Asking the question of impermanence, my fate is up to me, not by the sky, Volume 3: Golden Lotus Gathers Seven Stars.
Golden Lotus Gathering Seven Stars 5: Sun Bu locked the nunnery for 100 days, and Wang Chongyang's meditation was strange.
Hearing his son say this, Sun Fuchun couldn't help but smile comfortably, thinking, after all, there is a worry-free child, I really want to be a monk like his father, how can I be born?Thinking like this, he said: "It's good to get married in the spring of next year, and you should be independent as soon as possible." ”
I listen to my father and mother. Ting Rui said, "I don't know when my father and brother will come back?"”
I'm counting the time. Sun Fuchun said, "They will definitely rush home for the New Year." ”
Sun Fuchun was right, on the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Ma Congyi rushed back with Ma Tingzhen in the dust.
It was a cold day and there were snowflakes in the air. When the family heard the bell ringing and went to open the door, they saw an almost all-white carriage slowly approaching the gate in the snowflakes.
Sir, you're back!The family hurriedly helped Ma Congyi and them move their things, clean up the snow on their bodies, and sent someone into the room to deliver a letter to his wife.
Sun Fuchun heard that her husband and son rushed back in the snow, but he didn't care about the heavy wind and snow outside, so he hurriedly rushed out to greet him, and as soon as he walked to the garden, he saw Ma Congyi's father and son striding in.
Mother!When Ma Tingzhen saw her mother, she hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her, "Don't come out in such a heavy snow!."”
Sun Fuchun looked at his son, and then at Ma Congyi, both of them were covered in snowflakes, and there were white snow chips on their faces and eyebrows, "Husband, Tingzhen, it's not easy to walk on this road, right?"”
Fortunately, thanks to our housekeeper's familiarity with the distance, and fortunately, the snow is not too big, otherwise, I really don't know where to spend the night today!Ma Congyi's voice was loud, but he didn't seem to be tired.
Mother, I have a lot of knowledge with my father!Ma Tingzhen said, "I didn't know that our business was so exquisite!."”
You, learn more from me!Ma Congyi said, "You can't just spend money all day long, you have to know where the white money comes from!”
Dad, I've never spent money indiscriminately!Ma Tingzhen said, "Along the way, it's not like you can eat whatever you say, and you can stay in whatever inn you want, I will listen to you." ”
Well, you're pretty good at that. Ma Congyi said, "But I haven't listened to you along the way, my two ears are really not quiet." ”
Dad, I'm here to relieve you!Ma Tingzhen said.
At this time, the group had already walked into the hall, the girl and the family rushed over to beat the snow for the father and son, and quickly took the clothes to change in. The living room was very busy for a while.
After dinner, everyone dispersed in a commotion, Ma Congyi was just about to lie down to rest after washing, and remembered Wang Chongyang from the nunnery, so he asked: "I'm going, can you take care of Wang Daochang?"”
Sun Fuchun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "I sent An'er and Ding Shun to take care of them there, I think Wang Daochang is really a man of Taoism. I couldn't help but tell me what Ma Congyi had done after he left.
Alas, you are such nonsense, how can you lock the Taoist chief in the nunnery!Ma Congyi said that he was going to put on his clothes and go to Nanyuan to visit Wang Chongyang, and when he saw that it was getting late, he stopped again, and called a family member to let him go to Nanyuan first to unlock the nunnery, and see if the Taoist chief needed anything, just do it for him.
From October to the present, Sun Fuchun has locked the nunnery for a hundred days, which was originally just a moment of anger, but it has verified Wang Chongyang's profundity.
I did this with good intentions," said Madame, "and where suspicion should be avoided, it must always be avoided, otherwise it will be a matter of decency!"”
* And so many bodies?Ma Congyi said, "He is a man who has attained the Tao, how can you look at him from the eyes of the world!"--The 'yin and yang harmony' he said was originally the root of Cheng Dan, did you think of **?It is precisely because of this difference between men and women that you never go to the Taoist Master to listen to the lectures after knowing the method of breathing, but how many truth-cultivating truths have you missed?”
According to what you say, you have learned what the husband said, and you must follow him to become a monkMadame asked, thinking of this verse, and she couldn't help but feel disheartened.
Alas, I have not yet made up my mind about becoming a monk. This time I went to Henan, although it was the harsh winter off-season, the business of each store was actually better than in previous years, I saw that Zhen'er took over and was still a little hot, and I always didn't worry about leaving it alone. Ma Congyi said, took off the clothes he had just put on, and lay on the bed with a long breath, "Although this trip is very hard, I always feel very happy when I think of being able to leave the family business created by my own hands to my two children. He lay down and said only a few words, and after a while he fell into a deep sleep.
The sound of firecrackers began to sound sparsely outside, and I thought that the child who was unwilling to be lonely was anxiously looking forward to the New Year. The sound was very clear in the air on a winter night, with a special New Year's flavor, a worldly, delightful, joyful taste.
Why do you have to be a monk if you live a good life at home?Green Lantern Ancient Temple, I don't know how bleak and lonely it is!Thinking this, Madame also fell asleep in a daze.
