Chapter 913 Angry!
“Master, it’s time to eat.”
Little monk Liao Fan laid out the food and called out to his master.
Master came over and sat down. On weekdays, Master was very crazy, but there were only two times when Master was very sober.
Firstly, when entering Prince Pingxi’s Mansion, he was not in a daze, but was as solemn as possible;
First, when eating, Master will be there immediately if he calls out, and he will never stay there and continue to wander around.
Real madness is really mad,
Fake madness is also false madness,
As long as a person lives, he will be crazy when he should be crazy, and he will be sober when he should be sober. This is also a kind of carefreeness.
The food was very sumptuous. It was vegetarian, but it was not too harsh. There was plenty of oil and water. Some of the chowder dishes included shredded pork. The master and the apprentice also ate it.
They are the only serious monks in the Calabash Temple, and some disabled old soldiers are also placed here;
Earlier, in the arrangements for the Calabash Temple, the palace had more disabled veterans. Most of the places where veterans are resettled are orphans with no family members and severe disabilities. They are unable to perform other jobs such as "jailers" or "guards at the Fire Castle". Calabash Temple is a good place. On weekdays, they only need to fetch water and sweep the floor. That’s it.
It is not that the temple has not thought of recruiting some more monks to enrich the execution ground, but the Prince of Pingxi has always been very strict in managing this aspect, especially in the past two years, the land in eastern Shanxi has become almost all outsiders. A forbidden place for people;
At any time, most of the people outside the country are cheating on food and drink. There are not none who are really capable. For example, there are many in the back mountains of Qian Kingdom and in Qintian Prison in various countries. Most of them There is no need to travel around in time, you have your own foundation.
As for ordinary outsiders entering Shanxi, once they are discovered, they will immediately be "invited" to receive "ideological education", and then packaged in batches and sent to the snowy fields. Enrich and enhance the spiritual and cultural life of the snowfield savages.
Everyone is just trying to make a living, so there is really no need to challenge the highest level of difficulty directly.
So, in the huge Fengxin City, there is only one Gourd Temple, which makes the business of the master and the apprentice quite busy.
Fengxin City has a special drum and bugle corps. They have suona and drums. They were formerly buglers in the army. They blow horns and drums to win gold. They usually do these things. During the war, he had to be drafted into the military camp to pick up his old job.
But in the religious ceremony, because there were only two masters and apprentices, it was compressed as much as possible.
Many times the master and the apprentice have to go to more than a dozen homes a day for blessings, funerals, etc. where they are needed. The master and the apprentice can only recite a sutra at the scene and then rush to the next one immediately. The most popular girl in the red tent is not as fast as the master and apprentice.
As for the daily meals in and out of the Calabash Temple, they are provided by the believers. They are mainly vegetarian, with some meat and fish, and the cost is not high. That's it, you have to queue up to get your turn.
There is money for incense and so on, and there is a lot of it, but the Calabash Temple pays a large amount of tax money to the royal treasury every month. It cannot be called tax money to the outside world. It is called taking it from the believers. Use it to show great mercy to believers.
For this reason, under this "castle in the air" structure, it is impossible for the Calabash Temple to expand through loan sharking or land annexation like other temples and ashrams in other countries.
However, both the master and the disciple are related to Buddhism, and they really look down on this development path.
Eating and eating,
A figure walked over.
His complexion is very white, but deep down, there is a very uncomfortable red color. He is a paper man.
But this paper man obviously has the characteristics of a "living person". He came here on his own.
Monk Kongyuan was awake when he was eating,
he took a big sip of soup,
Said:
"The people from the palace will come to the temple in the afternoon, aren't you afraid?"
The paper man sat down.
When the little monk Liaofan saw this, he immediately shouted:
“There is water down there!”
The paper man stood up, but his buttocks were already wet.
Little monk Liaofan sighed,
“I have to paste paper for you again.”
