Chapter 1458: Knocking on the Mountain to Shock the Tiger
Fang Jun was riding on the horse, leaning slightly, and a powerful aura enveloped the debate machine.
Princess Gaoyang was frightened. She knew Fang Jun's temper. She would dare to hit the prince if he got angry, let alone a monk who looked thin and weak.
She doesn't care if she gets beaten or not, but she cares about Fang Jun's thoughts!
We are innocent. If Fang Jun misunderstood that we came to have a private meeting with the monk, wouldn't it be a big injustice?
Princess Gaoyang's beauty turned pale, and she quickly said from the carriage: "You need to misunderstand, Erlang. I asked my father to go to Zhuangzi to find you. I just happened to meet the master of debate here. After exchanging a few words, it's not you."
That’s what I thought!”
Bianji did not panic under Fang Jun's pressure. Although he knew that compared to his strength, he might not even be considered a scumbag in front of Fang Jun, but he did not think that Fang Jun dared to confront him in public.
The eminent monk took action.
In terms of fame and prestige, I far surpass Fang Jun!
There was a faint smile on Bianji's delicate and handsome face, and his thin back was straight. He tried his best to look indifferent and calm in front of the beauty in his heart. He clasped his hands and said: "The fist is in the donor's hand. The donor wants to
Whoever you want to hit, just hit him, who can stop him? As for whether the Buddha recognized the young monk, he did not bother the donor. The young monk painstakingly studied the Buddha and was lucky enough to get a glimpse of the great road. He has his own connection with the Buddha and the way of heaven. Even if his body dies and his soul is destroyed,
As long as there is still a shred of spiritual wisdom left, the Buddha will naturally recognize the young monk."
"Haha!" Fang Jun said sarcastically: "The so-called eminent monks are the ones who quarrel with young women on the roadside, and then argue about right and wrong and show off their words?"
Bian Ji said calmly: "Buddha's Dharma is exquisite, and there are three thousand avenues, all of which are destined to be Buddhas. I, the Buddha, am merciful and can save those who are destined to me. When the young monk saw that the female donor was destined to the Buddha, why not give her some enlightenment? In the eyes of my Buddha, form is nothingness.
, Emptiness is color, there is no distinction between men and women, let alone young and old, the donor has the form."
At this time, pedestrians gradually noticed the confrontation on the roadside.
The domineering Fang Jun riding on the horse, and the handsome Bian Ji standing under the tree, are all the people in Chang'an City. I don't know how many people know them, but some people who know them recognize them and are surprised.
There was a tense atmosphere, so I came over to watch the fun.
After hearing what Bian Ji said, everyone nodded secretly.
He is worthy of being one of the few eminent monks in Chang'an City who has attained enlightenment. His level of Buddhism is very high. Look at what he said. He is very well-founded in quoting scriptures.
In the eyes of monks, what is the difference between men and women?
This Fang Erlang has always been domineering, and he clearly wants to find trouble. He can tell the difference between high and low at a glance. Let's see what he says!
Fang Jun sneered: "In that case, let me ask you, is His Highness beautiful?"
Princess Gaoyang's pretty face was dizzy, she was very embarrassed, but she was a little happy in her heart. Since Fang Jun asked this, then she must be beautiful in his eyes?
The melon-eaters who were watching also became energetic. Oops, is there a His Highness in this carriage?
Since Fang Jun is not merciful to this monk here, he must be Princess Gaoyang, and now there is a lot of excitement!
Bianji was stunned for a moment, then replied with an expression on his face: "In the eyes of a poor monk, pink is like a skeleton. There are only good and evil in the world, never beauty or ugliness."
"Hate——"
There were boos everywhere, and the onlookers were all dissatisfied with Bianji's slippery answer. After all, it's no different from you not saying anything.
Fang Jun really laughed out loud this time. What else could he say to a monk who was so oily?
He jumped off the horse and walked to the defense machine in a few steps.
Xi Junmai naturally followed closely. Although he did not think that this handsome monk was his rival, he would not let the Marquis go into danger alone just in case.
Fang Jun is not very tall, but his shoulders are broad, his back is thick, and his limbs are slender. His whole body is as powerful as a vigorous leopard. Standing in front of the delicate and thin Bian Ji, his momentum is completely crushed!
Bian Ji also felt a little guilty. Looking at Fang Jun's aggressive look, he quickly said: "Donor, please don't misunderstand me. The young monk just met His Highness by chance. He invited Your Highness to have free time another day and listen to the young monk reciting the Dharma. His karma has been eliminated..."
