Daming: Ascend to the throne as the emperor, start the game with land gods

This is.

Incense money!

"Amitabha, Concubine Zheng and Her Majesty King Fu are here to ask for a lottery or to clear up doubts?"

The old abbot stepped forward and said solemnly.

His eyes only glanced at the sandalwood box, and he didn't stop at all for the gold and silver.

"Master, I'm here to ask for a lottery!"

Concubine Zheng bowed and said with a little fanaticism in her eyes.

It seems that the person in front of him is the living god and Buddha.

"Begging for what?"

"Pray for my son's luck in going to the capital!"

"The Buddha is in front of you, and King Fu is in front of you, so His Royal Highness will come down to draw lots."

"It should be so!"

Zhu Changxun's obese body leaned against the Buddha, and under the watchful eyes of the old abbot, he drew a lottery.

Sign the poem and say: Cranes come out of the clouds, people return from the moon, and the face is full of joy, so there is no need to frown.

"Mage, how?"

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness Fu, Concubine Zheng, sign up."

After the old abbot saw it, he showed joy, and said with a light smile: "Good luck, everything you ask will never be disadvantageous."

"Thank you mage, when I return to Luo in the future, I will bring a generous gift to fulfill my wish!"

Zhu Changxun said with satisfaction.

The uneasiness in my heart about the invitation to Beijing also eased a little.

For many years.

He actually had a little fear of the Forbidden City.

Think back ten years ago.

When my father was alive, he could enter and leave the Forbidden City as he wished, and no one dared to stop him.

It's really time.

"His Royal Highness, Concubine Zheng, if you haven't come to see my Buddha for a long time, you might as well be guided by the poor monk, walk around the halls and worship, so that the lottery you ask for can be protected by the Buddhas."

The old abbot put the lottery in his hand back to its original place, and suggested softly.

It didn't come easily.

How can I just ask for a visa and leave?

"What the mage said is very true, please excuse me!"

Zheng Guifei heard the strings and knew the elegance, she nodded and said.

He took off the beeswax beads bracelet on his wrist and put it in the incense box.

beeswax.

One of the seven treasures of Buddhism.

Beautiful, magical and unique.

this string.

A daughter is hard to buy.

Although Zhu Changxun didn't know the way, but he knew that there was something to learn from, so he took off the agarwood Buddha bead bracelet on his wrist and put it into the incense box.

Agarwood.

A piece of ten thousand dollars.

this string.

When millions of dollars.

In this regard.

The old abbot smiled more on his solemn appearance.

When stepping out of the Great Buddha Hall.

Calmly, he gestured to the little monk.

Behind the Great Buddha Hall is the Daxiong Hall where the third Buddha is enshrined, and the eighteen arhats are arranged on the two sides.

These statues of arhats are in sitting postures, with different postures and expressions. They were made with the technique of folder dry lacquer statues in the Yuan Dynasty and are very precious.

The so-called method of clamping dry lacquer statues is generally to first wrap and mount the clay tires with lacquer, hemp, silk, and silk, and then expose the mud tires to make statues, which is extremely expensive.

Behind the main hall is the Jieyin Hall, and behind it is Pilu Pavilion, the last Buddhist hall in Baima Temple.

Pilu Pavilion is on the Qingliang Terrace, which is made of blue bricks. It is nearly two and three feet high, about three feet long and one foot wide.

Pilu Pavilion is dedicated to Sakyamuni's pure dharma body Pilu Buddha, next to Manjusri and Samantabhadra Bodhisattvas.

The back wall of the pavilion is inlaid with a stone tablet, engraved with "42 Chapters".

"His Royal Highness, Concubine Zheng, do you feel anything along the way?"

The old abbot stood on the pavilion and asked actively.

The pavilion and the surrounding buildings form a self-contained pattern, forming a small courtyard with a pool of water in the courtyard.

In summer, there will be lotus blossoms and several ancient cypresses, lush and lush, refreshing and pleasant.

However, even now, looking from below the stage, the entire courtyard seems to be in the air.

"My Buddha is merciful, everyone in the world should take refuge in my Buddha!"

Concubine Zheng said with emotion.

His face showed a look of compassion.

"This king sees all the Buddhas in my Buddhist sect, the golden body has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has been dilapidated, which has damaged the image of my Buddhist reverence in the eyes of believers.

This king is very sad. When I return to Luo in the future, I will rebuild the temple and reshape the golden body for my Buddha! "

Zhu Changxun said piously.

come here.

The mind seems to have been sublimated.

I can also vaguely feel the deep meaning in the words of the old abbot.

Buddha.

How can there be nothing in vain.

Renovating the temple and reshaping the golden body is only worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

"His Highness Fu Wang has deep roots of wisdom and is so pious. I believe that the Buddha has already sensed it. Going to the capital will be smooth sailing."

The old abbot prayed.

the bottom of my heart.

is silently calculating.

"Xie Fa..."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

The melodious bell rang.

Interrupted Zhu Changxun's thanks.

Not for a while.

There was also a melodious bell from far away.

Subsequently.

Many temple monks go to the hall to chant scriptures.

The sound of bells and sutras.

A wonderful tone of voice was formed.

It does not feel noisy to human ears.

"This?"

Zhu Changxun asked doubtfully.

It's night.

Why did the bell strike in the temple, and how could there be a corresponding bell in the distance?

"Amitabha, perhaps it is my Buddha's pious response to His Royal Highness Fu Wang."

The old abbot put the Buddhist ceremony on his chest, and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness, the lucky star."

"The Buddha has a feeling, my son, don't break your promise, return to Luo in the future, rebuild the temple for the Buddha, and reshape the golden body!"

Concubine Zheng was overjoyed and said excitedly.

He has practiced Buddhism for decades.

Get a "response" for the first time.

Although it was obtained by the son, as a mother, she is honored.

"Buddha, my disciples do not lie!"

Surprised and delighted, Zhu Changxun gave a deep salute to the Daxiong Palace and said reverently.

heart.

Suddenly I feel that tens of thousands of taels of silver are not enough to express the Buddha's heart.

He secretly decided to return to Luo in the future.

When offering 10 taels of silver.

May my Buddha bless you!

King Fu and Concubine Zheng left.

The old abbot waited in front of the temple gate until the carriage disappeared before he stopped reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Abbot, come back!"

The little novice appeared and helped the old abbot back to the temple. With his head lowered, he glanced at the rut of the carriage of the palace...

Chapter 94 Three Thousand Temples, Three Mountains

The Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army.

Commander Shen was flipping through the secret letter of the secret envoy.

Stop at Luoyi.

"Fu Wang, Pig King!"

Commander Shen made the corners of his mouth twitch.

The nearby bell.

and farther bells.

They are the bells of the White Horse Temple and the bell tower of the East Street in Luoyi City.