Su Guogong Mansion.
Gao Fu, who had just returned from Wangchuan Villa, saw Lao Geng and others, dragging two carts of flowers and plants, back from outside happily.
He couldn't help but stop in confusion.
"Old Geng, where did you get these two big carts of flowers and plants? You don't think these things are worth eating or drinking, but they cost a lot of money. Why did you buy them? It's just a waste of time!"
"Lao Gao, I didn't buy this, I picked it up——"
Seeing Gao Fu's question, Lao Geng couldn't help but gnashed his big teeth, leaned on the shaft of the cart happily, patted the full cart, and said with a cheerful smile.
"Picked it up?"
Gao Fu looked at Lao Geng with suspicion.
Can you pick up this thing?
"Of course, what else do you think? Look at our brothers, who has the leisure to do this? Isn't it nice to keep the money and drink?"
Seeing Lao Geng's complacency and how much he had gained, Gao Fu couldn't help but want to scratch him.
"I think you are just full of food, and you have nothing to do with picking up these tatters thrown away by others? Wouldn't it be nice to have a drink with the brothers, chat, and train the young little bastards in the house? ?”
After hearing this, Lao Geng, for the first time, did not quarrel with him. Instead, he smiled with a sly look.
"It's a fart use. I don't know what a fart use it is? But -"
Having said this, Lao Geng chuckled.
"This is what our uncle is rushing to do - can an old guy like you understand the mind of that brat? If you don't understand, don't think about it. As long as our uncle did it, Let’s just follow behind and get it done—”
Having said this, he proudly puffed up his withered chest.
"In short, if you follow my uncle, you will definitely not suffer any loss - it's just that our uncle starts too quickly, and the brothers can't rob him, but I'm too embarrassed to rob him too hard..."
Looking at Lao Geng and the others who still had unfulfilled thoughts and some regrets, Gao Fu couldn't help but be speechless for a while.
Is this okay?
Before you even figured out what was going on, you were fighting with your uncle——
Well done, though!
Gao Fu couldn't help but smile when he thought of the crooked smile on that bratty Wang Zi'an's face.
"Come, come, come, brothers, tell me--"
Gao Fu came over happily.
…
"So, Zetian, being diligent and frugal is a virtue, and helping others is a kind of character. We must carry it forward——"
On the street, Wang Zi'an watched with pleasure as his servants hauled away these exotic flowers and plants like garbage one by one. At the same time, he did not forget to teach the young apprentices around him through words and deeds.
Wu Zetian blinked her big beautiful eyes and nodded confusedly.
She always felt that her master's words made sense, but something seemed wrong.
Because, she discovered that there was more than one family.
Many of the servants who were throwing flowers and plants outside were looking at them like thieves, staring at them angrily. Looking at the posture, if they were not scrupulous about anything, they would have thrown the flowers and plants on their heads on the spot. Especially, whenever the servants of my master’s family come to inquire with good intentions, the other person’s eyes are all red——
"Master, we obviously want to help others, but when I look at it, they don't seem to be happy and even hate us?"
If you don’t understand, just ask. Xiao Wuxu is a good student who studies hard and likes to ask questions.
Ah, this——
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed and coughed dryly.
"Disciple, we only care about hard work, not about harvest - when we do good deeds, we are not asking for others' understanding, let alone others' rewards. Well, just stick to your heart -"
Wang Zi'an said, pulling his little apprentice.
"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing to see, be good, let's go home -"
Wu Zetian:......
Although what Master said seemed really profound, I still felt like something was wrong.
“But ask about hard work, not about harvest——”
Among the crowd, a handsome-looking young monk wearing monk's robes couldn't help but whisper the Buddha's name after hearing this. He turned to look at an older monk next to him, with a handsome face and a jade-like face.
"Master, is that the legendary Marquis of Chang'an County in front of you? He has such deep roots of wisdom and high level of cultivation. If he can enter my Buddhist sect, he will definitely be another eminent monk with the Tao!"
The older monk looked back at his favorite disciple and nodded gently.
"The Marquis of Chang'an is indeed a very human being - it's a pity that he occupies a high position at such a young age. I'm afraid that the poor place of Buddhism cannot accommodate him, but if there is a chance, I can form a good relationship with him..."
The older, fengshen and beautiful monk talked to his apprentice in a low voice while moving forward unhurriedly and confidently. After walking not far, I heard someone in the crowd exclaim.
