Bury the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 21 Borrowing money from the Buddha
Quanlin Temple is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and surrounded by springs. I, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Ma Zige, and Emperor Gaozongchun, Qian Deaf, stayed at the Quanlin Palace ten times. Mazi wrote "The Story of the Spring Forest" and engraved a monument Of course, the old dog Qian Deaf, who has always liked arty, was not far behind. Not only did he inscribe a stele to commemorate it, but he also wrote [-] additional poems.

It stands to reason that two generations of emperors, Kang Mazi and Qian Deaf Laogou visited and worshiped successively. Quanlin Temple should have been famous in the world long ago. Unfortunately, Quanlin Temple is far inferior to famous mountain and ancient temples such as North and South Shaolin Temple and Daxiangguo Temple in terms of scale and historical heritage. , so the popularity of Quanlin Temple is limited to around Sishui County.

Zhu Jinsong didn't know the existence of Quanlin Temple until he smashed the Sishui county government.

Then Zhu Jinsong always wanted to come to Quanlin Temple to spend the night, and burn incense sticks for Tathagata by the way—mazi can be burned, Qian Deaf and the old dog can be burned, but I, Zhu, can't burn it?
Hurrying along the way, we finally arrived at Quanlin Temple just as the sun was setting.

Zhu Jinsong tilted his head and signaled Zhu Laosan to knock on the door, but Zhu Laosan was a little hesitant: "Brother, after all, we came to Quanlin Temple to stay overnight, and now you are carrying a hare to the temple to burn incense, don't you... "

Zhu Jinsong glared, and Zhu Laosan hurriedly knocked on the door obediently.

The afterglow of the sun reflected the ancient temple in the deep mountain, and a group of people stood on the white snow. If Zhu Laosan hadn't knocked on the door vigorously, it would have been a beautiful scene.

The monks in the temple were quickly awakened by the random knocking on the door—normally, the rhythm of knocking on the door should be two first and then three. Except for the mourners, no normal person would bang as soon as they came up Banging on the door is extremely rude.

Zhu Laosan slammed it twice again, the temple gate finally opened slowly amidst the creaking sound, and the monk Xiaoguang behind the temple gate also asked dissatisfiedly: "Who is it?"

Zhu Jinsong took a step forward, pulled Zhu Laosan aside, and said with a smile, "Go and tell your abbot that Zhu Jinsong, who killed the county magistrate of Ningyang and the army of Yanzhou a few days ago, came to borrow..."

Before finishing the next few words, the little novice ran towards the temple in a panic, shouting as he ran, "It's not good! The thieves who killed officials and rebelled are coming!"

Soon, there was a sound of crackling footsteps in the temple, and a group of monks rushed to block Zhu Jinsong with sticks each.

Seeing the trembling legs of the monks, Zhu Jinsong couldn't help but chuckled, shook his head, and then took a step forward, and the young and strong people behind Zhu Jinsong naturally also took a step forward, The monks standing in front of Zhu Jinsong took a step back.

At this moment, a Buddha's cry came from behind the group of monks: "Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name fell, and a group of monks standing in front of Zhu Jinsong separated to the two sides. An old monk in cassock and holding a rosary slowly walked past the monks, stopped and couldn't help but look at the hare in Zhu Jinsong's hand. He said in secret, "Wuzhi, a poor monk. He is the abbot of Quanlin Temple. He didn't know that the benefactor came to our temple. It was a sin, a sin."

Zhu Jinsong laughed twice, and said: "Why is the great monk so polite? As the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty, and we are not that stingy, so naturally we won't blame it."

Wuzhi's face remained unchanged, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name again, and said, "I don't know if Lord Zhu is here today, what advice do you have?"

Zhu Jinsong said with a smile: "The little novice just now was really timid, and rushed to report the letter before he finished listening to us. You said that this matter was handled, and we have to introduce ourselves again. "

Zhu Jinsong coughed, looked at the monks in Quanlin Temple and said, "We, Zhu Jinsong, only do things for the heavens, and we are not some murderers who like to kill and set fire."

