Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 89: Xiu Zen Temple Beheading Buddha 6
Among a group of scholars in black clothes, the monks were wearing ordinary blue monk robes.

Ichitaro Miyamoto was born in the 1930s.

If you list the sufferings that have occurred in Japan in recent years, his figure can almost always be seen.

The 1950s were about anti-war, and the 1980s were about warnings about the financial crisis.

He is most famous for publicly arguing with a religious figure who said "killing is the same as saving lives" when the Aum Shinrikyo cult was influencing society twelve years ago.

Aum Shinrikyo absorbed Buddhist teachings and mixed them with Christian eschatology, various forms of astrology, ancient Egyptian religions, ancient Shintoism, and other content, influencing the Japanese people and causing them to engage in antisocial behavior.

It was Miya Makoto Ichitaro who dissected Buddhism and appeared in articles that prevented the influence of that X cult from expanding.

It was also because of him that more sarin gas attacks were not carried out. (The sarin gas attack was a terrorist attack carried out by brainwashed members of the Japanese Aum Shinrikyo cult.)
At this time, the old man, who could be said to have accomplished a lot, was sitting in the middle of the venue, quietly looking at Long Chuan Che.

"The Nanquan case is famous because of its complexity and confusion. Because it is famous, there are many interpretations, which makes it even more confusing." The old monk clasped his hands and looked at Longchuan Che calmly.

"Then tell me what your family says."

Longchuan Che's tone was a little impolite.

"Where did this fierce guy come from?"

At the bottom of the scene, Ying Sili smacked his lips as he watched an old man and a young boy retelling Buddhist stories.

Nanquan case, Puyuan killed the cat.

The Zen Buddhist philosophy, which is known to be difficult to understand, was now being explained by the two people on the scene.

"Buddhism does not dwell on appearances, just as the Diamond Sutra says, 'there is no self-image' and 'no sentient being-image'. The monks were arguing over a cat. Regardless of their motives, they were 'attached to appearances', greedy for things, and had a biased mind. The wish to 'kill the cat' is to 'cut off the delusion'."

There are two puzzles in the story of Nanquan beheading the cat. One is what Puyuan wanted his disciples to say, and the other is why he wanted to behead the cat.

Miyake Ichitaro clasped his hands together and gave his explanation.

"Both halls are Du Chanhe, and they are cut off from each other without any bias." Long Chuan Che sneered, "Is this your explanation?"

Very strange scene.

Ryukawa Toru and Gong Chengyi Taro obviously have very different statuses, but the young man gives people an aggressive feeling at this time, while the monk Hongping, who had already "achieved Buddhahood in this life and completed merits", is humble and yielding.

Ichitaro Miyako has a very important position in the Japanese literary world. His social publications and reasoning theories have influenced generations of people.

Not to mention that he was the founder of class literature and wanted the literary world to be the great master who protected Japan.

"If you want to start a dispute and have delusions, what Master Puyuan did was certainly right."

The old monk looked too peaceful, and his words were too calm. Longchuan Tetsu seemed to have guessed something and said, "You have read Snow Country, right?"

The monk said nothing and just lowered his head without answering.

Puyuan killed the cat because there was a dispute among the monks.

Why did Hongping, a highly respected literary master, exclude a newcomer at the end of his career?

Takeda Maki once said that she had never given the other party money, but only told him about the emergence of "Snow Country" and the information about Ryukawa Toru.

"He is the author of Snow Country?"

Hearing the two people talking, Ying Sili was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Takeda Shinki who came with Longchuan Tetsu.

"You know him?"

Takeda Shinki raised an eyebrow.

"This morning, my sister told me that this book was selling well in the bookstore, so I went to buy a copy."

When the boy spoke, he secretly covered his mouth, as if he was afraid of being heard by people around him.

"what do you think?"

Takako Takeda squatted down under the eaves.

At this time, almost everyone on the field was listening to Longchuan Tetsu and the others talking about koan Zen, and the woman wanted to hear his opinion. Ying Sili looked at Takeda Zhenfei's face, and then looked at the woman who was chatting with him.

“It’s very beautiful, like a work of art.”

"It was a white expanse of silver, like the autumn sun pouring down on the mountain, and the river at the foot of the mountain seemed to flow from the tops of the fir trees."

The boy thought about it and nodded.

“Although it’s only 10,000 words, many of the things in it are beautiful enough when taken alone.”

"Then you still..."

Takeda Takako was stunned. In recent days, she had also heard that Ryukawa Toru's novels were unpopular in orthodox literature.

"Beauty is useless for today's mainstream literature." Talking about this, the young man who was touching the cat suddenly stood up and his expression became very serious.

"I have indeed read your novel, from the mouth of my student." After a few minutes of silence, when there was some commotion all around, Miyaka Ichitaro spoke.

The monk's voice was hoarse, as if it had suffered some kind of damage.

He answered Longchuan Che's question after he said that the monks in the East and West Halls were fighting over a cat and Puyuan killed them with one knife in order to cut off the monks' delusions.

"Class literature is the only thing that dominates the literary world now, and I almost see new literary art in your novel."

Monk Hongping was very respectful to Longchuan Che, and even placed his hands on the ground on both sides and bowed to Longchuan Che.

"teacher."

"Mr. Gong Cheng!"

Almost no one present thought that this Buddhist master would bow to a young man.

Many scholars wanted to come over to help him, but the old monk just kept his head down.

"Puyuan's wish to kill the cat is to kill the monks' delusions and to cut off the disputes that are about to arise. Snow Country is good, but it is too good."

As a monk who cannot tell lies, the Dharma Master almost overturned his remarks published in the magazine that "Snow Country" was not worth mentioning when he bowed his head.

The scholars present were somewhat shocked, and then fell silent at the same time.

If they really were to read Snow Country, wouldn’t they be able to see the excellence of that novel?
They just want to write class literature, not just class literature.

“The emergence of new literature will cause the original class literature to split.”

The old monk looked up at Longchuan Tetsu and said, "Do you know what we are maintaining now?"

The old man was over seventy years old and was sitting in the snow wearing a thin monk's robe.

His face is old and his eyes are clear.

Japan's Shingon sect claims to protect the country and its people, but this is a path that runs counter to the current government.

The current status of the literary world is inseparable from the writers’ solidarity and bold voices to influence society.

The emergence of new literature will split the literary world, which has always been focused on using writing to interfere in politics.

Ryukawa Toru is the cat that appears in the Buddhist temple, and "Snow Country" is the dispute that arises in the literary world.

"You showed up too early and too late. Now the economy is in a downturn and the government is incompetent." The wrinkles on the old man's face are the ravines of time.

Ryukawa Toru saw in him the history of Japan over the past century.

The Kanto Earthquake, the military government, the financial bubble 20 years ago, and the social crises in recent years.

Today's Japanese literati are crazy, and class literature is even more distorted. Taro Ono once said that this is a morbid, twisted and transparent world.

The wooden Buddha in the temple lowered his eyes with a compassionate look.

Ryukawa Tetsu heard the founder of class literature whisper to him:
"Please die, cat. Please die."

(End of this chapter)