Chapter 166 Kong Shangxian: Dad, stop it! Buddhist and Taoist clash, Yan Shifan: It's over now!
In the capital city, Xiyuan, outside the Wanfa Palace.
"Master, this will be your residence in the future." Chen Hong said flatteringly to the Buddhist genius in front of him who was wearing a gray coarse linen robe, was thin and weak, and had delicate and tight skin.
Finally, it was Chen Hong's turn to serve a national teacher.
Well, Lu Fang asked his godson Huang Jin to serve beside the national teacher Qingfeng.
As everyone knows, the Emperor is extremely kind to Imperial Preceptor Qingfeng, which has led to the status of Huang Jin, the fool whom he has always looked down upon, rising sharply.
In addition, Huang Jin was originally the supervisor of the East Factory, so his status was actually higher than his own.
This made Chen Hong, who always boasted that he was on par with his master Lu Fang in terms of status, very uncomfortable with his self-esteem.
Lv Fang himself cannot compare, and now Lv Fang is a cultivator at the second level of Qi training, so it is even more impossible for him to surpass him. But who are you, Huang Jin? Why are you better than me?
Now, I finally got a job serving the imperial teacher.
Chen Hong originally planned to follow Lu Fang's example and let his godson serve the new Buddhist national master. However, when he thought that the people under his command were like wolf cubs, Lu Fang dared to hand over the power with confidence because Huang Jin was grateful.
In addition, Lu Fang's status in the master's heart is almost unmatched, so he doesn't worry at all that that little bit of serving power would leak out and threaten his position.
But I can't do that. Although the female Buddhist teacher is a nun, her face and figure are pretty good.
The most important thing is that, in his opinion, this young female Buddhist state teacher is in no way inferior to the state teacher Qingfeng, whether in attainments in Buddhism or in her own temperament.
Who knows, one day you might also receive the master's favor.
If there really comes such a day, then I can just say a few good words about myself in front of my master, and receive his reward for my cultivation.
Well, the amount of reward is not really important. What is important is your position in the master’s heart.
If it was someone else, if the Imperial Master was very satisfied and spoke well of him in front of the master, wouldn't that mean he had cultivated a competitor for himself? He was not that stupid!
Therefore, Chen Hong would naturally be reluctant to give up such an important task, and he should keep it firmly in his own hands.
Looking at the tall, quiet, and completely renovated Wanfa Hall in front of him, Chan Shuang clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name softly, and said:
"Amitabha, Chanshuang thanks the emperor..."
"Master, please come in and take a look," Chen Hong smiled and stretched out his hand. He took Chan Shuang into the hall and said, "Master, I will arrange some young monks to serve you in a few days. I don't know what your requirements are for the number of people to serve you. I will do it..."
"Amitabha," Chan Shuang heard this, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name softly, then raised his head and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Eunuch Chen. If possible, please go to the Prajna Forest and help me talk to the abbot and bring my two sisters into the palace."
"There are too many people. It is inevitable that it will disturb the emperor's meditation."
Hearing what the Buddhist national master said, Chen Hong nodded, and was quite satisfied with the Buddhist young girl national master.
The other party knew his limits very well. If he really wanted to bring a large number of Buddhists into the palace, it would make it difficult for him. After all, the favored Imperial Master Qingfeng only had two children around him at the beginning.
"Don't worry, Imperial Master. I will make all the arrangements." Chen Hong smiled and bowed, saying, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first and report back to the Master."
"Please come in, Eunuch Chen." Chan Shuang nodded slightly.
After watching Chen Hong leave, Chan Shuang opened her mouth slightly and exhaled. A trace of sadness appeared in her bright and compassionate eyes. "I don't know whether the dispute among the three religions is a blessing or a curse..."
It was night, almost three o'clock in the morning.
Compared to Chanshuang's brows full of deep sorrow, Qingfeng was much more free and easy at this moment. He didn't care at all about the so-called dispute among the three religions and had a relaxed attitude.
