When he heard about the matter of becoming the next abbot, Bai Qinghan hurriedly said: "Don't delay it. I don't know how long I can delay it because of my body. It's better to decide the important matters in the family as soon as possible."
The elder of the preceptor said: "What the abbot said is absolutely true. So according to the abbot, who is more qualified to be the next leader?"
Bai Qinghan was sweating when he asked this question. He had never been a monk in the Shaolin Temple and only knew a few people. How could he know who was qualified?
He threw the hot potato back again: "What do you two think?"
The elder of the Context Hall lamented: "It is really difficult to find someone as suitable as Shi Xin. Shi Yuan is too casual, and he is also a literary monk. It is not appropriate for a literary monk to be an abbot. But no matter how you say it, he is better than Shi He."
Well... look at Shihe today... he just scared me... I don't think he listens to anyone except the abbot and his master. Shihe is just like a wild horse, unruly and too surly.
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The elder of the Discipline Dean also said: "That's right. Right now, there are two people who are the most qualified, but they are so incompatible. I'm afraid that if one is chosen, the other will also have a problem. If we choose from juniors, it seems a little inappropriate.
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Bai Qinghan said: "How about choosing one of you two?"
The expressions of the two elders changed slightly and they said: "Brother Abbot, please don't make such a joke. There are many affairs in the courtyard, and we are exhausted mentally and physically. How can we still be able to take up the position of head again?"
In fact, they don't want to pick up this mess. It's not that easy to be the abbot of a temple. They are all old and it is not easy for them to perform their respective duties. They are unable to take on this important position.
Besides, everyone has seen what happened today. The arrogant Shihe doesn’t take the two elders seriously at all. Even if the elder is promoted to abbot, Shihe may not buy their fault. In that case, what the abbot did
Wouldn't it be embarrassing?
The three of them were silent for a while, and then the elder of the Discipline Dean said: "Why don't we... let's test the two of them? Shaolin is so big and there are so many disciples, there must be someone who takes the overall situation into consideration. I don't expect the future abbot to be able to do that."
A senior fellow like the abbot, who is both civil and military and tactful in dealing with things, must at least have some prestige among his disciples."
The elder of Context Hall said: "Exactly. What's more important is that the heart must be kind. We are monks and we should not be aggressive and aggressive, let alone follow other sects in the world. Our Shaolin is a temple first and then a sect. There are always
It’s a matter of priority.”
Bai Qinghan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say. But, how should we test the two of them?"
The Master of Discipline said: "Brother Abbot, do you think this is good..."
The elder of the Discipline Dean leaned into Bai Qinghan's ear and whispered. Bai Qinghan's frown gradually relaxed, and finally said: "That's it!"
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Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Bai Qinghan's life was not comfortable these days. Even when he went to bed at night, he had to pretend to be a bitter master.
The sun was very bright that day, so Bai Qinghan called Ruyi to visit Shi Yuan.
Shi Yuan recovered well and was able to get off the ground. However, both of his eye circles were bruised by Shi He's injuries, and his body was swollen and fat, making him look like a hairless giant panda.
"Master! Master, why are you here! How dare I let Master come to visit me! Well, there is also Master Ruyi!" Shi Yuan stood up in a hurry, let the two of them into the room, and poured tea and water for them.