Do you know who asked the court to draw the sword?"

Yiwei suddenly smiled and said: "Female donor, the poor monk is an outsider. When the donor told the poor monk these things, I'm afraid it's a bit——"

I also smiled and said: "Since the master is not interested in these things, then let's discuss Buddhism with the master."

"Oh? What does the female donor want to say?"

"Since the Yongping period of the Eastern Han Dynasty, two eminent monks, Zhu Falan and Shemo Teng, came to China on a white horse to preach scriptures and stationed themselves at Baima Temple. Buddha has been spread in China for thousands of years, but it has been banned several times. The common people would rather believe in Taoism and make elixirs than rarely

Listening to Zen, Master, do you know what it is for?"

Yiwei smiled calmly: "The world only cares about immediate interests, believes in alchemy, and practices to become an immortal and ascend, but no one is willing to cultivate for the afterlife. This shows that the world is short-sighted and stupid."

I nodded: "Yes, the world does not cultivate the afterlife because the afterlife is not in front of us. Then, some southerners cannot see the efforts made by the court for the south, but only see the present. Untouchable status has not been abolished, so they are eager for quick success and quick benefits.

The imperial court rebelled, even assassinated the imperial officials, and caused incompatibility. Is this what the master said, short-sighted and stupid?"

Yi angrily's face darkened again.
Chapter completed!