"As long as you are sincere, it will work. A sincere heart can touch the universe. The spiritual charm is lingering, floating and floating. The heart of Tao follows the wind, swaying beside the paradise.
The mountains and rivers respond, chirping and chirping... The seasons change, wheel after wheel... All requests are answered... The light shines everywhere, shining and shining... The heaven and earth are in resonance, merging and merging..."
In the main hall of Xuanpu Palace, Qingfeng sat cross-legged under the stone statues of the Three Pure Ones, reciting the "Prayer to the Immortals" that she had compiled. Beside her, Huang Jin had a bitter face and looked very worried.
After a while, when Qingfeng finished reading it, Huang Jin stepped forward and said anxiously, "I say, Imperial Master, aren't you anxious?"
"Why?" Upon hearing this, Qingfeng stopped moving on to sit up, then looked up and blinked, looking at Huang Jin.
Why? This question made Huang Jin choke.
Looking at his own national teacher's ignorant and unaware look, no, not ignorant, but heartless, not taking this matter to heart at all, Huang Jin suddenly said anxiously:
“You really don’t understand?” Seeing that the little ancestor had really forgotten about the matter, he hurriedly said, “The newcomer who was arranged in the Wanfa Hall is Master Chanshuang Prajna Pure Hui Mingxin!”
Huang Jin took a few steps forward and leaned over to sit directly opposite Qingfeng. As if reminding his own child, he said in a hurry: "You are not the only imperial master of the Ming Dynasty now, do you know?"
"I know." Qingfeng nodded.
"...I know!" Huang Jin choked, but seeing Qingfeng's indifferent look, he could only sigh and continue to be patient, saying: "Buddhism and Taoism are in competition!"
"Now the dispute among the three religions is getting more and more intense. Let's not talk about Confucianism for now. As for Buddhism and Taoism, the two religions that have the greatest confidence now are you two."
"Not only that, everyone in the world who is interested in this matter will look to the palace."
"To be precise, the master's attitude is determined by the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, who is stronger and who is weaker, or even the dispute with Confucianism."
"At this time, if the Master Chanshuang is favored by the master, it will give the world a message that you, the national master, have fallen out of favor."
"In other words, your position in the palace and the degree of favor your master has for you are related to the direction of this dispute between the three religions, so you must change the status quo!"
"If you have nothing to do, go around the master more often and send a signal to the outside world. This is not only for the sake of the Taoist sect, but also for your sake. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and people in the world have no choice!"
"Even if you don't fight with others, there's no guarantee that others won't fight. At that time, the general trend will force you to fight even if you don't want to." Huang Jin looked at Qingfeng who was silent with his lips pursed, and said earnestly:
"National Master, we are not on the mountain now. You are under the mountain, in the mortal world. From the moment you became the National Master, you are destined to be bound to the court. The most important thing is..." Huang Jin stared into the bright eyes that were as clear as the breeze and without any impurities, and said in a deep voice:
"The court hopes for a fight between the three religions!"
Sometimes, he really couldn't bear to pollute the child's mind. Such clear and bright eyes, after seeing too much worldly things, would inevitably be tarnished.
However, Huang Jin knew that for Qingfeng's sake, she had to be mobilized, as the emperor did not need useless people.
"Ah!" After a while, Qingfeng lowered his head and sighed. He wrinkled one corner of his mouth, revealing a dimple on his cheek. Then he propped his cheek with his hand and muttered, "It's so annoying. I just want to cultivate immortality..."
Huang Jin: “…” Looking at the Imperial Master who exuded a sense of “disappointment”, Huang Jin was suddenly speechless.
What's going on? Doesn't Xiyuan support people?
Look at how clear-headed he was in the past, the young national teacher Qingfeng, what a smart person he was, but what about now?
Although Xiuxian has become an elegant person, he is becoming more and more lazy and more like a salted fish.
Don’t people living in Xiyuan like to handle official business?
