Chapter 134 Cao official son
Moon stars, two Zen Temple shaded foot of the mountain in the small hut snoring loudly, but it is an unattractive young woman so indecent, her hands and feet wide open, occupying most of the bed, a domineering turn, accidentally the side of the middle-aged bald monk to kick off the bedpan, the poor monk sitting on the ground dazed for a half a dozen times, got up to put on a plain white robe, out of the house, next door was spaced by the boards out of the two small rooms, the white-robed monk Tiptoe to the daughter’s room, cover her blanket, this girl sleeps like her mother, restless. And then came to the disciple house, see this little fool in all likelihood had a good dream, presumably dreaming with something where to go crazy play go, just focus on laughing. Decorated shabby narrow house neat and clean, home two women’s shoes and socks are always south of the sky messy, this stupid north and south is not the same, any object furnishings are never meticulous, and he gave the temple Huizi generation of monks to preach the law in general.
White monk alone out of the hut, came to the Thousand Buddha Hall, the wall painted with Vajra Lohan boxing, lifelike, the ground is uneven, totaling one hundred and two eight footprints small pits, rumors in the jianghu this is the two Zen Temple’s most powerful one of the voodoo magical powers, who if you can face the wall to see the fist, walk right one hundred and eight steps, can be stable in the world of martial arts in the top three. The reason why this hall is called a thousand buddha hall, is the two chan temple here a year a carving buddha, so far there have been buddha statues broken thousand, white monks are both this generation of monument keeper, but also this generation of a thousand buddha hall statue monks. Standing in the temple door at a glance, the ten Buddha Bodhisattvas, none of the same, compared to the three sides of the fist spectrum more spectacular and magnificent, two Zen Temple, the first generation of the ancestor had left the Buddha’s words, all into the hall, where see and hear the awareness of the people who will be given the seed of liberation of Bodhi.
Inside the hall hangs a couplet: since the step by step lotus, so far has been three thousand years, remodeling the hall for luohan. After eighty-one years of difficulties, I would like to make twenty-eight items to help the living beings to speak Dharma Flower.
Just since the white-robed monk from the extreme west land back to Tai’an City and then back to the two Zen Temple, only carved a Lohan statue, that year, just the little monk stupid north and south to lead back to the mountain.
The white-robed monk looked up and looked at the moonlight sprinkled with the statue of a thousand Buddhas behind the open door for a long time.
The little monk Wu Nan Nan appeared behind the white-robed monk at an unknown time and said worriedly, “Master, tomorrow the master’s wife is coming down the mountain again?”
The white-robed monk said with a resigned face, “Go go go, anyway, there are no more than a few coins left in the bowl.”
Stupid north and south old breath sighs: “Something down the mountain a few times, now and then with the teacher mother pick powder are only picking dead expensive dead expensive, what can be done in the future?”
“Why are you awake?”
“Just dreamed with something holding hands, the result she knocked me a chestnut, then woke up, alas. Hey, master why are you hitting me?”
“What else did you do besides holding hands?”
“No, just holding hands, what else could I do?”
“Really? Monks don’t lie, there are so many Bodhisattvas in the Hall of a Thousand Buddhas watching you!”
“Uh, besides holding hands, I also told something that I like her ……”
“No wonder you got beaten.”
“Master, the old abbot said that you are the reincarnation of the Unsullied Lohan, the third of the Lohans, and the sutras say that this Bodhisattva has no delusion and confusion troubles, how come you are always told by the master’s wife and things that you have a bitter face na?”
Not to mention the temple and the mountain, let’s say there are only four of us in the hut, who can you argue with?”
“Alas, the old abbot likes to say good things to everyone, being praised is really nothing to be happy about.”
“Master, why don’t you teach me how to play chess?”
“Why do you want to learn chess now?”
“Thing begged master’s wife to buy two boxes of chess at the bottom of the mountain, but master’s wife doesn’t know how to play, and Thing said that she couldn’t play against you, so she could only play with me ah.”
“My daughter is the world’s smartest, but this learning chess well, is really not so amazing, maybe also can’t play you, then the master’s copper plate is wasted again.”
“It doesn’t matter, I’ll let her.”
“Idiot! How many games can you play?”
“For a lifetime, anyway, when I cultivate the Sharizi, it’s not that many decades.”
“Okay, Master hasn’t touched a chess piece in years, go get the chess box.”
“Now? How dare I go to the stuff room ah, not to be killed, I don’t dare to run, in case I run to the monument forest like before, the stuff can’t find me what to do? At that time when the master’s wife serves the rice again only give half a bowl.”
“Where the Tao is although millions of people I go, this reasoning do not understand? What’s the point of practicing Buddhism.”
“Master, aren’t these words the cautionary tales of the Confucian sages under the mountain?”
“Is that so?”
