In ancient times, it was really difficult to get along, it was not easy to study, and it was not easy to make money, not to mention that Yunyan was a mother and child at home. If Zheng Ping was not in good health five years ago, Yun Yanhui would have gone crazy, but now he is better, at least he won't appear too enchanting when he takes the task from the abbot.
After returning, Yun Yanhui wrote out the plan carefully. According to the modern plan format, it was clear and unambiguous. After writing it, he considered for a long time whether there was anything inappropriate before sending it to the abbot to see.
After the abbot read it, he first praised it.
Isn't that right? Yun Yanhui has been practicing calligraphy in the past few years. There are more authentic calligraphy works in this era than in later generations, and it is easier to see. If nothing else, clear calligraphy is actually very good.
Looking at the content again, the abbot's eyes are even brighter. Although the words and sentences are very simple, but the coherence is clear, even among adults, it is very rare.
"Okay, don't change it at all, just do it!" The abbot decided.
Yun Yan returned a sigh of relief, even if it was half done.
So, Yun Yanhui, based on his memory, listed the monks he had come into contact with who he thought were more gifted to do this, and then added more after being clear about it. He selected a dozen people, from those who had never been formally shaved. There are all monks who are doing yu, and they gather in a courtyard.
This is a crash course in performances. These people are the first batch of disciples who are selected to go to Wazili to "promote the Dharma". If they succeed, they will have a special classification like lay preachers and monks, and will be responsible for teaching scriptures in the future. .
In Wazili, among the artists who make money by "talking", some talk about history—the most popular ones are the history of the Three Kingdoms and the Five Dynasties, which are deeply loved by the people. dabble. There are also jokes, which is similar to a later art form "cross talk", which often uses witty language to ridicule current events.
As for Yun Yanhui, he has a relatively large appetite and hopes to include all these advantages. This is also what he thinks can be done based on his own cognition in later generations.
Yun Yanhui's arrangement is to divide the content into several categories.
First, preaching scriptures, transforming Buddhist scriptures into popular stories, which should be appropriately adapted, moving, and rich in plots.
Second, talking about Dou Chan, also known as talking about chanting, draws on the advantages of talking jokes, discards the excessive parts, and changes from "single-talk" to "counter-talk", or even "group cross-talk", using multiple characters as appropriate. Actors, to interpret the story of monks practicing Zen and fighting wisdom.
- There are many stories about the battle of wits between Su Dongpo and Foyin in later generations, which is actually a concrete manifestation of the latter.
Yun Yanhui claimed to be asking for advice from skilled craftsmen, but in fact he was doing stories by himself, dictating passages based on memory, etc. Fortunately, this was lecturing, and many materials were found in Buddhist scriptures, as long as they were adapted.
Those vulgar monk reservists went to Vashe every day to listen to speeches, learn to speculate, and when they came back, they practiced the book that Yun Yanhui had made, and they became very popular for a while.
After listening to the two rehearsals, I became more and more interested in this matter, and came to sit in person. He was originally the leader of this matter. With his identity, he sat there, and no one dared to be lazy.
Originally, because Yun Yanhui was young, and his speech was not too hard, he usually had to act coquettishly and bluntly, but it was a lot better when he came forward.
The monks were transferred to this courtyard to live together and cultivate tacit understanding. Two of the monks also kept pets, so they all brought their pets with them to facilitate their care.
One of the two monks was named Hui Nai and the other was named Hui Bing. Hui Nai kept a dog and Hui Bing kept a cat.
At first, the two of them got along quite happily, and they knew each other earlier, but they were not brothers and sisters, so they didn't know each other well. After coming to the same courtyard, they brought pets, and they were still somewhat close, and they often chatted about cats and dogs together.
As a result, gradually, the two have conflicts, and they do not like each other.
Yun Yan went back to understand the reason, only to realize that it was the cat party and the dog party fighting. He almost got a black line, how can the cat and dog parties remain unchanged for thousands of years? In modern times, he has two colleagues. When it comes to which cats and dogs are better, and which is the best in the pet world, there will be a lot of quarrels. Force other colleagues to stand in line.
This time, Yun Yanhui simply couldn't avoid it if he had to listen to them fighting for a thousand years.
But Hui Bing held him back today, "Junior Brother Yan, I understand that the uncle has punished us for extra training, please help me, go to the market and buy some cat food for me, and two fresh small fish. , a few shrimps, by the way, buy another takraw ball, the one with Mutianli in the middle."
At this time, you can buy related items on the street for any pet you keep. You must know that there are many dog slaves and cat slaves these days, and they have everything they need, from cat food to cat toys.
Hui Nai passed by and sneered, "Junior brother, it's not too early to repent, it's not too tiring to pick up shit every day."
Hui Bing: "Yes, the dog doesn't need a brother to pick up shit, he will eat it himself."
Yunyan replied: "..."
Again, the two quarreled again.
The quarrel became so high that he even took Yunyan back to ask him to judge, and asked him which side he was on, whether it was a cat or a dog.
Yunyan covered her head and shouted, "Can you guys calm down a bit, what's so noisy about this, whether it's a cat or a dog, can you be as cute as our Beibei?!"
Hui Nai and Hui Bing: "!!"
Nowadays, everyone in the temple knows that Yunyan has circled a little bamboo bear with a strange hair color and raised it in the bamboo forest. They have seen it a few times, but they have not taken it to heart. They never thought that Brother Yan was neither a cat party nor a dog party. , is the bear party!
"You, Brother Yan, what nonsense are you talking about, can that bear in your family be better than my raccoon slave?"
"Bamboo bear, thank you!" Yunyan said backly, "I wanted to say it for a long time, don't play cats and walk dogs with me all day long. Do you know what I raise? I raise a national treasure. , National Treasure!! Scare you guys crazy!"
Hui Nai and Hui Bing looked at each other and said regretfully, "Brother Yan is crazy."
But slowly walked away.
Yun Yan returned to the spot and exploded, "Don't ask me again next time!"
To be honest, he even said that he was crazy. Are you kidding me? How enviable he is!
Even so, Yun Yanhui went for a run.
The reason that Daxiangguo Temple is so prosperous is because it is outside Bianhe Street, facing the Bianhe River, where there is the largest wharf in Bianliang, where countless merchants come and go, and many trading places are naturally formed along the river.
Yun Yanhui went to the place where Hui Bing often went to buy cat supplies, and picked out the things Hui Bing wanted on the stall. In addition to cat food, most of them were cat toys, and even cat climbing racks. .
Yun Yan glanced back at some booklet, and on the cover was a cat licking its tail, reaching out to read it.
The merchant shouted, "Don't look at it, children."
He didn't say it was okay, but when he said that Yun Yanhui was more curious, he grabbed it and opened it.
I saw a pair of cats sketched on the yellowed paper, doing all kinds of crazy things, some raised their tails, revealing their round fur balls, some hugged them, biting their ears and licking their cheeks. The mood is vivid, the painting is excellent, the beard and hair are fully displayed, and the face is red.
Children don't watch...
The corner of Yun Yan's mouth twitched, and she put the booklet back, completely speechless to these cat slaves.