Wang Pingan bowed very respectfully and said, "Wang Pingan greets Master Hanshan. I hope you are well."

Han Shan nodded with a smile on his face, put his palms together and said in greeting: "I have also met you, the donor. You are the son of the chief steward and are destined to have nothing to lack in your life. I wish you to always have a kind heart."

Wang Zheng nodded and smiled, "Good, Master, this blessing is enough for my son to live a peaceful life."

Tang Sanche said teasingly: "It seems that Master Hanshan's wish touched our chief steward's heart. He even used the Buddhist catchphrase."

Wang Zheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "The word Shanzai is not exclusive to Buddhism, nor was it first uttered by Buddhism. Although you, a monk who only cares about food and wine, have studied Buddhist classics very deeply, you lack some common sense."

"Really?" Tang Sanche looked at Hanshan curiously, wanting to get confirmation from the old monk.

Han Shan smiled and nodded, saying, "What the steward said is correct. The word "good" has existed since ancient times. The reason why people now think it is only used by Buddhists is that Buddhism has always emphasized the word "good" to an extreme degree."

However, human nature also has two sides, and they are deeply rooted. In this case, it doesn’t matter if we emphasize goodness to an extreme. After all, no matter how much goodwill we have, it is impossible to completely eliminate the evil of human nature. It might as well let the world have a little more goodwill.”

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Wang Zheng looked at Tang Sanche and smiled, then asked, "Kuaiji, do you think you have become a Buddha?"

Tang Sanche was silent, he couldn't even control his own desires, otherwise he wouldn't be called the Sanche Monk by the world. You know, the so-called three carts are filled with wine, meat and women.

The reason why Hanshan came to Chang'an to find Wang Zheng was actually also because he had too much money. Nanzhao was a newly developed borderland that could accommodate quite a few temples and monasteries, and each temple meant an abbot.

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, if you, a monk who is highly respected by Master Sanzang, don't dare to say that you have become a Buddha, then how many monks in the world dare to say that they are Buddhas? Since you are not a Buddha, you are still a human being. As long as you are a human being, you must have desires, which is evil. If there is evil in your heart, you naturally need to restrain it.

As for whether other Buddhist disciples can control the evil in their hearts, is there any need to ask more?

In the end, the monks had no choice but to either donate money to build bridges and roads in the surrounding areas or to help the orphans and widows, or to find places to build new temples.

"That's one of the reasons." Wang Zheng nodded, and then said, "The world needs rules to restrain people. This rule is not only the law of the court, but also Buddhism is one of the rules. The law restrains the body, and Buddhism restrains the mind."

It’s fine if they don’t save a lot of money, but once they save a certain amount, they will find that not only will the money for incense and oil sales be greatly reduced, but even the people around them will look at them differently.

Han Shan sighed and said, "Although the rules of the chief steward are a bit strict, it is actually a good thing for Buddhism. Buddhist disciples should have pure minds and give up material possessions so that they can concentrate on Buddhism."

Wang Pingan asked, "Master, do you think that the extreme emphasis on kindness in Buddhism is a bit biased?"

It can only be said that they have no worries about food and clothing, but it cannot be said to be luxurious. In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, many monks have been forced to return to secular life.

As a result, although Buddhist and Taoist temples were spread all over the Tang Dynasty and were quite popular, the monks in them did not live a very good life, and their expenses were about the same as those of ordinary wealthy families.

"Haha, Master, this is a test for me." Wang Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "It is wrong to emphasize a single nature to an extreme degree. After all, everything in the world has two sides. Good has its own advantages, and evil also has its own uses.

Ordinary people are bound by laws and the principles of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, but there are still many people who do evil to others. If you, a Buddhist disciple, are not bound by laws and only rely on Buddhism, can you really restrain the unruly mind in your heart?"

Tang Sanche muttered to himself: "Since my Buddhist sect is so useful, why does the chief steward need to set up so many rules to restrict my Buddhist sect?"

"You are quite intelligent to ask such a question." Hanshan first praised Wang Ping'an, then asked Wang Zheng, "What do you think, Chief Steward?"

Anyway, the money has to be spent, and the bank cannot get it for nothing, because Wang Zheng has set up many restrictive rules for them, and the bank is managed by Wang Zheng's eldest disciple Wu Yi.

The charter that Wang Zheng asked Cui Cha to draw up not only stipulated the size of the assets of each temple, but also the approximate standards for their food, clothing and daily expenses. With the number of students in the Yuzhou school spread all over the world, they could naturally be strictly supervised.

However, Wang Zheng's regulations also stipulated a number of temples and monasteries in a prefecture or county, so if the monks wanted to build new temples and monasteries, they had to go to border areas.

This has made many monks very worried. If they save the money and don't let anyone know, the money will expire and become invalid. If they deposit it in a bank, the bank has no obligation to keep it confidential.

As for the extra money for incense offerings, Wang Zheng did not ask them to hand it over to the court. Anyway, everyone used paper money now, and the paper money issued by the money houses was changed every few years. It was impossible for the monks and Taoists to hide how much money they had.

Tang Sanche was stunned for a moment, then he put his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, Kuiji dare not say that he has attained Buddhahood."

"Amitabha."

Although there are many restrictions in the charter, being the abbot of a temple is still a very good position, for example, it has power.

Wang Pingan thought for a moment and said, “In fact, Buddhism in the past did not prohibit alcohol and meat, nor did it prohibit marriage. Moreover, I think that the desire for food and the importance of human relations are both human nature, and there is no need to prohibit them.

Master Kuiji did not observe such strict precepts, but he was still equally proficient in Buddhist teachings, wasn’t he?

Therefore, these two precepts should have no impact on the practice of Buddhism. Master, I think you can discuss it among yourselves, and then ask for an order from His Majesty to abolish these two precepts."

Hanshan curled the corners of his mouth and was speechless for a moment.