Chapter 37: Master Wukong, Zhengjue Temple

"Small meaning" Zhixing, lazy, tilted his head, "From you had to deal with your brother, to you later unify the gangsters in Jiangzhou, and then you had to control the entire Yangtze River area, Senior Brother, I said a senior brother, I still said the same thing, who do you want to hit, Senior Brother, I will help you settle him."

"Think about what I said to you when you first arrived at Dalin Temple." Zhixingchao's chest was a little bit, "From now on, I will be your brother. Who dares to bully you? Just look for me?"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhixing." Wukong patted Zhixing on the shoulder vigorously.

"Where are you, Senior Brother Daoguang?" Wukong turned his head and looked at Daoguang.

"Are you planning to kill? Junior Brother Wukong?" Monk Daoguang pondered for a while, then asked Wukong.

"Do you need it?" Wukong raised his head, his big eyes regained their liveliness and agility, and he looked at Dao Guang cunningly.

"Don't you need it?" Wu Zhuo. Dao Guang's face also smiled.

"Of course not." Wukong slapped the bed in front of him with a thrilling spirit. "I'm not going to deal with the Emperor of Li Tang directly. I'm just a little Zhou Shaode, who brings a few little Taoist priests from the Qing sect. If I need to use external tricks to directly lift the table and chop people to win, then I still have the face to say that I can't defeat the little brother."

"If this is the case, then I will feel relieved after my senior brother." Daoguang said, taking out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Wukong's hand, "Here, this is my support for you, my senior brother."

"Is this?" Wukong took the envelope from Daoguang's hand with a suspicion, took out the letter paper inside and spread it out, and immediately stood there. "This...this...this...this is Master Daoxin's letter?"

"No, this is the letter appointed by Master Daoxin to the disciple of his personal disciple, and Master Wukong serves as the prison of the Zhengjue Temple in Huangmei." Daoguang's face showed a sincere smile, "In the future, Senior Brother, I will call you Master Wukong, you master of the temple."

During the Tang Dynasty, the division of labor in a temple was not as clear as it was later when the Baizhang Qing rules appeared, but the division of labor in the temple monks and leaders had also appeared. In a temple now, there are about four large and three small. Four large temple masters, stadiums, Vinaya, and guan Temple, and three small biography halls, Naosui, and Kusi.

Among them, the temple master was the later abbot, the head of a temple. He was mainly responsible for some external affairs, including negotiating with the official and managing the accommodation issues of foreign monks. He invited some eminent monks to come to our temple to preach. Of course, as the head of the temple, the temple master also needed to manage the daily affairs and precepts in the temple.

The reason for management is that the daily affairs in the temple are generally managed by Vina. The precepts and some things such as preaching and preaching in the temple are the responsibility of the throne. As for the throne, Naosu, the Kus are the direct subordinates of Vina. In other words, the throne and other things are responsible for Vina, and Vina is responsible for the throne and the throne to the temple master.

These monk positions are all inside the temple, and the temple is like the so-called military supervisor. It is a surveillance officer sent by the sect’s sect to the temples under the sect to monitor the daily affairs of the temple. Simply put, it is to monitor whether the monks such as the temple masters have any corruption or other effects on the remaining bad phenomena.

"But isn't the prison temple in Huangmei Zhengjue Temple Senior Brother Hongren?" Wukong asked hesitantly with the letter, "Will it suddenly change to me?"

"I don't either," Dao Guang answered honestly, "This letter was handed over to me by Master Daoxin's meditation room one night before we set off. Master Daoxin also told me that I would ask first if you have any plans to directly start killing and break the deadlock. If not, I will hand this letter to you."

"Where would I say there is?" Goku asked.

"If you say anything, it's a pity." Senior Brother Daoguang smiled, "Then I have to offend Senior Brother. Master Daoxin's instructions to me are to force you back to Jiangzhou and tell you another sentence."

"talk?"

"True compassion is respect for all spiritual beings." Monk Daoguang replied with a rare serious expression, "Master Daoxin also said that when you are Junior Brother Wukong, you know that when you are called "doing something" and "doing something not", you can see your true true heart."

Master Daoxin revoked the location of the Zhengjue Temple of Monk Nin and changed it. It was a deep meaning in it, and Wukong was not willing to think about it. For Wukong, this matter actually shows one thing. Whether Master Daoxin agreed with it or not, at least he was supporting it.

That's enough, isn't it?

"Okay, Master of the Temple, are you going to do it next?" Monk Zhixing said to Wukong lazily, "Although I support you, one code is the same as one code. We are still the same rule. If you use your brain, I will do it with my hands."

