Seven hundred and fifty-two, a thousand-mile pilgrimage

Style: Historical Author: Song HunWords: 3342Update Time: 24/01/12 11:34:02
When I heard the appraisal meeting begin, there was a sudden silence in the hall.

Although the hall can accommodate a thousand people, each temple can only send one to three people.

The level of the temple is vividly reflected here. If you are one of the Five Mountains and Ten Temples, whether you are official or unofficial, congratulations, you can send three people to go in.

If you are in Mount Emei, Putuo, Jiuhua, Shaolin, or Mount Wutai, you can also send two monks in.

If you are not very famous, sorry, you can only arrange for one person to enter.

Don’t think these temples are unhappy, they are equally happy.

Even so, there are tens of thousands of monks outside, waiting to enter.

There are not only monks from the Song Dynasty, Hu people, Tubo, and Dali, but also monks from Korea, Japan, Annan and other places.

Zhao Ping will naturally not attend the appraisal meeting. He is studying how to mass-produce clam oil.

Zhao Ping was originally busy with official documents, but Zhaojiazhuang was actually a small country with many things to do.

Logically speaking, the Zhaojiazhuang matter is a major matter and should be put first.

Clam fairy oil is a trivial matter and should be left behind.

But no, my mother gave an order to set up a clam oil workshop.

Not only does it need to be done, but my mother also wants to come to Xi County in person to see the results.

Zhao Ping was a filial son. After receiving the letter from his mother, he had to put down his official duties and mass-produce the clam oil first.

Entering the mass production stage, Cuizhu, Qiu Ruoshui, and Huang Xiaoniu are obviously not enough.

After all, they are young ladies, naturally timid, and they are Zhao Ping's personal maids, so it is obviously impossible for them to be sent to the workshop to manage them.

Zhao Ping had no choice but to recruit new people.

At this time, not only Wang Guo'er, Zhao Long, Zhao Hu and others came into Zhao Ping's sight, but Chen Yiyi, another young lady who performed well in the workshop, was also pulled in.

Cuizhu never expected that the ten small bottles she gave her mother would cause such great pressure and consequences for Zhao Ping.

Cuizhu gave ten small bottles of clam oil, which was not enough.

Cuizhu guessed that the backyard housekeeper Zhao Tianshi and Lan'er who grew up together should have a small bottle.

But she never expected that they would not be assigned to them at all.

When my mother received the Clam Immortal Oil delivered by a fast horse, Yu Jie's wife Yu Liu, Zhu Wenbing's wife Zhu Chen, Zhao Ping's unmarried wife's mother Yan Du, Chengdu magistrate Qin Li, and Tongpan Yangwu's wife Yang Cheng My wife, my aunt and other noble ladies are already guests in Zhaojiazhuang.

Zhaojiazhuang has become a must-visit place for these women.

Needless to say, the food in Zhaojiazhuang is delicious. More importantly, Zhaojiazhuang always launches some new products every once in a while, and once these new products are released, they will inevitably lead the trend.

They ran towards Zhaojiazhuang in unison, so that they could taste the delicacies of Zhaojiazhuang and see if there were any new products.

These ladies' families are either powerful or rich, and some are even rich and powerful.

These noble ladies have no real hobbies, they just like things in Zhaojiazhuang.

When Zhao Ping discovered clam oil, Cuizhu naturally did not dare to hide it and immediately sent a letter to his mistress.

Mother received the letter from Cuizhu and immediately sent out an invitation, inviting them to come and see Zhaojiazhuang's latest clam oil.

I heard that this clam oil can not only moisturize the skin, but also beautify the skin. These noble ladies were a little skeptical.

They had never heard of such a thing, and they had even used it.

Many people have heard of Mianrufu Noodles. What is this noodle?

Maybe you don’t know, but this powder is sifted fine rice flour, and later added with heavy metal powders such as lead and tin.

These powders used for makeup are divided into two forms: solid and paste. The paste is also called "paste powder" or "gouache". This is the origin of gouache.

Although white lead powder can make the face look fairer and shiny, long-term use will cause facial skin to be corroded by heavy metals and turn gray and blue, which is very harmful.

To make matters worse, gouache easily falls off.

In order to prevent the gouache from falling off, they added rouge to increase its adsorption.

But the problem comes again. Although the adsorption force is increased after adding rouge, it will clog the pores on the face and make people feel uncomfortable.

It can be said that women in the Song Dynasty were able to accept the side effects to the maximum extent in order to love beauty.

I heard from my mother that Zhaojiazhuang has actually invented a cosmetic that not only moisturizes and breathes the skin, but also can beautify the skin. It doesn't even have the side effects of gouache. It's almost perfect.

After receiving the letter from their mother, these noble ladies couldn't wait to rush to Zhaojiazhuang in carriages and donkey carts, wanting to see how magical the clam oil in this dream was.

As a result, these noble ladies found the effect to be excellent after using Clam Immortal Oil.

This not only moisturizes the skin in winter, but also makes it shiny and smooth after application.

Even middle-aged beauties such as Yu Liu and Zhu Chen, who are older, have slightly fewer wrinkles after using it.

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Since the effect was so good, it was immediately divided among these noble ladies.

