I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 112 Three people discuss Taoism and self-existence

  This is the highlight moment of Zhe Yu, and there is more glory in Baicao poetry. That's his husband-in-law. Although it's just a fake couple, it's fine for just one day.

However, Lu Huai became a little annoyed, and threw out another debate topic, "My Great Yan Dynasty, advocating Confucianism, pays attention to self-cultivation, regulating the family, governing the country and the world. But Buddhism only knows to talk about good and evil. What is the use of this in the stability of the country? "

  Zhe Yu suddenly flicked his sleeves and took a few steps forward, while Lu Huai stepped back. "It's useless for you to call yourself a talented Confucian scholar, and you don't even understand the Confucian classics. Confucianism advocates benevolence, and the benevolent loves others. Those who love others are good. This is not the same as the Buddhist kindness. One person does one kindness, one village, one town, one county If one person loves one person, there will be fewer widows, widows, widows, widows, widows, widows and loneliness in the world. Kindness can eliminate evil, every family does good, it is the family, everyone eliminates evil, it can be called self-cultivation; self-cultivation, family and evil, why not worry about the country and the world is not peaceful Woolen cloth?"

   There was warm applause from the audience.

  The public can't understand it very well, but judging from his momentum and his expression, it must be the handsome boy who won, that is, the side of the virtuous and eminent monk won. Baicaoshi even whistled.

  Lu Huai couldn't argue, so he walked away. When passing the steps, he accidentally fell and grabbed shit, and was extremely embarrassed.

  Master Puji got up and walked up to Zheyu, "Thank you just now for the benefactor's argument. The old Naguan young man has kindness in his heart. Would you like to read scriptures and think with me, and join the road together?"

  Zhe Yu took a deep look at Master Puji.

  He is the direct disciple of Master Duchen, and Duchen is Yanjing's first-class magic stick, and his divination and divination are all accurate.

   "I don't want to." Zoroyu refused simply and neatly.

   "Why?" Master Puji asked the bottom line.

"The so-called theory of good and evil is just an act of deceiving those useless students who are trying to gain fame. Can advocating goodness make the world unified? Can advocating goodness make people retreat in front of interests? If everyone is good and Buddha, why? There are so many sons in the world who kill their fathers, fathers kill their sons, commit crimes, embezzle and treacherous?" When he said these things, Zhe Yu's hostility surged invisible, and his eyes turned from amber to red.

  Puji stared, "Almsgiver, if you don't do good deeds to Buddha, what should you do?"

   "Naturally restrain evil with violence, so that evil does not dare to breed."

   "Benefactor, you are too hostile and need to be resolved by Buddha's relationship..."

At this time, Baicao Shi had already arrived in front of Zheyu, and said angrily: "Master, my little girl respects you for your high morals, but there is a saying that is good, if you have different ways, don't conspire with each other. I respect your words as your will." Freedom, but I don't agree with everything you say. Not even if you are a great monk."

  Baicaoshi hesitated for a moment, and then said: According to me, life is all about cultivation, whether you are in Buddhism or in the world of mortals, whether you are destined for Buddha or the world, it is all due to external causes. The journey of the great road depends on the firmness of the heart, and doing it towards the belief that you firmly believe in, without complaining or regretting. My husband has his own way. "

  Puji looked at Baicao Poetry, great wisdom was hidden in those eyes of smoke cage cold water moon cage sand. "It was Madam Ling."

  Zhe Yu made a cross-hand salute, "I respect the master, but I don't want to talk and debate with the master. The morning bell and the evening drum, the blue lamp and the ancient Buddha. I came here just to borrow a pen and paper from the master."

  Puji waved to the little novice behind him, and Amitabha said, "The words of the two benefactors are deafening. I only hope that the benefactor can also use this self-discipline in his daily life, and he will be calm in the morning and evening, and his words and deeds will be integrated."

The little novice took the pen and paper, and Zhe Yu took it and handed it to Baicaoshi, "Master, there is medicine to cure the evil of the human body, but there is no cure for the evil of the human heart. At that time, only swords and blood could cure the evil." Bar."

   As he spoke, he walked outside the temple.

   Baicaoshi chased after a few steps to keep up.

  Puji and the little novice walked deeper into Baoen Temple. Every step Puji took seemed to be strenuous, as if he had aged several years all of a sudden.

   "Master Puji, are you okay?"

Puji supported a tree, looked at the sky, and said silently in his heart: "Master's last hexagram before his death was used on one person. He is related to the safety of the world. Now I have traveled thousands of miles from Yanjing just to see him One glance. The Buddha Dharma can't save him, maybe the female benefactor beside him can."

  Is there anyone else in the world who deserves so much attention from two generations of eminent monks?

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   At the same time, in Baoen Temple Square, a pair of master and servant were also having a conversation.

The master said: "What kind of talent in Yingzhou is worse than bullshit. The one who wins the debate is the real talent. You might as well make friends with such a person. Oh, in this way, you can send a copy of the invitation card from the Chamber of Commerce to him, so you can't attract it Come, use it for me."

   This person is Pei Xingzhi, the head of the Pei Chamber of Commerce in Boyang.

  The servant has followed the master for a long time, and knows that the master has respect for the uncle who is only a few years older than him, who holds an important position in the family, but is invisible.

  Today, why is there such a degree of praise for a person because of a debate?

  (end of this chapter)