Shanxiang said: "This is a Buddhist term. It is actually face-to-face confession. There are one-to-one, one-to-four, one-to-ten, or even one-to-hundred. It depends on how many people you want to face. I will arrange it for you.
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Feng Jingyao shook his head like a rattle and thought to himself: Just confess and tell the secret in your heart, but if you tell this person, I won't do it, isn't it the same as giving someone a handle out of thin air? This is absolutely impossible.
"It's okay if you don't do this Uposatha." Feng Laohu said.
Shanxiang Zhengse said: "Amitabha, Uposatha is the first step. If you don't take the first step, even if I teach you the "Eighty-eight Buddhas Great Confession Sutra", it will be useless. You have to think carefully."
Feng Laohu thought for a while and said: "Is there a way to work around it? This Uposatha has to repent in front of others, but I can't get used to it. If I tell my worries to someone who has nothing to do with it, wouldn't it add to my worries?"
Shanxiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "So you are worried about this. I know you are thin-skinned and have already thought everything about you. Of course you can't speak to someone who has nothing to do, but this time I have arranged a one-on-one cloth for you."
Sa, and what’s right is not the monks in the temple, but the Buddha statue; it’s just a little more difficult, you have to be completely sincere and say that the Buddha has a sign of apparition, then you can pass the test.”
Feng Laohu said: "Facing the Buddha statue? That's okay, but how can it be done if the Buddha has to appear? These Buddha statues..."
Feng Jingyao suddenly stopped talking and swallowed the words "These Buddha statues are just made of clay, how can you understand my confession."
Shanxiang said: "Amitabha, if your heart is sincere, the Buddha will naturally sense it. Why do you need to worry about this? I have made changes for you many times. You only need to do it. If you can't do this, I will
There is nothing I can do about it; I think about you because you and I are masters and disciples after all, and we cannot just watch our inner demons getting worse day by day. If you don't want to, we can still teach the scriptures and study the Dharma as usual. As for you
There is no guarantee that the disease will get better.”
Feng Jingyao thought about it carefully and said: "I request that during the Uposatha ceremony, no one is allowed to enter or leave the entire Buddhist temple, and no one is allowed to eavesdrop."
Shanxiang sighed: "Why are you so suspicious? This is a Buddhist Dharma door, which is equivalent to a Buddhist Dharma field. Who is going to disturb you? Even the old monk will stay away, because once the altar of confession is set up, any entry of outsiders and foreign objects will disturb it.
When the Buddha listens, who will bother you?"
Feng Jingyao said: "Very good, where can I repent?"
Shanxiang thought for a while and said: "There are a lot of people coming and going in several palaces today, so they may not be suitable. It is forbidden for believers to enter and it is against Buddhist rules. I think there are two places that are suitable. One is in my meditation room. I can invite a statue.
Here comes the Bodhisattva statue, and set up an incense table for you here. The second is the small Buddhist hall in the back hall. That place was originally the place where I, the Daming Temple, have led retreats and practiced asceticism. It is very pure inside, and no disciple in the temple dares to cross into it. These two
Which place do you choose?"
Feng Jingyao rolled his eyes and said: "It is better to have a small Buddhist hall where eminent monks retreat. Although it is okay here, it is the residence of the abbot. I am afraid that there will be many brothers coming and going to ask for instructions, which will disturb the Buddha's listening."
Shanxiang pretended to hesitate and said: "This... does make some sense, but I forgot to mention just now that the small Buddhist hall in the backyard is the important place of my Daming Temple. No one in this temple except me is qualified to enter. If you enter, it may be against the rules.
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Feng Jingyao frowned and said: "What kind of rules are there? It's not like disciples go in to eat meat and wine, so why shouldn't they be allowed in?"
Shanxiang said: "That being said, this is a rule left by the temple. How can I break it? Unless..."
Feng Jingyao's temper got worse. You didn't let me go, but I insisted on going. There are so many rules, but I just wanted to rip off a lot of money when things came to a close.
"Unless you offer something to the Buddha to apologize for your sins, maybe..." Shanxiang said with a sigh of relief.
"Okay, okay, my disciple will immediately send someone down the mountain to bring you three thousand kilograms of rice. It's all done now." Feng Jingyao was very annoyed. This old guy would always go out of his way to get things at critical moments. His greedy and excessive character was at odds with his own.
In fact, it's not much different. If it weren't for his illness, Feng Jingyao would have turned over the table.
"That's great. With something to worship the Buddha, the Buddha will no longer blame me, Amitabha." The wrinkles on Shanxiang's face were like chrysanthemums blooming, and he kept chanting the Buddha's name.
Feng Jingyao wanted to take out the iron egg in his arms and hit him all over his face. He suppressed his anger and said, "Then when will it start?"
Shanxiang said: "Well...only after the offerings to the Buddha are sent to the mountain can I dare to take you to the small Buddhist hall."
