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Volume 1: I want to be a rich playboy, but my destiny is not a thing in the pool. Chapter 27: How to have both peace and security in the world (2)

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    Chen Yue was rescued by the monks of Donghua Temple after he was knocked unconscious, and he knew that he was sent back to Chen's family. Donghua Temple was also responsible for the fact that he was injured in the temple. He began to see  A group of monks sent him back. The Chen family was not without resentment, so they did not ask carefully who rescued him in the first place. Later, after Chen Yue recovered from his injury and woke up, they sent someone to Donghua Temple to donate sesame oil money.

    This little novice would not lie to others, but according to his words, it was Faguang who saved his life. Chen Yue could not help but feel more favorable towards the Zhike monk in front of him, and raised his hand in salute.

    ¡°It turns out that it was the master who saved the next life that day. I didn¡¯t recognize the savior in person before, so please forgive me.¡±

    Faguang was stunned after hearing what the young novice said. He looked at the young man in front of him intently. His eyes were bright, his nose was straight, and his skin was fair and rosy. He had only seen the man from a distance before he was hit that day.  There was a big difference in the mental attitude between the two. When I found him injured, he was lying in a pool of blood. I didn't have time to look carefully at the scene at that time. However, I could still vaguely recognize it after someone reminded me. I just didn't expect it before. After listening to Chen Yue's words,  Then he quickly put his hands together and returned the favor.

    "Amitabha, this is what a young monk should do. The donor is being polite."

    Qiu Yun didn¡¯t pay much attention to this young Zhike Monk before, but when she heard that he was the one who saved her precious son, she looked over in surprise.

    "Master is really of great merit. If he hadn't discovered it in time that day, I really don't know what to do at this time. Even if it was a minute and a half late, any illness or injury would be a disaster." After finishing speaking,  Qiu Yun patted her chest with some fear.

    "All dharmas arise due to fate, and the benefactor has God's blessing. The young monk just happened to meet him, and it was all dharma." Faguang thanked him modestly.

    Qiu Yun didn't care so much, and said to the maid behind her: "I didn't bring much money with me today. Go back and get ten coins to give to this master."

    Fa Guang did not refuse, he put his hands together and said, "Thank you to this female donor."

    Because Song Renzong actively supported Buddhism.  During the Renzong period, a trend of worshiping Buddhism formed in society.  Song Renzong was also influenced by this trend and had more contact with Buddhism, thus advocating Buddhism.  Song Renzong often organized and participated in religious Buddhist activities.  Such as releasing animals, building Taoist temples, paying homage to Buddha statues, making offerings to Buddhist holy objects, etc., all of which fully demonstrated Renzong's admiration for Buddhism.  In addition, Song Renzong also showed his respect for Buddhism by renovating temples, supporting the translation of scriptures into Tibet, and paying courtesy to monks.

    Various literati, wealthy businessmen, and wealthy businessmen also had frequent contacts with the temple. Faguang also had a lot of contact with such people, and he was able to take gifts calmly, although the money was indeed a huge sum for him personally.  It's a small sum of money, but since I have saved the other party's life, I'm grateful for it.

    After finishing the incense-burning matter, several people chatted with each other for a while. Faguang invited them to rest in the side room and arranged refreshments and fruits.  Originally, as a knowledgeable monk, he should have gone down to receive other guests when he got here, but Qiu Yun was generous. Not only did he donate ten guan to the temple at one time, but he also gave him another ten guan in private. After all, he was a distinguished guest in the temple, so he just  Always by your side.

    Chen Yue had a good impression of Faguang, and because he had saved his own life, he became close to him. Faguang responded to conversations very appropriately, but after all, they had only known each other for a short time, and his mother was watching beside him.  Chen Yue had no intention of talking in depth, so he found an excuse to go out alone to get some fresh air.

    Donghua Temple is not far outside the city. It occupies not a large area, but it is beautifully decorated. It is divided into several blocks by several low walls.

    Hangzhou has a prosperous literary style, with countless literati and poets. The incense in Donghua Temple is also quite prosperous on weekdays. In remote corners, or other places far away from the main hall, there are pens and inks specially designed for tourists to write poems, which can be regarded as an attraction for tourists.  item "Entertainment".

    The surrounding walls are densely covered with countless poems and verses, which are even better than the "so-and-so came here for a visit" in later generations. In some places, there are layers of white powder, which has obviously been painted with lime.  The original "graffiti" was covered up several times.

    Chen Yue clasped his hands behind his back, admiring the poems on the wall with great interest, and sometimes he could find a few good lines from them. If the entire capital can maintain a certain level, most of them are covered with white curtains to avoid being disturbed by others.  Scribblings and defacements were made on it.

    Of course, even Chen Yue's level of most of the poems seems to be a bit terrible. They are probably just imitations of some arty tourists. Some of them cannot even be read smoothly, and they cannot even be called limericks, let alone arrogant.  's handwriting.

    "Chen Shangwen?"

    Chen Yue was looking at the words on the wall to build up his confidence in poetry, when a girl's voice suddenly came, and the voice was quite clear and beautiful.

    Turning around in surprise, it was Han Qiniang who was slightly suspicious.Standing not far away looking at this side, her pretty face that has not been applied with makeup is as white and tender as water, and her pair of watery phoenix eyes under her lightly brushed eyebrows seem to be itchy from the north wind. She reaches up with her slender hands like white jade.  After rubbing it, the exquisite Yao nose wrinkled, and the lips like tender red cherries were lightly pursed. She was delicate and gentle but not ordinary. Chen Yue was stunned for a moment and did not react for a moment.

    Seeing him staring at her and not knowing what he was looking at, Han Qiniang couldn't help but blush on her face. She opened her eyes and stamped her feet: "Chen Shangwen!!"

    "Ah why is the lady here too?" Chen Yue came back to his senses and deliberately changed the subject: "Why don't you see Dalang and Sanlang?"

    In dramas, couples often refer to each other as "husband-in-law" and "lady". In fact, this was a very big mistake in the Tang and Song dynasties!  Basically, when a man greets a woman, whether they are acquaintances or not, they can all call them "ladies", and younger ones can call them "little ladies".  "Ms." here does not mean wife. As for the title "Xiangong", it is not something that ordinary people can use at this time. It usually describes senior officials above the prime minister, or those who are engaged in strategy, such as the later "Xiangong of Da Zhong Jinglue",  "Xianzhong's economic strategy is mutually beneficial".

    "Today I came to accompany my mother to offer incense. Hey, didn't Third Brother say that he and you were going to discuss poetry? You two weren't together?"

    "Uh I'm here to offer incense today, your Sanlang" Just as he was about to sell Han Hao first, the maid at home hurriedly came over.

    "Master! Master! The mistress asked you to go over and said you were going back."

    "Huh? Aren't you going to have a vegetarian meal here? What happened?" Chen Yue asked in confusion, then confessed to Han Qiniang and walked back.

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