Chapter 131: The Emperor's Mentality, Jiang Shan's Preaching, and the Debate Between Confucianism and Buddhism

Chongwen Palace.

A gentleman in Confucian robes bowed slightly in front of Lu Yunqing, who was wearing a green python robe: "Your Highness, everything has been arranged. At first, the officials of the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice were unwilling to accept the case, but fortunately, with your reputation, they soon agreed."

Lu Yunqing said lightly: "They are worried that the emperor will punish them. But now my father is seriously ill and has not been involved in state affairs for half a year, so they are naturally afraid of me."

"We must find evidence before the retrial, otherwise someone will definitely secretly block it, and we must be 100% sure of this."

The gentleman in Confucian robes nodded: "If there is no accident, the King of Huai'an should be acquitted and regain his freedom. Back to the story Come on, His Highness wants to use the forces under the command of the King of Huai'an to deal with the King of Jin together. "

Lu Yunqing did not deny it, and said slowly: "No matter what, behind the sixth brother are the Marquis of Guanjun and the great scholar Qi. One is disheartened and the other does not want to participate in the dispute. But how can it be so simple? Being in the capital, in the vortex, the sixth brother will definitely support me. "

"The appearance of the ninth prince in the King of Jin's mansion shows that the second brother has also made a lot of plans and has taken the second step. It is not advisable to act rashly. If there is more help from the sixth brother, plus the seventh brother, this king will win this battle!"

The three princes' forces will surely be able to destroy Lu Guangjing and Lu Yunhuang with an overwhelming trend.

The eldest brother, the fourth brother, and Lu Mingkong will not die in vain, and they all have their own value.

This set of methods of vertical and horizontal alliances is the principle taught by the teacher.

It is also part of the emperor's mind.

The teacher said that his previous way was the way of governing the world, and now it is the right answer to turn to the way of the emperor.

In the past six months, he has been studying very diligently, rising early and sleeping late.

Now the emperor's mind has already shown signs of great success.

What is the way of the emperor?

The way of the emperor is the way to control people, the way to check and balance, and the way to rule the world.

No matter whether it is mediocre or good, it is good talent to use it for my own benefit.

There was once a master in the Confucian Temple who studied this art with all his heart, and switched to the way of kingship and hegemony in the middle of the process. He jumped from the eleventh realm to the thirteenth realm, achieved the position of a saint, and left many works on the emperor's mind.

As if thinking of the search in the first half of the month, Lu Yunqing narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said: "Lu Guangjing is insidious and cunning, and he must be severely punished. Through the soul-searching technique, the shadow of the Prince of Jin's Mansion was seen in the souls of many dead men. The black-clothed force that night was definitely the second brother, no mistake."

"He cut off his wrists again and again to protect himself, and the clues were cut off when searching upwards. He could not find his head, and could not hammer the Prince of Jin's Mansion. He must find a way to make him surrender."

It is easy to place the crime, but the key is to make the Prince of Jin confess his crime and be despised by the world.

Except for a few people, not many people know the true face of the Prince Jin's Mansion.

"Recently, the white-robed monk from the Silver Frost Country is going to open a law field in the capital to preach and spread Buddhism. Your Highness, do you want to go and see it, and win him over by the way?"

The subordinate suggested so.

"You can give it a try." Lu Yunqing nodded in agreement.

Just as he was about to go out.

A gentle voice came to his ears.

"Your Highness, the weather is getting colder, put on some clothes before going out."

A beautiful woman in a goose yellow palace skirt slowly stepped forward and put a big coat on Lu Yunqing.

This woman is Lu Yunqing's first wife, the principal wife of the Prince Chongwen, Ning Feiyu.

At the same time, she is the daughter of a military sage. This sage is a sword-making master. In the first half of his life, he killed a lot of people, comparable to the star of fate. People around him would not live long and would die. In the second half of his life, he forged swords all his life to pay for his killing. This Buddha has always been notorious. His daughter is gentle as water, but she still can't get married. She is feared by many scholars in the Confucian Temple. They are not afraid of her, but of her father behind her.

