Nightwatcher (Dafeng’s Night Squad) - Vol 4 Chapter 97

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Although the Western Regions and Buddhism have been allies who have watched and helped each other for the past five hundred years, there is no shortage of open and secret struggles between each other.

Especially with regard to the treatment of scholars of Confucianism, Buddhism actively promoted it, and achieved the popularization of hatred.

As for all Buddhist believers, there is one scholar who basically hates the Central Plains.

This Liangzi was formed when the Yunlu Academy promoted the extermination of Buddhism.

As we all know, the Central Plains court is the world of scholars, and Zhu Zigui of the Manchu Dynasty is full of scholars.

Therefore, the Mahayana Buddhists are unavoidable.

Having said that, the climate in Central Plains is indeed different, the air is more humid, and the breath seems to have a sweet smell.

The sun is shining, but not venomous. This group of believers from the Western Regions have successively taken off their sunstroke and sun protection caps and robes on the way.

In addition, along the way, the green hills and waters, the weeds on the side of the road are gratifying, and the wild flowers on the side of the road exude a fragrance. This does not mean that there are no flowers and green hills in the Western Regions, but the land of the Central Plains gives these Westerners an unspeakable “gentleness”. “And “exquisite.”

The scenery of the Western Regions is more rough and vast. .

“Brother Zhu Lai, if we used to live in the Central Plains, we don’t have to beg. The mountains are full of fruits that can be picked.”

A young man pointed to the wild fruit hanging heavily on the treetop not far away, and said.

Zhu Lai folded his hands together:

“Amitabha, there is vitality everywhere here.”

After a pause, he looked around and said to the Mahayana Buddhist believers around him:

“Xu Yinluo is in the Central Plains, and he is the highest Buddha in the three thousand worlds, and the founder of Mahayana Buddhism. He will certainly not treat us wrongly.

“You guys can rest assured.”

After months of baptism in Buddhism, he has faded away from the slickness and sneakiness of market beggars, and sincerely converted to Mahayana Buddhism.

At exactly this time, the horseshoe of the official road in front was slammed, the dust rose, and a group of cavalry in light armor galloped in.

Mahayana Buddhists are instinctively vigilant and look nervous.

Jing Si pressed his hand down, and after simply comforting the believers, he took the initiative to greet him.

“law!”

The cavalry stopped in front of him, and the leading officer said solemnly:

“Master is Jing Si?”

Jing Si nodded, folded his hands together:

“It’s a poor monk, this is Panshan County?”

The leading officer smiled and said:

“According to the order of the chief envoy of Leizhou, I am here to welcome Master Jingsi and all Mahayana Buddhists.”

As he said, he craned his neck on the horseback and made a long-distance posture.

The dense flow of people followed the official road until the end of the line of sight.

The young officer had a judgment in his heart. This Mahayana Buddhist contingent had more than 20,000 people.

I heard that they were here to greet me, and the Mahayana Buddhists behind Jingsi felt a little calm.

Monk Jingsi said:

“Trouble the official to lead the way.”

The young officer nodded, turned his horse’s head, and walked slowly at the front of the team, responsible for leading the way.

Continue along the official road. On the way, on both sides of the official road are divided fields in an orderly manner, with golden wheat waves undulating.

Farmers harvest crops with sickles in their hands. They work in the sun, sweating profusely, but the vigorous vitality and the joy of harvest make the Mahayana Buddhists along the way yearn for it.

It is true that the land in the Central Plains is rich and fertile.

They have some confidence in their own future and the future of Mahayana Buddhism.

After all, leaving one’s hometown, far away from the homeland of raising and raising oneself, coming to an unfamiliar environment, facing an unknown future, anxiety and anxiety are the norm.

Half an hour later, a slightly dilapidated city wall appeared in the field of vision, and Jing Si asked:

“This is Panshan County?

“Our temple is in the city?”

The young officer shook his head:

“You don’t have a temple, nor do you live in the city.”

The Chief Envoy of Leizhou never thought of letting the Western Regions and the Central Plains live together, which will inevitably bring frequent conflicts and cause trouble.

Jing Si frowned, and the Mahayana Buddhists traveled all the way to the Central Plains, where they were living and sleeping. What they need most now is rest and food.

But this officer didn’t seem to be planning to let him into the city?

Where do these believers who I brought live?

With the trust in Uncle Du’er and Xu Yinluo, he did not protest. Under the leadership of the officer, he bypassed the county seat and moved on.

After half an hour, a beautiful mountain range appeared in front.

The terrain of this mountain is not high, but it is extremely beautiful and full of vitality.

At the foot of the mountain are rolling fields and a large winding river.

A continuous tent was set up by the river, and on the road leading to the foot of the mountain, countless civilians pushed flat carts to transport bricks and wood up the mountain.

Jing Si’s gaze followed the working folks up, and saw that a huge temple had begun to take shape among the mountains and forests.

The Mahayana Buddhists have obviously seen it too.

They muttered in Western languages ​​on their faces, as if they were overwhelming with joy and expectation.

Jing Si looked at the officer and said:

“Where is it?”

The young officer nodded:

“From now on, this Panshan Mountain will be your habitat. The fields at the foot of the mountain and further south are gifted to you by the court. Before you are completely settled down, you can communicate with the Panshan county magistrate if you have anything.

“However, before the temple is built, you can only live in a tent at the foot of the mountain.”

After a pause, he smiled:

“Panshan County has a small population. The construction of this temple takes a lot of manpower and material resources. There is a shortage of manpower. Master Jingsi, you are here at the right time.”

Nearly 20,000 Mahayana Buddhists are all free labor.