The master is like this. He stays here for decades without attending court. The imperial teacher has also become lazy. Is it because of the wrong feng shui?
"Eunuch Huang, what do you think we should do?" But Qingfeng soon cheered up again, with a cute oval face, and said: "You are right, when you are in the world, you have no choice!"
Looking at Qingfeng who was trying hard to cheer himself up, Huang Jin was helpless, but still said carefully: "Just what I just said, there is nothing to do next, just walk around the master more often."
"Or, you can take the initiative to contact the Buddhist master."
"As long as you show some attitude in the palace, the outside world will get the news. In this way, no matter whether there is a real fight between you and the imperial teacher, as long as the outside world knows about it, it will be enough."
"In this way, the conflict between the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism will become more intense and out of control, and the imperial court will achieve its goal!"
Qingfeng, who had helped Jiajing do many evil things, naturally understood the meaning of this.
As for whether the Dao sect will be desolate because of this, well, that's not the case, but it will definitely cause a lot of Daoists to be punished. However, since everything is for the court, let's make Daoists suffer...
"Okay, I understand!" Qingfeng nodded, then got up from the mat and walked out the door.
"Master, where are you going?" Huang Jin was stunned, looking outside the dark door.
"Let's go to Yuxi Palace." At the entrance of the hall, Qingfeng, wrapped in lights, walked down the stairs without looking back.
—Boom! —Boom! Boom!
At this time, the bell at the palace gate rang, and it was already three o'clock in the night.
"But it's already three o'clock in the morning..." Huang Jin hurriedly chased after him.
"Yes, I'm the genius at three o'clock in the morning, have you forgotten that I'm a demon?" Qingfeng suddenly turned around, raised his smooth chin, and a playful look appeared on his cute oval face.
"The evil spirit seduced the king and broke into Yuxi Palace at three o'clock in the morning and did not come out all night. It was during the conflict among the three religions. Buddhism... that guy, what was his name?" Qingfeng said, and found that he had forgotten the man's Buddhist name.
"Chan Shuang." Huang Jin was stunned for a moment and said quickly.
"Yes," Qingfeng nodded heavily, "During the time when the three religions were fighting, the Buddhist monk Chanshuang was appointed as the Imperial Master, and the Taoist seductress got anxious and seduced the emperor. Why didn't the Confucian sect make a fuss about it?"
"Let's go!" Qingfeng said, heading out of the courtyard, leaving Huang Jin alone in a daze. After a while, Huang Jin suddenly realized what was going on and said hesitantly, "She knows everything?"
No, who taught my national teacher badly? When did the national teacher see so clearly? Huang Jin suddenly shuddered again.
"Hmph?" Qingfeng, who was walking out of the courtyard, heard Huang Jin's murmurs, shook his head slightly, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, shook his head, and said, "I'm not moving, it's not that I don't understand."
"Otherwise, why would my title be Qingfeng Xuanling Shouzhen Huiwu Zhenren? Your Majesty's vision is not wrong."
"Alas, but what Eunuch Huang said is right. Now we are at the foot of the mountain. Below the mountain is the world, and I am also a person living below the mountain."
"Since you are from the mountain, how can you not be burdened by the world? Well, this can also be considered as cultivation!"
The next day, news spread that the Imperial Preceptor Qingfeng secretly entered Yuxi Palace at midnight, did not come out all night, and returned at dawn in the emperor's sedan chair. The news spread like wildfire.
All over the capital, one by one, in groups of three or five, and finally in countless numbers, well-trained falcons soared into the sky and flew towards all parts of the Ming Dynasty, first to northern Zhili and then to southern Zhili.
During the Ming Dynasty, the two capitals and thirteen provinces, the news received by the people of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism was even more exaggerated.
For a moment, some of the Taoists who were not so kind-hearted were so overwhelmed with climax.
The Imperial Master is so favored by the Emperor? !
