If you want to talk about what is the biggest activity of Zen temples in winter, it must be the "Zen Qi".

Tianchan Temple usually gets seven consecutive days, that is, the temple is concentrated in the meditation hall, and practices for forty-nine days in a row.

However, because of the extension of the penalty period at that time, he, including the good results of surveillance, missed it.

After he passed his "sentence" smoothly, he caught up with another major event in the temple.

As the New Year approaches, the eldest brother officially takes over as the abbot, and the second brother Yuanchen takes over the responsibility of master in charge of the temple. Many years ago, the elders of the first squad were no longer in charge of the matter, and they have always managed all the big and small matters. Now, it is legitimate to follow the process.

In this way, only Yuanxing and no title remained among the second generation of disciples.

If we refer to the template of the previous generation, Yuanxing should have taken over the job of the Third Division Uncle Patrol, but he still walks back and forth with a knife every day, regardless of wind and rain, and it does not seem to be about retirement early.

Finally, the eldest brother made a decision and gave him the title of the Lord of Hidden.

Yuanxing happily accepted it, but it was just a nice name anyway.

The main function of the Tibetan master in the Buddhist jungle is to manage the work of the Sutra Library. There are few people in the Tianchan Temple, and they will talk about what the biggest activity of the Zen temple in winter is that it must be the "Zen Qi".

Tianchan Temple usually gets seven consecutive days, that is, the temple is concentrated in the meditation hall, and practices for forty-nine days in a row.

However, because of the extension of the penalty period at that time, he, including the good results of surveillance, missed it.

After he passed his "sentence" smoothly, he caught up with another major event in the temple.

As the New Year approaches, the eldest brother officially takes over as the abbot, and the second brother Yuanchen takes over the responsibility of master in charge of the temple. Many years ago, the elders of the first squad were no longer in charge of the matter, and they have always managed all the big and small matters. Now, it is legitimate to follow the process.

In this way, only Yuanxing and no title remained among the second generation of disciples.

If we refer to the template of the previous generation, Yuanxing should have taken over the job of the Third Division Uncle Patrol, but he still walks back and forth with a knife every day, regardless of wind and rain, and it does not seem to be about retirement early.

Finally? The elder brother made the decision? Give him the title of the Lord of Hidden.

Yuanxing happily accepted it, but it was just a nice name anyway.

The Tibetan master in the Buddhist jungle? The main function is to manage the work of the Sutra Library. There are few people in the Tianchan Temple? The collective work of going out to the slope must be participated, and everyone takes turns to do the remaining chores? With this function, the focus is only slightly different from the past.

But he really thought it was simple? Since taking office, the rest of the monks perfectly bypassed the Sutra Library when they were assigned chores.

So, he was the only one who was responsible for the Sutra Collection. Organizing the collection, repairing the doors and windows, wiping the bookshelf? Cleaning the floor...

After working for a few days, he finally came back to the taste. Isn’t this just a sweeping monk?

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After the New Year, the weather began to warm up gradually, and Yuanxing planned to take out the books in the library and dry them.

But, he looked at the dazzling array of books? The workload was really huge.

So, as soon as the morning class ended on the second day, Yuan Xing directly found the good results of the job assigned and asked him for someone.

Is the uncle who must give me the face? I dare not give me any more, and I arranged for two junior brothers to help me without saying a word.

Who knew that Yuan Xing was not satisfied?          Seeing Shanguo, he seemed to be very idle?                                          

With enough manpower, it is faster than if one person is silenced? Not long after, the yard in front of the Sutra Tower was covered with books. Yuan Xing and several juniors squatted on the ground, checking one by one for any insect pests. This took a whole day.

Seeing the sun set, Yuan Xing gave another order, everyone began to gather and put the book back into the building.

When passing by Shanguo, Yuanxing glanced at the other person's beauty and frowned unhappily: "Isn't it just doing some work? Why are you still frowning?

The work of drying Buddhist scriptures is a bit troublesome, so it won’t be so bitter and grudged, right?

"Oh. Uncle Master misunderstood." Shanguo sighed first, glanced around him, and said depressedly: "My master beat me yesterday."

Yuan Xing suddenly realized that he said that the good deeds are not lazy people, so he would not be so arrogant because he forced him to work. Then he said indifferently: "Just fight, just fight, you must have made a mistake."

"Master is so unreasonable. The disciples are so old that they still have to be beaten in front of others, which is really embarrassing..." Shanguo said in a depressed tone, but before he finished speaking, he was immediately slapped in the back.

"Who do you think is embarrassed?" Yuan Xing raised his eyebrows and scolded.

"I..." Shanguo was stunned and took a long time to react. If you want to be embarrassed, the person in front of him was punished for a long time before the New Year, and one day he was beaten to the point of a blue face by his master. Wouldn't he be even worse than him?

