Meishan Su family, Su Yun is the most virtuous

Chapter 175 Old Friend
Humph, even though your Daxiangguo Temple is so powerful, I just don’t believe it. I must hang myself on this crooked tree of yours!

Su Yun simply ran back to Fayun Temple, found the abbot of Fayun Temple, and told him his request. The abbot of Fayun Temple did not refuse to accept the request, but the price he asked for was not low.

After coming out of Fayun Temple, Lao Ding advised: "When it comes to religious ceremonies, everyone really recognizes Daxiangguo Temple. It's a bit expensive, but this is all about peace of mind."

Su Yun thought for a moment and said, "It's not that I can't afford the money, it's just that I'm a coward. Forget it, I'll think about it."

Old Ding didn't care. He smiled and said, "Okay, you are familiar with Xiangguo Temple. Just go there when you have made up your mind. If you have other matters, you can also come to me."

Su Yun watched Lao Ding leave, thought for a while, and suddenly remembered someone. He slapped his thigh and said, "That guy might be okay too. Let's go find him!"

Su Yun called A Hui, drove the donkey cart, and ran for more than ten miles to a small temple in the suburbs.

The small temple is called Chanfu Temple.

Su Yun knocked on the door, but an impatient voice came from inside, saying, "Who is it? It's so late, we don't accept pilgrims. Please come earlier tomorrow."

It was the voice of a young man, a young monk in the temple.

Su Yun chuckled and said loudly: "The master is here, come and receive the guests!"

The temple door creaked open, and a young monk stuck his head out. Seeing Su Yun, his eyes widened immediately. Then the temple door slammed shut, and a panicked voice came from inside, saying, "Master, Master, it's bad, that evil star is here again!"

Su Yun was amused when he heard this. Even after several years, this little monk was still so reckless.

The old abbot came hurriedly, opened the door and saw Su Yun. He secretly complained in his heart, but his face was full of surprise. He said, "Su... young layman, you are back in Beijing!"

Su Yun smiled and said, "Old host, how are you?"

The old host said repeatedly, "All right, all right, all right. Su Xiao, you are back. Is Su Jushi back as well?"

Su Yun looked at the old host with a half-smile and said, "I don't believe that with your ability, old host, you don't know whether my uncle has returned or not."

The old host chuckled, not feeling awkward at all, and said with a smile: "It's just a chat, and we keep talking. Isn't that how it always is?"

Su Yunha smiled and said, "Master, monks do not tell lies. You will have a hard time explaining this to the Buddha."

"Amitabha!" The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said, "The Buddha will forgive me. After all, if I preach in Bianjing without the ability to welcome and see off guests, I would have been driven out long ago.

I am considered a good person, compared to my peers in the city, who are all obsessed with money! Amitabha!"

Su Yun smiled. He was quite happy to meet an old friend and talked about the changes that had taken place over the years.

The old monk said with emotion: "Although I rarely leave my house, I have heard of Su Xiaojushi's name like thunder."

Su Yun smiled and said, "What did you hear? Why don't you tell me, old host, and see if anyone has said anything bad about me."

The old monk smiled and said, “More than a year ago, I first heard the name of Su Lang from Jiangyou, Huangzhou, from a traveler who came from the south.

What followed was your poem Linjiangxian.

Alas, I said that Su Xiaojushi was a man who could do great things. Only someone like Su Xiaojushi could write such a magnificent poem. "

Su Yun smiled but said nothing.

The old monk continued, "The next time I heard about you was when I heard about the Qingyu'an in Fanlou. Haha, to be honest, I spent a lot of time pondering over and reciting your Qingyu'an."

Ah Hui suddenly asked, "Has the old host become worldly-minded? Is there someone in the dim light?"

Ah Hui stabbed the old abbot. He was a little disgusted with a monk who was so slick.

"Ahem!" The old host coughed dryly a few times and said with a smile, "This young layman is joking. I am already very old and have been a monk for decades. There is no reason for me to be attached to the secular world.

I just feel that this green jade table is quite full of Buddhist philosophy. The Buddhist philosophy is to enlighten one's mind and see one's nature. But if one has not seen the Buddha before, then the Buddha will be just as the lyrics say: I searched for him among the crowd for hundreds of times, yet he was at the end of the dim lights.

Mr. Su, you must leave me a piece of calligraphy today so that I can study it day and night.

Su Yun smiled and said, "Okay, okay. I came here today to ask a favor of the old host."

The old host's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself: The left eye twitching means good fortune, the right eye twitching means disaster. I was wondering why my right eye kept twitching when I woke up early this morning. Turns out this is the reason!
The old monk laughed and said, "If I can help, I will naturally not refuse. But I am a monk after all. I can only chant Amitabha and do some rituals. I really can't do anything else, haha."

Su Yun clapped his hands and laughed, "You've come at the right time. I have a ritual to perform! Ha!"

The old monk was somewhat doubtful and said, "In the city of Bianjing, the Daxiangguo Temple is the most famous for its rituals. Why didn't you go to the Daxiangguo Temple, but came to my remote temple instead?"

