Although he doesn't like Buddhism, or even hates it, Ye An doesn't hate monks very much. At least some monks are good beings, such as the monk Kong Kong in front of him who has failed to destroy his faith several times.
Religious freedom has been widely recognized in later generations. In his heart, Ye An did not question the legitimacy of Buddhism, but simply felt that Buddhism in this era was very bad.
In essence, Buddhism in this era is different from Buddhism in later generations. The biggest characteristic of Buddhism is actually integration, and it can be integrated into the local area very quickly.
That’s why there are many different “styles” of Buddhism in the world.
As for the quality of Buddhism, it probably varies with the changes of times and civilizations.
That's why Buddhism in later generations will be more suitable for later generations. Buddhism in this era is more different. At least Monk Kongkong is no longer so annoying in Ye An's eyes.
A person who can persist in his beliefs under various circumstances, no matter whether the belief is good or bad, is an amazing person.
Coat the fried crispy pork with sweet and sour sauce, sprinkle some sesame seeds, and a tempting sweet and sour pork loin is ready. Put it on a plate and put it in the cage, and knock off the fat hand that is reaching out.
Ye An planned to go out.
Monk Kongkong didn't know whether he was obsessed with sweet and sour pork or Ye An, so he followed him all the way to the door, and got on the bullock cart first when Ye An handed the box and cage to Zhan'er.
The way Zhan'er stared at him made him cough uncomfortably and said, "I haven't seen Mr. Yuanbo for a long time. Since my little friend is going to visit, the great monk will go with him!"
The Wang Gang put away the small stools they stepped on and muttered dissatisfiedly: "The great monk still knows the nobles of the Wang family?"
Monk Kongkong laughed: "Half of the high-ranking and poor monks in Tokyo have a place!"
Ye An shook his head helplessly: "Why don't you go by yourself? Don't take a car with me, okay?"
Monk Kongkong smiled and said: "This poor monk is so short of money! Hey, why don't you hurry up and drive?"
boom……
After kicking Monk Kongkong down, Ye An said to Tie Er, "Drive to Nan Lecture Hall Lane. If you don't know the way, just ask someone."
When Zhan'er saw Ye An kicking Monk Kongkong out of the car, he smiled from the bottom of his heart. The young master knew that he didn't like Monk.
He diligently put down the thick quilt and let Ye An lean on it, and at the same time, he beat Ye An's legs hard.
The bullock cart shook slightly, Ye An grabbed her hand and said: "You don't have to be so attentive. Without a body bond, you are free. Cleaning my laundry is considered to be obtained by your ability... Hey!... Hey!
Don't cry and talk nicely!"
"Xiao Langjun dislikes Zhan'er?!"
Ye An touched his head inexplicably: "When did I dislike you?"
Big tears fell from Zhan'er's eyes: "Then why does the young man always talk about freedom? If you dislike him, just drive Zhan'er away!"
Knowing what she was thinking, Ye An had no choice but to smile: "I know! You can stay by my side as long as you want. If one day you say: I have found a beloved man, I plan to entrust him to him for life. Master, I will definitely treat you with glory."
Get married!"
Zhan'er broke down in tears and smiled, lowered his head and continued to beat his legs, chanting in a voice that Ye An couldn't hear: "Zhan'er isn't going anywhere, just stay with the young man!"
Ye An naturally heard it and shook his head slightly. These words were too convincing. People will always meet someone they like, and it is impossible for them to stay by their side forever.
Enjoying Zhan'er's small fist that was neither light nor heavy, Ye An suddenly asked: "What was your original name?"
Zhan'er trembled slightly: "I don't have a name, so I'd better not ask."
Ye An apologized subconsciously: "I forgot. I shouldn't ask these sad things. How about I give you a new name? Even if you start over?"
Zhan'er's eyes lit up, and she looked at Ye An with star-like eyes, which made him a little unbearable. He raised his hand and scratched his head subconsciously: "How about calling you Ye Xuan?"
"Ye Xuan? Ye Xuan! It sounds so nice, what do you mean, little man?"
"The ancients said: Hemerocallis is also called Hemerocallis fulva. Smelling it can make people forget their worries. It is also known as the forget-worn grass! From now on, the young master will call you Xuan'er. It is catchy and pleasant to listen to. It is better than a cup, a bowl, and a cup.
That kind of thing screams comfort!”
Ye Xuan, who got a new name, almost jumped up: "Excellent, from now on I will be called Xuan'er! Brother Tie, does my name sound good?"
Tie Er laughed loudly on the carriage shaft: "It sounds good. It sounds so good. You are indeed a young gentleman full of knowledge. How about you change Tie Er's name too?"
"Then call it Iron Bull!"
Tie Er was very dissatisfied with Ye An's naming: "What a name! It's either two or a cow, it's not much better! I don't want to be so biased!"
Ye An lay on the soft quilt and shouted: "The hair is not good! Oxen are loyal to dogs. In our Taoism, oxen are auspicious animals, the first among animals! Besides, oxen are powerful! It means you are extremely powerful! Think about it
How strong must the Iron Ox be?!"
"Haha, that's what I meant, Tie Er...oh, no, Tie Niu misunderstood, Xiao Langjun is indeed very knowledgeable!"
Xuan'er was already smiling and bent over in the oxcart. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, which was extremely cute. No matter how I heard this name, I thought it was silly. She was indeed very similar to her brother from the Tie family!
Monk Kongkong, who was following the bullock cart, quickened his pace and shouted: "Hemerocallis, it's a man's herb. Little girls should take it seriously, don't let it be... Oops!"
Looking at the fruit smashed into his arms, the great monk Kongkong smiled slightly and jumped onto the bullock cart in three steps and two steps at a time. The iron bull was so frightened that the iron bull jerked the reins, fearing that the fat monk would fall and be caught under the wheels.
The bullock cart was also shaking violently up and down, and Ye An's voice was dissatisfied: "Can't the great monk slow down?"
Monk Kongkong smiled and said: "There are women in the carriage. It is inconvenient for the poor monk to go in. It is okay to rest on the shaft of the carriage, right? It will take a while before we arrive!"
Since Ye An did not chase him away, Tieniu said nothing more, and the cart continued to stagger forward. However, Monk Kongkong was unwilling to give up this opportunity on the road. He turned around and said to Ye An through the car curtain: "Boy, what are you doing?
Do you not want to see me as a Buddhist? Don’t forget, you are still a Taoist priest and a practitioner!"
Ye An was lying on his side, looking at Ye Xuan's profile from time to time. Appreciating beauty is also a good thing: "You see? In fact, I am not a real Taoist priest. I just follow Mr. Guanmiao to learn Taoist classics.
, and he is not a practicing person.
As for why I don’t like Buddhism, it’s because there are too many deceitful people in Buddhism who, under the banner of cultivating Buddhism, do dirty things at the same time, not to mention eating wine and meat, lending money and collecting debts.
, forcing people to die, don’t you know?”
Monk Kongkong shook his head slightly: "You are only talking about those bad monks, but Buddhism cannot be all bad monks. Your words are a bit biased. Are there not scholars who cheat the world and steal their reputation? Are there not those who do evil? There are many treacherous villains in the past dynasties.