Chapter 14: The Buddha's Question

Right or wrong?The slightly dry voice echoed in Shen Qi's soul, the scene he saw and the conversation he heard just now were so shocking, Shen Qi couldn't help but be touched, but Shen Qi was also very entangled.

After all, this was the fourth layer test of the Tianxing Tower, although Shen Qi couldn't understand why it was such a test, because in his opinion, it had nothing to do with cultivation, but was a bit like a country's examination of officials.

Shen Qi frowned, he didn't think that he would be able to find the answer that the person who created this tower wanted to hear, but the consequences of not being able to find this so-called "correct answer" were also self-evident, which Shen Qi couldn't accept.

Just when Shen Qi's mind was confused and he was in trouble, a voice continued to sound, "Breaker, seeing that your realm is too low, you have not comprehended the law and Dao luck, and the Tianxing Tower will not embarrass you too much." โ€

The echo sounded in Shen Qi's mind, "You can go further, there are some things that may help you, but if you can't think of it, you can't break through this layer of tower." โ€

Shen Qi calmed down, he continued to move forward in the direction pointed by the Tianxing Tower, and a temple appeared in front of him.

Ancient lamps, green tiles, this is a temple with a long history, Shen Qi faintly heard the chanting of the Buddha. Approaching the temple, you can see that there is a plaque on the temple "All Living Beings", the door of this temple is closed, and the smell of incense is very strong.

Shen Qi was solemn, perhaps, the answer he wanted could be found in this temple. Seemingly infected by the sacred and dignified aura of the temple, Shen Qi's steps forward gradually became slow, and in an instant, he thought of a lot of legends about the Buddha. The stories of the Buddhas who have passed through the world have been passed down through the ages, all of which show that the Buddha can pass through the world and the Dharma can save the world.

Shen Qi is not a believer in the Buddha, but he also believes that there are Buddhas in the world, and they can influence the world and purify all sentient beings. Thinking of this, Shen Qi knocked on the door of the temple with some eagerness.

"There is a guest from afar, it's rude, donor, please!" I don't know where the words came from, and its tail note dragged very hard. The temple door opened in response, and Shen Qi saw a scene different from the outside of the temple.

The earthy yellow courtyard wall has not been repaired for a long time, and the paint on it is half faded; the blue-gray temple ridge in front is somewhat uneven and pitted; in the center of the courtyard is an ancient tree, and there is a monk standing under the ancient tree, smiling.

Shen Qi walked forward, his eyes had been staring at him since the first time he saw this monk, the monk could obviously see this scene, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. The monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were swept away one by one, with an unfathomable feeling.

"Why did the donor come? It coincided with the year of famine, and the Bi Temple had already cut off the offering of incense, and it was rare for people to come, and the old man was polite. The monk folded his hands and exhaled, "Amitabha." โ€

"The master is polite, doesn't the master know my intention?" Shen Qi learned from the monk to fold his hands and bow, he stared at the monk with a smile, he could feel that the monk knew his intention.

"The old man knows that the donor is confused, and this is also the relationship between the old man and the donor, and it can be solved!" The monk smiled, and the color of the ring scar on his head was not very strong, and it inadvertently appeared in the morning light.

"Please teach the master!" Shen Qi's eyes were stunned, and he saluted again.

"Don't dare to give teaching, can the donor know that there is a true scripture in my Buddhism?" The monk stretched out his right hand and pointed to a seat in a gesture of invitation, Shen Qi did not hesitate, he sat down.

"I want to hear about it. โ€

"Those who have Buddhas say that the so-called true scriptures are the ultimate methods that can achieve the nirvana of silence, which can be understood but not cultivated, and cultivated to become a Buddha, and are sought; enlightenment is clarity and knowledge; practice is to practice and practice, and enlightenment is to be carried out by nature. The monk's voice was slow, he observed Shen Qi's expression with every word he spoke, and as long as Shen Qi showed a puzzled expression, he would pause.

"Does the donor understand?" the monk raised the beads in his right hand, pointing to the west and then to the main hall in front of him.

Shen Qi's heart was shocked, and he said to himself, "If it is a true scripture, it can save the world?"

"The donor is extreme, the scriptures can indeed save the world, but the way to save the world is still in the Dharma. The monk took the Zen staff on the side and sighed, "Although the old man has the intention to save, the Dharma has not been completed, and the key method has not been able to be understood." In this way, the old man's crippled body is also of little use. The monk was a little sentimental.

"The world is peaceful and prosperous, offering incense to ten thousand Buddhas, but it is useless in times of crisis, doesn't the master think that the Buddha you worship is too indifferent and ruthless?" Shen Qi heard the words of the monk, and was a little puzzled.

"Donor, how can Buddhism not have the heart to save the world, but what can I ......?"

"The master doesn't need to explain, I just heard what the master said, and I already know what the master means. It is normal to have a heart to save the world, not necessarily to save the world, the master is a human being, not a Buddha. โ€

The monk was silent, and he rearranged his clothes, "What the donor said may be correct, the old man has opinions on the Dharma but does not practice them, and he is a mortal. May I ask the donor, have you found the answer you want?"

"I haven't found it yet, can the master know who is more important to the world, the corrupt official or the clean official?" Shen Qi waved his hands and gestured to the monk for a while.

"The donor is talking about Lord He and Mr. Ji!" The monk said, obviously already knowing the person Shen Qi was talking about.

"Exactly, does the master have insight into this?" Shen Qi no longer dwelled on why Buddhism didn't enter the world to save the world, he now just wanted to find the answer to his own examination on the fourth floor of the Tianxing Tower.

"Don't you already have some understanding?" the monk pointed at Shen Qi and then to the sky.

Yes, Shen Qi already has his own opinion. The court must be finished, but it cannot be finished in this matter, it cannot be finished in my hands, and it cannot be finished in this dynasty and this generation. Therefore, he chose to accept the exorbitant administrative costs, and successfully avoided the worst outcome of a specific disaster by multiplying capital and transferring relief to corrupt officials. As far as this disaster is concerned, it is true that Lord He has done his best. The problem is that every compromise increases the administrative cost of the next one, and when the administrative cost finally reaches a high level, the world becomes an empire that will be destroyed.

And Mr. Ji's attitude is: The empire is not over yet. But he couldn't find any solution to the problemโ€”at least not in his position, so his attitude seemed too big and unwarranted. It must be admitted, however, that he at least sees the root of the problem: if he accepts the rise in administrative costs unconditionally, sooner or later he will have to finish the day. This result was unacceptable to him, so he had to use the teachings of the sages to prove that working with the adults as a "pastemaker" would be counterproductive.