"Look, those in front are Master Xuanzang and his disciple Bianji——"
Soon, the two handsome monks were surrounded by devout believers.
The two of them were probably used to this kind of scene, so they weren't nervous. Instead, he proclaimed the Buddha's name gently and politely, and then quickly found a high and open place to preach the Buddha's Dharma on the spot.
The crowd actually gathered more and more.
I don’t know how many people believe deeply in Buddhism, how many people do it because these two monks are good-looking, and how many people see the crowd here and have evil intentions.
Looking at the crowds here from a distance, it seemed that some monks were gathering to preach. Wang Zi'an couldn't help but frown, and without even looking back, he pulled Wu Zetian away without looking back.
To guard against the slightest, start from a young age. Don't let your little apprentice fall for the poison of these bald donkeys!
"As for Zetian, remember, don't believe the nonsense of these bald donkeys - they are all false and empty, deceiving stupid men and women -"
"stop--"
Wang Zi'an was brainwashing his young apprentice when he suddenly heard a strange shout from behind.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but look back subconsciously.
Ah, this——
He was only focused on educating his young apprentice, and he didn't even notice that at some point, several monks wearing cassocks and strutting their heads followed him not far behind.
The one in the middle has a high nose, deep eyes, and a flowing white beard. He looks quite intimidating. The few people around were all restrained and seemed to be like eminent monks. What surprised Wang Zi'an the most was that these monks were actually followed by several officials. Looking at their posture, they showed considerable respect for these monks, especially this foreign monk.
Come to think of it, it was this foreign monk who stopped me just now.
"Ba-cough, is the master calling me?"
Wang Zi'an raised his eyebrows and looked at the monks who suddenly appeared from behind, with a look of impatience on his face.
He doesn't have any particular prejudice against Buddhism, but his little disciple seems to have a bad affinity with Buddhism and must not be tainted with it.
"good--"
Seeing Wang Zi'an stop, several monks also stopped and looked at Wang Zi'an with expressions of concern.
"Why did the donor slander my Buddhism for no reason? If he doesn't give us an explanation today, I'm afraid it won't be justified -"
Seeing the other party's aggressive posture, Wang Zi'an, who was originally a little embarrassed because of speaking ill of people behind their backs, couldn't help but feel unhappy and frowned impatiently.
"Who do you think you are? Why are you blocking my way so aggressively and asking me to give you an explanation? Can I give it to you?"
After saying that, he pulled Wu Zetian and turned to leave.
As a result, as soon as he started to move, not only several monks gathered around him, but also several officials who were following him came over and blocked his way.
"This young master, I am Bo Zhangqian, the master of Honglu Temple. Do you know who these eminent monks are standing in front of you? The one in the middle is Naluo'er, a divine monk from Tianzhu who specially offers elixirs to Your Majesty. Saha, all the people accompanying you are our eminent monks from Chang’an City, and one party presides over—”
As the master of Honglu Temple, Zhang Qian didn't know Wang Zi'an's identity, but he knew that the water in Chang'an was deep, and he didn't dare to offend him lightly. Therefore, he spoke politely and even vaguely meant to soften Wang Zi'an.
What about Luo Er Suo Po?
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but glance at the foreign monk in surprise. Is this the great monk from Tianzhu who boasted that he was over 200 years old and tricked Li Shimin into taking elixirs indiscriminately, causing him to die early?
If it were you, I really can't let you pass like this!
Thinking of this, Wang Zi'an, who originally wanted to put things to rest, glanced at the great stickman with a half-smile, just as he was thinking about how to expose this old guy's lies.
The foreign monk in the middle, Naluo Ersuopo, had already resisted the urge to stand up and pronounced a Buddha's name in blunt Chinese dialect, interrupting Zhang Qian's introduction.
"Namo Amitabha - my Buddha says that all living beings are equal, and we are all the disciples of my Buddha. What's the point of having some worldly status -"
After saying that, his face darkened again and he looked at Wang Zi'an.
"My Buddha is merciful - Donor, my Buddha advocates the equality of all living beings. How merciful is he? Why do I become so miserable when I come to you? Please give me some answers to the confusion of the poor monk and others."
As he said this, the old monk kept a straight face and stood motionless in the way of Master Wang Zi'an and his disciples.
Although the other monks did not speak, it was obvious that there was a hint of anger on their faces.
This young man actually slandered Buddhism in public. Considering their status, there was no way he could ignore it even if he wanted to.
