The First Young Master of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1155 Bad news
"But the temples in Chang'an City are always the face of the Buddha, but now they have become like this, so the Buddha in people's hearts will also change its appearance and taste." Bian Ji said.

"The old man wears a quilted jacket, the stomach is full with light food, mends the holes to keep out the cold, and everything goes according to fate. Some people scold the old man, but the old man only says yes; Let him do it himself, I will save my energy, and he will have no troubles. This kind of paramita is a wonderful treasure. If you know this news, why not worry about it. People are not weak in heart, and people are not poor. Do it in the Tao, the world loves glory, but I don't want to see it, fame and fortune are always empty, and I have nothing to hate." Xuanzang folded his hands and read a passage from "Gatha of Maitreya Bodhisattva".

Bian Ji bowed his head and remained silent. He knew quite a lot about the allusions of Buddhist books. Now his master used such simple allusions to enlighten him. If you are not as firm as the master, you still don't have deep enough Buddha roots in your heart. In this way, no matter how erudite you are and how many scriptures you read, it is nothing but illusory, without roots, and cannot be rooted in your heart.

What Xuanzang and Bianji said really clarified Bianji. There is no need to force or change the outside view of Buddha. As long as you have goodness in your heart, you are a Buddha. If you have a Buddha in your heart, no matter whether you are in a temple or not, They are all practicing, there is no need to imprison the "Buddha" in a small temple.

"Let everything follow fate, whether it is honor or disaster, everything has a cause and effect. They planted the cause, and they will naturally taste the fruit. The so-called cycle of cause and effect is like this." Xuanzang folded his hands together: "Amitabha. "

"Tu'er seems to understand a little bit, but he still seems to be a little confused." Bian Ji said truthfully.

"It's okay, think about it slowly, as a teacher, I can't stay here for a long time. After a while, I will write to His Majesty, requesting to go back to Shaolin Temple and concentrate on translating scriptures, ignoring ordinary things. Whether the teacher is by your side or not, You have enough time to reflect, practice, and understand the Buddha in your heart."

"Master is leaving?" Bian Ji was amazed, he was fine in Chang'an, why did he go back to Songshan?

"Chang'an City is a place of right and wrong after all, but this worldly world disturbs my heart a lot." Xuanzang said.

He never felt how lofty, noble, and uncommon he was. Chang'an was too prosperous, the environment was too complicated, and the people were too noisy. Shaolin, with a quiet environment, can calm down even more, to translate the scriptures brought back, to read these books brought back by his own dandies.

Xuanzang returned to Chang'an from Tianzhu. With the publicity of the Buddhist temples in Chang'an City, his reputation is getting bigger and bigger. More and more people come to visit every day, especially during the Chinese New Year. If you come here, you will be able to relax, but there is nothing at all. Although the Buddhist temple in Chang'an City has been sealed up by the imperial court, more and more people are visiting the Institute of Translation.

Temporarily unable to go to the temple, believers simply come to Xuanzang.

After all, Xuanzang is an eminent monk who has met His Majesty Li Er personally, so there must be no falsehood, right?

This is why Xuanzang wanted to go back to the Songshan Shaolin Temple. He himself has no desires, but it does not mean that others are too. The environment is noisy, and the work of translating scriptures requires calmness, and he does not want to be in the room. When I was sitting in the middle, I just picked up my pen, and the people in the yard knocked on the door and reported that someone outside was begging to see me.

If you say you see it, when will you be big? If you say you don’t see it, most of the people who come to the translation institute are people of status. He Xuanzang is just an ordinary monk, and he can’t afford to suffer.

I can't afford to mess with it, just avoid it.

"Disciple also wants to go back to Songshan with Master." Bian Ji said.

Xuanzang nodded: "Well, your mind is pure, and it is not suitable for you to stay in this place of vain fame and fortune for a long time. After the teacher informs His Majesty, you can leave Chang'an with me."

The catastrophe at the Buddhist Temple in Chang'an City will not last too long. After all, the imperial court only seized the two points of the temple's land occupation and illegal recruitment of monks to search. The imperial court will not miss the money that is normally donated to the temple. He took other people's incense money for no reason. The three provinces and six ministries disdain to bear such a bad name, and His Majesty Li Er doesn't want to bear such a bad name. All of a sudden, the imperial court took back a lot of land, and the land under the name of the temple was regulated by the government. Once again, plus the tax that should be paid, there must be no less.

There are serious lands under the name of the temple, but most of them are left uncultivated and uncultivated. If there is enough incense money to eat and wear, who wants to worry about working hard to cultivate the land?

The imperial court said that the legal land of the temple is not required to pay taxes, but the remaining, the imperial court did not say that you will be exempted from tax, so most of the temples in Chang'an City have an additional charge of tax evasion.

Just the forced payment of taxes by the temple made people in the household department wake up laughing from their dreams.

From this point of view, how many family fortunes the temple has saved and hidden in the temple, no wonder all the benevolent monks in the temple are all slick and round.

This day Xuan Shijing returned to his house from the academy, and as soon as he entered the door, a maid from the house came looking for him, saying that Jin Yang was waiting for him in the study.

What happened again?Xuan Shijing hurried to the study room, but saw Jin Yang and Qin Bingyue were in the study room, Jin Yang's eyes were red, his whole body was covered with rain, and tears were still streaming down his face.

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, Xuan Shijing quickly walked to the two of them and asked.

"Husband, Sister Changle, she...she's gone." Jin Yang said in a tearful voice.

What? !Xuan Shijing was also shocked, although she knew that Princess Changle was not in good health, but it was too sudden, not to mention Jinyang, who was a real sister, even Xuan Shijing heard it, and the feeling in her heart was indescribable.

"Just now Chang'an City sent someone to deliver the funeral report, and the palace probably knows about it by now." Qin Bingyue said.

Xuan Shijing embraced Jin Yang in his arms, and softly comforted him: "My condolences, by the way."

Now that he is like this, he doesn't know how to comfort Jinyang.

In fact, according to the history he is familiar with, Jinyang was also weak and sick since he was a child, but now, Jinyang is in front of his eyes, so after the news that Princess Changle was ill in bed, he didn't care much. Hearing the news of Princess Changle's death all of a sudden, what worries him is that Jinyang looks fine now, is there some invisible problem hidden in his body?
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