause trouble to the officials. If I had known this, why would I have been so greedy?"

Wang Xiaolie was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why did the Zen Master say that?"

Fa Deng said: "The benefactor is a hero of the time, rarely compared to others, and he should be able to save this country and its people. However, it is not a blessing to Buddhism. During the time when the benefactor was in Xiangyang, I just hope that I will not see the benefactor and that we will be well."

It’s really not what I wanted to see you come to my door today!”

Wang Xiaolie was stunned for a moment. He turned to Chen Yuyi and said, "I don't understand what Zen Master said."

Chen Yuyi said: "This is a Buddhist meditation opportunity. It is normal for you not to understand it before the opportunity comes."

Wang Xiaolie lowered his head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I don't think it's necessarily some Buddhist Zen idea, but the Zen master has lived for decades and has become a mature man. Now I am in charge of a large army stationed in Xiangyang, and I can decide life or death with just one word."

A few days ago, I won a great victory over the Jin army at Jingmen. Who in the world doesn't know about it? Therefore, the Zen master used these words to flatter me without leaving any trace."

Zen Master Fa Deng didn't think about it, adjusted his monk's robe, and walked out of the small garden. He folded his hands to Wang Xiaolie and said, "The donor thinks too much and is distracted. If the poor monk is greedy for worldly wealth, he may not do what the donor said.

.It’s just a poor monk practicing Zen, so it’s naturally different.—Please come inside.”

Seeing Zen Master Faleng, Wang Xiaolie had a strange feeling. He couldn't explain this feeling, but he felt that it was a little different.

When they arrived at the abbot's room, the young novice served tea and stood by.

Zen Master Faleng said: "The official made a new loose tea in Xinyang Army. In the past two years, more and more people have been drinking it. I drink this tea, which is the simplest and most peaceful. It is used for drinking and entertaining guests."

Please give it a try."

Wang Xiaolie looked at the round and straight tea leaves in the cup, the color of the tea was light green, and it smelled of a refreshing fragrance. He smiled and said: "In just a year or two, this tea has become very different from when I made it. From what I can see, it is

Great tea!”

After saying that, he picked up the cup and took a few sips, feeling the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth.

After Chen Yuyi drank it, he felt that it was different from the tea he usually drank. The taste was fragrant and had a taste that he had never tasted before. He just said it was good, but he really couldn't tell what was good about it. As for loose tea, even if Chen Yuyi and Wang Xiaolie drank it together

A lot, but I'm still not used to it.

Zen Master Faleng said: "There are experts who make tea, and we have mountain spring water here, so the tea will taste very special when brewed."

After drinking tea, we chatted a few words. Wang Xiaoxian said, "The Zen master must know why I came to Lumen Mountain today."

"I know, I know." Zen Master Faleng nodded. "In order to do something, I asked the Xiangyang Mansion for twenty ultimatums. If I didn't want to pay ultimatums, they would all be in the hands of the officials. The officials didn't want to issue ultimatums, so they came to me.

.”

Wang Xiaolie said: "Does Zen Master know why I don't want to issue an ultimatum?"

Zen Master Faleng looked at Wang Xiaolie, shook his head and said, "Why don't the officials want to tell you? I'm afraid that I may not explain it clearly, so how can I know?"

Wang Xiaolie laughed and said, "What the Zen Master said is interesting. If I don't understand, how can I withhold it? At this time, money is everywhere, and if the ultimatum can be exchanged for money, how can I withhold it without knowing it?"

Zen Master Faleng raised his head, looked into Wang Xiaolie's eyes, and asked slowly: "Excuse me, officer, why do you not want to issue an ultimatum?"

Wang Xiaolie was stunned, and his mind turned around a few times, but he didn't know what to say. Indeed, the main reason was that he deliberately restricted religion. But why restrict religion? Tell others because of the knowledge of past lives? This is not funny! Because of the lack of understanding of religion

His attitude was that using ultimatums to make money was a dishonorable thing, which was the second reason why he did not issue ultimatums. But why? When Zen Master Faleng asked, he suddenly felt that he could not explain clearly.

Seeing that Wang Xiaolie was silent, Zen Master Faleng said calmly: "Donor, many things in the world are things that I feel I understand in my heart, but it is difficult to really say them out. It's not that I can't tell people, but it's hard to explain the truth. In this world

,If it doesn’t make sense——”

Having said this, Zen Master Faleng shook his head.

Wang Xiaolie smiled and said: "If you can't tell a truth, you can still make people understand it. For example, it can be a Zen machine."

Zen Master Faleng picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He put the teacup down and said slowly: "The donor has a certain opinion about me and Buddhism, so he speaks sarcastically. But he doesn't know that if a monk practices Buddhism, these worldly honors and disgrace have long been gone."

Don't worry about it, but it gives the donor nothing to focus on. It's just that the donor and I met today, and we are destined to say something serious. The donor focused on ridiculing the monk, but I felt that the conversation was boring. "

Wang Xiaolie was stunned for a moment. Indeed, due to the influence of his previous life, he always felt that the monk was not a good monk and the Dharma was not the true Dharma, so it was inevitable that he would ridicule Fa Deng. When Fa Deng said it, he felt that it was boring.

But if I don’t say this, what can I say? I don’t know much about Buddhism, and I have no interest. Today, I just want to tell Zen Master Fa Deng my attitude. Zen Master is also a Chinese citizen, and he should serve the country. He cannot

Stay out of the situation. Who would have thought that when it comes to now, we don't talk about anything serious, we just talk about nonsense.
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