Chapter 22 Dharma Conference

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, there were tens of thousands of empty alleys in Ye City, the capital of Daqi.

From the morning, there were a lot of people inside and outside Ye City. From the three palaces, they ran out of the vast team, dressed in fresh armor and angry horses. Protecting the golden dragon winding columns hanging on the black gauze on all sides of the treasure dome, the golden branches wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and attractive flower branches around the column Baolan hanging yarn phoenix driving, and the wooden embossed golden sedan chair of the concubines, the incomparable ** infinite decorative carriages and horses of the royal and grandson nobles, the queue came out neatly.

"Due Du Du Du Du..." The gate of Anguo Temple, located outside the west gate of Ye City, was opened, and the monks with bald cloth shoes lined up along the stone steps up the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, recited the Buddha's name, and knocked on the wooden fish with his hand. The treasure was dignified. He was waiting at the foot of the mountain and waited for the nobles to go up the mountain in turn.

"There are so many monks in Anguo Temple, it's really elegant~!"

When the king came, the feather forest was waiting, and the people knelt down. Today, His Majesty King Cheng is dressed in black dark gold entangled with flowers and five dragons and clouds, and a pair of cloud shoes step out to take advantage of the public opinion. Seeing this from the bottom to the top, a piece of bald head is a condensive - the first to win! The handwriting of Anguo Temple this time is very novel.

The phoenix next to him stepped out of the silver silk dark weaving lotus, and with a smile, the queen led many deep palace figures coming out of the hanging mantle sedan chair like Hua Meiji, "King" "King!" A piece of warbler and swallow's delicate voice...

A man in black robe next to him came forward and smiled like an abyss. "The king respects Buddhism and teaches. I hold all the rivers and mountains. The people live in peace and belong to the sea." A few words are short and powerful, and they have praised the king like Emperor Yao and Shunwu.

King Cheng's eyes were taken back from the mountain scenery with red leaves in the pale green and yellow of the distant mountains. He brushed the monks who cropped their heads together, knelt down and worshipped the people who bowed to the people. He listened to the shallow smiles around him in his ears, and couldn't help but feel that his heart was stirring. It was really like the heroic as He Shikai said. "The empty wise old monk, there is this Wait for ** ingenuity!"

He Shikai smiled and came forward, "Anguo Temple will do its best to host the Dharma Conference by the king to promote the demeanor of our famous temple." While talking, he raised his eyebrows and naturally looked for a clear but bold person in a group of bald heads, but to no result.

The king's pair of eagle-like eyes passed by many royal families standing far away, and in an instant, he came forward with the hand that came up by He Shikai.

The concubines behind him smiled as if they hadn't seen it. The guard beside him straightened his head without squinting, and the people on the kneeling did not dare to raise their heads and knelt down repeatedly.

Some of the monks came forward and bowed to lead the favorite minister of the most noble emperor all the way forward, explaining the scenery in detail all the way.

Behind the royal nobles, the powerful and rich businessmen followed one by one. They dared not take a breath and followed silently.

Fortunately, the Xishan Mountain where Anguo Temple is located is not high, but the scenery is beautiful, and the mountains and rocks are full of ancient trees. Although the color in late autumn is cold and the grass is withered and yellow, the green grass in the stream, the moss under the stone, and the occasional wild chrysanthemums still make people feel relaxed and happy.

I don't feel lonely when I look at the distant mountains all the way.

Turning to the mountain gate, I saw neatly lined long cases on both sides of the mountain gate, and the exquisitely made rattan baskets and bamboo baskets were placed on the table.

Inside are wood carvings, or stone carvings, inlaid with silver and jade, ink stone-bottomed Buddha statue utensils, wooden fish bells, and beaded Buddha hands, which are nearly half smaller than the ordinary size, but because of the exquisite workmanship and cute shape, it is more extraordinary, which makes people can't put it down.

In addition, after the long case, he stood a dozen bald monks in white socks with round heads and big eyes. With a grin, he grinned and showed a row of glutinous rice teeth, and a small face smiled like a golden child in front of Buddha.

"This little monk is so cute!" On the side of the king, a beautiful concubine smiled with joy. She broke away from the team and couldn't help pinching the round face of the little monk.

The little monk didn't speak well. He was not annoyed when he was pinched in the face and ate tofu. He smiled and brought the purple gold rice bowl that the Tang monk holding in his hand used to get the sutras.

After pinching, the little monk was picking up a string of Buddha's hand in the bamboo basket and looking at the concubine was stunned by the little monk. He frowned and looked at the little monk in front of him and raised the bowl straight to his nose. He also deliberately pointed the golden lacquer characters engraved on it at the concubine, "Please generosity", "Ask for charity" and "Ask for comfort"!

In the past, she went straight to the venue with the king. The concubine looked at the little monk and blinked her eyes but did not move. The clear sound of standing by the mountain gate waiting for the test results was very anxious: the first shot did not start. What should I do later?

He was wondering whether to pull the Xiangke pretended to be Gongsun Yi over for a demonstration - but he was far behind him and couldn't get close to him at all. He saw Shi Ran come out of the elegant and elegant Lanling King, threw a small ingot of red gold ingot in the small monk's bowl, touched the little monk's big head and led him to Shi Shi. However, he walked back to the team and said, "Your Majesty, the boy in front of the Buddha's seat, please give generously and bless the king for ten thousand years."

The little monk was so cute that he really shook the purple bowl at the king, and his two big eyes stared at the king brightly. His Majesty King Cheng didn't bring these things on his body, but he was a quick-responsive person. He waved his hand to the concubines beside him, "Go and choose what you like. Remember to give alms!" In the blink of an eye, everyone's eyes were diverted.

