Fang Chongyong, the "history of juvenile bicycle assassination", is like the sky in the mountains, it changes when it is said, and people can't guess what they are thinking.

If nothing else, let's talk about the Buddhist qualification examination this time.

At first, everyone thought it was a formality, but later it turned out that this was not the case, Fang Chongyong wanted to be serious, and he memorized the scriptures madly.

At first, everyone thought that they were going to help the Tantric Buddhist Temple deal with the Xianzong Buddhist Temple, but later found out that this was not the case, and Fang Chongyong cleaned up the two Buddhist temples together.

It can be called "equal treatment"!

According to the "test results", more than 90% of the monks in Zhangye's Buddhist temple were killed. Fang Chongyong ingeniously proposed a policy of "make-up examination for posts", which was posted at the entrance of every Buddhist temple in the city.

After hearing the sound of the piano and knowing the meaning of elegance, after that, whether it was the abbot of the Sutra or Tantra, he did not hesitate to put down his body and come to the Ganzhou Mansion to "intercede".

Returning more than 90% of the monks to the laity is obviously impossible to be the plan of the Ganzhou Mansion, so these abbots want to know what Fang Chongyong wants to do.

The day after the end of the Buddhist qualification examination, the abbots of all the Buddhist temples in Zhangye City gathered in the hall of the Ganzhou Mansion, and although they could still hold back their calm expressions on their faces, some subtle body movements still exposed their inner tension.

"Masters, you are like this, it really makes it difficult for me to do it."

Fang Chongyong sat on the main seat in the lobby, sighing, as if he was very embarrassed.

The abbot of Facheng, who was closest to him, asked suspiciously, "Is there anything that is difficult for the envoy?" ”

"Eat the king's luck, bear the king's worries. Although he is young, he is also an official of the imperial court.

The matter of the assessment of monks is a state system, not a matter of decision, so how can the national legal system be abolished?

Although I am willing to open the back door for all the masters and open the net, there is no way to make an exception! ”

Fang Chongyong sighed, as if if he continued to chat, he would die of his father and mother.

Many times, the coin bureaucrats in officialdom talk together, and listen to each other's words often in reverse.

Fang Chongyong said "the rule of eating the king", which is actually "just because of my own private affairs".

Fang Chongyong said "Imperial Court Officials", that is, let these abbots not treat him as a court official!

Fang Chongyong said "national system", that is, everyone should respect the rules set by himself!

Fang Chongyong said that "there is no way", that is, only by finding a "way" from him can we tide over the difficulties.

These abbots are also well-informed people, but they didn't expect that a ten-year-old child could be as cunning as an old fritter in officialdom!

The ingenious "doing things according to the law" has almost no flaws! Speak without leaking!

"Alas, this Buddhist temple assessment has made Zhangye City smoky. The people were all watching, and their hearts were hesitant, thinking that the monks couldn't even memorize the Buddhist scriptures, so why did they benefit all sentient beings? ”

Fang Chongyong continued to pinch and said, it was simply that he didn't see a rabbit and didn't scatter an eagle. If these abbots don't come up with real money, he won't let go.

"Please envoy to the party must hold your noble hand high, everything is easy to discuss, easy to discuss. If there is any dispatch from the government office, you can bring it up and discuss it. ”

Abbot Facheng pulled down his face and pleaded.

On the surface, Fang Chongyong has an absolute advantage in this game, but in fact, the operation of many rules is complex and balanced.

Thorn history can't cover the sky with one hand!

Li Longji, the son of heaven of the Tang Dynasty, in addition to being obsessed with Taoism, is also quite fond of Buddhist Tantra, and there is a problem of love for the house and Wu, which is also the most important reason why Xilai Temple was selected to suppress other Buddhist temples in Ganzhou.

Of course, in the twentieth year of Kaiyuan, a major event happened!

Originally, Manichaeism from the Western Regions spread very rapidly in the Tang Dynasty, especially among the Hu tribes and settlements in the Western Regions and the Hexi Corridor, occupying the mainstream.

At that time, the attitude of the Tang government towards Manichaeism was also relatively ambiguous.

On the one hand, he did not prevent Manichaeans from preaching everywhere, and Ji Ge even met with the Manichaean leaders in Chang'an.

On the other hand, the various sects of Buddhism, which are extremely sensitive to foreign religions, have generally adopted a hostile attitude towards Manichaeism, and there are also substantive countermeasures: to make a proposal to Jige to ban Manichaeism and ban its spread in the territory of the Tang Dynasty!

