Chapter 297 Peach Blossom Temple vs. Zen, internal and external body and heart! Medium

"However, the cause and effect that the master seeks is different from the following. What you see is the general trend and great compassion, and I'm just a layman. What I see is only a square inch of life." Song Yi said after meditating.

"If this is true, how can there be a haze between your eyebrows?" The monk said with a smile.

"Master, as you said, if the world is really chaotic, as a monk, you should have compassion. Why are you looking forward to it?"

"What I should look forward to, Purdue should be Purdue... is not against Buddhism."

"Now the national war has also been in line with the master's previous prediction. I want to know what the master wanted me to do in the past?"

"Do what you should do..."

"What?" Song Yi frowned and said confusedly.

"Save thousands of people, create pagodas, save achievements, and see cause and effect."

Song Yi smiled bitterly and said, "What the master said is all the work of the sages. Will you be too high for Song Yi? I really don't understand. Do you know that some things look like soldiers on paper, and the moon in the mirror... It seems to be tangible, but in fact it's just illusory?

"Ha ha, the reason why the monks become a monk is actually obsessed in the eyes of the poor monk. The Buddha's theory says that you can only see the Buddha when you let go, but in fact, you have already picked it up as soon as you become a monk. How to put it down? Since you have never put it down, how can you pick it up again? Since you can't pick it up again, why insist? So the poor monk believes that you are the right person, and you are that person! You are, aren't you, at least in the eyes of the poor monk..." The old monk said with a smile.

"Apart from these, I'm facing a problem now. How can I solve it?" Song Yi said helplessly.

"You come to the temple, not for peach blossoms or for poor monks, but it turns out that you don't have anything to ask for?" The old monk laughed.

"There is one thing. If I do it, I will suffer myself, but if I don't do it, there are many people who suffer. Should I do it?" Song Yi asked seriously.

"If the things in the world are difficult to decide, it will be decided by good and evil. If the feelings in the world are sentimental, it will be decided by taking family affection as a reference. When you turn back, no matter success or failure, you should have a clear conscience." The old monk said indifferently.

Song Yi was silent for a moment, and his heart suddenly became clear. Suddenly, he put down the stone in his heart and broke the wall. Song Yi smiled and thanked him, "Master, Song Yi dares not agree with the momentum, but in the worldly decision, the monks really read more thoroughly."

The old monk smiled and frowned slightly and asked, "I shouldn't have speculed about what you said, but I couldn't help but speculing and asking. What I'm worried about is the food in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Song Yi was shocked and looked at the old monk in disbelief and said strangely, "How do you know it's this?"

"It's not how thorough the poor monk is. It's much more difficult to guess if it's changed by others, but for you, it's more for Song Yi to guess! At this time, the war happens, and if you don't worry about the war, you may only pay attention to the matter of life and stability. The land south of the Yangtze River seems to be prosperous, but in fact, it is nothing more than water and land! There are salt boats in the water to walk around the world, and there are grain merchants on the shore that reach the north and the south... The way of the water can be ignored, so I can only guess the grain merchants, and now it is the best time for the grain merchants to move!" The old monk said with a smile.

Song Yi looked at the analysis of the old monk in surprise. He had to believe that the thoughts of these monks were much clearer, but what he actually didn't know was that the reason why the old monk knew so much was that he had a secular disciple named Zheng Hu, and Zheng Hu He is the head of the salt gang today. He knows that it is much easier to do things in Jiangnan Province than most officials in Jiangnan Province.

"Since the master has insight into this matter, can you give me some advice?" Song Yicheng asked earnestly.

"The prosperity of Jiangnan Road is well known in the world, and the reason why Jiangnan Road is so prosperous has an important reason for the water and land access in the south of the Yangtze River. The merchants in the south of the Yangtze River earn the world's silver at all means, so what really supports the prosperity of Jiangnan Road is never the Qingming decree, but the snobbery of the merchants... And among the merchants It is led by the five families of Cui, Zhao, Zhou, Chen and Shen. If you want to solve this problem, you can start from here, but it's really hard to say what the result is!"

Song Yi said with a playful smile, "The daring master really doesn't have much time to recite the scriptures, otherwise how can he know so much about the merchants in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"It's true... The poor monk's six roots and six knowledges are not clean, so he has been deeply immersed in the Peach Blossom Temple and is still counting the various trends in the dust." The old monk said lightly.

At this time, Qingyan came over and met the old monk under the introduction of Song Yi. The old monk stared at Qingyan and suddenly said with a smile, "The female benefactor's face is kind and dignified. Presumably, the child in her belly will be as beautiful as the female benefactor. As long as your official is here, you will have no worries..." < /P>

Qingyan was slightly stunned.

