Seeing a group of people pushing Brother Wang in the yard, trying to beat him up, and asking for money, Qingwu curiously asked Sister Wang: "Sister-in-law, who are these people outside? Why are they so arrogant? They want
What kind of money is it?”
Sister-in-law Wang heard Wu's loud question and quickly motioned for her to speak softly, and then whispered back: "This is the young master of the Deng family in the town. They dominate the river in the town and have to collect water money from door to door every year."
Qingwu still didn't understand, so he lowered his voice and continued to ask: "Then why did he occupy the river in the town? Does that river belong to his family?"
Sister-in-law Wang nodded and said: "We are short of water here. There is only this sandy river, and it often cuts off. The towns upstream would intercept the water during the farming season to irrigate their crops, so there was no water downstream for us. At that time, the town's Deng
The master came out to fight with the town upstream to fight for the water source, and agreed to irrigate the fields upstream during the farming season and leave half of the river water downstream. At that time, every household in our town pooled money to thank Master Deng. Later, the Deng family slowly established this rule.
Every year, they go to each village to collect money, which is said to be the water tap member's fee. How much money does each family receive? Since Master Deng became the head of the family, the member's fee has increased year by year. Last year it rose to 200 yuan, and this year it will cost another 100 yuan.
Who can afford it?"
When Qingwu heard this, he shouted: "How can you be so unreasonable!"
Hearing her voice like this, Mrs. Wang's face turned pale. She grabbed her and whispered softly: "Living Bodhisattva, keep your voice down, don't let him hear it!"
Brother Wang outside was being pushed and pushed by several servants, and he kept being careful. This was physics, but Qingwu's shouts were heard all of a sudden, and the servants and Mr. Deng also heard it. Mr. Deng said "Eh"
, asked: "Wang Dayou, there must be someone else in your family. It sounds to me that she is a woman. Did you spend money to raise a woman at home? You have money to raise a woman, but you don't have money to pay for a share?"
Brother Wang kept bowing, and Nuonuo said repeatedly: "Master Deng, how can I raise a woman? What is in that house is my wife and children."
Mr. Deng looked into the room and asked: "Why are you hiding your wife and children? Just call them and I will see them. If you are afraid of others, she must not be your wife!"
Brother Wang held his fist in front of Mr. Deng, lowered his waist, and said carefully: "Mr. Deng, it is really my wife in the house. She is a woman, timid, and is afraid of seeing people, so she went into the house to stay."
Mr. Deng shook his big head and said: "We are not tigers, what is she afraid of? You call her out and I will see if she is your wife." After saying that, seeing that Brother Wang had no intention of calling anyone out, he waved his hand.
, said to several servants: "Go in and ask me to come out. I'll see who it is. Do you still have to hide in the house?"
Brother Wang wanted to stop him, but he was already held down by two servants. Four or five servants rushed into the house. After entering the house and looking around, they came to the door of the room where everyone was staying. When they looked inside, they slowly looked around.
The people in the room were Mrs. Wang, her mother and her son, and six bhikkhunis. The light in the room was dark and I couldn't see clearly, but I knew it was a room full of women.
A servant ran out and shouted: "Go back to the young master, there are about ten women, and there are also several sisters-in-law inside!"
"Haha, Wang Dayou, you really have some stories. You actually hid your sister-in-law at home. I really can't tell. Today I want to see what kind of sister-in-law you have hidden!" When Mr. Deng heard this, he said
He laughed wildly, then walked back into the house if he couldn't buy it.
When he got to the house, he saw that the door was low and it was not convenient for him to get in and out because he was fat. So he shouted inside: "Find out all the people inside and let me see who they are."
The servants were standing at the door, reaching in to grab something. Qing Zhen, who was standing at the door, saw someone reaching out to grab him, so he made a fist and smashed the man's wrist. The servant let out an ouch and pulled back his hand in pain.
When Jingxian saw his disciple taking action, he glared at Qingzhen, and then said to the servants at the door: "Get out of the way, and we will get out on our own!"
The servant who was hit was afraid and walked out quickly. Sui who was behind him didn't know why, but he followed him out first.
Jingxian and Mrs. Wang walked in front, followed by Qingzhen, Qingneng, Qingqin, Qingwu and Ying'er who had injuries on their feet and stayed in the house. Qing'er took care of them in the house and Fu'er ran out after them.
Mr. Deng saw several people filing out. In front was a middle-aged bhikshuni, followed by a middle-aged peasant woman, then three young bhikkhunis, and then a five or six-year-old boy ran out. Mr. Deng turned to look
He looked at Brother Wang and asked, "Whose sister-in-law are these from? Why are they hiding in your house?"
Jingxian made a hand gesture, recited the Buddha's name, and said: "Amitabha, this benefactor, don't make any suspicions. We are bhikshuni from Tanqing Nunnery. We are going to Xinzhou to seek alms, and we are passing by here to stay for a night."
