Bian Ji said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
Lin Feng said: "Bianji, don't you like to write letters to people? You know exactly what the contents of the letters you wrote are. Why are you pretending to be dumbfounded in front of everyone?"
brush!
Bianji's expression changed slightly.
letter!
This woman, Tian Changle, actually found his letter and sent it to him. The problem is, these letters are in the hands of different people. How did Tian Changle get the letters?
Could it be that he was deceived?
Or maybe it's true.
For a while, it was difficult to distinguish between true and false, so I felt inexplicably flustered. Originally he was wise and confident, but this time he was confused by Tian Changle's actions. The reason is very simple. The situation of Xuanku and Zhishan first may be a lesson for him.
Bian Ji gritted his teeth, calmed his mind, and tried not to show his cowardice.
Lin Feng smiled softly, looked around at the scholars and people around him, and said loudly: "Everyone, are you curious about the content of the letter written by the monk Bianji of Daci'en Temple?"
Bianji said coldly: "Lin Feng, arguing about Buddha is about arguing about Buddha. Why are you involved in such minutiae?"
"Bianji, shut up."
In the audience, someone shouted.
The speaker was a warrior with a loud voice. Such tone and attitude made Bianji's cheeks twitch, and a hint of ferocity appeared on his handsome face.
"Monk Bianji, stand by me honestly and wait for Mr. Lin to finish speaking."
"I'm also curious about what the defense machine wrote."
"Mr. Lin's comment just now was written in an erotic letter, which is really curious. Buddhists always say that they are pure in heart, not concerned with worldly affairs, and devoted to worshiping Buddha. But now, there is something different, which makes people unbearable. Just stay curious."
"Master Lin, tell me quickly. We can't wait any longer. What is written in this defense machine?"
"Take off your pants, don't hesitate."
Shouts came one after another.
All the people, even the onlookers' scholars, and even the rest of the martial arts people, all the onlookers shouted.
The sounds came and went.
As a result, all the Buddhist monks had dark faces. These people looked at the debate machine on the stage with worries in their eyes because they didn't know why. But this pile of letters was given by Tian Changle. Many people looked at Tian Changle with coldness.
Tian Changle, however, didn't care.
She dared to go up, so she was naturally prepared for everything.
Ever since he learned that Lin Feng was going to defend Buddhism, Tian Changle had been wondering, how would Buddhism take action? If Tian Changle wants to personally participate in the debate about Buddhism, she can only talk about Buddhist issues. It is impossible to really debate Buddhism. She can't do it, and she doesn't have the ability and eloquence to do so.
However, Tian Changle knew some things about Buddhism. She especially knew Bian Ji. She had heard several close friends mention it. Bian Ji was a Buddhist who was extremely good at eloquence and proficient in Buddhist teachings. Such a person would inevitably come forward.
Just like this, Tian Changle spent a lot of effort to collect these letters.
Unexpectedly, the debate machine actually came on stage.
Tian Changle looked at Lin Feng with a hint of expectation in his eyes. Lin Feng is relaxed and comfortable, and moves freely, as if strolling on stage, which is admirable.
She also felt in her heart that men should be like this.
Lin Feng listened to the commotion around him and waited for a long time. The commotion around him gradually became quieter. He then picked up a letter and said loudly: "Everyone, I am here to read the first letter. The time for signing this letter has already passed." It’s a bit old, it’s a letter from two years ago.”
"Mrs. Zhou Kai!"
"It has been three days since we parted ways in Daci'en Temple. My wife mentioned chest tightness when she was worshiping Buddha, and the poor monk used his wonderful skills to solve the problem of chest tightness for my wife. I wonder if she has recovered? If she has not recovered, she can come to the temple and the poor monk can help her again. A wonderful hand, completely solving Madam’s problem.”