“It is your destiny to let you shape my body, even if you It’s the reincarnation of that thing, but it’s also the reincarnation of Buddha, and Pindao is the incarnation of heaven in the world!”
“Hey.”
The old monk Kong Yuan made a disdainful sound,
said:
“Look at this cowhide blower, you have blown the thick cowhide into thin paper, and you are still blowing it. ?”
The paper man,
is the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest died, but the Taoist priest did not die cleanly.
This Taoist priest first entered the Calabash Temple as a straw puppet. After a confrontation with the monks and apprentices in the temple, the old monk said to the believers, "Fuck him to death." Rotten puppet.
His true form quietly sneaked into the coffin shop in Fengxin City.
He wanted to take a peek at the "rootless man",
but the "blue bird" had just ascended to the sky,
We encountered a battle between heaven and man that was like a wheel battle!
First an old monk rang the bell,
Then a young monk asked the Buddha’s shadow to appear,
Then,
the stars fell down,
I thought it was over and I could escape, but at the last moment, the most terrifying weapon hidden in the palace took action and killed the Taoist's bird.
Prince Pingxi is a very generous person, but at the same time he is a ruthless person;
He can tolerate people like Xiao Yibo, Sword Maiden and Qu Peiluo, and he has feelings for them. The person who killed his father and his teacher continues to be active around him and uses it for his own purposes;
But for those who try to spy on his children,
even if he really has a big problem Uses,
That will never be tolerated.
So, the Taoist was beheaded by Fan Li;
The soul that he had cultivated through hard work was forcibly swallowed by the magic pill, and he had a feast, which indirectly promoted Zheng Lin's four development in the mother's womb.
Taoists belong to the best in the world. At their peak, Zeng and Master Zang were on the same level. It can be said that Zheng Lin was born in the ninth grade because of Taoist contributions. Such supplements are really not about power. Can be found.
But the centipede is dead but not stiff,
Taoists are true outsiders.
The way back that Taoists pursue is to ascend to heaven.
The body is meant to be abandoned in order to seek a kind of spiritual freedom.
So, there is still a part of the Taoist, a very small part, which is retained in his last clone puppet, which is this paper man.
The paper man is now a Taoist.
But the real Taoist is already dead.
His cultivation and his body have been completely crushed by the Pingxi Palace;
Only the paper man is left, inheriting part of his will, but he can no longer Whatever waves were created, a child could use a flint and steel to give it to him now.
The past is gone, because it has been lost;
The future is gone, because he can't even touch the water, and it is impossible to practice again, or even to recover.
He can only continue to use the paper man as a carrier, floating and floating, stubbornly continuing his proud indulgence.
Logically speaking, this paper man is the last plaything. After the death of the original body, it should also dissipate quickly, but it drifted to the Gourd Temple.
The master and apprentice in the Calabash Temple really took him in.
It was not that the master and the disciple deliberately took in the enemies of the palace for evil purposes, but because the master and the disciple knew that the Taoist priest was gone. Friendship.
Every half month, the little monk has to personally recite a scripture for the paper man to bless him, otherwise the paper man will cease to exist. The current existence of the Taoist is so pitiful and helpless. .
However,
it is easy to change one's nature but hard to change one's nature.
He still feels that he is the superior one, and his state of mind is not changed by external objects. This Taoist has indeed achieved this.
"I feel very comfortable now, really, old monk, why don't you come too?"
The old monk rolled his eyes at the paper man and ignored him.
The master and the apprentice continued to eat;
The young monk ate faster and put down his bowl and chopsticks.
The old monk continued to make his own soup and rice leisurely,
asked:
"Disciple, let's put it all together, what kind of Buddha should we build for King Pingxi?"
Standing Buddha
This means that we are no longer satisfied with just a statue of Prince Pingxi riding a wild animal,
but we want to find a "Buddha reincarnation" for Prince Pingxi in the Buddhist classics. "identity.
Since ancient times, people outside the country have often liked to do this kind of thing. This is the highest honor and blessing they can give.