He wanted to explain, but Yuanxing just looked at him lightly and warned: "I forgot the rules and precepts of the temple? I didn't know how to reflect on my own mistakes, but I talked about my teacher behind my back. It would be considered light to beat you." After that, he ignored him and went to work hard on his own.

The next day, the weather was still bright. The nephew who helped him yesterday came again, but there were fewer good results and more Shanming Xiaoxiaomi.

"The eldest brother complained to the abbot and uncle, and asked to leave behind and think about it." Shanming explained to Yuanxing in a low voice.

"So you came for him?" Yuan Xing looked at the teenage monk in front of him with playful thought. Although the other party had made him hungry for three days, he had no resentment in his heart. When he thought of the little novice monk's face and pretending to have diarrhea, he felt funny.

The latter nodded repeatedly, and after he agreed, he joined the ranks of books to move. However, when he was doing things, he seemed a little free because he was young and even shouted at a bug.

Yuan Xing was funny watching, but he didn't expect that a person like the second senior brother would accept such a lively disciple.

Yes, among the younger generations, Shanming's identity is unique because he is the only disciple of Yuanchen's second senior brother Yuanchen. Although he is the youngest, he has been in the school for six or seven years.

But I didn't expect that for so many years, this child has not been influenced by the taciturn and serious and unconventional Yuanchen, which is an exception.

After four consecutive days of busyness, I had to organize and dry the books in the library. This job doesn’t seem heavy, but I have to spread out each book and sort it out in different categories. I am really busy. Even though I have good cultivation, I will breathe a sigh of relief after doing these things.

After evening class, he specially picked two books of the scriptures and returned to his room, and finally felt the mood to make a pot of tea for himself, and then enjoyed the bad time of studying.

It was a coincidence that as soon as the flames of the small stove rose, someone came to his room.

The visitor was the elder brother's fate. He walked into the meditation room with a smile, sat by the stove, and said, "Shanguo said to me, your words made him repent." When he took over as the abbot and presided over morning and evening classes and Buddhist affairs, the elder brother was naturally as serious as he was, but in private, he still looked like a kind smile.

Yuan Xing smiled when he heard this: "What sudden remorse? It's just a living example. With my uncle as a role model, he still doesn't know how to do it?"

"You." Yuanfa raised his hand and pointed at Yuanxing, shook his head helplessly, paused, but suddenly sighed with worry, and then said, "Prepare, you will go to the capital with the master tomorrow. After all, I am old, so I feel more at ease with you to take care of you."

"So early? What is the matter that must be brought forward?" The latter frowned and heard some news when he was punished last year, but because he was not easy to ask, he forgot about it after being silenced. He thought he would have to wait until spring plowing before talking. But he didn't expect it to be so early, and he didn't expect that the master would go there too. You must know that the old monk has not stepped out of the temple for twenty years, and is even ninety years old. How can he withstand the pain of running around at such an old age?

"You are not surprised, why is the master called the abbot, but I can only be the abbot when I take over?" Yuanfa looked at him with a strange look. Although he knew that his junior brother had never paid much attention to worldly affairs, he was not curious about such obvious differences at all?

"Of course it's strange, but when I asked my second senior brother, he just said it was inconvenient and didn't tell me at all." At this time, the water was already ready, and Yuanxing kept moving his hands. After a while, the tea was ready, and he poured it for the senior brother first, and then he said something like complaining.

The older generation dared not look for it, and the younger generations didn't look like they knew it. The second senior brother didn't say it, and the eldest senior brother was too busy, so he could only keep his questions in his heart.

"The old man traveled around the world and made friends, and had a great reputation in the north. When the Tartar Emperor heard about it, he issued an order to give the title of abbot of the twenty-eight temples in the north." Yuanfa took a sip of tea and explained slowly: "I really didn't want to do things for the court, but I couldn't refuse. My master had to take it, but I never officially took office. Later, I went back to the mountain to recuperate and had no idea about this. But in the first few years, there were many people visiting the mountain, and the name of this "abbot" was confirmed. Seeing that the old man did not have the intention to go down the mountain to intervene in other people's temples, he gradually came less. When you enter the mountain, the situation in the north was already in chaos and no one came."

"So that's how it is." Yuan Xing suddenly realized.

"The Grand Governor of the Guards is a man of great responsibilities. Even to see his son, he did not visit him in person, and stayed for three days." Yuanfa continued: "Isn't it because the master's reputation is too great that no one in the northern Buddhism is right?"

"So, what's the matter? It's worthy of the Supervisor of the Guards to do this?" Yuan Xing asked again.

"I told you five years ago that some people from both Buddhist and Taoist schools are very concerned about the declining spiritual energy. Over the years, many people have lobbyed in the court and prepared to do some actions." Yuanfa drank the tea in one go.

"If you are attentive, just be attentive? The changes in spiritual energy are God's will, and no one can control it." Yuan Xing picked up the teapot and continued it for him, and said indifferently. He has been six hundred years later.
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