“A thousand times true! Alas, in the past, I always heard the abbots of the temple say that you were very powerful in preaching at the once-in-a-decade Lotus Flower Terrace, and that even those scholarly honored scholars and Taoist real people admired you, but it seems to be bragging as well. Master, did you give them copper plates privately?”
“Bullshit! Doesn’t your master’s wife keep an eye on all of master’s private money?”
“Isn’t the clay pot at the back of that house under the stone tablet of The Twenty Pieces of Dragon Gate that you just asked me to bury two days ago?”
“Ha, North and South ah, the moon is nice today. You wait here while Master goes to get the chess box.”
“……”
A few moments later, the white-robed monk took two boxes of chess and a thing to let the young monk cut down the tree made of rough chess pier, master and disciple two people sit on the ground in the Thousand Buddhas Hall, the white-robed monk rolled his eyes at the crooked lines of the chess pier, discarded the use, but instead of the finger on the floor engraved out the longitudinal and transverse seventeen, the floor of the hall by a special material of the stone material is carefully paved, the world is called the “King Kong Mirror surface “, there has been a superior to the way of the swordsman with a sharp sword to cut down have not cut out traces, so that one hundred and eight clear footprints only exceptionally show into the holy magical power. The young monk Wu Nan Nan was not surprised at his master’s finger drawing lines, but only cried out, “Master, the great host is okay, the other abbots will surely have to talk to me about Buddhism for a few days and nights.”
The white-robed monk said with a disinterested face, “Let them chatter away.”
The little monk sadly said, “But they are not happy to chatter with you, master, they just grabbed me out and won’t let go!”
Ranting and raving is the unique mantra of the eccentric family of four in this temple.
White-robed monk ignored, glanced at the nineteen chess piers, eeked out, a little thought, clapped his hands and laughed: “Wonderful, it’s a pity there’s no wine. Back then, the master and you an old rascal played two draws, respectively, fifteen and seventeen, he huffed and puffed and said that if it was nineteen, the master I’m not his opponent. But look at the situation at that time this rascal is not too willing to be the first to propose nineteen ways chessboard, stupid north and south, can know who is the first?”
“Seems to be Xu Fengnian’s second sister, called Xu Weixiong, this name atmosphere. Stuff envy for a long time it, complaining that master you did not take the name at all back then. Hehe, in fact, I just think that stuff this name is the one that sounds good, this is something that I just don’t dare to say to stuff.”
“It’s this brat Xu Fengnian again! Master has to go back and write down a few choppers for him in his account book!”
“Master, now that you’re memorizing knives every day, what am I going to do if Xu Fengyen really comes to the temple in the future? Will I help things or you, Master?”
“What do you say?”
“Help master first at this moment, then help stuff when the time comes.”
“North and South, Master really didn’t see it before, you turned out not to be stupid.”
“That’s not true!”
“Not stupid or stupid, when you are not stupid one day, things will really dislike you.”
“Ah? Master don’t scare me, I won’t be able to sleep at night! I won’t have the spirit to cook for you tomorrow.”
“In that case, you can pretend that Master never said that.”
“Master I don’t want to learn chess anymore, I want to go outside the east and west rooms to recite the sutra.”
“Stupid north and south, master told you that chanting sutra is useless, sutra and this thousand buddhas in the thousand buddhas hall are dead things, if just chanting sutra can recite relics, the great presiding officer would have burned out tens of thousands of them long ago. Not to mention this, teach you to play chess.”
White monk just roughly said once the rules of go, the first game let six, master and disciple both fell like a fly, stupid little north and south naturally lost. The second game let five discs, the little monk still lost. The third game let four, the little monk lost three in a row.
White monk frowned: “north and south ah, this can not, how to give something tomorrow let chess, but also let her not see you in let chess?”
The young monk whose face was solemn once he was serious nodded his head and said, “Master, I’ll play more attentively.”
In the fourth game, only let three discs, according to common sense, the white monk let less and less discs, and did not intentionally let the water let chess, naturally should be the small monk’s game is getting more and more difficult to see, but in fact successive four games, the small monk’s situation is gradually improved.
The fifth game, the white monk looked at the sky, said: “this game do not let the son, you can hold out to one hundred and sixty hands even if you win, tomorrow you can go to play chess with something.”
Stupid north and south nodded vigorously hmmm, just to execute white first, inadvertently saw the robe has an ant scurrying, the little monk naive smile, gently stretch out two still pinch the chess fingers, let the small ant climb to the hand, and then put on the ground, wait for it to travel far, this is a crisp drop on the diamond mirror.
This game, after all, was the little monk lasted to more than one hundred and seventy hands.
The white-robed monk did not play again, smiled and said, “Are you asleep now?”
The little monk touched his bald head and said happily, “Okay!”
