The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

The barren mountain in the Changkou of Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Shan has more than doubled the current mountain road. It is said that this is a white jade mountain road donated by a small businessman named Shen Wansan.

That little businessman had always been a master who likes to pray to God and worship Buddha. When he passed through Fengyang Mountain that day, he actually lost a large group of goods.

The cargo of this brigade is basically half of his net worth, who made his own from scratch.

If it can be delivered safely, he will make a fortune, several times or even dozens of times the profit, and he will get it.

It's a pity that the goods have just been lost.

Shen Wansan, who was frustrated in his heart, ran to the Huangjue Temple halfway up the mountain in the evening. In front of the big rock that closed the mountain, he murmured and complained for a long time, but fell asleep in a daze.

Who would have imagined that when he woke up in the middle of the night and was so hungry that he wanted to steal the fast fruit offerings here to fill his stomach, there were countless points of light floating on the big rock in front of the mountain, and a virtual reality appeared. A simple map.

In the most conspicuous position above, an X is marked.

And it was this thing that made Shen Wansan, who was bewildered, wake up in an instant.

He looked around and there was no one, then he slammed his head three times against the temple door behind the big stone, and made his vow.

"Bodhisattva manifests, thank Buddha. If Shen Wansan really finds the goods, I will definitely renovate the mountain road here!"

"I will come here every year to make a wish and visit!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Wansan ran down the mountain without looking back, just like this without forgetting to bite the peach in his hand.

When he found the place, he discovered that it was only one block away from the warehouse where he lost the goods.

The management of the chamber of commerce was actually guarding and stealing, and cooperated with the thief of Shen Wansan's family to transport the goods out of the house together, and bullied him, an outside businessman.

When Shen Wansan cooperated with the servants to recover his goods smoothly, and after the dangerous and dangerous delivery of the goods the day before the delivery date, this kid was even dependent on Huangjue Temple.

Since then, not only have all the mountain roads here been renovated and expanded, but also to match the white jade gate. The white jade stone of the similar color has been transported from the south as the steps, and the renovation here is completely new.

Shen Wansan, who has done these tasks, feels particularly inadequate, but whenever he has free time, he will call friends and friends to visit Fengyang Mountain, and do nothing else, just inside the big stone at the entrance of the temple. Posing his head to chat inside, talk.

How is the business today, and tomorrow's ship will sink to the bottom again.

While grumbling, while acting like a godly help, he made his business bigger and bigger.

It actually covers the entire Jiangnan.

It stands to reason that you, Shen Wansan, have done such a big business. You should be getting busier and busier, right? Don't run to this Huangjue Temple if you have nothing to do, right?

But he just didn't.

As long as his business involved the vicinity of Fengyang Mountain in Hui Province, regardless of the size, he would come over and take a look.

In his words, the reason why he Shen Wansan has today is because of the gift of the Buddha, and people must learn to be grateful.

Therefore, the mountain roads up and down the Huangjue Temple all carried his traces of Shen Wansan.

Such an obvious change is naturally clear to Zhu Yuanzhang.

While he talked to the brothers who were fighting side by side that this place was different from the past, he secretly watched the costly repairs.

The businessman surnamed Shen is rich enough.

Could it be said that this country, under his governance, has already begun to move towards the direction of making the country prosperous and the people strong?

The people are so rich, why is Lao Tzu still eating chaffy vegetables?

When Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head, he looked at the clothes made of silk and satin on the Queen Ma's body, but the most common material was only 80% new, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart became even stronger.

Just as he was vaguely thinking about what to do about this status quo, the big **** next to him gently reminded him: "The emperor, the gate of Huangjue Temple is coming soon. ."

"I see that the mountain gate is still closed tightly, and it doesn't mean to open it halfway. Do you need to send someone to the old slave, call someone from the mountain, and let the monks inside open the mountain gate?"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was carrying his hands on his back, was reminded by the people around him that he was actually standing still on the last step.

An emotion called cowardice near hometown came out of his heart.

When I see the big brother again, what should I say in the first sentence?

Big Brother, seeing my current achievements, will he change his attitude towards me?

