No wonder the young monk was surprised.
Baoyun Temple is built on the top of Beiqi Mountain. It is not famous. The mountain road is difficult to travel in winter, so few people come here to offer incense.
What's more, Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao came to the inner courtyard without being notified.
When Zhao Hao saw someone, he greeted him cheerfully: "We are here to find someone."
The young monk frowned, "Who are you looking for?"
"The abbot of your temple, Master Huiguang."
After Zhao Hao finished speaking, the young monk's expression suddenly became wary. He pushed Zhao Hao with both hands, "There is no such person in our temple, and the host is not called Hui Guang. The donor is in the wrong place, please go back!"
"You should tell me if you are wrong. Why are you driving someone away?" Thanks to Zhao Hao being an adult, the young monk couldn't push him.
If his attitude was normal, Fu Jiao wouldn't be suspicious, but the young monk drove them out nervously. Isn't this because there is no silver in this place.
Fu Jiao didn't want to lose face. She came all the way to see Hui Guang, so she stretched her neck and shouted: "Master Hui Guang! Where are you, Master Hui Guang! We have something important to see you!"
Zhao Hao also shouted with her.
The young monk was so anxious that he couldn't cover their mouths. The noisy noise finally attracted all the other monks in the temple. The leading middle-aged monk was wearing a red cassock, and he looked very majestic at first glance.
He strode over and scolded the people for their farce: "Zhengtong, stop it!"
When the young monk named "Zhengtong" saw him, his tears fell down and he said, "Host, these two people are here to cause trouble!"
When Fu Jiao heard that Zhengtong called the person to be the host, her eyes lit up and she quickly asked: "Are you Master Huiguang?"
The host has a majestic appearance, with lop ears, big eyes and thick eyebrows. Knowing that they were looking for Hui Guang, they also looked surprised.
He said to Fu Jiao: "The poor monk's name is Hui Wen, not Hui Guang."
"Then where is Master Huiguang?"
Hui Wen glanced at the two of them, frowned and asked, "Master Huiguang is a poor monk. He has moved to Siguoya Qingxiu for many years. Do the two benefactors come to see my senior brother for something?"
"It's very important."
Fu Jiao knows that Buddhists among them are most taboo about karma, and if they do evil things, their conscience will be condemned. Thinking of this, she told the story of Huiguang's aid to the emperor: "Ten years ago, Master Huiguang was in the Fu family in the capital..."
As soon as he said a few words, Master Huiwen's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Fu Jiao from continuing, "Female donor! Be careful what you say! Let's go somewhere else to talk!"
Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao looked at each other.
In addition to the young monk Zhengtong, there were also some other monks gathered around. Obviously Huiwen knew about this, but could not make it public.
Huiwen asked the monks to disperse and led Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao into a secluded monastery. He hesitated and said, "Who are the two benefactors? How do you know about the rituals my senior brother performed at the Fu family?"
Fu Jiao said: "I am the daughter of the wronged soul that Master Huiguang suppressed back then."
Those words made Master Huiwen extremely ashamed.
He said: "You finally found me..."
"What you have done cannot be erased. If you don't want others to know about it, don't do it unless you do it yourself. As a Buddhist, Master should understand this truth better than me."
Master Huiwen’s eyes were complicated.
He said: "It was indeed my senior brother who made a mistake back then, so when he came back, he stepped down from his position as host and took the initiative to go to Siguo Cliff. He has been atonement over the years..."
It is indeed an unforgivable mistake to transfer the sin of buying life money to another person and let another person bury his life in vain.
"But, senior brother has no choice." Hui Wen couldn't help but sigh, "Back then, Baoyun Temple didn't have money for sesame oil, and even the door was broken and there was no money to repair it. In winter, the monks shivered with the cold, and in summer, it rained heavily, and there was nothing dry for several days. Wearing clothes, hey, for a little sesame oil money, my senior brother had to do something unconscionable..."
Monks are also human beings.
For the sake of so many disciples in the temple, Master Huiguang, as the host, had to sacrifice five buckets of rice. Even if he later lived in Siguoya to atone for his sins, these things had already happened and could not be changed.
Knowing the cause and effect, Fu Jiao was not angry. She calmly said to Huiwen: "Please take us to find Huiguang. Chanting sutras at Siguo Cliff is not atonement, but pointing out the real mastermind is atonement."
"What do you mean by donor?"
"I hope Master Huiguang can help me identify the crimes Fu Zhenqing committed back then. He killed his own concubine, so why can he live with peace of mind? Tit for retaliation, now is the time for Fu Zhenqing to get his retribution."
Huiwen knew that Huiguang's heart was tied to this matter.
He hesitated for a moment and nodded: "If it were anyone else, I might not take you there. But you are the daughter of the victim at that time, and I think senior brother also wants to meet you."
Finished speaking. Huiwen held a lantern in front to lead the way, leading Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao to Siguo Cliff, which was overgrown with grass. In front of Siguo Cliff, there is a small courtyard where some vegetables and fruits are grown. It was already dark, but the lights in the hut were still on, and a low sound of chanting could be heard.
"Senior brother, senior brother."
Huiwen stepped forward and called the door. After a while, the door opened. A white-bearded monk in his sixties, wearing simple gray monk robes, opened the door tremblingly.
"Hui Wen? Why are you here?"
"Brother, someone is looking for you..."
Huiwen stepped aside, and Fu Jiao and Zhao Hao came over. Fu Jiao smiled slightly at Huiguang, "I have long admired your name, Master Huiguang."
"Who are you……"
Hui Guang could not hide his doubts.
Fu Jiao announced her identity: "I am Aunt Rong's daughter." She paused and said, "Master Huiguang will not forget who Aunt Rong is, right?"
Hui Guang's expression changed instantly.
After a long time, he sighed and asked sadly: "Are you here for revenge?"
"no."
Fu Jiao glanced at Hui Wen, who immediately explained Fu Jiao's purpose. He knew that his senior brother had been brooding about this matter for so many years, and finally found an opportunity to atone for his sins. He couldn't miss it, and kept urging him: "Brother, you can't make the same mistake again and again. Since the female donor came to your door, you can't miss it." It’s time to help her uncover the truth of that year.”
Huiguang is in a dilemma.
He shook his head, "Such ghosts and gods are not easy to convict. Today's saints don't believe in this and rashly asked me to identify the imperial officials..."
Fu Jiao was a little angry.
She angrily said: "It seems that Master Huiguang doesn't want to get into trouble. The so-called atonement is not just a show for others to watch."
"it's not true."
Hui Guang was obviously a little worried, "If the donor has a good idea, the poor monk is willing to help."
"As long as Master Huiguang follows me to the capital, I will have a way to make Fu Zhenqing confess."
Don't forget, she also has a mantra!
She was steadfast in her oath, and Huiguang also believed her and agreed to serve as a witness.
"It's just..." Hui Guang suddenly wondered, "Donor, at such a young age, how did you know that the incident was related to the poor monk?"
Fu Jiao smiled and said, "My mother told me." (End of Chapter)