But in every circle, there are people who follow the crowd, and naturally there are upright people.
Therefore,
The paper man next to the dinner table scolded directly:
“How shameless!”
Both the master and the apprentice ignored the man who now had no face. Taoist.
The little monk suggested: "Arhat?"
The old monk shook his head: "It's low."
Arhat generally appears in the world in the form of military commanders, performing the method of thunder, making the angry eyes of Vajra, and cleaning up the filth in the world;
But it is obvious that Yes, King Pingxi's current status has long surpassed this level.
“Bodhisattva?” the young monk asked again.
Bodhisattva means to educate the world, maintain order, and often transform into human ministers and assistants to kings.
The old monk shook his head again and said, "I'm afraid that the prince doesn't want to be a Bodhisattva."
Actually,
the old monk really wanted to say to his disciple,
You were originally You said you wanted to establish a state religion!
But the old monk also knew that the disciple that day was not his disciple.
Therefore, it seems that the master is letting the disciple come up with ideas, but in fact it is the master who is doing what the disciple wants, but the disciple himself does not know it.
"He won't want it." The paper man said, "He doesn't respect ghosts and gods, and he has no interest in being a ghost or god. If you believe in it, you will have it. If you don't, you will have none. Everyone will say this, but not Anyone can really do it, but he can.
Don’t waste your efforts and be careful about shooting yourself in the foot.”
The little monk nodded in agreement.
The old monk hesitated and wanted to persist, but he still gave up the proposal temporarily.
...
In the afternoon,
everyone from the royal family who had returned from praying for blessings on Mount Tai came to the Calabash Temple.
Today is the day for the princess and the crown prince to catch good luck, so the ceremony cannot be omitted. Of course, there is another meaning, which is that when the big girl was born, the pair of masters in the Calabash Temple I helped, and I have to repay the favor.
The Jinyi Guards cleaned the place in advance. The Calabash Temple is not open to the public today, but there are still many people kneeling and worshiping outside the temple. In the eyes of everyone, if the prince enters the temple, the Buddha will also have miraculous effects. Quite a few.
Zheng Fan walked into the temple and yawned. He had this problem all his life. He felt sleepy as soon as he entered the temple.
Behind him, Zheng Lin, who was being held by Princess Fu, was also yawning. He was also sleepy.
The father and son walked in tandem, with their movements and expressions synchronized.
When Princess Fu hugged His Highness the Crown Prince at first, she was still thinking, was this a test for herself?
Now, she is somewhat sure that she is really allowed to take care of the child.
She didn't feel any dissatisfaction, but was really flattered. Generally speaking, in a wealthy family, raising children is the bounden duty of the aunt.
Even in the Tian family, children born to other concubines are often sent to the queen to be raised. Of course, they do not need to take care of them personally. They have their own servants and mothers to take care of everything.
But whoever the child hangs out in front of since childhood will naturally kiss whomever he will kiss in the future.
However, Princess Fu still admired the princess's magnanimity.
Even after entering the palace for just one day, she could see that the real talker in the palace was Feng Siniang. Even Xiong Liqing, who was born in the royal family of Da Chu, was just a person in front of her. A sister.
In fact, things are not that complicated;
Siniang is really... annoyed with her son.
Mothers must love their children, but just as couples who love each other will quarrel, they care about their children, but they are really annoying. However, after this little thing was born, he still It cannot be stuffed back.
Unlike other demon kings, the child was conceived by her after all, so it may be missing that filter. Giving it to Princess Fu to take care of her is the best choice.
Liu Ruqing's place is empty, so the master can go up and listen to the play. Although this little sister is a widow, she is still young and knows etiquette. It is impossible to leave the child there and tie her up. Princess Fu is a new member of the family. Yes, this kind of errand is naturally her responsibility.
The prince and Liang Cheng sat down on two chairs and began to talk about the Jindong military parade that would be held during the Chinese New Year.