Song Yi also stared at the old monk suspiciously and asked, "You can guess what you can see, but how do you know that my wife is a girl in her womb?"

Qingyan also looked at the old monk in constersibility, and his face was slightly nervous.

The old monk smiled and said, "The advantage of the monk is that you can read more and learn more without working on worldly things, and since I took over the responsibility of hosting, I have learned more... There is no doubt that the lady must be a girl in her womb!"

"What if not?" Song Yi asked with a smile.

"If it's not a girl, the poor monk is willing to take off his jacket and give you another big gift!" The old monk said in awe.

"Since Buddhism pays attention to a predestined, if it is really a girl, can the master take a small name for her?" Qingyan devout Heshi said to the old monk.

She was slightly disappointed in her heart, because she wanted to have a boyfriend, but the old monk was so determined that the girl made her a little frustrated, but after seeing Song Yi still smiling, she seized this rare opportunity to let the abbot give her a nickname for her daughter.

In the folk, this is a blessing, so she was so excited that she forgot to ask Song Yi's opinion! When Qingyan woke up and was too excited to see Song Yi again, he saw that Song Yi was still smiling and had no resentment at all... Qingyan was relieved.

The old monk was slightly moved, and suddenly frowned slightly and said with a smile, "Wuhuang...how about it?"

Unparalleled?

Song Yi's expression moved, read it carefully twice, and then smiled! Originally, he thought that most of the nicknames given by the old monk carried some Buddhism, but the name Wushuang really made him a little satisfied.

The green smoke beside him thanked him with a happy face.

"Yes, the name Wushuang is quite good. Both boys and girls can use it. Thank you, master, but your prediction will not be accurate, and I will still ask you for a big gift." Song Yi said with a smile.

"The monks don't talk about it. The poor monks take the name of unparalleled meaning. You will understand it then."

"Today, the master has solved a lot of puzzles. When the peach blossoms bloom, Song Yi will come to thank you again."

Qingyan looked even more pious on the side.

When the old monk saw that Song Yi was ready to leave, he smiled at him and said, "The poor monk can say one more word and take a step back. You are still you, but the world is not the world. I hope you understand the unparalleled meaning."

Song Yi Shili smiled and said, "If there is really a day when the master saw it, it may be unparalleled..."

The old monk smiled and stopped talking. Song Yi led a confused green smoke and left the Peach Blossom Temple.

"What kind of signature did you just ask for?" Song Yi asked.

Qingyan smiled and said, "It's the signature again. The Zen master said that there is a noble spirit in the family."

Song Yi smiled faintly and did not say anything. He was still in awe but did not believe in that. But the old monk's words really benefited Song Yi a lot.

At present, Song Yi has a much better impression of the old monk, and the most important thing is that he unintentionally asked what he wanted to know. What the old monk knew did make Song Yi a little impressed. In the past, he thought that the monks and Taoist priests were all pedantic people, but the strange monk of Taohua Temple changed Song Yi's views on the monks.

Maybe the old monk has a good saying. If you can't see through cause and effect, you have to get cause and effect in cause and effect... This is the truth of life.

The old monk's body is outside, and his heart is in the secular world, so in some ways, he actually has his own reasons and fruits. Song Yi himself seems to be in the secular world, but there are many people who have been detached from this secular world. This kind of detachment can't be seen by others, and Song Yi himself does not know it deeply. However, in the eyes of the old monks who are studying and paying attention to these, Song Yi's heart is in the secular world, but in fact, he has long been more detached from all sentient beings...

"What are you thinking about? So fascinated..." Qingyan asked softly, with a smile on his face that had not changed since he came out of the Peach Blossom Temple.

"I'm thinking about something interesting... You said, if your husband and I became a great hero, what would it be like..." Song Yi said with a smile.

"In my heart, you have long been a great hero. What did you talk about with the abbot in the temple? Otherwise, how could there be such a question all of a sudden?" Qingyan said doubtfully.

Song Yi smiled and said, "It's not much fun to chat with monks and Taoists... But the point is that although their words are obscure or short, sometimes people can always see something that they can't see. This kind of seeing... is called understanding!"

Qingyan asked incomprehensiblely, "You mean, you got an understanding from the master?"

"It can be said, but the happiest thing for me is the nickname of the old monk for our children. I really like it." Song Yi said with a happy smile.

Qingyan also smiled and said, "Yes... I also like this nickname, but if I'm really a girl, won't you be disappointed? This is our first child. I wish it was a man!"

"They are all my own children. I like them. Girls are so considerate. Our family doesn't talk about those rules. Don't care. It's safe to raise the fetus." Song Yi stroked Qingyan's plump belly and said gently, with a strange look in his eyes.