"Hahaha……"
Lin Feng laughed loudly and said: "Bian Ji, Bian Ji, the word 'wonderful hand' is used well. Don't chest tightness just need a good hand to solve it? What a sense of righteousness and self-sacrifice and generosity. Disciples of the Buddha, It really opened my eyes.”
Bianji's cheeks twitched.
There was a look of shame and anger in his eyes, and he clenched his fists.
how come?
These letters are so private, why did they fall into Tian Changle's hands.
After hearing this, the scholars and people around him suddenly became excited, especially when they heard that the master had solved a stubborn disease. Their eyes lit up and they talked a lot.
Those eyes fell on Bian Ji, making Bian Ji even more glaring.
Lin Feng opened another letter.
"Mrs. Zhang personally approves!"
"It's been two days since I said goodbye to Daci'en Temple, and I'm very worried about you. My wife is worried about having no heirs. The poor monk has been studying Buddhist scriptures for the past two days and feels that the Dharma has been improved. Madam, if you have leisure, you can come to the temple and wait for the poor monk to bless you. And chanting the sutra will definitely help you to achieve your dreams and have children."
After Lin Feng recited the words, he said: "Monk Bianji, the word 'blessing' is really excellent. In a pure place of Buddhism, two people, a man and a woman, are blessed. It can be said that they are going to the Paradise of Paradise together. This is very good. It’s really good.”
brush!
Bianji's face turned grim.
He said in a deep voice: "Lin Feng, don't spit on anyone."
Lin Feng continued: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will continue reading, you listen carefully."
"Hey, it's Mrs. Zhang's letter again."
"Mrs. Zhang personally approves."
"It has been three days since we last parted. The poor monk was thinking about my wife and could not sleep day and night, so he chanted sutras and prayed for my wife day and night. I wonder if my wife has free time and can come to the temple, and the poor monk can bless my wife again. 1 It can relieve the madam’s loneliness, and secondly, it can relieve the madam’s worries.”
With a smile on his face, Lin Feng said: "This letter is more direct, and it aims to solve the pain of loneliness. Buddhist people are really helpful. Monk Bianji, you use blessing very well, and use loneliness very well." Well, you are truly worthy of being an eminent Buddhist monk."
Bianji's cheeks twitched, and his face became even hotter.
He was a little overwhelmed.
Lin Feng picked up another letter and said in surprise: "Hey, this letter is for Princess Hengyang."
"Princess Hengyang personally approves!"
"Previously, at the invitation of the princess, the poor monk went to the princess's house to discuss Buddhism with her. They cherished each other, and actually went to Wushan together to practice joy. The yin and yang complement each other, and the sun and the moon shine together. It can be said that we cultivate the great road together. If it were not for the princess, the young monk would not be able to discover it. Is there such a graceful and graceful beauty in the world?"
"In the past few days, the little monk has been thinking about the princess. I wonder, princess, if you can spare some time to come to the temple and let you and I reconnect. With the princess here, the little monk will never regret it, even if he is in a sea of misery. "
Lin Feng clicked his tongue and said: "Monk Bianji's business is really extensive. Not only ladies, but also princesses. Especially the words he uses are even more admirable. He is graceful and graceful, sinks into the sea of suffering, and never regrets even after nine deaths. He is really amazing."
"I, Lin Feng, really admire you."
"From time to time, you, Monk Bianji, write to you and ask people to meet. Even the people you meet are unusual. They are all Mrs. So-and-so, married men. I didn't expect that Monk Bianji, you, has such a hobby. "
"Oh, it's really valuable."
"You know, you are very busy, but in spite of your busy schedule, you manage so many people's appointments. You are worthy of being a time management master. If I could have your time management concept, I'm afraid that my academic talent, Lin Feng, would not be the same. As for not making progress, I feel ashamed of my teacher."
Lin Feng said: "Monk Bianji, I want to learn from you. Please accept my bow from me, Lin Feng."
He truly bowed his hands.
Bianji's face completely collapsed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his head was buzzing.
How can it be?
