Great Medicine Without Borders Chapter 764

  Chapter 764 The origin of the name

  Ye Qingya was engrossed in watching, and while watching, she used her hands to outline, trying to figure out how to use the brush.

Xu Chunliang didn't bother her either, and turned around to see that Monk Tonghui had come over. Pu Jian and Ge Guangming were filming the scene over there, planning to take these photos back and formulate a specific maintenance plan. Pu Jian promised to give him a 20% increase on the original basis. For the sake of money, Ge Guangming decided to give it a try. In fact, this project is not difficult, the key is that it is too labor-intensive.

  Tong Hui greeted: "Two benefactors, please drink tea in the cave."

  Ye Qingya was still immersed in the ocean of calligraphy art and could not extricate herself, she said softly: "Go first, I will go there later."

  Xu Chunliang followed Tong Hui into the cave, and Tong Hui was busy boiling water and making tea.

  Xu Chunliang said: "Master, did it rain a lot the past two days?"

Tong Hui said: "This mountain is different from the one below. In the past, our Duyun Temple was a place of geomantic omen. I have been here for so many years, and mountain torrents occur frequently, but every time I go around Duanyun Temple. I don't know what happened this year. Two days ago The mountain torrents caused by that rain rushed straight down from the east, destroying several meditation rooms, the entire Manjusri Hall collapsed, and a corner of the Daxiong Hall was also destroyed. If it is not repaired, it will also be in danger of collapsing."

  Xu Chunliang said that the regulations of Duyun Temple are not big, and the normal maintenance should not cost much, but the main problem is that it is located in the deep mountains, and it is inconvenient to transport materials.

  Tong Hui said: "It's also my fault. I have neglected maintenance during these years of illness, otherwise the loss this time would not be so big."

  Xu Chunliang said: "I see that you were drying your books just now, have many Buddhist scriptures been soaked in water?"

  Tong Hui said: "The waterway is also blocked, otherwise there would be no soaking in water. Thinking about it, I am really ashamed of Master. Some scriptures are fine to dry, and some need to be copied again."

  He brought a cup of brewed wild camellia tea to Xu Chunliang. Xu Chunliang took it with both hands and said with a smile, "Master, how is your health recently?"

  Tong Hui said: "Thanks to Master Xu, I have basically recovered now."

  Xu Chunliang said: "Have you gone to the hospital for a reexamination?"

  Tong Hui shook his head and said: "No, if you can't remember the past, just let it go. There is a destiny in the dark, maybe the Buddha just doesn't want me to think about it."

  Xu Chunliang said: "Master, may I take your pulse?"

  Tong Hui smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand. Tong Hui's pulse was stringy, and his tongue was red with a thin coating.

  Xu Chunliang asked about his recent rest situation. Although Tong Hui regained his rationality, he still had palpitations, less sleep, and more restless dreams. Xu Chunliang used acupuncture last time to help Tong Hui return from madness to reason, but it did not eradicate his illness.

According to Mo Han, Master Yuan Bei, the abbot of Duyun Temple, found Tong Hui under the cliff twenty years ago. disciple.

  Tong Hui has forgotten everything about the past since then. Judging from his pulse and his symptoms, he should have suffered a brain hemorrhage when he fell off the cliff, and his brain was bruised due to trauma.

  There is a saying in the medical classics: All incurable diseases are caused by poor blood stasis removal. Tonghui's retrograde amnesia is due to brain stasis, and madness is also the reason.

When Xu Chunliang came to Duyun Temple last time, he hadn't gotten the whole picture of the Tianyang chapter from the keel. Now he has fully grasped the mystery of the meridian and marrow production. He can even clean the parasite eggs in Ye Lao's brain. Eliminate one by one, like Tong Hui, he is sure to help him clear the stasis.

  Xu Chunliang said: "Master, if you want, I can try to help you dredge the meridians and regain your memory."

Tong Hui shook his head, pulled his hand back, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Master Xu. The poor monk is now living a very peaceful and happy life. I believe in Master Xu's medical skills, but you cured me. If my memories are happy Forget it, if it's all pain, wouldn't it be like stepping into hell?"

Xu Chunliang looked at Tonghui. Although this monk lost his memory, he did not lose his wisdom. Before he came to Duyun Temple to become a monk, he must have had a painful memory. He has been used to this kind of life for the past twenty years .

  Xu Chunliang said: "Master, don't you want to know that you still have family members in this world? How are they doing?"

  Tonghui said: "I am a monk. All four elements are empty and six senses are pure. The Buddha arranged for me to come to Duyun Temple to make me lose my memory, which is equivalent to helping me cut off the thread of dust. This is my good fortune."

  Xu Chunliang said again: "Whether you fell off the cliff by accident or was harmed by others, don't you want to know?"

Tonghui said: "It doesn't matter if you stumble or be harmed by others, the old self has long since died, and only Tonghui lives in this world. The poor monk devotes himself to the Buddha and will not be troubled by grievances, not to mention all the things in this world. Everything has karma, and the Buddha will arrange it himself, so why should I bother."

  Xu Chunliang sighed and said, "Forget it, since Master Tonghui has made such a choice, I have nothing to say."

  Tong Hui continued to serve tea, and said with a smile, "The female benefactor who accompanied you today seems to like calligraphy very much."

  Xu Chunliang said: "Her name is Ye Qingya, and she is a leader of the younger generation in the domestic painting and calligraphy circles."

