Chapter 219 Long Dragon vs Long Dragon (Eight Thousand Chapters Please Monthly Tickets)

Seeing that few people didn't say anything, Zeng Yi continued, "As the saying goes, there are many creatures in the earth, and there are often no fish in the clear water. The land with many dirty things can grow a lot of things; the cleaner the water, the less fish there are. The stomach belongs to earth, which makes the ancestor's stomach now look like a piece of plain cement ground, which looks clean, but it has no vitality, nothing grows, and no vitality."

Fang Nanguo nodded slightly. He felt that Zeng Yi's words were very reasonable, and even if they were placed in the officialdom, they would also apply. A leader who could moderately tolerate his subordinates would definitely have a large group of supporters around him. On the contrary, if a leader is highly honest and too strict, he would definitely not have many colleagues around him. Even to be more serious, such a leader would not be able to survive in the officialdom and would only become a lonely person in the end. If the officialdom is full of such people, everyone would be in vain and no one would do anything.

"Western medicine also has the saying that the human body will expel things that do not belong to it, or secrete specific substances to decompose, attack and kill these foreign objects." Zeng Yi looked at the cup in front of him and said, "The stomach is no longer angry, and it will be regarded as a foreign object by the body. The body will act and try every means to refuse to transmit food to the foreign object of the stomach. This is also a kind of repulsion."

Feng Yuqin also knows some medicine, but from Zeng Yi's words, she felt such a wonderful and exquisite tissue that the human body is. Even Chinese and Western medicine can explain the cause of this disease.

Choi Eun-hee looked at Zeng Yi and asked, "Is there no way to treat it?" When she asked this question, she was very nervous, afraid that Zeng Yi would still stick to her previous statement.

Zeng Yi shook his head, "He doesn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine. If you tell him this truth, he won't believe it. Instead, he will argue with you and scold you for being absurd. Once you get angry and the fire of the fire will move, it will further worsen his condition. So I said that there is no need to be treated. The more you treat it, the more disgusting it, the more serious the disease will be."

Fang Nanguo nodded slightly again. To reason with unreasonable people, he would only half-deathly lose the unreasonable popularity. Of course, if you have a bad mentality, you will be angry to death. He understood why Zeng Yi refused to treat Choi Zaichang. This disease could not be cured because Choi Zaichang had psychologically resisted all treatments.

"This is the case with the stomach and the human beings. If people are not tolerant, they will be tired of the world; if you look down on everyone, everyone will regard you as a foreign object and reject you!" Zeng Yi looked at Cui Enxi, "This is how Lingzu is. Anyone who comes into contact with him will feel uncomfortable and will reject him. The human heart is the heart of heaven. His disease is caused by oneself, and it is not that what the human heart wants."

Zeng Yi said this, picked up the cup in front of him and drank the drink inside: "If you want to cure this disease, you must first change his mind and let him learn to accept it and tolerate things. However, this is very difficult. I am afraid that the person who can convince him will not be able to find it!"

After dinner, Fang Nanguo called Zeng Yi to the study and asked, "Is Cui Zaichang's illness really impossible to cure?"

Zeng Yi shook his head and said, "The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change!"

Fang Nanguo understood what Zeng Yi meant and said, "I understand."

As an official, he naturally has to benefit the party. It is impossible to say that Fang Nanguo does not want to fight for Pinghai Electronics' project. He came to Zeng Yi today for this reason, but more importantly, his daughter Fang Chenying called him today and asked him to find a way to help Cui Enxi. Fang Nanguo naturally could not refuse his daughter's request, at least he would call Zeng Yi over and ask what the situation was.

Zeng Yi saw Fang Nanguo ask this and said, "Will this incident affect the final intention of this investment inspection team?"

Fang Nanguo picked up the teacup on his desk and said, "The final decision on investment is not in the province. The province can only do its best to strive for it. This is the correct attitude, but we cannot do it even though we know it is impossible to do it!"

Zeng Yi knew that Fang Nanguo supported him, but after Fang Nanguo said this, Zeng Yi felt a little guilty. It would be great if he didn't talk much to Mr. Zhang at that time. In this inspection team, Cui Xixuan had the most weight. His attitude could affect the intentions of other investors to a certain extent. If such a large investment team came to Nanjiang, if the last project could not be kept, Nanjiang would be blind. The most embarrassing was Fang Nanguo, the top leader of Nanjiang.

"Why do I think of another way?" Zeng Yi said.

Fang Nanguo waved his hand, "The province will arrange this matter, just do your job well!"

Zeng Yi had no choice but to give up. Fang Nanguo asked Zeng Yi about his work and talked about his views from time to time. The two chatted for half an hour, and Zeng Yi said goodbye and left Fang Nanguo's study.

When they arrived downstairs, Choi Eun-hee was preparing to say goodbye, and the two happened to leave Building 1 of the Standing Committee together.