Hmm, I didn’t expect that the Imperial Master would have this kind of relationship with the Emperor.
With this relationship, all the Confucianists and Buddhist monks should get out of the way. The future belongs to Taoism!
Do you know what a state religion is, huh?
Some even had wild ideas and discussed privately that since there was no queen in the emperor's harem, it might be possible to have a national teacher. For a time, the news spread like wildfire. Even many ordinary people were very interested in this kind of palace secret.
For a time, this kind of news began to spread more and more widely, and the Taoist sect's momentum became increasingly powerful.
However, some people with clear minds and sharp eyes can see it clearly.
Nowadays, the common people are so bold as to start spreading palace secrets. What's even more strange is that the government has not stepped in.
This made some people who were naturally cautious smell a hint of crisis, as the three religions of Buddhism and Taoism have become too powerful nowadays.
But the imperial court never intervened to stop it. What does this mean? It means that the water here is too deep.
Some of the timid ones began to retreat, while some of the slow-witted ones were still swept up in the trend, or were deeply involved in it and became pushers, or were unable to extricate themselves and made friends with the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, or just blindly followed it.
The noise is growing louder and louder, and more and more frightening.
Shandong, Qufu, in the Kong Family Hall, after arranging many clansmen to continue to make things worse and continue to "fight to the death" with Buddhism and Taoism, Kong Zhengan stroked his beard and looked at the heavy rain outside the hall, saying:
"Shangxian, why didn't you say anything just now? But do you have any doubts about your father's arrangement?"
As he spoke, Kong Zhengan turned around and looked at his son.
To say that his son is good in every way, gentle as jade, a handsome man, he can be said to be his most ideal and perfect heir, but he is a little too cautious and underestimates himself.
This time the dispute between Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism was unprecedentedly large, but he seemed a little scared.
He was suspicious all day long, and always felt that if the imperial court wanted to clean up the situation, it would not just clean up Buddhism and Taoism, but would most likely use this as an excuse to clean up Confucianism as well.
"Father," Kong Shangxian hesitated, but after thinking of the growing uneasiness in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "I still think this matter... is not that simple!"
"Do you think your father's thinking is too simple?" Kong Zhengan's face turned cold, and then he suddenly let out a low shout, "How dare you!"
Kong Shangxian's body trembled slightly after being yelled at by his father. However, since the words had been spoken, he did not regret it. Instead, he raised his head, stared at his father, and said:
"Father, you always say that if the imperial power wants to be stable and the court wants to be long-lasting and peaceful, it cannot do without the assistance of my Confucian master?"
"Yes, is there a problem?" Kong Zhengan looked at his son with a cold face and said proudly, "From ancient times to the present, among all the schools of thought, only Confucianism has the last laugh!"
"Look through the history books again and see which emperor left Confucianism, and which emperor could leave Confucianism?"
"Now, the emperor in the capital is a man of great talent and vision. He has turned back to his old age and brought the dynasty into a new stage, ushering in an unprecedented era of prosperity."
"But it is precisely because of this that he has become even more arrogant, even more arrogant than any other emperor. He even wants to shake the position of the Confucian Sect!"
"So I'll let him see the power of the Confucian sect!" Kong Zhengan said, his expression becoming more and more arrogant. "Everyone knows that the court is dominated by the Qingliu and Yan factions."
"Don't forget, whether it's the Qingliu or the Yan Party, the so-called court factions, their roots, their heritage, all come from my Confucianism, just like the Yan Party..."
"Yan Shifan wants to attack my Kong family and promote the Hundred Schools of Thought to replace my Confucianism. Then I will make his Yan party fall apart in an instant, and there will be no one left in the court to use."
"If the emperor supports Yan Shifan, then what awaits him is that all the officials of the Ming Dynasty, big and small, will submit petitions to him."
"He could kill these officials in various names to defend the sacred and inviolable dignity of the imperial power."