Will he praise me once, and finally see the shining light on me?

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to no longer be an emperor who held the power of life and death in the world. He was like the little monk who had been carefully taught by his elder brother many years ago.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head mockingly, and said with some irony: "Everyone says that there is a real Buddha in Huangjue Temple, which is quite efficacious."

"If the people in this room don't even know of my arrival, then they really can't be called Taoist monks, efficacious people."

After speaking, the people around Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said yes, only the four of Li Shanchang silently lowered their heads.

Although this big brother has been in retreat for many years and can't get out of the mountain, no one knows when he will jump out.

For people who are accompanied by visions, mortals like yourself shouldn't let their beaks go.

They were quite happy when they said it, but there were so many pilgrims who couldn't hold back this person.

Since there is a very pious believer who likes to observe others, he is not ashamed of Zhu Yuanzhang's big words.

No, there was someone on the opposite side of Zhu Yuanzhang walking towards him.

However, several of the guards around Zhu Yuanzhang were about to draw their swords to stop them.

On the contrary, Zhu Yuanzhang was interested in stopping the actions of the people around him, wanting to see what this person wanted to do.

When the man was still a few steps away from him, he stopped with a sense of measure. Using his conscious and wanton attitude, he lifted the two broad-sleeved robes on his arms. tease.

Then he used his palm with four big gold rings on his five fingers, and pointed in Zhu Yuanzhang's direction: "Hey! Where did the madman come from, dare to say that this Huangjue Temple is not?"

"Look at the dressing of people like you." Shen Wansan glanced up and down the crowd in front of him with extremely contemptuous eyes.

It's untidy, but it's far from him Shen Wansan.

Thinking of this, Shen Wansan shook his two palms unconsciously, and the yellow gold ring gleamed with the light of local tyrant gold in the sun.

He gave him unlimited gold, and asked him to say the next words: "It must be the soil buns from the north."

"Conscientiously after a few years of study, or experienced something, it turns out that even the Buddha is disrespectful."

"Just like you, I shouldn't come up to discourage you, I should just watch you talk nonsense, and finally offend the gods and eat your own evil results."

"I'm telling you, hey! Don't you don't believe it"

Just as Shen Wansan got more and more excited as he spoke, his saliva was almost sprayed on the face of the chief **** who was between Zhu Yuanzhang and him, suddenly, there was a sudden change in the entire Fengyang Mountain.

I saw the birds that originally fly naturally, as if they were inspired by something, they swirled from the sky and fell on the surrounding branches, as if waiting for someone to come, quietly no longer knowing. Sing.

A few gray rabbits in the grass on the half-hill slope, even more so ignorant of the people coming and going around, jumped a little closer to the gate of Huangjue Temple.

Before everyone had time to react to these abnormalities, suddenly the one in front of them had been beaten by wind and frost for many years, and was covered by the loess dust and sand into a monolith, and it smashed towards the two sides. Got out.

Accompanied by a flutter of yellow sand, those tribute incense candles that were too close were dragged by the big stone and moved to the sides.

This sight not only stunned the two groups of Zhu Yuanzhang who were arguing, but also caused the few pilgrims who were not on the pilgrimage period to worship.

It hasn't responded for many years, it's as quiet as the mountain gate that was originally a stone.

And the people in this place are so old that everyone has forgotten that there are still monks alive inside.

When the two huge rocks were completely opened, and the yellow dust filled the sky, Li Shanchang behind Zhu Yuanzhang muttered to himself: "Big brother, big brother actually knows we are here. Fengyang Mountain is gone."

But when Zhu Yuanzhang and his group were surprised and suspicious, Shen Wansan next to them was fearless.

Seeing this situation, he was simply ecstatic, with mad worship and joy on his face, and he didn't even care to continue to reason with Zhu Yuanzhang, but turned around and went straight to the stone door. Rush over.

Who would have imagined that when the sky of yellow sand was gradually dissipating, everyone saw a few shadowy figures in the temple.

The monk who was in the lead faintly checked the head, and the distant singing was like a far-reaching wafting from the horizon.