Even his letters to the princess are prominently listed.
Bianji is proficient in Buddhism and talented. He prefers to hook up with married women. Especially for many noble ladies, the secret resentment in their boudoirs was solved by him hooking up with them. In particular, he likes to write letters to show off his talents and convey emotions through letters. His letters were always delivered by hand, and there were never any problems.
Unexpectedly, there was such a big mistake.
"Bianji, you big whore, you have brought shame on Buddhism. How can a person like you deserve to defend Buddhism? You represent Buddhism, which is a disgrace to Buddhism."
"Monk Bianji, go and die quickly."
"Xuan Ku is a whore, and you, Bianji, are also a whore. The people in your Da Ci'en Temple are simply rotten and smelly. They are all whores."
"Da Ci'en Temple is such a disgrace."
The common people and scholars kept shouting and shouting.
When many people looked at the defense machine, they were full of ridicule and continued to curse. Bian Ji specifically targets married women, which is a potential threat. What if the women in the family are bewitched by Bian Ji and are poisoned?
The voices of criticism are endless.
Tian He looked down below, his expression even colder. Princess Hengyang is the daughter of the late emperor, and her presence is not strong. After all, Hengyang is not Tian He's biological sister, but her half-sister. Unexpectedly, such a scandal would break out.
It's a royal disgrace.
The defense machine should be killed!
Tian He suddenly had more murderous intentions towards Buddhism, first Xuan Ku, then Zhishan, and now it involves Bian Ji.
They are all such nasty people.
Amid everyone's discussion, Tian Ziyun suddenly woke up. His face was pale and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He let his attendants support him and stood up. He looked at the dilemma of Bianji on the stage and listened to the shouts around him. He frowned and said, "Monk Bianji, how come he has been exposed? Why is this man involved in women's issues?"
"Master, it was Miss Changle who wrote to Lin Feng. Monk Bianji's letters to many married women, including Princess Hengyang, were all exposed."
"These letters were collected by Miss Changle."
The attendant reported directly.
Then, he briefly talked about Zhishan, Xuanku, and the current dilemma of Bianji.
After Tian Ziyun heard this, he was stunned.
Why is it my daughter?
How could his own daughter stab him in the back and help Lin Feng?
Tian Ziyun looked around, but it was so crowded that his daughter could not be seen at all.
"Tian Ziyun, you did a good job. You gave birth to a good daughter, and you collected so many letters from Bianji without saying anything. Now that Bianji has been defeated, the image of my Buddhist sect has been completely ruined."
"Tian Ziyun, you have to give us an explanation."
"Tian Ziyun, you deserve to die."
Buddhist monks are not far away from Tian Ziyun. These Buddhist abbots and heads of various temples criticized him one after another.
They are angry inside.
Even more helpless.
Now that something happened to Tian Ziyun's daughter, everyone began to shirk responsibility, bite Tian Ziyun, and ask about Tian Ziyun's crime.
Tian Ziyun is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He knows that his daughter's back stabbing is wrong. The problem is that he cannot give in at this time. He gritted his teeth and said: "If the defense machine itself has no problems, will these problems occur? Buddhism has such a problem Big problem, who is to blame?”
"First it was Xuanku, then Zhishan, and then Bianji. You all died one by one. It's all your fault."
"Blame my daughter, why?"
"She is at fault, but you are the root cause. If you want to question the guilt, first question your guilt."
At this moment, Tian Ziyun was like an angry tiger, fighting back directly.
The Buddhist man snorted and stopped talking.
Tian Ziyun looked at the stage, at Lin Feng who was swaying freely, and then at the debate machine. He glanced around, but still did not see his daughter Tian Changle. But in his heart, he was extremely angry, and under the depression, he felt his blood boiling again.
puff!
Tian Ziyun spit out blood again.
He rolled his eyes and passed out again. After seeing this, the personal attendants immediately panicked and dared to stay. They carried Tian Ziyun on their backs and left with everyone in the Tian family.