Mr. Deng turned to look at Qingzhen and others behind Jingxian, and said with a smile: "They say there are beauties in the nunnery, and the aunts there want men. Today I saw that these sisters-in-law look good, but I don't know
Do you miss a man?" Then he said to Jingxian: "Master Tai, since you want to stay overnight, you should find a good house and live in a spacious place. This place is like a doghouse, how can it accommodate a few children?
Where's the master? I don't think it's better than this. You follow me to the town. My family has a hundred houses. The master and the young master can live there. Even if they don't leave, I can afford it and there is no need to seek any luck.
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After hearing this, Jingxian looked calm and clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. We monks live all over the world. Our practice is to be pure in heart and have few desires. We are not picky about where we live and what we eat. I can borrow a house from the king's benefactor to live in. That's enough."
Mr. Deng shook his head and said: "Master, you are old and beautiful, it doesn't matter where you are, but these young masters are so delicate and tender, how can they endure hardship here? Let them follow me to the town.
I have a lot of fish and meat at home, just enough for them to eat!" As he said this, he stared at Qing Zhen and the others in fascination, laughing.
Jingxian's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Donor, where are we staying? I don't have to worry about what to eat. I advise you to go back and do more good deeds and less bad consequences!"
After hearing this, Mr. Deng's expression changed, and he said with a calm, round face: "You bald nun, I want to be kind to your disciples, but you are still trying to stop me, right? My heart is devoted to the Buddha.
, how could I be blocked by you like this? These young masters must go to my house to stay today. Let me pay homage to them one by one."
Jingxian frowned slightly, glanced at Mr. Deng coldly, and said: "We monks are cultivators and are free from restraints. How can we have to go somewhere, and how can others force us to go there?!"
Mr. Deng heard Jingxian's tone become tough, and there was a chill in his words. He couldn't help but be stunned. In his opinion, several young nuns were frightened by his words and followed him back to the town.
Now, when he got to his home, he took out some rouge, powder, silk and satin. Wouldn't he rush to return to the secular world with him? Now the older master actually refused directly, which made him feel very unhappy.
Mr. Deng took two steps forward and stood in front of Jingxian. He stretched out his fleshy finger, pointed at Jingxian and cursed: "You bald donkey, I'll give you face, you are a monk, I don't
To give you face, you are just an ant. I want to take these young masters home, what? Do you still want to stop me?"
Jingxian raised his eyes and looked at Master Deng coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Master, please take your hands away, and please respect your words!"
When Mr. Deng heard this, he said "Yo". Not only did he refuse to put down his finger, he also reached out and poked Jingxian in the chest. Jingxian couldn't let him poke him, so he ducked away slightly. Deng
The young master staggered, looking at Jingxian and became a little angry. He shouted to the servants around him: "What are you doing standing still? Take everyone back. If this old guy dares to stop me, I will beat him!"
As soon as the servants heard this, they rushed forward one after another. Jingxian looked at it and couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand to stop several disciples from retreating, and said to Mr. Deng: "I advise you to take them and leave quickly. Don't be too embarrassed."
Unrighteous!"
Mr. Deng would not listen to the advice at this time and ordered his men to take action quickly.
The servants surrounded Jingxian. Jingxian had no choice but to recite 'Amitabha', and then said to several disciples: "Bodhisattvas also have thunderbolt methods. Teach these evil people a lesson, but remember not to hurt others."
Too deep!”
Qing Zhen, Qing Neng, and Qing Qin had long been unable to bear it, but they had been holding back against their uncle's instructions. Now when they saw Master Jingxian speaking, the three of them rolled up their sleeves and started to attack the servant in front of them.
It was a few servants who thought it was not easy to capture the three bhikkhunis, so they were completely unprepared. When they saw the three bhikkhunis rushing towards them, they were also surprised and wanted to tear them apart. How could they hold them?
They also practice martial arts diligently and have exquisite moves. They can beat more than a dozen servants to the ground with three strikes.
When Mr. Deng saw it, his expression changed. He stared and backed away. He said in his mouth: "I hit someone, the nun hit me!" When Jingxian saw him turning around to run away, he quickly chased after him.
, kicked him to pieces, smiled and said, "If you yell like that, I have to beat you."
Only then did Mr. Deng know that on Mount Wutai, there were no monks or nuns practicing martial arts. He took a mouthful of mud and didn't care. He murmured: "Master, please spare your life, Master."
Spare your life!"
Jingxian snorted coldly and said: "I won't kill you, I just want you to know that if you do too much injustice, you will be killed. My Buddha has the virtue of loving life and has teachings that guide people to do good. I advise you to do more good deeds."
, many good causes.”
Mr. Deng nodded after hearing this, and then got up tremblingly. A dozen servants had gathered around him. They supported Mr. Deng, nodded and bowed, and stepped back. After leaving the courtyard gate, they turned around and headed out of the village.
Just run.
Mr. Deng ran far away, and then he slowly settled down. He panted and said in a hateful voice: "These stinky sisters-in-law, I must let them know the consequences of offending me, Deng Gang."
Several servants also quickly echoed: "Sir, have we ever suffered such a loss? If this spreads out, the name of the Deng family will be despised!"