Chapter Thirteen: The Eminent Monk in the Buddhist Hall Comes to Release the Lottery
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After lunch on the second day, the people from the Shuzhou Guild Hall gathered together. After a brief explanation, the group headed to Fahua Temple in a mighty manner.
Fahua Temple is a royal temple. It was established relatively early. It was just a small temple at first. Later, when Yongle came to the throne, temples were built aggressively. Fahua Temple also attracted much attention in the capital, and was enshrined by Yongle.
For the Imperial Ancestral Temple, officials who wrote Qing poems and studied Yin-Yang science would be found every year to choose a good day to offer incense and worship ancestors. Later, it was deduced that April 29th was a good day, so it was set on this day every year.
At first, on April 29th every year, a large number of royal guards would rush from the Forbidden City to the Fahua Temple ten miles away. However, as time went by, as the style of the emperors of the past dynasties changed, until
During the Jiajing generation, he was famous for not going to court for twenty-two years. Coupled with his style of only believing in Taoism but not Buddhism, he naturally ignored the annual incense offering in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. From then on, Fahua Temple
Few members of the royal family came to offer incense.
So now, what was originally a big day for the royal family to offer incense and worship ancestors has become a temple fair in Fahua Temple, which can be regarded as a joke made by Emperor Jiajing.
When Zhengyao and his party went out, they headed straight to Fahua Temple, but along the way, Zhengyao had to sigh again.
Since it was the first day of the temple fair, the surrounding streets were already filled with various stalls, some selling jewelry, some selling food, some selling fragrant wax paper money, some selling exotic jade and stones; some were shouting loudly,
Some are bargaining, some are walking around with carts, and some are performing live shows...
Such a lively scene is different in nature from the previous poetry conference in Shu, but the level of liveliness is similar. This also shows that in the prosperous area of the capital, people's lives are good, at least they can go out for leisure activities after dinner.
It is better to go than to work in the fields all year round and have no time to attend meetings with ordinary rural farmers.
The journey from Shuzhou Guild Hall to Fahua Temple is actually not that far. It takes at most half an hour. The group of people walked leisurely on the road and arrived at their destination before they knew it.
Fahua Temple.
The three large golden characters stand out clearly, and appear so vigorous and powerful on the red plaque. This adds a majestic atmosphere to Fahua Temple that is different from other temples.
"A century-old temple! It's really majestic!" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but praise it again as he approached the door of the temple.
At this time, the door of the temple was open, and many tourists and believers were already coming in and out. You can imagine how strong the incense in Fahua Temple was. More and more people were coming and going, and there were not many Zhengyao and others.
He stopped for a moment, then took a step forward and walked in.
"Fahua Temple is worthy of being a royal temple. It is surrounded by splendor and splendor. As soon as you enter the gate, you can feel the royal atmosphere." Zhengyao also said with emotion. Compared with Wuchanyuan, this Fahua Temple has more of that kind of momentum.
The majesty and architectural majesty.
Zou Cen smiled slightly and said: "That's true. Come on, let's go inside. There is a lottery hall in front. You can go and ask for a lottery. I heard that the lottery here is very effective, and the master Xuanjue who interprets the lottery
The interpretation is also very accurate!”
"Ask for a signature? That's good. Zhang Cheng, you are always so formal, go and ask for marriage. We also want to know which patient woman can tolerate you!"
Yuan Haiyun immediately pointed at Zhang Cheng and joked that for these two people, when Ning An was not arguing with Zheng Yao, they were the only ones who quarreled fiercely.
"you…"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Yuan Haiyun's words hit the nail on the head, which made Zhang Cheng, who had always been serious, immediately speechless and caused everyone to laugh. Zhang Cheng also had moments of shyness.
"Well, let's go and have a look." At this point, Liu Yan's expression became a little abnormal, and then without waiting for anyone's reaction, he went to the so-called lottery hall alone.
Zhengyao naturally saw all this. Although he didn't believe in such things as asking for fortune-telling fortunes, he knew that Liu Yan must be doing it for his unmarried wife. He looked like this and wanted to ask for a marriage fortune-telling fortune.
I just hope that I can get married to my fiancée as soon as possible.
