The wind and the moon

There was nothing left and right, Song Yinsheng took a copy of "Poems of the Late Tang Dynasty" on the bookshelf to read, and asked Mo Yun to choose a book to read, Mo Yun agreed, and carefully looked at the four books and five classics in the bookcase , all kinds of historical biographies, poem manuscripts of various dynasties, etc., thinking that there are some of these calligraphers, so I want to take a copy of "Jiaxuan Ci" to read at random, but just as I stretched out my hand, I suddenly saw the A copy of the Bodhi Sutra.

"The Bodhi Sutra? I don't know what manuscript it is?" Thinking, Mo Yun took it out.

When Song Yinsheng saw it, he just smiled coldly and said, "I'm getting more and more lost, I don't have a life, but I want to realize it!"

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't understand the meaning of his words. He wanted to put down the scriptures, but he had already opened them. It was hard to put them down again, so he had to sit down silently and read, but felt that the stories recorded in the scriptures were quite There is a mysterious and profound reasoning, which attracts people's hearts. Without knowing it, you can be fascinated by it. Suddenly, you read the story in the chapter "Five Lanterns Meeting Yuan". Venerable Kasyapa broke his face and smiled, and the World Honored One said: Wu Youzhengyan Dharma, Nirvana wonderful mind, reality without form, subtle method, no words, non-teaching, and Fu Zhu Maha Kasyapa.

Mo Yun's mind had gradually opened when he first read the scriptures. When he read this, his thoughts moved again, and he thought, "Nianhua is already laughable, so why is everything in the world not worth laughing at?"Let everything be entangled in all kinds of ways, and I will be able to smile calmly, and that will be enough.Thinking of this, I completely forgot myself, and let out a chuckle.

Song Yinsheng saw that he was smiling so inexplicably, so he put down the book and said, "The Venerable Kasyapa is holding up a flower and smiling, the smile is in his heart, not on the surface."

When Mo Yun heard the words, he was slightly startled, retreated to reality, and thought: He actually knew that I was reading this truth.

Song Yinsheng said again: "One day, Su Dongpo came to Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang to meditate with Chan Master Foyin. He suddenly asked Foyin, Zen Master, what do you think of my sitting posture? Foyin looked at it and said it was very solemn. , like a Buddha. Chan Master Foyin asked, "Scholar, what do you think of my sitting posture? Su Dongpo's road looks like a pile of cow dung. Chan Master Foyin just laughed. After hearing this, Su Xiaomei said to Su Dongpo, You lost. Zen master Foyin said that you are like a Buddha because he has a Buddha in his heart. And you say that Buddha’s seal is like dung because you have dung in your heart. Zen masters believe that practicing is cultivating the mind. Your words and deeds , Every move, every frown, every look, every thought and consciousness are all heart orientations. People who understand the Tao can explore the universe, their minds are ethereal, and their Buddha nature is everywhere. The mountains, rivers and the earth are all exposed to the body of the Dharma King."

After hearing this story, Mo Yun became more enlightened, and kept saying: "Pu Luo is nothing else, vertical and horizontal are not dust. The mountains, rivers and the earth are all exposed to the body of the Dharma King."

Song Yinsheng saw that he was becoming more and more obsessed, so he smiled and said: "It is obvious that he is an idiot. The most enlightened of these Buddhist principles and Zen mechanisms is the mind, so how can it be really saved! If it can be really saved, then Aren't there not only monks and nuns in the world?"

Seeing Song Yinsheng's words, Mo Yun's heart trembled, and he regained consciousness suddenly. The idea of ​​Buddhism and Zen that he had just fantasized about disappeared suddenly, and he fell to the ground like a blue sky, and his dream just came to an end.

At this moment, Yun Yan brought in two maidservants, both of whom were eighteen or nineteen years old. Needless to say, their looks were full of temperament. From Mo Yun's point of view, they were much stronger than the ones in his original house. times.The two saluted and stood aside.

"My lord, the two girls you asked the housekeeper to call here have arrived."

"Young Master Song." The two servant girls saluted.

Song Yinsheng put down the book and said, "You two, serve Mr. Mo Yun from now on!"

"Yes!"

"Your former servants are still yours. These two maids were assigned to you by the prince, and they will serve your daily life in the future." Song Yinsheng turned to Mo Yun and said.

Mo Yun responded blankly.

Song Yinsheng said again: "Indeed, you can give them a pleasant name, so that it will be convenient for you to call them in the future."

