Zhou Heng smiled. It seemed that Zhu Yunmo was not stupid. He had already discovered the clue, but he didn't understand the reason.

"At Beishan Theater, you have watched the dramas of Miss Bai and others. There are wars and killings on it, which makes you excited. Even though you know it is fake, you are still brought into that emotion. Now these people are the same, they are just acting according to the script."

Zhu Yunmo widened his eyes and looked carefully at the people in front of the hall gate. Then he kept nodding, with a sudden expression on his face.

"So that's the case, no wonder I feel uncomfortable. The Japanese monk was holding a note, and it seemed that he couldn't remember the words completely. Isn't this just acting?"

Zhou Heng nodded and didn't say anything. Such a performance was very successful. He just didn't know which temple these Japanese monks were from. If they presided over the temple and knew that they used the reputation of Japanese monks to help the monks in Daliang establish their authority, that would be interesting.

At this time, the performance on the stage seemed to come to an end.

Monk Jingyi stood up, nodded slightly to the Japanese monk, and then began a speech to save all living beings. It was nothing more than suffering in this life, so that you can have good cause and effect in the next life, and be a human being again, and avoid the bitter fruits of Avici Hell.

With the last sound of Amitabha, the people who were watching the entire hall, as well as those onlookers outside the temple, all knelt down and recited Amitabha.

This scene is very spectacular, and the image of a master monk is well established. After all, people are all from society. Once everyone around you does something, it is easy for you to be infected. All of these people are like this now. At this time, it is really hard to tell who is the performer and who is the audience.

Monk Jingyi, who stood in front of his chest with one hand, looked around here, his expression on his face was quite calm, but Zhou Heng could feel that he was laughing, and in his heart.

At this time, one of the Japanese monks came out and said in bad Chinese words:

"Master Jingyi's great Dharma Lingyi is the ultimate in this world. He does not seek to be a master in this world. He still has a correct person who knows and views as a master to continue the Buddha's wisdom life. So he is here. The master's writings are not a word or origin, and they are deeply revealed, and they are in a wonderful way to meet the opportunity. He is a good medicine for the disease in the Dharma-Ending World. He can be said to be a good person who knows the Dharma and admires it with all his heart!"

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows. How could this judgment be like Master Xuyun, a monk in his twenties, who just took a boat to India. In today's words, it was a returnee sect, which made him a master and continued the Buddha's wisdom life. This evaluation is really ashamed.

After saying that, the Japanese monks stood up one after another and bowed to Monk Jingyi ninety degrees. This was considered a conceited. The officials sitting below quickly stood up with a smile on their faces.

The monk Jingyi won, and they liked to hear the most. After all, he could go to the palace to report good news, which was a good match. The official quickly called someone to prepare a carriage and horse to send these Japanese monks away.

After a while, the carriage and horses were ready. The people got into the car. Monk Jingyi didn't get off, but just stood up and nodded slightly. Not to mention that he looked like a magnificent monk, the carriage and horses left. The people who listened to Monk Jingyi's lectures did not disperse, but someone rushed in outside.

Zhou Heng felt bored and looked at Zhu Sanfu, wanting him to prepare for the carriage and horse to leave. Even if he wanted to find fault, it was not now. Let him enjoy the joy of victory first, and then recognize this little disciple.

At this moment, a sound rang out of time.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that Donor Zhou was so concerned about the Dharma Assembly of Ms. He came to watch it in person, which surprised me a little."

Zhou Heng stopped hearing this. It seemed that this monk Jingyi had seen them a long time ago. Since that was the case, there was no need to hide it. From his arrogant tone, he was full of pride, so there was no need to leave any face.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng turned around, and Zhu Yunmo also turned around and looked at Monk Jingyi.

"There is nothing to be surprised about. I originally thought that Master Jingyi's Dharma Assembly was very exciting, but after watching it, I was really a little regretful. Naturally, there was nothing to be left to nostalgic for."