The Tian family left, but the Buddhists could not leave.
Lin Feng continued to beat the drowned dog, and said: "Monk Bianji, I still have ten or twenty letters, and I am too lazy to continue reading them. People like you, ask yourself, why do you represent Buddhism, and do you have the dignity to stay in Buddhism? If you repent immediately, leave Buddhism, and are willing to confess your sins, there may still be a slight chance of repentance."
He lashed out further.
If Bian Ji directly confesses his crime and breaks away from Buddhism, the impact on Buddhism will be huge.
"Amitabha."
A loud and deep voice came.
A thin figure jumped up from the Buddhist crowd, flew through the air and landed on the high platform.
"There is a problem in my Buddhist sect. I should clean up my sect. Donor Lin does not need to worry about it."
An old monk with a bright head was dressed in shabby monk robes. His long eyebrows drooped to his earlobes, and his face was covered with ravines, showing his age. After the old monk said something, he raised his skinny hand and landed on Bianji's head.
boom! !
Bianji's eyes widened, but he suddenly died.
His tall body fell to the ground.
The old monk prayed to Amitabha again. His voice was loud and clear and reached everyone's ears. He then said: "There are good people and evil people in the world. There cannot be only good people. In the imperial court, there are honest officials and corrupt officials. I Among Buddhists, it is normal for Buddhism to be stigmatized."
"However, I am a Buddhist who is willing to make corrections and clean up the door."
"Donor Lin, the old monk will be executed today as a warning to others. The old monk Hui Chu came here to ask for Buddhist teachings from Donor Lin."
The old monk stood still, as tall as a puddle.
Puts a lot of pressure on people.
Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
Hui Chu is not simple. His posture, demeanor, and even aura are definitely the aura of a great master.
This is the great master of Daci'en Temple.
Lin Feng did not have any fear, and it was impossible to retreat today. He chuckled and said: "The words of the divine monk Hui Chu have a certain truth. There are good and evil people in the world. There are also good and bad officials in the court. Buddhism has a shame. , indeed normal.”
"The problem is that Buddhism has too much shame. The three largest Buddhist temples in Linzi City, Daci'en Temple, Baoxiang Temple, and Yufeng Temple, all have problems with their abbots. In addition, there are many abbots and monks , it is the same as violating the precepts of lust, greed, anger, ignorance, etc., and having countless desires."
"Buddhism like this doesn't just have some problems, it's completely rotten."
Hui Chu's debate was to suppress Buddhist issues and divert the direction.
It was impossible for Lin Feng to let Hui Chu get what he wanted.
Regarding Buddhism's problem, he had information from the emperor. This was his trump card, the ultimate killer.
There was a trace of fluctuation on Hui Chu's dull old face. Lin Feng, this junior, was indeed not simple.
A mouth that is very sharp.
Huichu clasped his hands together, twirling the beads in his hands, and said slowly: "Donor Lin's words are reasonable. There is indeed a problem in Buddhism. The old monk will follow up and deal with it himself. Back to the topic, Donor Lin said that you must first distinguish between Buddhism and people. Here, old monk, Does Donor Lin still need to identify it? The old monk stands here and allows Donor Lin to identify it."
Lin Feng sneered in his heart.
The old guy is really a bit difficult to deal with.
It's just that Lin Feng's defense of Buddhism this time was not just a message from the emperor. When it came to defending Buddhism, he was certainly prepared.
Lin Feng said: "The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, the sacred monk of Huichu, can certainly represent Buddhism."
A smile appeared on Hui Chu's face and he said: "In that case, let's start to argue about Buddhism. Our Buddhist sect encourages people to do good and live their lives, and also benefits the people of the world, so that everyone can transcend and seek a future. Such Buddhism should be Everyone respects and believes in Buddha. But Donor Lin wants to slander Buddha, which is really inappropriate."
