Chapter 83 Chapter 83 Shaolin Tongbao
Shaolin has always been valued by fellow martial artists, seeing that the two factions of Wudang and the Beggars' Clan were at odds, they took the initiative to mediate.Therefore, Wudang and the Beggars' Clan met to go to Shaolin to judge the truth. At this time, all the Wudang Taoists had gathered on Shaoshi Mountain.
Ling Haotian thought: on Shaoshi Mountain, Master Qingsheng came forward to mediate, Wudang and the beggar gang will never fight.I'd better hurry up and find Qing Zhao to have a drink.At that moment, he picked up the wine again, walked around the mountain, came to the side mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and asked a wise monk to see Master Qingzhao.The Zhike monk was very respectful, and he said: "This benefactor, I'm so sorry, my monastery is busy with common affairs recently, Master Qingzhao is afraid that I won't have time to see guests."Please leave your name, I will definitely inform you, and ask the benefactor to come back another day.
Ling Haotian said: Your temple is busy mediating disputes between Wudang and the Beggar Clan, I know that.But this matter is also looking for Master Abbot, the Master of Jianglong Hall must be free.
A young novice sweeping the floor next to me heard it, and laughed and said: Cough!Wudang and beggars?That's a trivial matter!Ling Haotian couldn't help but wonder: trivial matter?So what's the big deal?The little novice said: You don't know?In two months, the Orthodox World Heroes Conference held every seven years will be held at the Fengchan Terrace on the top of Mount Song.All the heads of the Sixty-Four Sect of the Orthodox Church will be gathered here. I'm afraid there won't be thousands of people coming, but it will be very lively.
The Zhike monk glared at the little novice monk and said, "Speak less."The little monk stuck out his tongue, grabbed the broom and ran away.The Zhike monk said to Ling Haotian: Don't take offense, benefactor, this child is just naughty.The master abbot went to Emei for the conference, and he is planning together with the first Zhengyin master in Emei.It was because of this that he was too busy to get away.
Ling Haotian hummed, and asked: If the abbot is not here, which master will mediate the matter between the Beggar Gang and Wudang?The monk who knew the guest said: "This little monk doesn't know."If Grandmaster Qingzhao is really too busy, probably Grandmaster Qingde will preside over it.Ling Haotian nodded, thinking to himself: Qing Zhao has high martial arts skills and high moral character, but it is still not as prestigious as Master Fang Zhang.But with these two masters around, most things about Wudang and the Beggar Clan will not go wrong.Did they enter the Shaolin Temple?If the mediation is outside the temple, I'd like to go and have a look.
The Zhike monk asked his name, Ling Haotian claimed to be Xiaosan'er, and said he would come to visit another day, so he picked up the wine load and left the temple gate.Not far away, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind me, and a childish voice called out: "Benefactor, benefactor, please stay!"He stopped and turned around, but saw that the person who came was the little novice who was sweeping the floor just now.He ran out of breath, with a big head swinging back and forth, his round face flushed with heat, he smiled and said: Donor, my uncle is confused, I forgot to ask you what gift you picked in your burden, do you want to keep it?
Ling Haotian thought: I brought wine to Shaolin Temple, although monks can't help alcohol and meat, they are always disrespectful.Bian said: This is a small gift I brought to Master Qingzhao, and I will present it face to face when I want to meet Master.
The little novice was very curious, turned his head and said: "You tell me what good things are in the burden, I will turn around and tell Master Qingzhao's uncle, so that he can have a clear idea, wouldn't it be good?"
Ling Haotian shook his head and said: No need, this thing is not too heavy, I will pick it up the mountain in a few days and hand it over to Master Qingzhao face to face.
The little monk saw that the more he refused to speak, the more curious he became, and begged: "Give me a look, I won't tell others."Seeing his eagerness, Ling Haotian couldn't help laughing, so he nodded.The little novice lifted up a lid, looked at it with his head, quickly put it back on, wrinkled his nose and said with a smile: "Oh, it's wine!"How can such a sinful thing be tolerated in my pure place of Buddhism?sin sin!Amitabha.He blinked again and said: But don't worry, monks don't tell lies. I said I wouldn't tell others, so I definitely won't tell others.My grand uncle loved wine the most, and there were always several altars hidden under the Zen bed, and I didn't tell anyone about it.
