Lao Zhu understood what Han Du meant as soon as he heard it.
Temples all over the world have a lot of farmland, and Tianjie Temple alone has tens of thousands of acres of farmland. How much food can these fields produce every year, and how much cloth can they produce?
Thinking about a place like a monastery where the output and demand are equally huge, whether they are selling or buying, even if the transaction volume is huge, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is an ordinary thing and will not happen at all.
Attention-grabbing.
From this point of view, it is not unreasonable for Han Du to doubt the temple. If those who secretly print treasure money want to find a channel for the money to flow out, there is really no more convenient way than Buddhism.
Moreover, each of these temples is very rich! The temples themselves alone contain a large amount of gold and silver.
Judging from the example of Handu, the temple is indeed very questionable.
But after Lao Zhu heard this, he remained calm.
When Han Du saw it, he wisely shut his mouth and said no more. Logically speaking, Lao Zhu should be very resentful towards those who secretly printed treasure banknotes. No matter who dares to have anything to do with those people,
There must be no way to escape Lao Zhu's butcher knife. After all, