"This -" Du Changshi was stunned. Indeed, temples in Baekje, Goguryeo, Silla, and Japan were not only religious centers, but also academic centers. When the Tang army invaded Sixi City, they found it in Dinglin Temple. There were a large number of various books, and there were also many monasteries and academies for monks to teach and exchange knowledge. Of course, some of these books and academies were transported back to the Tang Dynasty, and most of the rest were later destroyed and lost.
"Then it's not a good idea to let them all become monks, right?"
"There can also be lay disciples in the temple. Even if you become a monk, can't you return to the secular world?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Where do the books, teachers, and venues come from? And, what do you plan to teach them?"
"I remember that there are still some books in the Dudu's Mansion. As for Master, I plan to post a list to recall the escaped monks. As long as they are willing to come back and respect the Tang Dynasty, then bygones are bygones. As for what to teach, let it be the same as what is taught in the prefecture and county schools. Pretty much, reading, writing, arithmetic, Buddhist scriptures, scriptures (this refers to the Confucian classics "Book of Changes", "Spring and Autumn Annals", etc.) and so on!"
Du Shuang thought about it and found that he really couldn't find any flaw in Wang Wenzuo's words, so he nodded and said angrily: "This is the only way, but Wang Canjun, you are too kind to these Baekje people, right?" ?”
"Really? Haha!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "Du Changshi, I once heard a division commander say something when I was a child: When dealing with the enemy, we must clench our fists, and if the enemy is knocked to the ground and reaches out to beg for mercy, we We need to loosen our fists and pull them up! These people are the first batch to surrender voluntarily, and the money and food spent are collected from them anyway, so why not do it?"
"Collect it from them? Wang Shenjun, what do you mean?"
"Jinglinsa Temple is a famous ancient temple in Baekje. It is said that when the King of Baekje moved the capital to Sichuan, Jeongrimsa Temple was built before the royal city was completed. Many of the coffins of the princes and nobles of the past dynasties were buried in the temple cemetery. If we release it, If there is a rumor that Jeongrimsa Temple is to be rebuilt, the people of Baekje will definitely volunteer their efforts!”
"What do you mean?"
"It's very simple. First, let Master Hui Cong hold a Dharma gathering, saying it is to celebrate the down payment of the old capital of Xiongjin. There will definitely be many people from the surrounding Baekje people participating. At the Dharma gathering, let Master Hui Cong set the plans for reconstruction. Rimsa, if you tell me about preparing young people in Baekje to study, I think the people of Baekje will definitely contribute with enthusiasm!"
"Your method is good!" Du Shuang nodded, his right hand subconsciously stroking the gold belt around his waist: "It's just that the rebels haven't subsided yet, so it's a little early to be busy practicing martial arts, isn't it?"
"Du Changshi, I think otherwise. This matter is not too early, but a little too late. If the General Manager Su had captured Sixian City, he had sealed its treasury, reduced or exempted taxes, promoted advantages and eliminated disadvantages, and cultivated culture and governance. , Praising the sages, we wouldn’t be where we are today!”
Hearing Wang Wenzuo scolding Su Dingfang like this, Du Shuang was not surprised. It was not the first time anyway. He just smiled: "Some things have passed and no one can start over again. We can only do The current matter!”
"This is what we should do now!" Wang Wenzuo's eyes were firm: "What we are fighting with Buyeo Fengzhang now is not only the victory or defeat on the battlefield, but also the people's hearts. To be precise, the people of Baekje. When Baekje National was established The state has been state-owned for hundreds of years. The city walls of Sixi are strong, there are mountains of armored wars in the treasury, and the money and food can be used for three years. It has Goguryeo and Japanese as foreign aid. It can be said that it is not weak, but our army has defeated it at once, leading Chang'an. The ancestral temple was in ruins; but after the country was destroyed, when Gui Shi Fuxin, Hei Te Changzhi and the others fled into Rencun Mountain, there were only a dozen people around them, and within ten days there were thousands of them, with only wooden sticks and bamboo spears. The mountain gate was set up as a defense, but General Su sent troops to besiege but could not. A few months later, he surrounded us in Sixian City and gnawed rats. Why did the success or failure change, and the achievements were opposite? If benevolence and righteousness are not applied, the offensive and defensive momentum will be different! Today To seize Fuyu Fengzhang's spirit, to lose his mind, to rely on the power of the Japanese to kill heroes in vain, and to betray people's hearts, we should do the opposite, punish those who are disobedient, and comfort those who are submissive, that is the way to win!"
"Wang Shenjun, you said he is indeed on the right path!" Du Shuang gave Wang Wenzuo a deep look, as if he were seeing him for the first time: "Be careful, your future is limitless!"
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"That's Dinglin Temple!" Wang Pu looked at a dilapidated old temple not far away, holding a dry biscuit in his hand and gnawing on it, full of disappointment.
"Put away the cakes quickly!" Wang Peng looked at his youngest brother angrily: "Whoever makes you eat and talk at the same time has no education at all. You have brought shame on our Wang family!"
"You're so embarrassed?" Wang Pu was fourteen years younger than Wang Peng and only a little higher than Wang Peng's elbow. He put the dry biscuit he had taken two bites into his pocket: "But brother, aren't you like this on weekdays? Why do you say I have brought shame on the Wang family?"
"Where am I? You are at Dinglin Temple! Do you understand? Dinglin Temple, who could come here in the past? Big figures like the king, queen, Zuoping and Enze, do you understand?" Looking at Yao Di Wang Peng was so angry with this silly look. As one of the first village chiefs to defect to the Tang Dynasty - yes, his village now has forty or fifty households and a population of more than two hundred, which can be regarded as a medium-sized village. Now, he is qualified to send a son to study in Dinglin Temple. Since his son is still too young, he uses his younger brother instead.
Wang Peng, who had just heard the news, could hardly believe his ears. When would someone from the Wang family, who had been farming and digging in the soil for generations, go to a place like Dinglin Temple to study? He was almost jealous of his fourth brother who didn't know anything.
"But I only saw that dilapidated house?" Wang Pu wiped the corner of his mouth, which was covered with cake crumbs: "Brother, you are talking about a four or five person tall, shining golden Bodhisattva statue. It makes my neck hurt. I can't even see the high tower at the top or the great monks wearing silk and satin. Why didn't I see anything? Brother, you also talked about kings, queens, Pingzuo, etc., but where are they? Are you lying to me? ah!"
"Shut up, you idiot!" Wang Peng cursed angrily: "What I just said was the past, did you hear me clearly? Go over!"
"In the past? That means it's gone now, right?" Wang Pu shook his head in disappointment: "Brother, you said you didn't lie to me, but now there really is nothing. I want to go home! Oops!"
"Go home?" Wang Peng gave his younger brother a surprise: "Do you know how many people want to come but can't come? If it weren't for the virtues of my ancestors, I became the village chief. The generals of the Tang Dynasty showed great mercy and rebuilt Dinglin Temple and opened a school. , you want to come here for a bull-butt-poking mud-leg? Now there are no shining golden Bodhisattva statues, no tall pagodas, no great kings, and no Zuo Ping, but there will always be in the future. The question is, if there is one now, Is it your turn, bastard? If you dare to mention even half a word about going home, believe it or not, I won’t give you food!”
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