After leaving the door, Choi Eun-hee said: "Director Zeng, I apologize to you on behalf of my grandfather!"

Zeng Yi knew that she was talking about Choi Jae-chang's attitude when he was diagnosed last time, so he waved his hand and said, "No, you have already said that you were too humble last time."

Cui Eun-hee said, "Thank you for your generosity. In fact, my grandfather is in control now. Pinghai Group is a super-large enterprise with a value of trillions of yuan. It is very difficult to manage such a large enterprise. It must establish an absolute authority and have a supreme leader. That's why my grandfather did that. Perhaps he had to do it at the beginning, but later it gradually became a habit."

Zeng Yi nodded, maybe it was, maybe this was also a leadership disease!

Choi Eun-hee smiled bitterly, "In your eyes, he may be a villain, but in my eyes, he is just my grandfather! I have decided that no matter what, I will try it. I can't sit down and watch my grandfather leave me like this, I will try to convince him!" Choi Eun-hee's tone was very firm.

Zeng Yi said, "You are not suitable!"

Last time Zeng Yi also saw that Choi Eun-hee's filial piety was simply malicious in Choi Jae-chang's eyes. Choi Jae-chang even scolded the doctor who treated him. If you, a junior, teach your elders, can only make him furious and feel that your authority has been provoked.

"I know, but I can't think of anyone who will do this." Choi Eun-hee was very sad. Among the ten people in South Korea, perhaps one person worked directly or indirectly for Pinghai. The Pinghai Group founded by grandfather supported so many people, but when grandfather was ill, no one was willing to save him. Everyone respected him, but only his achievements, not him.

Zeng Yi thought for a while and said, "I'll think of another way. When I think of a solution, I will notify you."

Cui Eun-hee's eyes immediately shone brightly, and she looked at Zeng Yi gratefully, "Are you serious?"

Zeng Yi nodded, he was a little disgusted. Fang Nanguo, the provincial party committee, would rather be embarrassed in the end than to make things difficult for him. He even explicitly ordered himself not to interfere in this matter. This made Zeng Yi very ashamed. He didn't want to embarrass Fang Nanguo, so he decided to try it. Zeng Yi could refuse anyone who spoke, but Fang Nanguo couldn't refuse, "However, you have to keep this matter confidential first, and it won't work if you tell it."

Choi Eun-hee nodded quickly and tears slid out, "Thank you, Director Zeng, thank you very much. En-hee remembers everything you have done. Our Choi family will remember your kindness."

"Let's say these words later! Go back first and wait for my news!" Zeng Yi waved his hand and signaled Cui Enxi to leave first.

Choi Eun-hee bowed three times to Zeng Yi, then turned around and left the provincial party committee compound.

Zeng Yi sighed. Choi Eun-hee was a very filial girl. In order to treat his grandfather, she used all kinds of methods and could not come to invite her in person, so she asked someone to invite her. Even the first and second leaders of Nanjiang Province were alarmed at the same time. Unfortunately, Choi Jae-chang didn't appreciate it.

The next morning, Zeng Yi drove to Lingjue Temple. After thinking about it, he didn't know who could tell Cui Zaichang. Finally, he remembered that he was the kind-hearted monk Mingkong.

Last time Gu Mingzhu was sick, Monk Mingkong opened his mouth and made Cui Shiying's hometown angry and found decent for Gu Mingzhu. Besides, if others talk about Cui Zaichang, Cui Zaichang will get angry with you and scold you in pain, but the monk said, "Jiang Zaichang can't be angry with the clay gold Buddha!"

At the entrance of Lingjue Temple, there were many fortune-telling sorcerers, either immortal spirit or Taoist costumes, sitting there waiting for the guests to come, but there were only a few people asking. But when entering Lingjue Temple, there was a different situation. Many good men and women, holding a meter-long high incense in their hands, lined up to worship in front of the Buddha.

Zeng Yi saw this scene and shook his head. The ancients said, "The poor tell fortunes, and the rich burn incense." When he saw this today, it turned out to be true.

The poor people tell fortunes in hopes that they can change their destiny and make a fortune; while the rich people burn incense in hopes that they will always bless them without any evil. This is like plastic surgery. Ordinary people spend money to make themselves look like stars, but celebrities spend money to keep their appearance unchanged. All they want is just a little comfort.

In the wing room behind Lingjue Temple, Zeng Yi found Mingkong.

At this time, there was a pair of devout men and women sitting in front of Mingkong. The man was in his forties, with a majestic appearance and a little pretty. The woman was in her early twenties, with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes.

Seeing Zeng Yi, Mingkong signaled Zeng Yi to sit first, and then said to the man and woman: "Okay, you guys go back first. In the future, you just need to do what I said and worship Buddha sincerely. You can naturally pray to your son and get what you gain."