Su Yun was furious when he heard this, "I found the monk. He has a fat head and big ears. It's obvious that he is not a monk who is devoted to chanting Buddha's name. He even openly asked me for money.

How dare you charge me 200 strings of cash for such a shabby ritual? I thought to myself, I have connections in the Buddhist community, so I won’t tolerate such humiliation from you, so I came to see you, Master.”

The old host frowned and said, "Two hundred strings of cash is a bit expensive. Usually, for a small ritual, twenty or thirty strings of cash is enough.

Ordinary people also seek out some witches and the like, and some of them can earn two or three guan. Are the rituals that small lay Buddhists want to perform relatively large-scale?"

Su Yun waved his hand and said, "It's not big, it's just that the government gave me a house, and no one has lived in it for a long time. I am still a little taboo about ghosts and gods, so I want to find a monk to clean it up. The house is a bit big, maybe the ritual I want to perform is a bit bigger? I don't understand this."

The old abbot stroked his white beard and said proudly, "I have some experience in this area. Since you are here, I have no reason to refuse. Haha, but I need to borrow some power from the Buddha. Please add some oil to the Buddha's lamp."

Su Yun clapped his hands and smiled, "This is easy. Is one pound enough? Ah Hui, give me a hundred coins for lamp oil."

Old host: “…”

The young monk said loudly, "Mr. Su, the abbot of our Chanfu Temple charges at least fifty strings of cash for a ritual. If your house has three courtyards, it will cost at least one hundred strings of cash. If it has five courtyards, two hundred strings of cash is the market price. Who are you going to embarrass with your hundred strings of cash?"

The old host looked angry and said, "What's the point of talking about money for a monk? Also, you should be more respectful in front of Su Xiao!"

He turned to Su Yun and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Su, please don't bother with him. He is a dull monk in a small temple and has never seen the world. Haha."

Su Yun looked at the old host in disbelief and asked, "You charge 200 strings of cash for entering the courtyard five times?"

The old host was surprised and said, "The house the government gave you actually has five courtyards? Are you a high-ranking official?"

Ah Hui laughed and said, "My son just took the imperial examination, and the results haven't been announced yet, so how can he become an official?

That’s because my son wrote two books, one is called "Collected Commentaries on the Mencius" and the other is called "Collected Commentaries on the Four Books".

Now, these two books have been included in the Royal Zishan Hall as teaching materials for the princes, and this house was given for this reason."

Speaking of Confucian things, the old host's eyes were obviously confused.

The little monk was surprised and asked, "Did you write the Annotations to Mencius? And the book [Although the universe is vast, as long as one has a thought of kindness and a conscience, even ordinary people can become saints]?"

"Ok?"

The old abbot looked at the young monk in surprise, with an expression that said, "You kid is actually reading Confucian materials, are you planning to rebel?"
Su Yun looked at the little monk with some surprise, then nodded and said with a smile: "I wrote it."

The young monk turned to the old monk and said, "Master, Mr. Su is a great Confucian sage. We need to help him with this matter."

Lao Heshan looked at the young monk deeply, then nodded slowly and said, "Okay."

Su Yun smiled and said, "Okay, let's go now?"

The old monk nodded and said, "Please wait for me while I pack up my instruments."

After a while, the four of them set out together, and it was already evening when they arrived at Bianjing City.

Su Yun smiled and said, "Go to my place and have a rest first, we'll go again tomorrow."

The old monk chuckled and said, "It's just a house cleaning ritual. Let's finish it at night before we rest."

The young monk smiled and said, "We are not bragging. Although our Chanfu Temple is small, when it comes to performing rituals, even the Daxiangguo Temple may not be better than us. In this area, we are called experts in our own field." Su Yun looked at the old monk. The old monk had a humble look on his face, but he stroked his beard and smiled, looking quite contented.

Oh, this is still professional.

The donkey cart entered the city. After half a quarter of an hour, the donkey cart stopped. Su Yun jumped off first, followed by the little monk, and then helped the old monk off the donkey cart.

The old monk squinted his eyes and looked at the environment, then looked at the direction of the mansion. His face changed immediately. He hurried to the side and saw the palace. He also saw the palace across the road. He was a little surprised and looked at Su Yun and asked, "What is the origin of this house?"

Su Yun smiled and said, "It was given by the government."

The old monk said anxiously: "No, if I remember correctly, this place is..."

He lowered his voice and said, "...Is this the residence of Prime Minister Chen Zhizhong during the reign of Emperor Renzong?"

"Huh?" Su Yun looked at the old monk in surprise, "You are familiar with Bianjing City?"

The old monk stamped his feet and slapped his thighs, anxiously saying, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! If I had known it was here, I would have made more preparations. Why would I come here so late at night? Come on! Come on, come on!"

The old monk climbed onto the donkey cart without help this time, and then he kept saying, "Go, go, go!"

Su Yun was shocked by the old monk's behavior. He turned around to look at the mansion, which felt a bit gloomy and a little uneasy. He quickly got into the car and Ah Hui drove back to the courtyard of Fayun Temple.

After entering the courtyard, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Su, you almost killed someone!"

Su Yun was surprised and asked, "Is this house so fierce?"

