Royal road

Chapter 338 Dong Lei

"Jinyang is going to pray for rain again." Liang Feng put down the Chinese book in his hand, rubbed his forehead, and asked, "Have you seen praying for rain in Sizhou?"

"Ge Taishou has prayed twice, and there are countless folks." Yiyan hesitated, "There are also rumors that the lord's large-scale construction has just allowed the drought to continue. Fortunately, it is not widely spread."

Liang Feng shook his head helplessly when he heard the words.In ancient times, this is not good.All celestial changes, floods and droughts, earthquakes, plagues, and insect disasters are all manifestations of yin and yang inversions and interactions between heaven and man. "Shangqian Tianhe" can explain everything.Not to mention severe drought, even the controllable pests and diseases such as locust plague have not dared to be controlled artificially for a long time.It can only rely on the emperor to issue an imperial edict to sin against oneself and sacrifice mountains and rivers.

Therefore, all his disaster relief measures, in the eyes of many people, appear to be "perverse".When a severe drought occurs, it is the right thing for the emperor to worship and the people to pray for rain.In addition to routine prayers for rain, at most it is to review unjust prisons, reduce or exempt taxes, and stop projects that require labor.It is unheard of for people like Liang Feng to build roads and open canals during severe droughts.

The achievements of officials in this place can be directly related to the fulfillment of praying for rain. "Pray for the rain in response", "Pray for the rain to be abundant", and "Pray for the rain wholeheartedly" can be written into the era of resumes.Who dares to do so recklessly?

It was also thanks to Liang Feng's reputation spreading throughout the three states, and there were so many refugees that they couldn't support them except with work.It was only then that the rumors were barely suppressed.

"The severe drought continues, and there will definitely be people's grievances. We still need to appease them carefully..." Liang Feng sighed.This matter is really difficult to handle.In fact, the best way is to lead the source of the natural disaster to Sima Rui in Yangzhou.But this will also make Sima Rui put on a pose with the little emperor, pretending to be a vice-pure minister.In this way, it is unknown when he will be able to usurp the throne.

Without a target to transfer, he will inevitably bear some criticism.

"The lord opened canals to build weirs, dug wells to supplement farming, and the three prefectures of Bing, Si, and Ji did not run out of food, and they also fed tens of thousands of refugees. The people knew what was good or bad, and they knew who saved them. Such rumors will not work. "Yi Yan said.

He said it with all his heart.How many people were able to save so many lives in the face of severe drought in several states.Don't talk about big things, just look at the end.My lord has reduced water consumption by an unknown amount this year, and even the melting of the ice basin in summer is not willing to waste it.He also took the lead in simplifying the banquet and using the saved food to help the victims.The governor's mansion can save not much, but it works well. It's just that Jinyang's high school didn't know how much porridge this year.

These, compared to the illusory praying for rain, are too many.

In the blue eyes of the person in front of him, there was a gleam of light.A smile overflowed from the corner of Liang Feng's lips, and he leaned on the human cushion: "Forget it, now that the war is over, the murals in Huai'en Temple will be finished in a few days, so I just take this opportunity to hold a puja. You come with me too Bar."

Yi extended his hand lightly brushing Liang Feng's temples: "I will be at the side of the lord."

After leaving for such a long time, why doesn't he miss this person?It's just political affairs, he can't get involved, let alone interfere.If the lord hadn't invited him into the mansion from time to time, I'm afraid he would have suffered from lovesickness.But after all, the lord is concerned about him, and I can make him depend on me.What can my husband ask for?

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The side hall of Huai'en Temple is covered with curtains.The murals that have been painted must be covered first to avoid damage.There is only one wall in front of which there are still people standing on a wooden frame, drawing in detail with soft brushstrokes.

Maybe he was in a daze, he stood motionless on the shelf, and he didn't even pay attention to the twilight outside.It was not until the last ray of sunlight disappeared that he put down the fine pen in his hand.

"It became..."

Finally, it took nearly a year. In addition to the disciples, there were [-] painters to help.Even so, this hall also took him a whole year of time.Now that he finally succeeded, even his back could not help but bend a little bit.

"Guardian!" Xun Qun hurried forward and grabbed the precarious figure by the side.Carefully supporting Wei Xie, he stepped off the wooden frame.

The sky had already darkened, and in order to avoid the smog, no candles were lit in the hall, so naturally the picture in front of him could not be seen clearly.But everything seemed to be imprinted in his heart. Wei Xie stared at the main picture composed of painstaking efforts, and sighed: "In this life, I am afraid I will never be able to draw such a picture again."

Murals are no more than scrolls, with a wide picture and complex characters, and the time and energy consumed are even more difficult to quantify.At his current age, it may be the last time he does a mural of this scale.Not to mention the origin of this painting, it is extraordinary.

Seeing that his mentor was in a trance, Xun Xun didn't dare to disturb him, so he just supported him and stood silently.When the main hall was completely dark, the Wei Xie said: "Is Mr. Liang coming to Huai'en Temple tomorrow?"

"Exactly!" Xun Xun whispered, "If you want to come to my teacher's painting, you will also be praised by Liang Gong."

But the Weixie shook his head: "I just hope that I can help Mr. Liang pray for the rain."

Even if they haven't been out of Huai'en Temple for a year, the Weixie also knows that there is a severe drought in the north.How many times has he seen rain in such a long time?This is true in Jinyang, not to mention other places.Since he is good at painting Buddha statues, Wei Xie naturally respects Buddha.Didn't this mural represent his expectations?

"Duke Liang is pious and has the hard work of the guards, so it will come true." Xun Qun answered firmly.He also spent a lot of effort on this painting.This is the master's masterpiece, and it is not the beginning of his further refinement of skills.Therefore, he believes that this painstaking effort will not be in vain!