"So far, there are only a hundred or ten households of evil gentry that we have wiped out, and only four county magistrates that we have killed, and the other small officials of the eighth and ninth ranks add up to about sixty or seventy, like a fourth-rank army. There is only one."

"So don't be afraid, everyone."

After Zhu Jinsong's words fell, all the monks in Quanlin Temple took a step back—even more scared!

Monk Wuzhi even wondered in his heart, is this person surnamed Zhu introducing himself?Or is he promoting his deeds of killing officials and rebelling?What is his intention?
Thinking of this, Monk Wuzhi suddenly thumped in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good - if Zhu Jinsong didn't say these things, then he could pretend that he didn't know him, as long as he could keep Quanlin Temple, it didn't matter even if he got angry. But now...

Seeing the uncertain expression on Monk Wuzhi's face, Zhu Jinsong said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Monk Dahe, we came to your Quanlin Temple today not to identify the Dharma, and not to set fire to murder, but only for two reasons. thing."

Only then did Monk Wuzhi feel a little relieved, let alone two things, even if it is two hundred or two thousand pieces, as long as it is not too much, the poor monk will agree to you!
Zhu Jinsong raised his right hand, raised his index finger, and said: "The first thing to do is to spend the night at your Quanlin Temple, and you will leave early tomorrow morning. After that, whether you want to report to the official or not, it doesn't matter. It's all up to you."

The Great Monk Wuzhi immediately nodded and said, "The benefactor is a guest from afar, so it's all right to stay overnight, but I don't know the second thing the benefactor said?"

Zhu Jinsong laughed again, raised his middle finger again, made a gesture of yes with both fingers, shook it slightly, and said: "The second thing is that we have been doing justice for the sky recently, but we ended up doing what we did. I'm a little poor, so I'm going to borrow some gold, silver and jewelry from your Tathagata Buddha."

Monk Wuzhi looked at Zhu Jinsong in a daze, but was furious in his heart.

Borrow money from Buddha?Who the hell would it be to be able to say such things in Buddhism?
"Amitabha, sin, sin." The great monk Wuzhi recited two Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, looked at Zhu Jinsong and said, "The almsgiver speaks such lies in the pure place of Buddhism, isn't he afraid of the Buddha's blame?"

The smile on Zhu Jinsong's face gradually disappeared, and he stared coldly at the Great Monk Wuzhi and said: "We borrowed money from Tathagata, not from you, Monk Wuzhi. If Tathagata disagrees with the loan or wants to blame, Then let him come and tell us in person."

Monk Wuzhi froze, thinking, is there any difference?You said you didn't borrow money from the old monk, so why did you ask the Buddha to send you the money?

Monk Wuzhi clasped his hands together, and said slowly: "Amitabha, sin, sin. The monks in Quanlin Temple are all monks, and they eat simple tea and light food every day. Even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this Great Hall are nothing but clay bodies How can the gold and silver mentioned by the donor come from wearing a layer of gold clothes?"

Zhu Jinsong snorted, and the expression on his face became even colder: "We didn't seem to be clear on what we said just now? We said that there were four magistrates killed, and the last one was the magistrate of Sishui County!"

"Half of the thousands of hectares of fertile land around Quanlin Temple are under the name of Quanlin Temple, and [-]% of the rent is charged every year; if it catches up with the disaster year, the loan sharks that come out of nine and eighteen will be released. This time, in order to welcome Qian Deaf's southern tour , you Quanlin Temple spent a lot of money on preparations, right?"

"Also, although the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this temple are not made of gold, they are all made of pure copper and gilded gold. How come your little monk Wuzhi's mouth turned into a clay body covered with gold?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Jinsong took another step forward, and said in a deep voice: "We heard that there is a precept against lying in Buddhism, but we don't know how you, the great monk Wu Zhi, practice?"

The expression on Monk Wuzhi's face changed drastically, and he took a step back as if uncontrollably, but Zhu Jinsong followed closely and took a step forward: "Monk, we are here today to ask the Tathagata to borrow money. To kill and set fire, so, understand?"

Monk Wuzhi lowered his head and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, sin, sin."

