Although he was entrusted with the task, Liang Rong did not leave Jinyang immediately. Just because in the middle of July, it is the annual Ullambana Puja.
Today, Huai'en Temple holds three large-scale pujas a year, namely, the Buddha's birthday puja in April, the Yulan puja in July, and the sacrificial puja in the winter solstice. Among them, the Buddha's birthday and the winter solstice are larger in scale, but compared to the popularity, the Obon Festival is even better.
After all, this day coincides with the Mid-Yuan Festival of the Taoist school, focusing on relieving the suffering of the six realms, and thanking the parents for their loving kindness. It is a day to sacrifice to ghosts. In the hearts of the common people, ghost affairs are the top priority, how can one be despised? Not to mention, there are still many people who remember the scene when the Buddha entered the temple lightly. This alone makes the Ullambana Puja a different kind of splendor.
How could Wynn Temple let go of the delicate psychology of the common people? After all, the purpose of the Ullambana Puja is to make offerings to the Buddha and monks and to promote the Dharma. Therefore, the bigger the dharma assembly, the more beneficial it is to them.
But this year, the Son of Heaven has passed away, and the banquet is over. The Ullambana Dharma was reduced in size and became a ritual of chanting sutras for the late emperor.
Looking at the sun in July, the motorcade drove out of the Governor's Mansion and headed for Huai'en Temple.
Still in national mourning, everything is simple. It is not complicated to travel the team, whether it is a guard of honor or a car. It was the first time for Liang Rong to participate in the dharma meeting, and while he was apprehensive, he also found it very novel. However, just leaning in front of the car window and looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Father, do those people know that you are in the car?"
Along the way, there were many people on both sides of the road, kneeling and bowing their heads devoutly to the motorcade. They obviously didn't play the honor guard of the prefect and even the prince, how could someone be waiting by the side of the road so early
"Today is the Obon Festival, and there will be someone outside." Liang Feng smiled, but he didn't think it was strange.
Liang Rong was a little enlightened: "Is it to greet the adults?"
"It's to welcome the people who let them live." Liang Feng replied.
It has been five years since he made his debut in Jinyang. The memory engraved in the hearts of the people will not be blurred by time.
This year is actually not as stable as previous years, with wars in various states. However, no matter how chaotic the outside world was, the fire of war did not reach Jinyang. In addition, the Huns moved their capital in a hurry and left Pingyang. It can be said that the people of Bingzhou have become more stable than ever. Seeing that the autumn harvest is just around the corner, this year is still a good year, how could these people forget the benefactor who brought them new life
The driver did not stop because of the people on both sides of the road, and drove all the way into the courtyard wall of Huai'en Temple. After it stopped, the bamboo curtain was lifted, and a figure appeared beside the car. Logically, it should be the servants who set the stool to help. But when he saw the person in front of him clearly, Liang Rong was startled again.
It's Yi Yan!
As General Zhenwei, Baiting Hou, he also served as the right Sima under his father. This man has long been one of the best figures in the Bingzhou army, how could he do such a servant thing
The other party didn't care about Liang Rong's stunned face, and directly supported his arm: "Young Master Rong, be careful with your steps."
His tone was even, and his support was extremely steady. He got out of the car in a daze, and before Liang Rong could react, Yi Yan took a step forward and said in a low voice, "My lord."
A flawless white hand rested on his. Before the fingertips were pressed firmly, they were firmly held.
Seeing this scene, Liang Rong felt goose bumps on his back, and immediately understood the purpose of Yi Yan's move. Where is this willing to be a servant? Obviously looking for an opportunity to get close to Grandpa!
My father said that General Yi should not be viewed with a fortune. I have also said that one cannot be biased and float on the surface. But seeing his father being held by the man, he always felt uncomfortable all over.
But fortunately, the two only touched each other when they got off the car, and they separated naturally after standing still. Liang Rong hurriedly stepped forward and took the initiative to hold his father's hand: "Father."
Liang Feng raised his eyebrows, the little guy hasn't been so sticky outside for a long time. But today was not an official business, so he didn't pay much attention to it, so he held the little hand and led people into the temple.
Behind the two, Yi Yan glanced at the little back, but didn't say anything, and followed.
