Jie Ai poured a bowl of water for Master, and after bowing, he sat across from him and asked to translate the scriptures.
However, Jie Ang was unable to calm down, so he asked: "Didn't Master say that Mr. Bai and the others might want to suggest that the Buddhist fields pay taxes? Why didn't Master remind Uncle Shi?"
Zhiren stopped writing and said: "They have this idea, but they may not be able to achieve it."
He smiled and said: "Actually, this method is not bad. Unfortunately, there are many Buddhist temples in the world, and since ancient times, monks have been outside the world of mortals. This method may not be feasible."
Jie Ang: "Master agrees with this method?"
Zhiren sighed and said, "I don't agree. Your uncle is right. We need more time to study Buddhism, but he did something wrong. The expansion of Buddhist temples is not beneficial to the people."
He said: "This method may not be possible, but at least it will restrain the greedy Buddhist temples."
Obviously, he also thought that Huguo Temple was too greedy.
Zhiren took off the Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist, slid them slowly, and recited the scriptures silently in his mind. After a while, he said: "Jie Ji, my teacher is currently translating the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", and I found that some of the sutras have more meaning than I read.
The more I don’t understand, that’s why I want to go to the Western Regions to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. Are you willing to go with me as my teacher?”
Jie said angrily, "Disciple is willing, but I'm afraid my uncle won't let me go."
Zhiren said: "Tao is the only thing in the world. To promote Buddhism, we must promote Buddhism correctly. I will convince him."
Monk Zhiren suddenly blinked at Jiehe and said with a smile: "Even if we can't be persuaded, we have other ways to leave, right?"
Jie Ang: "...Yes!"
Zhiren smiled with satisfaction.
"Master, will they read the scriptures you gave them?"
"It's okay to look at it, and it's okay not to look at it."
"But there is an annotation written by you on it. If they don't read it, wouldn't it be like a pearl covered in dust?"
Zhiren said nonchalantly: "That's just my superficial knowledge. It's not a pearl, so how can it be covered in dust?"
He added: "They are not people who waste their time. If they don't read Buddhist scriptures, they will also read other books and do other things. That's enough. Propagate Buddhism and follow the circumstances. You can't be too demanding like your uncle."
Stop being angry and respond.
At this time, Man Bao, who had returned home, casually opened the three Buddhist scriptures while waiting for his junior brothers to set up pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
She casually turned to the "Surangama Sutra" and scanned down about ten lines. She couldn't help but continue reading. Then she looked at the small text annotations on the side and said: "This Buddhist sutra doesn't seem to be like this."
Wisdom."
Bai Shan stretched out his hand to take it and took a look at it. He also felt that it didn't look like Zhishen's. He asked doubtfully: "Could it be that people are not judged by their appearance? Have we misunderstood him?"
Bai Erlang: "That's impossible. Even though he looks kind and kind, he takes advantage of his appearance. In fact, I think he is just as irritable as me."
Bai Er feels this way, so it must be true.
Manbao clicked his tongue and said, "It is said that words are like people. If he is not a different kind of person, then this Buddhist scripture should be given by others."
Bai Shan turned back a page and said, "But he was right. The Shurangama Sutra looks good. You can take a look at it later when you have time."
Bai Erlang approached and asked, "Do you want to convert to Buddhism?"
Bai Shan pushed his head away and said, "You are the one who wants to convert to Buddhism."
He dropped the book in his hand, spread out a piece of white paper in front of him, and asked, "Who will write this book?"
Man Bao and Bai Erlang immediately studied the ink and handed the pen to each other. They smiled flatteringly and said: "You write, you write."
Bai Shan reached out and took the pen and said, "I'll write as I write. Man Bao will help me correct it later. Bai Er, you can copy it later."
Bai Er said there was no problem, but asked, "Whose book should I use?"
Bai Shandao: "Use our Bai Zhe."
He said: "This kind of thing is too hateful. It is not suitable for Man Bao to do it. I estimate that there is a high probability that this thing will not be done. But it can sound a wake-up call to the court, and it can also make the world's Buddhist temples and Taoists, and even the world
The nobles restrained themselves a little, which offended people very much."
"We are still just students in Chongwen Hall. We are in a humble position and have little power. The success we get will not have much impact. Even if someone holds a grudge, it won't last long."
"That's not necessarily the case," Bai Erlang said: "You are also famous, so I'm better. I'm not as famous as you, and I'm still a prince-in-law, so I should be more likable than you."
Man Bao immediately said: "Then if you are rejected by Buddhist temples and Taoist temples in the world, we will go in and burn incense for you."
Bai Shan:……
This was just a joke. Since it was the idea of the three of them and they all participated in the idea, they naturally signed it together.
However, Bai Shan believed that Zhezi had made the greatest contribution, so he insisted on being ranked first.
Regarding this kind of hatred, Man Bao and Bai Erlang never argued with him, and just let him go along with it.
Bai Shan glanced at them, then wrote down his name behind the folder Bai Erlang copied, and then handed the pen to Bai Erlang.
Bai Erlang, who only wanted to be ranked third, was stunned for a moment, then took the pen and wrote his name, and then said: "Actually, I heard that ranking second is the easiest thing for people to ignore."
Bai Shan: "Shut up."
If Man Bao hadn't insisted on sharing their difficulties, he actually wouldn't have wanted her to sign the fold.
After he finished writing the note, the sky was already full of glow outside. Bai Shan blew on it, dried the ink, put it away on the table, "Go back to the palace early tomorrow morning. Have you figured out how to deal with it?"
I'm talking about what happened last night.
What happened last night is neither big nor small, and the emperor will definitely want to ask questions.
Man Bao and Bai Erlang nodded together, "Don't worry, I couldn't even dream about what I was going to say last night."
Man Bao said: "My parents will set off early tomorrow morning. After seeing them off, we will enter the palace."
Then he had to get up before dawn. Mr. Bai and his wife followed suit, and Bai Erlang also wanted to deliver it, so he asked, "Send it to the city gate?"
"What are you thinking about? Just send them to the gate. When they get on the bus, we will ride into the palace."
The discussion was very good, but in the end Manbao had no chance to see them off. They had dinner in the evening, and someone from the palace urgently announced her entry into the palace.
Man Bao and the others were startled, and their first thought was, Princess Mingda and the others would not let the news slip, and the emperor would be furious and want to take her into the palace to teach her a lesson, right?
Bai Shan was also worried about this, so he stepped forward to bribe the chamberlain to inquire about the news. Mrs. Liu, who came over urgently after hearing the news, glared at him and asked the chamberlain, "Father-in-law, I don't know if I should bring a medicine box?"
"Of course I have to bring it with me. Doctor Zhou, hurry up. The car is already waiting outside."
Bai Shan and the others' hearts dropped instantly, and then lifted up slightly.
Zhou Lijun turned around and ran away, "Sister-in-law, I'm going to help you carry the medicine box."
So Man Bao asked the waiter, "Who are you treating?"
The chamberlain didn't hide it either, "It's the Queen Mother."
But there were too many, and there was not a word left. No matter how many times Man Bao asked, he didn’t dare to go into details. Man Bao didn’t force himself when he saw it.
However, before she left, she nodded to Bai Shan, Mr. Zhuang, and Mrs. Liu, saying nothing.