Crowned the New Han Dynasty

Chapter 744 One person’s ambition can expand the world!

"A person's life is only a few decades, and his cultivation is only eighty years. He cannot take away his money during his lifetime, but his name can be passed down to the world. I have taught the Buddha to several people, and all the brothers and laymen have their own reasons and explanations. , The poor monk did not earn much, but he knew that if the Buddha's name was to be passed on to the world, he would be able to spread his name to the world, and he would be righteous. We may die, but if the Buddha's name is spread, this is his position!"

In a tavern in the city, there were many people, all listening to an old monk's lecture.

That monk was none other than Zhu Fawei.

He sat upright and couldn't help but nod when he saw everyone listening.

This was already the second day of his lecture in Dai County. Most of the people coming and going were people from Dai County’s aristocratic families. These people had no worries about food and clothing and had experienced the threat of war. As soon as they heard about the Buddhist teachings, they immediately gathered over to discuss the matter. Understand each other.

After today's lecture, the old monk said again: "The poor monk said yesterday that he wanted to give lectures here. Now that there are suggestions from lay people and support from the Gu family, we will build a temple outside the city to spread the teachings of our Buddha. principles to open up the wisdom of all sentient beings.”

When everyone heard this, they applauded one after another, and several scholars and princes offered to help, providing land and people. They also knew that whenever a Buddhist temple is built, financial help is indispensable, and it covers a large area, and has servants, The tenant farmers follow each other, which is no different from a small farm.

There were several people sitting in the corner of the tavern. One of them had a beard and a tall figure. He looked like a brave man, but his skin was fair and different from the average Northland man.

Next to this man, sat a middle-aged scholar, who also had a beard on his face and had many strange and inconsistent appearances.

However, everyone was focused on the old monk teaching the Dharma, so no one noticed the person coming from this corner.

At the same time, there were several people sitting quietly around the two of them, vaguely surrounding the two of them, expelling the others and isolating them from the others, so they whispered, Others couldn't hear clearly either.

At this time, No. 1 whispered: "Most temples are located near mountains and rivers, and are protected by monks. In the hinterland of the Central Plains, there are still some temples gathered into villages, protected by warrior monks, and some Farmers produce it for monks to study Dharma and recite sutras. If there is nothing going on in the temple, it will be like a peaceful hometown. If there are troubles outside the temple, they can immediately form an army and go out to conquer."

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Since the Lord is so aware of these people's tricks, why do you still allow the Buddhist temple to start? I heard that even Taoist people are interested in opening Taoist temples here. These people only focus on their own interests. It will be a disaster sooner or later. If there are changes, not only will it be difficult for them to help, but they may also be hindered."

It turned out that one of the two was Chen Zhi, and the other was actually Bao Jingyan.

Both of them were dressed in disguise and were here incognito to listen to the monk's sermon on Buddhism. However, the Buddhist teachings that shocked the hearts of others could not touch their hearts. Instead, they were more concerned about the issue of the establishment of the temple.

Chen Zhi listened to Bao Jingyan's words and said with a smile: "These people have their own plans, but they also have their own power. If I don't use this power, I will pass it on to others. There are many forces in the north. Except for my generation, there is a king in the east." Jun, there are Xiongnu in the west, Xianbei tribes in the north, Shi Le in the south, and the King of Jiangdu. The monks and Taoist disciples may not be trustworthy, but their power is real. Instead of pushing it out, let others If you want to make use of it, why not stay and let me supervise you nearby."

"Supervise nearby?" Bao Jingyan read a little bit.

Chen Zhi nodded and said: "That's right, with my current power, I can't eradicate the influence of Buddhism and Taoism on people's hearts. Instead of driving it away, it's better to pull it in front of you, understand it nearby, and influence it in turn, so that this The changes on both sides of Buddhism and Taoism have become controllable, at least not blind, otherwise, maybe my side is busy farming, and someone suddenly smashes the gate of Daijun, and with boundless people's power, forcibly reversed the trust of this place. ""How can there be such an exaggeration." Bao Jingyan just felt alarmist, but he understood the meaning of the words, "Fu Jun's worry is normal and reasonable, but these remarks of monks and Taoists, Bao Mou I won’t agree with it, of course, I have read their treatises.”

Hearing the words of the man in front of him, Chen Zhi laughed silently, and a sense of admiration arose in his heart.

After talking with the Taoist, for two days, Chen Zhi walked in a low-key manner, watched the breath with his eyes, saw many scenes, found many talents, and sent people to contact them, but the one who left the deepest impression on him was actually It's Mr. Bao Jingyan.

Because he could barely see the air column representing luck on this gentleman's head.

This certainly does not mean that Bao Jingyan has no future.

In fact, in the original history, although not many of his works have been handed down, his reputation has been passed down to later generations, and some of his ideas have also been preserved.

Such a person who can leave his name in history, even if he did not have great luck during his lifetime, would at least perform well - this is the result of Chen Zhi's research and observation in the past two days.

Then why, even Chen Wu has a lot of luck on his head, but Bao Jingyan does not?

"If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it." Looking at the person in front of him, Chen Zhi sighed in his heart, "In such a world, there are people like Bao Jingyan. It is really surprising and even more admirable."

Thinking of this, his expression gradually became serious, and his eyes fell on the old monk who was giving a lecture. The lottery tube moved in his heart, and the gold liquid of fame swarmed out, condensing his eyes.

The next moment, golden auras were seen flying out from the heads of everyone present, gathering on the old monk's head, and condensing into a golden cloud that floated endlessly.

Vaguely, Chen Zhi even saw figures of people on top of the clouds, and heard murmurs, as if there were many Buddha Lords sitting on it, calling the Buddha's name.

"Everything depends on human effort, and momentum comes from the gathering of people. Only by uniting will can a city be built. No matter whether it is a country or a sect, it must have a mass foundation. It comes from the masses and goes to the masses. Only by coming back and forth, and complementing each other, can destiny be built." , hold your feet firmly, so this golden luck actually represents not sectarian doctrine, but the foundation of the world, and the human heart!"

Looking at the golden cloud on the old monk's head, Chen Zhi knew that it was not realistic to completely drive away Buddhism. It would be better to stay, study and learn its techniques, and wait for opportunities to transform them, which was a feasible solution.

"What the old monk said just now is actually quite explicit. For believers like them, a person's life, death, honor or disgrace is actually irrelevant. What they want is for Buddhism itself to live forever, take root in China, and let their Thoughts are passed on and become eternal! The body will decay and the achievements will disappear, but no matter how distorted the thoughts are, they can still survive. It is like a kind of eternal life after practice. When a person's thoughts mature, take shape, and then spread to the world, they will It is equivalent to copying one's own will into countless copies, covering the minds of others. In this way, what others do is to practice this person's words and deeds. Isn't this an eternal person?"

　Thanks to "Mowen 1984" for the reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)