Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, the presiding old monk immediately changed his words: "Dear donors, before the Buddha, all living beings are equal. Buddhism does not depend on the rich or the poor, but only on chance and sincerity. The rich donate incense and money because of sincerity, and the poor are pious. Prostrations and supplications are also sincere.”
The onlookers asked: "Host, this kid kowtows to everyone, is he sincere enough?"
The host shook his head and said: "How can it be so easy for me to test people? My child, follow me."
The host took the little boy's hand and walked to the left side of the Main Hall, pointed to a futon and said: "Kneel down, my child. You are here to save your mother from illness. If you can kowtow to the Medicine Master Glazed Buddha in front of you thousands of times, Recite the name of Medicine Master Buddha: Namo Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata! Then you will receive the blessings of my Buddha. Burn peace incense, and your mother will be safe."
Really?
The little boy's face was full of innocence and hope. Seeing the host nodding, the boy seemed to have grasped the only life-saving straw. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed, and chanted again and again: Namo Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata.
Xiao Yuexin said, this child has a good memory. How can he remember what the old monk said once?
Only then did everyone understand that kowtowing ten thousand times was the rule set by Daxingshan Temple for the poor. If you want to get peace and incense without spending thirty gold, you can kowtow ten thousand times.
Haha, do you think the temple monks have good intentions? I bother! Kowtow thousands of times? you try? Don't say it ten thousand times. If you say it a hundred times, you will feel dizzy. After a thousand times, you may not be able to get up. Ten thousand times? I was afraid that I would vomit blood and die.
Everyone present knows what the concept of ten thousand times is. Only the little boy didn't know.
Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't know, maybe he doesn't need to know and doesn't want to know. He only knows that he wants to save his mother. As long as he can save her mother, he will do anything.
Xiao Yue's face was full of unbearability, "President, this little brother is so young. He has kowtowed ten thousand times. Is he still alive? Can you be accommodating?"
The host slowly shook his head and said, "Buddha does not deceive people's minds. Everything he does in the world is watched by the Buddha. I don't have the final say."
For the first time, Xiao Yue felt so intuitively that he hated Buddhism. Why was he so unreasonable? Although he came with a mission from his brother, the mission was very simple, that is, to study sincerely for a few days, read more, listen more, think more, and talk less.
Xiao Rui knew that Xiao Yue had followed his father Xiao Yu and had been close to Buddhism since childhood, so Xiao Rui didn't want to let Xiao Yue take the lead in promoting Buddhism, so he assigned him such a task.
Before this, although Xiao Yue was dissatisfied with Buddhism for spreading rumors and bullying his brother, he still believed that Buddhism was a group of compassionate and good people. But at this moment, his faith seemed to be shaken.
As for Xiao Rui's real method, this little boy is just the first step.
Looking at the little boy kowtowing over and over again on the ground, the movements of kowtowing and saluting were still very unfamiliar at first. He slowly became more proficient in kowtowing, saluting, and chanting sutras, and became faster and faster. Xiao Yue reminded him with worry: "Little brother , there are still 10,000 heads behind, don’t go too fast, you will die if you go too fast.”
The little boy was unmoved and didn't even want to waste time explaining. Xiao Yue understood clearly. What the boy meant was that his mother had no time and he had to kowtow to save her as soon as possible.
Because of this filial piety, Xiao Yue was moved to tears and said, "President, please move my desk to this corner. Xiao Yue will accompany my little brother and take good care of him."
Seeing Xiao Yue's openly robbing action just now, the abbot knew that the Xiao family was not easy to deal with, so he did not object and instead ordered the monk to follow suit. So Xiao Yue was copying books in the corner and looking after the little beggar who was kowtowing.
The people onlookers praised the little boy's filial piety, and then spread the word to ten, ten, and hundreds. More and more people came to watch. As many people left, the word quickly spread in Chang'an City, "What a filial son!"
Even His Majesty Li Er from the palace heard about it, "It's amazing to be so filial at such a young age. Come, send two imperial doctors to guard him secretly. Don't let anything happen to this child. By the way, investigate the origin of this child and send him Doctor Wang went to save his mother. She is a citizen of the Tang Dynasty. How could she not save her? If the Buddha didn't save her, I would save her. Wait, does this child's matter have anything to do with Xiao Rui? Couldn't he have deliberately arranged it? Are you trying to make things difficult for Daxingshan Temple?"
