"Well said!" Li Mu said, stroking his hands: "It makes me feel relaxed and happy when I hear it. I can't help but want to clap my hands and applaud you, great monk. It makes sense, but there is something I don't understand. Master Abbot, may I ask,
Where did the high interest rates collected in an attitude of being responsible for the believers end up being used?"
"Of course it was used to repair the temple, provide food for the monks, etc."
"One more question, does the monk have no hands?"
Abbot Yongxin was a little confused about Li Mu's intentions. He looked at him cautiously and asked curiously: "Master Marquis, what does this mean? Don't we, who run the temple, not even have food to eat?"
"Of course you can't."
Abbot Yongxin was a little angry. The people watching seemed very unreasonable. There should be a limit to arrogance and domineering. You don't even let people eat. What's the point? Although the people didn't dare to stand up and speak out, they tolerated it.
They couldn't help but whisper. When Abbot Yongxin saw him, he felt even more confident and confident: "Master Marquis, I can't understand what you said. It's a natural thing to work and eat, right?
Does it mean that being a monk means you are guilty and you are not even allowed to eat?"
"No, you are quibbling, great monk." Li Mu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "It is indeed natural to work and eat. But it depends on whose food you eat, whether it is scholars, farmers, merchants, traders, or servants, who may have to work hard or put in effort.
It is natural to exchange rewards and use them for food to eat. But you monks, what you eat are the offerings of believers, and you put your hands into other people's pockets. How is this behavior any different from theft? It is just more high-sounding.
Please tell me, is it natural to steal or cheat something?"
Abbot Yongxin blushed and said, "How can worshipers' offerings be considered stealing? They are making offerings!"
"Oh?" Li Mu looked curious and said, "Master, please clarify, who are they supporting?"
"I am making offerings to the Buddha!"
"Then why should we make offerings to the Buddha?"
"This..." Abbot Yongxin often wanders around wealth and wealth, and is already unfamiliar with Buddhism. Of course, it is more than enough to fool ordinary people. However, in the face of Li Mu's accusation, he was worried that he had said something wrong.
Being used as the opponent's excuse, he hesitated for a moment and did not answer immediately. He wanted to find someone to answer for him. He looked back and saw that all the masters from Zhengdao Academy had just come out. He was determined in his heart. His own Dharma was not good enough.
Aren’t there some people who are good at this? These masters study Buddhism intensively every day, and no matter what they pick out, it is not something that a layman like Li Mu can ask.
Abbot Yongxin's eyes scanned the crowd and suddenly settled on a young monk. He said to Li Mu: "Master Hou, I have been studying Buddhism for many years. It is not fair for you to talk to me about Buddhism. Just by chance, a group of people from the Zhengdao Academy came.
Master Xuanzang is only a few years old. Since Lord Buddha is interested, why don't you talk to Lord Marquis about it, and we can just sit in and watch?"
Li Mu understood Abbot Yongxin's words. What he meant was that I, the abbot of Ci'en Temple, would lose my status by talking about Buddhism with you. If I find a young man to talk to you, and I win, it just shows your shallowness and ignorance.
, if the discussion fails, there is a way out, just say that this young monk has not studied Buddhism deeply, and find someone older to continue the discussion.
You can attack when you advance, you can defend when you retreat, and you have good calculations.
How could Li Mu give him such an opportunity? Just the name of Master Xuanzang made him feel slightly. Could this Xuanzang be the Xuanzang he knew? If so, it would be really a trouble. But when he thought about it, it was
So what, Xuanzang, who has not learned from the scriptures, may not be very powerful. In the final analysis, it is just a sophistry. As the best debater in Xidaogou No. 2 Primary School, how can he be afraid just because his opponent's debate friend has changed to a monk?
Already?
Li Mu snorted coldly, laughed three times, and said: "Master Abbot, don't bother, just sit down and talk about Taoism, it's a good thing. I, Li Mu, am extremely talented. Others have been studying for a lifetime. Why don't I just take a glance at it and talk about Buddhism? Come on?"
Come on, you all come together. If I run out of words and can't finish my words, it will be considered as my defeat. Not only will I no longer embarrass you Ci'en Temple, but I will also give you 100,000 guan of sesame oil money, how about that?!"
Come on, come on! The people who were watching heard the familiar "Three Loud Laughs" and their eyes widened a little. Everyone in Chang'an City knows this habit of Li Mu, and no one knows about it. "Three Loud Laughs"
After that, the Marquis will draw his sword!
Abbot Yongxin has lived in Chang'an for a long time, so he naturally knows this. But he is not afraid. When the two parties compete, whoever draws the right path will have the greatest advantage. The competition is about Buddhism, how can he still lose?
