At Suoguo Temple in Tokyo, I heard that Mrs. Lin was bullied by Gao Yanei, and she tried her best to find her with Zen. It was Lin Chong who stopped her.
These are all good deeds, so how can we get along with the Zen master?
As for the nickname of the flower monk, it was because Lu had tattoos, which was very fashionable at that time. Many Liangshan heroes have this hobby. For example, Yan Qing, the prodigal son, and Shi Jin, the nine dragons, are all famous for their tattoos.
Yan Qing, in particular, was favored by Li Shishi, a famous Beijing woman, because she embroidered flowers, which shows how fashionable and flattering tattoos were at that time.
Therefore, Lu also tattooed flower embroidery on his body, which earned him the nickname "Flower Monk", which is normal. In other words, his flowers are embroidered flowers, not intentional flowers.
In Lu's life, although he was rude by nature, he never did anything inhuman and unfair. When he went to Liangshan from Erlong Mountain, the first thing he said when he saw Lin Chong was: How is my sister-in-law? It shows that he still remembers the story that Lin Niangzi was bullied by Gao Yanei at Daxiang Temple in Tokyo.
Unfortunately, Lin Niangzi was persecuted to death by Gao Yanei, and her old father soon died with a grudge. Lin Chong became a loner. If Lin Chong had listened and fought back earlier, why did he end up in ruin?
When reading classic literature, we must grasp its essence and understand its essence, otherwise it will be easily biased by superficial words. In that case, wouldn't it spoil the essence of the classic and misunderstand its profoundness!
This flower is not a flower. Lu introduced a soldier, but when the road was rough, he drew his sword to help him. He is a hero who bravely promotes good and punishes evil. After killing the wicked man, his friend introduced him to the Chenghuang Temple to take shelter from the wind.
When you enter the temple, you have to abide by the pig's eight precepts: no meat, no drinking, no gambling, no killing, no whoring, no stealing, no staying up late, no caring.
In the first few days, Lu was able to practice meditation and recite mantras honestly, but after a long time, people could no longer hold back. An old drunk. On the pretext of going down the mountain to sharpen tools, I ended up sitting in the old Yuyuan Hotel. The lion asked for a pot of braised pork, an altar of old white rice and half a sheep to eat. It was not until noon the next day that I stumbled back to the Chenghuang Temple.
I meditated for three days and ate meat for two days. Monks, big and small, in the temple are afraid to avoid it.
The host told him not to give pocket money, but he tried his best to gamble on pulling up willow trees and won enough money to eat old wine.
Later, Chenghuang Temple entered the tertiary industry, and the performance program was "Flower Monks Pulling Willow". The monk's name disappeared.