“Should!”

Of course, Jing Si has no objections.

He turned to face the Mahayana Buddhists and informed the believers of the arrangements of the Dafeng court and the help of building the temple.

The young officer sat on horseback. Although he could not understand the Western dialect, the voices erupted from the crowd, which made him see that these Western Buddhists were very satisfied with the court’s arrangements.

……….

[1: I have selected six counties in Leizhou and Chuzhou to resettle Mahayana Buddhists. In order to prevent conflicts with local people, most of the resettlement sites are to build temples in the mountains, or expand deserted villages and transform them into temples. 】

[Four: Your Majesty, is there any implementation of relevant decree? 】

[One: never! What’s your opinion of Brother Chu? 】

Chu Yuanzheng, who has traveled in the Western Regions for several years, actively spoke:

[Four: Mahayana Buddhism tax can be reduced or exempted, and fields can be allocated, but the behavior of donating fields by believers is prohibited. And the fields allocated according to the number of people cannot be changed. 】

[1: If Mahayana Buddhism spreads its branches and leaves in the Central Plains, the number of people who escape into the empty gate will increase day by day. This method can be used in the short-term but is invalid in the long-term. 】

[3: Create exclusive yellow books for Mahayana Buddhists, which can effectively prevent wild monks, as well as the unlawful expansion of monks’ private collection of disciples. 】

At this time, Xu Qi’an jumped out to express his opinions.

When discussing government affairs, usually the beeps on the 1st, 3rd and 4th are endless, and other members are silent.

Those who really want to take refuge in Kongmen should not be bound by the so-called yellow book…Master Hengyuan put down the fragments of the earth book in his hand and protested in his heart.

But he did not refute it sensibly.

Because No.1, No.3 and No.4 are all sharp-mouthed people, it’s endless talking about it.

Usually in this situation, Master Hengyuan would put his hands together and say:

“Several donors are right!”

Hengyuan collected the fragments of the ground book, looked up, glanced at the Qinglong Temple in Baifeng Mountain, and climbed silently.

He walked through the gate of the temple, led by a young monk, to the Qinglong Temple presided over, outside the Buddhist monk of the Panshu monk.

“Brother Hengyuan, the host has been waiting for a long time.”

After the little monk finished speaking, he bowed his head and walked away.

Hengyuan stood outside the door, hesitated a little, and gently squeezed the door.

“come in!”

An old voice came from the monastery.

Hengyuan opened the door, stepped up the threshold amidst the sound of “squeaking”, and saw the old monk sitting on the futon.

Having not seen him for three years, the Panshu monk is getting older, his face is covered with age spots and wrinkles, but his eyes are still clear, looking at him gently.

“Disciple Hengyuan, I have met Master.”

Hengyuan folded his hands together and bowed in salute.

The Panshu monk slowly said:

“Do you know why the temple has the same door and rejected you since you were young?”

Hengyuan shook his head:

“The disciple is dull!”

Pan Shu host softly said:

“Everyone is saving themselves, but you want to save others, and you are repelling yourself.

“I know your past depression and incomprehension, why the brothers didn’t like you, why did you look on the side of the teacher with cold eyes, you like to study Buddhist scriptures and enlighten the Dharma, but you are not allowed to practice Zen as a teacher.”

Hengyuan remained silent. He grew up in Qinglong Temple since he was a child, but his relationship with his fellows was not good.

After the disappearance of his junior brother Henghui, she no longer attached to Shimen, and chose to leave the mountain gate for three years.

Here, the indifference of Pan Shu presided over is a big reason.

The host of Pan Shu sighed:

“Because I can’t teach you.”

Hengyuan was stunned, he didn’t expect this answer.

Pan Shu presided over:

“Working hard for a teacher for a whole life is not just overwhelming.”

Hengyuan whispered:

“Saving others and self is a good result.”

“Dueluohan breaks away from the Buddhist monastery of the Western Regions~www.mtlnovel.com~ to create Mahayana Buddhism. This is the general trend. Qinglong Temple should follow the general trend and support Durahan. Hengyuan, you are a natural Mahayana Buddhist, and you have a relationship with Xu Yinluo. intimate.”

Host Pan Shu said: “I am looking for you back today as a teacher, just to pass on the position of the host to you.”

Hengyuan was stunned for a moment.

Without waiting for him to respond, Pan Shu held his hands together, closed his eyes, and smiled:

“You have found your way, congratulations!”

Hengyuan did not refuse, put his hands together and bowed in salute.

When he raised his head again, the chairperson of Pan Shu passed away.

Hengyuan stared at him silently, like a sculpture.

………

Si Tianjian.

There is a room on the fourth floor. The room is spacious and has nine transmission platforms, corresponding to different continents.

The ninth transfer station corresponds to overseas.

With a sufficient number of teleport jade charms, you can teleport several times in a row until you reach the Jade Island.

But the Shark Island is not the end point. Where the Nine-Tailed Fox takes the descendants of the gods and demons, the teleportation formation will be built there.

To ensure that she will not get lost in the vast ocean.

Suddenly, the teleportation array representing Southern Xinjiang lit up, and a woman dressed in a black gauze skirt and brightly dressed appeared on the stage.

She has a beautiful oval face, three-dimensional features, blue eyes, and two slender little snakes hanging from her earlobes.

The leader of the Heart Gu Tribe, Chunyan glanced, left the teleportation platform, opened the door of the room, and found a white warlock at the end of the corridor.

After introducing her identity, she said:

“Thank you to tell Xu Yinluo that the power of the Extreme Abyss Gu God was gushing, and two transcendent realm Gu beasts were born.”

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