  Tong Hui repeated softly: "Chang'e in the sky is unknown to anyone, so it should be as elegant as pear blossoms."

  At this time, Ye Qingya just walked into the cave from the outside, and happened to hear Tong Hui's recitation, she was a little surprised: "Master, you also know this poem?"

The poem that Tong Hui recited was called "Pear Blossom" and was written by Yuan Dynasty poet Fang Hui. This poet was not well-known, so his poems were not widely spread. Ye Qingya was born at the end of March, just when pear blossoms were in full bloom. season, so this poem was quoted when it was named.

Tong Hui said: "In my spare time, besides copying Buddhist scriptures, I also like to sort out the poems of past dynasties. Fang Hui has made great achievements in poetics theory. He put forward the "mind theory", advocating that poetry should highlight reality and the sense of the times, and pay attention to "personality." "The unity with "poetry style" advocates the combination of "thin, tough and pretty" and "clear and natural" style. It opposes the romantic and charming style of "Xikun style."

Ye Qingya said: "Fang Hui's poems are completely different from his conduct in the world. He is a man who has no integrity. He is ridiculed by the world, but he is good at discussing poetry. When Emperor Lizong of the Southern Song Dynasty was in the first place, he wrote "Plum Blossoms" at the beginning. "Hundred Songs" flattered the power minister Jia Sidao. Later, he saw that the power of the Tao was defeated, and he became the magistrate of Yanzhou. , and waited for the wind to fall, he was appointed as the general manager of Jiande Road, he is simply a chameleon."

  Tong Hui praised: "The female benefactor has studied Fang Hui quite deeply."

Ye Qingya said: "I became interested in him because I knew that my name came from his pear blossom poem. After collecting his historical materials and poems, my favorite poem is not this "Pear Blossom" but "Pear Blossom" Give Gao Xiangshi two poems ""

  Tong Hui said: "What is a sharp leader in Wu'an, and Zhenguan has no blessings for the people. There are many people in the world, and the people who are named are murderers."

  Ye Qingya's beautiful eyes are shining, this master Tonghui is really talented, he never thought that there is such a character hidden in this ancient temple in the mountains: "Yes, it is this song."

Xu Chunliang didn't have the slightest impression of Fang Hui. When he was alive, this guy hadn't been born yet, but judging from what Ye Qingya said, Fang Hui was a sleazy speculator, which is a bit strange. Come to such a profound verse.

  Xu Chunliang said: "That's a good sentence. There are many Marquises in the world, and Marquises are murderers. It is simply a portrayal of ancient and modern officialdom."

  Ye Qingya said: "The person who wrote such a poem has no integrity at all."

  Tong Hui said: "From the perspective of Fang Hui's life, he is indeed not upright, but if you know another side of him, you will feel that his contradictions are actually reasonable."

  Ye Qingya said: "Master, please advise."

  Tong Hui said: "I can't talk about giving advice, I'll talk about what I found from the history books for the two of you to refer to."

He took a sip of tea and continued: "Fang Hui is not only a poet, he also came from the Juemen. According to legend, the Juemen is one of the eight schools in the Jianghu. The patriarch is Guiguzi, a famous strategist. Guiguzi has two famous disciples, Su Qin." Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi, these two people are very talented, good at combining vertical and horizontal vertical and horizontal skills, and with the development of history, it has evolved into the way of being an official in the officialdom."

  Xu Chunliang said: "You mean, this Fang Hui is also a disciple of Juemen?"

Tong Hui said: "That's right, Fang Hui was born in the Juemen family and decided that he would use the Juemen's method when dealing with many things. According to the current saying, he would use official means. Naturally, such methods cannot be called moral integrity. Just as the benefactor said It is said that this person is extremely contradictory in his heart. On the one hand, he follows the trend and adopts the method of the noble family to increase his official rank, but on the other hand, he yearns for a pure and noble ideological realm. I think his life has been tangled and depressed."

  Xu Chunliang said: "No matter when the system is mixed, you can't pay attention to integrity."

  Ye Qingya said: "You can't generalize, most people are good."

  Xu Chunliang smiled, Ye Qingya is not suitable for the system anyway.

Tong Hui said: "The system must be able to stretch and bend. To be fair, Fang Hui also hit a wall in reality and gradually changed. In the third year of Jingding in the Southern Song Dynasty, he ranked first in the imperial examination, but he was suppressed by Jia Sidao. , was demoted to the head of Section B. Fang Hui should have hated Jia Sidao since then, but he was still flattering on the surface, writing "Hundred Songs of Plum Blossoms" to flatter Jia Sidao until Jia Sidao lost power , He immediately fell into trouble, this kind of person is not uncommon in the officialdom from ancient times to the present, the Juemen pays attention to judging the situation and adapting to the wind."

  Ye Qingya said: "Anyway, I don't like this person. After I found out the source of my name and Fang Hui's personality, I immediately thought of changing my name."

  Xu Chunliang laughed out loud, and Tong Hui couldn't help but smile too. Ye Qingya had the idea of ​​changing her name because of her character as a poet. It seems that there are not many such things.

  Tong Hui said: "The word Qingya is not exclusive to Fang Hui."

  Ye Qingya said: "My dad said the same thing. He also said that his best friend helped me to name me..." She stopped here, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's getting too far."

  (end of this chapter)

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