"Go in! Join the army in the study!" The guide pointed to the door. Hui Cong clasped his hands to him and stepped over the threshold. The door closed behind him, shutting out the sound. He took a deep breath. He said in a deep voice: "The poor monk Huicong pays my respects to join the army!"
"Here you come, great monk!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and pointed to the futon on his right: "Come, sit down and talk!"
"Thank you for joining the army!" Huicong hesitated and whispered: "Joining the army, a poor monk with little knowledge, how can he deserve the title of a great monk!"
Wang Wenzuo was stunned, and then he remembered that all monks in later generations can be called "monks." The difference is that in the Tang Dynasty, "monk" refers to a monk with high moral standing and extensive knowledge. For example, among the four ranks of Tibetan Lamaism , with monks as the fourth highest position, their power is second only to the Dalai Lama and Panchen Lama, and they preside over major temples. Among the ranks of Japanese Buddhist monks, there are titles such as Great Monk Rank and Monk Rank, which later turned into honorific titles for eminent monks. Great monk is a title that only monks with high reputations have. For example, during the Western Jin Dynasty, the monk Fo Tucheng was named in the West. Emperor Shi Le of the Later Zhao Dynasty respected him very much and called him "great monk". Naturally, Huicong did not dare to agree.
"Huicong, of course you can't be qualified now!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "But if you practice meritorious deeds diligently and keep practicing every day, in another twenty or thirty years, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it if you don't want others to call you 'Great Monk'!" "
"Cultivation of merits diligently and daily practice?" Huicong's eyes lit up, and he felt that Wang Wenzuo's words touched an itch in his heart. He clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "The poor monk who joined the army will definitely remember it in his heart. If you achieve anything in the future, it will all be a gift from joining the army!"
"It doesn't take a while, now is a good opportunity to practice merit! If done well, it will be possible to rebuild Dinglin Temple!"
"Rebuild Dinglin Temple!" Huicong's defensive concerns were immediately thrown out of the window: "Seriously?"
"Although a certain family is not a monk, they don't lie! Zen Master, you should know what happened in front of the cliff outside the north gate in the past few days, right?"
Huicong's face changed slightly and he nodded immediately.
"It's good to know. I plan to hold a ritual ceremony to liberate the resentful spirit of the woman who fell off the cliff, and then set up a spiritual altar in the temple to support her. Are you willing to undertake this?"
"It is my duty as a poor monk!" Huicong said with emotion.
"Don't worry, I only said half of what I said, just listen to me!" Wang Wenzuo had a mocking smile on his lips: "In addition, you must also find out the potentially dangerous people in the crowd and report them to us. !”
"Find potentially dangerous people and report them to you?" Huicong repeated Wang Wenzuo's words, a trace of blush flashed on his face: "You want me to be your spy?"
"You can understand it that way, but I prefer to call it screening for kindness. Doesn't that sound better?" Wang Wenzuo smiled and said, "How about it?"
"No!" Huicong stood up suddenly: "I will never agree to such a thing!"
Wang Wenzuo waved his hand to stop the guard who was about to step forward: "In this case, I won't force anyone to do anything! Go back!"
"You're just going to let me go?" Huicong didn't expect that the matter would end like this. In his opinion, Wang Wenzuo would either kill himself or imprison himself in order to avoid leaking secrets.
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "Do you think I will kill you if you don't agree? You really think too much. If you don't want to do this, of course there will be others who are willing to do it, and the monks we have on hand are not willing to do it. Only you!"
"Then you are not afraid that I will leak this matter?"
"Will others believe what you say?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Don't forget that without our support, you are just an ordinary monk, but you say that those who save the dead and build temples to make offerings are evil people. What will be the consequences?"
Huicong opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. He knew very well that what Wang Wenzuo said was true. If someone did these things, he would definitely win huge reputation among the Baekje people. If he told the truth, he would only be spurned or even beaten to death by the angry crowd, and no one would listen. My own advice.
"Master Huicong!" Wang Wenzuo pointed to the futon in front of him, motioned for him to sit down, and said seriously: "If you don't have a sword in your hand, you can't tell the truth. In troubled times, it's not enough to have courage. You also need to have courage. The wisdom of survival.”
"Wisdom for survival? Is betraying your compatriots wisdom?" Huicong sneered.
"This is wrong. This is not betrayal, but a necessary sacrifice to preserve the majority!"
"Preserve most necessary sacrifices? What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. If a shepherd finds a sheep in the flock that is sick, then in order to save the remaining sheep, he has to kill and burn the sick sheep. Do you think this is mercy or cruelty?"
"This -" Huicong was speechless for a moment, and shook his head after a moment: "These two things are very different, how can they be compared?"
"Why can't we compare?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If the danger can be dealt with in the bud, then only three or five people need to be killed, and even these three or five people do not need to be killed, and they can be imprisoned for three to five years. And once When thieves start an uprising, everything will be destroyed, lives will be ruined, and more than three or five people will die? Isn't it obvious which one is good and which one is bad?"
Huicong was speechless again. He could not refute Wang Wenzuo's logic. After a few minutes, he whispered: "You are just living in Sixian City. How can you ensure the longevity of the people?"
"Yes, but at least the area around Sixian City is safe now, right?" Wang Wenzuo smiled and said: "We will talk about the future in the future. As long as we can give the people a chance to breathe, it is good. What do you think, Master?" Here, he stretched out his right hand and looked into Huicong's eyes.
"Okay!" Huicong finally nodded. He also stretched out his right hand and tapped Wang Wenzuo's palm: "To give the people a chance to breathe!"
"Come here!" Wang Wenzuo tapped his palm twice, and four capable Baekje sergeants came in from the outside. They were all members of the Sanhanlang Party who had previously surrendered to Wang Wenzuo. He pointed at Huicong: "You guys are here at Huicong The mage’s men, do as I said before!”
"Yes!" The four people responded in unison, then stood on both sides and bowed their heads and obeyed the order. Hui Cong looked at the four people in surprise and asked, "Joining the army, what is this-"
"Master, I know there are some things you are unwilling to do, and I don't like to force others to make things difficult for me. These people are my confidants, and they handle things quite appropriately. They just obey your orders, and they will handle the dirty work without you, Master." worry!"
Huicong nodded slowly. It was expected that Wang Wenzuo would place confidants around him. However, according to what he said, he did not need to do the work of the secret agent himself, and the original disgust in his heart was a lot lighter.
