The next day, Fang Yu led the army slowly southward. At noon, two imperial guards came from the capital on horseback and said, "The emperor has a secret decree."
Fang Yu was overjoyed and immediately summoned all the guards and officers of Xiaoqi Camp to receive the order in the middle tent.
The guard who announced the order stood in the middle and said loudly: "Fang Yu, the deputy commander of Xiaoqiying Zhenghuang Banner and the deputy chief of the imperial guard, heard the order: I asked you to go to Shaolin Temple to do something, who asked you to meddle in other people's business?
Wouldn't it chill the vassal king to listen to the villain's nonsense and falsely accuse the hero? Those nonsense words are not allowed to be mentioned again from now on. If one word leaks out, everyone will raise their heads and come back to the capital to see me. I admire this
.”
When Fang Yu heard this, he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back, and he had no choice but to kowtow to thank him. Everyone in the Chinese army tent was ashamed and ashamed.
Fuchun, Zhang Kangnian and others did not dare to say anything more, thinking that you are a child who is acting nonsense and the emperor will not punish you, so he will treat you very well at last.
However, when everyone saw that Fang Yu was in a bad mood, they would definitely find someone to vent to, so they all said goodbye and left together.
The guard who delivered the order walked up to Fang Yu and whispered beside him: "Your Majesty has ordered you to be careful in everything you do."
Fang Yu said, "Yes, Your Majesty's grace. My servant Xiaobao is extremely grateful." He took out four hundred taels of silver and gave them to two guards.
After the two left, Fang Yu was very puzzled: "Does the emperor know that I framed Wu Sangui? Or did Fang Yuanyi change his confession after arriving in the capital, saying that I was beaten into submission? It seems that the emperor is very kind to Wu Sangui. If he wants to cause trouble,
It’s not easy to defeat him.”
In the evening, the guards who escorted Yuan Yifang and the officers and soldiers of the Xiaoqi Battalion rushed up. Fang Yu hit this big nail, and everyone lost interest in gambling. There was no conversation all the way, and in less than a day, they arrived at the Songshan Shaolin Temple.
When the abbot reported that the imperial edict had arrived, he led the monks down the mountain to welcome Fang Yu and his entourage into the temple.
Fang Yu took out the imperial edict, opened the envelope, and read it out to Zhang Kangnian. He only listened to him read a lot of long words, such as "Masters and others deeply understand the mysteries, know the wonderful principles early, conquer the Jiayou, and assist the emperor"; what?
What about "Brahma's palace, with the brilliance of the sun and moon hanging, Buddha's garden, the color of moving smoke and clouds"; what about "clouds surround Songshan Mountain, Luan returns to his young room, grass hangs with fairy dew, the Buddha's day rises in the forest, and the Brahma people are all there."
Mingzhe".
Zhang Kangnian then read that Hui Cong, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, was conferred the title of "Zen Master to Protect the Country and Protect the Saints." All the eighteen Shaolin monks who made contributions to Mount Wutai were awarded the title. Finally, he read: "I hereby send Huang Puxu, the commander of the Xiaoqi Camp, to serve as the imperial bodyguard."
Deputy General Manager, I have given you a yellow mandarin coat, Fang Yu, to be my substitute. I will become a monk in the Shaolin Temple. I will also give you the instrument of the ultimatum, and I will be ordained immediately after you wear it. I appreciate this."
Fang Yu didn't understand what was said in the previous paragraphs, but he understood the following paragraphs and couldn't help but change his face.
Kangxi asked him to go to Mount Wutai to become a monk, and he agreed. Unexpectedly, he would be asked to be tonsured in the Shaolin Temple. This imperial edict was always with him, but when it was not there, how could he dare to open it and steal it? What's more, even if he read it
, and he didn’t know what was written in it.
Zen Master Huicong led the monks to express gratitude. The officers took out the gifts and distributed them. Fang Yu looked on, feeling very unhappy.
Zen Master Huicong said: "Master Wei became a monk on behalf of the Emperor. It is the honor of this temple."
