Siniang sighed,
picked up the third account book again.
...
"Master, this is Snow Sea Pass. Look, they are busy with construction, and the people are living in hardship!"
"Slap!"
The old monk gave his disciple a flick on the head.
The young monk covered his bald head, feeling very wronged.
"Liaofan, I've told you to read more books, but not to believe everything you read."
"But it's clear here that…"
"Just because they're building doesn't mean the people are suffering. Look, the people here are working hard, but there's no sign of despair on their faces. It's a clear manifestation of hope within them."
Hope within, the Buddha here, can be understood as hope.
"But all people suffer. How can you drive them to labor like this…"
Upon hearing this, Kongyuan Monk intended to give another flick, but seeing his disciple still covering his head, he had no choice but to bend down and give a hard slap on the disciple's butt.
"Ow!"