"But as long as the Ming Dynasty wants to continue to exist, and wants to maintain its prosperity, let the people live and work in peace, and keep the order between the government and the country, he must continue to use officials!"
"What's the harm in killing a bunch of them? The new officials who come in will be supporters of my Confucianism!"
"It is precisely because the emperor saw this that he had to compromise with the entire Ruzhong!"
"Buddhism and Taoism are just sacrifices used to divert attention," Kong Zhengan said, looking at his son Kong Shangxian, "Who else nowadays would remember the reform?" "The actions of the court are constantly adding fuel to the flames, trying to intensify the dispute between Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism?"
"Don't these just confirm my guess? What are you worried about?" Kong Zhengan said earnestly:
"Shangxian, it is a good thing for a gentleman to plan before taking action, but you must also understand that you who accomplish great things do not care about trivial matters. I am old, and the Kong family will be passed on to you. As a qualified leader, if you are too picky about trivial matters, you will suffer from the consequences if you hesitate to make decisions when you should!"
"Father, you missed one thing!" This time, facing Kong Zhengai's well-reasoned words, Kong Shangxian did not compromise again, but said directly: "You are right, the Confucian sect will not be destroyed."
"But you keep saying that Confucianism will not be replaced by the Hundred Schools of Thought. But what's your basis? Just because the emperor wants to use Confucianism? But the emperor can also use the Hundred Schools of Thought!"
"Without the current Confucian school, the emperor can always establish another Confucian school, one that is completely obedient to the imperial power, and one that is willing to be on an equal footing with the hundreds of schools of thought and rule the world together."
"Have you ever thought about these?"
Kong Shangxian's questions sounded like thunder in Kong Zhengan's ears.
"Have you ever thought about the impact of the great calamity caused by the dispute between the three religions? That is, none of the three religions can escape. Buddhism is filthy, Taoism is hypocritical, and Confucianism is clean?"
"Father, don't you think that the Confucian school has become very prominent nowadays? Wherever there is a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, there will be people from the Confucian school coming forward, and it seems that those who stir up trouble are all people from the Confucian school!"
"Have you read the newly published 'Miscellaneous Newspaper'?" Kong Shangxian turned around, picked up a copy of the newspaper, handed it to Kong Zhengan, and said:
"Wu Cheng'en, who wrote 'Journey to the West', has been said to be a great Confucian scholar of the time, a representative of Confucianism who specializes in exposing the darkness of Buddhism and Taoism. Many people believe what he says without a doubt!"
"Confucianism is like a night pearl in the dark night, extremely sudden and bright. In this world, there is black and white, there is yin and yang. Black and white, yin and yang, reversed, you sing and I sing..."
"Reversal is just a matter of moments."
"What I can see is what many smart people can see. When people find out that it was all caused by the Confucian sect, it will be a catastrophe. The Confucian sect will be cut off and fall apart!"
"Confucianism is one of the Hundred Schools of Thought. It will not be destroyed, but a new Confucian school may emerge."
"By then, the New Confucianism will be just one of the Hundred Schools of Thought. They will not think about suppressing others or preventing them from taking the lead, but will obediently work with the Hundred Schools of Thought to govern the world!"
"In this way, isn't it the purpose of the court's reform and 'innovation'?"
"By then, what will our Kong family do? To be more precise, will we still exist as the first mover to add fuel to the flames?"
As soon as Kong Shangxian's words came out, Kong Zhengan's whole body stiffened, his eyes widened, and his face turned blue and red.
At this moment, his mind was full of what Kong Shangxian said. The Confucian school was falling apart, a new Confucian school was emerging, and whether the Kong family still existed...
"Father, stop it!" Kong Shangxian said, and stepped forward to grab his father's shoulders, earnestly and anxiously said: "Times have changed. This time, it's aimed at Confucianism and the Kong family!"
"The Emperor never wanted to destroy Confucianism, but to change it. If you don't choose to surrender and stop in time, the first family to be sacrificed in this reform to break the old constitution of the dynasty will be the Kong family!"
