There is a small temple called Yuntai Temple in the north of the imperial capital, visitors have always been scarce, the monks in the temple are extremely hard, a few days ago suddenly came from the south a white-clothed monk, save people's lives with Buddhism, just a few days, an obscure small temple, become the world's attention. The money collected for incense is enough to fill a room.

It was early in the morning and the sun had just risen. In the sandalwood meditation room, an old monk in his fifties sat cross-legged, the old monk is the presiding officer of the temple, the law name is clear, and he is looking bored at the moment.

Yesterday night, the white-clothed holy monk suddenly sent a message to him, saying that he had consumed too much recently, and that he needed to recuperate, and that he would treat the sick and save people every day, and that the number of people would be reduced to 30.

After receiving the money, his heart was suddenly cold, and there were no less than 50,000 people waiting for treatment outside, 30 people a day, and there was going to be a big mess.

I sat all night, and I didn't realize that it was dawn. Holding the psychology that stretching out the head is a knife and shrinking the head is also a knife, he got up and walked out of the meditation room, and saw a few jubilant disciples cleaning up, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Wait a minute, and you should cry.

Walking to the front yard, he bowed to the Daxiong Treasure Hall where the white-clothed holy monk was located from afar, and walked solemnly to the back of the gate, removed the door bolt, and slowly opened the wooden door.

Tens of thousands of field tents and garbage everywhere greeted you, looking like a huge refugee camp from afar.

"The abbot opened the door"

"Don't sleep, get up"

"Come out"

……

Tens of thousands of people came out of the tents, densely packed with human heads, like a sea of people.

Knowing the monk, he picked up the loudspeaker placed at the door and said: "Amitabha, the holy monk has worked hard for many days, his mana is excessively consumed, and he needs to rest, starting today, the number of people who are treated every day will be reduced to thirty." ”

As soon as these words came out, tens of thousands of people were in an uproar.

"Why is this so, I came from Yangcheng by train"

"Yes, it was fine yesterday, why is it suddenly not working, is there a mistake!"

"What a stinky shelf! Lao Tzu donated thousands. ”

"We donated so much money in vain"

……

Although he was mentally prepared, he still felt gloomy in his heart, his mouth was short, and he was soft on people.

"Shut up, shut up all......"

A middle-aged man with glasses, wearing a suit, and looking like an official, stood on a chair with a loudspeaker and shouted.

Those who were close were quiet, but those who were far away did not hear them, and continued to quarrel.

The middle-aged officer winked at a young policeman next to him, who took a pistol from his bosom and fired three shots into the air.

The gunfire was much louder than the sound of a horn, and in less than five breaths, the audience was completely silent.

The middle-aged official continued to say to the loudspeaker: "The holy monk saves people, it is to purify all sentient beings, how many terminally ill people have been saved by him for free, donating money is your own voluntariness, and it is not the holy monk who wants, take a step back, from the perspective of the businessman in your mind, give the money, the holy monk should cure you as soon as possible, then how much do you think your life is worth, and the money donated is enough?" ”

Not far away, a middle-aged man who looked like a local tyrant was also holding a horn.

"Whoever mentions that he has donated money again, go directly to me to get the money and get out, if the holy monk takes a fancy to your sons, he will not be here to save people."

If you say something, you can silence the person who just shouted that you have donated money.

The monk glanced at the two righteous people gratefully, if it weren't for these two people to speak, he really didn't know what to do.

"How do you divide the share of the thirty?"

Someone in the crowd asked loudly.

The quiet scene was chaotic again, and many people who donated little money and did not donate money were worried that they would not be able to take their turn, and they kept clamoring.

It looks like no one wants to take advantage of me if it's not my turn.

The monk looked at the chaotic scene with a headache, thirty people were selected out of tens of thousands of people, how to choose, most of them would be dissatisfied.

The middle-aged official who spoke up just now held a loudspeaker and said: "In my opinion, those who are seriously ill should give priority to making great contributions to the country." ”

Those who are seriously ill are given priority, everyone has no problems, they have made great contributions to the country, and it is an official who speaks, and everyone's fragile and sensitive hearts are suddenly stung.

In addition to scientists, the biggest contributors are public servants, and no matter how this official says this, it sounds like 'let the leader come first'.

"Except for scientists, no one else can make a big contribution"

"That's right, not except scientists"

"Except for scientists, everyone else is"

……

The crowd was unanimous.

The middle-aged official, who was preparing a basket of words, was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

Seeing this, the monk said, "Since everyone has made a decision, let's first select thirty scientists who are seriously ill and have contributed to the country." ”

The crowd was chaotic again.

Tens of thousands of people are under the guidance of the excellent ideology that everyone is for me and I am not for everyone.

In several regions, there have been fights.

It was useless to dissuade him, and he stood awkwardly.

From morning to noon, and from noon to evening, it was dark, and there was no dispute, and only five people were elected.

All five are seriously ill scientists who have contributed to the country.

After looking at the sky, he picked up the horn, pointed to the five old men on the stretcher, and said, "If you can't choose again, only these five people will be healed today." ”

It's not a big loss to waste the quota of twenty-five people.

The crowd fell into a greater uproar, and the number of fights increased more than tenfold.

Many people who had only come with their families and were not seriously ill were seriously injured in the fighting.

Suddenly, a dense burst of gunfire rang out over the crowd.

The middle-aged official who was afraid to speak by countless people before, with thousands of policemen and soldiers, surrounded the scene.

"You rabble, you know the quarrel, you know the fight, it's dark, and there is no result in the fight, and now I declare that on a relatively fair basis, the personnel will be distributed by me, and the one who is not convinced will be directly arrested and imprisoned, dare to resist, and be killed on the spot for the crime of terrorists."

If the gunpowder is full, the chaotic scene will be quiet.

The middle-aged official looked at the crowd of people who were all honest like elementary school students, and spat on the ground with disdain.

"Talk to you well, one by one, I dragged 2580,000, I don't know who I am, I played so ruthlessly, I was all wilted, I was really cheap."

A few of them yelled a few times in a fiery temper.

The middle-aged official looked at him with a cold look, and there was no sound.

The monk saw that the middle-aged official had solved the big problem by dividing it by two, and he sighed with emotion in his heart.

No matter what era it is, what works is the barrel of a gun in the end.

The middle-aged official, walking through the crowd to Ran, performed a Buddhist salute, turned around and took out a small notebook, read the names of twenty-five people, and explained their backgrounds, all of whom were from all walks of life, and most of them were seriously ill.

During this period, one person raised a question, and before he could finish speaking, he was escorted away by the military police.

After reading the name, the middle-aged official looked at the crowd domineeringly.

"Who has an opinion?"

"Who has an opinion?"

"Who's going to have an opinion?"

After three questions, the crowd was silent.

Under the guidance of the core idea that everyone is for me and not for everyone, everyone hopes that others will be the first bird and pick peaches in the back. If no one is the first bird, everyone will continue to pretend that they haven't woken up.

This was true at the end of the Song Dynasty, the end of the Ming Dynasty, the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the same is true today.