"You just take it!" Mo Yun didn't dare to take it blindly, so he just pushed Song Yinsheng.

"My own maid, of course, I got it myself, how can someone else's maid be worthy of my name!"

Seeing his disdain, Mo Yun had to figure it out for himself, and asked, "What's your surname?"

One maid said it was Hua, and the other said it was Qiao.

Mo Yun thought for a moment, then said: "The elder sister surnamed Hua is called Hua Nongying, and the elder sister surnamed Qiao is Qiao Hongyao."

When the two maids heard the names given by Mo Yun, they were so refined, they didn't look like maids, but more like Miss Qianjin's name, which was more delicate than the names of first-class maids in the garden, so I couldn't help but thank you kindness.

Song Yinsheng didn't take it seriously, and said: "Never mind taking up a good name and surname for nothing, but it's a pity that two lines of a good poem were wasted."

It turned out that Mo Yun thought of the two poems "Yun Poyue Comes to Flowers and Shadows" and "Near the Red Medicine by the Bridge", so when he thought of these two names, he only thought about elegance, but he wondered if they were worthy of their identities?Hearing Song Yinsheng say this, he was a little stunned, but it was not easy to change it, so he had to.

"Just outside the building, I heard that my cousin has a new customer here. I don't know how to pick a time, so I just come to bother you." As he spoke, another woman walked in outside the door. She looked like she was in her twenties. She is wrapped in a silk dress, her head is tied with cloudy hair, she has two thick eyebrows, two jade eyes, her nose is moist and straight, her lips are delicate and red, and she has already moved in lotus steps while speaking.

"Yu Zhi, are you free to come over today?" Song Yinsheng greeted them, turned to Qiao Hong and said, "You guys go down first!" Then said to Yun Yan: "Yun Yan, serve tea!"

The maids agreed and went separately.

Meng Yuzhi looked Mo Yun up and down, and when Mo Yun saw her looking at him, he lowered his head.Meng Yuzhi sat down by herself, and said: "Cousin, I embroidered a brocade handkerchief for you, just take a look at the color and the stitches, do you still like it?" As she spoke, she took out a blue silk scarf from her bosom. Pa, hand it over.

Song Yinsheng took it, and said with a smile: "Your hands are no longer dexterous, so there is no need to talk about the stitches." Then, he opened it and took a closer look, and saw that the embroidered thing on it was the same as the one hanging in the room. The painting of "Xiyuan Gongzi" is the same, the bamboo forest is beautiful and handsome, Song Yinsheng praised, "Sure enough, it is as wonderful as Xiao."

"As long as you like it."

Song Yinsheng was so lucky to put it away. At this time, Yunluo brought tea and said, "Second Miss, please drink tea." After finishing speaking, he went down again.

Meng Yuzhi had seen the books on Song Yinsheng's table earlier, and asked, "What book are you reading? Let me take a look."

"Poems by Li Shangyin." Song Yinsheng replied, taking the book and handing it over.

"His poem? I like it very much. Especially the sentence "I love you" can be remembered, but it was already at a loss at that time." Meng Yuzhi flipped through it while talking.

Mo Yun sat silently, listening carefully to the two people discussing Taoism and poetry.

"Li Shangyin's poems do not seem to be in the late Tang Dynasty. They have written all the wind and moon, smeared the gorgeous chapters, and the thick and colorful places are like colorful feathers. When they are indifferent, they are as light as red. But after all, it is the late Tang Dynasty. Declining, the past style only highlights the sadness at this moment. This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was lost at the time. The word bewildered, after all, is lingering and sighing."

Listening to his words, Mo Yun couldn't feel the meaning in his words, he felt very reasonable, and suddenly remembered what he said with Sun Ke last night: Fengyue is an ethereal and illusory thing, but it is not good to know.Yangzhou's Fengyue is even worse than Nine Gates. It sings and dances every day and drinks money every night, but at the end of the song, the wine is exhausted and people leave.Wen Tingyun said, "Looking back is the end of the world", which means lamenting the etherealness of the wind and the illusion of the moon.I even unconsciously thought: "The more prosperous the wind and moon, the more misleading people..."

The two talked about a cup of tea again, and Chai Er sent the account book, saying that it was the expenses and income of this month, and asked Song Yinsheng to sort it out.Seeing this, Meng Yuzhi got up and left.Song Yinsheng asked Yun Yan to see off the guests, and then told her to call up the servant brought by Mo Yun.