Wang Zi'an smiled at the official who reminded him, then turned around and looked at the several great monks with mocking eyes.
"My Buddha is merciful? How can you be merciful? Do you think that sitting in a temple, chanting sutras, and praising the Buddha is considered merciful? People in this world are suffering a lot. Countless people are displaced, don't have enough to eat, and even sell their sons and daughters. How can you Mercy?"
Wang Zi'an said, glanced at them disdainfully, and sneered.
"You just sit in your warm temple, eating the offerings of these poor people, thinking about your so-called Lord Buddha, and doing nothing. Is this called compassion? You are called evil!"
"You - we are cultivating the afterlife for believers and eliminating evil obstacles -"
The foreign monk Naluo Sapo couldn't help but feel angry because of Wang Zi'an's "fallacious theories".
"What the hell is the afterlife? If you can't cultivate in this life, how can you cultivate in the afterlife? How can you expect to cultivate in the afterlife?"
At this time, seeing that such a handsome young man like Wang Zi'an actually had a conflict with several eminent monks from Chang'an City, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but gather around, and more and more people gathered, even Xuanzang Those who were listening to the Dharma lecture couldn't help but start moving this way.
Ah, the Chinese people are well known for their devotion to Buddhism.
If you dare to offer incense to the monks in the Main Hall here, you can turn around and run to the Taoist temple next to you to burn incense.
If you ask them to choose between listening to the Dharma and watching the excitement, do they still have to choose?
Of course, let’s watch the fun first!
Buddha wouldn’t be angry anyway——
Seeing the crowd gathering more and more, Wang Zi'an's expression became gentler and his attitude became more polite.
He glanced at the several great monks, raised one hand in front of his chest, and bowed.
"Several masters, since you say that Buddhism teaches that all living beings are equal, why do your Buddhas sit high in the Mahavira Hall, and are your Buddhas divided into three, six, nine, and hierarchical levels? Since you say that all living beings are equal, why are there any presiding officers in your temples? , there are novice monks with distinct levels?”
Having said this, Wang Zi'an raised his voice slightly.
"You monks live in temples without working or paying taxes. In the name of incense, you devour believers' hard-earned money and even save their lives."
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Is this called mercy? You call this evil! "
"You - we are cultivating the afterlife for believers and eliminating evil obstacles -"
The foreign monk Naluo Sapo couldn't help but feel angry because of Wang Zi'an's "fallacious theories".
"What the hell is the afterlife? If you can't cultivate in this life, how can you cultivate in the afterlife? How can you expect to cultivate in the afterlife?"
At this time, seeing that such a handsome young man like Wang Zi'an actually had a conflict with several eminent monks from Chang'an City, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but gathered around, and more and more people gathered, even Xuanzang Those who were listening to the Dharma lecture couldn't help but start moving this way.
Ah, the Chinese people are well known for their devotion to Buddhism.
If you dare to offer incense to the monks in the Main Hall here, you can turn around and run to the Taoist temple next to you to burn incense.
If you ask them to choose between listening to the Dharma and watching the excitement, do they still have to choose?
Of course, let’s watch the fun first!
Buddha wouldn’t be angry anyway——
Seeing the crowd gathering more and more, Wang Zi'an's expression became gentler and his attitude became more polite.
He glanced at the several great monks, raised one hand in front of his chest, and bowed.
"Masters, since you say that Buddhism teaches that all living beings are equal, why is it that your Buddha sits high in the Mahavira Hall and is divided into three, six or nine levels for your Buddha? Is this called compassion? You are calling this a sin!"
"You - we are cultivating the afterlife for believers and eliminating evil obstacles -"
The foreign monk Naluo Sapo couldn't help but feel angry because of Wang Zi'an's "fallacious theories".
"What the hell is the afterlife? If you can't cultivate in this life, how can you cultivate in the afterlife? How can you expect to cultivate in the afterlife?"
At this time, seeing that such a handsome young man like Wang Zi'an actually had a conflict with several eminent monks from Chang'an City, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but gathered around, and more and more people gathered, even Xuanzang Those who were listening to the Dharma lecture couldn't help but start moving this way.
Ah, the Chinese people are well known for their devotion to Buddhism.
If you dare to offer incense to the monks in the Main Hall here, you can turn around and run to the Taoist temple next to you to burn incense.
If you ask them to choose between listening to the Dharma and watching the excitement, do they still have to choose?
Of course, let’s watch the fun first!
Buddha wouldn’t be angry anyway——
