Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 316 Chapter 316, the eminent monk persuaded the monks, and the Bodhisattva Cihong wants to help
The reception of Zhu Cihong by the eminent monks did not seem to be a big event, but it was not.

Even when Gushri Khan was invited by the monks to enter Lhasa, the eminent monk did not go to the city gate to greet him in person, but only sent a few abbots to greet him instead.

This is because the monks have the aura of "Buddha's Spokesperson". In other words, they are believers with "divine nature".

Now that he has divinity, how can he be on an equal footing with ordinary people?
This principle may sound ridiculous to people who do not believe in God, but in the hearts of countless believers in Tibet, this is a matter of course.

But today, under the watchful eyes of these believers, the eminent monk who has the divinity of the Buddha and other monks, the spokesman, bowed their heads to Zhu Cihong.

Respectful, even a little - groveling.

Of course, these can also be explained, because His Royal Highness Zhu Cihong is a Bodhisattva under the seat of the Buddha, and the Ming Emperor who is far away in the capital is one of the Buddhas.

But in any case, this incident still left a crack in the hearts of many people.

Over time, when someone with a heart quietly widens the crack in a silent way, the high wall of faith will slowly collapse.

At that time, the emperor of the world will replace the aloof Buddha and become the object of awe and allegiance for all believers.

As the future emperor, Zhu Cihong liked this very much.

After returning to Lhasa, Zhu Cihong looked at the majestic palace in front of him, and said a word very calmly.

"From today onwards, this palace is my father's palace, and it is also my father's residence in Tibet as a Buddha. Monks, do you have any objections?"

A middle-aged monk's cheeks visibly trembled, and he wanted to speak angrily, but was stopped by the eminent monk.

The eminent monk smiled gently and said, "The Buddha should have a place of practice. Otherwise, why would he accept the worship of believers? What the Bodhisattva said is reasonable."

Zhu Cihong laughed and said: "That's good. I think you, the eminent monks, are tired of waiting at the city gate for a long time. I won't let you eat in this Palace. Go back."

The eminent monk was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "That is indeed the truth."

The eminent monk led many monks and watched Zhu Cihong's carriage go away.

The monk who was stopped by the eminent monk just now said rather dissatisfied: "Why didn't the eminent monk let the poor monk speak? His Royal Highness is really going too far."

The eminent monk turned his head and looked at the monk indifferently: "Do you know that the Central Plains was the place where my Buddhist righteousness flourished?"

The monk said: "Of course we know this. If we talk about the great rise of Buddha, it will naturally be in the Southern and Northern Dynasties of the Central Plains and the Sui and Tang Dynasties."

The eminent monk said indifferently: "Then do you know why my Buddhist teachings have declined in the Central Plains?"

The monk snorted and said, "Of course it's because those Central Plains people are too arrogant and disrespectful to my Buddha, so my Buddha is unwilling to save them!"

The eminent monk sighed and said, "Confused. My Buddha is merciful, and what he saves is all things in the world. How could he not be willing to save believers? The real reason is that the rulers of the Central Plains are destroying the Buddha."

The word "destroying Buddha" seems to have some kind of strange ability, which immediately quieted all the monks present.

The eminent monk looked around at all the monks present, and said calmly: "Of course the poor monk knows the dissatisfaction in your heart, but don't forget how vicious the Central Plains people were when they destroyed Buddha."

The faces of all the monks changed.

Still the same monk, said dryly: "The whole Tibetan area is my Buddha's followers, how dare he?"

The eminent monk laughed: "The followers of our Buddha in the Central Plains back then were ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times the size of Tibet today! But what happened?"

The monk was speechless.

The eminent monk said earnestly: "My Buddha is merciful, and it is precisely because of this that the poor monk hopes that we will also be more merciful. If not, when the catastrophe of the Buddha's destruction comes, it will be the day when we believers let our Buddha down." .”

Zhu Cihong returned to the palace, and sat down on the big bed that belonged to Gush Khan in satisfaction.

The bed is Gushhan's bed, but of course the bedding must be replaced with a new one.

Zhu Cihong stretched comfortably, feeling how beautiful this world is.

Some time ago, in order to chase Gushi Khan, it was called sleeping in the open, and it was very hard.

Fang Gongqian appeared beside Zhu Cihong, and said softly, "Your Highness, the monks seem to be arguing."

Zhu Cixiang laughed and said: "I'm so proud of you. If they don't quarrel, wouldn't they be sorry for the scene I put on?"

Fang Gongqian was obviously puzzled, and said: "Your Highness, if you want this servant to tell you, just kill those monks who disrespect you and Daming, wouldn't it be a one-and-done one?"

Zhu Cihong shook his head slightly, and said: "You don't understand. Although they have different opinions, they are actually one. Of course, I can kill some of them, but this will not make the remaining part of them more willing to be loyal. , will only make all the monks more angry."

Fang Gonggan had a puzzled expression on his face, he wanted to ask something else, but Zhu Cihong had already fallen asleep.

Personal pursuit on the plateau, even a ten-year-old boy with strong physical resilience, can't support it.

The next day, the big temple in Lhasa.

Zhu Cilang looked at a young monk who was about eight or nine years old with a smile, and said, "Is this the reincarnated soul boy?"

The eminent monk nodded slightly: "Exactly. According to the will of the Buddha, he will become the new leader of Buddhism after the poor monk returns to the West Paradise."

Zhu Cihong was a little curious: "Isn't it a reincarnation?"

The eminent monk said solemnly: "There are so many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats. Who can guarantee that the same person will be reincarnated every time?"

Zhu Cihong said seriously: "It does make sense, but I have a proposal."

The eminent monk said: "Your Highness, please tell me."

Zhu Cihong glanced at the soul boy in front of him, and said with a smile: "I heard that eminent monks need to study Buddhism intensively on weekdays, so how can I have time to teach the soul boy? Well, after all, this palace is also a Bodhisattva under the Buddha's seat, so there is this palace How about bringing the soul boy back to the capital to teach him?"

The expression on the monk's face changed.

After a while, the eminent monk said: "I really dare not bother Your Highness."

Zhu Cihong said sternly: "They're all from our own family. Why are you so polite? Let's make it so. From now on, every generation of soul boys will be sent to the capital to be trained and trained. This will be good for my Buddha to flourish in Tibet!"

The eminent monk wanted to say something more, but suddenly his eyes focused on the pistol in Zhu Cihong's palm that had been revealed at some point.

The eminent monk recited the Buddha's name and said: "Since the Bodhisattva has spoken, the poor monk will naturally not refuse."

Zhu Cihong laughed loudly, and gave a thumbs up to the eminent monk: "Very good, then I will bring the spirit boy class teacher back to court tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)