"There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness and death, separation from love, meeting with hate, not being able to seek what you want, and the five yin being strong.
Birth, old age, illness and death are easy to understand. The suffering of love and separation means that people who love each other often separate. The suffering of hating means that people who don't like, annoy and hate often meet and stay together. The suffering of not being able to get what you want means not being able to get what you want. The suffering of the five yin raging is the suffering
The five desires of form, feeling, thought, action, and consciousness are very strong, burning people like fire and making them feel very miserable.
The first four kinds of these sufferings are mainly physical, which change from physical to mental. The last four are mainly mental, and the suffering of love and the suffering of lovesickness are often accompanied by the suffering of hatred and hatred. They are also derived from the suffering of not being able to seek and the suffering of the five yin being blazing.
When I say that life is suffering, I don’t mean that there is nothing bad about it, it just means that there are these five kinds of suffering, and no one is immune to them, regardless of men and women, old and young, rich or poor, noble or humble..."
"Master, you said that no one can avoid this kind of pain, so how do saints avoid these disasters? I heard that saints can open up righteousness and be happy for tens of millions of years without any worries. Is this true?"
"The poor monk has been traveling around the world for three years, and everything he sees and hears is full of pain. He cannot see the truly happy people in the world. The wiser he is, the more painful he is. The more pain and worry he sees, the more profound he will be.
, no one can be liberated.”
Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded, and was very polite to the eminent monk in front of him. The Zhao family actually did not believe in Buddha. Their ancestral temple also enshrined Taoist ancestor gods, but he could not help but respect the monk in front of him.
It was this monk who traveled all the way carrying a strange-looking shovel, saving lives and healing the wounded along the way. Bao Zheng discovered in Yingtian Mansion that this monk spared no effort to help the victims, and would rather chew grass roots himself than give the saved food to the hungry victims.
He organized the monks and temples in Yingtian Mansion and formed a huge disaster relief team, which gave the government the greatest help when the disaster was the worst. Without their strong support, many victims would not have been able to wait until Yun Zheng left Guangnan.
Bring food.
So Bao Zheng wrote to the emperor, asking the emperor to reward these monks who played an important role in disaster relief.
Zhao Zhen didn't pay attention to the monk at first. He just wanted to say a few words of praise and let the monk leave. After he met with the monk, he realized that this fat monk was really a wise man in the world, and his words made sense.
It was fundamentally different from the other monks I had met, so I said a few more words without realizing it.
"Your Majesty, something bad has happened, Marquis Wenxin has gone crazy!" Zou Tong said breathlessly after hurriedly walking into the hall.
Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment and said: "Crazy? How did he become crazy? And why did he become crazy?"
Zou Tong knelt on the ground and said quickly: "Marquis Wenxin was waiting well for His Majesty's summons. He also talked about peace affairs and participated in political affairs. It was no problem. I heard that he had made an appointment with his teacher Lu Qingyuan to visit tomorrow.
Agreement.
As a result, Marquis Wenxin took the wrong step in the Flower Hall. He should have gone to the left and went to the right. After being corrected by his teacher Lu Qingyuan, he planned to go to the left again. As a result, the censor Liu Du and others began to accuse Marquis Wenxin of not speaking properly.
I heard it, but Marquis Wenxin went crazy."
Zhao Zhen frowned and asked, "What was the result?"
"I don't know whether the six supervisory censors are alive or dead..."
"What?"
Zhao Zhen was shocked. He never expected that the situation would be so serious. He wanted to rush over immediately to see what was going on. If the supervisory censor died, this would definitely be the biggest scandal since the founding of the Song Dynasty.
Thinking of this, he said to the monk: "Master Wugou, please go to Xiangguo Temple to rest for now and listen to the master's lectures another day."
Monk Wugou stood up, clasped his hands and saluted, saying: "Good, good, the poor monk was a step too late in the end, which resulted in such a tragic disaster. The poison of violence has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. I hope that my Buddha's mercy can protect him from this disaster."
Zhao Zhen glanced at Monk Wugou and said, "Master, why did you say this?"
Wugou saluted again: "The poor monk came to the capital this time not for His Majesty's commendation, but for Yun Zheng. As early as when he was in Shuzhong, Yun Zheng's desire to kill people was already very strong. His way of solving things
There is only one word, and that is kill! But later he studied with Mr. Peng Li and used the saint's gentle words and righteousness to barely suppress the evil thoughts in his heart. If he concentrated on reading, the benevolence and kindness in the book would slowly calm the murderous intention in his heart. It is a pity that he
Then he went to Xixia. The poor monk was worried that he would cause massacres and hurriedly followed him to Xixia. As a result, he was a step too late and he had already caused endless massacres in Xixia.
After returning to the Song Dynasty, the poor monk wanted to speak to him and explain his inner demons, but he happened to encounter bandits in Kongtong Mountain. Yun Zheng, who had improved slightly, led his troops to fight with the bandits. In the battle at Kongtong Mountain, corpses piled up in the valley, so that
The water flow is blocked.
The poor monk's previous efforts were all in vain. At that time, Yun Zheng could be called a Shura King specializing in killing people. The murderous intention in his heart was so overwhelming that it almost reached an unstoppable level. When he returned to Shu, the poor monk spent more than three months living with him day and night.
He recited sutras and preached Dharma every day, and in the process he gave birth to a child. So he thanked the Buddha for his kindness, and his subordinates killed the thieves in Shu on his behalf and benefited the people of Shu. He had nothing to do with such killings and calamities."
