Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 405 404. Grab the Business

"Start what?"

Li Zhen's mind slowed down a beat.

I just think the aroma is really nice... It is fragrant and has a very special sense of solemnity.

Subconsciously took another breath.

But this time there has been a change in the fragrance, the solemnity of the fragrant fragrance is gone, replaced by fireworks.

The taste of millet stalks mixed with a messy aroma.

It's too late to say.

That is a time to breathe, accompanied by that breeze, blowing all over the yard.

However, the smell of burning spices is far worse than the leisurely and clear sandalwood fragrance just now.

One in the sky and one in the ground.

And just when Li Zhen was going to look around to see who burned these things, Du Ruhui, who was holding a tea bowl, said unhurriedly:
"In the morning, we will talk about the great scriptures of Buddhism, pious men, and the pure lands of the Western Heavens. In the afternoon, we will talk about leading to bliss, boundless seas of suffering, and reincarnation of dead souls. This sutra by Master Xuanzang is very nice to listen to. One time, the heart is at ease, and the bliss is close at hand. But I always feel that... this monk's scriptures are dishonest, but I can't tell where the dishonesty is. So I don't like him very much."

"You wait a minute."

Li Zhen stopped him from continuing, with a puzzled look on his face:

"Old Du, don't hide what we two brothers are talking about. You mean... this fragrance is from... ah, no, it was drawn by that bald donkey?"

"..."

Du Ruhui looked like he ate a fly.

"Prince Daoist, what's going on? That's an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. Priest Daoist is a pure cultivator from Fangwai. Although Buddhism and Taoism are not in the same family, this bald donkey... is also rude?"

Li Zhen, with a calm face:
"But that's what I think in my heart. The monk is a bald donkey. We are friends, bosom brothers, and we are like one person. If you have anything to say, I won't hide it from you. Whatever I think in my heart, I just How to say it. Then you say, do you like to let me lie to you and not tell you the truth? Or let me call him a bald donkey? Be honest with you? "

"..."

No matter how Du Ruhui thought about it, he felt that this was not a thing.

But it's still beautiful in my heart.

Take a look.

My friend, treat me like a real brother, and don't even hide this kind of thing from me...

But I find this awkward again...

In the end, he simply ignored the Taoist's words and explained slowly:

"When I came back, Master Xuanzang had already recited scriptures for many events. There are two sessions a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The location is just beside the Luoshui River near the imperial palace. When teaching the Dharma, The whole body hangs in the sky and sits down, and the words follow the Dharma. The qi and Buddha light of the heaven and the earth are mighty, which makes people feel peaceful. Pan regretted his self-confidence, shaved his hair and became a monk, and was willing to serve his side..."

"...What do you mean? I made a mistake and shaved my head to become a monk. You judges will not pursue it?...Look, Lao Du, what am I talking about. These bald donkeys are really full of filth. Kuu, right? Also, there is something wrong with your revolutionary stance..."

"..."

Du Ruhui looked disgusted.

Your words are too much.

First damage our group of judges, and then damage that eminent monk.

Pooh.

Niubi is not a thing anymore.

"Of course not. The law is man-made. The emperor breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people. If you want to become a monk after doing something wrong, you are flouting the law. Of course we don't allow it. But..."

Seeing Taoist's hated expression of "just blow it up, I'll see what flowers you can blow out", Du Ruhui was also a little embarrassed:
"The principle of the law is nothing more than human feelings. The treacherous and wicked people rectify the law on the spot, but some petty theft... That master Xuanzang is in the limelight, and these days I don't know how many nobles in the capital have made friends with him. At the same time, he has insight, who I sincerely regret who is pretending to obey. Therefore, if he can get his nod and admit it, we will agree to cut off his hair and become a monk for the rest of his life."

"...you can't even make everyone equal before the law, you should be a hammer lawyer!"

The Taoist complained.

But the original remark made Du Ruhui nodded in agreement:

"Who said it wasn't."

Although I don't know what a lawyer is, it sounds like it should be related to the criminal law, so he continued:

"I also think it's inappropriate. But...the things in the officialdom are just like this."

"So you're playing moderation?"

Facing Taoist's rolling eyes, Du Ruhui shook his head:
"No, I'm making a trade-off. The world is big, nothing bigger than the laws of kingship. I'm just a seventh-rank judge, and I'm light-hearted. But I'm not in a hurry..."

At this point, next year will be the first time for a scholar in his thirties to reveal his ambitions in front of the Taoist priest.

Slightly raised his head, looking at the world.

A sneer that only belonged to a gentleman appeared on his face:
"Don't worry, don't worry. Judges of the seventh rank are not allowed. But what about the third rank? What about the second rank? What about the first rank? It's not too late for a gentleman to avenge ten years. Can you break free from the shackles of etiquette if you cut your hair and become a monk? Hehe... I am a legalist since the pre-Qin period Establish human relations and principles, and make an appointment with the people according to the law. This world is made up of laws, and even kings, grandchildren and nobles cannot escape, so why should monks leave?"

"Uh-huh!"

Li Laodao looked relieved.

Take a look, my buddies, bosom brothers.

None of the monks were spared.

