Master Shanxiang did not expect that the young man in front of him was Su Jin, the food envoy who had become famous in Yangzhou recently. He was proclaimed Buddha for a while and was shocked. Visit to download the txt novel
"I didn't know that the special envoy came in person. I was negligent in the past. I hope you can forgive me, Amitabha! The special envoy is a hero in the hearts of the people of Yangzhou. When he came to our temple, he didn't even say hello, so that I could treat him well.
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Su Jin laughed and said: "Master, it is true that his six roots are not purified. Why is he so arrogant at first and so respectful later? I am just a minor official of the imperial court. I just did some things within my duties. I don't deserve to be like this."
Shanxiang ignored the teasing meaning in Su Jin's words and said seriously: "No, the name of the special envoy has been broadcast in Yangzhou, and the people call him Su Qingtian. If the special envoy had not intervened in Yangzhou affairs, the people of Yangzhou would have suffered."
The pain of escaping from charcoal is over; among the Buddhist disciples of Lao Nie, Buddhism mostly helps people by helping people. All they can do is to soothe the soul and calm the spirit. But what Special Envoy Su did was a real act of helping people.
Although there is no distinction between superior and inferior, they all reach the same goal through different paths, and they are all actions to help the world. How can I not be respected by the old monk?"
Su Jindao: "How dare you call such a small thing a blessing to the world, let alone compare it with the Buddhist philosophy of helping the world. Moreover, the matter is far from over. There will be another disaster in Yangzhou City soon. It is too early for me to praise you now."
Shanxiang was surprised and said: "How can you say this? Is there still a big disaster in Yangzhou City?"
Su Jin said seriously: "This is the purpose of my coming here today. Although Yangzhou City is now calm, it is the result of my efforts to transport 500,000 shi of grain here to stabilize the price of food. However, 500,000 shi of grain is not enough for Yangzhou."
For the 900,000 people in the government, it is simply a drop in the bucket. It will take two months at most, no... more than a month at most. Yangzhou City will be without food again. By then, the previous riots and famine will reappear in the world. How can it not make people worried?
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Shanxiang recited the Buddha's name repeatedly: "Master Su knows that adjusting grain can alleviate famine, why can't he bring more grain and come here to solve the problem?"
Su Jin smiled and said: "Master, you are a Buddhist, so naturally you don't know the difficulties here, but you should know that this year's severe drought is affecting the main grain-producing areas in the south. Yangzhou Prefecture was originally a large
One of the granaries of the Song Dynasty, the important grain-producing area is still suffering from hunger and cold. Where can we expect to transport grains? The world is playing chess. Most of the state capitals in the Song Dynasty are in a crisis of food shortage. Is it possible to take away Yangzhou Prefecture for the sake of their livelihood?
Is it food that the people of the state talk about?"
"Amitabha, I am stupid and really don't know the key here, so I am making a joke. However, the envoy said that this matter has something to do with me. Please make it clear that I am just an outsider and my ability in this matter is really limited. But
If you have any requests, sir, I would like to lead the monks in giving porridge and rice. I have done my best by reciting sutras."
Su Jin said with a smile: "Master has underestimated himself a little. How to solve Yangzhou's upcoming predicament now is none other than Master."
Shanxiang put his hands together and said, "Sir, please stop teasing me. How can I have this ability?"
Su Jin said: "Do you know the root cause of the famine in the Song Dynasty?"
Master Shanxiang said: "Isn't it caused by famine?"
Su Jin shook his head and said: "Unfavorable weather conditions naturally have an impact, but in fact the fundamental reason is man-made disasters. Although the past few years cannot be called good weather, they have produced bumper crops every year. Why did a severe drought cause this situation now?
Why is this?"
"Why?"
"Profiteers have a keen sense of smell. As early as the spring drought, merchants and wealthy households from all over the country began to hoard grain, preparing to sell it at this time to make huge profits. The amount of grain privately stored by the people throughout the Song Dynasty amounted to tens of millions of stones. These grains were not involved in
Market circulation forced the court to open warehouses to stabilize the situation, but how much grain could the imperial court store? Military rations, salaries, and relief supplies were everywhere. How could the court have so much grain in stock to ensure supply? So when the market ran out of grain, these merchants
They have set up private black markets and sold them at several times the price. How much savings can the people have? How can they withstand the exploitation for several months this winter and next spring? It is not surprising that they will die of hunger, cold and cold in exile."
Su Jin said this while Master Shanxiang recited Amitabha. After Su Jin finished speaking, Shanxiang had already recited more than a dozen lines of Amitabha.
"Profiteers are really abominable. Their hoarding is nothing more than murder and arson, and it is even more detestable than these atrocities. Since your Majesty, the special envoy, knows this situation, the imperial court must have already taken countermeasures?"
Su Jin sighed and said: "The imperial court issued an edict in October, instructing grain farmers to sell grain in official warehouses. The price was taken care of, and there were many favors. Unfortunately, only a few people responded. Most merchants were driven by profit.
, refused to hand over the stored grain, and they were eagerly waiting for the day when they would run out of grain, which really made people anxious."
