[Journey to the West] So I am Monk Tang

Life in Hongfu Temple was very peaceful. Except for morning and evening homework, I followed Master Faming and participated in the translation of the half-volume fragments of scriptures.Amidst the chanting of scriptures, it is hard not to feel calm.

Regarding Ms. Yin's death, I also passed the initial period of shock and confusion. In the dead of night, I occasionally wondered what caused all this.

In modern times, when Chinese and science were divided into high school, my teacher suggested to me to study science.It's not that everyone has always valued science over literature, but in the eyes of my teacher, my liberal arts grades are somewhat irreparable compared with science grades.Those reading comprehension summary reflections, unless they have done the same topic before, will be diverged without borders once they are in my hands.Divergence is not wrong, but the opposite direction is a headache.

My Chinese teacher was very sad for a while, and he even listed several composition templates for me, just so that I could be more disciplined in my composition during the college entrance examination, and don’t make zero points to pull me out of the high school’s score line.Of course I am not convinced. Every year, the full-score essays and zero-score essays of the college entrance examination will be published together. I think my occasional slant has the potential to get a full score.But the Chinese teacher told me with a sneer, unless the three views of the marking teacher are as crooked as mine.

In short, in the end, the Chinese teacher asked me not to think about digging when I wrote the composition, because once I dig, the focus will definitely be biased, and it will diverge from the superficial phenomena. Reach the pass line.

If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes.I didn't want to make fun of the college entrance examination, so I followed it tactfully, but it doesn't mean I agree, whether it's a biased focus or a crooked view, until the final moment of verification, who knows if the truth is on my side.

When humans think, God laughs.But now, I don't care whether God laughs or not, I'm in charge of the Buddha now!

The Tang Dynasty was a very miraculous dynasty. Later, the Qing Dynasty made a story about the marriage of a queen mother, which seemed like a shame, but it was forgotten that in the Tang Dynasty, there was a son who hooked up with his father's harem, and after he ascended the throne, he married people. She was dragged into her own harem, and later became a queen. When the emperor passed away, the queen turned over and became the emperor and changed the dynasty. , Bring people into the palace and pamper them with all their might, and those who don't know the truth can still talk about congenial interests, harmony and harmony.Although later Maweipo killed someone when he fled... But this is enough to prove that those in power can do whatever they want, and those who can't help themselves can only follow the trend.

Of course, these things haven't happened yet, but in the emperor's big harem, there are also the harem and younger sisters of the former emperor who act as concubines. Are those people really willing?But I have never heard of anyone seeking death for revenge.

So, when a woman is raped, it may not matter what happens, what matters is the identity of that person.A rascal boatman would definitely be unacceptable, but if it was a heroic prince or even a supreme being, the psychological pressure on the victim would be much less.

Ms. Yin would commit suicide. In the final analysis, Liu Hong's status was too low, which made her feel that everything she experienced was humiliation.

When the divergence reached here, I slapped myself and didn't dare to think about it anymore.No need for others to remind me, I know that this kind of thinking is definitely wrong, this kind of shifting the focus and secretly changing the concept... I finally understand the pain in my Chinese teacher at that time.

The point is, I didn't think about it on purpose, but it spread out inadvertently. Maybe my three views are really a bit crooked.

This is a bit scary. After all, I think I have always been a pretty good person with a bottom line. I never thought that I would almost break my bottom line without paying attention.

I began to retreat and study the Dharma again, to cleanse my somewhat gray soul.Occasionally, we would meet some brothers and sisters, and we would have some exchanges. The more the Fa principles were explained, the more clarified, like-minded people would always gather together. Unknowingly, we formed a small circle, and some people specially recorded our words.

I didn't take it seriously at first, until one day, an elder of Hongfu Temple joked that because of the mysterious Zen mechanism we talked about, there is now a saying of Chang'an Zhigui.

I have only heard of Luoyang Zhigui, but where did this Changan Zhigui come from?

If you plant flowers deliberately, the flowers will not grow, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will form a row.

When I was introspecting myself, I accidentally became famous in Chang'an.This time, the reputation was greater than when the Prime Minister was promoting me, and the scope was wider. In the end, the emperor sent me a decree.

I... I still want power and status more, so, the aloofness of the monks, goodbye.

I met the Emperor Da Li Shimin.

In the Xuanwumen Incident, K was lost, but he was a generation of Mingjun who had been passed down through the ages after the crown prince succeeded in ascending the throne. He was also a narrow-minded emperor who was afraid of being advised by Wei Zheng to hide his favorite bird in his sleeve and suffocate him until Wei Zheng died.

"Are you the grandson of Prime Minister Yin Kaishan, Chen Xuanzang, the son of scholar Chen Guangrui?" The emperor stared at me for a long time before asking.

I bent down and saluted, "The minister is right."

The emperor didn't know what he thought of. He praised me as a flower, gave me an official rank, and then gave me a task.

I returned to Hongfu Temple with the multicolored gold-woven cassock and Pilu hat I was rewarded with, and told Master Faming about the matter.Master Faming's hands were shaking with excitement, and he told me that I must not disappoint the emperor's entrustment, and devote myself to spreading the Dharma and revitalizing Buddhism.

Of course I have no objection.In fact, I feel that a bright future is at my feet right now.

I didn't know what had happened until the abbot of Hongfu Temple and several other elders arrived.

I was a bit closed before, and I didn't know that the imperial court issued a new law, stipulating that anyone who slanders monks and Buddhas will have their arms cut off.Another emperor discussed with the ministers of the court and decided to promote Buddhism. He invited eminent monks and elected a virtuous practitioner as the altar master to build a dojo.

After I listened, the surging emotion in my heart was even stronger, and what this meant was self-evident.However, facing many presiding elders in front of me, regardless of seniority or other things, I can't take it for granted, "Such a heavy responsibility..."

"Don't shirk!" said the presiding officer of Hongfu Temple, "As soon as you give birth to the mother's womb, you will fast and accept precepts. Even if your parents recognize each other, you don't envy glory, but only love to practice extinction. The root is good and the virtue is high. Thousands of scriptures are omnipotent. , the Buddha's name is omnipotent. How can you not take on this important task?"

I looked at the host and really wanted to dig out my ears. Is this me?Is it me who was convinced that the three views are all crooked before the Buddha's heart is not pure and utilitarian?

There is no black deal behind this that I don't know about, right?