Chapter 328 Confucianism and Buddhism have been filled with ‘secret robbery’ and ‘overt robbery’ for thousands of years!
"People at the time couldn't understand it. This was the limitation of the times, but we should know a thousand years later." "The so-called etiquette followed is the etiquette of the people." "Princes, generals and ministers do not need etiquette." “Rules are also the rules of the people. "High officials and dignitaries don't need rules." "This kind of fairness derived from etiquette seems to be fair and has no problem, but in fact it is the greatest unfairness." After saying that, Lin Che opened her eyes and looked at the astonished Zhu Yuanzhang, and asked:
"When you were a farmer, when you were a beggar, when you were a soldier, did anyone ever tell you the word fairness?" "At this time, no one tells you that fairness is only fair with strength." "But when you rule the world and become emperor, will everyone treat you fairly?" Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's brows knitted into a knot, and he nodded helplessly, feeling a little touched just now.
Is he a thief or a saint?
It seems that there is no truth at all, and the world is full of contradictions. Take back your thoughts. He could only change the topic:
"Then, what happened next?" "How is the result?" “Confucius’ lobbying failed?” Lin Che spread her hands, but she didn't make it difficult for him. If she used too much force, it would be counterproductive. Things involving consciousness must be done step by step. "After listening to Dao Tuo's words, Confucius hurriedly ran out the door, quickly set up the carriage, and took off the reins three times, his eyes blank." "He ran back to the State of Lu in despair." "Not only did it fail, it failed miserably." The words fell. The Zhu family father and son took a deep breath, they were extremely shocked at this moment.
No reversal? The thief defeated the saint with the truth. Isn't this too exaggerated? I want to educate others, but I end up being educated instead. Who is a saint? Who is the big thief! Gudong. Zhu Biao swallowed hard, looked at Lin Che with eyes full of disbelief, and said cautiously: "Dare to ask Mr. Lin." "Which classic or historical material does this little story you tell come from?" "The students want to go back and study it carefully."
"I hope Mr. Lin will fulfill my wish." Facing the Crown Prince's seriousness, Lin Che waved her hands indifferently and said with a smile:
"It's not from any classic, it's just a small deed, not worth mentioning." "You can just listen as an unofficial historian. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." "In short, the words of saints are not necessarily the truth. In life, one needs the ability to distinguish right from wrong." "This is true for ordinary people, and even more true for emperors." "Understandable?" Hearing Lin Che's ambiguous answer, Zhu Biao shivered unconsciously, and suddenly felt the coldness under his feet going straight to the top of his head. Not a classic? But deeds. However, it has been passed down for thousands of years. In order to consolidate its own status, it is impossible to allow the "unofficial history" that insults the saint to remain to this day. This is beyond doubt. unexpected. An idea flashed in Zhu Biao's mind, and a terrible thought came to him. The 'deeds' that Lin Che told could not be his own, right?
Immortal descended to earth, immortal, and lived from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States to the founding of the Ming Dynasty? ? Or immortals reincarnate just to rebuild their immortal bodies. If this is the case, all the previously unexplainable things will suddenly make sense. He has a body with a weak body, a talent that is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and has countless thoughts that are astonishing to heaven and humans, which seems to be beyond the summary of the word genius. Not a fairy, or what?
The more Zhu Biao thought about it, the more his scalp became numb. He couldn't help but bend down, showing more respect than before. Noticing the prince's strangeness, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but be a little surprised. He stared to the side for a long time, but still suppressed the urge to ask. And just then. Lin Che's magnetic voice suddenly sounded, bringing the father and son back to reality. "Well, comparing the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, I still prefer Taoism." "After all, the Taoism preached by Taoists is still pure and non-utilitarian, and it is not contaminated with too much worldliness." "On the other hand, Confucianism and Buddhism have been filled with 'covert robbery' and 'overt robbery' for thousands of years." "To put it bluntly, even Confucian saints will be defeated by the Tao just because they want too many things." "Invisibly, thieves are everywhere in the great road of heaven and earth. When the great road becomes a thief, a new round of reincarnation will begin." Lin Che sat up from the rocking chair, looked at the stunned Zhu Biao, and joked: "Your father was a monk when he was young. He understands Buddhist virtues better than I do." "Buddhism flourished in the prosperous times, and the Bodhisattva hid in troubled times. I have knelt before the Buddha for three thousand years, but he has never felt pity for me, the Buddha."
"During the war in Nange at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, how many people burned incense and worshiped the Buddha every day in an vain attempt to pray for the Buddha's protection. I don't need to say more about the final result." Hear this. Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and sighed silently. If the Buddha was really that effective, why not start an uprising at all? How about burning incense at home and worshiping Buddha every day, and worshiping all the Tatars to death?
Including those long-established eminent monks, they all avoid the world and choose to protect themselves wisely, for fear of provoking catastrophe. He didn't know whether he was good or not. Anyway, he knew that he almost starved to death in Huangjue Temple. Think about this. Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but shook his head slightly, clasped his fists towards Lin Che and said: "What do you think Mr. Lin has to say?" "I hope you can teach me." Lin Che didn't care about this, stood up, took a sip of tea, and corrected: "It's not teaching, it's just chatting." "After all, you won't understand even if I explain it deeply." "Playing the harp to a cow is all in vain." Zhu Yuanzhang: "???" "The Taoist sage Lao Tzu first proposed the concept of 'Tao'. Although this concept has not developed as vigorously as Confucianism since then, in my mind it is the highest state of thought." After a pause, Lin Che continued:
"And if people want to enlighten themselves, there is only one way, and that is." "Indisputable." "Indisputable?" Zhu Yuanzhang was completely puzzled. "That's right, just don't argue." Lin Che smiled: "As I said just now, the reason for the failure of Confucian saints is, in the final analysis, due to overt and covert struggles." "When a person has an intention, his behavior will be affected, and even a saint will fall from the altar." "The reason why saints are called saints is because of their morality and wisdom that ordinary people do not have, not because of those in the most powerful positions." "In other words, once you start pursuing worldly fame and wealth, Dao will become a big thief." Lin Che stood up suddenly, broke her sore muscles and bones, and there was a "click" sound in the joints, and said leisurely: "There are fifty techniques of Dayan, and nine of them have forty uses. Only one of them, escape, is the secret of heaven." "There is indeed a constant pattern of development and change in the human world, just like the rising and setting of the sun."
"The reason why there are laws but still cannot be predicted is that the laws we have are always missing the most critical one." "That's the so-called secret." (End of this chapter)