"Father..." Kong Shangxian wanted to continue to persuade him, but was interrupted by Kong Zhengan's sudden shout: "Nonsense!"
"What you said is nothing but your speculation!" Kong Zhengan glared at his son, shaking with anger. "Reform? Hundred Schools of Thought?"
"Tell me, what is the use of the Hundred Schools of Thought?"
"If their teachings are useful, then why is it that from ancient times to the present, the Confucian school has the last laugh?" Kong Zhengan pointed at Kong Shangxian and said angrily: "I'm telling you, Kong Shangxian!"
"That's because they're useless!"
"So many emperors, including the Qin Emperor, Han Emperor, Tang Emperor, Song Emperor, and all the emperors of the Ming Dynasty Zhu family, all firmly chose my Confucianism. Now, what right does he have to choose Zhu Houcong?"
"Boom!" Thunder exploded above the gloomy sky. Kong Zhengan looked at his son with red eyes, almost begging him, and said angrily: "I tell you, I won't lose!"
"Until the dispute between the three religions of Buddhism and Taoism comes to an end, you should not kneel in the ancestral hall. You are not allowed to take a single step out of the temple without my permission."
After saying that, Kong Zhengan flicked his sleeves and strode out of the hall.
"Master..." Seeing this, the servant hurriedly approached with an umbrella in fear and trepidation, wanting to hold it for him, but was pushed away by the angry Kong Zhengan, "Get out!"
"Bang!" The servant was pushed to the ground, splashing water.
In the misty rain, a cold light flashed in the servant's eyes, and he whispered, "There is a way to die!"
After saying this, the expression on the servant's face instantly returned to calm, and then he stood up and left silently, returning to his own room.
After a while, a secret music was completed in the hands of the servant.
Looking at the conversation between Kong Zhengan and Kong Shangxian on the table, the servant was moved and added, "Kong Zhengan called the emperor by his name. The Kong family has rebellious intentions."
After writing, he blew away the ink, and the servant rolled up the secret music, came to the window and blew a special whistle, and soon the sound of breaking through the air was heard.
A white falcon with shiny fur and two sizes larger than an average falcon fell down.
"Go!" The servant put the secret music into the bamboo tube on the falcon's leg, patted the falcon's head, and pushed it out of the window.
"Chirp!" The falcon let out a loud and sharp cry, soared into the sky and headed straight for the capital.
Finally, in July of the 48th year of Jiajing.
After three months of preparation, and with the instigation of the imperial court, the Kong family and various parties, the triangular dispute became increasingly fierce.
With the encouragement of the imperial court, Buddhism and Taoism have developed a large number of believers.
Every dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, discussion on Taoism and Zen, will gather a large number of supporters and believers on both sides.
At this time, in the capital's largest restaurant, Zuixianlou.
At this moment, a peak showdown between Buddhism and Taoism is taking place, and the cause is naturally because a Confucian scholar made a comment based on the now popular vernacular story, the 46th chapter of Journey to the West: "The heretics bully the righteous, while the monkey mind shows his sageliness and destroys all evil." This triggered a confrontation between two monks, one a Taoist priest!
Nowadays, the entire Ming Dynasty knows that the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are in a fierce conflict, with both sides fighting to the death.
The scholar originally just said casually: "If we talk about heterodox religions, it should be Buddhism? Buddhism is the outsider." Unfortunately, it was heard by the monk next to him.
The monk explained and asked the scholar a question.
After all, nowadays, the dispute among the three religions is too fierce, and both Buddhism and Taoism are unhappy with Confucianism, so it is natural that they are aggressive.
But Taoists are sometimes used to following their own will. Although they also dislike Confucianists, sometimes if they dislike monks, they will naturally attack the monks first.
"Amitabha..." The monk put his hands together and said, "Donor, you are wrong. Buddhism has been introduced to the East for a long time and has long been integrated into China. It has become our spiritual support. How can it be said to be foreign?"