"En." The Wei Xie nodded, and took a longing look, and then walked out of the hall slowly with the support of his disciples.

Outside the hall, a monk who knew guests had been waiting for a long time, and hurried forward.

Before he could speak, the Weixie smiled wearily: "I live up to Mr. Liang's trust, the mural has already been completed. It will open tomorrow."

"Benefactor Wei has worked hard, the meditation room has been prepared, go and rest quickly." The Zhike monk didn't intend to check inside, but just persuaded.This attitude really makes people feel very good.The Weixie didn't shirk, and followed him into the backyard to rest.

On the second day, before dawn, Wei Xie woke up.After bathing and changing clothes under the service of the servants, he changed into the attire for meeting guests before heading to the main hall.At this moment, the door of the hall was closed tightly, and an unknown number of prayer flags and incense tables had been placed outside, obviously a grand preparation was made.This was completely different from the first time he met Duke Liang.It is inevitable that people will be nervous.

Without waiting for too long, the central gate of Huai'en Temple opened all the way, and the canopy covered the sky, like floating colorful clouds, walking towards the side hall.This is a guard of honor that only the county magistrate has. It's just the power, which makes people breathless.

However, Wei Xie opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the man who was walking slowly.He looked better, but there was a hint of pity between his brows, as if this drought, along with other affairs in the world, was taken into his heart.However, the Xuanmian used for sacrificial offerings is so majestic and natural that it makes people feel awe.

It was as if he had drawn it in his pen, jumping out of the white wall and coming to the front of his eyes.

"Wei Jun has been drawing for a long time, and he has been alone for a long time. Can you give me a reward?" Liang Feng smiled when he walked in front of Wei Xie who was still in a daze.

"Mr. Liang, please!" The Wei Association couldn't say more, and bowed to invite.

The closed palace doors were all opened, and the light poured in.Today's weather is not clear, there are many and thick clouds, which cover the sun and make the palace look a bit dark.This is a newly built hall, dedicated to the pharmacist Tathagata.The golden Buddha statue is already sitting in the center.However, everyone's eyes are still attracted by the murals covering the walls.

I saw a Medicine Buddha standing in the middle of the field of vision.Different from the image of many Buddha paintings with feet crossed, he is standing on the lotus platform.Barefoot and blue clothes, black hair bun.The Buddha's hands are not holding fruit branches, holding a Buddha bowl, but holding a medicine vessel in the shape of a pagoda in one hand, and holding a formula with the other hand, stretching forward slightly.

That face was flawless in white jade, with slender eyes drooping slightly, as if hiding the pity in them.Just looking at it, I feel a sense of peace in my heart.

However, contrary to this tranquility, is the scene around him.On the huge wall, the Twelve Yakshas are around him.Some were furious, some chased eagles with snakes, and some were bleeding with knives.All the ghosts are vivid and vivid.There is only one, standing still.

It's not really like a Yaksha.Unlike other yakshas, ​​although its face is cut by a knife, it has a smile on its lips.Although its eyes are strange in color, they are calm and gentle.It also seemed to have faint blood stains on its body, but its hands were clean and pressed against the cloud.And it himself, kneeling in front of the Buddha, stared up.

It's like being tamed by gods and Buddhas, taking refuge in the right way, and becoming a humble King Kong.

In the four corners of the mural, four wandering dragons meander, occupying the gaps, and also set off the movement and stillness, meaningful and long.

In fact, Liang Feng is more accustomed to modern painting techniques. Ancient paintings that emphasize artistic conception and spiritual form, especially figure paintings, always feel like they are separated by a layer of veil.However, this picture was far beyond imagination, and even he was shocked.

It is worthy of being a saint of painting.

Liang Feng sighed lightly: "Mr. Wonderful Pen."

However, the Wei Association did not thank you, but bowed: "This painting is still short of a few strokes. Please wait for me to finish it, Mr. Liang!"

Let alone accompanying him, even Liang Feng was taken aback.This is too informal.However, artists always have the capital to be unique.Liang Feng nodded, and Wei Xie immediately walked to the painting and climbed up the wooden ladder.After taking the ink pen handed by Xun Xun, he ignored the characters in the middle, but tapped a little on each of the four corners of the faucet.

The finishing touch!

Liang Feng was startled, and suddenly remembered the word.Is this an old rule, or did the term come from the Health Association?He couldn't explain clearly, but with just these few ink dots, all four dragons came alive!All the yakshas, ​​eagles, snakes, clouds, and even the golden light behind Medicine Buddha's head flickered.

With a bang, thunderous exclamations sounded from inside and outside the hall.Who has seen such a miracle?However, after the exclamation, the thunder continued, and came in from above the high palace.

thunder?

Liang Feng turned around suddenly, and walked quickly outside the palace gate.I saw dark clouds floating in the originally gloomy sky.The strong wind howled, faintly carrying the smell of earth.

This is, it's going to rain? !

Not only Liang Feng, but also the soldiers around him, as well as the civil and military personnel on his side, all reacted.I don't know who shouted first: "Buddha bless you!"

The monks in the Huai'en Temple all proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the servants knelt down countless times, weeping.That's right, this is a miracle that Buddha would summon.Were the four dragons also inspired by Medicine Buddha and honored the oracle of the Dharma, so that this rain came?

Amid the deafening shouts, Liang Feng turned his head and looked towards the hall.A pair of blue eyes also looked over, with joy and admiration.It is also like the figure kneeling in front of the Buddha.

Everything in the heart, settled in place.Liang Feng took a deep breath of the damp rain, and closed his eyes.