Not only that, the lady asked Zhaojiazhuang to make it immediately because their handkerchief friendship was finished.

While her mother was feeling proud, she sent a letter to Zhao Pingfei Ge, asking him to set up a clam oil workshop immediately.

Although Zhao Ping did not attend the Crystal Bodhisattva Treasure Appraisal Conference, Zhong Hua kept reporting information from the meeting so that Zhao Ping could fully understand the situation.

After receiving the report from Zhonghua, Zhao Ping did not expect that he just wanted to hold an appreciation conference. He did not expect that it would now become a pilgrimage conference for monks inside and outside the Song Dynasty.

No matter how much money these monks spend, they may not be able to travel across mountains and rivers to get here.

Even if the court orders, they would rather hide in the mountains and chant sutras than come here.

But in order to see the legendary Crystal Bodhisattva with their own eyes, they were willing to endure hardships and come here.

You know, when monks from Tubo, Annan, Korea, and Japan came here, they all traveled thousands of miles.

But here's the problem, the hall can only accommodate a thousand people, and it can't accommodate any more.

You have to know how many monks there are in the world, at least a million, or even more than three million.

The number of temples is almost 100,000.

Now I heard that Zhao Ping was going to hold a Crystal Bodhisattva Appreciation Conference in Xixian County, and all the temple monks who could come came.

Of course, there are also monks who are still on their way here, such as Sang Hung from Tibet, monks from temples in Lagari and other places, as well as local monks from Korea and Japan.

They have come all the way, but they can't enter the hall. What should I do?

Everyone begged to the security team if they could watch the appreciation meeting.

You know, most of these monks have traveled thousands of miles to come here on pilgrimage.

After all, there are only four Crystal Bodhisattvas, and a temple that can get these four Crystal Bodhisattvas must be a top temple.

Most of the remaining temples can only be missed.

Their requirements are not high. Since they are here, they just want to see the Crystal Bodhisattva in their mind. Look how pure it is, how crystal clear it is, how you can't help but worship it.

Zhao Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly when he received Zhonghua's report.

Since they have a pilgrim heart, this wish can certainly be fulfilled.

Zhao Ping put down his work, took a sip of tea, and walked a few steps around the coffee table.

Zhonghua didn't dare to look up, but just lowered his head, watching Zhao Ping circle around the coffee table several times.

After repeated calculations, Zhao Ping finally made up his mind.

Seeing Zhonghua lower his head, Zhao Ping suddenly asked: "How is the weather today for Zili (Zhonghua)?"

"Today's weather is good. It's a good day. It's sunny. It seems that the emperor is taking care of Zhaojiazhuang." Zhonghua didn't know why Zhao Ping asked this. He felt that Zhaojiazhuang was very lucky and it was rare to encounter good weather.

"Since the weather is good, that's not a problem." He nodded and immediately ordered: "Convene the meeting in the courtyard outside the hall."

Zhonghua did not expect that Zhao Ping would issue this order.

But Zhao Ping had given the order, and he had no choice but to execute it.

Zhonghua thought for a while and asked cautiously: "Little saint, what should we do with the monks who are already in the hall?"

"It's simple. Let them sit in the front and the monks in the back." Zhao Ping smiled lightly.

Zhong Hua thought about it for a while and realized that this was indeed a good idea. He would quit immediately after giving a warning.

Zhao Ping stopped Zhonghua again and remembered something.

Zhonghua didn't know what was going on, so he turned around.

"One more thing, you must pay attention to safety and protection. The more people there are, the greater your burden will be. But it is worth doing this for the monks in the world." Zhao Ping explained repeatedly.

Hearing this, Zhonghua broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Zhaojiazhuang is very powerful. It is expected that these monks do not dare or have the ability to cause trouble, so it should not be a big problem.

Following Zhonghua's order, the monks inside started talking a lot when they heard that the treasure appraisal conference was going to be held outside.

These monks either come from famous mountains and rivers, or from five mountains and ten temples, or their temples are extremely famous, or their positions are extremely high, or they themselves are extremely famous.

The monks outside either came from small temples or were not well-known. Many of them wore worn-out baina robes, some even had holes in their baina robes, and some even smelled bad.

Although they are all in the same way, they are still divided into three, six or nine levels.

Otherwise, why did the government of the Song Dynasty seal five mountains and ten temples?

Unexpectedly, Zhaojiazhuang gave an order to allow them, the superior monks, to mix with the inferior monks.

Although Jigme was a lama, he was extremely angry at this time.

They finally managed to get two places to enter the hall, but they didn't expect that the appraisal meeting would not be held in the hall.

He bowed to Pasiba and looked at the noisy courtyard outside: "Brother, we are all noble guests, why should we appreciate the Crystal Bodhisattva with the lowly guest outside?"

Hearing this, Pasiba couldn't help but look outside.

In the hall, there are either eminent monks, temples in famous mountains and rivers, or temples in the Five Mountains and Ten Temples appointed by the government.

As for the monks outside, not only are they not famous, they even wear clothes like beggars.

After coming from a distinguished family, do I want to hang out with these inferior monks?

Thinking of this, he fell into deep thought and hesitated for a moment.

He was unsure, and neither were Jialuo and the others. Looking at the beggar-like monk outside, their expressions changed rapidly.