si-mexico Chapter 315: Seeking Fortune in the Temple
Chapter 315: Seeking Fortune in the Temple
Shen Changgong did not kneel.
It’s not that he looked down on the Buddha, nor that he would not kneel to anyone, but in his opinion, the only ones worthy of his kneeling were his ancestors, parents, and mentors.
Without ancestors, there would be no self. Only by respecting ancestors can we remember our roots. The grace of parents in raising us is greater than the sky. The grace of teachers in teaching us is greater than the knowledge, and we all deserve to kneel down.
Those illusory gods and Buddhas in the sky have done him no favors at all, so why should he kneel?
Being able to burn incense and bow is already a great honor and a way of adapting to local customs.
Tang Xinyi, on the other hand, looked very pious. She kowtowed three times respectfully, put her hands together, and prayed for something in her little mouth.
After a moment, she also stood up.
The old monk pointed to the cushion beside him and said,
"Please take a seat, Madam."
The old monk took out a fortune stick, placed it on the ground in front of him, and said,
"If you have a wish, you can ask the gods, and I will interpret it for you."
After saying this, the old monk closed his eyes and began to chant.
Shen Changgong picked up the fortune stick box, shook it gently, and made a wish silently in his heart. Soon, a fortune stick jumped out of the box.
He picked it up and saw four words written on it.
"Go up, Wugong."
"Master, what does this mean?"
Shen Changgong handed the signature to the other party.
The old monk took it and looked at it, frowning slightly and said,
"Great, Noon Palace. The precious sword leaps forth from its sheath, radiant with light, while within it has remained entirely untouched by dust. Now, carried forth by a distinguished person, it appears with majesty and authority, admired by all.
Interpretation: The sword is out of the sheath, shining brightly, with guidance from a noble person, everything goes smoothly. This sign indicates that everything will be beneficial in the past.
I don't know what the donor wants, but once the sword is out of the sheath, it will inevitably kill lives, and I am afraid that many lives will be destroyed.
Amitabha, well done..."
Shen Changgong frowned and said,
"What I mean is, when my sword is unsheathed, it will shine brightly, everything will go smoothly, and it will also be powerful and majestic, right?"
"Indeed, the donor himself is a precious sword. In the sheath, it does not attract dust, but out of the sheath, it shines brightly. You should be the unsheathed blade, invincible, unstoppable, sweeping away all enemies.
This is your fate, but I cannot bear to see you suffer."
"But I'm asking for national destiny."
"The destiny of a country is also like this."
The old monk looked at Shen Changgong and asked,
"The donor should be from Yan, right?"
"Oh? Master figured it out?"
"That's not the case. The clothes of Kun country soldiers are not black."
Shen Changgong: ...
"The master is indeed honest."
"Monks don't lie."
The old monk smiled slightly and put the stick back into the stick box.
"Donor, the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom, like you, has been unsheathed like a sharp blade, and it cannot be stopped. The sharp blade hurts others and oneself. It is either success or destruction.
I judge others by my own experience. I do not ask donors to lay down their butcher knives, but only to refrain from killing. In all things, be compassionate and good deeds will be rewarded."
"I understand. Thank you, Master."
Shen Changgong nodded and thanked him seriously.
Seeing this, Tang Xinyi quickly took the lottery box and said,
"So accurate, let me calculate it too."
Then he closed his eyes, shook it, shook it, and a stick came out.
When she picked it up, it said,
"Zhongping, Wu Palace."
"Isn't it a good sign?"
She was a little disappointed.
The old monk laughed and said,
"Madam, a good fortune isn't necessarily good, and a bad fortune isn't necessarily bad. Good or bad depends entirely on oneself, not on fate. It represents one's own destiny.
A neutral sign simply means that the path you are taking is the right one and there won't be any setbacks or storms."
He took the lot and interpreted it,
"Every plan and opportunity, every action taken, is a precaution. When the time comes, a noble person will help you, and you will live in peace and security.
Interpretation: "Replacing the old with the new, winter flowers meet spring, what was once blocked now finds a noble person. This sign indicates that it is good to be close to a noble person in all things."
"Ma'am, this is a good sign."
"Good thing? How to say?"
"Madam, have you been very worried lately? You've been thinking about it over and over again, but you're afraid to act or make a choice.
But what the fortune says is that you have met a noble person who helped you recently, and you have a safe home with a strong foundation. It means that you can settle down, have a safe home, avoid disasters, and have no worries about food and clothing.
Change the old into the new, the cold flower meets spring, which means to abandon all the old things in the past, a new destiny has arrived, the cold flower meets spring...
Well, as a monk, I can't say much. You can experience it yourself, lady. In short, what you are experiencing now is the best thing that can change your destiny."
Shen Changgong and Tang Xinyi were not fools and they immediately understood what was meant.
As the saying goes, when winter flowers meet spring, they will bloom. Tang Xinyi's heart, which has never been moved, should also be moved.
There are no flowers that have bloomed, no virginity that has been broken...
Tang Xinyi's face suddenly turned red.
"Bah, you old monk, are you in collusion with this man?"
The old monk still had a compassionate smile on his face. He placed the fortune stick in front of her, then took down an old scripture from the windowsill and said,
"Madam, each of the lots here is different. You can check them at will. The lots are drawn by you, not by me.
This is the scripture for interpreting divinations. Look at the 27th sign, which is the interpretation for the Zhongping Wugong sign. What is written there is exactly the same as what I said. I couldn't have made up a scripture specifically to deceive you."
Tang Xinyi looked and saw that this was indeed what was written in the scripture.
She knew that she had misunderstood others.
The old monk put away the scriptures and said,
"I have read the fortunes for the late emperor and for Your Majesty. I am fifty-six years old today and have never dared to tell any lies.
The female donor should be praying for marriage, but the fortunes you and this donor have are both in the Noon Palace, which means..."
"What does it mean?"
"A thousand miles of fate connects us, and the perfect match is right before your eyes."
"You two are more than a thousand miles apart. The fact that you are together now is destiny. Don't go against fate, or else nothing will go your way. Cherish each other, treat each other with respect, and support each other through thick and thin."
"Okay, Master, I understand."
"Good."
The old monk clasped his hands together and continued to close his eyes.
This old monk is indeed quite capable. Shen Changgong said no more. What he heard today was very good.
He stood up and asked Tu Queling to throw a lot of silver into the merit box.
"Master, let's go somewhere else and not bother you anymore."
"Donor, please feel free to have a vegetarian meal in the backyard at noon."
Shen Changgong took Tang Xinyi out of the main hall and strolled around the temple.
Perhaps it was the fortune-telling that helped Tang Xinyi overcome the hurdle in her heart.
Tang Xinyi smiled more often, and there was a hint of relief in her eyes, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her.
The hand holding Shen Changgong's was no longer stiff, but began to shake.
Looking at her changes, Shen Changgong knew that it was the right decision to bring her here.
After making wishes and wandering around the front temple for the whole morning, they finally arrived at the backyard at noon.
In the backyard, they saw many ragged women and children...