Ma Congyi has always felt that he is very happy, and he cherishes this happiness very much. If some people's lives are like a cup of boiled water, extremely plain, then he feels that his life is like a cup of fragrant tea with a little heat, or a bowl of fresh, fragrant rice just out of the pot, which is the best japonica rice, plus some rare Fanbang Gong rice, which his friend specially brought from other places. At this moment, he looked at the sparkling white rice in the bowl, the aroma was overwhelming, and there were several plates of dishes specially cooked for him by his wife on the table, with bright colors and fragrant fragrances.
Eat well and live well. Ma Congyi's heart stirred up a lot of indescribable enthusiasm for life, and at this moment that enthusiasm was fully absorbed into this bowl of rice, he picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to enjoy this ordinary but very happy bowl of rice.
However, with a sudden slight shake of the hand, the bowl in the hand flipped over, drawing an incomparably smooth arc, and then fell to the ground resolutely, and fell to pieces with a "pop"!
The broken pieces of porcelain burst out in all directions, continuing to make a crisp sound on the ground. Although the voice is slight, it can't help but be moving.
AhhMa Congyi opened his eyes in panic, and the surroundings were very quiet, it turned out to be a dream.
Immensely clear dreams.
A very familiar everyday scene, but it turned out to be so thrilling to him.
The broken porcelain pieces that were splashing everywhere, the edges and corners seemed to still be in front of him, and the pieces were broken, as if they had cut his heart.
Ma Congyi sat there demented**, Sun Fuchun woke up and saw her husband's appearance, and hurriedly asked what was wrong.
Ma Congyi originally didn't want to say it, after all, dreaming is really a vain thing, but thinking that today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the day is already unusual, how is it ordinary to have this dream?Coupled with Sun Fuchun's face full of concern, he had no choice but to tell the dream again.
After listening to her husband's dream, Sun Fuchun couldn't help but be stunned, thinking: "Under this New Year's Festival, the rice bowl is broken, it's really not a good omen!."But she didn't want her husband to be too distracted, so she comforted her husband and told him to relax, a dream really shouldn't be too much to worry about. But she was sullen all day, and her family came to ask for advice on the New Year's relatives, but she always listened absent-mindedly, and finally simply asked her daughter-in-law Ma Da Niangzi to do it for her, and she took Yan'er and Ying'er to the yard to relax.
Ma Congyi came to Nanyuan Nunnery to meet Wang Chongyang after breakfast, and as soon as he entered the door, An'er greeted him: "Master. ”
Ma Congyi nodded slightly, "Is the Taoist chief good?"”
The Taoist is waiting for you. An'er said, leading the horse into the inner room.
Ma Congyi saw that Wang Chongyang was writing in front of the table, the pen was very strong, and although the font was small, it was quite imposing, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good words!."”
Wang Chongyang put down the pen when he saw him come in, and Ma Congyi greeted Wang Chongyang, but Wang Chongyang looked at his face and asked: "Congyi, can you realize a dream this morning?."”
It's ......Ma Congyi was stunned for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide anything from Wang Chongyang, and couldn't help but show a sad face: "This dream is really not a good omen, on weekdays, I only feel that my days are like splendid flowers, but this scene in the dream is really shocking!”
The porcelain bowl is broken in the local area, of course, it is not a good omen in the present world, but there is no broken and no standing, and there is a new one, humanity is not separated, and it is difficult to climb the immortal road in the end. Righteousness, have you figured out this verse?Wang Chongyang said slowly.
The Taoist chief saw that the teachings were yes. Thinking that I am obsessed with Hongchen with this body, maybe it is like a dream. Ma Congyi said, "It's just that these many things are like flowers, how can I give up for a while?"”
When Wang Chongyang heard him say this, he didn't say more, but picked up the pen again and continued to write on the paper. It turned out that he was copying the "Maha Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", Ma Congyi watched carefully, Wang Chongyang was calm, and gradually wrote to the best state, and the heart and pen were one, which made Ma Congyi feel that he was excluded from the atmosphere, just like a spectator, and gradually he felt quite bored, so he turned around and went back to the room.
The next day on the first day of the Lunar New Year, early in the morning, the Ma family came to many relatives and friends, everyone greeted each other for the New Year, Ma Congyi and Sun Fuchun were in good spirits, full of social interaction, busy until lunchtime before they were idle.
After lunch, Ma Congyi was about to take a nap, but saw An'er come in with a porcelain box: "Master, madam, the Taoist chief asked me to send you a New Year's gift. ”
Oh, what was sent?Ma Congyi hurriedly sat up, looked at the porcelain box in An'er's hand and asked.
An'er opened the lid of the porcelain box in her hand, but inside was a pear of Huang Jingjing and Shui Lingling.
In the middle of winter, where did the Taoist get the pears from?Sun Fuchun was curious, picked it up and looked at it carefully, saw that the pear was golden and fragrant, and handed it to Ma Congyi.
Ma Congyi saw that this pear was no different from the pear he received in the golden autumn season, and couldn't help but open his mouth to take a bite, seeing that the pear flesh inside was snow-white, and the pear juice in his mouth was overflowing, and it was extremely sweet, so he ate a few bites and handed the remaining half to Sun Fuchun, "The taste is really good, you can taste it too." ”
To be continued, welcome to look forward to it).