He Shikai looked at the king of Lanling, stood forward and bowed with a smile on the side of the king. When he was bowing, he faded an ink jade ring to the palm of his hand and stuffed it into the king's hand. "I also want to be a good person and ask the king for your approval."

The king had more things in his hand, and he didn't look down. He threw the ink jade ring into the little monk's bowl with his palm as if he didn't care. Thank you for the king's grace!" The king of Lanling immediately patted the little monk's head and kowtowed him to the ground.

These rabbits rise and fall, which is extremely neat. Others only said that it was a scene of begging for grace. Unexpectedly, the tide between several people was surging with their own intentions.

The queen over there turned her head and saw a trace of sarcasm in her eyes, and she did not take anything in the basket. With a fling of her fingers, a woman came forward and threw a golden ingot ingots in the purple bowl in the little monk's hand.

When the king and queen started here, the concubines suddenly found that things were not for nothing. For a while, they laughed and took small silver ingots from their sleeves one after another, and the little golden barn was thrown into the little monk's bowl.

With the exemplary role of the concubine of the harem, so when I entered the mountain gate, everyone held a Buddhist ornament, sprinkled countless gold and silver, and then continued to move forward.

This scene fell into the deep eyes of the adults. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled. He glanced at the Lanling King, who stood beside him with a leisurely face, and looked at the clear sound hidden beside the pillar, and followed the king without saying a word.

Going further in, there is a huge incense burner in the courtyard of the Great Hall of Anguo Temple, surrounded by smoky fog.

On both sides of the incense burner are neatly long bundles and ultra-long bouquets of super-large Buddha incense, bright and dazzling red lotus candles, all of which are beyond ordinary specifications. In short, a word, big!

Aren't you going to burn incense and worship Buddha? Don't you want to highlight piety? Of course, the larger the weight, the more sincere it is.

Under the control and guidance of King Wucheng of the Great Qi, he inserted a huge Buddha incense into the incense burner and then worshipped. Below is the queen, the concubine, and the ministers.

"The king has given ten thousand gold, and has engraved it on the Changsheng tablet of this temple. In the future, he will burn incense and worship every day, and recite to bless my longevity and the sky, and there will be boundless all over the world."

Fat monk Qingchen stood by the stove, with a solemn look and a respectful voice. The king worshipped and read it again. The queen and concubine worshipped and read it again. The royal minister worshipped and read it again. The straight thought is well known to everyone - oh, your majesty's alms...

The king was introduced to the home of the Dharma Conference. Famous monks in various temples have sat in the venue. Sandalwood tables and chairs were placed on both sides of the venue. The king sat in the main seat in the middle, and the concubines, powerful ministers, and envoys from various countries took their seats one by one.

With a bell, the lingering sound curled, and the venue became quiet. Master Kongzhi said the opening remarks after a few words. It is customary for the king to say a speech about respecting Buddha and faith in Buddhism, but today, the king is obviously in a good mood. He sits lazily on the chair and can't sit like a mountain, waved his robe sleeves, his fingers are standing on his side, and his eyes are squeezed.

He, who was pointed out as an endorsement, stepped out with an adult. As he walked, he grinned at somewhere in the bald heads under the stage. A gloomy and sad smile reached the corners of his mouth. "According to the order of the king, this Buddhist ceremony is not limited to identity and qualifications. Each temple, whether it is a temple or a famous monk, can represent the temple. Enter the test scriptures.

The monks who were waiting to listen to the king's decree were slightly stunned. In the past, there were representatives of famous monks from various temples. After sitting on the stage and waiting for the challenger to come on the stage, they gave examples of scriptures to refute one by one. The challengers were also famous monks for a while. Why did you change the rules today?

Gongsun Yi stood in the pile of merchants, huddled in the dense crowd. When he heard him talking to Shi Kai, he was holding his fingers to calculate the gifts of the women and nobles just now. No, how much money was there in the offering? It seemed to be something in the words of Yecheng Hongren and Shi Kai. His open fingers stopped and continued to break his fingers. I went.

The Lanling King on the chair originally lowered his head slightly and looked at his fingers attentively. Hearing the words of Lord He Shikai, he raised his eyes, his eyes swept behind He Shikai, and lowered his head without a trace. The tip of the boot is slight.

Under the pine trees not far from the mountain gate, in the bald head surrounded by the city circle, Qingyin is squatting and looking at the ingots in the little monk's bowl. One ingot, two ingots..." The super little monk selected by her was really cute. Not only was his little face touched red, but the purple gold bowl was stuffed with gold, silver and jewelry, and even the coat on his body was full of gold and silver. In addition, the Buddha incense, which was demonstrated devout by the king, was also sold out, and the literary ministers and generals who patted their beards bought them one by one.

Is the marketing successful? Are they all on sale? The sound of joy is like scratching the heart. I didn't know that the danger had quietly moved towards me.

On the stage and the adults stroked their hands on the table and pressed them gently, "The king comes in person, and the envoys of all countries are all over. The final winner of the Dharma Conference will be rewarded by the king to give ten thousand taels of the Buddhist temple where the repair is located. His person is even more ordained as a holy monk to highlight the Dharma and spread the teachings."

As soon as this sentence came out, there was a hustling sound under the stage. Not only are those young monks who want to emerge from the conference with joy in their eyes, but also many monks who have been refined for many years who have been like mirror stone in their hearts are also withered wells, and it is difficult to hide the excitement in their eyes.

Famous and profitable! Sure enough, it is a great ** that secular mortals can't refuse. Let's see if he can still stick to it under his fame and wealth. He Shi opened his eyes to see all the monks under the stand, showing a gloomy smile.