Zhang San wondered how the princess could talk about such a topic, and immediately organized the language and said: "Buddhism leads people to goodness, and the rules and precepts are mostly to make people avoid evil, and insisting on keeping the precepts is also to reduce the possibility of doing evil, I think people as long as they are dedicated to goodness and have a Buddha in their hearts, they don't have to deliberately abide by it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhang San is also very entangled in how to say this, it is definitely wrong not to eat meat, lack of amino acids, how do you explain it? Besides, there are many people in the ancients who don't eat meat, and there are no examples to prove it, so I can only deal with it vaguely.

Seeing Zhang San's vague words, the princess didn't mind and continued to ask: "I often think that Buddhism has clouds, flowers, worlds, leaves, and Bodhi, since everything in the world has life, then we eat meat and eat vegetarianism are killing, why don't Buddhists quit meat and vegetarianism?" ”

Listening to the princess's almost idiotic question, Zhang San remembered a joke on the Internet and replied: "The princess doesn't know, in the past, there was indeed a faction in the Buddhist family that abstained from meat and vegetarians, and they were called the Jingsheng faction, which emphasized the equality of all things, and all life should be respected, and later ......." ”

The princess was curious, "How about coming?" ”

Zhang San shook his head and sighed: "Later, they all starved to death, and this faction was not passed down." ”

The princess was stunned for a moment, and saw that Zhang San said seriously and did not react for a while, there was a poof, and then a violent cough behind the curtain, and the princess reacted and gave Zhang San a blank look. The corners of his mouth were slightly curled.

After Zhang San finished speaking, he felt that he had said something Meng Lang, and immediately organized his words and said: "In this world, all the people are engaged in various occupations, there are farmers farming, hunters hunting, fishermen fishing, and vegetable farmers growing vegetables. Therefore, if people in the world do not eat fish and meat, then it will be difficult for them to survive, and the habit of eating meat is also doing good. ”

The princess was even more speechless when she heard Zhang San's crooked reasoning, this is more unreliable than starving to death, but what she said seemed to be a little bit more reasonable. The princess then asked, "Does Childe have any plans to escape into the empty door?" ”

Zhang San was stunned by the princess's question, pointed to himself and asked, "Me?" Seeing the princess nodding, Zhang San immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Zhang San said: "I, the six roots are not pure, the most greedy, almost no meat and no joy, let me be a monk might as well kill me!" Zhang San said in a broken heart: "I still want to take a wife!" The ghost is a monk, and Lao Tzu has an enmity with the monk! There is also a grudge against the dung pit! ”

The princess said curiously: "Since you don't want to become a monk, why do you write ......?" The princess almost missed her mouth when she saw it, and when she saw Zhang San's attention, she rolled her eyes and said, "How can you write a novel like Journey to the West?" ”

Zhang San smiled and said, "That's just writing some myths and ghost stories, and I can't take it seriously." ”

The princess nodded and thought about it and asked: "When I was a child, I found two rabbits to raise in the dormitory because I was greedy for fun, but then both rabbits fell ill and died, and I often haunted this matter, I wonder if the Buddha will blame the Buddha for such evil things as sitting down?" ”

Zhang San had to think about how to comfort this inexplicable princess in his mind, he was not a monk, why did he always ask himself about Buddhism today, thinking about Zhang San and thinking about a small Buddhist story, so he said to the princess: "Your Royal Highness the princess, why don't I tell you a little story." ”

As soon as the princess heard that there was a story to hear, she immediately became happy, and looked at Zhang San with open eyes, Zhang San sighed that after all, she was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and immediately began to say: "Once upon a time, there was a pair of monks and apprentices, and the old monks on the road were talking to the young monks about how to abide by the rules and precepts, otherwise the Buddha would blame or something, the young monk wrote down with his heart, and the two came to a river to wade through, and at this time there was a young woman standing on the bank who wanted to cross the river, and the woman asked the monk to carry herself across the river, and the young monk shook his head and said that the family did not enter the woman's sex, If you carry the Buddha, you will blame, but the old monk did not say anything, and waded through the water with the woman on his back. After crossing the river, the young monk has been beside the old monk and said that the old monk should not carry a woman, so he is not abiding by the rules, breaking the vows, etc., and has been talking all the way, and the old monk has been smiling and silent. Until he arrived at the temple gate, the old monk turned around and said, "I have already put it down, why haven't you put it down." ”

The princess didn't understand what Zhang San was talking about at first, and she didn't know until the last sentence that Zhang San was going to put it down by herself, this story was very Zen, and the princess felt that she had figured out a lot of things after hearing it.

At this time, Cuizhu had already returned, holding the paper in his hand, and the two maids behind him were holding the pen and ink inkstone, Cuizhu spread out the paper in front of Zhang San, and started to help Zhang San grind the ink. Zhang San picked up the pen and remembered how he got such a local name, thought about it slightly, and put the name of the hermit on his feet when he sat down, and after the inscription was completed, Cuizhu presented the two poems to the princess respectively.

The princess looked at Zhang San's inscription and naturally knew the meaning of the hermit, and now the party in the court is the same, and there are many frustrated people, and the princess doesn't want to participate too much in state affairs. Seeing that there is already Zhang San's inscription, there is a different taste when reading Zhang San's words.

The princess put away the paper and said, "Yesterday one of my sisters came back to Beijing to see me, and brought me the inkstone made of Han tiles she had collected, as well as a picture of Changle Weiyang that she had drawn. It's just that there is no suitable poetry for a while. Today, I want to ask the third prince if he has a masterpiece. ”

The princess signaled again, Cuizhu retreated to get it, and the princess continued: "My sister has the best gold stone, and she went to Chang'an to collect Han inscriptions from all over Chang'an, and I happened to hear about the ruins of Han Weiyang Palace. When I went to hang, there was already a mound of rubble, and my sister made a picture of Changle Weiyang to reproduce the grand occasion of Changle Weiyang of the Han Dynasty. ”

The princess was chatting with Zhang San for a while, Cuizhu held the picture scroll, and after unfolding it, Zhang San saw a majestic and gorgeous image of the palace surrounded by the group, and thought for a while in his heart that there was indeed a song that was more appropriate, but I didn't know if the princess would like it.

Zhang San saw that the princess had been looking at him expectantly, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "Your Royal Highness the princess, the villain has a song, but it is just a ....... ”

The princess asked curiously, "Just what?" ”

Zhang San said: "I just don't know if it's appropriate. ”

The princess smiled and said, "Zhang Gongzi's poems must be masterpieces, you can just write them." ”

Zhang San secretly said, if you dare to die, I will dare to bury it, and with a stroke of the pen, he wrote the ancient transformation of the hillside Yangtong care for the ancient into a long and nostalgic past.

When Zhang San finished writing, the people suffered, died, and the people suffered. After that, he inscribed his new name, which was considered a smooth delivery.

When the princess saw Zhang San finish writing, she motioned to Cuizhu to bring the painting, only to see that it was written on the painting

The peaks and mountains are like gathering,

The waves are like fury,

Mountains and rivers surface Tongguan Road.

Wangxidu,

Hesitation.

Sad Qin and Han meridians,

The palace and all the rooms were made of soil.

Xing, the people suffer;

Death, the people suffer!

The princess looked at the painting and then at Zhang San and said, "The prince is so enthusiastic about the country and the people, but why should he be that hermit, it is better to be ......."

Zhang San listened and said: "Princess Xie is very loving, but the people are stupid and rude, and they are lazy and a little clever, and they have no effect on the country and the people." ”