"The edict says: Since the nest bandits caused trouble in Shandong, the world has been corrupted, and all the people have suffered. Up to now, millions of people have fled to Buddhism to avoid disasters... Since Taizu ascended the throne, he has fought against the outside world and kept the inside at bay. He has done little corvee and paid little tax, so that the world is at peace and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. .

I pity the hard work of the monks and nuns, so I specially sent the monks of Xiangguo Temple to return to secular life, and gave them land and houses, good marriages, and progeny, so that they can enjoy the happiness of family relationships. I admire this."

The emperor is so shameless. He is clearly sending his men to rob him, but he still pretends that everything is for his own good. But I have to say that Chai Rong is really courageous and capable. He doesn't even need to discuss it with his ministers whenever he thinks of it. , and called for help the next day.

Xu Xian closed his voice and closed the scroll, "What are you doing, master presiding, for not coming to receive the order and thank you?"

Most of the more than a thousand monks in front of him had a blank look on their faces and whispered among themselves. There was also an ignorant young novice who looked up and asked Xu Xian how long he would have to remain a secular monk and when he could come back again.

Several older monks all had pale faces. They probably knew what was going to happen. The presiding monk had a beard as white as Santa Claus. He took a few steps forward and joined Xu Xian's hands and bowed, "Amitabha, may I ask? It is as if the disaster of Buddhism a hundred years ago is about to happen again."

Xu Xian knew that he was talking about Wu Zong's extermination of Buddhism more than a hundred years ago. Sure enough, this great monk's old age was not in vain.

Xu Xian sneered and said, "That's a bad thing for me to say. This is a blessing for Buddhist disciples. Isn't it good to marry a wife and have children so that we can continue to live in incense? I advise you to obey the destiny, otherwise it will really be a disaster for Buddhism."

The host whispered: "The poor monk has long known that amassing so much money will bring disaster, but in the final analysis, he just wants to help a few more poor people who have no food and clothing."

"Master, don't put gold on your temple's face. You have given a lot of rice and rice to charity, but you have also harmed many good families. As far as I know, a family of four was forced to commit suicide by your temple yesterday." , thinking that by buying a few thin wooden coffins and burying people, you can hide it from the truth. When you pass away, Buddha will definitely send you to hell!"

"Sin! Sin!" The presiding monk looked ashamed, like a girl who was chewing the rabbit's head while pouting and asking why she wanted to kill the rabbit.

He whispered to Xu Xian: "I wonder if our temple can lose money and avoid disasters?"

"Master is stubborn. I have just said that this is a blessing for Buddhism and not a disaster. Your Majesty graciously allows monks over fifty years old to stay in the temple and continue to worship Buddha. The rest will return to secular life. If you say more, don't blame me. You are ruthless! If there are any casualties, it will be the sinful debt caused by the master."

As Xu Xian spoke, he pulled out half of the blade. The shining blade reflected the scorching sun and cast cold light on the face of the presiding monk.

Chai Rong didn't allow anyone to kill anyone, and Xu Xian begged loudly and angrily without even a few harsh words or any deterrent action, fearing that it wouldn't be possible until Chai Rong died.

Seeing that Xu Xian was about to use the knife, the abbot monk finally relented. He turned around and discussed with the abbot for a few words. After a long sigh, the two finally made up their mind.

The abbot monk turned around and said to the monks: "Your Majesty takes pity on us for our hard work in spiritual cultivation, and wants you to return to secular life and enjoy worldly happiness. Those over fifty years old will stay in the temple and continue to worship the Buddha. The rest will go back to pack their clothes and return to secular life with official orders." "

"Disciples who are devoted to the Buddha will never return to secular life. The worst they can do is fight with Gou Qiu Ba!"

More than a dozen people ran out shouting, all of them tall monks. They rushed towards Xu Xian with eyebrow-high sticks in their hands. Han Chongyun next to him sneered and waved: "Fire the arrow!"

Immediately, more than a hundred arrows flew away. The more than ten monks screamed and fell to the ground, but no blood flowed out of their bodies, and the arrows all fell to the ground. Looking at the arrows, there were no arrows on them.

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Xu Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and ordered: "Arrest all these ten thieves and monks and send them to the border fortress. Anyone who dares to disrespect the Holy Prophet will be killed on the spot!"

Seeing Xu Xian's stern voice and ferocious face, the other monks were really frightened and dispersed to pack their things.

There were guards at the front and back gates and outside the walls, so I wasn't afraid of them escaping. In fact, Chai Rong wanted not only Buddhist money, but also Buddhist people and land.

Years of wars, population decline, and a lot of barren land in the Zhou Dynasty but not enough people to cultivate it. However, the temples had a large number of people and property but did not pay taxes. This was a great harm to the interests of the imperial court and extremely unfair to the people who paid taxes according to the law.

fair.

The monks in the temple soon came out with a cloth bundle. They were all crying and crying, just like the scene when Xu Xian said goodbye to his comrades, which made people feel a little sad.

The presiding monk comforted them and then stopped crying. Xu Xian asked someone to lead them out of the temple. Wang Pu was already waiting outside with the official servants from Kaifeng Prefecture to take care of them.

The presiding monk led a young novice monk to Xu Xian. The young novice monk was only in his early ten years, and he was quite handsome. His dark eyes flickered, and his long eyelashes were covered with tears, which made people feel pity for them.

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"This is the youngest novice monk in our temple. He has no family. I would like to ask you to find a good family for him."

From ancient times to the present, Chinese people like to adopt children as long as their financial conditions allow. It is always a happy event to have a child. It takes a few years to raise such a half-grown child to become a qualified labor force, and he is so handsome and lovable.

"It's easy. Da Kui will take him to Changle Building and give him to Aunt Liu, and ask her to find a good family for the child."

"Okay!" Da Kui took the crying child and walked straight out of the temple door.

Seeing that the only ones left were some old monks, Xu Xianggong cupped his hands and said, "Master, just go and do some religious practice and worship the Buddha. I won't bother you with the rest."

Xu Xian said hello, and several accountants from Kaifeng Mansion followed him to the secret courtyard in the temple. In the wing, Hui Neng and two disciples were tied to the ground with five flowers. Jiubao and several soldiers from Hongjindu

Sitting aside and eating dry snacks.

When Hui Neng saw Xu Xian, he immediately begged: "Sir, please help the poor monk. These Qiu Ba will beat the poor monk when they come here. You have to make the decision for the poor monk!"

Jiubao burst out laughing, spraying snack scum everywhere, "You're really blind. He and I both have red scarves on our arms, and you asked him for help!"

Huineng stared at Xu Xian with wide eyes and said, "It's you! You asked them to come! Do you want to steal the money from Xiangguo Temple? I knew you had no good intentions!"

"It's not me! It's him!" Xu Xian said, arching his hands in the direction of the palace, "What he wants to rob is not just Xiangguo Temple, but the entire Buddhist sect of Zhou Dynasty. He wants not only money but also people. Now don't you think

Not so aggrieved anymore.”

Huineng gasped, "How dare he! There are more than 30,000 temples in the Zhou Dynasty, millions of monks and nuns, and countless believers. Aren't you afraid of losing the hearts of the people?"
Chapter completed!