Ling Haotian smiled and said: I can't see that you are so dishonest at such a young age.How do you know that Master Uncle hides wine under the bed?The little novice said: "Of course I know."Don't think I don't know if there is no wine in my temple.Uncle Shi often secretly poured wine into the big teapot when no one was around.He asked me to pour the tea, and as soon as I smelled it, I knew there was no tea with such a taste in the world.He drank and drank, cup after cup, full of praise, how could anyone in the world drink tea like this?He drank half of the pot, and began to talk nonsense in his mouth; after drinking the whole pot, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.I have only heard that drinking tea can refresh your mind, but I have never heard that drinking tea can make you go crazy and fall asleep.Once I took advantage of his drunkenness to peek under his bed, and found his jars of wine.Later I asked him what was under the bed, and he said: That's not wine, it's wine and tea!And I don't want to tell anyone.
Ling Haotian heard that the little novice was weird, and remembered that he was also an out-and-out mischievous ghost in his childhood, so he couldn't help laughing, and asked: "Little Master, what is your Dharma name?"
The little novice said: I am a disciple of Tongzi generation, called Tongbao.Ling Haotian smiled and said: This name is good.A Daming Tongbao is exchanged for one hundred Wen.Tongbao said: "I am Shaolin Tongbao. This is the only one. There is no imitation. It is worth one hundred taels of gold."Ling Haotian smiled and said: That's right, the self-nature is originally empty, pure and perfect, you are the sixty-fourth generation disciple of Shaolin.
Tong Bao stared and said: Don't look at me as the lowest disciple of Shaolin now, in another eighty years, I will be the most senior elder of Shaolin.Ling Haotian laughed and said: What a big tone!Tong Bao, you are three generations behind Master Qing Zhao, but you don't have much respect for him when you talk about him.Eighty years later, when you become an elder, your disciples, grandchildren, great-grandchildren may not respect you very much.Tong Bao laughed and said, "Who says I don't respect him?"I am closest to Qing Zhaoshi's uncle, and he even let me taste his wine and tea.But the taste is bitter and spicy, and I don't like it at all.Ling Haotian said: "His wine and tea are not good. I have the best stuff in my bag. It is mellow and fragrant. You can drink it."Tong Bao looked at the burden a few times, wanted to try but didn't dare, and said with a smile: If you want to lead me to break the precept, I won't be fooled.
Ling Haotian said with a smile: You don't need to drink it.I am leaving.Turn around and leave.Tong Bao caught up and said, "Where are you going?"When will you come up the mountain again?Ling Haotian said: I want to see how the confrontation between the Beggar Gang and Wudang is going.
Tong Baodao: I heard from my seniors this morning that Master Qingzhao's uncle went to the foot of the mountain but did not return, so Master Qingde, master of Fuhu Hall, and Master Qingxian, master of Prajna Hall, came forward to mediate.I heard that they had an appointment with people from Wudang and the Beggar Gang to confront each other outside the Zhulin courtyard in the afternoon.Do you know how to move the Bamboo Forest Court?
Ling Haotian shook his head and said, "I don't know, please give me some advice from my little master."Tong Bao rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't I take you there."If my uncle asks later, just say that you asked me to take you there, okay?I've been sweeping the floor for a month, and I'm almost suffocated.Ling Haotian smiled and said: All right, please ask my little master to lead me there.
Tong Bao threw away the broom, and excitedly led Ling Haotian to the back mountain.After walking for half an hour, I saw a green bamboo forest in the distance, and a glazed seven-story pagoda emerged from the bamboo forest.Tong Bao pointed to the pagoda and said, "The Bamboo Forest Courtyard is in the middle of the bamboo forest."Have you seen that pagoda?That is the relic pagoda next to the bamboo forest courtyard, where the relics of Bodhidharma of our Shaolin Temple are enshrined.