The young monk said, "Mr. Su, this house is a well-known haunted house in Bianjing City, but it's not like anyone has been killed there.

According to our experience in Buddhism, when a master first kills his servant and then his master kills his people, and then other murders occur one after another, it is usually suspected to be the work of evil spirits.

As for the host family who was killed later, the means of death were too cruel, and they were usually filled with resentment. We usually stay away from such rituals."

Su Yun frowned and said, "Old Master, you have performed rituals for so many years, have you ever seen a ghost?"

The old host shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it."

Su Yun smiled and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

The old host said, "It is better to believe it."

Su Yun: “…”

"Then can this house be lived in?" Su Yun asked.

The old host nodded and said, "I'll prepare it and go to clean it up tomorrow during the day. You can stay here."

Su Yun looked at the old host suspiciously: "Why did you lose your composure again tonight?"

The old host shook his head and said, "It's late at night and we haven't prepared anything yet. Anyone would be in a hurry. If we are ready, it won't be a problem if we do it during the day."

Fine.

The next day, the old abbot made full preparations and went inside to perform a ritual. He even went to an unknown place to invite a large group of monks to come and chant sutras and recite the Buddha's name together.

Old Ding came to watch the ceremony, and when he saw that it was the old abbot, he smiled and said, "Since Master Su can invite the old abbot of Chanfu Temple, why bother going to Daxiangguo Temple and running into a wall?"

Su Yun was surprised and asked, "The old monk is very powerful?"

Old Ding smiled and said, "This one has a legacy. The previous abbots of Chanfu Temple were all masters in this field..."

Old Ding lowered his voice and said, "...I heard that they subdued a lot of evildoers, they are very powerful."

Su Yun looked at Lao Ding and asked, "Have you ever seen a ghost?"

Old Ding waved his hands and said, "No, no, everyone is spreading this rumor, and I don't know if it's true or not. But since they have this legend, it means that if it exists, then they must be very powerful."

Su Yun shook his head when he heard this. This was obviously a good thing, but now it had become so troublesome.

This house is nice, but I feel uneasy living in it. I am suspicious every day and I can't feel at ease!
However, this house cannot be returned. Political matters affect the entire body. So let it be.

Later, let Ah Hui and Ah Hu find dozens of strong men to live here together for a while. After they get married, they can hire more servants. When they are popular, they will feel at ease.

After the old abbot finished the ritual, Su Yun gave him two gold ingots, which weighed a total of twenty taels.

The old host looked at Su Yun in surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"

Su Yun smiled and said, "I don't dislike the high fees at Daxiangguo Temple, I just think their skills are not good enough.

The old host is very professional and has found so many monks to help. How can I let you suffer any loss? "

The old host said: "This is too much, this is already four hundred strings of cash, we don't need so much!"

Su Yun smiled and said, "The situation is different. This is a haunted house. Anyway, you took the trouble."

The old host was immediately amazed in his heart, this is the person who can do great things.

Hehe, the old host was also secretly happy in his heart: I finally see the return on my money!
He had eaten and drunk for free before, and even got small gold ingots knocked off his hands. This time, he originally wanted to pave a way for his disciple, but he didn't expect to get so much money back.

Su Yun, ah Su Yun, there will be a day when you will fall into my hands, hahahaha.

Although the old monk was cunning and sly, Su Yun knew what the old monk was thinking at a glance and found it funny.

Although the master and disciple were snobbish, they had no choice but to do so. As they were old friends meeting each other, Su Yun had no reason to cheat them. Moreover, they really helped, so it was reasonable for them to be compensated.

But the old monk hesitated for a moment, and handed back the two gold ingots reluctantly.

Su Yun asked in surprise: "Old host, what are you doing?"

The old abbot looked at the young monk and said, "This kid said he wanted to help you, so it's not appropriate to accept this money."

Su Yun looked at the young monk, who had respect in his eyes. Su Yun smiled and said, "Old Master, do you have anything to say?"

The old monk said quickly, "We are monks, and we have no place to ask you for help. But if you become a high-ranking official in the future, and our Chanfu Temple is in trouble, please lend a helping hand."

Su Yun hummed and said, "Little Onodera, what's so difficult about that?"

The old monk said, "Chanfu Temple is a registered temple, not a wild temple. It's just that I'm old, and I'm afraid that after I pass away, the young monks won't be able to control me, and the temple will be taken away by others."

Su Yun nodded and said, "Okay, if there is such a thing, you can come find me."

The old monk was overjoyed and quickly handed the gold ingot back.

Su Yun waved his hand and smiled, "I am willing to help you in the future because we know each other. I give you these as a reward. Just accept them without worry."

The old host refused to accept it no matter what. Su Yun signaled Ah Shou to accept it, and then the master and disciple both smiled.

Su Yun confirmed again: "Can this house be lived in now?"

The old host nodded and said, "You can stay! If you are worried, Master Su, I and your disciple will stay here with you for a while."

Su Yun was delighted to hear this. With a professional like the old monk around, he felt more at ease regardless of whether there were ghosts or not.

The old abbot probably wanted to fight for the little novice monk, so he took the little monk in and lived there that same day.

(End of this chapter)