The white-robed monk waved his hand and said, “Go, leave all the chess piers and boxes.”
The little monk gave an oh-so-sweet sound and got up to leave the Thousand Buddha Hall.
The white-robed monk sitting on his knees waited for his disciple to go far away, about to return to the hut, only then did he hold his cheeks with one hand, gazing at the chess game with a slanted body.
The white-robed monk stretched his back and said softly, ”Cao Changqing, still so patient. No wonder he’s called Cao Guanzi.”
Apart from his words, the great hall remained silent and heavenly.
The white-robed monk reached out and grabbed, a dozen or so white chess pieces on the ground violently suspended in the air, and then with a gentle flick, the pieces shot to the side like a sudden rain.
Later, a scribe dressed in green shirt elegant man leisurely appeared in the temple, hand grasping the sixteen chess pieces, each line of a step popped a chess piece, the air is not visible chess piece trace, in the blink of an eye, white monk robe will stick on the fifteen, this drinking and eating meat and also marrying and having daughters of the immoderate monks stood firm, but thousands of sculptures of Buddha in the hall but shook, as if suffered from the heavenly demonic barriers to invasion, especially a few of the Vajra angry eyes bodhisattva luohan statue, before and after the swing is particularly horrifying momentum, must be fifteen chess pieces hit the white monk’s robe, each piece brings a qi ripples of violent agitation, only to lead to such a phenomenon.
The handsome and elegant middle-aged scribe, with only the last piece left in his hand, laughed: “It is true that no one in the world can break your vajra realm.”
Without seeing how the white-robed monk moved, the fifteen white discs crashed to the ground from the robe, and then were endowed with spirituality in general on the surface of the vajra mirror quickly rolled back to the original position of the chess game.
The white-robed monk said flatly, “Cao Guanzi’s fifteen finger Xuan is just that, why don’t you take out the Heavenly Sign realm and try it?”
The slender figure of the scribe laughed, gently threw the chess piece in his hand to the ground, a few jumps forward, just as the same as the fifteen sub obediently returned to the original position, shook his head and said: “Do not try it, back then, claimed to be able to fight with qi xuan frame of the first person of the north mang southbound, to the temple of the two chan, not the same as you can not be hurt in the slightest, only that the ground was your anger stepped out of the one hundred and eight vajra prints. However, I am very strange, you fight with people is a draw, why do you play chess or like a draw? Huang Longshi that year first to more than three hundred monks life in your game, one person as a son, this game died forty-three people, fortunately by you draw. Later, after the end of the Spring and Autumn War, Huang Longshi forced you to play again, but with the world’s hundreds of Buddhist temples in the hundreds of counties as a pawn, lose a pawn will destroy one, win a pawn will let the Liyang Dynasty to build one more, why do you still draw the game? After I observed the game, the first game you did not have much chance of winning, and the second game was clearly the one where you were expected to win against Huang Longshi.”
The white-robed monk looked up at the world-famous Cao Guanzi, similar to himself, this guy has also personally played chess with Huang Longshi, it is said that the two hands talk about nearly official stage, Cao Guanzi compared to that a few palace imperial state player of course, to be stronger than one and a half chip, but in the face of the world’s eyes of the immortal figure, the white-robed monk is still the ancient wells, and said flatly, “If I say that I’m in a hurry to home to cook for my daughter-in-law, do you believe me?”
Cao official son heard this world rare joke, surprisingly did not how to laugh, sighed regret: “Now even have a daughter, even less patience to accompany me to play until the end, it seems that there is no opportunity to play chess with you.”
White-robed monk sneered: “Who is happy to play chess with you, a game of chess can play a few months a few years time.”
Cao Guanzi, whose real name Cao Changqing had long since gone unfamiliar, sat down opposite the white-robed monk, looked at the chess game that he had actually long since become familiar with, and laughed, “This disciple of yours, he is truly formidable. It is worthy of being regarded by the Buddhist Sect as the place of hope for the end of the Great Tribulation.”
The white-robed monk calmly said, “Cao Changqing, my temper is actually not as good as you think.”
“You are willing to play chess with me, and I am not willing to fight with you. Here, the good wine that I found for you at the head of the palace.”
Cao Guanzi took off the wine pot at his waist and threw it to the white-robed monk. Then he twisted a white disc in his left hand and gently dropped it, as if he knew that the white-robed monk would not play against himself, and with his right hand he picked up the black disc and dropped it on the ground, creating a self-indulgent scene, saying, “Don’t worry, I’d rather fight with Deng Tai’a’s peach blossom branch than get involved with you; the world only knows that you’re invincible in Vajra, but I know the horrors of your vajra fury. ”
The white-robed monk took a sip of wine, frowned and asked, “Then the Han people cat didn’t even leave you behind?”
Cao Guanzi, playing chess on each side, shook his head and said, “This trip coincidentally didn’t happen.”
