Without saying a word, I hesitated. a long time, "The outcome of the battle between Buddhism and Taoism can only be judged by Confucian scholars, and then His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince." "We are not responsible for inviting Confucian students." "You don't have to worry about that, sir. I have a close friend who is from a Confucian background and can remain fair. I think if we ask him to come forward, neither side should be able to say anything." Li Qingcha guessed that it might be the number two in the group. It's normal for these two guys to brag and talk nonsense every day and become close friends. But, does Buyan know the identity of number two? Li Qingcha thought about this and asked naturally, "Master, who is this Confucian friend of yours? Does our Daoluo Division and the Ministry of Rites need to prepare anything in advance?" The silent bald man was slightly sweaty.
"No need to worry sir." at the same time, "Five: Number Two, you said before that you would go to the Three Sects Discussion to join in the fun. When is that?" "Five: Come out quickly and give me a definite answer!" Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ This is fine without saying anything, it's just a matter of taking one step at a time... "Two: What? You want me to spray you." "Five:!@#*￥%......" "Five: Just tell me whether you will come or not?" "Second: You said 'come or not', not 'go or not'. Are you currently at the Three Sects' discussion?" "Two: I guess your big bald head should be very obvious..." With just this one sentence, all group members in Beijing should know that Bu Yan is number five. Because among the monks present, he was the only one with good skills. "five:……" "Five: Are you going or not?" "Two: Go. Since you invited me so sincerely, I will definitely go. How about tomorrow afternoon?" "Two: I'd also like to mention that it's too late for you to change it to 'whether you're going or not' now." Li Qingcha noticed that No. 5... ahem... Bu Yan had more sweat on his forehead. She tried hard to hold back her laughter.
"Grandmaster?" Without bowing, "Don't worry, Mr. Li. My best friend will be here tomorrow." This guy has a real problem switching between the chat group and reality. The two names of "I" and "poor monk" have not been switched. Luo Weiyang on the side couldn't help but exclaimed "Huh?" Li Qingcha pulled the little foodie's sleeve, The little foodie was obedient and didn't say anything more. He just started eating his cakes. Without words or actions, "Mr. Li, I am here today just to observe the three sects' discussion of the Dao. You don't need to spend more time with me here." Li Qingcha looked around. Many people around were enjoying the Buddhist stories, so if Buyan stayed in the audience seat, he would be suspected of disrupting the event. She pondered for a moment, "Well, come with me, and let's go to the central pavilion to watch and discuss the Dao." Without saying a word or giving in, "Thank you, Mr. Li." He settled down his fellow apprentices and nephews. Afterwards, the three of them went to the pavilion where the royal family was. The three sects discussed Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism came to watch the ceremony, and even showing off one's skills on stage was a regular program. The officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple were not surprised and immediately asked someone to arrange chairs for Bu Yan. When the Taoist monks saw the Buddhists appear, they all straightened their backs as if they were injected with chicken blood. Lu Luming walked towards Li Qingcha, "Sir, shall we begin now?" Li Qingcha checked the time with other officials, followed the procedures and consulted with the Seventh Prince, then said, "We can start now." Lu Luming walked onto the stage. "My fellow Taoists, let's not talk about those empty words anymore. Let's let our Yizi Dao Sect be the champion." After saying this, he sat cross-legged. "Please." Lu Luming personally serves as the host. Discussions are different from competitions. Whoever has a strong point can convince others. There is no concept of the big bullying the small.
