Monk Pu Tong still lowered his eyebrows and said slowly: "If the donor had listened to Lao Na's words, spare four sons, you wouldn't be like this!"
Yang Fang felt unhappy: You monks always speak so mysteriously and like to be vague. Who would have thought that there is a deep meaning in it? Even if you know it, you can’t guess it!
"In this case, do you still dare to take me in? Aren't you afraid that I will harm you?"
"Everyone who comes to the temple is a pilgrim." Pu Tong said, "There is no reason to turn away people who are destined for Buddha's salvation."
Yang Fang seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and he didn't care about etiquette. He grabbed the master's hand and said: "Master, what should I do next? Please let me know clearly!"
Pu Tong didn't seem to be in a hurry. He pushed the bamboo jar containing sunspots in front of Yang Fang and made a gesture of invitation.
"Okay." Yang Fang thought that if the monk was happy with him, maybe he would give some guidance for his release. "This time, I will be bold and spare the master's second son."
"I accept the concession." Pu Tong said, and placed two stones on the two opposite corners of the chessboard. "Donor, when people do things, they should play chess. You must know that you will not regret your moves! Please!"
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After counting, Yang Fang was already in danger of being surrounded. Every move he made was getting slower and slower. It seemed that his defeat was certain.
"There are only a few games to play, and you can't do it unless you concentrate on it." Pu Tong said, "The donor is restless and impetuous. It may be difficult to win against me this time."
"Alas." Yang Fang sighed deeply, thinking to himself, aren't you talking nonsense? If I can calm down, why do I come here to you?
"The game of chess originated from the Warring States Period, and it was harmful to cheating and falsehood." Pu Tong said, "However, if you combine vertically and horizontally, you can't go too far and kill them all. The so-called besieging divisions must be blocked, and this is also true in Go. "
"Is this why you asked me to spare the fourth son?" Yang Fang asked.
"God has the virtue of good life." Pu Tong said, "I asked you to spare the four sons of the Huang family in the first place because I thought that they are of the blood of loyal ministers and righteous men, and they also share the same sympathy and sympathy."
"Suffering from the same problem?"
"To be honest, I have a brother who is currently imprisoned in your Jinyi Guard Prison." Pu Tong told him bluntly.
Yang Fang was very surprised and immediately guessed who his brother was - monk Pu Qia, the chief recording monk of Emperor Jianwen!
When the Holy Emperor first entered Nanjing, some people said that Emperor Jianwen hid in Pu Qia's home. Since then, Pu Qia has been imprisoned and has been imprisoned to this day.
Yang Fang also became a little vigilant: Pu Qia approached him first, and now he told him this, could he have some ulterior motive?
Could it be that he wants me to help him rob prison?
Pu Tong seemed to have seen through his mind: "I told the donor this for no other reason than a little selfishness... If the donor meets my brother in Jinyi Guard Prison in the future, I hope the donor will take more care of him and prevent him from suffering. Too many sins..."
"I...I can't protect myself now," Yang Fang said sadly, "It's unclear whether I can return to Jin Yiwei!"
Pu Tong smiled and said: "Underestimating the enemy is negligent of duty. I think it is a crime that will not lead to death."
Yang Fang was comforted and felt better. He also thought that the monk had asked the two sons to be spared. Could it be that he still had a chance to redeem himself?
Huang Run, the third son of Huang Zicheng, has been beheaded. If the monk said to spare the second son, does it mean that the atonement lies with the one son who has not been spared?
But how could the monk know so much? Is it possible that he has the ability to predict the future?
Before Yang Fang could ask, Pu Tong had already answered his doubts: "Many people in the Jinyi Guards like to come to our temple to offer incense and worship the Buddha, and listen to Lao Na's lectures on scriptures and Dharma. Lao Na also just learned that the donor is in Suzhou. experience."
Yang Fang suddenly understood. It seemed that Pu Tong had really met many people in the Jinyi Guards. He must have told them the same thing and asked them to help take care of Pu Xia in prison.
"What else did they say?"
"Jin Yiwei has sent people to Suzhou," Pu Tong said. "In addition, people have also been sent to look for you."
"Looking for me?" Although he expected it, Yang Fang still couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Why are you hiding?" Pu Tong asked.
