Chapter 567: You have to call me Uncle Ancestor
Zhou Heng smiled, it seems that Zhu Yunmo is not stupid, he has already found the clue, but he didn't understand the reason.
"In the Beishan Theater, you have seen the White Girl's drama, which is full of war and killing, which makes your blood boil, knowing that it is fake, it is also brought into that emotion, and now these people are the same, but they are just acting according to the script."
Zhu Yunmo's eyes widened, and he looked carefully at the people in front of the main hall, and then nodded continuously, with a conscious expression on his face.
"I see, no wonder I feel uncomfortable, the monk of the Wa Kingdom is still holding a note, it seems that he can't remember all the words, isn't this just acting?"
Zhou Heng nodded and didn't speak again, this kind of performance is still very successful, but I don't know which temple these Japanese monks belong to, if they host the temple and know that they use the reputation of the Japanese monks to help the monk Liwei of Daliang, it will be interesting.
At this time, the performance on stage seems to have come to an end.
Monk Jingyi stood up, bowed slightly to the monks of the Wa Kingdom, and then began a speech on the universality of sentient beings, which is nothing more than suffering in this life, in order to have good cause and effect in the next life, and to be human again, and to avoid the bitter fruits of the hell of Abi.
With the last sound of Amitabha, the people outside the entire hall, as well as those onlookers outside the temple, all knelt down and chanted Amitabha Buddha in their mouths.
This scene is very spectacular, the image of the monk is very good, after all, people are people in society, once the people around you do one thing, it is easy for you to be infected, now these people are like this, at this time it is really impossible to distinguish who is the performer and who is the audience.
Monk Jingyi, who was standing on his chest with one hand, looked around, the expression on his face was quite indifferent, but Zhou Heng could feel that he was laughing, and he was laughing in his heart.
At this time, one of the monks of the Japanese Kingdom came out and said in a broken Chinese dialect:
"Master Jingyi's Dafa Lingyi, is extremely today, not trying to be in the world, there are still people who are upright, who know the right and see like a teacher, continue the Buddha's wisdom life, so he is there. The text of the mage, cover without a word and no origin, in-depth show, the wonderful timing, the good medicine for the disease in the end of the law, can be described as a good understanding of the law, and the one who admires it wholeheartedly! ”
Zhou Hengyi raised his eyebrows, how does this judgment look like Master Xuyun, a monk in his twenties, but he went to Tianzhu by boat, in today's words, it is a returnee who is gilded, this is a master, and he continues the life of the Buddha, this evaluation is really embarrassing.
After speaking, the monks of the Japanese Kingdom got up one after another, bowed to the Jingyi monk at 90 degrees, which was considered a confession, and the few officials sitting below quickly got up with a smile on their faces.
Monk Jingyi won, they like to see it the most, after all, they can go to the palace to report the good news, it is also a beautiful difference, the official hurriedly called people, ready to send these monks away.
After a while, the carriage and horses were ready, these people got into the car, and the monk Jingyi did not come down, but got up and bowed slightly, not to mention that the posture was really a bit of a monk, the carriage and horses left, and the people who listened to the lecture of the monk Jingyi did not disperse, but someone poured in outside.
Zhou Heng felt bored, glanced at Zhu Sanfu, and wanted him to prepare for the carriage and leave, even if he wanted to find fault, it was not now, let him enjoy the joy of victory first, and then come to recognize this little apprentice.
At that moment, a voice rang out at an inopportune time.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect Lord Zhou to care so much about the poor monk's puja, and he actually came to watch it in person, which made the poor monk a little surprised."
Zhou Heng paused when he heard this, it seemed that this Jingyi monk had already seen them, since this was the case, there was no need to hide it, from his arrogant tone, it was all proud, let alone save any face.
Thinking of this, Zhou Heng turned around, and Zhu Yunmo also turned to look at Monk Jingyi.
"There's nothing to be surprised about, I originally thought that Master Jingyi's Fa would be very exciting, but after reading it, I really have some regrets, naturally there is nothing to be nostalgic about."
Monk Jingyi walked down the steps, and the people who were sitting on the futon just now on his side all stood up and gathered over one by one, after all, Monk Jingyi had just had such an unusually wonderful performance with the monk of the Wa Kingdom, and they all seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they couldn't wait to rush up to clean up Zhou Heng.