"You have to ask for it first. You must know that we scholars all put country before family. Haiyun, you are a doctor. Your father definitely wants you to inherit the mantle as soon as possible. If you don't take a wife back soon, your father will
But don't worry!" Zhengyao also joked, and then immediately quickened his pace and walked forward.
I saw Yuan Haiyun chasing after him with an annoyed look on his face: "Li Zhengyao, you are here to make fun of me too!!!"
In fact, Yuan Haiyun is still very popular among girls in the eastern Shu region. Some women like the kind of honest, steady, fat, and skilled doctors, and Yuan Haiyun also has a lot of money. Because of this, matchmakers appear every now and then.
He came to introduce a good girl, but Yuan Haiyun was quite shy, so Yuan Haiyun simply left the medical clinic in Shudong and came to Zhengyao's home. This is one reason why Yuan Haiyun always lives in Zhengyao's home.
Yuan Haiyun's annoyed, angry and shy expression really made everyone laugh, and even Zhang Cheng rarely laughed out loud.
Zheng Yao took three steps at a time and then arrived at the lottery hall soon. At this time, Liu Yan was kneeling on the straw mat, with his eyes closed, looking pious, holding a lottery tube in his hand, with both hands
Shake evenly.
"Hua Hua Hua~~~"
There were sounds of bamboo sticks colliding inside the bamboo stick, but Liu Yan still closed his eyes tightly.
"Bang~"
A bamboo stick was finally thrown out of the bamboo stick and fell to the ground. Liu Yan finally opened his eyes, put down the bamboo stick in his hand, picked up the bamboo stick that fell on the ground, stood up and walked towards the sixty-year-old man next to him.
monk in coarse linen clothes.
This monk in coarse linen clothes looked like he hadn't woken up. He was opening his eyes. Unknowingly, he thought there was something wrong with his eyes.
At this time Zhengyao also came over and patted Liu Yan gently, indicating to him that no matter what the outcome was, he should be relaxed.
"Master, thank you!"
Liu Yan said a few words briefly, but his expression was very different from the past, as if this lottery was very important to him.
The old monk took the bamboo stick and peeled off the red paper. He slowly raised his head, glanced at Liu Yan, and said in a hoarse voice: "A deep relationship and a shallow relationship are like a dream. The floating duckweed is very dangerous."
We didn't know each other at first, but we met again somewhere."
Seeing the old monk mumbling for a long time, he only said this line of poetry without giving any explanation. Liu Yan was also a little confused. Although this was a signature, although the form was similar to that of poetry, the meaning was not ordinary.
That kind of explanation is somewhat different from ordinary poems. Therefore, even though Liu Yan was very talented, he was still a little at a loss. He had to rely on the monk to explain what he was talking about.
When Zheng Yao heard the old monk reading the signature, it seemed to have a very ominous meaning from the literal meaning, and he couldn't help but worry about Liu Yan.
"Amitabha, it is so good! The marriage that the donor asked about is not a good one! As the saying goes, there must be gains and losses. If the donor wants this marriage to succeed, the price will be high. Fate is originally like a dream, but this
But it is a bad fate. The donor should be careful. If you give up, there is still room for turning around. Otherwise, if we meet again one day, there will definitely be something that the donor cannot accept. Remember this!"
Although the old monk Xuanjue did not explain what the so-called dreams, evils, evils, and unacceptable things were, it is not difficult to see from his words that this signature is not a signature.
After listening to the explanation of the old monk Xuanjue, Liu Yan stood there silently for a long time.
"Haha, let's go! It doesn't matter if you don't understand the lot. How can anyone interpret the lot without a good word? They all sound bad. Master, are you fooling others in front of the Buddha?" Zhengyao suddenly became unhappy. The old monk
He did not look at the situation before interpreting the sign. It was clear that Liu Yan looked very disappointed. Instead of saying some words of relief, the old monk said something sinister. This made Zhengyao not angry.
When the old monk Xuanjue heard what Zhengyao said, he did not show any displeasure. He just frowned slightly, then looked at Zhengyao with interest and said: "Donor, don't get angry in front of the Buddhist hall. Lao Monk
Everything I say is interpreted according to the signature, and I don’t dare to lie. If the donor doesn’t believe it, you might as well give it a try.”
