high official

Chapter 240 Yao Guangxiao

Early the next morning, Wang Xian, accompanied by Xian Yun and his friends, came to Qingshou Temple at the foot of the imperial city.

There are many temples in the capital, but only this Qingshou Temple was built among the mansions of princes and nobles, because its predecessor was the mansion bestowed by the emperor to Jingnan’s number one hero, but it was changed into a temple by Yao Guangxiao, and then he appointed himself a temple. Host, this is where you live.

It is said that he used to wear court clothes during the day to go to court, and then changed back to monk clothes to meditate after going down to court.However, in the past two years, the emperor thought that he was old, and he was exempted from his daily routine. He was called into the palace for consultation only on major events. Practicing Zen in the monastery is no different from ordinary old monks.

Therefore, Wang Xian did not make an appointment, so he went straight into the temple gate, and when he went in, he saw that the three Buddhas of the third generation were enshrined in the temple. little difference.If you want to talk about the difference, the incense in the temple is really worthwhile. Wang Xian has read the almanac, and today is a good day to worship the Buddha. Other temples are probably already full of good men and women, but this Qingshou Temple is deserted. Pilgrims are hardly seen.

"How many benefactors are here to offer incense? You really came to the right place," the Zhike monk showed surprise when he saw Wang Xian and the others, and hurried forward to greet him: "The Buddha in this temple is alive, don't worry It’s about praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, getting married and seeking children, getting promoted and getting rich, everything can be done!”

Wang Xian is so sweaty, why does he feel like he has entered a black shop, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Little master, we are here to worship Buddha, how much is it for a stick of incense?"

"What money is not money, no money!" Zhike monk accompanied him with a smile: "I don't care about your vegetarian food. The vegetarian food in our temple is a must, even the emperor is full of praise!"

"Uh..." Wang Xian didn't believe it. If it was so good, this Qingshou Temple would have been crowded long ago, so how could no one come.

But he came to beg for help, and Zai recognized it, so he first offered incense to the third Buddha and the three great masters in response to the scene. Two young monks stood beside the bill and rang the bell for him when he offered incense. Wang Xianxin said , This must be charged.

After getting up, the Zhike monk led them to have a vegetarian meal at the back.

When several bowls of hot noodles were served, Xian Yun and Wu Wei were secretly vigilant, and the latter took a bite first.Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Wu Wei smacked his lips and said, "It's really delicious!" Although his medical skills are not as good as his father's, he can still taste whether there is poison in the noodles.

"Of course," the Zhike monk said proudly: "The little monk said that the emperor was full of praise after tasting it!"

Everyone felt relieved to eat the noodles, and it was really delicious. They were just dealing with it, but now they ate all the noodles so that there was not even soup left.Ling Xiao was still thinking, wiped his mouth, and said loudly: "Xiao Er, have another bowl!"

"Okay." The Zhike monk had probably worked as a waiter before, so he responded in a joking manner.

Wang Xian was so sweaty, he quickly stopped the Zhike monk and said: "Don't pay attention to her, she has big eyes and a small belly." He touched a piece of gold leaf, handed it to the Zhike monk without a trace, and said: "Thank you, master, for giving me the fast meal."

"I said I don't want money." The Zhike monk handed it back to him regretfully, "Don't dare to break the rules."

It seems that money is really not needed, Wang Xian wondered, then why no one came to offer incense and worship Buddha?But now is not the time to be curious, he asked, "I wonder if the abbot is here today?"

"Of course the abbot is here." Listening to him asking the abbot, the monk who knew the guests put a smile on his face and said, "But there are no outsiders."

"I have this, so I'm not a foreigner?" Wang Xian revealed the bodhi rosary.

The Zhike monk was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "The almsgiver is waiting here, and the monk will report to the abbot."

After a while, the Zhike monk came back and said, "The abbot has invited this young master."

Wang Xian and the others stood up, but the others were stopped by the Zhike monk and said: "Everyone stay here, the abbot only invites this young master to go over, everyone may as well stay here and eat noodles." The arrogance of looking down on all beings.

"You..." Ling Xiao raised her brows, but was comforted by Wang Xian and said, "Don't worry, this is Master Daoyan's dojo, the safest place in the world."

On the face of the knowledgeable monk, there was a trace of a smile that counts your knowledge.

Wang Xian then left the brothers in the dining room, and followed the Zhike monk to the meditation room in the backyard.

The meditation room was very empty and spotless. Under the signal of the Zhike monk, Wang Xian took off his shoes and went into the inner room alone.

I saw an old futon sitting on an old futon, wearing a gray monk's robe, with a white beard and eyebrows. I saw his thin cheeks, a hooked nose, and a pair of triangular eyes. It has nothing to do with kindness.

"Kid Wang Xian pays homage to Master Daoyan." Without an introduction, Wang Xian was sure that this must be Yao Guangxiao, and hurriedly saluted deeply.

"Sit." Yao Guangxiao also took a look at him, his voice was old but not hoarse.

Wang Xian knelt and sat on the futon opposite Yao Guangxiao. Although the ancients used to sit like this before the Song Dynasty, Wang Xian lived in the Ming Dynasty and always sat on chairs. Now he is not used to kneeling.

"Prayer beads." Yao Guangxiao said again, this time there was an extra word.

Wang Xian hurriedly offered the bodhi rosary with both hands, Yao Guangxiao glanced at it, but didn't answer it, "The kid asked you to come?"