The man and woman stood up, saluted Mingkong, and then retreated respectfully. Mingkong sent the person outside the door, then turned back, saluted Zeng Yi, and smiled kindly: "Donor Zeng, long time no see, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, Master Mingkong was worried about it." Zeng Yi smiled and returned the favor, thinking that Mingkong was really "a profound Buddhist teaching". Last time he treated children with weakness and illness. This time he could even cure infertility. I don't know where he, a monk, got the experience of treating this disease.

In fact, many of the Buddhist scriptures talk about how to cure diseases. In ancient times, temples also had the habit of giving porridge and giving medicine. Mingkong probably studied the scriptures for curing diseases seriously, so he was good at using curing diseases to spread the Dharma.

Mingkong asked the little novice monk to serve Zeng Yi, then sat down and said, "Zeng Donor visited Han Temple today, I don't know what happened?"

"Come and ask Master Mingkong for help!" Zeng Yi smiled.

Mingkong said, "Mr. Zeng asked me to explain in detail that if there is a place that can be used as a good person, I will never refuse!"

Zeng Yi introduced Cui Zaichang's illness to Mingkong.

After hearing Zeng Yi's description, Mingkong pondered for a moment and actually said the same conclusion as Zeng Yi, "According to what Mr. Zeng said, what Mr. Cui got was a disease of heaven killing. The man who killed heaven should not be saved by the donor! The Buddha said: All beings are equal. Since Mr. Cui's eyes cannot tolerate the world, he must be tolerated by the world. Zeng Qi saves him, wouldn't he offend the world?"

Zeng Yi smiled and said, "That's why I asked Master Mingkong to take action!"

Mingkong nodded and said with a solemn expression: "The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since I have met it, I naturally cannot stand by and watch."

Zeng Yi thanked him and said, "However, when Master Mingkong enlightened Cui Zaichang, he should not give a message to the male and female donors just as he gave instructions. Just explain the truth and never mention the matter of worshiping Buddha."

Mingkong's face was a little embarrassed. In front of Zeng Yi, a person who knew medical skills, his "Buddha" was exposed. However, he still said: "Only by worshiping the Buddha sincerely, the Buddha can make a vow, display his supernatural powers, and relieve the disasters for him."

Zeng Yi knew that Mingkong was unwilling to give up Cui Zaichang, the big financial host who came to him. He smiled and said, "I heard from the ancients that filial piety is the first of all virtues, but the heart is not the trace, and there is no filial son in the poor family; there is no evil deeds, but the trace is not the trace, and there is no perfect person in the world. The Buddha advised people in the world to be kind, and filial piety is the greatest good in the world, and they cannot be traced. Why do you have to do things to worship Buddha?

Mingkong was asked, thought for a while, and said, "If you don't worship the Buddha sincerely, you will not prove that he has made up his mind to make good."

Zeng Yi smiled, this was clearly a quibbling. He thought to himself that you, a monk, had to rely on the Buddha if he recited the sutra by himself. If the Buddha wasn't just a clay sculpture, he had to settle the score with you. He said, "Since that's the case, why did Lingjue Temple still set up a door card and collect tickets to prevent those who had no money to buy tickets from entering the country to worship Buddha. Wouldn't this prevent the world from doing good? Did the Buddha also dislike the poor and love the rich and only save the rich?"

Mingkong was speechless, and with a sound of "Amitabha", he lowered his eyes and turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, ignoring Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi saw a book "Bodhidharma Palm Sutra" on the coffee table in the house, and asked again: "Is the master a sophora Palm Sutra?"

"Amitabha! Amitabha!" Mingkong chanted the Buddha's name twice, and the bottom of his butt was already feeling uncomfortable.

Others don’t know, but Zeng Yi is very good at the origin of the “Bodhidharma One Palm Sutra”. This was created by Zen Master Yixing in the Tang Dynasty. It is not Buddhism, but a metaphysical life art. Based on the date of birth, it is quite effective to infer the wealth and poverty of a person, and it is exactly the same as those fortune tellers outside the Lingjue Temple. It seems that Mingkong has worked a lot in his daily life to persuade people to worship Buddha.

"For monks, the primary priority is to give alms and secondary priority is to spread the Dharma. Has Master Mingkong ever done both of these things?" Zeng Yi asked again.

Mingkong's sweat came out and he kept saying, "What the donor said in a very good way is that, since that's the case, as long as you see Donor Cui, I will only talk about Buddhist principles and not talk about Buddhist affairs."

Zeng Yi thought to himself that the old monk Mingkong was really cunning, but since the other party had already responded, Zeng Yi no longer pursued and beat him hard. Instead, he praised: "The master's Buddhism is profound and has reached the state of not being angry or not being angry, which is admirable."