"Amitabha, is there nothing the court can do to them?"
"I have been entrusted by the imperial court to deal with this food crisis. However, it is intricate and complex. Where there is huge profit, there are thorns everywhere, just like the strong barriers. It is really difficult to move forward."
"The envoy doesn't have any good ideas? This... I am really surprised."
"It's not that I don't have good ideas, I'm just helpless. I'm here today to ask for help from the master. If the master can help me dig out the grain harvest in Yangzhou Prefecture, hundreds of thousands of people in Yangzhou will no longer be in danger of running out of food. This is a great opportunity.
It’s a great event of immeasurable merit.”
"I... How can I help you? Your Majesty said that I was confused."
Su Jin smiled and said: "It has to be Master. Who do you think is the big family that hoards the most food in Yangzhou City?"
"who is it?"
"It is Pu Ji, the master's favorite disciple. His common name is Feng Jingyao, and he is also known as the Tiger of Yangzhou."
Shanxiang sat down on the futon and murmured: "What? Puji is actually a big profiteer who hoards grains? How come I have never heard anyone mention that he is also in the grain business? This... what should I do?
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Su Jindao: "Of course you don't know, will he tell you this? He has business in all the important cities and towns of Yangzhou Prefecture, including brothels and restaurants, grain, oil and cloth, casinos and singing houses. In short, he does whatever makes money, and the master actually accepted such a
When someone becomes a disciple, I said earlier that the Buddhist master who hides filth and evil is not happy, am I wrong?"
Shanxiang raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on his face and said: "But... what can I do to help? Although this person is my disciple, you also know that I... I accepted him with selfish motives.
Knowing that he has misbehaved, I regret it and want to die, but I am afraid that all I can do is to expel him from Buddhism. For other things, even the government can't do anything to him. How can I do anything to get him? Do you want me to persuade him to move to Tun
Can’t the grain be released?”
Su Jinsurong said: "Master, I have to make it clear to you. I must take down Feng Jingyao. As the abbot of Daming Temple, you will inevitably be involved in accepting such a person as a disciple. I have never been legally responsible.
It’s not selfish. This matter will definitely involve the master and your temple. It is a foregone conclusion that you will be personally convicted. I am afraid that it will implicate you and the reputation of Daming Temple will be ruined from now on. I want to see how you explain it to the eminent monks of the Daming Temple."
Shanxiang's face was ashen as death and he said: "This... can't you, sir, be open-minded? I was also deceived and didn't know that Puji turned out to be such a heinous person."
Su Jin sneered and said: "You can also say it. If you didn't do it to get his charity, how could you be deceived by him? After all, you are greedy. Don't say it is for the sake of the temple. I think even if
Even if the Buddha is alive, he will never allow you to use his Buddhist reputation to make deals with evil people. Think about it, his money was obtained through exploitation. In a temple built with people's hard-earned money, can a Bodhisattva be enshrined in it with peace of mind?
But the real blasphemy against the Bodhisattva is that you are just stupid, but you have actually caused the Daming Temple to be humiliated, a century-old temple. Can you shirk this responsibility?"
Shanxiang was lying on the ground, his whole body was weak, and Su Jin's words were like knives cutting him with blood. He made such a big mistake in a single thought. He pretended to preside over it for an eminent monk, which really made others laugh. Once he was punished by the court, he would
It was enough to be reviled by fellow Buddhists all over the world, but the Daming Temple was bound to decline. The only consolation in my life was that the temple was prosperous and prosperous, but I never expected that it would end like this.
"Sir, I have indeed made a big mistake. Amitabha, I will drive Puji and Ji Nan out of the door tomorrow, and pass on the position of presiding to others, and then...then I will burn myself at the foot of the mountain and go there myself.
I accept the punishment from the senior monks and the Buddha. I just ask you not to make this matter public to the world. The fault lies with me, not Daming Temple."
Su Jin sneered and said: "It's easy for you to say that you can die to find relief, but others will clean up the rest of the mess. I really don't know what you have been practicing for so many years."
Shanxiang said sadly: "Are you really unwilling to let go of Daming Temple? I beg you to have mercy. My crime is unforgivable, but the temple is innocent. If you can let me go, I will weave a ring of grass in the next life to repay you."
Su Jin said: "I'm never interested in futile things about the afterlife. It's not that I don't have a chance to save my face. It depends on whether you are willing or not. If you can help me do one thing, it will be a supreme merit. Not only will I be able to save my face in the past
Once all my mistakes are over, I will go to the imperial court to ask for merit for the temple, and ask the imperial court to allocate a huge sum of money to repair and build the temple. I believe that the reputation of Daming Temple will be even more resounding than before."
Shanxiang hurriedly asked: "Is there really such a chance?"
Su Jin smiled and nodded and said: "It depends on Master whether he succeeds or not. Misfortune starts with you and ends with you. Don't you Buddhists pay attention to cause and effect? Things in the world are mysterious and difficult to explain. It is possible that you can sow evil causes and reap good results.