"No." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "The big man gave me this string of Buddhist beads, saying that he would come to Qingshou Temple for help if he encountered serious problems in the capital."

"He really thinks highly of me." Yao Guangxiao said with a sneer, "A single monk in the old man's district can help you recite scriptures and supersede salvation. If you want to catch ghosts and fortune-telling, you have to turn right at the door and look for it in Xianyun Temple."

"Master was joking." Wang Xian said with a smile, "Didn't you say that the temple will respond to requests?"

"If the Buddha was really responsive, he would have already filled up the incense in this temple." Yao Guangxiao said coldly.

"That's what they asked for." Wang Xian still smiled slightly: "Qingshou Temple is the Buddha's ashram, and they worship the old abbot in their hearts, so the Buddha will naturally ignore it."

"..." Yao Guangxiao glanced at him and said, "Aren't you the same?"

"It's not the same." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "I came to worship the old monk, and I worship the old monk in my heart."

"Hehe..." Yao Guangxiao sneered and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to practice meditation at such a young age."

"My boy doesn't know what Zen is." Wang Xian said with a smile, "I just say what I have to say." He saluted deeply and said: "My boy is really in a huge difficulty, I beg Master to help you."

"..." The smile on Yao Guangxiao's face disappeared, and he said slowly, "With this string of Buddhist beads in hand, Jin Yiwei dare not make things difficult for you."

"But the villain is not for me." Wang Xian said in a low voice.

Yao Guangxiao was not surprised, he raised two eyebrows and said, "So you came here for Zhou Xin?"

"Yes." Wang Xian kowtowed heavily to Yao Guangxiao and said, "I beg the old monk to save Zhou Jiantai, he is a good official who wholeheartedly serves the people!" Wang Xian kowtowed many times, only this time he was sincere.

"I'm not a Buddha, nor a Bodhisattva..." Yao Guangxiao said slowly.

"But you are the only person in the Ming Dynasty who can persuade the emperor." Wang Xian kowtowed heavily, and said in a deep voice: "We Zhou Jietai defied power and pleaded for the people, but now we have offended Tianyan, sent to prison, and are in danger. The old man The monk has done good deeds for many years, and he must know that saving one of us in Taiwan can save the lives of the common people, this kind of merit is simply incomparable!"

"Hehe..." Yao Guangxiao was amused by him, "What a sharp-tongued boy, if I don't save Zhou Xin in my feelings, what a crime it is?"

"That's not what I mean..." Wang Xian smiled and said, "However, if Zhou Niantai dies, the fate of the people in Zhejiang will be even more tragic. The old monk will definitely not bear it."

"If I had compassion, I wouldn't be Yao Guangxiao," Yao Guangxiao said with a sneer, "Zhou Xin violated the law in law enforcement, and he deserved his death. As for the people in Zhejiang, they may not be as miserable as you said...Jin Yiwei only stares at officials and gentry Wealthy businessmen don’t have time to care about ordinary people.”

"What the old monk said is too absolute. A fire at the city gate will definitely bring disaster to the fish in the pond, not to mention the officials, businessmen, wealthy gentry are also common people." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "Back then the old monk was able to intercede with Fang Xiaoru, why can't he intercede with Zhou Jietai today?"

Hearing Wang Xian mention Fang Xiaoru, Yao Guangxiao's eyes darkened, it was the eternal pain in his heart.But the old monk didn't show it at all, he just said indifferently: "Can Zhou Xin compare with Fang Xiaoru?"

"Whether Fang Xiaoru is the seed of a scholar or not, I don't know. But our Zhou Jiantai is the conscience of the Ming Dynasty." Wang Xianlang said: "If the emperor kills Zhou Jiantai, he will regret it in the future! And once this case is settled, Ming Dynasty The court will be shrouded in spy politics, and there will be no more officials who dare to challenge Jinyiwei!"

"It's alarmist, Fang Xiaoru is dead, and scholars are still coming in one after another." Yao Guangxiao said with a smile: "Don't be ashamed of my big talk back then."

"It's different," Wang Xianlang said, "Emperors in the Han, Tang and Song Dynasties were ruled by censors, but this dynasty relies on spies. Although Jin Yiwei is more convenient than censors, but it has been used for a long time, where is the law of the country? The current emperor’s authority is boundless, so naturally he is not afraid of Jin Yiwei’s mischief, but the heir to the heir is hard to guarantee that he will not lose his head. At that time, everyone will be in danger, and the monarch and his ministers will be alienated. Once the country is in trouble, how can we guarantee the loyalty of the subjects?!”

"..." At first, Yao Guangxiao only regarded Wang Xian as a smart guy and didn't take it seriously, but after hearing his bold words, he couldn't help but re-examine this young man: "You didn't learn from Cheng Zhu." .”

"Although I am a scholar, I am only mediocre in knowledge." Wang Xian said frankly: "I dare not call myself a disciple of a saint."

"Zhu Xi is an ass saint," Yao Guangxiao snorted disdainfully, as if he didn't like Zhu Xi very much.He asked again, "How about your mastery?"

"It's Wei Wenyuan, Bachelor Wei of the Imperial Academy." Actually, Wei Yuan was also in the capital, but after Wang Xian entered Beijing, he began to petition everywhere. Naturally, it would be difficult to implicate Teacher Wei at such a time, so he never visited.

"How could a nerd like Wei Yuan teach a student like you?" Yao Guangxiao shook his head in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)