Shanxiang did not let go of the eagle when he saw no rabbits, so Feng Jingyao felt relieved and stood up and said: "Disciple, I'm going to ask someone to bring food. You just go with me to wait outside the main hall."
Shanxiang said: "You go first, I will make some preparations and then come back."
Feng Jingyao asked: "What are you preparing for?"
Shanxiang said: "I made all the incense, candles, and utensils in the small Buddhist hall myself, and no one else can touch them. I will help you prepare a little bit, and you can use them when you enter the Buddhist hall later."
Feng Jingyao couldn't stand so many strange rules, so he had to leave the meditation room alone and walked forward.
Shanxiang watched Feng Jingyao's figure turn around in the gap in the window until he disappeared. Then he coughed and recited the Buddha's name. The wooden bed in the Zen room creaked and the baffle on one side was pushed open from the inside.
Su Jin crawled out from the secret compartment of the wooden bed with his head covered with dust. He vomited incessantly and slapped the dust on his body randomly with his hand. The dust was flying in the Zen room, which made Shan Xiang frown.
"Master is so eloquent that he convinced this guy forcefully." Su Jin said with a smile showing his neat white teeth.
"Amitabha, Sir, you have harmed me. I have never said so many lies in my life. The Buddha will definitely blame me." Shanxiang muttered with a sad face.
Su Jin laughed and said: "Why do you still say such things? You are doing something great. As long as I get the evidence and uproot all the corrupt officials in Yangzhou Prefecture, I will save hundreds of thousands of people."
The surname is in the midst of fire and water. It will be too late for the Buddha to be happy at that time, so why should he blame you?"
"Amitabha, the matter has come to this. It is useless to say anything, but please make your Majesty remember what you promised."
Su Jin chuckled and leaned into Shan Xiang's ear and said, "Don't worry, I keep my word. Also, I won't tell anyone about the box of silver ingots you hid in the bed grid."
"Amitabha, Amitabha." Shanxiang was shocked and angry, and could only recite the Buddha's name repeatedly. This guy just stayed in his meditation room all night, and came up with such a way to make Feng Jingyao repent. He wanted him to scaremonger and exaggerate Feng Jingyao's illness, forcing him to
It is a good idea to repent on your own, but for me, it takes a lot of effort to make up so many Buddhist teachings. If the secret is revealed and arouses Feng Jingyao's suspicion, Feng Jingyao will immediately withdraw the funds for building the temple.
Then the gains outweigh the losses.
"Okay, everything is ready. I'm going to the small Buddhist hall. How many people can the Buddha you mentioned be able to accommodate if it is hollow?"
"How many people are there?" Shanxiang opened his eyes and said, "It's too crowded even when you go in. The hollow space in the Buddha statue was originally used for consecration after the Buddha statue was molded and stuffed with hand-written Buddhist scriptures. Do you think it belongs to Tibetans?"
"This...can't it be that I can only go in alone? That guy..." Su Jin felt a little chilly in his heart. Once Feng Jingyao noticed it, and she was one-on-one with him, it would be a matter of death.
"Sir, there is nothing I can do to help you." Shanxiang's face was expressionless. He knew that Su Jin was afraid.
"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Su Jin suddenly said the wise sayings of Buddhism with great righteousness and awe, and his expression was very decisive. Shanxiang was a little touched. Thinking about it, this Special Envoy Su did it for the people of Yangzhou.
, rather than joking, this responsibility is enough to make people admire.
"Special envoy Su, come with me. Your three companions should meet Puji and stop wandering around the temple."
Su Jin said: "Don't worry, I have sent them to the vegetable garden in the backyard of your temple to bask in the sun. Feng Laohu will never see them."
Shanxiang stopped talking and took Su Jin all the way north, walking around seventy-eight times to a courtyard at the northernmost end of the temple, where a small stone chamber stood alone.
Shanxiang waved away several young monks who were busy nearby, took out the key and opened the wooden door, and said to Su Jin: "Sir, please come in. Puji will come in in half an hour at most. You have to hide quickly. When you get here, I should
Everything has been done for you, and whether you can succeed or not depends on you."
Su Jin cupped his hands and said: "Old host, you have taken the trouble. I won't say thank you. There will be rewards after the success of the matter."
Shanxiang recited the Buddha's name and waited quietly for Su Jin to enter. Su Jin did not take a step, but reached out and took out a few sandalwood sticks from his arms, handed them to Shanxiang and said, "Mix these sandalwood sticks into the incense candle and bring them in.
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Shanxiang asked: "What kind of fragrance is this?"
Su Jin winked and smiled, turned around and walked into the dark little Buddhist hall; Shanxiang rolled his eyes, this little bastard didn't look like an official, the methods he used were all the dirty tricks in the world, needless to say,
These sandalwood sticks are also incense-like.
At this point, there was no way to argue with him. Shanxiang stretched out his hand to lock the wooden door and hurried to the front hall to find Feng Jingyao.