"Zhu Donor, after a long absence, when we meet again in this temple, don't you come here unharmed?"

And it was this voice that not only prevented Shen Wansan's crazy forward, but also caused the person who was asked to have a hundred feelings in his heart in an instant.

After all, it was Gu Zheng who was able to slowly express what he wanted to say when no one answered.

When his voice fell, his brothers yelled together behind him: "Amitabha."

"Today is tentatively decided, and the wind and rain have been adjusted smoothly. Huangjue Temple once issued an oath to avoid the world and seal the mountain, and the time limit is now ended."

"The seventh generation of Huangjue Temple is now presided over, Master Wuyu, hand in hand with the seven disciples in the temple to reopen the gate and receive incense and the main hall."

"From then on, I should serve the Buddha wholeheartedly, protect the surrounding people, and pass on the boundless profound meaning of my Buddhist family."

When the voices fell, Gu Zheng took the stick and said to the pilgrims outside the door: "Huangjue Temple restarts the mountain gate and sweeps the couch to welcome you."

"Dear destined donors, you can go into the hall and put a stigma incense to show your devotion to the Buddha."

"The rumors are quite efficacious."

"This is also what I waited for the monks of Huangjue Temple to apologize for the act of closing the mountain."

Hearing what the host inside said like this, those believers who kept kowtow on the ground did not hesitate to get up from the ground one after another, and rushed towards the direction of the hall regardless of their concerns.

In the end, the act of opening the gate of the mountain caused the crowded temple gate to come out free.

It was not until this time that Zhu Yuanzhang really saw the current appearance of his big brother.

Years seemed to be particularly favored by this person, even if he had been away for many years, his face was not shrouded in the misery brought by wind, frost, snow and rain.

On the contrary, it is years, giving this man a middle-aged man with a more wise eyes and an insight into the heart of reason.

Just standing there, he was able to attract the eyes of everyone around him, not to mention that Gu Zheng at this time was the first time that Zhu Yuanzhang showed a satisfied smile?

Astonished Zhu Yuanzhang, before he could speak, Gu Zheng gestured towards him: "The environment here is a little noisy. Did the donor follow me to the palace?"

And before Zhu Yuanzhang could say yes, a very excited voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Brother! Brother!"

"Sure enough, you opened the gate!"

The crowd heard this sound really familiar and unfamiliar. When they turned their heads, they found that Cheng Enhou Zhu Chonger was standing behind them with excitement and trembling with his master on his back. Looking at Gu Zheng's direction, tears came straight down.

And the old monk with the beard on his back now gray and a lot of wrinkles was struggling to knock Zhu Chonger on the head, and unceremoniously ordered: "Buddy hurry up and put it down for me. Go back to the temple!"

"Oh oh!"

The good-tempered Zhu Chonger quickly squatted down, let the master on his back slide down, and then assisted him to walk towards the gate of Huangjue Temple step by step.

Seeing this old man, it was so rare that Gu Zheng stopped being calm and self-sufficient. Instead, he greeted him a few steps and supported his master's arm on the other side.

"Master! Your old man is still alive!"

That's right! Zhu Chong'er couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Then it really waited for the anger of the old monk: "What do you mean! No desire! You don't want me to be good, wish I was dead, right?"

"You see that the incense of the current Huangjue Temple is at its peak, so you don't want to welcome me, an old monk, back?"

"Think about how you promised me when you sent someone to take me away? When the gate of Huangjue Temple opened again, you would welcome your master and me back, didn't you?"

"Okay! Now that the mountain gate is open, there are more people coming to worship. You kid see me, the master who can only eat rice, is not pleasing to your eyes?"

"Is this planning to throw away the big burden? Why do I have such a hard life, Buddha and Bodhisattva, open my eyes, look at my unfilial apprentice."

Gu Zheng looked helplessly at the energetic and fake howls of this master, but he did not see that it was the mental outlook that an eighty-three-year-old man could have.

He could only comfort the old child helplessly, telling him why he didn't notice in advance.

The real reason was that he was waiting for Zhu Yuanzhang to come over and pretend to be forced. This naturally cannot be said, but there is also an indirect reason.