In this respect, there is no difference between the ninth rank and the first rank. Of course, without a deep understanding of the Taoist classics, it is impossible to achieve high levels of cultivation. After Ji Chang's failure in the morning, Lu Luming is trying his best to save face. There was a silence in the arena. The monks looked at each other. Finally, someone stood up and suddenly clapped his hands. "May I ask Brother Lu Dao, which sentence in the Dao Zun classics does the core of Tianzong come from?" Chapter 326 The Way of Heaven Add more. ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ “Is this what it means to discuss the Dao?” The Seventh Prince was stunned. Sirou at the side coughed lightly. "Royal brother." The Seventh Prince then realized that he was representing the royal family and could not act too ignorant. At least, the Second Prince would not ask this question here. The second son is the type who would keep things in his heart if he didn't know how to do something or didn't understand them, then go back to look them up, memorize them by heart, and then find an opportunity to show off and please his father. Although the Seventh Prince is intelligent, he still cannot do such a thing. But my father was very slow in this. There is nothing we can do. Bu Yan, who was standing aside, bowed to the Seventh Prince. "Throughout history, the longest interval between two close triad conferences was fifty-two years, and the shortest was nine years. It is normal that Your Highness is not familiar with this." This staircase is good. The Seventh Prince took the opportunity to create a persona of being humble and willing to learn. "Master, what advice do you have?" "Discussing the Dao is a colloquial term, and it is also a Taoist term. In Buddhism, we use the term 'debating the sutra', which refers specifically to debates on Buddhist theories. There are different forms, such as one question and one answer, one question and several answers, or multiple questions and one answer." Probably just arguing with each other? The seventh prince had his own ideas in mind.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, I thought my explanation was not enough, so I explained further. "Your Highness, it usually takes twenty years or even more to learn all the Buddhist scriptures. It would be difficult to complete a large number of profound scriptures by studying on your own, so the method of debate, such as mutual questioning and answering, became popular. I think the same is true for the Taoist discussion of the Tao. The three schools of heaven, earth, and man cannot be understood without debate, and what cannot withstand scrutiny and discussion cannot be the truth." The Seventh Prince looked at Lu Luming. I saw Lu Luming also clapped his hands suddenly and sang: "The Way of Heaven is like drawing a bow. The high is suppressed, the low is raised; the excess is reduced, the deficiency is supplemented. The Way of Heaven is to reduce the excess and supplement the deficiency." This is a direct quote from the original text. Daozun's words are the foundation of Tianzong. The Seventh Prince coughed lightly. "What does clapping mean?" Without saying a word, he smiled. "This action also has a counterpart in Buddhism. When Buddhists debate and ask questions, they will first step back a few steps, then toss the rosary with their right hand, put it on their left arm, step forward, raise their right hand high, and clap their left hand vigorously." "The purpose of doing this is..." "First, it means that I am asking you a question now, and you are requested to answer it quickly and pay tribute to it; second, it means that you want to intimidate your opponent with your momentum." Intimidate the opponent with momentum, Emmm... I didn't expect the Seventh Prince to be so explosive. Li Qingcha chuckled. "Your Highness, it's impossible that you don't understand this. Which do you prefer, a noisy and lively classroom or a quiet and orderly classroom?" The Seventh Prince glared at Li Qingcha. In terms of preference, I prefer the latter, because I can stand the book up and do nothing. As for really wanting to learn knowledge... It should be the former. The adult princes in the Seventh Prince's Palace often studied in the Spring House. He didn't really want to study hard and just wanted to muddle through. Naturally, he didn't like the kind of classes where he was called on to ask questions and had discussions with others from time to time, because it was not easy to muddle through. The questions asked by those old scholars are the most troublesome. Li Qingcha sighed, "Whether the debate model is good or not, we really cannot make rash judgments." When the official from the Ministry of Rites behind heard this, he leaned forward, obviously wanting to say something.
Sirou spoke first. "In the past, the Western Regions Buddhism was driven out of Daxia because many monks were busy presiding over ceremonies, opening the eyes of the Buddha, and teaching and recruiting disciples. They all ate a lot and were fat, but they didn't read many volumes of Buddhist scriptures." The official from the Ministry of Rites sat up straight and was not going to speak. They are Confucian scholars and are naturally accustomed to quiet classrooms. Wouldn't it be possible for many talented people to emerge in such classrooms? However, Confucianism is a prominent school of thought. If you learn well, you can take the imperial examination and become an official.
