The two letters actually only wrote the word "good"!
What does this mean?
Do you mean you are kind-hearted or do more good things in the future?
The paper page was very big, and it was rustling with the breeze. Some people stood among the refugees not far away, and some were literate. After seeing the words on it clearly, they read it out.
So one passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds, from the front to the end, tens of thousands of people gathered together and spoke softly, and a buzzing sound like a wasp flapping its wings.
"Om...oh...nine...ba...mi...hum"
At this moment, the monk who was leading the way suddenly closed his hands, leaned forward, and recited the Buddhist scriptures. When the Buddhist disciples who followed him heard this, they immediately closed their eyes, followed them and stood at the end.
The monks were the youngest and even knocked on the purple wooden fish in their hands, making the sound of "bang, bang, bang".
"The Master of Infinite Dao!"
At the same time, the Taoist priests also began to recite Taoist scriptures.
The six-character mantra of Buddhism is mixed with the scriptures in the mouth of the Taoist priests, and crashes into the buzzing sound, like a stone, falling into a pond, causing ripples after ripples.
It spread around.
Refugees who were closer to him heard it first, immediately stopped the sound, then changed to a pious face, and then fell down to the direction of monks and Taoists. Most of the people in this era believed in a god.
Among them, Taoism and Buddhism have the most incense crowds. The refugees in front knelt down, and the refugees behind also saw the scene of monks and Taoists chanting scriptures. The mantras and Taoist scriptures were heard in my ears, as if they were enlightened, so I followed them.
He knelt down.
So there were tens of thousands of people in front of them, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, hoping that the gods who believe in would bless the whole family to be safe and eat every day.
Full meal.
Lin Jingzhi stood in front of the Taoist priests Xiang Shang, and watched with his own eyes the tens of thousands of refugees kneeling on their knees, bent down, kowtowed and prayed for blessings. Although he was still not convinced of the sayings of gods and ghosts, he was also surrounded by this grand scene.
Shocked.
At this moment, these people who have removed the glitz of the world only hope that the gods can bless their relatives. They all have solemn and pious expressions, and their hearts are extremely pure and flawless.
"The donor is merciful, and the blessing of the people!"
After reading for a while, the middle-aged monk suddenly changed his words, faced Lin Jingzhi, bent down and bowed, and then the monks and Taoists also recited in unison.
Because the refugees had previously focused on this, most of them heard the comments of these monks and Taoists on Lin Jingzhi, so some of the refugees who were originally the people of Liuzhou quickly turned around and looked towards Lin Jingzhi's direction.
Knocking and praying, the rest of the people followed suit, so they also kowtowed to Lin Jingzhi.
Although there was a large-scale locust plague in the north this time, due to the rising grain prices, the poor families who lived in Luocheng had no way to survive and were involved in the disaster victims. These people naturally knew that the Daoxian of Thousand Years and the Hundred Years and Years of Years
Buddha, now seeing the two god-like figures saying that Lin Jingzhi is kind-hearted, he made up his mind to follow the Lin family to find a way out in the future.
This is almost equivalent to the guidance of the gods, and they will naturally obey the orders.
Seeing that the monks and Taoists had achieved their purpose, they just bent down to Lin Jingzhi and said the Buddha's name, and turned around and left. Lin Jingzhi looked at their backs and thought to himself: "Is that the immortal Buddha really as the rumor is said."
Generally, can you calculate what you will do in your future life? Otherwise, how could you be so coincidental that you can ask your disciples to come and help me?'
While meditating, the group of monks and Taoists gradually moved away, and in a short while, they disappeared. At this time, the status of the Lin family in the hearts of the refugees was very different. A strong man shouted first: "Mr. Lin Er".
, Where is that piece of wasteland? Can you find someone to lead the way?"
"Yes, Mr. Lin, construction will start tomorrow. We must go there in advance to find a place to shelter from the wind and rain."