If he hadn't gone to the Confucian Temple and met this girl by chance, the two would have fallen in love and couldn't extricate themselves.

After returning, they got married.

Princess Ning looked at her husband with affection as she left the palace.

"Princess, are you going out to buy vegetables tonight?"

"Do you want to take more people out?"

Princess Ning shook her head: "No, why are you so ostentatious."

Dayan Capital.

Qingzhaifang is one of the hundred squares in the inner city. It sells Buddhist beads and instruments, and the bracelets and wooden fish enchanted by chanting Buddha are also in short supply. There are many monks living nearby, and it is a quiet place.

There is a large square in front of us.

Before the time came, there were already crowds of people.

Most of them were gentry in luxurious clothes, who came to listen to the great monk Dashuang talk about the practice.

Most of those in linen clothes were true Buddhist believers. They understood the realm of the holy monk, and came immediately after hearing that he was going to talk about Buddhism.

If you can understand one or two methods from the master's lecture, you can not say that you can achieve immortality, but it is easy to be rich and noble in the world, and it is not impossible to break through the realm and achieve enlightenment.

This is the opportunity!

"This is the sign near the lecture platform, all of them are in the third row, which cost me a lot of face!"

"It is obviously free lectures, but these inns charge extra fees upstairs, and they are vying to follow suit. I am really impressed."

"There is no way, all the fronts are fully booked, mostly monks, only the middle ones are the best, but it's a pity that they are a bit expensive."

The crowd was noisy and there were constant discussions.

A young monk with a handsome face and thick eyebrows and big eyes passed by here.

The monk's exposed right arm was full of muscles, his blood was as bright as the sun, he was wearing a red cassock, his hands were clasped together, and he had a string of large Buddhist beads around his neck.

"The holy monk is giving a lecture, and there are still people selling tickets. Are there scalpers?"

The thick-browed monk was surprised.

He saw someone holding a small, exquisitely carved wooden sign with the words "xx row, xxx number" engraved on it. When he scanned it with his Qi perception, he could also find a gold-painted "genuine" anti-counterfeiting label in the subtle place.

The thick-browed monk squeezed into the crowd with his strong body. He didn't care what ticket or seat you wanted, he just stood in the crowd.

There were bound to be some bumps and bumps along the way. The dissatisfied monk widened his eyes and was about to curse:

"You monk!"

Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by the tall monk. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his unicorn arms were full of oppression. His blood was like the sun and the dragon. His voice suddenly changed, and he stammered:

"It looks like he has done great deeds and is very strong. I wonder what the master's name is?"

"My name is Fahai. I'm sorry for disturbing you."

The thick-browed monk's voice was as deafening as thunder. When the people around heard it, their eardrums were about to be shattered. They subconsciously looked at the monk who called himself Fahai, and fear flashed in their eyes.

He is a master of both Buddhism and martial arts, and is definitely the best among Buddhist practitioners.

He must not be offended.

This monk Fahai is naturally the incarnation of Lu Mingyuan.

Witnessing the fierce battle between the two sides, he wanted to check the movements of the Jin Palace to see if there was any intention to resist, and to relax and find a way to pardon himself without reexamination. As a result, he passed by this place and accidentally learned that someone was preaching here.

He disguised himself as the monk Fahai and walked through the crowd. He came to a relatively forward position and saw the great frost saint monk that Yun Qinghe had told him that day. Yinshuang was called the White-robed True Buddha.

The offering of the Buddha's relics was the work of the other party.

"Let's go quickly. Today, not only will there be a holy monk preaching, but there will also be a great scholar debating with him!"

"Which great scholar?"

"It's Master Xun from Bailu Academy."

"Master Xun feels very unfamiliar."

"You don't even know him. He once wrote a great work "On Human Evil". Recently, he shouted in Bailu Academy that a teacher is one who teaches and imparts knowledge! He is very famous!"

