Although there were more than three hundred people who came up the mountain, many of them were from the same family, so there were only about a hundred copies to be written!
Fangzheng wrote while Wang Yougui flipped. However, Wang Yougui soon realized that he could not keep up with Fangzheng's speed! Ouyang Fenghua hurriedly helped. One of them quickly flipped the pages, while the other prepared the red paper for the couplets in advance. She set it up and waited for Fangzheng to write. Fangzheng wrote from one side to another. He was extremely busy.
Soon, he had finished writing more than a hundred copies!
The villagers and the members of the Calligraphy Association looked at the calligraphy in their hands and beamed with joy. Such good calligraphy was hard to come by in a lifetime. They had made a killing!
Fangzheng also wrote to his heart's content. It felt great! He sighed inwardly, "As expected, writing still requires ink, brush, and paper. Writing on the snow always seems to be missing something. "
After writing the couplets, everyone left in high spirits. It was almost noon and they had to go home to prepare lunch.
Fangzheng sent everyone off and when he turned his head, he realized that someone had not left!
At the door, Ouyang Fenghua stood tall as she looked at Fangzheng.
Fangzheng went forward and said, "Amitabha. Patron, do you have any questions?"
"Venerable One, it's like this. My father got me to pass you a message. If the monastery wishes to expand, our family is willing to help," said Ouyang Fenghua.
Fangzheng was surprised. He never expected to receive such a pleasant surprise! However, Fangzheng maintained his smile as he pressed his palms together. "Patron, thank you for your kind intentions!"
"Alright, that's all for my dad. Let's talk about me, "Ouyang Fenghua said with a smile.
Fangzheng was puzzled. What else did this lass want?
Ouyang Fenghua said, "Venerable One, I wish to learn your calligraphy. Is that … possible?"
Fangzheng was rendered completely speechless. Indeed, there was no free lunch in this world. There were conditions for the expansion of the temple … Although the conditions were not excessive.
However, Fangzheng rejected him. "Patron, This Penniless Monk is a monk. How can he teach you? Furthermore, it was not suitable for men and women to interact in a Buddhist sect. If there's nothing else, please leave the mountain. "
Was Ouyang Feng gorgeous? Fangzheng's answer was definite. She was lively and beautiful, but the more beautiful she was, the more Fangzheng wanted to reject her! Being able to look but not eat, that was the real suffering! He didn't want to make himself suffer. Furthermore, the monastery was indeed not suitable for women. He was the only one in the entire monastery. A lone man and a lone woman, there were many troublesome matters.
Ouyang Fenghua never expected Fangzheng to reject her so decisively. Furthermore, he left without any intention of turning back. She immediately turned anxious and shouted, "Venerable One, I can stay at the foot of the mountain! Can't I go up the mountain every day to learn? I promise I won't disturb your cultivation! "
Fangzheng waved his hand, completely unmoved. What a joke. He hadn't even explained the crux of the matter, so how could he possibly accept it?
The door closed as Ouyang Fenghua stood angrily outside. After waiting all day and confirming that Fangzheng was determined not to take her in as a disciple, she stomped her feet and descended the mountain.
Unbeknownst to her, Fangzheng hadn't left at all. He was squatting by the door, listening to the commotion outside.
Upon hearing the distant footsteps, Fangzheng leaned over the wall and revealed his bald head. He looked at Ouyang Fenghua's slender back and shook his head slightly. He gave a Buddhist proclamation, "Amitabha. Excellent indeed. This Penniless Monk's mental fortitude is not bad."
With that said, Fangzheng chuckled and went to do whatever he needed to do. As for Ouyang Fenghua's matter, Fangzheng thought nothing of it. Was it something between a man and a woman? Fangzheng did not want to …
At the foot of the mountain, Songwu County.
The calligraphers did not return home. Instead, they immediately found a framing company and mounted Fangzheng's couplets. Then, they hung it on the door of a room …
"Old Man, where did you get this antique? Did you get scammed? " Sun Guanying's wife, Luo Ping, who was washing vegetables, asked with a smile when she saw Sun Guanying tinkering with the two couplets after he returned.
"What antique? These are the words I asked for today. They're really good words. I can't get tired of looking at them. "Sun Guanying looked at the words on his door in delight.
"You asked for it today? You even asked for words? Hehe, that's rare. Don't you always think highly of yourself, believing that your words are the best? Why? Have you changed? "After Luo Ping said that, she walked into the study and looked at the words.
"Aiyah, Old Man, why are these words so beautiful!? Just by looking at it, my distraught heart calmed down a lot. It's as though Buddha is inside. Don't tell me you asked for it from that monastery? "Luo Ping exclaimed.
Sun Guanying smiled. "Sure! You can tell at a glance that it was written by an accomplished monk from a monastery. Are you cultured enough? Heh heh. "Although Sun Guanying laughed, he was extremely shocked. It was very normal for words to reveal information about the writer. However, to be able to let a person who didn't know calligraphy see the charm within was extraordinary!
With this in mind, Sun Guanying already had a plan. Next year, perhaps …
This scene also happened in the homes of the other calligraphers. All of them hung up the couplets like they were treasures. It naturally attracted attention. When the guests and friends saw it, they would praise it. All of them gained a lot of face. At the same time, they felt a deep sense of respect for Fangzheng. He was only in his teens, but he already had such a foundation. In the future …
"Our Songwu County is going to produce an expert!" This was what everyone thought! At the same time, they were blushing at their rash actions.
While everyone was showing off the calligraphy couplets, the WeChat group also exploded. Countless people were discussing Fangzheng's couplets. However, no one talked about the content. All they talked about was the words!
The calligraphers did not hide it either. They pushed Fangzheng and One Finger Temple to the forefront. Instantly, One Finger Temple's fame soared!
The next day, it appeared on the local news! Unfortunately, the local news' viewership was too low. However, its fame also increased quite a bit.
And at that moment, Fangzheng was squatting on the ground, seriously making his ice lanterns! Since he had nothing to do and had nothing to do, making some ice lanterns to decorate the entire temple became his top priority.
Over the next few days, Fangzheng made several huge ice lanterns. He made a few every day. Starting from the temple's entrance, he would make a huge snowman at regular intervals. He would place a huge ice lantern on the snowman's head, all the way to the entrance of the mountain. He used it as a street lamp …
Seeing that it was almost the new year, Village Chief Wang Yougui came once. When he saw how many ice lanterns Fangzheng had made, he got Yang Ping to deliver a huge bundle of candles the next day. It was enough for Fangzheng to squander.
This left Fangzheng overjoyed. He made many more ice lanterns and set up an Ice Lantern Array in an empty space.
The new year came especially quickly. The annual new year came with the crackling of firecrackers. Fangzheng finally lit all the ice lanterns with candles. He lit up the mountaintop, and from afar, it looked like Mt. One Finger was shimmering with Buddhist light. It looked especially beautiful.
Sou!
A sharp sound boomed.
Pa!
A firework bloomed in the sky, signifying the arrival of midnight.
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