Ha! This old man actually had a calm expression and a fearless look that made Zhengyao very unhappy, especially the slow speed of his speech, which really made him feel uncomfortable. Of course he knew that the old man was here.
He said things according to the signature, but this old man was too bad at reading people's faces.
But Zhengyao really got into it. Perhaps he wanted Liu Yan to think more openly, or perhaps he wanted to divert Liu Yan's attention. Zhengyao immediately went to the side and took a lottery tube. He also followed Liu Yan's example and put his knees up.
He knelt on the straw mat, closed his eyes tightly, and shook the lottery tube with a pious look.
Zhengyao shook out a bamboo stick, smiled, stood up and walked towards Xuanjue. He wanted to see what kind of explanation Xuanjue would give him, "Here, master, please!"
"The donor is asking about marriage?" Xuanjue didn't show any expression, but asked casually.
"Yes, even if it is!" Zhengyao said vaguely. In fact, he didn't really believe in this kind of thing.
When Xuanjue heard Zhengyao's answer, his expression suddenly changed, as if he was slightly displeased: "I can't explain the donor's attitude."
At this time, Zhengyao realized that he seemed to be too casual. After all, this is his territory, so he changed his mouth and said: "I'm sorry, I was rude just now. Please ask the master to explain."
Zhengyao understood that people in Buddhism are also very particular. You don't have to believe them, but you don't want to let them know that you don't believe them. This is equivalent to making it clear that you don't give others face, and everyone will be a little unhappy.
"The towering mountains are a piece of sky, and the purple air comes from the east to extend blessings and longevity. Let me wander leisurely and let myself go, and I will get good luck after all the hardships. Good fortune! Good fortune! This is really the best fortune I have ever solved in my life." Xuan Jue just thought.
After finishing, he immediately started to praise, which surprised Yuan Haiyun, Zhang Cheng and others who had just come in.
"Oh? It seems that good things are coming soon for us, Zhengyao. We actually got such a good fortune. As an uncle, I would like to congratulate you!"
Zou Cen on the side was also overjoyed. He had no children and had not yet started a family. He was alone in his forties. Now that he reunited with Zhengyao, he was acquiescing to Zhengyao as his adopted son. He should be very happy from his heart.
Yuan Haiyun on the side couldn't help but smile, and began to tease Zhengyao: "Okay now, instead of saying it's my business, it's your business! Hahaha."
Most people are proud to have a family. Since ancient times, it has been said that there are three types of unfilial piety, and the biggest one is not having an offspring. Not having a family is naturally the most critical aspect of having no offspring. But now Zhengyao and his party are in trouble because of who is getting married. Maybe this is why
This is what a romantic and talented person is. You know, after you get married, you should naturally try to stay away from those places with brothels and fireworks.
"This is what Master comforts me about. I don't even have the right person yet!" Zhengyao suddenly looked a little embarrassed. When he mentioned "the right person", he couldn't help but blush.
"Amitabha, it is so good! Monks don't lie, it is what it is. According to the lot, it is indeed a good lot. The sky is high and the sky is high, the mountains are high and the air is clear. Purple air comes from the east, and longevity is extended. If you are free and free, you will eventually achieve goodness.
And this purple aura is by no means ordinary. Purple is a symbol of nobility. If the interpretation is correct, this marriage is not only good in itself, but also very helpful to your career. It can be said that you kill three birds with one stone, gain fame, wealth and color. Amitabha,
With that said, donor, I have to congratulate you too!"
What Xuan Jue said was true, and everyone was shocked. Zheng Yao is now famous all over the capital. If it can be helpful in his official career, then this potential woman is at least a member of the court, if not a relative of the emperor.
The official daughter of a high-ranking official. In this way, if Zheng Yao rose to great heights in the future, wouldn't this group of people in the Shuzhou Guild Hall also be able to take advantage of this to achieve great success?
So everyone smiled and walked to Zhengyao to congratulate him.
"What? If that's the case, then wouldn't I really be able to become a prince-in-law? No, Prince Jing is also very powerful, and he will also have a rapid rise as a county horse! Purple energy comes from the east, and to the east..."
After listening to what the old monk Xuanjue said, Zhengyao murmured to himself. As he spoke, he couldn't help but look eastward, which was where the gate of the temple was.
Chapter completed!