The Taoist didn't mention a word.

Really give the poor face...

With a bit of narcissism, he said:
"Then what? This monk is so noisy, many people go there every day, right?"

"More than a few?"

The sneer on Du Ruhui's face turned into emotion, and he pointed to his nose:
"The session in the morning was to enlighten sentient beings. But does the Taoist priest know what the session in the afternoon is for?"

"Didn't you just talk about attracting the souls of the dead?"

"That's right. When Xuanzang recited the scriptures of the past in the afternoon, it actually attracted the vision of heaven and earth, and the river was fragrant, as if this Luoshui River was the legendary Wangchuan River that brought the souls of the dead to reincarnation. With him The great virtue sits in the town, and the river water sandalwood goes straight to the nether world, and the smell we are smelling now is the smell of all living beings burning incense and offering sacrifices by the river. Um...you smell it, is there a smell of spices in the air?"

"Chichi~"

Li Zhen moved her nose and nodded:

"Have."

He said in his heart that the taste is like kebabs. If you add chili noodles and some cumin... the children next door will cry.

"Those rich and powerful merchants in the capital, whether they want to accumulate some merit or pay homage to their ancestors at home, they transported the spices into the river by truckloads, so that the smoke of the spices can protect Master Xuanzang. Accumulate some merits... and the people from Tai Hospital also gave some spices and medicinal materials a few days ago, and distributed them to these rich merchants. They are all prescriptions for avoiding obstacles and eliminating filth. This has been smoked for several days , it is estimated that there will be no plagues in the city this year... let's say it is a good thing."

After Du Ruhui finished speaking, he couldn't help looking at Li Zhen.

In his concept, Taoist priests are all members of the Taoist sect.

Now, in the Luoyang basic board where the national teacher is in charge, a monk suddenly appeared to make trouble... People who are emotional and rational should also use some means to buy people's hearts.

And no matter how big or small these methods are, they are just like burning incense to avoid obstacles, and they are ultimately beneficial to all people.

But who would have imagined... After hearing this, the Taoist just nodded and said from the bottom of his heart:
"Well, Niubi."

"...?"

Du Ruhui obviously didn't understand the fresh vocabulary.

But Li Zhen didn't explain much.

In his opinion, no matter how much brother Yu makes trouble, it is really normal.

Because whether it is the film and television drama of later generations, or the real Xuanzang in history.

All can be called great.

Although he still didn't agree with the words of putting down the butcher's knife, it didn't prevent him from appreciating Xuanzang's achievements.

What's more...he always believes that whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, in fact, in the land of China, they have developed into a kind that is very different from primitive religious culture... a part of national culture and belief.

This is also what the descendants of the Yellow Emperor are best at doing.

Learn from the barbarians to control barbarians.

In his view, it is not so much that Xuanzang went west to seek Buddhism for the sake of Buddhism, but rather to enable the people to complete the transition from "from small self to sentient beings".

In the face of national righteousness, this alone is quite great.Not to mention... the third brother next door has no habit of recording the history of the nation at all. If they want to find out what their ancestors did, they will have to learn from the classics written by Xuanzang in future generations.

Although this is very third brother...but it is also an honor to make someone look good.

It doesn't matter if he calls bald donkey or scolds others to get lost.

But never deny the achievements that others have made.

It's like he clearly wants the dog emperor to die, but he has to admit that Yang Guang has made great achievements in both the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal and the construction of infrastructure.

Two different things, not next to each other.

Art and humanity have to be seen separately.

However, this great gentleman's thinking disappeared without a trace after Du Ruhui said:

"Teaching the Fa for two hours a day, there is no place to stand on the river embankments on both sides of the southern city and the northern city. If it weren't for the spring plowing, some people would go out to work, otherwise it is said that the entire Luoyang city is empty, just to listen to it The Dharma of Master Xuanzang. Tsk tsk..."

"You wait a little longer."

The Taoist who reacted suddenly stopped the scholar again:
"What did you just say? ... a day ... how many hours?"

"Two hours. One in the morning and one in the afternoon."

"...What time is this morning?"

"Si time (9 to 11 o'clock)."

"……afternoon?"

"Shenshi (3 to 5 o'clock)....Well, you have to go early to get a good seat. It is said that some people specially hired a group of people to occupy the place closest to the Buddha's light in order to cleanse themselves with the Dharma. For one position, hundreds of taels of silver have been speculated."

"..."

stunned.

Li Laodao recalled how he looked at the people near the Zhen Beast Pen running westward in a hurry after 2 o'clock in the afternoon...

In a daze, it seemed that he finally understood why his library had no business this afternoon.

He has one session in the morning and one session in the afternoon, and each session lasts half an hour.

It already feels good enough.

But what...

That shameless monk... actually let people listen to his nonsense for an hour?
Two hours a day is four hours.

Two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon.

What the hell, you take up all your time in one day!
And the most important thing is... this ratio is free! ?

Listen to it for free! ?
"Vald... bald donkey!!"

The Taoist in the courtyard gritted his teeth.

You choked on your Grandpa Li's head, didn't you? ?

Du Ruhui on the side couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Gee.

This distorted face beyond recognition.

(End of this chapter)