Naturally, there are officials from the imperial court, and a few people have already come over, and they can't wait to come up and tie people up to go to Shuntianfu, but when they saw Zhu Yunmo's expression, their footsteps stopped at the same time.
King Ning Shizi is really a popular person around the emperor, and he doesn't dare to move easily, and Monk Jingyi squints his eyes slightly, taking in all this.
"It's a pity, is it because Zhou Shizhu is depressed after being demoted, so he came to Baohua Temple to relax?"
Zhou Heng shook his head, "I just want to take a look, can the monks who came back from Tianzhu learn the scriptures to be enlightened, and I still feel sorry after reading it, I beg you not to introduce it in the name of the great-disciple grandson of Master Xuyun in the future."
Don't follow the example of Zeng Shizu at every turn, you must know that Master Xuyun went to Tianzhu by land on foot.
Starting from the capital, it passes through Chang'an, Qinzhou, Lanzhou, Liangzhou, Guazhou, Yumenguan, Yiwu, Gaochang, Ajini, Quzhi, Balujia, Lingshan, Daqingchi, Suyecheng, Zhaowu Nine Surnamed Seven Kingdoms, Tiemen, Daxueshan, and Peshawar City to Tianzhu.
It took ten years to return to Daliang at the age of thirty, and the true scriptures you brought back today have been brought back by Master Xuyun more than sixty years ago, and they are now enshrined in the Fahua Temple in Datong. ”
Monk Jingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Zhou Heng with a different gaze than before.
"The poor monk was just inspired by his great-master and wanted to follow his great-master to promote Buddhism, so that the people in my suffering could get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible and be compassionate, is there anything wrong with this?"
Monk Jingyi's words moved the people around him, what a big mind this is, to transform sentient beings, to let the poor people out of the sea of suffering, such a spirit is really a bit of a master's bearing.
Zhou Heng didn't care at all, and laughed slightly.
"What does Venerable Jingyi mean that as long as the people believe in Buddhism and recite the scriptures again every morning and evening, they can fill the stomachs of those who are not well fed and clothed? Can you get out of the sea of suffering?
Besides, Master Jingyi thinks that my Great Liang is under the rule of His Majesty, and the people are living in misery, and they need you to save the people? ”
As soon as this last sentence came out, others had not yet reacted, and just now those officials shrank their necks one by one, and they all subconsciously retreated, this crime is really ruthless enough.
However, the words of the monk Jingyi just now, if analyzed separately, do have this meaning, and if the palace is punished by this argument, it is not an exaggeration.
This is doubting the emperor's ability to rule, it is simply the meaning of covering the coffin of the emperor of the current dynasty, and it is okay to be a licking dog and praise it, so judging the monk Jingyi is really not qualified.
Sure enough, Monk Jingyi was a little anxious, he coughed, and looked at Zhou Heng with a rare cautious look on his face.
"Lord Zhou is adding the crime of innocence to the poor monk, in fact, the poor monk understands very well, at that time, you explained your life in the main hall, and the poor monk was ready to be framed and slandered by you, which is also for my Liang Dasheng Shi to consider.
Zhou Shizhu can spurn the poor monks, can disagree with the content of the poor monks' lectures, but don't point the finger at all the monks in Baohua Temple and even Daliang because of his disagreement with the poor monks. ”
Zhou Heng smiled and tilted his head to look at Monk Jingyi.
"It's funny, when did I say about other monks? As I said before, as a monk, what kind of practice you are willing to choose is your personal pursuit, and it is also your chance, but don't borrow other people's sages, especially Master Xuyun. ”
Monk Jingyi lowered his eyes slightly, but when he heard this, he relaxed, and hurriedly folded his hands and recited the holy name in his mouth.
"Amitabha, Zeng Shizu is a poor monk who is willing to chase after others with his life, why did Zhou Shizhu mention this five times and three times, is it wrong for poor monks to carry forward the spirit of Buddhism of Zeng Shizu?"
Zhou Heng nodded seriously, took off the string of Buddhist beads around his neck, and held his hands in his palms.
"It's really inappropriate for you to distort Master Xuyun's original intention, mix your own selfish desires into it, and completely forget the true meaning of the spread of Buddhism.