"What a great way to integrate into China," the Taoist laughed. "Since Master said to integrate into China, why do you still do those Western barbarians' actions?"
When the Taoist priest spoke, the monks naturally would not retreat.
From the beginning, Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism were bullied by Confucianism at the same time. Now it has evolved to the point where the three schools can no longer stand each other.
"Please give me some advice, benefactor." The monk kept his hands clasped together and looked humble, but his actions were very clear. He was determined to fight you to the end, and you'd better not back down.
“Hahahaha,” seeing that the monk wanted to discuss Taoism with him, the Taoist naturally would not refuse. He laughed and said, “You keep saying that you have integrated into the Chinese nation and your behavior follows the Western etiquette. Do you still need my advice? Haha, ridiculous, ridiculous!”
The Taoist laughed loudly, looking up to the sky, and then suddenly stopped talking, stared at the monk, and said: "Okay! Then I will tell you now what is the behavior of the Western barbarians and what is the appearance of the Chinese!"
"Listen carefully!" The Taoist waved the whisk in his hand and said proudly: "Dignified and respectful gentleman, this is the appearance of Zhu Hua!"
Hearing this, a learned man in Zuixianlou explained to the people watching nearby: "Wearing gorgeous formal clothes, wearing dignified official hats, and matching with dazzling ribbons, this is a model of Central Plains Chinese etiquette, showing our solemnity and elegance!"
The others nodded slightly when they heard this, especially the young man who was already in adulthood and dressed in gorgeous clothes, who straightened his body subconsciously.
Well, indeed, our Chinese etiquette is so noble, solemn and elegant. Just look at us!
The Taoist said, looking him up and down, and continued: "And the cut hair and the untied clothes are the clothes of the barbarians."
"Puchi!" Someone in Zuixian Tower laughed out loud, and many people nodded in praise. This sentence did not need to be explained, they all understood it, "Cutting hair and wearing loose clothes?" It was talking about monks!
Well, this outfit and this hairstyle are really ugly.
The Taoist continued, "In China, we are very cautious and respectful. We are very respectful to the people, which shows the etiquette of humility... Speaking of funerals, in China, we have been using coffins and burials since ancient times, which shows the customs of China. You monks, you burn them with fire and sink them in water, which is the custom of the Western Rong people!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
These monks really like to play things like burning and sinking, which make people unable to rest in peace even after death. Isn't this barbarism?
The Taoist spoke faster and faster, and finally looked at the monk with a sneer and said, "So, do you understand?"
Although this theory made sense, and everyone present was convinced and proud of Zhu Hua's appearance, they did not forget that they gathered here to have fun.
For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the monk, waiting to see how he would fight back.
"Donor, you are wrong," the monk put his hands together, first chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice without panic, then looked at the Taoist and chuckled, "Follow the Tao and don't follow the customs. The customs are different, so there is no need to worry about chaos. Don't you understand this truth?"
"Our Buddha saves the world and helps sentient beings escape from the sea of suffering. This is an act of immeasurable merit and is never limited to form."
"On the contrary, the donor is obsessed with clothing and appearance. He is actually obsessed with appearance. This shows that he has not practiced enough."
"And the donor is questioning me here, so aggressively, this is not in line with the etiquette of our Chinese people, but is no different from the Western barbarians."
This monk is very smart. His stance never changes between words. He always remembers that he is on the Chinese side and will not fall into any trap.
"What a sophistry," the Taoist snorted coldly, and said, "Well, there is no point in arguing with you about clothing and appearance. How can we, the country of etiquette and propriety, laugh at the actions of you Western barbarians?"
"But you said that Buddha saves the world and helps all living beings escape from the sea of suffering. I have to laugh at you. How can a mere Taoist want to show off? You have forgotten your roots!"
The Taoist said this and started the second round of attack.