The scholar in the gray Confucian robe said proudly: "The sound spread throughout the Bailu Academy, which was deafening. I still remember it when I think about it. Human nature is evil, so we need the teacher's teachings."

Just as he was about to continue blowing water, he suddenly heard a burst of Zen sound.

At the same time, golden lotuses fell from the sky, covering the entire square.

The golden lotuses fell on his body, broke into dots of spiritual light, and merged into his body.

The sick recovered, the old were healthy, and the young and children were born with wisdom.

Wow!

The golden lotuses fell from the sky, causing a burst of exclamations, and then they sensed the magical effect of the golden lotuses and wanted to chase them.

The square was already crowded with people. If a riot broke out, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Om!"

A Buddhist mantra was heard, and the originally agitated crowd immediately quieted down.

On the preaching platform, a figure suddenly appeared, wearing a white monk robe and sitting cross-legged, as if he had always been there.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Lu Mingyuan shook his head: "Buddhism has never changed. Just preach the sutras, show off first, and then show off your power!"

He waved his hand and took a golden lotus, and found that it contained three kinds of auras, pure Buddhist teachings, human merits, and gentle spiritual energy.

Each of them is of great benefit to ordinary people. As long as there is no accident, those who come to listen to the sutras today can die without illness and disaster.

Regardless of the way the white-robed monk Jiang Shan appeared, whether it was showing off or showing off his power, at least thousands of people benefited from it. Jiang Shan may not be liked by many people, but to be able to condense the golden wheel of merit, he needs to really do good deeds and accumulate virtues.

"I am a poor monk, Jiang Shan, who came from Yinshuang and passed through many states and counties."

This was not the first time that Jiang Shan preached. His opening remarks were very skillful and he was obviously well-trained. Suddenly, he noticed that the monk Fahai in the third row had a different aura.

After a faint smile, he immediately adjusted his thoughts and spoke softly.

"I preach for three days, one sutra a day. Today, I will preach the fundamental sutras of my Buddha."

"Past evil deeds are all caused by greed, anger and ignorance."

"Eliminate all the poisonous hearts and cultivate the highest wisdom."

"Everything is born with karma!"

The sound of Jiang Shan's preaching spread out of the square and drifted for several miles with the wind, as if whispering in the ears of passers-by.

Under the blessing of Buddhism, the whispering made people feel comfortable all over, and they couldn't help but gather in the square. But in a moment, the square was crowded with people. Many people listened to the sutras in inns and restaurants, and even on the roofs.

Jiang Shan talked about the wonderful things, and his hands pinched the preaching seal, and suddenly the sky was full of flowers and golden lotuses emerged from the ground.

Seeing this, the Buddhist believers in the field sat cross-legged on the ground and recited Buddhist scriptures.

Many non-Buddhist listeners, seeing this strange scene, immediately developed some respect for the Buddha.

Only the Taoist monks who were listening to the sutra in the field could not help but curl their lips, thinking it was just a mysterious illusion.

Among them, there were a few unruly Taoists who shouted "Wulian Tianzun" and "Sanqing Zushi" and made strange noises.

Jiang Shan turned a blind eye to this, as he had become accustomed to it. He had traveled a million miles eastward and had seen devout believers, as well as enemies of Buddha who hated Buddha and even destroyed Buddha.

When meeting such people, just treat them as if they did not exist and ignore them.

"Devote oneself to Buddha, cultivate good fruits, get good rewards, enter the cycle of reincarnation, and complete the practice and realization in this way, and finally enter the Buddha's land!"

A sutra was recited for nearly two hours, and the people who stood and listened to the sutra did not feel tired at all, but instead felt a sense of fullness, like drinking ice water in summer, warm sunshine in winter, and a wife and children on a warm bed.

Jiang Shan's voice gradually faded, and the audience woke up from the sound of the sermon, and they felt reluctant to leave.

Some strange people in the crowd knew that the show had just begun.

Sure enough.

