The chaotic streets are filled with blood, violence, filth, hatred, despair, and countless darkness, as if the end of the world is coming, better than hell on earth.
At this time, a monk in simple cassocks walked onto the street. He had no elegant clothes, no armed guards, and no awe-inspiring face. He had nothing but a heart dedicated to the Buddha.
.His name was Honganji Hianru, and later generations called him a holy monk.
The holy monk shuttled through the streets and alleys of Shishan Yufang, walking among the fighting people and persuading them to put down their weapons; walking to the collapsed child and letting him stop crying with a gentle hug; walking to the dead believer and praying for him
Chanting the Buddha's name for salvation; walking to the injured person who fell to the ground, diagnosing and treating his injuries; walking into the riot trend, not shying away from the ax, and using his holy face to influence people who were out of control. He walked along the way, redeemed along the way, and finally
Before sunset, he redeemed the entire city that was on the verge of falling into hell.
Thunder from the sky came to the world, and the holy monk patrolled the city. This story has been included in countless Buddhist scriptures of later generations, and it is also unbelievable to future generations because of its legend and incredibleness. It happened in the 16th century, and it is reasonable to say that it has passed the absurd legend
era, but every history book records this matter in a vague way. No one knows how Yuqiu Hongye summoned the thunder from the sky, and no one knows how Honganji Temple calmed down the thunder in one day with the power of one person.
The rioting Ishiyama Gobo.
Maybe they are gods.
"Honganji Temple calmed down the riot?"
In the barracks of the Oda family outside the city, Yu Qiuping asked Amano Keide with some luck, and Amano Keide had a clear view of that subtle emotion.
"Your Highness looks very happy?" Amano Keide asked in a low voice.
"It's always nice to have fewer people die. If there were a city-wide riot, the death toll would probably be in the tens of thousands." Yu Qiuping showed a smile, and then asked, "The Honganji Temple looks like it took a quick swim on the street.
Just persuade all the rioters to stop?"
"That's right, Crow's insiders were rewarded in this way. They also wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack Honganji Temple, but failed. Because in all of His Highness's previous publicity propaganda, in order to make it easier for believers to accept it, they only pointed the finger at Honganji Temple.
The official of the district, but did not attack the highly respected Honganji Temple. He has a very high prestige among believers, and no believer has the slightest intention to attack him." Amano Keide nodded as expected, "As of now,
There are no large-scale riots in Shishan Imperial Palace anymore.”
"How did Honganji Xianru explain to the believers why the sky thunder did not strike me, but struck Honganji?" Yu Qiuping asked curiously, "How did he prove his statement?"
"According to insider reports, Honganji Kenjo didn't mention any of this at all. He just hoped that everyone would believe him. He said that those who believe in him should put down their weapons and calm down. He will find a way to figure it all out." Amano Keitokupo
Wei frowned in approval, "Choose wisely."
"Then what should we do now?" Mori Nagake immediately couldn't help but stand up and yelled, "When there was chaos in their city this morning, I advised you to attack but you refused to listen. Now that the city has stabilized again, what should we do?"
"Why should soldiers rush in if a matter can be solved without killing anyone? If I blow up a city wall the day after tomorrow, the believers' faith will be completely destroyed. Even Honganji Xianru will not be able to control people's hearts." Yu Qiuping hesitated.
For a moment, he made a confident expression and shook his head at Morinagako and the Oda family generals, "I will blow up the city the day after tomorrow. The people in the city will definitely ask Honganji Temple to come to the city to pray. All their beliefs now
They and their reliance are placed on their Dharma Master, but Honganji Mianru knows better than anyone that he can't stop this thunder. He will definitely not dare to go up. If he does, he will be hacked to death. In this way, the conflict in the city is already on the verge of breaking out.
.When we blow up the North City wall, the dissatisfaction accumulated in the city for so many days will explode again, and it will only be more violent than today."
After the meeting, Amano Keide stopped Yu Qiuping.
"Your Highness, is it really what you think?"
"You are the only one who understands me." Yu Qiuping smiled at Amano Jingde.
However, two days later, outside the North Gate in the early morning of December 4, the seventh year of Tianzheng (1579), everyone was surprised to see a monk sitting in the center of the city. He was not as imposing as the hundreds of eminent monks the day before yesterday.
, no incense, no wooden fish, no rosary beads, not even a futon, just kneeling on the hard and cold city bricks in the bitterly cold winter rain. He did not wear a cassock, but was dressed in white.
"Is this Master Xianru?" Yu Qiuping looked at that person through binoculars.
"Back to Your Highness, according to detailed reports from the city, Honganji appears to be the real person." Amano Keide's tone became more subtle, "Be careful of this person."
"He really came up? And he's still sitting in the middle?" Morinagako asked loudly in surprise, looking at the little white dot in the distance with his naked eyes, "Is he crazy? Or does he really think he can stop the sky?
thunder'?"
"Extraordinary courage and determination, Your Highness must be careful about this person." Amano Keidei repeated it again in a low voice.
"It's okay, what are you worried about? Although I don't know what he is thinking at the moment, but explosives will not listen to gods and Buddhas." Mori Nagako snatched the telescope from Yu Qiuping's hand and looked at Honganji Xianru,
The latter was clasping his hands devoutly, his eyes tightened, and he said nothing.
"Is that man at the top of the city the Master Xianru? I've admired his name for a long time, and this is the first time we meet him!"
