Chapter 326: Confucianism Buddhism, for thousands of years, it has been full of 'secret robbery' and 'open robbery'!

"People at the time couldn't understand it, this is the limitation of the vision of the times, but a thousand years later we should know."

"The so-called obedience of etiquette is the etiquette of the people."

"Princes and generals don't need etiquette."

"The rules are also the rules of the people.

"Dignitaries don't need rules."

"This kind of fairness obtained by the etiquette system seems to be fair and there is no problem, but in fact it is the biggest unfairness."

As he spoke, Lin Che opened his eyes and looked at the stunned Zhu Yuanzhang, and asked rhetorically:

"When you were a farmer, when you were a beggar, when you were a soldier, did anyone ever say the word fairness to you?"

"At this time, no one tells you to be fair, strength is fair."

"But when you reign over the world and ascend the throne as emperor, will everyone talk to you about fairness?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's brows twisted into a ball, and he nodded helplessly, so that he could feel and touch a little.

Is it a thief or a saint?

It seems that there is no truth at all, and the world is full of contradictions.

Retract your thoughts.

He could only change the subject:

"So, what about later?"

"The result?"

"Confucius's lobbying failed?"

Lin Che spread his hands, but it was not difficult for him, if he used too much force, it would be counterproductive, and things involving consciousness and thought still had to be gradual and gradual.

After listening to Dao Tuo's words, Confucius hurriedly ran out of the door, quickly set up the carriage, took off the reins three times, and his eyes were blank.

"I ran back to Lu in a gray way."

"Not only did it fail, but it failed."

The words fell.

The father and son of the Zhu family gasped, and they were shocked beyond comprehension at this moment.

There was no reversal?

The thief defeated the saint with the truth, isn't that too exaggerated?

I wanted to educate others, but I was educated.

Who are the saints?

Who is the big thief!

Goo-dong.

Zhu Biao swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looked at Lin Che's eyes full of disbelief, and said cautiously: "Dare to ask Mr. Lin." ”

"Which book or historical material does this little story you tell come from?"

"Students want to go back and study it carefully."

"I hope Mr. Lin will be successful."

In the face of the prince's seriousness, Lin Che waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile:

"It's not from any classic, it's just a small deed, not worth mentioning."

"You have the right to listen to the history of the wilderness, and it doesn't hurt to believe it or not."

"In short, the words of the saints are not necessarily all truth, and the ability to distinguish between right and wrong in the world is required."

"This is true for ordinary people, and even more so for emperors."

"Understand?"

Hearing Lin Che's ambiguous answer, Zhu Biao shivered unconsciously, and suddenly felt a chill under his feet go straight to the top of his head.

Not a classic?

It's deeds.

However, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and in order to consolidate its own position, it is impossible to let the 'wild history' that insults the saint survive to this day.

There is no doubt about it.

Abrupt.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhu Biao's mind, and a terrible thought popped up.

The 'deeds' that Lin Che told can't be his own, right?

Immortals descend to earth, immortal and indestructible, from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the establishment of the Ming Dynasty??

Or the reincarnation of immortals, just to rebuild the immortal body.

If this is the case, everything that could not be explained before will suddenly be all reasonable.

The body of the weak crown is ancient and modern, and there are countless shocking thoughts, which seem to be beyond the generalization of the word genius.

Not an immortal, or what?

The more Zhu Biao thought about it, the more numb his scalp became, and he bent down involuntarily, showing more respect than before.

Sensing the strange appearance of the prince, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but be a little surprised, and stared at the side for a long time, but still suppressed the urge to ask.

And at this very moment.

Lin Che's magnetic voice suddenly sounded, pulling the father and son back to reality.

"Well, compared with the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, I still like Taoism more."

"After all, the Tao preached by Taoism is still pure, not utilitarian, and not too mundane."

"On the other hand, Confucianism and Buddhism have been full of 'secret robbery' and 'open robbery' for thousands of years."

"To put it bluntly, it is precisely because there are too many things that even Confucian sages will be defeated by the hands of the Great Dao."

"The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is invisible, and the great thieves in the world are everywhere, and when the Great Dao becomes a great thief, a new round of reincarnation will begin."

Lin Che sat up from the rocking chair, looked at Zhu Biao with a stunned face, and teased:

"Your father was a monk when he was young, and he knows the virtues of Buddhism better than I do."

"The prosperous Buddha is Chang, the Bodhisattva is hidden in the troubled times, and he has knelt in front of the Buddha for three thousand years, and he has not seen my Buddha feel pity."

"At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, during the war and chaos of Nange, how many people burned incense and worshiped the Buddha every day, in vain to pray for the protection of the Buddha, and the final result is needless for me to say."

Hear that.

Zhu Yuanzhang's sword eyebrows tightened, and he sighed silently.

If the Buddha really works that way, why don't you raise an uprising, burn incense and worship the Buddha at home every day, and worship all the Tartars to death?

Including those prestigious monks, they are all hiding from the world and choosing to protect themselves with wisdom, for fear of provoking a catastrophe.

Whether it is good or not, he doesn't know, anyway, he knows that he almost starved to death in Huangjue Temple back then.

With that in mind.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and hugged his fist towards Lin Che and said:

"What is Mr. Lin's opinion?"

"I hope to teach you."

Lin Che didn't care about this, got up and took a sip of tea, and corrected:

"It's not teaching, it's just small talk."

"After all, you can't understand it."

"Playing the piano to the cow, I talked about it in vain."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "??? ”

"The Taoist sage Lao Tzu first put forward the concept of 'Tao', although it has not developed as vigorously as Confucianism, but in my mind it is the highest state of thought."

After a pause, Lin Che continued:

"And if people want to be enlightened, there is only one way, and that is."

"Indisputable."

"Indisputable?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled.

"That's right, it's just not a fight."

Lin Che Waner:

"As I have already said, the reason for the failure of the Confucian sages is, in the final analysis, that there is still an open and secret struggle."

"When a person has an intention, his behavior will be affected, and even a saint will fall from the altar."

"Saints are called saints because of their morality and because they have wisdom that ordinary people do not have, and not because of those in the most powerful positions."

"In other words, once you start chasing fame, fortune and the world, Dadao will become a thief."

Lin Che Huoran got up, broke his sore muscles and bones, and made a 'click' sound at the joints, and said leisurely:

"The technique of Dayan is fifty, and there are nine out of forty, and only one of them is a heavenly opportunity."

"There is indeed a constant law of development and change in the human world, just like the sunrise and sunset."

"And the reason why there are laws, but they are still unpredictable, is actually the laws we have mastered, and there is always a lack of the most critical one."

"It's also called the Heavenly Machine."

(End of chapter)