What's more, Master Xuanzang is not an ordinary person. He has been studying Buddhism since he was a child. He is a man of great wisdom. At a young age, he has learned about "Mahayana Sutra", "North and South Earth Theory", "Photography Theory" and other important
The Buddhist school has gained profound insights, but even an old monk in his seventies or eighties is often not as good as him.
Li Mu is just a layman, how can he be his opponent?
"Amitabha, Master Xuanzang, I'm in trouble." Abbot Yongxin recited the Buddha's name. Master Xuanzang returned the salute without saying a word, and stepped out from the crowd to stand in front of Li Mu.
Li Mu looked at Master Xuanzang. He was a young monk who looked no older than thirty years old. He had handsome features and a natural demeanor. He would be regarded as a handsome boy in future generations. Even if he lost his hair, it would not affect his grace. With
Compared with the pig head and pig brain of Abbot Yongxin, he is indeed more like a person who studies Buddhism.
"donor,"
The title also satisfied Li Mu, but he still asked: "Why did the Master call me the donor? I didn't hear what Abbot Yongxin called me? I am a military lord of the Tang Dynasty!"
Xuanzang said: "In Xuanzang's eyes, they are all the same. The Marquis is a benefactor, Your Majesty is also a benefactor, and the traffickers and foot soldiers are also benefactors. In the eyes of the Buddha, there is no distinction between high and low, and all living beings are equal."
A playful smile appeared at the corner of Li Mu's mouth, and he could tell with just one sentence that the master Xuanzang in front of him was very powerful. Li Mu didn't know whether his Buddhist teachings were profound or not, but this man was very simple, and he already knew it. It was like a
A nerd, he may be very good at academics, but he has no sophistry talent at all. He thought this was a discussion on Taoism, but he didn't know that Li Mu didn't want to talk about Buddhism with him at all.
At this point alone, he has already lost.
Li Mu was calm and said: "Then I would like to ask Master to clarify my doubts. The Buddha's clay body in the temple cannot be eaten or drunk, so why do we need to make offerings?"
For Xuanzang, this kind of question is no more difficult than one plus one, and he can answer it casually: "Making offerings does not mean that the Buddha needs to eat or drink, but it is a way for believers to practice and express their inner respect and respect for the Buddha."
Xuanzang's voice was very gentle, neither slow nor slow, and he spoke eloquently, which made people feel convinced: "There is a saying in Buddhism: "Repay four kinds of kindness." One of them is the kindness of the teacher. When studying Buddhism,
Buddha is the teacher and the aspiration of the heart. The relationship between believers and Buddha is naturally the relationship between teacher and student. Under the guidance of Buddha and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, we can light up the lamp of the heart and seek freedom, freedom and liberation.
.So, we not only have to pay respect and praise to them, but we also need to make offerings.”
Li Mu smiled even more, but did not interrupt Xuanzang's talk: "Practice requires cultivating three kinds of fields of blessing. The first is the field of kindness. We must know how to repay the kindness to those in the world who have been kind to us. The second is the field of respect.
Respect people in life who are worth learning from, such as teachers, Buddhas, helpful friends, and Bodhisattvas. The third is the field of compassion. We must have a compassionate and kind heart and help those in need."
"The donor asked why we need to make offerings. First, it is to express respect for Buddhas and Bodhisattvas; second, through offerings, we cultivate fields of blessing and increase our blessings; third, we eliminate greed in our hearts. Offerings and donations can help believers eliminate greed.
Greed and persistence in the heart. When you make offerings to the Buddha, you can get the best blessings, which is of great benefit to the practice of Buddhism. If you cultivate blessings in this life, you can achieve perfection in the next life."
All the monks nodded their heads. This answer can be regarded as a standard answer at the textbook level. Some people couldn't help but keep it in their hearts, thinking that they would answer like this when someone asks in the future.
"Master said it well!" Li Mu praised. Xuanzang's face did not show much joy and he just said lightly: "The donor is so complimentary."
"You're right," Li Mu's face turned cold: "It's indeed a ridiculous compliment!"
Xuanzang was not afraid and asked, "I wonder what the donor thinks is wrong?"
"There are so many things that are wrong, let me talk about the most superficial one first." Li Mu sneered and said, "Master just said that the Buddha guides practice and believers make offerings to the Buddha. This sounds nothing wrong, just like respecting the teacher in the world.
. But I have a question. Since we are making offerings to the Buddha, why are you monks the ones who enjoy these offerings? The Buddha could spend a penny of sesame oil, and the Buddha could take a bite of the fruits, vegetables, and melons. All of them went into the possession of you monks.
How virtuous and capable are you? Do you dare to falsely claim to be Buddha?! Do you deserve to enjoy the offerings made to the Buddha by believers?!"
After the words fell, there was silence!
How to answer this question? There is no answer!