Yu Qiuping's loudspeaker started shouting, and Honganji Xianru also opened his eyes and looked at the vast world in front of him. He saw the sea of ​​red leaves with strong armor and the sound of maples on the side.
Bird Horse Seal saw the warrior who was about the same age as himself on the altar. He lowered his head, closed his eyes again, and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.
Autumn rain and red leaves are a famous name that I have admired for a long time.
"I hope you understand what I said earlier! In the past, the Honganji Temple officials deceived the superiors and deceived the superiors and deleted the teachings. You, the Master, kept it all in the dark!"
Yes, what you said is possible.
"I know that Mr. Xianru doesn't believe it. But whether it's Xianru-sama or Honganji, has anyone been to Mingguo to see what the true teachings of the Pure Land Shinshu are like? I guess not!"
Yes, no.
"Then why are you so sure that your teachings are true? That they have never been changed?"
I've never been convinced.
"There are a lot of scum hidden among the official monks of Honganji Temple. They deceive the superiors and hide from the inferiors, change the Buddhist teachings randomly, and require believers to donate money and soil to meet their extravagant needs. They require believers to fight for Honganji Temple to protect their property. Honganji Temple
The officials and monks in each district lived a prosperous life, marrying wives and having children, plentiful fish and meat, and playing music every night. The money they took was the donations saved by countless poor believers who scrimped on every meal every day! The result was really dangerous.
At this moment, they hid in the back and let the believers die in front!"
I have heard what you said. Such Buddhist scum cannot be forgiven. It is just that they are so intricate that it is difficult to trace them.
"Is it scary? Is it ridiculous? Believers work hard all their lives in order to be reborn in the Pure Land! But this originally easy path, which originally only required faith in the Buddha in the heart, has been changed beyond recognition by those villains for their own selfish interests! Not only that
It has caused the people a lifetime of suffering, and even caused them to be deprived of reincarnation forever! As the Dharma Master, don’t you think of a way to change it?"
Honganji Xianru paused for a moment while chanting the Buddha's name, sighed, and then continued to chant.
Gods and Buddhas above me, the double-minded people in Buddhism are really abominable. If you have eyes, I hope you can help to eradicate these scum.
"It's useless for you to pray here. Those who disobey gods and Buddhas are
Honganji is a traitor to Buddhism! The gods and Buddhas are already furious. If Honganji does not change its teachings, the punishment from heaven will not stop!"
God and Buddha are above me, and I am a disciple who is dedicated to reciting the name of the Buddha. Although I have committed a sin of negligence, I hope that only I will be punished. Those who enriched their own pockets in Honganji Temple will be liquidated in the future. However, there are countless good monks who specialize in reciting the name of the Buddha, and there are also countless
Simple and kind-hearted believer, I also hope that the Buddha will not rain thunder from the sky on Shishan Yufang again, so as not to harm innocent people!
"Master Xianru, I, Yuqiu Hongye, advise you to get out of the way! The place where you are sitting will be struck by thunder! Once the thunderbolt arrives, you will be shattered to pieces!"
Honganji Xianru trembled when he heard the words, but this time he did not stop chanting the Buddha's name. He closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head.
If the gods and Buddhas are really angered and thunder strikes from the sky, then the disciples will not be able to complain. I hope the gods and Buddhas are still alive and can send down thunderbolts that can kill just one of the disciples. Don’t let the whole world suffer again.
city.
"It's useless. It won't help how long you kneel there. What angers the gods and Buddhas is the teachings of Honganji Temple. It is the evil result caused by the scum of Buddhism more than a hundred years ago. What's the use of your prayers today? The thunder is coming,
Just coming!"
Is this really the case? Is this really the case? Did our ancestors really commit such heinous crimes?
Gods and Buddhas...if you have a spirit, please tell your disciples.
Is it true?…
The face of Honganji Xianru's face was at war with heaven and man, and his body was trembling slightly. This look was very similar to the way he recited sutras and practiced in the Shishan Gobo Buddhist Hall when he was a child, fearing that he would be beaten by his grandfather if he recited the wrong words. He seemed to recall that his grandfather
There was a touch of clarity in those cloudy eyes. Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped shaking.
No, it's impossible.
Perhaps there are indeed scum in Buddhism who enrich their own pockets and deceive superiors and subordinates, but it is impossible for our ancestors to change the teachings.
Yes, I cannot see the past, and I have never been to the Ming Dynasty to see the so-called Pure Land Shinshu Honzan teachings.
But I only know that in the Buddhist hall of Ishiyama Gobo, in the Buddhist hall of Yamashina, in the Buddhist hall of Otani, in front of the remains and portraits of Shinran Master, in front of the sky full of gods and Buddhas, no one can lie.
.Be it grandfather, great-grandfather, or masters of all generations, as long as we are in this Buddhist hall, we will never deceive. We swear to the gods, Buddhas and ancestors to pass down the teachings from generation to generation. It has been ten years since I came here.
Three hundred and seventy-three years have passed, and each generation of Dharma Masters will never be at all sincere in their devotion to the Buddha. If someone tampered with the teachings, how could the Dharma Master not know about it? If the Dharma Master knew about it, how could he sit back and watch?
ignore?
There will never be anyone who knows that the teachings have been changed and passes them on.
Because in front of gods and Buddhas, there are no lies, only sincerity. People can lie, but Buddhas cannot.
To be continued...