When Fang Jun heard this, he became even more angry: "Are you still asking her out?"
Furious, the more he looked at the monk, the more displeased he became, so he raised his hand and punched him.
His big-mouthed fist hit Bianji's face, and his handsome face was immediately covered with peach blossoms, causing his nose to bleed violently.
Bianji screamed miserably, took a few steps back, covered his bleeding nose and looked at Fang Jun in disbelief.
Princess Gaoyang exclaimed "Ah", stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and looked at Fang Jun in disbelief, who was showing his fierceness.
"The young monk is a monk, how dare you hit me?"
The debate machine is still unbelievable.
Over the years, his reputation in the Buddhist world has been at an all-time high. Even the powerful and powerful princes were polite to him and asked for advice humbly. When have you ever encountered such a vulgar person who would hit someone without even saying a word?
In his opinion, he is a monk with a pure heart and ascetic desires. Although it is inappropriate to stop a woman on the road, since he is entrusted with the purpose of exchanging Buddhist teachings, it is naturally justified. No matter how dissatisfied he is, he still has to worry about the impact, right?
How can you hit someone...
Fang Jun sneered and pressed forward step by step: "Why, a monk can't beat you?"
Bianji covered his nose and stepped back step by step, but felt that the other party's momentum completely enveloped him, as if he would pounce on him again the next moment and give him a severe beating. He quickly said: "A monk lives in peace with the world, has a pure heart, and lives his life with few desires.
You only seek the righteous path of Buddha, and you are so cruel, it is really too much!"
"What a person who has nothing to do with the world, what a person who is pure and stoic!"
Fang Jun himself has no discrimination or opinions about Buddhism, Taoism or even any religion. This is just other people's beliefs. Which god they want to believe in is completely their freedom and does not interfere with other people's affairs. What does it have to do with you?
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But in ancient Buddhism, that was not the case at all.
These temples, whether Taoist temples or Taoist temples, continue to seek the name of the Buddha, collect offerings from believers, and make a lot of money! This is not all, there are countless properties under the name of various temples and Taoist temples, and the connections are wide. The most important thing is
, these monks have countless fields, but they don’t have to pay taxes!
"You so-called monks, relying on their right to tax exemption and immunity, have made monasteries a place outside the law. For ordinary people, if they transfer their real estate to the monastery in the form of donation or sale, they only need to pay a certain amount of money.
Land rent can be exchanged for the protection of the temple and exemption from taxes and labor. This is a loophole in the system and law, and it is understandable in the first place. But behind such an exchange, the monks in the temple can get part of it out of thin air without paying much price.
Land can also provide a group of free labor force. Only in Guanzhong, the temples are extremely magnificent, there are more than 100,000 monks and nuns, and the assets are abundant. The counties and counties where they are located are indescribable. Don’t you monks recite the Dharma and guide people all day long?
Goodness means driving the land, farming and weaving to make a living, selling and selling property, buying and selling land, and lending money and pawning! What is the difference between you and the peddlers and pawns in the market? If you can fight ruffians and scoundrels, you can fight them anyway.
Not a monk like you?"
This righteous and stern rebuke made Bian Ji lose his mind and look confused...
In fact, what Fang Jun said is not universal.
As the saying goes, there are all kinds of birds in the forest. Since Buddhism is a part of secular society, it is inevitably contaminated with secular habits. It has never been a pure land. Maybe some eminent monks can really transcend the world, but most monks are still in the secular world.
One of them fantasizes about the purity of Buddhism, but it is just wishful thinking that distance creates beauty.
However, these monks do exist. No matter how profound the Dharma is and how pure the Buddha's heart is, it is impossible to prevent these things from happening.
In a sense, he himself is also a member of the vested interests...
How can he argue with this?
The people who were watching sympathized with Bianji at first. After all, the monk was very famous and handsome, and people naturally sympathized with the weak. Seeing Fang Jun crushing Bianji with all his eyes and majesty, naturally there were some who shared the same hatred and hatred.
psychology.
But after Fang Jun said this, the situation immediately changed!
Someone shouted: "Good scolding! These kind-hearted and wise people are actually more evil than those rich people! Last year, my house collapsed due to a snowstorm. Seeing that it was difficult to make it through the New Year, I went to the temple to borrow five guan of money to make ends meet. These
Not only did the monk ask for more than 20 acres of land worth ten guan as pledge, but the interest rate was more than three levels higher than what was available on the market! Why can't we beat these monks who are pretending to be cultivators of Buddhism?"