Monk Jingyi walked down the steps, and the people sitting on the cushion just stood up and gathered together. After all, Monk Jingyi had just had such an extremely wonderful performance with the Japanese monk, and they all seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and they wanted to rush up to deal with Zhou Heng.

There are naturally officials from the court here, and a few of them have already come over. They want to come up and tie people to Shuntian Mansion. However, when they see Zhu Yunmo's expression paused, their steps also stopped at the same time.

Prince Ning is really a celebrity around the emperor and dare not move easily. Monk Jingyi narrowed his eyes slightly and saw all this.

"Unfortunately, wasn't it because Mr. Zhou was depressed and came to Baohua Temple to relax?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, "I just want to take a look. Can all the monks who have returned from the Buddhist scriptures in India have a great enlightenment? I still feel regretful after seeing it. Please don't introduce them in the name of Master Xuyun Zeng and his disciples in the future.

Don’t always imitate Master Zeng and learn from the scriptures of India. You should know that Master Xuyun went to India on foot by land.

Departing from the capital, we pass by Chang'an, Qinzhou, Lanzhou, Liangzhou, Guazhou, Yumen Pass, Yiwu, Gaochang, Aqini, Quzhi, Balujia, Lingshan, Daqingchi, Suye City, Zhaowu's nine surnames, Tiemen, Daxueshan, Peshawar City, and Tianzhu.

I went back to Daliang Kingdom after ten years of departure at the age of 30, and the true scriptures you brought back today were brought back more than 60 years ago by Master Xuyun, and now I will be worshipped in the Fahua Temple in Datong."

Monk Jingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Zhou Heng with a different look than before.

"I am just inspired by Master Great Master, and want to imitate Master Great Master and promote Buddhism, so that the people in my sufferings can escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible and be compassionate. Is there anything wrong with this?"

The words of the monk Jingyi moved the people around him. What a big mind to save sentient beings and let poor people escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Such spirit is really a bit like a master.

Zhou Heng didn't care at all and smirked slightly.

"Master Jingyi means that as long as the people believe in Buddhism and recite the scriptures again every morning and evening, can those people who are not full of food and clothing be filled with their stomachs? Can they escape from the sea of ​​suffering?

Furthermore, Master Jingyi believes that under the rule of Your Majesty, the people live in suffering and need you to save the people?"

As soon as the last sentence was said, others had not yet reacted. The officials just now shrank their necks one by one and all subconsciously retreated. This charge was really cruel.

However, if you analyze the words of Monk Jingyi just now, it does have this meaning, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the palace is doing this.

This is a doubt of the emperor's ability to rule. It is simply a final conclusion for the emperor of the dynasty. It would be fine if you are a licking dog and praise him. However, you really don't have the qualification to judge Monk Jingyi in this way.

Sure enough, Monk Jingyi was a little anxious. He coughed and looked at Zhou Heng with a rare cautious look on his face.

"The donor Zhou is adding a crime to me for being innocent. In fact, I understand it very much. At that time, I explained your destiny in the hall, so I was ready to be framed and slandered by you. This is also a consideration for my great times in Daliang.

The donor Zhou can despise me and disagree with the content of the memorials' lectures. However, don't point the finger at all the monks in Baohua Temple and even Daliang because of their disagreement. To save the people and be compassionate, this is the situation that every monk pursues."

Zhou Heng smiled and tilted his head to look at Monk Jingyi.

"It's very interesting. When did I talk about other monks? I said before that as a monk, what kind of practice method you are willing to choose is your personal pursuit and your opportunity, but don't borrow the wise wisdom of others, especially Master Xuyun."

Monk Jingyi lowered his eyes slightly, and when he heard this, he relaxed. He quickly clasped his hands together and recited the holy name in his mouth.

"Amitabha, Master Great Master is a person who is willing to follow me with my life. Why did Master Zhou mention this five times and three times? Is it wrong for me to promote Master Great Master Great Master's Buddhist spirit?"

Zhou Heng nodded seriously, took off the string of Buddhist beads on his neck, and held them in his palms with both hands.
Chapter completed!