I don't know what the reason is, Ji Ge listened to the advice of the tantric monks and issued an edict: ban Manichaeism in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, prohibit its spread, and expel its monks and believers. If there is a violation, the local department must strictly enforce the ban, the investigation that should be investigated, the seizure that should be sealed, and the arrest that should be arrested!

Although the government has issued a ban, Manichaeism still has a certain base of believers in the Hexi Corridor, but it has moved from the open state to the "underground mode".

This is where the confidence of the various sects of Buddhism in Ganzhou lies.

At least so far, their existence is indispensable in the states of Hexi! It is precisely because of the joint monopoly of the major Buddhist temples that the soil for the survival of Manichaeism will continue to shrink.

If Fang Chongyong strongly implements the rules and regulations of the Buddhist qualification assessment, then it will inevitably hurt the vitality of the Buddhist temples in Ganzhou!

At that point, the Manichaean church will not take advantage of the situation to make waves, but it is difficult to say.

Fang Chongyong is not related to Manichaeism, so naturally there is no need to be a "thug" for the other party.

Therefore, this matter is "up to the point", which is beneficial to the Ganzhou Mansion and the major Buddhist temples in Zhangye City.

Fang Chongyong, the history of Ganzhou's assassination, "established his authority", and the Buddhist temples in Ganzhou "survived", and this result can be regarded as a great joy.

The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, but human feelings.

A thorn history will be transferred in four years, and it makes no sense to "take the local Buddhist temple for your own use", and it is even more full of food to support it when it conflicts with it to the death.

"You've all misunderstood this official! Listen to what this official has to say. ”

Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that the abbots of many of the temples present were puzzled, he added:

"As a result of this assessment, all the temples are in a mess and unsightly. The official suggested that a puja meeting be held in the venue outside the government office, so that the elites of the various monasteries could gather together and recite Buddhist scriptures.

What do you think of holding a Dharma meeting, recasting the prestige of my Buddhist family, and then discussing this make-up examination? ”

Hosting a Festival endorsement? It's not impossible, it's just weird, right?

Everyone looked at each other, all showing puzzled expressions, and finally everyone bowed to Fang Chongyong and saluted, which was obviously a tacit acquiescence.

"Now that all the abbots have agreed, let this be dispersed and the puja will begin tomorrow after dawn."

Fang Chongyong gave the order to evict the guests cleanly!

After everyone left, Fang Chongyong left Master Facheng alone.

"Envoy, you have made the poor monk miserable!"

Abbot Facheng couldn't help but complain.

He was only a monk who was proficient in painting and murals, and he was not proficient in the study of scriptures. At this level, it's not appropriate to send it out and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf!

What a puja to attend!

"Let the Holy Son shine at the festival tomorrow, and the official will compensate you."

Fang Chongyong said with a smile.

"Isn't that what you want to do...... God-making? ”

Fa Cheng asked with a look of horror.

Pretending to be a ghost, this kind of thing is so new for Buddhist temples. Back in Luoyang, Fa Cheng saw countless "miracles"! If he wrote a story about each of them, he could fill a bookshelf with no duplicates!

"This master doesn't have to ask too much detail. In short, it is good to recommend the Holy Son to endorse tomorrow. I'll announce the specific rules tomorrow. ”

Fang Chongyong said meaningfully.

Knowing that he couldn't get down on the thief ship, Fa Cheng sighed and said, "Then everything will be as the envoy said, alas." ”

Fang Chongyong saw that he was not motivated, and encouraged:

"The master cultivates Buddhism all day long, but you have to remember a Buddhist Zen saying."

Seeing the mysterious smile on Fang Chongyong's face, Fa Cheng subconsciously asked, "What Zen language." ”

"The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish."

……

"Fang Laique, that little fool, it's okay in Xilai Temple, right?"

It was late at night, and Anaye, who was already lying on the bed, asked suspiciously.

"What is a little fool, that is the holy son of Buddhism. When you are by my side, remember to be cautious in what you say and do. ”

Fang Chongyong lay on the bed and said slowly, the room was dark, and the cold slowly invaded after autumn, not as cool as summer.

"Lang Jun, what kind of holy son do you make Fang Laique, what do you mean? No matter how famous he is, he can't manage the Buddhist temple? ”

Anaye asked in a whisper.

She didn't understand Fang Chongyong's brain circuit at all, she only felt that this Fang Yanei's work was unfathomable and incomprehensible, and when she looked back afterwards, she was clever in her means, not stealing or robbing to achieve her goal.

"Learn your medical skills well, you don't understand these things."

Fang Chongyong said angrily.