He immediately took out the razor and said: "Master Wei is the emperor's substitute. It's no small matter. Even I don't dare to be your master. I accept you as a disciple on behalf of my ancestor. You are my younger brother, and your name is Huiming. In the Shaolin Temple
, the obscure ones are you and Lao Na."
At this point, Fang Yu had no choice but to kneel down and be shaved with tears in his eyes. Zen Master Huicong first shaved his head three times with a razor, and then the ordinating monk shaved off the sparse hair on his head that was already burned.
Zen Master Huicong said: "The plain wall of Shaolin is not a hindrance. I became a monk on behalf of the emperor, but I don't think it is peaceful. The glory of the dust is like the past and the present. If you don't go, you won't come back. What's the loss and what's gained!"
After saying that, he took the ultimatum given by the emperor, filled in the word "Hui Ming" in the ultimatum, led him to kneel down and worship the Tathagata, and all the monks announced the name of the Buddha.
Fang Yu cursed in his heart: "You old thief, your eighteenth generation of bald ancestors have no virtue, yet you come to shave my hair. You can recite Amitabha, and I will curse Mommy in my heart."
Fang Yu suddenly felt sad and burst into tears. All the officers in the palace were stunned.
Zen Master Huicong said
: "Junior brother, the monks in this temple are currently ranked according to the eight characters of "Great Enlightenment Guanhui, Clear and Pure Huayan". My master Guanzheng Zen Master passed away twenty-eight years ago. All the monks in the temple with the character "Cheng" are yours.
Nephew."
At that time, the group of monks came forward to see him one after another, among them Chengxin, Chengguang, Chengtong, etc. were all very close friends with him.
Fang Yu saw that all the old monks of the Cheng generation with white beards and silver hair called themselves uncles. There were also some old monks from the Jing generation who actually called themselves uncles, which was quite interesting.
Not to mention that some of the monks of the Chinese generation were in their thirties or forties, and when they paid homage, they even called themselves Grand Master's uncle. Fang Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Everyone saw that the tears on his face were not wiped, and he suddenly laughed again, and everyone smiled.
Kangxi sent his imperial bodyguards and soldiers from the Xiaoqi Battalion to the Shaolin Temple. It turned out that they were just escorting Fang Yu to be ordained as a monk, but it was unusual for him to be a substitute for the emperor. If not for such a big fanfare, how could this matter be considered so grand in the minds of the Shaolin monks?
Fuchun, the commander of the Xiaoqi camp, Zhao Qixian, Zhang Kangnian and others bid farewell to Fang Yu. Fang Yu took out three hundred taels of silver and asked Zhang Kangnian to rent a private house at the foot of the mountain for Shuang'er to live.
Shaolin Temple never accepts female donors into the temple. Although Shuang'er has changed into men's clothes, all the eighteen Arhats of Bodhidharma Academy recognize her as Fang Yu's girl.
So they asked her to wait at the foot of the mountain. They only said that after passing on the imperial edict and giving out rewards, Fang Yu would immediately go down the mountain and return to the capital. Who would have expected that he would become a monk in the temple.
Fang Yu was both the emperor's stand-in and an "eminent monk" of obscure generation, so he had a high status in the temple. The abbot allocated a large Zen room to him.
Abbot Huicong said: "Junior brother has all the freedom in the temple. He can also do his homework morning and evening. Except for the five major precepts of killing, stealing, sexual intercourse, lying, and drinking alcohol, the other minor precepts can be observed or not." Then he explained the five precepts.
What does it mean.
Fang Yu thought to himself: "Among these five precepts, there is one precept of lying. I will not abide by it any more."
Fang Yu asked: "Should you quit gambling?"
Abbot Huicong was startled and asked, "What kind of bet?"
Fang Yu asked: "Gamble."
Huicong smiled slightly and said: "Among the five major precepts, there is no gambling precept. Others have to abide by it, so junior brother can do whatever he wants."
Fang Yu thought to himself: "Damn it, what's the use if I don't quit? Am I betting on myself?"
I stayed in the temple for several days, bored, and thought: "Xiao Xuanzi asked me to serve the old emperor, but he asked me to become a monk in Shaolin Temple first. I don't know when he will let me go to Mount Wutai?"