However, Zhu Jinsong let out a laugh, turned his head and said to Zhu Laosan, Liu Erniu and the others: "A bunch of idiots, what are you doing here in a daze? Why don't you send someone to get the money with the great monk Wuzhi? What if If you have no money, you can borrow it from the Buddha and Bodhisattva in the hall!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Jinsong threw the hare in his hand to Zhu Laoer again, and said: "Clean up, borrow some salt from the great monk Wuzhi to roast, and leave a rabbit leg for Tathagata Buddha to taste. There is no firewood." Just go find some scriptures."

Hearing that Zhu Jinsong had no respect for Buddhas and Bodhisattvas inside and out, and said that he wanted to use scriptures and books as firewood, monk Wuzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "The almsman is here to stay. The poor monk agrees, so the almsman is here to borrow money." The poor monk just borrowed the money, but the benefactor is so ignorant and contemptuous, even if the Buddha does not blame him, the monks in Quanlin Temple cannot help the benefactor to be so presumptuous!"

The monks of Quanlin Temple who were behind Monk Wuzhi were already furious. They shouted in unison, each clenched their sticks, and stood behind Monk Wuzhi. The young and strong also held the blades in their hands and stood behind Zhu Jinsong.

Seeing that it was going to be a firefight, Zhu Jinsong laughed loudly, and suddenly took a step forward, only to hear a slap, and it was Zhu Jinsong who slapped Monk Wuzhi across the face.

Zhu Jinsong looked at Monk Wuzhi who was full of disbelief, and said with a sneer, "What did we say just now? Huh? The vultures can set fire to Southern Shaolin. Do you think we dare not set fire to Quanlin Temple?"

The Great Monk Wuzhi finally remembered what Zhu Jinsong said just now—there were only a hundred and ten households of evil gentry who were wiped out!Kill the door!Hundreds of households!
But Zhu Jinsong went on to say: "If you were just poor people, or if you kept the Buddhist precepts, we wouldn't come to your Quanlin Temple with all your heart and soul."

"But you are not poor people, and you can't keep the Buddhist rules and regulations. You don't eat fast and recite scriptures every day. You have to mix with the government to do some shitty things to oppress the people."

"You said, we came to your Quanlin Temple and wronged you?"

After reprimanding the great monk Wuzhi, Zhu Jinsong turned his head to look at Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan and the others: "What are you still doing?"

As the so-called brothers who fight tigers, father and son fight in battle, Zhu Jinsong, the eldest brother, has no respect for Buddha and Bodhisattva, and Zhu Lao Er and Zhu Lao San are naturally the same.

Zhu Laoer laughed grimly, and began to clean up the hares in front of the monks of Quanlin Temple. Monk Wuzhi was completely desperate at this time, looked up at Zhu Jinsong, and said: "Since the benefactor wants to borrow money, then please ask the benefactor to borrow money." Send someone to come with me to pick it up."

……

Waking up early the next morning, Zhu Jinsong first ordered a few boxes around him, and then ran to the Daxiong Hall to burn incense sticks for Tathagata.

Looking at the rising green smoke, Zhu Jinsong first bowed with his hands clasped together, and then muttered in a low voice: "Don't blame the Buddha, it's not that we want to keep you here, we really can't take you away with us. So I can only wrong you first."

Zhu Laoer and Zhu Laosan also imitated Zhu Jinsong's way to burn incense, but Zhu Laoer whispered: "Why don't we go to the nearby village to borrow a few places to arrange a car?"

Zhu Laosan said in a low voice: "Second brother, don't make trouble, this is offering incense to the Buddha - don't we have to go to the Quanlin Palace later? That is a palace, much better than Quanlin Temple!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Laosan turned his attention to Zhu Jinsong again: "Brother, are we really going to smash the Spring Forest Palace?"

Zhu Jinsong hummed and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Laosan said: "If it is not smashed, it is estimated that Emperor Qianlong and those dog officials under him can still pretend to be deaf and dumb. If it is smashed, there will be no room for maneuver?"

　PS: What, the computer system suddenly crashed last night, and I haven’t fixed it after a busy night, and today I have another day of tossing, so I can only owe a chapter first.

　　Another PS: It is really troublesome to install the broken win11 system, and I don’t know when the domestic system will give some strength!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)