Last year, Youzhou soldiers and horses attacked Bingzhou, and the situation was tense. Liang Feng did not attend the Yulan Bon Festival in person, but only sent people to present the basin to make offerings. This year, I finally look forward to visiting in person. How dare the monks in Huai'en Temple be neglected? I saw several people greeted them out of the hall in unison.
Now there is not only Zhu Fahu, an eminent monk in Huai'en Temple, but more and more people who are proficient in Buddhism come to Bingzhou and settle in Huai'en Temple. But no matter how loud the name is, no one can overpower the host. The old monk is still the same old age, standing in the first place, greeted with ten.
Taking Liang Rong to see Li, Liang Feng said: "Presiding over one-heartedly for the Emperor Daxing's transcendence is indeed an infinite merit."
Excessive, not excessive, not the point. The important thing is that Huai'en Temple expanded the congee field by giving the former emperor the name of eliminating karma. Almost all the poor in Jinyang benefited. This handwriting alone made Liang Feng admire.
The old monk kept his eyes still, and said lightly: "It is my duty to help others. It is my duty. Shangdang Gong is too famous."
Liang Feng smiled, the old monk was the most shrewd at this point, and quietly arranged things without taking any credit. As soon as he raised his hand, he said, "Host please."
Everyone strolled into the hall, Liang Rong followed behind his father, and looked at the situation in the hall with a little curiosity. He had been to Huai'en Temple, but he had never seen the arrangement of the puja. Compared to usual times, the temple seems to be more frighteningly solemn. The prayer flags fluttered and the clouds of smoke shrouded, and even the sound of the monks chanting sutras brought out a shocking majesty.
Sitting down beside his father carefully, Liang Rong has forgotten the entanglement just now, and stared at the monks doing the dharma. This is different from walking the Nuo on the winter solstice. The bells keep ringing and the sound of the Buddha is lingering. However, in the noise, strange tranquility can be born, which can promote people to sink.
Is this the Buddha that my father believed in
Liang Rong only felt that his small chest was overflowing, bringing out indescribable pride. His father was named the son of Buddha. These sentient beings worship, have all kinds of merits and virtues, do they also have a father's share
Tao Ran's hazy feeling lasted for a long time. Until the end of the ceremony and sitting in the meditation room, Liang Rong's chest was still unable to settle down.
However, he didn't calm down, but Liang Feng said calmly: "Does the host think it's feasible for the ultimatum mentioned a few days ago?"
Um? What is an ultimatum? Liang Rong looked up at a loss, only to see the old monk on the opposite side nodding slightly: "Buddhism can save the world, but not everyone can be ordained to be a monk. It is indeed useful to be able to distinguish monks from customs. It's just that there is no more than one monastery in Huai'en Temple. "
Liang Feng sighed: "One day, all the monasteries in the world will be able to select talents according to the will of the imperial court. But what scriptures and methods should monks learn, but someone has to decide. Huai'en Temple is the largest monastery in Jinyang, where eminent monks gather. , as the first choice.”
The old monk pondered for a while: "That's like making a subject? As long as you can understand the scriptures, you can become a monk?"
"You have to be ordained, be born, and break the vulgarity." Liang Feng replied.
Three words, simple, but not light. The old monk fell silent again, and after a long time, he said, "What if there is a person with Buddha-nature who cannot understand the scriptures?"
"Being able to identify a filial son, one can recognize the Buddha's nature by oneself. It is not impossible to be kind outside of the Dharma." Liang Feng did not wait for the old monk to answer, and said, "Besides, if someone really wants this monk's name, it is not that they have not obtained the Dharma. "
The old monk didn't ask any way, and nodded slightly: "Old Na knows. It's just this matter, and it should be discussed with other Zen masters."
"Host, please." Liang Feng replied with a smile, and regardless of the old monk's reaction, he drank tea by himself.
When the old monk walked out of the meditation room slowly, Liang Rong asked in a low voice, "Father, what is the altar?"
The conversation between the two just now was cloudy and foggy, and he didn't understand it at all. But if he couldn't understand it, it didn't mean he couldn't see that what the two were discussing was a conflict of interests. Just after being nurtured by Buddhism, when I encounter such a dispute, it makes people feel like they are empty-footed.
Liang Feng put down the teacup and chuckled: "The so-called ultimatum is a document issued by the imperial court that records the origin, common name, age, and master of precepts, etc., just like the yellow book of household registration."