That day, Fang Yu strolled outside the Luohan Hall and saw Chengtong and six disciples practicing martial arts. When the monks saw him arriving, they all bowed and saluted.
Fang Yu waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, you can practice on your own."
But when I saw that the six monks of the Jing generation were sharp in their fists and kicks, their attacks were swift, and their moves were varied, they were much smarter than my great uncle.
Hearing Chengtong's words, Fang Yu didn't understand why the punch was too strong but not strong enough, and how the kick was too high and too high. He turned around and left.
Fang Yu thought to himself: "I often hear people say that the Shaolin Temple's martial arts is the best in the world. I came to the temple to be a monk. Wouldn't it be a pity not to learn Kung Fu?"
He suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right! The bullshit Shaolin martial arts that old turtle Hai Dafu taught me is fake and of no use. Xiao Xuanzi asked me to become a monk in the Shaolin Temple because he wanted me to learn some real skills of the Shaolin sect.
, so that I can protect the old emperor. But my master died twenty-eight years ago, who will teach me Kung Fu?"
Fang Yu pondered for a long time and then understood something: "The old abbot taught me to be his junior brother, so it turned out that he wanted me to have no master. This old thief is bald and slippery.
Well, yes, he is a close confidant of the emperor and a high-ranking official in Manchuria, and he will never pass on his superior skills to a little kid like me. Humph, if you don't teach me, won't I learn by myself?
"
When everyone is teaching martial arts, it is a taboo for any sect to watch from the sidelines. But this Zen Master Huiming is the "senior monk" of the temple. The disciples of the sect teach martial arts and practice martial arts. He wants to watch from the sidelines, and no one can do it.
What objection.
He looked around in the various courtyards of the temple and saw someone practicing martial arts, so he stood still and looked at the person next to him.
meeting.
It's a pity that the foundation of this "high-ranking monk" is too shallow. What Hai Dafu taught him that day was neither real Kung Fu, nor did he practice the internal Kung Fu secrets taught by Chen Jinnan for a few days. The Shaolin Kung Fu is profound and profound, so you can read it casually.
How could he gain anything by looking at it? Besides, he didn’t have the patience to look further.
After wandering around the Shaolin Temple for more than a month, Fang Yu didn't learn any martial arts. However, he had an easy-going temperament and liked to make friends. He was the senior in the temple after the abbot. Since he was willing to befriend others, all the monks were also
They are very affectionate towards him.
The spring breeze was gentle that day, and Fang Yu felt that his whole body was filled with warmth. It was really unpleasant to stay in the temple with the monks, so he left the temple gate and walked down the mountain.
He thought to himself that he hadn't seen Shuang'er for a long time and wondered how this little girl was doing alone. He wanted to see her. Besides, he was eating fast in the temple every day. His ancestors had scolded him tens of thousands of times.
I asked Shuang'er to buy some chicken, duck, and fish meat so that the great monk could have a hearty meal.
Fang Yu walked to the guest pavilion outside the temple and suddenly heard a quarrel. He was delighted: "Wonderful, wonderful! Someone is quarreling."
He stepped forward quickly and heard a woman's clear voice among several men's voices.
Fang Yu walked closer and saw two young women in the pavilion arguing with four monks from the temple.
When the four monks saw Fang Yu, they all said in unison: "Uncle Master is here, please comment on this principle."
They walked out of the pavilion, clasped their hands and bowed to him. These four monks were all of the Jing generation. Fang Yu knew that they were responsible for receiving the benefactor's foreign guests. They were usually eloquent and amiable, but for some reason they got into an argument with two young women.
..five
When I looked at the two women, one was about 20 years old, wearing a blue shirt, and the other was younger, only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a light green shirt.
When Fang Yu saw this girl, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, her chest felt as if she had been hit hard by an invisible hammer. In an instant, his lips went dry and his tongue went dry. He was dumbfounded and thought to himself: "I'm dead, I'm dead! Where is it?"
Such a beauty? If this beauty were to be my wife, the little emperor would not change my position with me."