"that is……"
With a leader, the crowd responded and started to make a fuss. Although the men sent by Wang Meng deliberately sang a few untonations, they were drowned in the sea of people without any waves.
Hearing the sound, Lin Jingzhi came back to his senses from his thoughts, and then he thought to himself that there was a wasteland and he didn't make any preparations at all. He just pulled tens of thousands of people over. Where were they going to sleep at night?
Negligent, I was careless!
He raised his hand and signaled the refugees to silence. When the voice became smaller, he shouted loudly: "I'll finish breakfast later. When everyone is full, I will ask the servants of Lin's mansion to take you there. Today
It’s good to go there early, you can prepare in advance and find a place where you can sleep.”
After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage and asked the servants of the Lin family to start sharing porridge and rice.
"Yu'er, let's go to find Zhang Jia first, then go out of the city and go to the wasteland to take a look." With the help of the Lin family's guards, Lin Jingzhi squeezed out of the crowd and said.
Aunt Yu nodded, kept saying, "The wasteland and woods are sparse, and the cool breeze at night cannot be stopped. So many refugees rushed over, where are they going to sleep?"
"I'm just worried about this, so I want to call Zhang Jia over there to see if I can pick some trees nearby and build a house."
Lin Jingzhi thought about it and said, "There are naturally indispensable places to plan the living place. I think there should be a suitable place on the drawings drawn by Zhang Jia. After these refugees have breakfast, they will ask them to pick forests and log wood after rushing over.
, build a home.”
The matter was urgent. On the way to Zhang's mansion, Lin Jingzhi ordered several guards to lead horses in the mansion, and then agreed on the location to meet.
Zhang Jia has attracted all his former subordinates in the past few days. These people have believed him before, and the Lin family will pay them a high return. They naturally have no reason to refuse to agree. After handling this
After all, Zhang Jia stayed in the mansion all day long, carefully studied the drawings, and made it more perfect as much as possible.
Today he was comparing the drawings on the desktop. Suddenly, he heard Lin Jingzhi's familiar voice sound in the yard. He quickly put down his belongings and came out of the door. He smiled and said, "Prince Lin, please come in."
, please come in quickly.”
Lin Jingzhi originally wanted to ask the old man to go back to the house to notify him, but then he smiled and walked in, "Mr. Zhang, how have you been here recently? Are the food in the house ready in advance?"
"Everything is ready, at least you can eat until next year's bumper harvest." Zhang Jia said, leading Lin Jingzhi into the house, sat down, and said:
"The Lin family has been busy helping the victims recently, so Mr. Lin must be very tired."
"I'm indeed a little busy, but fortunately there are many people in the mansion, so I'm not too tired." Lin Jingzhi smiled slightly.
Speaking of the victims, Zhang Jia felt sad and said, "There is no eyes in heaven, which caused a large-scale locust plague in the north. It really hurts the people of the north. Fortunately, there is a benevolent and righteous family like the Lin family who is willing to take out their own.
I have seen all the food relief victims and the porridge that the Lin family has put on, which is quite good!”
At the end, Zhang Jia looked admirable, and obviously admired the Lin family's approach.
"Mr. Zhang praised it. In fact, the Lin family has just done something within their ability." Lin Jingzhi replied politely. After saying that, he took the teapot on the table and added a cup of warm water to himself and Zhang Jia.
When he was just at the city gate, he shouted for a long time and his throat was almost smoking.
Zhang Jia is upright and does not like to praise others. If he doesn't praise him, he must be sincere. After he praises him, he will never say any hypocritical social talk to the other party again.
He has been waiting for Lin Jingzhi's news these days, thinking that he could start construction as soon as possible, so he said, "Mr. Lin, have you decided on the day of digging a canal in the wasteland? I have been bored in the yard every day and I have nothing to do, and I am idle every day.
I was panicked."
"Yeah, it's settled!"
Zhang Jia originally wanted to urge Lin Jing to do it, but he didn't expect that he really heard the affirmative answer this time. He was stunned and then asked quickly.