The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

Xin Suzhao saw that there was still a while of trouble, so he led Monk Kongkong back to his seat. The three master and apprentice were calm and calm, waiting for each other to make moves like martial arts masters.

The young master seemed to be afraid that the three of them would run away and run away, so she simply stayed where she was. After pondering for a moment, Chen Heng calmed down his breathing and collected his thoughts before asking: Can there be a Buddha in the world? If there is a Buddha in the world, why are there no rewards for good and evil? If there are rewards for good and evil, how about children who die young? What’s so evil?”

Chen Heng's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but look back at the empty monk and teacher Tai with their eyes closed. He was very smart. Thinking of the monk's life that Xin Suzhao had mentioned before, he already knew the origin of the problem to some extent.

Teacher, how do I know if what I said is right or wrong? Chen Heng was worried that they would cheat.

Right is right, and wrong is wrong. How can you say right is wrong? Shitai closed his eyes and said coldly, If you answer it well, I will be satisfied. Your family members who are seriously ill will also go with your master. have a look.

Hey, isn’t it just that I can’t bear to leave the old monk? Chen Heng nodded, knowing that the most important thing was to satisfy the teacher.

Since he was going to play the trick of free heart, Chen Heng could not help but frown as he crossed the steps. He looked up at the green mountains from time to time, and looked at the flowing river from time to time.

Time passed quietly, and everyone in the pavilion had different reactions. Xin Suzhao was the most indifferent, after all, this kind of subject was not his specialty.

Monk Kongkong was just like Master Tai. He closed his eyes and said nothing. He only moved his left hand on his knee, moving the beads little by little.

Chen Heng had no time to care about them, he only thought about ways to solve the problem in his mind.

These three questions are difficult to say, but not difficult to say. The first difficulty is to answer the three questions in a coherent manner, and the second difficulty is to answer the questions to the teacher's satisfaction, which also involves her and Kong Kong's children who died young.

Trying his best to recall all the knowledge in his mind, Chen Heng didn't even let go of the memories from his previous life, just hoping to think of something useful. After a long time, he answered aloud.

There is no Buddha in the world, but there is a Buddha in my heart.

What's the explanation? The young master named Miaoyu blinked and asked.

There is compassion in the human heart, and compassion is the Buddha.

Yes. Master Tai nodded. The question she really wanted to ask was not this. What about the next question?

Disciples believe that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. If there is no reward for good and evil, everything must be selfish. I think of a story I have heard, Chen Heng said about an anecdote he read in an ancient book when he was surfing in his previous life. , It is said that there was a merchant in the previous dynasty...

This story is about a businessman surnamed Xu who was very philanthropic, friendly with his neighbors, and very famous in the countryside. Once he took his fellow villagers out to deliver goods, and when he was about to pass through a ferry, he happened to encounter an old fortune teller on the side of the road and stopped him.

I see that the Yintang has turned dark, and I'm afraid you might be in danger of killing someone.

People who go out are most taboo about this, and the villagers who are traveling with him are about to get angry and smash his stall. However, Merchant Xu held the other party back and went forward to chat with him for a few words. The fortune teller only talked about the face he saw and did not give any solution.

Xu Shang saw that he didn't mean to extort people's money, so he simply left a few taels of silver for him and took his fellow villagers to the ferry.

Unexpectedly, by the time the two of them arrived at the ferry, the boat had already reached the middle of the river. The villagers were about to complain, complaining about the old fortune teller, blaming him for delaying their schedule.

Suddenly, a big hole broke out from the bottom of the ship. The people on the ship just cried and screamed for many days. A wave came and all the people were gone.

The speed was so fast that even the people on the shore didn't have time to surround him.

When Merchant Xu and his fellow villagers saw this, they were all frightened and didn't know what to say.

Behind them, a fortune teller walked by holding a banner and shaking his head and saying: I don't know whether his calculation is accurate or not.

I don't know, Master, do you think this businessman named Xu deserves to die or should he not?

After listening, everyone was speechless for a long time. Even his disciple Miaoyu couldn't help but turn his head to look at her. After a long time, Master Tai closed his eyes and replied, Yes.

When Chen Heng heard these words, he felt much more excited and his thoughts became more active, as if he had been helped by a god. He clasped his hands and paced, preparing to solve the last question, but when it involved children, he couldn't help but find it difficult.

If you don't answer this question well, all the goodwill you accumulated in the past will be in vain.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Hengcai answered: Fate is impermanent, and matters of life and death have their own destiny.

Since you said the fate was certain, why could the businessman in your story escape? As expected, the master seized on the loophole and asked.

Chen Heng cleared his throat. He knew that the other party would ask this question and replied directly.

Permanence gives birth to impermanence, and impermanence breeds permanence. If there are only certain things in the world, people's minds will naturally become lazy. Good people will be tired, bad people will be tired, and the world will be in chaos. Only impermanence and permanence go hand in hand, and the Buddha's heart is filled with the Tao , can wipe away the dust. This is the so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.

Then why can't my child be what you call Youchang? Is it my sin or his? Shitai pointed at Monk Kongkong and asked sternly.

It is neither anyone's fault nor anyone's fault. In addition to murder, birth, old age, illness and death are matters of reincarnation. Just as the disciple came here this time just because someone in the family was sick, the disciple also knows that if he cannot hire a famous doctor, he There is only one way to die. I don't know if Master can cure him.

But I know that Master is at Hanshan Temple, so I have to come and see him and look for him. If you can save it, save it. This is normal. If I can't be saved, I can still have a clear conscience and face the impermanence of life calmly.

I dare to ask Master, have you not done similar things like my disciples? Since you have already done it, why bother holding on to yourself?

Chen Heng's words were like a loud bell ringing in Master Tai's ears. At this time, no one has heard of this kind of truth and no one knows it.

It's just that Monk Kongkong has always felt guilty about the other party, and he has become weak by three points when he talks about it. As for the teacher, when she thought of her child, she was so deep in self-blame that she couldn't even listen to a thousand words.

The cool breeze blew slowly into the pavilion, and everyone had different expressions. The master was still about to speak, but Monk Kongkong whispered softly: Sister Fu, let it go. You are the one who has been thinking about Qi'er all these years.

Is it me? But that is my child, can I let it go? Master Tai sighed with emotion. Before she became a monk, she was not the mother of two children.

Dong dong dong.

Outside the pavilion, the temple bells suddenly sounded, one sound sandwiched between the other. The two temple bells sounded at the same time, beating the hearts of everyone like a wave, and like the sound of Buddha in the ears, soothing the injustice in the heart.

Suddenly a bluebird flew into the pavilion. It didn't know when it put its nest on the beam. When it came back, two or three young birds came out and squeaked at their mother. Like a few people in the prosecution booth disturbing them.

The female bird was also bold. She would not run away when she saw the crowd and flew around their heads. They shouted one after another, as if they were trying to drive them out.

The teacher just stared at it blankly, and finally let out a sigh of relief, Miaoyu, let them go.

Yes, Master.