After several warmth, Mi Lan was defeated and leaned on Sun Ce's chest and did not want to move. She sweated like slurry, and her body fragrance became stronger, and she couldn't walk around Sun Ce's nose. Sun Ce was energetic and seemed to be unable to sleep. Seeing that Mi Lan had no intention of fighting again, Sun Ce reached out to take the scriptures that he threw aside, and read them in the light.

As Zhuge Liang introduced, the "Forty-Two Chapters" is similar to the "Analects of Confucius" and does not systematically introduce the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures. It looks like a preaching text that eliminates evil and encourages goodness. It is probably because of the copying. The words are not elegant, and there are many typos, and there are many awkward and confusing things. It is far from the later Buddhist scriptures that Sun Ce is familiar with.

It can be seen from this that an excellent translation is very important to the dissemination of culture.

"Why are you not sleeping?" Mi Lan tried hard to open her eyes, glanced at the Buddhism in Sun Ce's hand, muttered, and closed her eyes again. "Husband, it's not advisable to read the scriptures at this moment, as it's disrespectful."

"Hehe, what's the disrespect for this?" Sun Ce said while reading the scriptures: "The true enlightened people will not care about these things. Only those who are half-informed will care about those external rituals. It is a specialty of Futu. Look at this paragraph..."

Milan raised her hands and covered her ears. "If you don't listen, if you don't listen, if you don't listen, I won't listen."

Sun Ce laughed twice and did not argue with Mi Lan again. Although he had never read the "Forty-Two Chapters", he was aptly art, had read popular books such as "What the Diamond Sutra says", and had also read some books introducing the Buddhist worldview. He did not believe in religion, but he did not oppose Buddhism. If he looked at religion with an open mind, almost all religions have their own reasonable components and far-fetched aspects. The difference is only in the proportion.

Buddhism can become a world-wide religion, attracting countless philosophers and wise men to bow their backs, and it has its own profoundness. However, although scriptures are good, they cannot prevent monks with crooked mouths. When Buddhism becomes a profession, the dirt inside is inevitable. This is not a unique phenomenon in Buddhism. Almost all religions are like this. Confucianism praises saints, while hypocrites are also rampant in the world. The goal of religion is to be extraordinary and saints, but most people are just ordinary people after all. The so-called belief in religion is just a verbal saying, and there are few and few people who truly worship the truth.

The scriptures were not long, only more than two thousand words, and Sun Ce quickly finished reading them. His feeling was similar to Zhuge Liang. There was no need to forcibly prohibiting them, but it was impossible to indulge them. It could not provide an economic foundation for making Buddhism popular in the world. Whether it is society or Buddhism itself, it is not a good thing. When a monk opens a company and a Zen temple to go public, the so-called practice became a joke.

Listening to Mi Lan's steady voice and smelling the fragrance at his nose, Sun Ce's thoughts were surprisingly clear, with the meaning of being clear and clear.

The next morning, Sun Ce found Zhuge Liang and asked him about his meeting with Taoist Futu.

Zhuge Liang's face was tired, his eyes were red, and he had two dark circles. He knew that he had stayed up late and might not even sleep. He took a cold shower and woke him up and rushed over. As soon as he met, he had not spoken, but he handed over a thick report.

"General, this is the summary of my meeting with Taoist Taoist of Futu."

Sun Ce took the summary and put it on his hand, patted it gently. "Didn't sleep all night?"

"I slept for an hour." Zhuge Liang felt a little embarrassed. "It is related to the soldiers in the army. There must be no mistakes. I want to solve this problem as soon as possible to avoid losing control."

"You are diligent and quick to act. Of course, this is an advantage. But if you do things too much or too little, you should put your body first."

"Here." Although he was criticized, Zhuge Liang was still very happy.

"What are their specific requirements?"

"Futu was introduced to the Central Plains during the reign of Emperor Xiaoming and built Baima to translate scriptures. It has been more than a hundred years since then. The scriptures he brought back then have not been translated yet. The two venerables Kashyapa Moteng and Zhu Falan have passed away. An Shigao went to the south to preach the Dharma, but they did not know where to end. The Yuezhi people continued the matter. They were old and weak, and they probably couldn't last long. The translation of scriptures in Baima Temple was difficult to continue. Some of the scriptures published before were copied and erroneous. Many people did not understand the true meaning of the teachings of Futu at all, but used the name of Futu to gather people to make money and ruin the reputation of Futu. They came to see the general and wanted to ask the general to support them in the translation of the scriptures and print the translated scriptures in the world, so that people can know the true teachings of Futu so as not to be mistaken."

Sun Ce did not argue. He was very tight now, so he had no spare money to support translation of scriptures.

"There is another thing. As the general said, the saying of righteous war is not the teachings of the Buddha. It was because a Han Chinese reminded him and gave them guidance, so they adapted to local conditions and facilitated their actions."

"Han people? What kind of Han people are they called?"

"They don't know the name, they only know that the man is about forty or fifty years old, of medium figure, and taciturn. In the spring of Chuping, he went to Baima Temple for a while and often listened to Taoists in the temple chanting scriptures. Later, he lost his hair and practiced and believed in the Buddha."

"The third year of Chuping?" Sun Ce thought about something.

Seeing this, Zhuge Liang hurriedly asked, "General, do you know this person?"

"I don't know, I just think this time is too coincidental. At the end of the second year of Chuping, I fought with Xu Rong and Yu Anzhong and won by chance, but Xu Rong was not in a lifetime or a dead body. I always thought that he might still be alive, but there was no news about him. If he became a monk in Baima Temple, the time would be just right."

"Then I'll send the painter to ask, draw a portrait, and then find someone who knows Xu Rong to confirm."

Sun Ce nodded. "Okay, although we have no personal grudges, this person is old and good at using military forces. When the emperor uses people, if he knows his whereabouts, he might invite him out of the mountain. We must be prepared and not suffer any pain."

Zhuge Liang nodded repeatedly and immediately made arrangements. As soon as he turned around and was about to leave, Sun Ce stopped him. "You told those Taoists of Futu, I'm a little busy lately. I'm free in two days, so I'll talk to them in detail."

Zhuge Liang responded and turned around to make arrangements. Sun Ce picked up the report that Zhuge Liang wrote overnight and looked at the neat official script on it, and couldn't help but smile. Zhuge Liang was a great talent, but he was not a good person. Liu Bei dared not use it at first, but later he had to use it. To put it bluntly, he was still lacking in talent and limited in mind. If he had enough means to use the Yuan Cong Group, Jingxiang Group, Dongzhou Group, and Yizhou Group, why did he work hard for so long to divide the world into three parts?

Now that he has returned to his hometown Youzhou, can he make a new world? Sun Ce was in a daze for a moment.

Guo Wu walked in quickly. "General, Hua Tuo asked for a meeting."

Sun Ce woke up and was very surprised. Hua Tuo saved Sun Yi. On the first day he followed Cao Ang to Junyi, Sun Jian came to the door to thank him and gave him a lot of gifts to show his gratitude. Although Sun Yi's life cannot be measured by money, this gift has arrived. Hua Tuo, as a fellow villager and firm supporter of Cao Ang, could not serve him, so he has been keeping a distance recently. He did not go to pay homage to Hua Tuo, and Hua Tuo did not take the initiative to see him to avoid suspicion. What does it mean to suddenly come to the door on his own initiative?

"Please come in." Sun Ce thought, and got up and walked to the steps.
Chapter completed!