Zhao Zhen didn't wait for Wugou to finish, and said coldly: "In the end, he went to Guangnan to quell the rebellion, and turned into a murderous demon king again in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood?"
Wugou nodded and said: "That's right. When the poor monk saw Yun Zheng in Xiangyang, he had already become a demon king, with a murderous intention in his heart. Although he concealed it very well, the poor monk could still see a trace of madness in his eyes.
.Such a murderous demon king is not a blessing to the Song Dynasty. Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible."
Zhao Zhen's body trembled, he looked at Wugou and said, "You want me to kill him?"
Monk Wugou saluted and said: "Now that he has been deeply possessed by the devil, I am afraid that the poor monk will be unable to save him. Killing him will also be a relief for him. The poor monk is willing to chant sutras for him for three years and help him reach bliss as soon as possible."
world."
Zhao Zhen glanced at Wugou and said to Comrade Zou: "Send Master out of the palace!"
Wugou didn't say much. After saluting again, he left the hall. Zhao Zhen looked at Wugou's leaving back and smiled bitterly: "Yun Zheng, you really have enemies all over the world."
Before Zhao Zhen could go to Buhua Hall, Pang Ji and others had already arrived in front of Zhao Zhen. Han Qi recounted the scene to the emperor again. When Zhao Zhen heard that although Liu Du, Feng Yue and others were seriously injured, they were not alive.
When he was worried, even he himself breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.
"How should this matter be handled? Is there any precedent in the Song Dynasty?" Zhao Zhen's cold voice sounded in the hall.
Pang Ji left his post and announced: "It will be a hundred years since the founding of our dynasty, and we have yet to blatantly beat up the censor. This is the first case. I believe that we should be severely punished to serve as a warning to others."
"How to punish him severely? Just now a monk told me that Yun Zheng has become a demon and his murderous intention cannot be contained. He should be killed quickly. What do you think?"
Pang Ji was stunned for a moment and said: "Censor Liu Du was also at fault for this incident. How can we put all the blame on Marquis Wenxin? Besides, according to our laws of the Song Dynasty, Yun Zheng's crime will not lead to death."
Zhao Zhen's expression softened a little and he said, "Follow Yun Zheng and enter the palace to defend yourself!"
"Your Majesty, Yun Zheng is very mad. It is not appropriate to see him at this time. It is better to imprison Yun Zheng in Dali Temple and ask him again after he regains his consciousness." The person who came out to speak was none other than Pu Wang Zhao Yunrang.
"Let him come to the palace and let me see how crazy he is." Zhao Zhen ignored King Pu's suggestion and ordered the guards to bring Yun Zheng up.
Not long after, Yun Zheng came up with his hands tied behind his back. After paying homage to the emperor, he stood aside and looked up at the caisson of the main hall without saying a word. There was not even a hint of sadness or joy on his face.
"Speak! I'm listening. The majestic Yunhui General Wenxinhou beat six unarmed censors in the palace, causing them all to be injured. Wenxinhou, you are so majestic!"
Seeing the emperor's question, Yun Zheng replied helplessly: "The guilty minister came into the palace today. Firstly, he wanted to ask your majesty for a favor and let the veterans of Wu Shengjun return home. Secondly, he wanted to talk to your majesty about Duke Di, but he went astray. When I walked into the Flower Hall, I was insulted by the imperial censor. I couldn't hold it back and took action. Now that the matter has come to this, I have nothing to say. I can do whatever I want to do with me. Your Majesty, for the sake of Wu Shengjun, an old soldier of Wu Shengjun, fights fiercely for the country. Let them return home."
Yun Zheng's nonchalant attitude made Zhao Zhen happy. He chuckled and said, "Now that you are a mud bodhisattva and cannot save yourself when crossing the river, do you still have the time to intercede for others?"
Yun Zheng shook his head and said: "My family knew about my family affairs. After Guangnan returned, it was difficult to control the murderous intention in the guilty minister's heart. In order to prevent himself from making mistakes, he immediately handed over Wu Shengjun. At the return ceremony, he heard The common people ridiculed Wu Shengjun's words, and Wei Chen almost ordered the army to attack him. At that time, he was afraid that something would go wrong, so he quickly left the scene. These days, he was behaving badly at home and gambling wildly in the homes of noble generals, just to eliminate the murderous intention.
I originally thought about suppressing my murderous intention for a while and meeting His Majesty again, but there was no way. If the matter of Wu Shengjun's veterans was not resolved, they would be scattered to various military camps. Di Gong would also be in trouble when he returned from Dali Kingdom. , if you don’t go out, you will be sorry for your robe and have to go to the palace, but something will happen.”
Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment and said, "Is this really happening?"
Yun Zheng nodded and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this is indeed the case. You only need to ask the veterans who have returned from the battlefield to know that what I said is true. The energy and spirit of those entering the battlefield are highly tense and they are always on alert. State, among the veterans who returned from Wu Sheng's army, there must be some who don't want to sleep in tents, but like to sleep on trees. Many people can't sleep at all without someone standing guard. They can't have a moment of peace without a crossbow and knife in their hands. As long as someone comes close behind them, , will launch an attack involuntarily.
Wei Chen is different from those soldiers. It may be because of the commander. As long as he is provoked, he will fight back immediately. He will feel uncomfortable if he does not kill his opponent. Fortunately, he is in the palace today. Wei Chen is unarmed and can only use his fists to greet him. If Outside, the ministers would first attack with crossbows, then throw gunpowder bombs, and finally chop off their heads with knives." (To be continued)