Yang Fang didn't know how to answer, yes! Why should I hide? I didn't do anything wrong. If I really felt guilty, I felt guilty for the ten captains who died, as well as the two brothers Zhang Bian and Lin You. Needless to say, they must have taken the blame for me.
What's more, I also killed a rebel!
Sin does not lead to death, as monk Pu Tong said, sin should not lead to death.
Thinking of this, Yang Fang frowned and picked up the chess pieces from the chessboard: "Master, please play another game, how about it?"
"Okay." Pu Tong said, "There is no need to spare the chess piece."
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"Hul-gu-gu! Hur-lu-poof!"
Well, it's winter, where are the frogs croaking?
Lin Linyou was drowsily asleep when he was woken up by a burst of frog calls. When he opened his eyes, he found that the frog calls were right next to his ears - it turned out to be Zhang Bi's snoring that was so loud!
And he was squeezed so hard that he was facing the wall, unable to even turn over. Fortunately, he was leaning against the wall, otherwise he would have been squeezed to the ground by now!
"Ci'ao!" He pushed Zhang Bi hard and didn't move at all. He slapped him on the face, and Zhang Bi just rubbed his nose and smacked his lips, still sleeping soundly.
"Alas -" Lin Linyou sighed. It was uncomfortable to sleep again and again. There was no leakage in the room, but he didn't know what time it was. He simply got up, put on his clothes and carried the embroidered spring knife, and was ready to go out for a walk in the middle of the night. Visiting the temple is quite interesting.
Before walking out, he saw Zhang Ben sleeping so soundly. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He took his smelly knee socks and gently put them on his mouth...
Hanshan Temple, which was still a jungle in the early Ming Dynasty, is now merged with Xiufeng Temple, Huiqing Temple and Nanfeng Temple; Wenshu Temple, Yungao Temple, Shedu Temple and Chaolu Temple are four. It is big but not regular.
What's more, it looks even more shabby when you are older and have no money to fix it.
Lin Lin was walking aimlessly along the stone steps on the outer wall of the temple, and unknowingly reached the halfway point of the mountain. Suddenly he heard a melodious flute sound not far away. Although he didn't know what the music was, it was still late at night. Not only does it not sound sad and gloomy, it actually sounds good.
So he followed the sound of the flute and came to a small thatched nunnery. He saw that the wooden plaque on the nunnery was inscribed with the word "morning dew". The sound of the flute comes from here.
I stood quietly outside the nunnery and listened to the sound of the flute for a while. I couldn't help but push the nunnery door gently. With a "squeak", the door opened a crack, but it was unlocked!
Lin Linyou hesitated for a while, then walked in casually, closed the door, and stood in the small quadrangle. He saw dim light shining through the window of a room on the left in front, and a petite figure reflected on the window paper. , judging by her figure and hairstyle, she is a woman.
The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and a voice in the room shouted: "Who is it?"
She is indeed a woman, and her voice is very nice! He sounds young.
Why are there women in the temple? Female pilgrim? nun?
"Uh--I was passing by here on the way down. I saw your door was unlocked..." Lin Lin said.
"Please get out!" the woman said unceremoniously.
"Yes, I'm sorry to bother you." Lin Lin said, "Your flute sounds very nice. In fact, I also have a lot of research on the flute. Do you know the Guangdong Xiao King? He is from my good friend..."
"Get out!" The woman seemed a little anxious.
"Okay..." Lin Linyou thought that it was really inappropriate to stand in someone's yard in the middle of the night. It made him look like a bad person. The main reason was that he was feeling empty inside and really wanted to find someone to chat with.
Moreover, this girl's voice is so gentle and pleasant, and you can tell from her voice that she is a beauty.
However, they don’t want to chat with you at all, and it’s so late at night that it’s a shame not to scream for help, and the girl is very bold.
"Girl, I'll lock the door for you!" Lin Linyou turned around and bolted the courtyard door, ready to turn over and go out, "Hey, I didn't want to sleep in the long night, and I was also attracted by the girl's flute sound. In fact, girl, I am not a bad person. I’m under the banner of the Royal Guards of the Capital. Fortunately, you met me. If you really meet a bad person... remember to lock the door next time!"
"Are you a Jinyiwei?" The girl's voice came vaguely from the room, "Then come in!"
"Huh?" For a moment, Lin Linyou thought he heard wrongly.
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