Mingkong smiled, but he regretted it in his heart. If he had known this, he would have agreed early and would not have to be ridiculed by Zeng Yi. It seems that Zeng Yi has also studied Buddhism a little, and he is laughing at it today.

Looking up at Zeng Yi, he looked at his wrist, and Mingkong pulled down his sleeve to cover the diamond-clad Rolex watch and said, "Zeng Duke, saving people is important. You should talk about Mr. Cui. I can understand it. If you can persuade Mr. Cui to turn around, it will be a great merit!"

Zeng Yi laughed twice, no longer irritating Monk Mingkong, so he discussed with Mingkong about how to convince Cui Zaichang.

Mingkong usually relies on his words, and Zeng Yi really found the right person to find him. The monk raised a lot of suggestions for improvement in Zeng Yi's approach. The two discussed for nearly an hour and finally decided on this matter. They just waited for Choi Eun-hee to find a way to bring Choi Zaichang's leader Lingjue Temple to act according to the plan.

Choi Eun-hee suddenly proposed to go to Lingjue Temple, because she wanted to pray for her grandfather and bless Choi Jae-chang to get rid of the disease as soon as possible and recover from her health.

Choi Jae-chang doesn't believe in Buddhism. He doesn't believe anything except himself. But seeing that Choi Eun-hee is pleading so hard, he has to agree. He has been in Rongcheng for so many days and has not gone to Lingjue Temple. He heard that Lingjue Temple has a history of thousands of years, so it's better to go and have a look while he can still walk around now.

The two asked the driver to prepare the car, and the light car went to Lingjue Temple.

After entering the door, Choi Eun-hee said, "Grandpa, the incense in Lingjue Temple is so strong, it seems very effective. I will go to the Buddha to pray for you."

Choi Jae-chang held his hands back and looked unhappy. He was very dissatisfied with his granddaughter's performance. He prayed for blessings but just seeking spiritual comfort. He felt a little annoyed, waved his hand and said, "Go!"

Choi Eun-hee bowed slightly, then entered the Main Hall in Duanqian. A little novice monk stepped forward and guided her some Buddhist precautions.

Choi Zaichang held his hands behind his back and walked around the temple. The buildings in Lingjue Temple have the longest history of hundreds of years. Feel it carefully and can taste the vicissitudes of history. Choi Zaichang looked at the vicissitudes of the building, towering ancient trees, and listening to the quiet sound of the Sanskrit in his ears. After walking hundreds of meters away, his heart gradually calmed down.

Turning a corner, he saw a kind and kind old monk in front of him, sitting in an old-fashioned Grand Master chair, in the yard in front of him, twenty or thirty listeners sitting, listening to the monk's lecture.

Choi Jae-chang had never seen a monk preach, so he took a few steps closer.

The old monk's voice came from his ears: "... Nowadays, people in the world are busy with fame and profit, and they all say that they are unhappy. In order to find happiness, they change cars, houses, and wives. After changing, there is no happiness. What should they do? They have to continue changing, but will they finally find happiness?"

"No!" the old monk said very affirmatively, "The Sixth Patriarch Huineng once said: All blessings are bound to be in a square place. This is very reasonable. You must know that all kinds of blessings in the world must be sought from the heart. There is no blessing in the heart outside. If you seek outside, you cannot seek happiness. Whatever you plant in your heart, you will reap what you will gain, plant blessings and bring disasters."

Choi Jae-chang was attracted immediately, and the old monk's statement was very interesting.

"Last year, a donor came to me and said he was in pain. Why? Because he had lupus erythematosus, which is difficult to cure in Western medicine." The old monk's eyes drooped, looked at the audience in front of him calmly, and said, "Western medicine calls lupus erythematosus 'autoimmune system disease'. What does it mean? That is, if there is something wrong with your own immune system, it turns the gun head and attacks yourself. Why does the human immune system attack yourself? It is because you are melancholy and worldly, and you feel that you are too unhappy and unhappy, so the immune system cooperates with you and begins to decompose and destroy your body."

"How to treat this disease? It is what the Sixth Patriarch said, seek from the heart, be happy, don't be angry with others, don't care and be obsessed because others' opinions are not in line with you, and you have to make the other party comply with your wishes. There are billions of people in the world, and it is impossible for everyone to think the same as you. Even if his ideas are wrong, he also has the right to think of his own, right?"

The old monk's kind eyebrows shook, "Later, I talked to the donor about the words of the Sixth Patriarch, and he reflected on himself, so his illness would gradually heal. What is the most important thing? He is happier than before."

When the old monk said this, he stood up from the chair and said, "Let's stop here today. I hope all donors can be inspired, reap happiness, and find happiness."

Everyone below stood up and said that they had gained a lot today. Then, while communicating, they left the small yard with their faces full of brilliance.

Cui Zaichang followed the old monk into the wing room and looked at the decorations in the room left and right.
To be continued...