There was a green lamp in the room. Because Xuanzang had to read the scriptures, he even suddenly remembered that something was wrong at night, so he had to record the wrong places quickly, so the wicks were relatively high.

The wick will be bright when it is high, but it won’t take long to get the top of the wick and it will need to be cut.

The wicks kept burning, illuminating the interior.

A table table with a few volumes of scriptures on it... At the moment when books are gradually becoming popular, books are still used here.

"Master, it's in danger!"

Jia Ping'an's eyes were very sincere.

Xuanzang was not afraid of the flames and reached out to twist the top part of the carbonized wick, his movements were not fast or slow, and he made Jia Ping'an believe that in countless nights, he spread out the scriptures and watched them attentively. The lights exploded suddenly. He looked up, then reached out to twist the carbonized part, and looked down at the scriptures again...

When he was a teenager, he followed his brother away from his hometown and began to learn Buddhism. Gradually, he discovered that the current Buddhism had great limitations, so he decided to go west without hesitation...

Without permission, his trip was smuggled... He went all the way to India. There, he was like a fish in water, wandering in the sea of ​​Buddhism, and in a short time he became the object of admiration among the monks of India.

This kind of life can be called a cheat from a certain perspective, and it should be awesome.

But after Xuanzang returned to the Tang Dynasty, he wanted to stay away from disputes and prosperity. He took the initiative to ask to go to Shaolin Temple to translate scriptures... but failed, so he stayed in Chang'an, translating the scriptures he brought back day and night.

How should a person spend his life?

Some people are tirelessly pursuing the days when they are superior, that is, fame and fortune; some people are pursuing the days when they are far away from the world, just to tell the truth in their hearts.

Xuanzang is the latter type of person.

"you say."

He said calmly, gently rubbing each other with his two fingers on his right hand, and the carbon residue from the wicks was slowly rubbed down.

"Master, can you tell me that the two magical difficulties in the previous dynasty were difficult?" Jia Ping'an's eyes were calm.

Xuanzang nodded, "You mean those two times of difficulty? Of course I know."

"What does the mage think that it is difficult to get twice?"

There was no emotion in Jia Ping'an's eyes.

Xuanzang shook his head and said nothing.

"The master's mind is clear, so I will tell you my opinion."

Jia Ping'an looked up at Xuanzang, "I won't mention the dispute over Buddhism and Taoism today. Master Dao's two Dharma difficulties can tell the reason deep down..."

Xuanzang said calmly: "The monks have also mentioned the Dharma in the past few days. They all say that it is the Taoist sect who is slandering..."

But you must not agree with this view... Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "Master, how powerful was the Buddhist power? There were millions and hundreds of thousands of monks and nuns in the world, and there were countless people who depended on Buddhism. How much land and money do these people need to support them? How many temples do they need to build if they want to support them?"

He said seriously: "Master, Buddhism, this is not a difficulty in Dharma, but a disaster in monks. There were countless monks and nuns in the world, and when endless fields and wealthy people gathered outside, what did those outsiders think? Why did they become monks? Shouldn't they beg for food and travel around the world, tell the Dharma to the world, and enlighten the world?"

"you……"

A monk appeared outside and glared at him.

Xuanzang waved his hand, "Listen to him."

Jia Ping'an did not turn around and continued, "The Buddhist teachings are compassionate and wrong with those monks. They gathered countless people in the fields, they interacted with the powerful, and they regarded themselves as the spokespersons of the Buddha... But people are human beings, and mortals who eat, drink, defecate and sensation will never be able to escape from greed and anger."

Jia Ping'an said quietly: "The monks did not accumulate property back then, and now Fangwai has established a quality warehouse... They have released usury loans, countless land, countless tenant farmers and temple slaves, and countless money and grain... Master, is this still Fangwai?"

"Why does Buddhism compassionately serve the people? Those who should practice asceticism are waiting for incense to come in magnificent places all day long for the arrival of incense and the arrival of alms... And those ignorant people are now farming in the fields..."

Xuanzang's eyes were calm.

"When Fangwai continues to erode the world, when Fangwai forgets the rules of not interfering with the world, when they forget their identity, the mage...the mage will not be able to have only two difficulties."

Jia Ping'an sincerely hopes that both the outside world and the world will be peaceful.