As soon as Zhu Mo entered the room, he saw Mo Yun and called out several times for young master.

Mo Yun stood up and said, "Zhu Mo, I'm fine. How are you?"

Zhu Mo nodded and said, "Master, Zhu Mo is fine."

"This is strange. Xiyuan is not a deep prison. If you come in, can you still cut off your hands and feet?" Song Yinsheng was displeased, and said something, and then said, "Let me ask you, is Steward Chai good?" Did I tell you the rules?"

Zhu Mo hurriedly bowed and said, "I told you."

"From now on, I'd better take care of your young master. If you break the rules in the garden, you don't need to say that you will suffer a disadvantage. I'm afraid it will hurt your young master."

"Little understand!"

Song Yinsheng said "um" and stopped talking. Mo Yun stepped forward, quietly pulled him aside, and asked softly, "Zhu Mo, can you go back to the house? Is the house okay?"

Zhu Mo shook his head.

Mo Yun sighed and said, "Just wait for Uncle Sun to come back!"

Zhu Mo quickly comforted him and said, "Master, Master will be fine, don't worry."

Mo Yun nodded and stopped talking.

Seeing the two standing in the middle, Song Yinsheng said nothing to Zhu Mo, but said to Zhu Mo, "Go down first!"

Zhu Mo responded and was about to leave. Mo Yun wanted to say something more, but he just opened his mouth and couldn't make any more sound. Zhu Mo saw that Mo Yun hesitated to speak a few times, so he just backed away slowly. When he got to the door, After seeing Mo Yun's order, he turned around and wanted to go out. Who would have thought that a person was striding in at this time, bumping into him suddenly, and Zhu Mo let out a painful "Ouch", and fell to the ground.

"Zhu Mo..." Seeing this, Mo Yun exclaimed in shock.

"Who doesn't want to die!" The person who was hit took a few steps back, and it was not a serious problem, but he was still very annoyed. In other words, he kicked up with one foot.

Zhu Mo was in pain, and said "Ouch".

Mo Yun wanted to go over to help him, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw how powerful this person was.

Song Yinsheng stood up and said, "There's no point fighting with a servant!"

Hearing this, the visitor gave Zhu Mo a hard look, kicked him again, then shook his clothes and walked over.Mo Yun saw that this person was about the same age as Song Yinsheng, but his appearance was different from Meng Yuxuan and Meng Yuqi's, but after all he had a first-class appearance. Mo Yun guessed that this person was exactly the second young master whom Song Yinsheng reminded him of this morning. Meng Yushuang.Mo Yun hurriedly took two steps back and lowered his head.

"Song Yinsheng, did you sue my eldest brother yesterday?" Meng Yushuang asked immediately before he could make up his mind.

Song Yinsheng glanced at him, then told Zhu Mo who was kneeling on the ground not to move rashly to step back, returned to his seat, and said, "What should I tell you?"

"It's the matter of Mengguan and Yaoguan living in Yinshuixuan. It's not you who complained, but who?" Meng Yushuang sat opposite Song Yinsheng and asked.

"My cousin asked, so I answered."

"Hmph, you only answer when I ask? Not necessarily? Last time I argued with you because of them, and you hold a grudge, why don't you take advantage of my elder brother's time to read more of my books?"

"If I don't tell, he will naturally know." Song Yinsheng answered while lowering his head to look through the account books.

"Joke, brother only came back for three or five days, Panyuelou and Yinshuixuan are far away, apart from you, how dare the other servants talk nonsense? How could brother know!"

"Although the other person is not there, his heart, ears and mind are all in the garden. If you want to hide anything from him in the garden, you can't." Song Yinsheng circled the account book with a vermilion pen.

"Hmph! I'll take note of the lesson my elder brother taught me for the time being. I'll arrange for Mengguan and Yaoguan to go out first. See you later when elder brother is gone!" Mo Yun, who was in the corner, stopped again and asked doubtfully, "Shui Yuntian?" Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, this person was just very similar, after all, he was not.

At this time, Yun Yan served tea and said respectfully: "Second Young Master, drink tea!"

Meng Yushuang turned his face, snorted coldly, raised his hand suddenly, and heard a few crisp sounds of "crash", a cup of hot tea was knocked over by him on the ground, Yun Yan was startled with an "ah", Mo Yun The same trembled.Meng Yushuang left angrily.