As soon as Jiang Shan finished speaking, a thin old man with white temples appeared on the stage.

Many scholars have already recognized him. He is the old Master Xun who has just entered the Bailu Academy to teach. He has only taught a few classes in the academy, but he is deeply loved by students and has become quite famous.

Master Xun said with a pleasant face: "Master, I have learned a lot from listening to your lectures. Can you help me solve some of my doubts?"

Jiang Shan chuckled and said: "Old Master, please speak."

"I am a Confucian scholar. I often hear Dengwen Drum Court judging cases. There are several cases related to Buddhism. Please judge them by the holy monk."

The language is respectful, but there is a bit of aggression between the words.

Lu Mingyuan feels that this Master Xun seems to want to use Jiang Shan's name to expand his influence.

Jiang Shan continued in a gentle tone, "I wonder if you have any doubts when listening to the sutras?"

Master Xun smiled faintly: "I am confused. Monks do not work. They usually meditate and chant sutras. They say they are doing good to the public, but they are supported by believers, just like the borers of the country."

The master, with a smile on his face and words like a knife, asked: "Master, what do you think it means?"

"Master, what you said is not unreasonable, but."

Jiang Shan said: "The common people work in agriculture, which is to cultivate the land and get rice, millet and wheat. My Buddha cultivates the human heart, eliminates karma, and guides people to be good. The two are just different in division of labor, but there is no difference in reality."

"Zen master said that cultivating the human heart is not for eliminating karma? It is not for self-cultivation. The greatest benefit, merit, is not for oneself!"

Master Xun smiled and said: "Since it is for self-cultivation, don't promote what it means to save others. It is too hypocritical. It is just to save yourself!"

Wow!

There was a noise from the square.

The fundamental concept of Buddhism is to save people, but after the old man's explanation, it became selfish and self-serving to save oneself.

The true meaning of Buddhist cultivation - doing good deeds and giving virtues, has become evil!

Buddhist cultivation is evil!

Some of the Buddhist believers suddenly turned pale, and some were so emotional that they even rushed to the stage to pull the old man down and beat him up, so that he would understand what physical salvation means.

A flash of spiritual light, or the Taoist body-fixing technique, or the Confucian mantra technique, stabilized the crowd.

At this time, the lecture has become a debate, with one side being the Confucian temple Confucian scholar and the other side being the Buddhist monk.

What they represent is the foundation of the principles behind their survival for thousands of years.

Ordinary people only hear the sharp words of Master Xun, but the monks with high Taoist practice see the confrontation between Confucianism and Buddhism.

Jiang Shan pondered for a moment and knew that he had met a master today.

His origin is extraordinary.

He thought carefully about who he had offended recently.

I think it was only by using the Buddha's relics that the water in the capital was disturbed, causing the various princes to fight among themselves.

Could it be that this Master Xun was the teacher behind a prince?

He was angry because he couldn't get the relics?

He changed the topic and said, "Master, you are very generous. Can you tell me your name and identity?"

"I am Xun Gongjin, and I was the principal of Penglai Academy in Southern Zhou."

Xun Gongjin's name spread to the crowd, and there was no need for the monks to stop the chaos. The scene suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Shan continued to ask: "Has Mr. Xun ever served in the court?"

Master Xun replied: "I have been an official for decades, and have served as the Minister of the Six Ministries and the Prime Minister of the Cabinet."

"I have listened to the sages in the Confucian Temple preaching. Scholars should have great aspirations to govern the country and the family and bring peace to the world."

Jiang Shan said slowly: "Scholars do not work, but also practice in the process of governing the country and the family. I wonder if they are selfish?"

Master Xun pondered for a moment, and bowed his hands and said: "I admire you! Master, you have a good mouth!"

I think this monk is quite interesting.

Ordinary people would doubt their own path after a few words from him.

This person has a stable Zen mind and is a good seedling.

"Amitabha!"

Jiang Shan chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Buddha saves people is practice, saves oneself is also practice, Master Xun is obsessed with appearance."

