The moment Qin Yu stepped onto the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on him. Some were confused, some were surprised, but most of them were questioning.
"So young, is this Mr. Qin Yuqin?"
"It should be so. He just looks so nice, so he shouldn't be a Hong Konger like us."
"Coming from the mainland? Are they the princes?"
"How is it possible? Those princes are all in their forties or fifties. How can they be princes? The third generation is almost the same, but the third generation can't be treated so seriously by Mr. Zheng."
The crowd in the audience were whispering, and Qin Yu's sharp ears caught most of the discussion. Hearing these comments, Qin Yu glanced at Mr. Zheng beside him, feeling a little helpless. Needless to say, tomorrow,
Regarding his identity and origin, it will arouse the attention and investigation of the entire upper class in Hong Kong.
"Mr. Qin, it's time for you to speak."
King Detian on the side saw Qin Yuguang standing in front of the microphone and said nothing, so he whispered a reminder. Qin Yu unconsciously cleared his throat and coughed, and then he realized that he was no different from Mr. Zheng and the others.
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At this time, Qin Yu finally understood why officials or leaders coughed several times before speaking. This was to highlight themselves, and secondly, to tell everyone that he was about to speak.
"I'm not from Hong Kong, but I've heard a little bit about this charity gala. There are too many injustices in this world. Sometimes we can't do anything to change it, but when we absorb the wealth that this society has given us, we still...
There are a group of people struggling to survive.”
"Concerning charity, let me share a story with you first." Qin Yu looked at the audience. Since he was pushed to the shelf, he always had something to say.
In a mountain village primary school, there was a female teacher from a big city. She often went to a farmhouse not far from the school to buy eggs.
The seller was an old lady who was over sixty years old. She asked the female teacher to negotiate a price, and the female teacher settled on 5 cents each. In fact, the female teacher secretly raised the price by 5 cents. The eggs from the female teacher's hometown cost 4.5 cents.
How many.
The female teacher thought that the old man was pitiful because he had no children and only relied on a few chickens to support himself, so he gave him 5 cents more for each egg. This old lady was pitiful. The female teacher thought to herself: Just be a small donor!
The strange thing is that the old lady neither bargained nor counter-offered, and the deal was settled. After buying for a while, the female teacher felt that the old lady was really pitiful, so she unilaterally raised the price by 5 cents, to 50 cents for an egg.
Points. This time the old lady spoke up and refused to raise the price, but the female teacher insisted on raising the price unilaterally. After a long stalemate, the old lady finally accepted.
That day, the female teacher went to the old lady to buy eggs as usual. She met an egg seller and negotiated with the old lady. The egg seller offered 60 cents an egg and wanted to take away all the eggs, but the old lady refused.
The egg seller said that the price was high enough, and it was the same price in the mountains. The old lady said, it was not because of the price, but because these eggs were sold to the teacher, who came so far to teach here, and the children needed her.
The teacher was stunned for a moment. He thought he was a benefactor, but he didn't expect that the real benefactor was an old lady...
"In my eyes, I think charity is giving without expecting anything in return, but in fact, charity also pays off. This female teacher is an example."
Qin Yu looked at the crowd and found that many people in the audience had been attracted by the story he just told and fell into deep thought. He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and continued:
"In the book "Zuo Zhuan", there is the most appropriate definition of the word charity: charity is love, coming from the heart, and kindness is given to property.
And this is equivalent to what Buddhism talks about cultivating merit. I believe everyone should be familiar with merit. In fact, charity is also a kind of accumulating merit. Many people may think that the so-called accumulating merit is nothing more than a kind of accumulating merit.
This is a deceptive saying. How can this person have any past or present life? When a person dies, he is just a touch of loess, but a hundred things are over."
As soon as Qin Yu said this, many people in the audience showed approval, especially young people. These young people grew up in a scientific environment and did not pay attention to the so-called merits.
, thinking that was just nonsense.
"But what I want to tell you is that sometimes merit is not necessarily accumulated for the next life. Merit is more accumulated for this life." At this point, Qin Yu paused and saw many people in the audience showing disapproval.
With an expression on his face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a meaningful smile, he looked at Mr. Zheng and said:
"I believe everyone may think that I am deceiving and talking nonsense. No one can see merit. If you are developed, you can use the virtues accumulated by your ancestors and past lives to deceive you. If you are poor, you must have committed too many sins in previous lives.
To explain, this is a question that cannot be proven mathematically."
"But today I can prove to you that merit is real. Mr. Zheng, can you come up here?"