The explanation was simple and clear, but Liang Rong was speechless. Isn't your father worshipping Buddha? Why are monks under such strict supervision? But soon, Liang Rong reacted. Yes, monks do not pay taxes and do not serve. If Buddhism is prosperous and everyone is rushing to become monks, how will the imperial court maintain it
And if the monks had to pass exams to get a job, the number of monks would have to be greatly reduced, and it would be easy for the imperial court to control them. It's just that my father, obviously under the name of Buddha's son, entered the world, but he used such a method, it's really... it's really...
There was a mess in his head, and Liang Rong didn't know what to say. Liang Feng suddenly said, "After hearing so much, do you know what the host cares about?"
"Yes... monks!" Liang Rong hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "He wants more monks. But for the imperial court to control the number of monks, the number of monks must be limited, and the conditions are also harsh. Therefore, he wants to make a trick. , do some accommodating. Ah, no, for the host, it is better to have no punishment!"
"Then why did he answer again?" Liang Feng asked rhetorically.
"Because...because my father agreed to let him come up with a question!" Liang Rong quickly guessed the answer after the system was implemented in Bingzhou for several years. The Huai'en Temple mentioned by my father is the largest temple in Bingzhou, which is alluding to this. This should be the difference between Taoism in Shimen. Only by earning orthodox fame, can we be famous for generations!
The Confucian dispute over Taoism has lasted for many generations. How could Liang Rong not know that this matter is important? Besides, my father also said that there is a way of being gracious like choosing Xiaolian. It was for this reason that the old monk was moved.
"Then what did I just say about the method of obtaining the ultimatum?" Liang Feng asked again.
This time, Liang Rong really couldn't think of it. Not only can they pass the exam, but they can also be rewarded by their conduct. Is it possible that they should be hereditary? Now monks also have wives, but it seems that more people keep the precepts? Apart from these methods, what else is there to do
Seeing that Liang Rong couldn't answer, Liang Feng directly threw out the answer: "Of course you can pay for it."
What? ! Liang Rong almost jumped up in shock. Trading ultimatum? How can this work? ! However, after being shocked, he thought of another person. If there is no family background, no fame and no wealth, what about the prostitutes and even the merchants? Buying a ultimatum seems to be a good choice too. Tax avoidance, immunity from military service, at a critical moment, isn’t it a life-saving card
Just, just... "This, isn't this blasphemy?" Liang Rong stammered.
If Zhang Bin or Duan Qin said that, he might not be so surprised. But the one who said this is the grandfather who is known as the Medicine Master Buddha, who single-handedly implements the Dharma!
"Buddhas should be revered and laws should be obeyed, but monks are also human beings." Liang Feng replied calmly, "Rong Er, you have to remember it firmly. As long as you are human, you will have desires. Saints and monks may be able to transcend, but most of them are ordinary people. , is just a coat of approval. As long as it is beneficial, it will attract competition. It doesn't matter if it is monk, Taoist, or Confucian. Therefore, you can worship God and believe in Buddhism, but you cannot be deceived by those who pretend to be ghosts. Manipulation, harming the people and harming the country.”
Liang Rong sat there stiffly, completely speechless. He originally thought that his father did not let him contact Buddhism, just because he was young and needed to lay a solid foundation in Confucianism. Who would have guessed that this was not the case at all! What he wants to learn by himself is never a simple school, but the real way of a holy king!
To rule the world, to benefit the people.
This wish is so big that it makes people shudder. However, in Liang Rong's heart, there was an uncontrollable emotion. My father has always been like this, step by step and hard. How can such benevolent aspirations be comparable to those who have absorbed fame and fortune? It is precisely because of this that Bingzhou can be stable, and Sizhou and Jizhou can belong to the territory. If grandfather really one day ascends to that high position, what kind of appearance would he look like...
Small fists, clenched tightly. Liang Rong nodded: "What the lord said, the boy remembers."
Liang Feng looked at his son's excited look, and sighed in his heart. In this era when going out to play, he must first make a divination, of course he could not instill atheism in Liang Rong. Religion is not a big deal. But being controlled by religion, and even sinking, is another matter.
Any religion is inherently dangerous and can easily threaten secular domination. That's why he brought Liang Rong here to show him what the undercurrent was hiding. And with such shocking education, it is possible to reshape the Three Views.
Maybe this kind of protective lock will always loose one day. But he hopes, not the generation behind him.