Farmer’s Blessed Girl

"On the contrary, if all the people turn to the Buddha, who is going to give birth?" Man Bao didn't forget why they opposed the great prosperity of Buddhism, she said: "Buddhism does not pay tine taxes, no contributions, and no labor. If all people turn to Buddha, who will guard the border gates? Who will repair the roads and rivers? What about water conservancy?”

Bai Erlang said: "Even if I don't study very well, I know that after the prosperity of Buddhist temples in ancient times, the dynasty will suffer many times."

These words are too cruel, and Zhishen's face can't help but look solemn, "The three donors are too biased, which time the Buddhist temple flourished was not when the dynasty was in its prime?"

Bai Shan: "It's an everlasting truth."

Zhishen: "So how can you attribute the decline of the dynasty to Buddhist temples?"

"The prosperity of the dynasty has nothing to do with Buddhist temples," Bai Shan said. "Since Buddhist temples cannot be beneficial to the society, the court should not favor Buddhist temples. Your Majesty is the head of the court, and it should not be biased."

Zhishen shook his head slightly, "Huguo Temple doesn't mean to let His Majesty be inclined, I just want to guide all people to open their minds and lead people to be kind."

Bai Shan smiled slightly: "Master is righteous, but I think everything in the world starts with responsibility first. Even monks, they also enjoy the stability of the country, and Buddhist temples can also benefit from the stability of the world for preaching. If the times are troubled, who else will Can you safely go up the mountain to pay homage to the Buddha?"

so what?

Bai Shan didn't say anything further, but instead asked, "What does the master think?"

Zhishen naturally agrees, and prosperous times are indeed better preachers than troubled times.

Bai Shan and the others accepted Zhishen's gift, and he personally sent the three to the mountain gate, and many people saw it.

Master Zhishen is not easy to see, everyone is quite surprised that the three teenagers can send Master Zhishen to the door.

"Isn't that Master Zhou Xiao?" We went to court together, and we met every month, so it was hard not to know each other.

"That's Princess Mingda's concubine, right next to him is Young Master Bai? Master Zhishen personally sent them to the mountain gate."

Such a young man is envied by everyone, "I don't know how the feng shui of the Bai family and the Zhou family is arranged..."

Bai Shan and the others politely bid farewell to Monk Zhishen, turned around and went back.

Seeing them in a hurry, Bai Erlang asked, "Why are you going back?"

"Writing a book," Bai Shan said, "Master Zhishen thinks that Buddhist temples and monks should also be responsible for the state. Although it may not be possible, we can make some suggestions."

Bai Erlang: "...It's really written, will we be kicked out after going to Xuandu Temple? And after we go back, is Shouqingguan Lord willing to let us go up the mountain to worship Lord Tianzun?"

Of course, the excerpts above cannot only be aimed at the management of Buddhist temples, and Taoist temples will also be mentioned together, otherwise it will appear as if they are targeting Buddhist schools.

Bai Shan thought for a while and said, "There should still be some preferential treatment, let's think about it later."

But after reading the history of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the three of them have not less thought about the influence of the more and more prosperous Buddhist temples on the country.

Even Mr. Zhuang has said in private that the prosperity of Buddhist temples is like prying the walls of the national treasury. It is not obvious now, but in another 20 to 30 years, more and more monks will enter the temple, and the more Buddhist temples are built, the more Buddhist temples will be built. When there are more Buddhist fields, the tax will definitely be reduced on a large scale. At that time, the treasury will be empty, and the tax pressure will definitely be passed on to other people.

There are many things that history books will not point out, but a few people are not stupid, and reading history is never just the surface words.

Not only Buddhist temples, but also Taoist temples.

It's just that Taoist temples are now on the decline, and many Taoists are wandering around the world or living in seclusion in the mountains. There are not many people who really walk and preach in the world.

Half of them are liars, which is completely different from the prosperity of Buddhist temples.

Bai Erlang didn't want to go back, but Bai Shan and Man Bao wanted to go back. He was bored outside alone, so he could only follow along.

Zhishen watched them go away, turned to go back, but did not go back to his room, but went to the host's room.

Coincidentally, his back window was facing the yard where they were talking just now.

Master Zhiren was burying his head writing something, but he didn't raise his head when he heard the voice, and asked, "The three little friends are gone?"

Zhishen said: "I'm afraid it's not a friend. Senior brothers also heard it. They have prejudice against our Huguo Temple and even Buddhist temples."

Master Zhiren smiled and shook his head, "No prejudice."

Chishen:  …

He stared at Zhiren, "Senior brother actually likes them?"

Zhiren just finished writing and put aside the half-translated Buddhist scriptures. He said, "Didn't you hear it? The three of them are the world's first. Many fifteen or sixteen-year-olds have this ambition, but some There is not much insight on this.”

He said bluntly: "Although they are young, their transparency is not under the junior brother."

Chishen didn't feel anything about Chishen's deliberately bringing people to the backyard to talk today, because he didn't intend to intervene in these disputes, so he concentrated on writing his own scriptures for those who came here before.

Only this time, he was a little happy. These three children are still young. This is their current weakness, but it is also their greatest strength. They have infinite possibilities in the future.

Zhishen has become accustomed to his brother's blow, he doesn't care, he only cares about the future of Huguo Temple, "Brother, Your Majesty believes in protecting Huguo Temple, but the prince has no special feelings for Buddhist temples. Now Zhou Man is not only in front of His Majesty. She is a popular person in front of the prince, she is partial to Taoism, and the prince ascends the throne in the future, if things go on like this, I am afraid that my Buddhist temple will be severely damaged."

Seeing that Zhiren didn't care, Zhishen said: "Did you forget the tragic destruction of the Buddha by Emperor Taiwu and Emperor Wu?"

Seeing that Zhishen was agitated, Chi-Ren sighed and said, "Junior and younger brother are in a relationship, I should never get involved in political affairs. As long as I stay away from political affairs, all the entrances are donors. If I treat them normally, there will be no such disasters."

He persuaded again: "Junior brother should not buy so many Buddha fields."

However, Zhishen said, "There are more and more monks in Huguo Temple. If you don't buy Buddhist fields, how can the disciples continue?"

Zhi Ren said, "Junior brother shouldn't accept so many disciples."

"Propaganda and study of Buddhism require disciples." Zhishen's eyes fell on Zhi-Nin's table, and he said, "If you want to concentrate on studying Buddhism, you shouldn't work hard for three meals a day. These also require disciples. and the faithful."

Zhiren said indifferently: "One tea and one meal are a gift from heaven. Not only do I have apprentices to support me, but I can also cultivate myself, and I don't need to worship in the temple."

He paused, thinking of the responsibility that Bai Shan said just now, and was about to remind him, but when he looked up, he saw Zhishen's disapproving look, he paused, and remained silent.

Zhishen talked with his senior brother again without speculation, but he was not angry. In the past few decades, they disagreed eight times in ten conversations. Before, Zhishen was still angry, but now he is not.

He saluted and left, only to find his senior disciple standing outside the door with his hands down, he nodded and said, "Take care of your master."

Jie anger clapped his palms in response, and waited until the uncle was far away before knocking on the door and entering.

Zhiren has already picked up the pen to continue translating his scriptures.

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