Chapter 460 Crying poor (2)

"Forget it, get up, I'll have troubled you all these days!" The man in the lead came down from his mount and reached out to help Xuanji. This man was wearing a brocade robe. It was Lu Fang. Since Chen Liniang gave birth to a young son, he could take time out and rushed to Lingyin Temple to visit the mother and son. He had spoken several times to persuade Chen Liniang to move back to the mansion to rest, which was more convenient. However, Liniang, who was very gentle on weekdays, was very stubborn. He only said that the Lingyin Temple was very pure and protected by Bodhisattvas, and he must stay until the full moon before he was willing to return to the city. Although Lu Fang did not believe in any nonsense about Bodhisattva blessing, the air in the mountains was fresh and no one was noisy, just like the sanatorium in later generations. The mother was often depressed after giving birth, so she followed Chen Liniang and ran between Hangzhou City and Lingyin Temple.

"How dare you! Where did Mr. Lu say? I just did my duty!" Xuanji's face was full of flattery, and then he took a step forward, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "When the young master was born, the sky was full of red clouds, the red light entered the room, and the fragrance was filled with fragrance. With this auspicious omen, it will definitely be of great value in the future! It is extremely honorable that the young master can be the place where the young master came from!"

After hearing Xuanji's words, the faces of several soldiers around Lu Fang were all over the faces of the personal soldiers who heard him. As the news of Emperor Zhaozong's death gradually spread, those who had a little knowledge understood that the three hundred years of the Tang Dynasty were about to end. In this season of the tripod, everyone hoped that the lord who followed could unify the world, at least cut the earth into the king, and he could also be a minister of the dragon and protect his descendants. When the host said that such a handsome man was the fate of the Nine Five Lords in the future. However, Lu Fang's face looked very strange, as if he accidentally stepped on a stinky dog ​​shit while walking.

"When I read history books before, every time I read the various visions of the emperor's birth, I often laughed at the guys who compiled history books for not changing their ways. They have been similar for thousands of years. I didn't expect that today it would fall on my son." Lu Fang thought to himself. He naturally didn't believe the lies of the monk Xuanji, but he couldn't reveal it in person. After all, this lie was still a little good for him, so he had to laugh and said, "It must be time for the time being that the sunset was just shining in the delivery room. How could the dog boy have such a noble life? The host must have made a mistake."

Seeing Lu Fang's appearance, Xuan Ji couldn't help but feel a stimulating in his heart. Seeing that Mr. Lu was about to be the two kings of Zhejiang, why did he seem unhappy with the way he made a sensation? He was a very smart person. When his thoughts flashed, he suddenly thought: "Oh, it seems that Mr. Lu has already established a legitimate son. I said that this second son is precious, so where will the legitimate son be placed?" Thinking of this, he quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Lu said that I am so shallow, I hope my husband will forgive me."

Lu Fang didn't guess that Xuanji had so many twists and turns in his heart. He missed his beautiful wife and son, so he didn't have the heart to talk to the old bald donkey here, and said, "Forget it, let's go up the mountain first. If there is anything to do, let's talk about it while walking on the road."

The host quickly bowed and moved aside. A young monk came with a carriage next to him. It turned out that the mountain road in Lingyin Temple was quite steep and it was quite inconvenient to ride a horse. Lu Fang was not polite, so he got on the carriage himself. Then Xuanji followed the carriage, and the group went to the temple.

Xuan Ji was walking by Lu Fang's sedan chair, talking about the origin of the mountain scenery, but thinking in his heart how to get the topic to what he wanted to say. Originally, like Lu Fang came this time, he only needed to wait at the temple gate, and there was no need to work so hard, but he wanted to welcome the living room at the foot of the mountain to welcome Lu Fang, just to spend more time with Lu Fang and find a good opportunity to make a request. Xuan Ji experienced the world and knew the truth that "the king of hell is easy to deal with, but the little ghosts are difficult to deal with". Often, the higher the status of the people, the easier it is to talk. Pian Sheng is the little people with low status who often bite them tightly and are very difficult to deal with.

Xuanji was thinking while talking, but he was not careful and staggered by the stone steps, almost falling down. Lu Fang, who was on the carriage, saw it and quickly ordered to stop, and smiled and said, "Why don't you prepare a pair of sedan chairs at this age?"

Xuanji wanted to say that he was humble and did not dare to ride a carriage with Lu Fang. As soon as the words came to his mouth, he had an idea and changed his words: "I don't know that my temple has been very expensive in the past two years. All the monks in the temple have been walking. Even if this carriage was temporarily taken out of the warehouse."

Lu Fang was stunned when he heard this. Before he could answer, several monks beside Xuan Ji understood it and responded, pointing to the monk's robe on his body and said that the monk's robe had not been given out in the temple for several years. Many monks left the temple for livelihood and traveled. Seeing that the large jungle in the southeast was about to die.