"It's too early to say the plan now." After receiving Master Daoxin's letter, Wukong felt the haze in his heart swept away. For him, in fact, the monks from Zhengjue Temple support or not, as long as Master Daoxin is willing to support him.

"We're only here for a day now, and we're all blind, so the first step is to inquire about the situation." Wukong patted Daoguang on the shoulder, "Fortunately, we brought a group of novice monks here, otherwise, if we were just a few of us, this matter would have been really blind."

"What are you going to ask those little novice monks to do?"

"Inquiry about the situation." Wukong replied calmly, "For example, the monks here like to eat and cook? There are also the family situations of these monks, such as how many people in their family, how many acres of land per capita, how many cows in the field, and what they think about returning to secular life, etc."

"Is it useful to inquire about this?" the little loli asked curiously.

"At present, we must be strict in the army and government." Wukong replied calmly, "I don't have a sense of belonging to my Zen Buddhism. I am just a monk who comes to make a living. We must start to fire them all, otherwise if the Taoists dig them over and then promote them, our image of Zhengjue Temple will definitely plummet."

"But if we start to open our hands, will our image be even worse?" Daoguang continued.

"Don't worry" Wukong smiled, "I know this in my heart."

"Tell the truth, every time you know what you know, trouble will happen." Zhixing continued.

"Then what, are you going to do next?" the little loli continued to ask.

"The next thing is to depend on the situation." Wukong thought carefully, "The original Huangmei was divided into four counties. My initial plan was to let the monks from Zhengjue Temple pass through each village in these four counties."

"What does it mean to go through it?" the little loli continued.

"Survey, investigate, take a walk to chant scriptures and pray for blessings, and save the dead." Wukong waved his hand, "In short, it is not important to do it in the village. What is important is to make these monks move. The sounds made in Huangmei County are not possible, but an important force in Huangmei's stability."

"What if they don't go?" Daoguang continued.

"I asked them to go to the village to pray for blessings. If anyone dares not go..." Wukong snorted, "that is, he has cut off himself from Buddhism, Zen, and the vast majority of people. At that time, if he doesn't want to return to secular life, he will go to another sect as soon as possible. Zen does not raise such waste."

"The problem is, we don't have the right to fire them?" Dao Guang answered a little worriedly.

"But we have the right to arrange for him to do things. Let these borers tell them not to do things for a day, not to eat for a day." Wukong slapped his murderous intent and hit the big bunk in front of him. "If you don't work, you don't want to eat, and you don't want to do things, you plan to eat enough and squat in the house to meditate. Get out of Huangmei for me."

"Little Tuipai, you said so well." The little loli clapped.

"What I said is OK, but the problem is that if we arrange things, if they don't do it?" Dao Guang was still a little worried. "After all, Wukong, you are just a prison temple, the master of the temple, and the vinaya. If you don't plan to do what Wukong said?"

"I'm afraid, who am I?" Wukong reached out and pointed at his nose, "I am the honest and reliable young man from Jiangzhou. I hold the Zhengjue Temple in my hand this month, next month, next month, next month. If monk Zhiyan wants to have a lip service with me, I don't mind telling him, get out, drink the northwest wind."

"You should respect Master Zhiyan, Wukong," Daoguang continued, "He is also a fellow disciple of Master Daoxin, and he is also considered a monk."

"Tall ball," Wukong said fearlessly, "He is a ball-haired monk. He closes his eyes and puts on stones all day long. When he speaks, he either 'all the world is like a dream' or 'I am born, how can I avoid death' and pull his grandmother's eggs. Since everything is a dream, he still eats, so everyone can starve to death as soon as possible."

"All day, I dreamed of saving all living beings when I sat at home. Such a good thing was in the world." Wu Air said angrily, "He didn't just fantasize that sentient beings would fall from his head and smash him into a Buddha."

"This, that's not what he said, Wukong." Daoguang got up, ran to the door and opened the door and looked outside, then closed the door and smiled bitterly at Wukong, "After all, he is an elder, even if you are tolerant of Master Daoxin's face."

"Tolerance, I'm already very tolerant." Wukong said without hesitation, "Look at Senior Brother Xuanshuang, he was a rare seedling back then. He had just come to Zhengjue Temple as a vinaya for a few years, and it became what the so-called hangover is now. If it weren't for being damaged by this stone monk, who else could it be?"

"And Senior Brother Hongren, if you want to tell me that Master Daoxin can teach a wood like Senior Brother Hongren, will I believe it?" Wukong said indignantly, "Who else can this be taught by Zhiyan? Zhiyan's practice has made a stone thing cultivated into a stone. If you die early, you will be purified. If you die early, everyone will be purified.

Chapter 37: Master Wukong, Zhengjue Temple
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