Wang's little lady

Chapter 300 Master Abbot

As soon as Mrs. Xie and others saw Hongdou, it was as if they had a backbone. They quickly took her hand and told her everything that had just happened.

"These monks are so cruel. If they really let us stay outside, that's all. But what about these women?"

"Everyone prays for the Buddha's blessing on weekdays, and the Buddha will bless him. But when it comes to a critical moment, do you think the Buddha will bless you or not?"

Granny Xie was angry at what the temple had done. She didn't care whether her words would be disrespectful to the Buddha or not. It was like this anyway, and the Buddha didn't show up.

"Grandma, don't be angry. Mr. Tan from the Yamen is also here. He may be able to help us talk to the abbot of the temple."

After Hongdou finished speaking, he turned sideways to reveal Tan Captou and others behind him.

Not only Granny Xie, but also others around her felt like they saw hope.

When people from the Yamen come, the monks in the temple will definitely listen to the Yamen.

"Sir, please save us. My wife finally escaped. She wasn't born at this time, but she had fetal force."

"Sir, and my daughter-in-law, if there is an accident, my family will really be in ruins."

"And my family, my lord, my lord."

"Help us, sir, my mother is almost out of strength, wuwuwu."

Before Tan Captou could say anything, he was surrounded by a group of people kneeling on the ground.

The panic on their faces was helpless, and Capt. Tan could see it.

He also saw those pregnant women. Even though he had never given birth, he knew the danger at this moment just by looking at their expressions.

"Everyone, please be quiet for now. I'm here to talk to the people in the temple. You should listen to the doctor's instructions first. You can do whatever the doctor says."

"It's important for us to save lives. The safety of the women comes first."

Tan Captou's words are very effective. Whether it is because of his official status or his own majesty, he at least injects a lot of hope into everyone.

Everyone is making fires, boiling water, and wrapping cloths. Anyway, we are trying to find ways to make the mothers feel as comfortable as possible.

Tan Captou knocked on the temple door again, sonorously and forcefully.

The monk who was guarding the door in the outer courtyard just now hesitated when he saw someone knocking on the door again. Even if he opened the door, it would be useless. The host would not let them in.

Let’s wait until the porridge is ready.

But Capt. Tan was determined. If he didn't open the door, he kept knocking and knocking loudly. The force seemed to knock the temple door down.

In fact, it is not wrong for the young monk to think so, because in addition to Tan Baotou at the beginning, Xiaoya and Ye joined in after knocking on the door.

Two strong men knocked on the door together, but it was strange that there was not much response.

The host was also alarmed by the noise outside. He was afraid that something big would happen outside, so he had to go to the outer door himself.

On the way, I asked the young monk how the rice soup in the kitchen was going.

"Host, the rice soup will be ready in a while. When it is ready, I will take it out and distribute it to the donors outside."

The host didn't say anything more after listening. This was all they could do.

Outside the door, Tan Captou and Xiaoya were still knocking. The host asked the young monk to open the door and walked out.

It was Tan and Xiaoya who reacted quickly, otherwise they would have hit the host on the head. Seeing that the gate had finally opened, Hongdou and the others hurriedly stepped forward.

"Donors, if you are making so much noise so late at night, you may disturb other people taking refuge. Please stop." The host looked at the people in front of him and said politely.

The host also saw the official uniform on Mr. Tan's body. He must be from the yamen. The host couldn't help but sigh inwardly. This matter was indeed a bit difficult to handle.

Hongdou looked at the elderly monks in front of him and asked uncertainly: "May I ask who is the abbot of the temple?"

"Amitabha, exactly."

As long as it's someone who can make the decision. Hongdou glanced at Mr. Tan and motioned for him to speak first. Mr. Tan didn't shirk it. He had been working in the yamen for many years, so he naturally knew how useful his clothes were sometimes.

"Host, my surname is Tan, and I am the head catcher of the yamen." Head catcher Tan first revealed his identity.

"Last night there was an earth dragon turning over in Shimen Town. You must be aware of this disaster."

"These women's homes are gone and they really cannot wait for their childbirth safely at home. Only the house in your temple is intact nearby to protect them from the wind and snow."

"Please also be kind to the host and let these women who are about to give birth go in. It is really unsafe outside. If there is another shock midway, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Tan's first words were sincere, but after seeing so many women, the host still refused.

"Tan Captou is not a poor monk, but he is cruel. The temple is small and there is really no way to accommodate more people."

"And pregnant women also need a more spacious place. This temple really can't do it." The host saw that everyone had a bad look after listening to his words, and then continued:

"The poor monk has asked the kitchen to boil some rice soup. It's cold. You guys will have a bowl to warm yourself up later, Amitabha."

After the host finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and walk back. Hongdou and others couldn't help but frown when they saw the host's behavior.

Especially Meng San.

He had personally inspected the temple and was sure it could still be installed.

"Master in charge, please stay."

Hongdou stepped forward and stopped the host who was about to leave. The host paused and did not continue to leave: "Little donor, is there anything else?"

Hongdou looked at the host and said seriously: "Master, although I have never studied Buddhism seriously, there are many people who believe in Buddhism in our town, and I have heard of some."

"Master, you might as well listen. Am I remembering it correctly?"

When it came to the content of Buddhism, the host couldn't help but feel a little curious, "Donor, please tell me."

"The Buddha is a role model for all sentient beings at any time, because the Buddha's purpose is to save all sentient beings, and the Buddha's essence is to care for life."

"Master, what do you think?" Hongdou looked at the host with a confused expression.

The host naturally did not object to Hongdou's statement. Buddha is selfless and fraternal and cares for all living beings: "The little donor is right, Amitabha."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Hongdou continued to speak: "In the past, as a prince, the Tathagata could sacrifice himself as a tiger, cut his flesh and feed it to eagles after becoming a Buddha, and then undergo transformation and realize all the Buddhist principles."

"It can be seen that the Buddha can sacrifice himself in order to care for and save all living beings."

When the host saw that Hongdou knew the Buddha's deeds so well at such a young age, he couldn't help but admire him: "The donor is right, my Buddha is merciful."

"Since the host believes in Buddhism and is an apostle of the Buddha, he must also learn from the Buddha's spirit of not benefiting himself but only benefiting others."

"Today we brought a pregnant woman here to seek help. Why did the host stop us?"

The host was stunned for a moment, but he eventually circled back to where he was. Anyway, he should have guessed it.

"Girl, this is an important place in Buddhism that does not kill animals and cannot see blood. It really cannot accommodate so many women giving birth, and the temple really cannot accommodate so many people."

Hongdou heard this and interrupted the host: "If it can be accommodated, does the host dare to let a few of us in to take a look?"

Meng San checked secretly and found that the production space could still be freed up. The host clearly felt that women giving birth to children were dirty because of blood stains.

With such a Taoist practice, why should I practice Buddhism? I should just return to secular life as soon as possible.

"Donor, this poor monk is really..."

"Let the women in labor come in."

At this time, an old voice came from behind the door. The host was startled when he heard the sound. This was not it. . .

"Abbott? Why are you out here?" The host turned around and saw that he had not heard of him before. It was Master Abbot.

(End of this chapter)