"President, I have learned the Dharma from my father since I was a child, and worshiped the Buddha devoutly." Xiao Yue's humble and gentlemanly attitude made people very fond of him.
The abbot of Daxingshan Temple knew that the other party was Xiao Rui's biological brother, so he was on guard. He put his palms together and said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, it's a good thing that you have a heart for Buddha. Buddha bless you! Good, good, good!"
Xiao Yue said with some embarrassment: "The host also knows that my brother does not believe in Buddhism, so he has always advised me not to believe in it. But these years of worshiping Buddha, I can feel the greatness of Buddha more and more. It is obvious that my brother is ignorant. Now it is spread in Chang'an City, saying My brother Xiao Rui is the lone star of the evil spirit, the reincarnation of the devil. After all, they are brothers. Yue is worried, fearing that my brother will suffer misfortune, so he wants to come to Daxingshan Temple to worship the Buddha and seek a way to save him."
The host looked at Xiao Yue and secretly thought, is it true or not? You're not here to set up a trap, are you?
Xiao Yue looked at the other party's questioning eyes, so he saluted devoutly again and said: "Master, I have sincerely advised my brother to believe in Buddhism, but my brother is too obsessed with it, and Xiao Yue's understanding of Buddhism is too shallow to awaken my brother. I wonder if Master has any good advice to teach me. ?”
The host closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a long time and said: "Amitabha, my brother is too aggressive and arbitrary. He is the reincarnation of an evil star and is trapped in a great catastrophe. If his sins are not eliminated, it will be difficult to get out of the catastrophe."
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"Please master, please have mercy and teach me how to save me." Xiao Yue knelt down directly, his face full of worry and prayer.
The host stretched out his hand to hold it up and sighed: "Sir, it's not because I don't want to ferry people. It's because my brother is too deeply involved that he cannot be saved. Unless he wakes up one day, external force is useless. Buddha said : Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. That's good, that's good."
Xiao Yue said sadly: "Alas, Master, my brother has a deep obsession, and I am afraid there is no hope for him to wake up on his own. I am not talented, so I want to enlighten him with Buddhism and fulfill my brotherly love. But I know that my attainments in Buddhism are too low, can you? Copy a few Buddhist scriptures and go back, stay in the temple for a few days and study the Dharma, so that you can go back and read it to your brother day and night, hoping to influence him."
The people watching were shocked and pointed. The brother of the champion actually said that the champion was a evil star? Are you talking about your brother with the monk?
The host smiled and said, "Buddhism has opened the door to convenience. The donor is very sincere to the Buddha. How can I refuse him?"
Therefore, Xiao Yue naturally settled down in Daxingshan Temple, copied Buddhist scriptures every day, and studied Buddhist teachings with the monks in the temple.
From the outside, it seems that there is internal strife in the Xiao family of the Duke of Song Dynasty. The brothers are at odds. Xiao Yue believes in Buddhism but Xiao Rui does not. Sooner or later something will happen.
But the monks at Daxingshan Temple knew very well that Xiao Yue must have come with bad intentions. He was Xiao Rui's younger brother, a half-grown child who was still underage. How devout could he be? But, what kind of medicine is he selling in his gourd? Live here to study Buddhism? Do you want to know yourself and the enemy, and study and understand how to deal with us?
Boy, you are still a little immature. How can you, a mere child, study the majesty of Buddhism clearly? If it were so easy for you to find out the flaws, then Buddhism would not be spread to the Central Plains. The worm shakes the tree, and you don't know what you can do! As a result, the monks in the temple stopped caring about him.
On this day, a child came to Daxingshan Temple. He was all patched up in cloth clothes. He looked very anxious and kowtowed as soon as he entered the door.
"Please, give me a peace incense, save my mother!" The child repeated this sentence over and over again, saying it to everyone he met, and kowtowing to the monks.
A nobleman mocked disdainfully: "Little beggar, is this Daxingshan Temple where you came from? Do you know how much the peace incense is worth? One stick costs ten gold, so you are worthy of asking for it?"