In history, Buddhism has ushered in great prosperity since the last emperors and has been brewing oil with flowers and fire. As soon as the situation changes, Wuzong takes action.

Jia Ping'an stood up and said sincerely: "Let the outside world return to the outside world, and let the world return to the outside world. The outside world should be peaceful, and people should feel the profoundness and breadth of Buddhism and joy from the outside world. Buddha blesses good luck."

Jia Ping'an is gone.

Several monks came in and were furious.

"Master, this person has ulterior motives, and he is probably a spy from the Taoist sect."

"The two times that year, the Taoist sects were doing evil and blinded the emperor, so that we were innocently suffering. If we hadn't had those two times, how would my Buddhist sect prosper at this moment? Just think about it and make people's heart beat..."

"When the Dharma was in trouble, the emperor ordered monks and nuns to return to secular life and destroy the temple..."

"Now the emperor is back again and is eyeing my Buddhist sect. Master. Many people have come to Dacien Temple in the past few days and want to see the master..."

"The master is highly respected and stands up and speaks for Buddhism."

"Yes! If you don't say it, the emperor will not say it will limit the development of Buddhism."

Xuanzang just listened calmly.

Everyone foamed at the mouth and gradually calmed down.

He looked at Xuanzang with bright eyes.

As long as he stands out, countless people and powerful people will gather around him, and the emperor can only bow his head.

"I am dedicated to translating scriptures, how Buddhism develops... I am not concerned about it."

Xuanzang said quietly: "When I returned, the former emperor rewarded the land and temple slaves... I felt it was natural. But what Jia Jungong said shocked me."

He looked up at everyone.

"Why should we wait for us to become a monk?"

“Promote Buddhism.”

"How to promote it?" Xuanzang asked: "Storing land and slaves? What about monks who need so much money and grain? Why don't monks do it themselves for tenants and temple slaves?"

Everyone: "..."

Xuanzang sighed, "I traveled all over the world and even went to India. At that time, it was a sorrow. But now I...

The poor monks saw many monk temples along the way, some of whom also accumulated industries, which was no different from wealthy families. Some of them led their disciples to overcome obstacles, build temples in the wilderness, cultivate fields in the wilderness and support themselves, and preach the Dharma to the people around them...

Although they worked hard, they were happy and contented. I thought about it now... I was ashamed."

His eyes are faint...

...

Jia Ping'an rode his horse slowly in the night.

If Xuanzang is not moved, he will become the number one enemy outside the country.

The sound of horse hooves came, and Xu Xiaoyu and others drew their swords to guard.

More than ten cavalry showed up holding torches and looked at Jia Ping'an, "I've seen Duke Jia County."

"You wait for the middle of the night...for nothing, I won't ask."

These are all Hundred Riders. They appear here in the middle of the night, and most of them don’t do anything good.

Everyone smiled and bowed to say goodbye.

A carriage appeared on Zhuque Street after Jia Ping'an and others disappeared, accompanied by more than a hundred guards, and Chen Qiu personally led the team to escort...

The Jinwu Guard seemed to have disappeared and turned a blind eye to such a large number of people who violated the ban.

The carriage arrived outside the Dacien Temple. Chen Qiu knocked on the door. Someone asked inside the door. Chen Qiu whispered, and the door opened immediately.

Xuanzang went out to welcome...

The two of them got out of the carriage, and the man smiled slightly, "The mage is still the same, I am very happy."

The woman beside him is blessed, "I have met the wizard."

...

On the second day, Jia Ping'an got up, and Doudou kept muttering that he had not kept his promise yesterday, abandoned her at home, and was only concerned about going out to play by himself.

"Brother, you're getting up late!"

Doudou shaves his cheeks with his index finger.

Jia Yu yawned, "I haven't gotten up late."

"You're getting up late!"

"without!"

"have!"

The two children started to run, but Jia Ping'an didn't care and went out to start running.

The fog was swaying in the Daode Square, and Jia Ping'an was running loudly and didn't worry about hitting someone.

"Aye, wait for me!"

The two children screamed and came out.

Ah Fu leaned lazily at the door.

The weather is so good, the old man needs a good sleep and have another delicious meal when he wakes up...
To be continued...