"Oh, okay."

Anaye was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, and feeling a little frustrated.

"I just want to be a waste person who doesn't care about anything in Ganzhou, just lie down comfortably, and I won't get in the way of anyone where I go where it's fun.

It's just that there's always some mess up with things, so why do you have to force me? ”

Fang Chongyong suddenly couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This Ganzhou thorn history is too tiring!

"It would be nice if people didn't have to grow up."

Anaye also sighed, and followed Fang Chongyong to grieve the spring and autumn.

She felt that since she met Fang Chongyong, her life had become unrecognizable, and she couldn't go back to the past at all.

"A lot of things, if you tell some people in a proper way, they won't take it seriously, and in the end it will delay your affairs.

Therefore, defeating magic with magic is the key to victory. ”

Fang Chongyong patiently explained to Anaye, there could be no more.

"Magic defeats magic?"

"You think it's better to fight poison with poison."

The theory of fighting poison with poison is very mature at this time, and even the Chinese medicine community believes that the use of medicine on patients is itself a kind of "fighting poison with poison" in a broad sense, and any drug is poisonous, and they only have differences in medicinal properties.

Anayah understood as soon as she heard it.

Fang Chongyong was thinking in his heart that he had built Fang Laique into a "holy son" who turned decay into magic, which could be regarded as "making the best use of things".

After all, Fang Laique always volunteered to do things on weekdays, and every time Fang Chongyong was worried that the other party would not be able to do things, so he would find a reason to send him away, and it was really not good to be like this all the time.

"Chang'an, will it be as complicated as what Lang Jun is encountering now?"

Anaye asked in a whisper.

Chang'an, in the hearts of the people of the Tang Dynasty, is different. It wasn't a city, it was a symbolic symbol.

"Chang'an...... It's Chang'an, I can't say it. ”

Fang Chongyong said with some melancholy.

I think of Brother Ji in Xingqing Palace, I think of the drunken dreams and deaths of Chang'an people, and I think of the Anshi Rebellion that will happen sooner or later. Fang Chongyong suddenly didn't know how to summarize the meaning of the word Chang'an with Anaye.

……

The full name of the Buddhist puja is called "water and land puja", which was founded by Nanyue Huairang, a disciple of the sixth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, and Qingyuan Xingsi Zen Master.

The basic function of the puja is to dedicate merits, remove karma, pray for the peace of the country and the people, and so on, which can be regarded as a way for Buddhist temples to respond to "believers".

The fact that many Buddhist monasteries in Zhangye City are able to pinch their noses and recognize the routine of Chongyong is also because there is no harm in opening the Dharma meeting for them in essence.

Early the next morning, the puja was held as normal.

Fang Chongyong, who was not used to getting up early, reluctantly got up and watched the process of the festival on the sidelines. I saw that in the open space in front of the government office, there were more than 100 long tables surrounding the venue of the puja, which looked quite spectacular.

The incense burner, the meal, the umbrella cover, and the common cushions in the meditation room have been neatly arranged.

At this moment, the local Buddhist monastery showed its powerful mobilization power! In just one night, everything needed for the puja was arranged.

In the center of the venue, two lotus-shaped wooden pedestals were placed so that two monks could sit opposite each other at the same time.

"The Holy Son of Seogunji Temple, accept the challenge of the masters of the Hyeonjong Temple. Land and Water Puja starts now! ”

The county lieutenant of Zhangye County was solemn and shouted at the top of his voice.

With Fa Cheng's support, Fang Laique, who had closed his eyes and seemed to have not woken up yet, walked lazily to one of the lotus seats, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Masters, you can take turns to challenge the Holy Son.

No matter what kind of scripture the master recites and how long it is, the Son can repeat it in its entirety after he has memorized it.

This is the divine power that the Buddha bestowed on the Son! ”

The abbot of Saigyoji Temple shouted.

Seeing this ridiculous scene, Fang Chongyong, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't bear to continue to stay at the scene.

"Alright, let's go."

Fang Chongyong said weakly to Anaye, turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't go, look at this little ...... The Holy Son is in the limelight, which is quite interesting. ”

Anaye tugged at Fang Chongyong's cuffs and stood still and refused to leave.

"A real warrior who never turns to see an explosion."

Fang Chongyong said something inexplicable, shook off Anaye's pull, and walked into the mansion by himself.

It was empty, and all the officials in the palace went outside to watch the excitement.

"Let me tell me what I want to do through the mouth of the Son."

Not long after, he heard an exclamation from outside, and Fang Chongyong muttered to himself.

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