The white-robed monk wiped his mouth and asked, “You, the downtrodden Western Chu scholar, still misses the thought of finding that little princess who is burdened with qi and restoring the country?”
Cao Guanzi looked forlorn and said, “Why don’t I want to. It is said that she was martyred together with His Majesty the Emperor, but I never believe that the little princess will die. The Western Chu Dragon’s Qi is still present, the Qin Tian Supervisor just doesn’t dare to admit it.”
The white-robed monk tilted his head and drank a mouthful of wine, “Cao Changqing, are you here for my new calendar? The Liyang Dynasty followed the old calendar, which was originally based on Heaven, but after the annexation of the eight countries, it is obviously out of fashion, the Qin Tian Supervisor is busy with this, but my side is intermittent and not too anxious. Are you thinking of doing something about it? To your little princess of the deceased country to retain a line of restoration of life?”
Cao Guanzi suddenly stood up and bowed to the end, refusing to straighten his back for a long time.
The white-robed monk sighed, “Cao Changqing, do you really not know that this is an act of usurping destiny against heaven? You are not clear about what happened to the previous Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain?”
This Cao official son, who had almost swept to the top of the Jianghu Lake in twenty years and whose arrogance did not lose to anyone, still did not straighten his back.
The white-robed monk hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice, “It’s not that I don’t help, but the general trend is that the old Western Chu is simply unable to make things happen, and what can be done with the old Imperial Master Sun Xiji inside and outside? Do you really think that the whole world is a fool waiting for death? Xu Snapdragon Gu Jiantang is not dead, the six feudal lords are not dead, now add Zhang Julu, and the one in the palace, Cao Changqing, Cao Changqing, the sages only say that they can save the tide from falling, but the tide has passed, the situation has been finalized, what can you do? Not to mention you, even immortals like Qi Xuanzheng are useless!”
Cao Guanzi straightened up, stunned and speechless, his face bleak.
Outside the Thousand Buddha Hall, electricity flashed and thunder roared, and soon it was raining heavily.
The white-robed monk looked down at the white son that Cao Guanzi had played in place of his disciple, and decidedly disregarded it, where was Cao Guanzi’s dripping official son? For a while some chi, a long sigh, “just, just, this pot of wine is good wine, I can only guarantee that this little princess of western chu will not die, the rest, love can’t help, if you get an inch more, I will at most go down the mountain to the palace to ask for a pot of wine to return you.”
Cao Guanzi bowed again, turned around sparingly, and walked into the pouring rain.
This is exactly what I will do even though there are millions of people.
Confucian bravado lives on.
The white-robed monk was still a bit sentimental even though he was in the Scholarship Sect.
Just about to fall asleep was woken up by the sound of thunder, the little monk rushed to hold up the oil paper umbrella ran to see the master in the hands of more than a pot of wine, and then associated with the square that walked out of the Thousand Buddhas Hall of the middle-aged scholar, nagging and asked: “Master, this wine is that Mr. Reading sent you?”
The white-robed monk nodded.
Stupid North and South put away their umbrellas and grinned, “I propped up and took one, and just now I bumped into this gentleman, so I borrowed one from him.”
The white-robed monk glared, “What’s the point of borrowing him? I can only return it to you in a cow’s year and month! An umbrella, can be a number of coins!”
The little monk wondered, “What should I do? I’ve been preaching in the temple, and the master doesn’t give me any coins. Tomorrow, if something asks about it, it’ll be bad.”
The white-robed monk said hopelessly, “Forget it, just say I bought wine.”
The little monk gratefully shouted, “Master!”
The white-robed monk said with a blank stare, “Master is going to make a trip to the temple’s hidden scripture pavilion to hide from your master’s wife, you go to sleep.”
The little monk said apprehensively, “Master, why don’t I just tell the truth to my master’s mother?”
The white-robed monk stood up and ruthlessly knocked a chestnut on this stupid disciple’s head, “Idiot!”
The young monk smiled brightly.
The white-robed monk assiduously taught, “North and south ah, tomorrow, if the master’s wife is angry, the most for you is to eat less and work more, but your master’s wife is in a bad mood, don’t you always like to go to the bottom of the mountain to buy some clothes that won’t be worn more than a few times a year, which can be the master’s hard-earned money na.”
The little monk suddenly realized.
The white-robed monk laughed, “Go on, go to sleep.”
The little monk hmmm’d and said, “The thing is afraid of thunder, I’ll go outside the door and recite the sutra to her.”
The white-robed monk touched his bald head, this disciple.
Standing at the entrance of the Thousand Buddha Hall, seeing the stupid north and south running in the mud not caring about the rain, the white-robed monk murmured, “Stupid north and south, ah, you have a Zen, not to be ashamed of such a thing.”