typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1096 why

If you don't donate money for incense, Buddha will not bless Mr. Fu.

As soon as these words came out, Huang Laosi was happy, Sun An was happy, even Fu San was happy, and Fu Youcai looked incomprehensible.

Only Chu Qing was unhappy.

Staring at the host, Chu Qing was silent for a long time.

In fact, many times, he has seen through many things and is unwilling to say anything. If the friends around him say something, then let him say it. If he doesn't say anything, he knows what he knows. He uses laughter and curses to cover up the past. Many people can't be serious. Many people

You don’t always have to be the one in charge of things.

But this time, Chu Qing was not ready to let anyone else take the lead. Just like the first time, he wanted to do it himself.

"Dare you ask the abbot's law number?"

Chu Qing gave a salute and introduced himself: "Young boy Chu Qing, son of Si'an County, commander of Qianqi Camp, and military supervisor of the three border gates."

The host's expression changed drastically. When he heard the words Chu Qing, he instinctively took a step back and sweat broke out on his forehead.

After retreating, Chu Qing showed a look of disappointment: "I don't need to know your name anymore, you are not worthy."

"You...the place where Buddhism is cultivated, why..."

"I know that above the abbot, there is also the abbot. Your abbot, tell him that I will wait for him outside Jingzhao Mansion tomorrow morning at midnight. At a quarter after midnight, I, Chu Qing, will beat the drum and sue Dapu Temple.

Buddhism, remember, is Buddhism, not Buddhism!”

Huang Laosi’s expression changed drastically: “No!”

Chu Qing shook his head: "I said that I would help you. In the past, I acted as a minister and fulfilled my duties as a minister. From now on, I will help you and fulfill my other obligations. If I die, you have to prove that I am

Yes, help me find justice again. Before that, I am justice!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Qing turned around and strode away.

Huang Laosi was about to catch up, but he hesitated and sighed slightly, with a bitter look on his face.

Fu San followed closely behind, and Fu Youcai quickly gave a salute to the fourth son and quickly followed.

Huang Laosi and Sun An, a master and a servant, looked at each other speechlessly. As for the host standing at the door, his expression was gloomy and uncertain.

The face of the young monk who welcomed the guests was already pale: "Master... presiding, that person is, the commander of Qianqi Camp, what should we do? He wants to sue us, sue us."

"Don't be too talkative. Go to the capital quickly to find the abbot and tell the abbot the whole matter."

After finishing speaking, the abbot snorted loudly again: "Others are afraid of you, but I, a Buddhist disciple, am not afraid of you. What's wrong with me!"

Huang Laosi didn't even look at the host, and left with Sun An.

Huang Laosi would never take a second look at this kind of person, because when Chu Qing said his name, the old monk subconsciously took a step back. This step back is enough to explain a lot of problems. If you have no ghosts and no guilt in your heart,

How could he take a step back and become shocked when he heard the name of the commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion?

Chu Qing, who left Dapu Temple first, got on the carriage. Fu San asked: "Master, do you want the detectives to start inquiring about the details of this group of monks?"

"No, just let the news out and go back to the academy."

Chu Qing closed his eyes, feeling extremely calm at this moment.

What he wants to do is not to sue anyone, let alone a group of monks. He just wants to do his best to let the world, let the people, even just let the onlookers know that Buddhism is Buddhism, Buddhism is Buddhism, and monks

, he is just a monk.

Fu San drove the carriage back to the academy. There is a library in the academy. Chu Qing had first told him that no matter whether they were manuscripts or ancient books, or books with any content, they would all be collected in the academy. If you can buy them, buy them. If you can't, buy them.

Borrow, borrow and copy.

It was late at night in the academy, the students had all gone to bed, and many gentlemen were enjoying the cool air under the moonlight. Chu Qing entered the library and did not read any books. He just sat on a stool and thought about something.

If the ancients were said to be ignorant, why are the people of later generations also "ignorant"?

After thinking about it, Taoist Feng, who was wearing a Taoist robe, stood in front of Chu Qing and uttered two words: "Why?"

"Mr. Fu Youcai and I are friends. He has helped me a lot. When the host said that the Buddha would no longer bless him, the old man showed an expression I had never seen before. It was fear. Mr. Fu had been running away for most of his life.

He has done good deeds for most of his life. When he was running as a dart, he saw everyone and killed everyone. He did good deeds and was called Weijiang's most charitable person. But such a fearless old man who has done countless good deeds

, when he heard that the Buddha did not bless him, he actually showed a look of fear."

Chu Qing sighed: "Such a person should not be afraid or afraid of anything. Such a good person who has no shame in the sky should not be afraid. After returning to the bedroom tonight, the old man will toss and turn and find it difficult to sleep. He still believes in Buddhism.

But because of my words, I can’t live in peace. This is my fault and I need to make up for it and correct it.”

Feng Taoist spoke again, with the same two words: "Why?"

"The Buddha said that life is a sea of ​​suffering. When a person is born, he has to practice and atone for his sins. Everyone is like this. But I think life is like a bowl of well water. If you add sugar, it will be sweet. If you add salt, it will be salty.

, add vinegar, it will be sour, add yellow lotus, it will be bitter, life is just well water, what you put in it depends on you, how you live your life also depends on you, but Buddha said, it is all bitter, no matter what

No matter what, it’s all suffering. I sacrificed my life to help the refugees because I wanted to let the people know that they can put sugar. Even if I give them sugar, they will drink the taste of yellow lotus. I gave my life to

They sugar, Dapu Temple, turned the sugar into yellow lotus!"

Feng Taoist's face was expressionless, and he still said the same two words: "Why?"

"Why do you have so many fucking problems!" Chu Qing suddenly yelled: "I admit it, please admit it, I just think they are a group of executioners who kill without blood, cut off a person's emotions and desires, and then let them live

He broke away from all tastes of the world and eventually turned into a puppet with no emotions and high moral standards on the surface!"

"Good." Feng Taoist nodded slightly, but still said the same two words: "Why?"

"Greed, great greed!" Chu Qing gritted his teeth and roared: "The pursuit of immortality, which is what they call freedom, is also eternal life. But this freedom and eternal life, becoming a Buddha and becoming immortal, isn't it the biggest obsession and greed? In order to realize this

Goal, giving up all desires, good and bad, even denying parents, and asking others to give up their fame and wealth, but they cherish their own reputation very much. You can tell by looking at their seniority. Since all living beings are equal, why should they?

The classification of names is even more self-proclaimed with a noble attitude, and the mouth is about great wisdom, as if everyone is a lost lamb, only they are not, only they are the eminent monks with great wisdom who can enlighten the world, and say that everything is

False, the four elements are all empty. Since everything is false, why do they keep their bodies after death, and then paint them with gold paint to become golden bodies for the world to worship. Since it is all false, the body is just a skin, why do they keep it and paint it with gold?

Qi, get rid of it, it’s extremely hypocritical.”

Feng Taoist finally showed a smile: "Shan, you can go tomorrow."

"Pretending to be an uncle, your three hidden doors are not a good thing. Get out of here. Before the common people weighed less than 100 pounds, anyone who spoke full of faith was a hypocrite!"

Feng Taoist: “…”


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next