Chapter 45 Heart Sutra

Old Mrs. Zhao suddenly asked everyone to copy the Heart Sutra. It goes without saying who had the idea. Everyone looked at Zhao Shuqing with reproachful eyes. She was really looking for trouble.

When Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao walked away, Zhao Shuqing defended herself: "I didn't tell the old lady to let everyone copy the Heart Sutra together."

"If not Why are you so busy copying the Heart Sutra to the old lady? Why would the old lady think of letting us copy the Heart Sutra?" Zhao Yuxiu said bluntly.

"I, I didn't expect this." Zhao Shuqing bit her lip, her eyes were slightly red, looking like she had been wronged.

"Don't act like we're bullying you, it's obviously you who has caused us trouble." Zhao Yuxiu said angrily.

"Forget it, Sister Xiu." Zhao Shuhui advised.

"The Heart Sutra only has 260 words. If you copy it a hundred times, it will only be 26,000 words. The old lady did not set a time limit for copying it out. Just copy it slowly." Zhao Wangshu said softly. .

"I'm just afraid that some people will try to please others and finish the copying in one night, which will make us look lazy." Zhao Shuangzhi said with a strange tone.

Zhao Shuqing now likes Mrs. Zhao even more, and Zhao Shuangzhi doesn’t like her anymore.

"I won't do that." Zhao Shuqing looked at Zhao Wangshu, "Sister Shu."

Zhao Wangshu ignored her. He didn't eat well when he came to the temple to worship Buddha. She couldn't sleep well, so she found something for everyone to do. She didn't slap her in the face, which was a sign of mercy.

"Lvzhi, go to the young master in the temple and ask for a few copies of the Heart Sutra and pen, ink, paper and inkstones." Zhao Wangshu said.

"Yes, girl." Luzhi responded.

Zhao Jiahua also ordered: "Feng Ling, you come with us."

"Luzhi, remember to give the little master incense money." Zhao Wangshu added.

"I know, girl."

The girls of the Zhao family spent the afternoon copying the Heart Sutra, and had no way of knowing that Xie Xin had come and left again.

During the evening classes, the old ladies from other houses knew about this, so the girls in their houses were not allowed to hang out, and they were all copying the Heart Sutra in the meditation room.

Everyone came to the temple to worship the Buddha, but only the girls from the Zhao family copied it. They did not copy it, and it spread to the ears of the Queen Mother that they were not pious, and the purpose of their coming to worship the Buddha was not achieved.

Although he copied it slowly, if he didn't hand in a copy tomorrow, he might not be able to pass the old lady's test. After the evening class, he returned to the Zen room, burned incense with his hands clean, and continued to copy the Heart Sutra.

Copying the Heart Sutra is very laborious, and you can’t copy a single word wrong.Mistakes cannot be corrected, and the entire sheet must be copied again.

When Zhao Wangshu carefully finished copying a copy of the Heart Sutra, it was already midnight. He put down his pen, stood up, stretched, and opened the window. The moonlight poured into the house like water, and the temple was immersed in it. In tranquility.

"Yeah." Was that a human figure that just flew by?

Is it Yun Hao?

Or someone else?

What secrets does this temple have?

No matter what the secret is, it is not something that a weak woman like her can explore.

"Hong Chang, go get some water, I'm going to wash up and go to bed." Zhao Wangshu called.

Hong Chang, who was sitting there and picking her fingers out of boredom, immediately stood up and said, "I'll fetch some water."

After the three masters and servants washed up, they fell asleep peacefully and had no conversation all night. .

The next day, although Zhao Wangshu said he would not investigate, he could not help but observe the monks in the temple, trying to get some clues.

It’s just that she is not Sun Wukong, she doesn’t have piercing eyes, and she doesn’t know what is going on, so naturally she can’t see anything. Fortunately, she is not a person who likes to get into trouble. After one day, she will put this matter aside. opened.