Lao Gao, the chamberlain, bowed and said, "My servant has already found out. It is true that this child comes from a poor family in the city and is dependent on his mother. His mother is terminally ill and the child seeks medical treatment everywhere, but he repeatedly encounters obstacles because of his poverty. A few days ago When the prince-in-law met him, he secretly gave him some advice and asked the child to go to Daxingshan Temple to pray for incense. The child went sincerely, and only then did things happen."
"As for her mother, the Prince Consort personally took action to save her. Unfortunately, she was too ill to survive and was said to have less than seven days to live."
Li Er frowned and said: "Xiao Rui can save Ke Ming, but can't he save a mother?"
Lao Gao guessed: "After all, the prince-in-law is just a doctor, not a god. Du Xiang's terminal illness is probably different from the mother's terminal illness. Otherwise, given the character of the prince-in-law, he would not ignore it just because he is a patient."
Li Er nodded: "Forget it, my people are sick and have no medical treatment. It is my dereliction of duty."
"Your Majesty, the Tang Dynasty has just been established. It still needs to be cultivated slowly. You have to ensure the dragon body and don't work too hard." Lao Gao advised.
Li Er waved his hand: "Okay. Let's talk about Xiao Rui. What evil is this kid holding back? Sending a child to Daxingshan Temple? What kind of article can an ignorant child do?"
The chamberlain Lao Gao said: "I don't know, my consort, the prince's actions are unreasonable and unconstrained, which cannot be seen through by ordinary people. But what is certain is that Daxingshan Temple will be in bad luck this time. The prince-in-law originally said that he will retaliate for his anger, so Daxingshan Temple spread rumors and caused trouble. The Prince Consort will never give up."
Li Er smiled and scolded: "This kid is young and has a lot of problems. He has given himself a lot of useless names for fear that others will not know that he is a playboy."
"But this time, Buddhism, Buddhism..."
After muttering a few words in a low voice, Li Er did not mention it again. Lao Gao, the chamberlain, understood that Buddhism has been secretly developing its territory in recent years and is about to touch the bottom line of the imperial court. His Majesty is dissatisfied.
At the Daxingshan Temple, two hours later, the little boy kowtowed a total of four hundred times. Then he was exhausted and passed out. Xiao Yue hurriedly rescued him and called the monks in the temple to take care of him with water and food.
In the backyard of Daxingshan Temple, in the small courtyard of the abbot, the host was reporting on the day's events. (The abbot and the abbot are different. Generally, small temples only have the abbot and are not qualified to have an abbot. Only large temples have abbots. The abbot is mostly responsible for managing secular things, while the abbot needs to be proficient in Buddhism and has a high status.)
The abbot called a group of senior monks to check the details. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xiao Yue and the little boy were in the same group, and must have been sent by Xiao Rui to cause trouble. But what do they want to do? The host thought that Xiao Rui simply wanted to use his strategy to wipe out Ping Anxiang's profits.
Is it that simple? Many people are skeptical. After all, Xiao Rui has been decisive in killing and doing bloody things since he became an official.
The abbot moved the rosary beads in his hand and pondered for a long time. A pair of turbid old eyes suddenly opened, and the light suddenly appeared and captured the soul. He said sternly: "What a poisonous thought! It turns out to be this poisonous plan."
"Abbott, please give me a clear explanation." The host respectfully asked for advice.
The abbot clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "This is a poisonous plan, and the little baby is poison. If he kowtows thousands of times and fails to seek recovery from his mother, then it will be the time to attack."
Everyone was disdainful, "This kind of trick? It's commonplace. Medicine and medicine can't cure the disease. Buddha saves the destined person. It's her fate that Buddha doesn't save her. Who's to blame?"
The abbot shook his head and said: "No, you underestimate Xiao Rui too much. He will never give up. I'm afraid he has already opened his pockets. We can't just sit back and wait for death. We need to do something to deal with it."
"Brother Abbot, please give me instructions." All the monks put their hands together and saluted.