Seeing that the other party responded well and broke his mind, Master Xun felt that he had underestimated him.

So he continued to ask:

"A few days ago, the Mingdeng Division searched the Wenshu Temple in the western suburbs and found several bandits working as monks in the temple."

Master Xun said: "The oldest one is already over ninety years old. He committed evil fifty years ago, and killing a family of butchers was just a piece of cake. The one with the biggest crime is a rebel leader who occupied the mountain and became a king thirty years ago, causing trouble for the people."

"The latest one has been in the temple for only three years. He is a flower thief who specializes in sneaking into the boudoirs of young girls. One day, he suddenly realized and became a Buddhist monk!"

"When the Jinyi of the Mingdeng Division arrested him, the abbot actually threatened to die, saying that since he had put down his butcher knife and escaped into the Buddhist door, the laws of the mortal world should not punish him!"

"According to the laws of Dayan, harboring a bandit is equivalent to committing a crime, and harboring a rebel is a crime of confiscating property and exterminating the clan."

"Master, do you think the abbot should be killed?"

Jiang Shan frowned. Master Xun was not asking whether the monks should be killed, but the abbot of Wenshu Temple.

Buddhism is indeed a place where some filth and dirt are hidden, but what good things have Taoism and Confucianism ever had? They also have bad habits.

Evil Taoists, crooked sorcerers, and corrupt scholars are still common.

Jiang Shan has never supported this. He just said that he should be beheaded, which can also show the purity of Buddhism.

Saying that he should not be beheaded directly violates the laws of Dayan. Why is it not illegal for monks to harbor criminals? It is easy to cause disgust among the people of Dayan, which will be harmful to the spread of Buddhism in the future.

Saying that he should be beheaded not only makes Jiang Shan cold-hearted, but also chills the hearts of fellow monks.

More importantly, after his certification, Dayan will definitely make this an ironclad case. In the future, if the temple finds a big thief, it will definitely be punished according to this case.

It would be fine if they were hiding someone, but there are many Buddhist monks whose origins are unknown. Who knows if they are criminals?

If the court is even more evil and deliberately lets a few criminals become monks, and then investigates them, will Buddhism still be able to spread its teachings?

Master Xun's voice reached the ears of the people listening to the sutra in the square, causing a buzz of discussion. Compared with believing in Buddhism, the law is fair and rigorous, and is more concerned by the general public.

Monk Fahai clapped his hands and laughed: "Interesting!"

I didn't expect that I would meet a great man who was fighting against the law in the air when I passed by the street today.

Hearing this, Jiang Shan showed a calm look on his face: "Although the host is doing good deeds, he also condones evil. Good deeds cannot offset the karma, and he should be beheaded according to the law!"

"Thank you, Zen Master!"

Master Xun smiled slightly on his stiff face. Although he had won, he bowed and saluted.

Then he left slowly.

His steps were very light, and he was not affected by the debate at all.

Jiang Shan's words made the Great Yan law more reliable, which would certainly greatly reduce the number of criminals hidden in temples. It was a great merit, and it also won the favor of the people of Great Yan. There were benefits.

"Sir, there is no need to be polite. I have also thought about similar problems, but I have always indulged them."

Jiang Shan said: "Fortunately, sir, you only wanted to punish evil, and you woke me up. I almost got into trouble."

On both sides of Confucianism and Buddhism, one won and one lost, one win and one loss, which can be called a draw.

A few short sentences seemed more bland than the flowery sermons. However, in the ears of the monks, it was no different from the discussion of the road, which was ten times and a hundred times more mysterious than the sermons.

In terms of far-reaching influence, good-sounding scriptures are not as good as a few sentences of debate.

"Today's sermon is over, you can come again tomorrow."

After listening, Lu Mingyuan was about to leave with many ordinary monks.

Suddenly, a voice came from near the bottom of the stage.

"Master, please stay."

Lu Mingyuan was stopped and looked back at the person who called him.

It was the True Buddha in White, Jiang Shan.