After lunch, Mrs. Zhao asked how many copies of the Heart Sutra the girls had copied.

"I've made a copy." Zhao Wangshu took the paper from Lu Zhi and handed it to Magpie, who then showed it to Mrs. Zhao.

Old Mrs. Zhao looked through it and said: "The writing is good, but it's been a day, why did I just copy one copy?"

"I'm afraid of making mistakes. Copy slowly." Zhao Wangshu found the reason casually.

Mrs. Zhao frowned and asked the others, "How many copies have you copied?"

"Old lady, I copied five copies." This is black Zhao Shuqing, who had circles under her eyes, was the only one who copied the most copies, while everyone else only copied one copy.

"Why can Shuqing make five copies, but you can only make one copy?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked.

"Sister Qing's grandmother believed in Buddhism, so I guess Sister Qing is used to copying." Zhao Wangshu said calmly.

"In a few days it will be the Buddha's birthday. You should copy out a hundred copies of the Heart Sutra quickly so that they can be enshrined in front of the Buddha that day." Mrs. Zhao said.

Yesterday, she said that she did not have a time limit and could copy it slowly. Today she has a time limit, and it is still so short. Today is already the third day of April, and the eighth day of April is the Buddha’s birthday.

It is still possible to copy a hundred copies, but it will be very hard.

Old Mrs. Zhao could not tolerate their refusal, "Okay.Everyone, go back to your room and go copy it quickly. "

Coming out of the room, Zhao Yuxiu and Zhao Shuangzhi asked Zhao Shuqing in unison, "Are you gossiping with the old lady? ”

　“I didn’t. "Zhao Shuqing immediately denied it.

"If I knew that it was you who made such a greedy statement and caused us to stay up late to read the Heart Sutra, I would not let you go. " Zhao Shuangzhi put down the cruel words and walked away.

Zhao Shuqing said nervously: "It's really not me, it's really not me. "As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Wangshu and said, "Sister Shu, believe me. "

"I can't believe it. "Zhao Wangshu turned and left.

"I really made a mistake. I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect it. "Zhao Jiahua snorted coldly, "Cousin, let's go. ”

Zhao Shuhui and Zhao Yuying took Zhao Yuxiu away, leaving Zhao Shuqing standing there with a look of aggrievedness and tears in her eyes.

The eighth day of April, Buddha’s Birthday, Also known as the Buddha Bathing Festival, according to Buddhist legend, on the day when Sakyamuni was born, nine dragons spit out perfume and bathed the Buddha's body.

In this way, every Buddha's birthday, Buddhists hold a bathing ceremony for the Buddha. Activity.

After morning classes, the monks put the prepared fragrant flowers and spices into the water, then poured some special mysterious herbs into the container carved into a dragon shape to simulate The scene of nine dragons spitting perfume.

Every corner of the temple is sprinkled with flower petals, and the fragrance of flowers is everywhere.

For Buddhists, bathing the Buddha is not just a way to The ritual is an expression of faith.

They believe that by bathing the Buddha, they can wash away their inner troubles and dirt and achieve spiritual purification and improvement.

Zhao Wangshu does not believe in Buddhism , but in the temple, she could only pretend to be a Buddhist, put on Haiqing, stood behind Mrs. Zhao Er, bowed her head, clasped her hands, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

The host was wearing brand new clothes Wearing robes, he stood on the high platform with a serious face and said, "Elders from all mountains, eminent monks, and believers, today is the birthday of the Buddha. Let us bathe in the Buddha together. May the Buddha bless us with peace, health, and happiness. ”

The melodious bells and chanting sounded, and then the monks, holding fragrant flowers, slowly entered the room, sat cross-legged on futons and led believers to chant sutras and pray together to express their respect for the Buddha. Their admiration and gratitude.

In the sound of chanting, believers bathed the Buddha statue with flower petals and nectar to express their love and respect for the Buddha.

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