"A person is born, but dozens of years, self-cultivation, but only eighty, money can not be taken away before death, but its name can be passed on, I teach the Buddha a few people, all the brothers, lay people have their own reason, each has its own explanation, the poor monk does not get much, but also knows that to let the Middle Earth also enter the reincarnation, it will be known to the world, it is right, we can die, but if the name of the Buddha spreads, this is its position!"

In a tavern in the city, there was a crowd of people, all listening to an old monk**.

That monk was Zhu Fawei.

He sat upright, and when everyone heard this, he couldn't help nodding.

This is already the second day of his Daixian **, most of the people who come and go are people from Daijun families, these people have no worries about food and clothing, and have experienced the threat of war, as soon as they heard that there is a Buddhist family to tell, they immediately gathered and competed to understand.

After today's preaching, the old monk said: "The poor monk said yesterday that he wanted to give a lecture here, and now there is a proposal from the layman and the support of the son of the Gu family, so he will build a temple outside the city to spread the principles of my Buddha and open up the wisdom of all sentient beings." ”

When everyone heard this, they applauded, and several scholars and sons said that they wanted to help each other, and they could provide land and population, and they also knew it, but whenever they started a Buddhist temple, money and wealth were indispensable to help, and they all covered a wide area, and there were servants and tenant farmers accompanying them, and they had no intention of being in a small grange.

In the corner of the tavern, there were a few people sitting, one of them was full of beard, and his body was not low, he looked like a brave man, but his skin looked fair, and he was different from the ordinary Northland man.

Next to this man, there was a middle-aged literati who was also full of beards, and his appearance was strange and inconsistent.

It's just that everyone said that their attention was focused on the ** old monk, so that no one noticed the person in this corner.

At the same time, beside the two of them, there were still a few people sitting quietly, faintly surrounding the two in the middle, excluding the others and isolating them from the others, so what they whispered could not be heard clearly.

At this time, the first person whispered: "But where the temples, most of them are by the mountains and rivers, and there are more monks to support, in the hinterland of the Central Plains, there are still some temples gathered into villages, guarded by warrior monks, and produced by farmers, for monks to learn the Dharma and chant scriptures, and there is nothing in the temple, it is like a peaceful township, and there are twists and turns outside the temple, then you can immediately form a group of soldiers and horses, and go out to discuss." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Since the prince knows the tricks of these people so well, why do you still let the Buddhist temple rise?" I have heard that even the people of the Taoist Sect have the intention to open a Taoist temple here, these people only focus on their own interests, and it will be a disaster sooner or later if they stay, if there is a change, they will not only be difficult to help, I am afraid that there will be obstacles. ”

It turned out that one of these two people was Chen Zhi, and the other was Bao Jingyan.

Both of them are dressed in disguise, and they listen to the monks talk about the Buddha, but the Dharma that others are shaking is difficult to touch their hearts when they hear it, and they are more concerned about the establishment of the temple.

Chen Zhi listened to Bao Jingyan's words, and said with a smile: "This group of people has their plans, but they also have their power, if I don't use this force, it is to retreat to others, the north is powerful, in addition to my generation of counties, there is Wang Jun in the east, there are Xiongnu in the west, the Xianbei tribes in the north, there is also a Shile in the south, and the king of Jiangdu, the monks and Taoists may not be credible, but their power is real, rather than pushing it out and letting others use it, it is better to stay and let me supervise nearby." ”

"Nearby overseer?" Bao Jingyan read a little taste.

Chen Zhi nodded and said: "Yes, with my current power, I can't eradicate the influence of Buddhism on people's hearts, instead of expelling it, out of sight is pure, it is better to pull it in front of me, understand it nearby, and influence it in the past, so that the changes on both sides of this Buddha path become controllable, at least not blind, otherwise, maybe I will be bored with my head farming, and another day someone will suddenly smash open the gate of Daijun, and with boundless people's power, forcibly reverse the faith of this place." ”

"Where can there be such an exaggeration?" Bao Jingyan just felt alarmist, but he understood the meaning of the words, "Fujun's worries are normal and reasonable, but Bao will not agree with the remarks of these monks and Taoists, of course, I read their treatises." ”

Listening to the words of the person in front of him, Chen Zhi laughed silently, and there was also admiration in his heart.

After talking with the Taoist, in the past two days, Chen Zhi walked in a slight manner, saw a lot of scenes, found a lot of talents, and sent people to contact him, but the one who left the deepest impression on him was actually this Mr. Bao Jingyan.

Because on this gentleman's head, he can hardly see the pillar of qi that represents luck.

Of course, this does not mean that Bao Jingyan has no future.

In fact, in the original history, although his writings have not been handed down much, his reputation has been passed on to future generations, and some of the ideas he advocated have been retained.

Such a figure who can leave a name in history, even if he did not have great luck during his lifetime, at least he will show something, which is the result of Chen Zhi's research and observation in the past two days.

Then why, even Chen Wu has a lot of luck on his head, but Bao Jingyan does not?

"If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not." Looking at the person in front of him, Chen Zhi sighed in his heart, "In such a world, there are characters like Bao Jingyan, which is really surprising and even more admirable." ”

Thinking so, his expression gradually became solemn, and his eyes turned to the old monk who was **, and his heart moved, and the gold liquid of fame rushed out, condensing his eyes.

The next moment, I saw a golden aura flying out of the heads of everyone present, gathering on the head of the old monk, condensing into a golden cloud, floating to make up for the rest.

Vaguely, Chen Zhi even saw a number of figures on the top of the clouds, and heard bursts of low groans, as if there were many Buddha masters sitting on it, shouting the Buddha's name.

"Things are man-made, the momentum is gathered for people, and the unity can become a city, whether it is a country or a sect, it must have a mass foundation, from the masses, to the masses, this back and forth, complementing each other, in order to build luck, stabilize the heel, so this golden luck, in fact, represents, not a sectarian doctrine, but the foundation of the world, but the hearts of the people!"

Looking at the golden cloud on the head of the old monk, Chen Zhi knew that it was not realistic to completely expel the Buddhists, so it was better to stay, study and learn its methods, and wait for the opportunity to transform it, which was a feasible plan.

For these sect members, a person's life and death, honor and disgrace are actually irrelevant, what they want is that Buddhism itself is endless, rooted in Middle Earth, so that their thoughts can be passed on, so as to be eternal! ** will decay, merit will dissipate, but no matter how distorted the mind is, it can still live, just like a kind of eternal life after cultivation, when a person's mind matures, takes shape, and then enters the world, it is equivalent to copying his will into countless parts, covering the minds of others, so that what others do is practicing the words and deeds of this person, isn't this the person of eternal life? ”