Yang Huairen grinned and said to the old monk Wuneng, "No wonder you secretly ran down the mountain." ”

The old monk didn't mind Yang Huairen joking with him, but happily gestured, "The old man was already so obsessed with fat in the mountains, and then he came to your house, but he was just a little fatter."

Therefore, it is not right to say that the old man went down the mountain because he could not eat the fast of the monastery. ”

Yang Huairen thought for a while, when he first saw the old monk Wuneng in his vegetable field, he was indeed as fat as a Maitreya Buddha, and now compared with that time, he is indeed not much fatter.

However, he immediately smiled and asked tentatively, "Master, I heard that the mountain is lush and lush, and there are many birds and rabbits, before the master came down the mountain, he didn't trouble them, right?" ”

The old monk smiled so hard that he lost his eyes, "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

He pointed to the monks in the canteen opposite, who were eating like robots, and said, "Monks eating fasting may seem strange to you, but for them, this is a kind of practice.

And some monks regard the desire to cut off the desire of the tongue as a practice, and some monks do the opposite, how do you know that the Tao is not another kind of practice? ”

Yang Huairen smiled ambiguously, "The master doesn't need to explain to me, I understand, the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha is in my heart." ”

The old monk smiled even more happily, and subconsciously picked up the water cup in front of him to drink with Yang Huairen, only to remember that the cup was only filled with water, and said a muttering Zen language, "Whether the cup is water or wine, it is in your heart and me." ”

After drinking it all, Yang Huairen also drank it all, but he didn't have the realm of an old monk, and he couldn't imagine the taste of wine after a sip of cold water.

After eating the fasting meal and thanking the abbot, Yang Huairen's family said goodbye to the monks and went down the mountain.

The second girl was already impatient, and she couldn't wait to rush down the mountain to play by the West Lake in three or two steps, this time Yang Huairen didn't hold the child, and walked in front of the team with the old monk who came out in a hurry.

There was a road to continue up the mountain outside the temple gate, and Yang Huairen couldn't remember where he went, so he casually asked, "Where are you going along this road?" ”

When the second girl heard her brother's question, she jumped out and said with a smile, "Big brother, this is not simple, there are no residents on this mountain, it is all temples, and if you go to the mountain, it is still a temple." ”

The old monk nodded, "The girl is right, continue to walk along the mountain road, there are several temples, the most famous should be a Tianzhu Buddhist temple." ”

"Oh, I see," Yang Huairen hurriedly said to his sister, "Then let's hurry down the mountain, there is a paradise below waiting for us to visit and play, if my mother remembers this, I am afraid that it will be consumed in the monk heap at noon." ”

Er Ya was startled when she heard this, and hurriedly waved at the sisters-in-law behind her, signaling them to go faster.

The old monk looked at the brother and sister and smiled again, and Yang Huairen asked, "How?" Is there anything wrong? Doesn't the master also like to worship the Buddha? The monks of the Great Song Dynasty don't want to see you, I'm afraid the monks of Tianzhu are enough to see you. ”

The great monk suddenly asked, "Does the prince know when the saying of heaven in Hangzhou came from?" ”

Yang Huairen scratched his cheeks, and said that when he was a child, he heard that adults often said that "there is heaven and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou" to praise the beautiful scenery of Suzhou and Hangzhou, but he never thought about where this statement came from.

He shook his head, and the great monk explained, "At first, when Hangzhou was described as a paradise, it didn't mean that the scenery of Hangzhou's West Lake was beautiful.

In the previous dynasty, Wu Yue took Buddhism as the state religion and showed great respect for Buddhism, and spent a lot of money and silver to build hundreds of Buddhist temples or stupas outside the national capital of Hangzhou at that time.

More than 100 years ago, the West Lake was not called the West Lake, it was called Qiantang Lake, and the surrounding area was almost covered with all kinds of Buddhist monasteries, and the incense of worshipping all kinds of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas spread on the lake.

The people and tourists strolled in the meantime, and the mist was as if they had come to the fairy world, so they regarded the Qiantang Lake at that time as heaven and earth.

Later, Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty unified the Ten Kingdoms and established the Great Song Dynasty, and these Buddhist temples in Qiantang Lake lost their original incense, and many temples were dilapidated in the war, or even demolished.

Those who stayed behind have become famous Buddhist temples in the south of the Yangtze River. During the Renzong Dynasty, the official family attached great importance to Buddhism from the beginning, such as allocating more than 1,000 acres of good land to Lingyin Temple, which made Lingyin Temple and other monk forests flourish today.

In the past, Qiantang Lake, in the praise of poets, has gradually become West Lake, and few people still remember the name of Qiantang Lake. ”

Yang Huairen hugged his fist at the old monk with admiration, "The master is very knowledgeable, and the kid has been taught." ”

Originally, the name of West Lake and Heaven came from this, but from now until the next thousand years, West Lake is indeed called Paradise.

First, the beautiful scenery of the West Lake itself is the best in the world, and secondly, the south of the Yangtze River is rich, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the living standard is one of the highest places in the country, which is called paradise on earth, which is not an exaggeration.

There is another thing in Yang Huairen's memory that is also of great significance to the West Lake, Su Dongpo served as the prefect of Hangzhou during the Yuanyou period, and saw that the grass of the West Lake was long and the water was dry, and the fields were more than half, and if the West Lake was not governed, the beautiful West Lake would disappear in the long river of history.

So Mr. Dongpo wrote to the imperial court and asked for the dredging of the West Lake. The imperial court only thought that he was dredging water conservancy, and although he allocated some money and silver to Su Shi, it was still too far behind compared to the amount of dredging the West Lake.

So Su Shi thought of another way to save the country, and asked the imperial court for more than 100 monks' degrees, as a benefit, and asked the monasteries around the West Lake to help mobilize the people to raise donations and labor for this project.

The appeal of the temple was really huge, and almost all the squires in Hangzhou were mobilized to donate, which allowed Su Shi to have enough funds and manpower.

It is said that at that time, Su Shi mobilized 200,000 people to dig out the grass and silt in the lake from east to west, and build a lake embankment on the west side of the lake.

Then, on the lake embankment, six arch bridges were built, including Yingbo, Suolan, Wangshan, Pressing, Shupu and Cross-Hong, and more than ten kinds of ornamental trees such as hibiscus, wood, cherry blossoms, weeping willows, and begonias were planted, adding several beautiful scenery to the West Lake.

This is the famous Su Causeway in later generations.

In this way, future generations will still have the beautiful scenery of West Lake to enjoy, thanks to this Mr. Dongpo.

Yang Huairen remembered that he had a few encounters with Mr. Dongpo, and suddenly imagined the scene where he led the people to dredge the West Lake, and his admiration was even greater.

It's just that when I think of Mr. Su, his old man has now been degraded by the imperial court and gone to Danzhou in Hainan to suffer, I can't help but sigh in my heart.

You must know that Danzhou at this time was a reckless wilderness, and for a literati, being degraded to a place like Danzhou was almost a punishment and humiliation worse than cutting off his head.