Xiong Liqing held Da Niu, and Princess Fu held Zheng Lin. Accompanied by a group of nuns, they began to pay homage to the Buddha statue in the temple.
Those who deserve to invest in incense money invest in incense money, and those who deserve to pay obeisance say goodbye.
The child is still young and ignorant, so adults have to help him pray.
This is not considered a feudal superstition, because the real feudal class itself does not believe in this.
For example, Xiong Liqing herself does not believe this, but this does not prevent her from treating every Buddha statue in the temple seriously for the sake of big girls, just treat it as... a custom.
Princess Fu took the place of Siniang and prayed to the child.
The big girl was in her mother's arms, looking at the various Buddha statues in front of her, feeling very strange, and laughing "giggling" from time to time.
But Princess Fu noticed that His Royal Highness the Prince in her arms did not look at these Buddha statues with the curiosity of a child, but frowned slightly.
Yes,
This kid's eyebrows haven't grown fully yet, but you can really tell that he's frowning.
A,
very disdainful look.
It seems that this kind of worship, for him, is a kind of resistance and a kind of... torture.
Princess Fu thought that maybe the child couldn't stand the smell of incense in the temple, but she didn't think too deeply about it.
After passing the Luohan Hall, on the way inside, there was a place where paper figures were piled up.
The Calabash Temple is also responsible for making paper figures, but not many, because the two masters and apprentices as well as the old soldiers who help in the temple are too busy, and the coffin shop in Fengxin City provides a funeral service Dragon Service has everything.
It’s the same as chanting scriptures. When someone has something to do, they come to the Calabash Temple and exchange incense money for a paper figurine to go back and represent them, so it’s not a big job.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was originally unhappy, suddenly became interested at this moment. He actually laughed out loud and danced outwards. Fortunately, Princess Fu hugged her.
The movement of the younger brother here also attracted the big girl who was hugged by Xiong Liqing next to her,
The big girl also looked at the pile of paper figures over there with some doubts.
After a while,
the big girl also became excited.
In the eyes of adults, the two children looked at the paper figures as amusing, but they were somewhat unlucky. Paper figures always have some bad associations in the adult world.
But the adults didn’t know exactly what these two soul boys saw.
"Let's go inside and ask for a memorial tablet." Xiong Liqing ordered.
"Yes." Princess Fu responded.
Every family member in the palace has his or her own longevity tablet in the Calabash Temple, even every day.
When a group of people continued to walk in,
A gust of wind seemed to blow, and a paper figure swayed slightly.
Zheng Lin, who was carried in by Princess Fu, rested his head on Princess Fu's shoulder, still looking at the corner of the pile of paper figures behind him.
He seemed to instinctively want to break away from the shackles of this woman,
to tear into pieces the thing that was hostile to him;
But at the next moment, between his eyebrows, The red mole on his face lit up slightly, and the strength the child had just mustered up disappeared in an instant.
This is the effect of the seal working.
The child leaned back a little tiredly and stopped looking at the paper man.
The royal family and his party stayed in the Gourd Temple for a short time, and the old monk did not bring up the truth that "the poor monk observed the sky at night and got enlightenment from the Buddha before he realized that the prince was the reincarnation of a certain Buddha";
So, after the visit to the temple was over, the royal family and the others quickly headed back home.
But it is not yet time for the auspicious ceremony, and according to the normal process, after worshiping the gods and Buddhas, it is time to worship the ancestors.
Earliest,
In the bragging of Zheng Fan and Xu Pangpang, he was born as a servant of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, his grandfather Zheng Zhilong and his father Zheng Chenggong;
Later, Xu Pangpang investigated and found that these two people were not among the servants of the Hou Mansion;
Of course, with the rise of Zheng Fan at that time, King Pingxi had gradually become synonymous with "the leader of Guizhou ascends to power". Just like Zhu Chongba in another time and space, his humble background was no longer a black history, but It’s a glorious history.
However, it is not that the prince has no previous generation.