"Don't forget that as early as the Jin Dynasty, history has already made a fair judgment. The Laozi Huahu Jing has long said that Laozi went among the barbarians and became a Buddhist monk, and converted the barbarians into Buddhas!"
At this point, the Taoist priest directly brought out a powerful historical weapon.
That’s right, the historical weapon that this Taoist took out was the masterpiece “Laozi Huahu Jing”.
Some people in the restaurant who were familiar with this public opinion began to explain it to others who did not understand.
To put it simply, the "Laozi Huahu Jing" tells the story of Laozi going west through Hangu Pass and going to the Western Regions to incarnate as Buddha Sakyamuni and educate the people of the Western Regions and India.
To summarize the specific process simply, Laozi rode on the essence of the sun into the womb of King Suddhodana's wife, Jingmiao, in India. After he was born, he called himself Sakyamuni, established Buddhism, and began to educate the Indian people.
And Sakyamuni is just an incarnation of Laozi.
As for why it is called a historical killer, the reason is very simple. "Laozi Huahu Jing" has been a major case between Buddhism and Taoism since the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Whenever the relationship between Buddhism and Taoism is tense, "Laozi Huahu Jing" becomes a focus of controversy!
The two sides debated the authenticity of this book for nearly a thousand years.
After understanding the main content of this book, everyone present suddenly understood.
For a moment, everyone's eyes turned towards the monk and changed.
No, your Buddha is just an incarnation of the Taoist master. What rights do you have to fight with the Taoist sect now?
"Amitabha." However, facing this thorny gaze, the monk remained calm as usual. He clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, saying, "This is just a false rumor."
"The Laozi Huahu Jing you mentioned is just a one-sided statement by Wang Fu, a Taoist priest in the Jin Dynasty."
"First of all, the Buddha was born before Laozi, and Buddhism did not come into being after Laozi went to the Western Regions to teach."
"Secondly, Taoism is fundamentally different from Buddhism."
“Taoism seeks to become an immortal, but cannot avoid aging and death; Buddhism seeks nirvana, but can escape death and rebirth and exist forever.”
“So, Buddha is superior to Taoism!”
"And this so-called 'Laozi Huahu Jing' is nothing but Wang Fu's deliberate smear campaign, knowing that he is not as good as others. This is a guilty act!"
Well, although the monk looked extremely calm, when the Taoist took out the "Laozi Huahu Sutra" and said to his face that Sakyamuni was the incarnation of Laozi, he was already angry.
Because he understood that over the past thousand years, every time a Taoist priest took out the "Laozi Huahu Jing", it meant the beginning of a protracted war.
Sure enough, the Taoist priest sneered and took out a yellowed ancient book from his sleeve.
Someone with sharp eyes happened to see the five big characters written on the cover, which were "Laozi Huahu Jing".
"Swiss, swiss, swish!"
At this time, it was raining heavily outside Zuixian Tower, but inside Zuixian Tower, everyone was extremely excited.
Even the storyteller was staring at the monk and the Taoist priest at the scene, and some of him was even more sharp-eyed and began to ask the servant beside him to quickly get paper and pen to prepare to write down what was said.
"Hmph..." As expected, just as the monk thought, the moment the Taoist took out the "Laozi Huahu Sutra", the Taoist sneered, calmly turned one of the pages and began to debate.
"What you said is just an act of guilty conscience..."
What followed was a war of words, which made everyone present's mouths dry, but they still kept their eyes fixed on the scene, feeling very excited.
On that rainy day, a monk and a Taoist had an argument. Both sides quoted scriptures and exchanged sharp words. Although there was no swordplay, the atmosphere was lively and extraordinary.
Not only that, as the debate between the monk and the Taoist priest began, many people began to take sides, and for a while Zuixianlou was in an uproar.
However, what no one knew was that in the private room on the rooftop of Zuixianlou, there was someone watching the entire scene.
"The dispute among the three religions can now be ended." Yan Shifan said calmly to his lackey, Yan Maoqing, beside him.
"..."
(End of this chapter)