To say yes is to compare oneself to the Buddha and to be arrogant. To say no is to admit that the temple does not need to be supported. Since there is no need to support, the money for sesame oil, land and taxes should be repaid, right? What else can be said?
Although Xuanzang had a peaceful mind and was not disturbed by the world, the matter was so closely related that he did not dare to take up the issue. He turned back to look at the masters behind him, but who is the fool? Who does not know the pros and cons? What if?
If they lose to themselves, not only will their statement be damaged, but they cannot afford to bear this eternal crime.
When Li Mu saw that Xuanzang did not reply, he continued: "I have not studied Buddhism deeply, so I casually flipped through two scriptures on the way here. But it doesn't matter, I have understanding. The so-called cultivation is about seeking the dharma of fate. I have no doubt about it."
He is a person who has the deepest connection with the Dharma. You ordinary people, even if you study for a lifetime, it is difficult to understand the truth, so it would be no harm for me to explain it to you today."
"You often say that all living beings are suffering, and I, the Buddha, are merciful. All suffering beings believe in the Buddha and seek salvation. But they don't know how to survive? The Buddha didn't say anything, but you monks say, come,
Give me your money, give me your land. The money and land are gone, but you still say, don’t you still have people? You can farm the land for me and just give me the income. Ha, I thought
I ask, why? You said you are accumulating blessings, but I want to say, so what if the blessings are not accumulated? As for the afterlife, I don’t know what it will be like in the afterlife. I only know that in this life, I am not living a happy life.
!”
"I believe in you because I want to get help, but what help? If there is a Buddha, the Buddha should save me from the sea of suffering, but you monks let all living beings enter the sea of suffering. I offer my respect and incense, hoping to get rid of the disaster.
But you told me that people in the world have many lives, are destined to be destined, and cannot go against the will of God. They can only cultivate blessings in this life for the future! How ridiculous this is! Just now, the Master also said that all living beings are equal? Why are Bodhisattvas and Arhats above the Mahavira Hall?
Dharma protectors and monks are also divided into three, six, and nine grades? Why did Abbot Yongxin call me 'Master Hou' when he saw me just now? I am blocking your door, and you can't do anything. But what if I am an ordinary citizen?
?I'm afraid you've already been sent to the Yamen at this time, right? His Majesty has decreed that you bald donkeys must obey orders. There is a newspaper seller on the next street. He asks you to do something. What will you do if you don't pay me? All living beings are equal, equal.
Where?"
"Ha! It's true. I have knelt before the Buddha for three thousand years and yet he has not felt pity for me when he saw me. There is no reason why the dust has covered the Buddha's eyes. It's because I didn't invest money in incense!"
Xuanzang broke into a cold sweat. He felt that something was wrong in his heart, but his thoughts were taken away by Li Mu and he could not find out what was wrong. The Buddha's heart, which had always been peaceful, began to become chaotic.
Li Mu let out a long sigh and said: "I look at Buddhism and encourage people to do good. I don't see anything wrong with it, but when I look at you thiefs and bald men, I feel disgusted. Buddhism is ruined in the hands of you greedy people.
! Now that I have thoroughly understood Buddhism, how can I sit back and watch these greedy people ruin the atmosphere of Buddhism? The stick of incense has been burned out, and it is time to clean up the door!"
"Li Mu, what are you going to do! You have no will, you..."
"No one can save you today! The sword in my hand is my will! If you dare to say one more thing, I'll kill you thief first!" Li Mu pointed his sword at Abbot Yongxin and shouted: "Jin Yiwei! Arrest people and raid the temple.
, investigate lawlessness! Anyone who disobeys will be killed immediately! If anything happens, I will be responsible for it!"
"As you command!"
A group of guards in golden uniforms were like wolves and tigers, and they were about to rush into Ci'en Temple.
"slow!"
"Who dares to stop me?" Li Mu turned around and looked in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a man walking slowly away from the crowd. Seeing this man, Changsun Chong said blankly: "Dad, why are you here?"
The person who came was none other than Changsun Wuji. When Abbot Yongxin saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and trotted to Changsun Wuji. He cried: "Uncle Guo, please make the decision for Ci'en Temple. Changsun Wuji does not
I ignored him, pushed him aside, walked to Li Mu, turned sideways and whispered: "Li Mu, you can't enter Ci'en Temple."
"reason."
"The queen doesn't want you to come in."
"Oh!"
Li Mu leaned close to Changsun Wuji's ear and said: "Don't say that I don't believe that the queen would say such a thing. Even if the queen is in front of her, I will copy it from Ci'en Temple today! Unless your majesty comes in person, removes my official position and accepts me.
Shang Fang’s sword, otherwise, no one’s face will be easy to use!”
Li Mu waved his hand, and two royal guards came to him.
"Uncle Guo, please take a rest. Jinyiwei, please do your work!"