As soon as Qin Yu said this, there was an uproar below. There were some who didn't believe it, some who questioned it, and some who were watching with curiosity, but none of them believed Qin Yu.
Merit, they are too familiar with this thing. As a successful businessman, it is inevitable that some monks from the temple will come to make connections and donate incense money. There are also some local festivals, they have donated money, and most of the time, they have
It is in the name of accumulating merit, but after so many years, they have not felt the existence of merit, and of course they do not take it to heart. Most of the time, they donate money just to gain a reputation, and
Satisfy your vanity.
Just like in ancient China, when you make money abroad, become a high official, return to your hometown in fine clothes, build bridges and pave roads, in fact, the biggest purpose is to show off. Of course, in the name of accumulating merit to the outside world, the so-called fine clothes are not returned.
The countryside is like walking in brocade clothes at night, this is the traditional thinking of the Chinese people.
And now, Qin Yu told them that merit really exists and can be felt in this life. If it weren't for Qin Yu who mentioned it together with the four old people, I'm afraid they would have regarded Qin Yu as a person.
He's crazy, he talks nonsense.
Mr. Zheng got Qin Yu's invitation. Although he didn't know what Qin Yu was going to do, he still cooperated and walked to the middle of the high platform and stood next to Qin Yu.
"Everyone must be familiar with Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng has been passionate about charity in his life. He has helped and sponsored countless children and poor families. He has accumulated countless merits. I can now let everyone see that Mr. Zheng
The merits of old age.”
"See my merits?" Mr. Zheng was also a little surprised. Although he admired Qin Yu's attainments in metaphysics, it was the first time he had heard of Qin Yu's achievements in metaphysics, but it was the first time he had heard of it.
Seeing himself, he was also looking forward to it at this time.
"I have to ask the host to help me prepare two pieces of cardboard, one black and one white, and just cut them into circles."
After hearing Qin Yu's instructions, King Detian said a few words to the staff. After a while, the staff brought over two pieces of cardboard, one white and one black, which were just as big as a washbasin.
Qin Yu pasted the black cardboard on the wall, and then asked Mr. Zheng to walk to the wall. His head happened to be at the same height as the cardboard.
"Please turn off the lights in the hall."
"Crack!"
The lights went out, and the entire hall fell into darkness. In the darkness, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with light, he bit the white paper in his mouth, and quickly formed a hand seal with his hands.
After completing the fingerprints, Qin Yu took the white paper in his mouth and began to slowly move it towards the black paper on the wall, slowly starting to overlap with the black paper.
When the white paper and the black paper finally fit together, a burst of exclamation suddenly broke out among the crowd, and everyone's eyes were fixed on this direction, because on the white paper, at this time, a line with three characters appeared.
A halo of color.
The three-color halo emits light, allowing everyone to see Mr. Zheng in the halo. It is as if the three-color halo is emanating from the back of Mr. Zheng's head, somewhat similar to those seen on TV.
When the gods and bodhisattvas appear, there are those haloes behind them.
The most anxious person at the scene was Mr. Zheng. He couldn't see behind him. Although he felt there was light behind him, because he couldn't see it and listened to the exclamations at the scene, Mr. Zheng felt itchy in his heart.
He really wanted to look back and see what happened behind him, which would surprise everyone. However, Qin Yu did not speak, but Mr. Zheng did not dare to look back. He was afraid that if he turned around, he would disrupt Qin Yu's rhythm.
"The three-color halo that you see is the result of the accumulation of merit. Don't underestimate these three-color halo. Those who have one halo are people with extremely profound merits. With three haloes, there are probably less than a hundred people in the entire world.
, with the existence of these three haloes, Mr. Zheng will have no accidents in his life, and any obscure things must be avoided."
"If there can be a colorful halo, then it is a person with immeasurable merit. This kind of person is a living god during his lifetime, immune to all diseases. After death, he enters the underworld, and Yama in the underworld personally welcomes him. He is reincarnated in the next life and is allowed to choose whatever he chooses.
Give it to someone else."
Qin Yu's words made many people in the audience shine with burning eyes. Among them, especially Mr. Guo and the other three old men, the three of them looked at Mr. Zheng with eyes filled with envy.
However, no one saw that Qin Yu had a mischievous look on his face when he said these words. When he asked the waiter to turn on the light again, his expression instantly became extremely serious.
The lights turned on, and the halo behind Mr. Zheng's head disappeared, but this strange phenomenon was still lingering in everyone's mind. Many people already had their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.
"You can use the method I used to check how much merit you have. If there is no halo behind your head, it does not mean that you have no merit. It just means that the degree of accumulation of merit is not enough to achieve a qualitative change and show a halo.