How smart Lu Fang was, he immediately understood the intentions of those monks. Since he went to Danyang, Buddhist temples have been his main targets. Because all dynasties have had the privilege of duty-free service, they sheltered a large population and formed a semi-natural religious force. After Lu Fang occupied Liangzhe, he took advantage of various opportunities to attack many temples under his jurisdiction, confiscated land, collected couriers, disbanded monks, and managed civilians. All kinds of methods were available. Lingyin Temple was no exception. In Lu Fang's own impression, the confiscated land alone was no less than 5,000 acres of land, and it was no wonder that the old monk was crying and poor in front of him.

If Lu Fang had to give up a few words on weekdays, it would be fine if Lu Fang gave up at most. After all, a mere Lingyin Temple host would not have a chance to meet him. The evil man just asked Gao Fengtian, the monk, to do it, but today it is different. After all, his wife was still in someone else's temple, and his son was just born again, so he couldn't say anything. So Lu Fang smiled and said, "The host is very hard-working, let's do it. After I go back, I will give each monk in the temple a piece of cloth and a stone of rice. Even if it's the food and accommodation fee of Li Niang and her son."

When the monks saw Lu Fang speak, they quickly thanked him. Although a piece of cloth and a stone of rice were not large, they could also make two clothes. They could eat it for several months, and then falsely report some people to increase the number, which would be considered a small fortune. But Na Xuanji shook his head and refused, "My husband, since we have become a monk and practice, we should be frugal in food and clothing. Although there are some patches in this clothes, it is enough to cover the body and keep the cold. Even if there is a shortage of grain and rice, it is enough for the monks to pick some wild vegetables. These cloth, grain and rice should be given to the poor people nearby."

Hearing Xuanji's answer, Lu Fang was surprised, and he couldn't help but look at the old monk of about 50 again. "Maybe the person in front of him is a real eminent monk, but I looked down on him before." Lu Fang thought to himself, and he expressed his sincerity twice, but Xuanji still insisted that he could be self-sufficient in the temple. Finally, after confirming that the other party was not a false refusal, Lu Fang finally showed a sincere smile on his face: "Master Xuanji is indeed a eminent monk, with compassion. Okay, I will distribute these grains to nearby farmers tomorrow."

"Amitabha! Your husband's good deeds will definitely move heaven, and he will be blessed in the future." Xuanji put his palms together and thanked him.

Seeing that the benefits of his hand had flew away, the monks' faces were filled with bitterness, and even the sound of reading the Buddha's name "Amitabha" was a bit uneven. How smart Lu Fang was, he had already seen that this was Xuan Ji's good deeds, which was what he expected. After all, people were selfish and greedy, and even those who went out to practice were no exception. For example, it would be fine if one or two of them were selfish. If a group of people were all, then there would be no idea. At this time, Lu Fang's impression of Xuan Ji became better and better. He simply jumped off the chariot and said that he was frustrated on it and wanted to walk with Xuan Ji.

The group walked for a while and could already see the shadows of the buildings in the distance. Lu Fang looked up and saw the shadows of trees swaying, the sound of flowing water, the sound of red walls and yellow tiles, and he was so excited that he turned around and smiled at Xuanji: "No wonder Li Niang lives here and doesn't want to go back. When I have everything, I come to the temple to live in a thatched hut, throw away all the trivial matters in the world, and be a happy god. At that time, don't you, the great monk, drive me away!"

Xuan Ji smiled and replied, "Your Majesty is joking. Now it is the autumn of the chaotic times. The people are suffering from the upside down. The Holy Emperor has worries about the east. It is the time when a real man enters the world. How can You Guard Lu abandon it and live in a house after leaving the world?"

After hearing Xuanji's answer, Lu Fang looked at the quiet scenery in the distance quietly, his eyes full of hope and envy. After a while, he quickly walked forward. As the distance got closer, Lu Fang's face became more and more unhappy. It turned out that Lingyin Temple had not been discovered yet. When he got closer, he found that many temples were broken, some of which were just one foundation, and the beams and wooden pillars had been removed.

"My host, what's going on? The temple doesn't seem to be robbed, but it seems to be robbed?" Lu Fang suddenly turned around and asked.

When Xuanji heard Lu Fang's question, he was stunned for a moment and stopped talking. After a while, he whispered: "This is when Fan Changshi attacked Qian Poliu that year, he borrowed some wood from the temple, but later he forgot to return it. As a result, the temple was unable to repair it and became like this."

Although Xuanji's voice was small, Lu Fang blushed when he heard this. It turned out that the culprit was himself. When he besieged Hangzhou, Fan Niss Monk actually removed all the beams and woods in Lingyin Temple in order to avenge his father and transported them down the mountain. Many of his two large siege towers came from here. It was a long time ago, and Lu Fang forgot about it. What "borrow" in Xuanji is naturally taking care of his face. Fan Niss Monk at that time was probably borrowed with a knife.
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