Coincidentally, he happened to be bumped into by Xiao Yue, who was studying Buddhist scriptures. He picked up the child who was kowtowing, glared at the nobleman fiercely, and scolded: "We are all here to pray for Buddha, why do you Come, but he can't come? You must be virtuous and do good deeds as a person, and you must be virtuous in your speech. Otherwise, if you are like this, even if you seek peace and incense, the Buddha will not bless you."
"Come on, little brother, tell me what's going on? I'm familiar with the abbot of the temple, maybe I can help you."
The child briefly told the story that his mother was seriously ill and he had been to several doctors but they couldn't cure her. Someone recommended that the peace incense at Daxingshan Temple is the most effective. It saved the prime minister who was dying a few days ago, so I wanted to ask for a peace incense to save my mother.
Xiao Yue suddenly felt pity and pulled him to find the host. Many well-meaning pilgrims also gathered around.
The abbot's face was full of pain, and he sympathized with such a poor child, but he still shook his head: "Little donor, although the peace incense in this temple can pray for blessings and cure diseases, it is very limited. There are only one hundred people who are destined to visit it every day. Today, there are no more pilgrims." Full, so..."
Xiao Yue said dissatisfied: "Master, this little brother is so pitiful. His mother is almost dead and is trying to save her life. Why are you so unreasonable? Giving three more is a small matter to you, right?"
The master shook his head and said: "It's not because I am a stone-hearted man. One hundred a day is also a rule of this temple. Time and cause and effect have their own fixed numbers. Even if there are more, the Buddha will only give a hundred people in this temple a chance. If you give it to him, it may ruin the others." It’s human chance, sin, sin.”
When the onlookers heard this, the sympathy on their faces lessened, and they all moved back, fearing that this little kid would steal their opportunity.
Xiao Yue was very dissatisfied. He glanced at everyone present, and then saw the talkative person just now. He strode over and grabbed him: "Do you recognize this young master?"
"Uh... I recognize you. You are the second son of Duke Song's family." The man said nervously.
"Then can you afford to offend me?"
He shook his head like a rattle, "I can't afford to offend you, I can't afford to offend you!"
"Are you willing to give up your place to this little brother?" Xiao Yue's eyes forced him. If the other party said no, he would probably be beaten up on the spot, so he quickly nodded in agreement.
The abbot of Daxingshan Temple had no objection. This was not his interference. It was negotiated voluntarily.
He stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, kid, take out the incense money, kowtow devoutly to the Buddha and make a wish. Put the incense money into the merit box, and then you can receive the peace incense, burn the incense and pray."
The child rubbed the corner of his clothes in embarrassment, and shook his head with a flushed face, "I, I have no money, even these clothes were stolen. Oh, if you had money, you would have treated your mother earlier, and it would not have been delayed until now. It can’t be cured.”
As he talked, the child started to cry, and many people at the scene sighed in sympathy.
Xiao Yue couldn't stand it, so he suggested: "Master, if you are destined to be a Buddha, a monk is compassionate, saving one life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda. This little brother is poor and can't afford incense, so why not give him three incense sticks?" How about the peace fragrance?"
The host cursed secretly in his heart, are you talking lightly? If I break the rules and give a gift today, and everyone wants us to give a gift in the future, won’t the incense money be cut off? From now on, Ping An Xiang will no longer be able to collect money.
The host's face was full of pain, he shook his head and sighed: "Buddha gave peace incense to protect the world's peace, based on the exchange of merit. Ordinary people donating money for incense is merit, and only those who have merit will be blessed by Buddha."
Some people muttered and discussed: What do you mean? Doesn’t it work if you give it away for free?
Xiao Yue looked at the man just now again, "Hey, that guy, don't you mind using your money to help my little brother?"
The host couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted Xiao Yue, "Donor Xiao, money must come from the right source. Ill-gotten wealth not only has no merit, but can even bring sin."
After hearing this, Xiao Yue seemed a little unconvinced, pointed at the man and asked, "Let me ask you, did I steal your gold, or did you voluntarily give it to your little brother?"
The man looked confused: "Yes, I gave it to you on my own initiative."
The host recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Buddha does not deceive the mind!"
At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Oh, so Buddha also disliked poverty and loved the rich? The rich just complained, and the poor didn't care about life or death?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and many people started talking. The whole hall was no longer quiet.
