Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 510 Fighting is a monk!
For monks with huge economic power, it is inevitable to engage in business activities.

It is said that the earliest financial industry in China was created by monks in the form of a monastery's quality library...

During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, institutions that could pawn money first appeared in Buddhist temples.The monastery's treasury can be mortgaged and redeemed, and even through the inheritance contract relationship between relatives, it is quite complete.

Human greed is boundless, and monks with six unclean faculties are no exception.

Gradually, the monks were no longer satisfied with pawns, and the monastery began to operate a loan shark business.The Dunhuang manuscript of the French explorer Pelliot recorded the annual closing report of the monks of the Pure Land Monastery in Dunhuang. One-third of the monastery's income came from usury...

What is the difference between these temples and pawnshops and banks?The smell of copper has already infected the Buddha's heart. These so-called masters and monks from outside the world have not shown the purity and nobility that complement their status and status in the face of interests, and they are no different from the dirty merchants in the market. .

A monk once declared without hesitation: "Money is like honey, and even a drop is sweet." The monks engaged in loan sharks without any scruples, which also aroused strong dissatisfaction from the world.

But in fact, usury did not violate the laws of the time at all, and it could not be eradicated.As a result, the monks developed the very promising cause of usury into full swing, lending almost everything.The varieties that can be borrowed include gold and silver, cloth, grain, oil, and even living things. Some monasteries lend their cattle to farmers for interest.

Another characteristic of monastic usury is that the interest is usually higher than that of secular lenders.The monks often use the power of the Buddha to intimidate borrowers, if they do not repay, they will go to hell, and they will never be reborn, so as to obtain higher interest.For borrowers who cannot repay the money, the monastery is also rude, and will sue the government, use legal means to protect their legitimate rights and interests, and even force them to serve to repay their debts.

In the feudal era, if the sale and purchase of property and the lending of pawns were still legal businesses, some monks who behaved badly even committed illegal activities.

An imperial edict from Emperor Li Yuan in the ninth year of Wude mentioned: "There are wretched and lowly companions, who have high self-esteem; those who are lazy, avoid corvée. Entering the texts that violate the precepts, retreating the teachings without etiquette. Even personally looting, self-defeating (stealing), pretending to be demons, and sly traffic."

Some monks blatantly robbed, stole, and cheated, and lending paled in comparison.

Therefore, stripping off the seemingly lofty coat of "monk family", these monks are not fundamentally different from the merchants in the market and the wealthy in the village.

Fang Jun's remarks immediately aroused the indignation of the onlookers towards the temple.They don't care that not all temples and monks do these things, they are just looking for an outlet for their dissatisfaction.

So the debate machine is a tragedy...

The eminent monk and Dade had a blank look on his face. Facing the accusations and abuses of countless onlookers, he was quite overwhelmed. The detached demeanor of the past had long since collapsed.

He didn't understand a little. He was clearly the weak and the one being bullied. Why not only did he not get sympathy, but he seemed to arouse the anger of the people.
This is completely different from the previous experience of being regarded as a great virtue wherever he goes. A Buddhist heart, which is not difficult at all, is crumbling in a piece of saliva...

Princess Gao Yang in the carriage watched Fang Jun punch Defen Ji until his nose bleed, and then, in the midst of the condemnation, turned the tide with his three-inch incorrupt tongue, and instead pushed Defen Ji into a path of no redemption. situation……

Her Royal Highness's eyes were full of little stars, watching Fang Jun show off his power over there, while the handsome and handsome monk, who was deep in Buddhism and good-looking, had his status plummeted in her heart...

The scene in front of me was once again the theory of Princess Fang Ling's aunt: it's useless for a man to be good-looking, you have to see if he has a splendid heart, whether he can hold up a woman's sky, and whether he can call the wind and rain outside. At the same time, I can still love you, and more importantly, whether I can have a strong physique...

Well, when Princess Gao Yang thought of the "dirty" place, her palm-sized face couldn't help but turn red, she was shy and charming.

Aunt is not a good person, she can say anything...

Fang Jun didn't care what Princess Gao Yang thought. He was angry when he looked at this flower monk. He wanted to not only hurt him physically, but also destroy him mentally.

motherfucker!

Dare to flirt with my sister, are you tired of living?
He looked at the disorganized debate machine, raised his chin high, and said arrogantly: "So, don't talk about your seemingly lofty monk status, it's not your reliance, but your shame! You monks with crooked mouths have tarnished the name of the Buddha and the purity of the Dharma, you are all sinners of Buddhism!"

This guy is obviously unreasonable, and the "sneak change idea" is very slippery.

After all, it is true that there are monks who lend usury, and it is true that there are monks who do bad things, but the debate machine did not do it!
People are just chatting with your horse on the street...

Bian Ji’s face was pale and flustered. Facing everything in front of him, the Buddhist Dharma he had cultivated was completely useless, and the shrewdness and sophistication he used to debating the Dharma with his clever lips disappeared.

Is it really as he said, the pure place of Buddhism has long been so filthy?
So how can I maintain that pure faith in such a filthy situation that I have always adhered to the Buddha's heart?

At this moment, the pain on the nose is not as good as the pain caused by the swaying belief in the heart...

At this time, the dispute in front of the temple has already attracted the attention of the temple.

The door of Ximing Temple opened wide, and dozens of monks poured out, leading a tall monk with a fierce look, stepped forward to push away the crowd, and scolded: "The Buddha's pure place, why are you making such a loud noise? I am disturbed. The Buddha brought disaster, how can you afford it?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Defen Ji's thin body leaning against the tree and trembling slightly. The blood on his nose had dried up, but the bright blood on the moon-white monk's robe was like gorgeous plum blossoms...

The monk was furious: "You gangsters, don't you know if this is a place of pure cultivation outside the world? It's just despicable and ignorant, ignorant and hopeless, we monks are merciful, not arguing with you and other commoners, but great mercy and great compassion, But it's not because I'm afraid of you and wait, whoever beats them, stand up for the poor monk! This is a place for monks to purify, is there any king's law?"

His mouth is small, shut up, and he is despicable and ignorant, which immediately aroused public anger.

A rotten duck egg flew out from the crowd and hit the monk's bald head. The eggshell shattered, the filthy egg juice flowed down his face, and his image was extremely embarrassed.

The monk was full of anger and shouted: "Buddha is still doing a lion's roar, and monks are not bullying casually..."

Suddenly, I heard a shout: "You are a monk!"

Then, a fist the size of a vinegar bowl suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, followed by a blackness in front of him, and a loud "hum" in his head, and he was severely punched.

When the monks around him saw it, they immediately quit. They beat us at the gate of our temple. Isn't this against the sky?
He immediately swarmed up, surrounded Fang Jun, the murderer, and greeted him with fists and sticks.

Fang Jun shouted: "Xi Junmai, fight side by side with a certain!"

Xi Junmai's spirit was lifted, and he was quite excited when he returned to the Western Regions to face the Turkic wolf riding. Hearing the words, he shouted: "No!" He jumped into the battle group and closely guarded Fang Jun.

Fang Jun's agility is boundless, and facing these monks, there is no pressure at all. There was a sound of "bang bang", punching and punching until the meat moves were not in vain, and the monk in front of him wailed.Xi Junmai, on the other hand, is a skill that has been tempered in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and he is also a big one.

The two masters and servants were like a tiger entering a pack of wolves and wolves like a pigsty, and they beat up a group of monks to cry.

On the side, Dean Ji's thin body is trembling like a leftover leaf in the wind, a small face is pale, his lips are constantly squirming, and his heart has long been messed up in the wind...

(End of this chapter)