Under the palace, there is an "elder" who has been protecting Zheng Fan's family from an early age.
It's just that there is no need to make a big show of worshiping him.
In the corridor of the underground secret room,
Zheng Fan was the first to walk in, lit incense himself, placed tributes, and the coffin lay there quietly.
Even if there are hundreds of thousands of troops around us now,
Even if there is a sword master around us,
But Zheng Fan has never forgotten the care that the person in the coffin gave him when he first arrived in this world, when he was the weakest and most in danger.
This time, Siniang, who did not go to the Calabash Temple, also came.
The demon kings would never admit their inferiority, but as Zheng Fan's wife, she had to show her courtesy at this time.
This was the first time Princess Fu came here. She held her child quietly and remained silent.
"Your granddaughter and grandson are here to see you. From now on, when they can walk, let them come down to play with you."
This is Tiantian's growth pattern;
Now, it can be copied. After all, my son and daughter are both spiritual children, so there is no need to worry about being washed away.
“Put it up.”
Zheng Fan said.
Xiong Liqing smiled, stepped forward and placed the girl on the coffin lid. When she first entered the palace, she had paid homage to her "father-in-law".
The Dachu royal family, which has a history of controlling beasts, is naturally close to such existences that are like family protectors.
Princess Fu was a little dazed at first and hesitated for a moment, but she still placed Zheng Lin on the coffin lid.
The big girl was very curious about the environment she was in now,
and her instinct was stimulated again,
She patted the coffin lid with her little hand,
He took the initiative to laugh at the people below.
At this time,
a scene that made Princess Fu's scalp numb appeared. There was a "rustling" friction sound from the coffin lid, like fingernails scratching the coffin. .
Princess Fu looked at the people around her and saw that everyone was calm, so she could only force herself to be calm along with them.
Zheng Lin, on the other hand, was much duller. He just sat there with his eyes open but not moving.
This scene
made the father intolerable.
When he mentioned his son,
he slapped his son twice on the buttocks.
Zheng Lin was beaten and turned to look at Zheng Fan, his eyes a little heavy.
This feeling is like you are teaching a puppy a lesson to protect its food. It is cute, but sometimes, you can feel his anger.
“Heh.”
Seeing this, Zheng Fan used all his strength to beat him again.
But perhaps being spanked as a father is not comparable to using an acupuncture as a mother. After all, Prince Pingxi, as a fifth-grade peerless master, could not kill his own son.
So, Zheng Lin remained unmoved.
At this time, there seemed to be a response from the coffin, and the friction sound became somewhat soothing.
As if to dissuade Zheng Fan from doing this.
The fourth lady beside her silently took out the needle and prepared to step forward.
Deeper underground,
In that cage,
The man in black armor slowly opened one eye.
Since the last time Xue San poured his blood on him in exchange for him killing the Taoist,
his activity seems to have recovered a little bit, at least, he is not like before. Stuck in eternal dead silence, now able to occasionally react autonomously.
The man in black armor seems to be aware of what is happening above,
his lips are slightly open,
With disdain,
said silently:
“Waste... thing...”
The word “waste” was naturally meant for Prince Pingxi.
Because the other people around him had unusual auras, after several visits, the person standing in the main position was just a fifth-grade martial artist...
In the eyes of the black-armored man, this level of cultivation is no different than trash.
However,
at this moment,
Zheng Lin, who was being spanked by Zheng Fan and his biological father was holding back his breath,
suddenly Extremely angry, he bared his teeth and started shouting:
"Ahhhh!!!"
The cry of a child is inevitably accompanied by the sound of milk;
So, to outsiders, this is a child being beaten by his own father. I'm crying.
But his own father was shocked at this moment,
because he could clearly see the anger and hysteria in his son's eyes, like a wild beast that had been touched, facing him. The enemy gnashed his teeth.
Not facing his biological father who was beating him,
but facing the stone gate deep inside.
(End of this chapter)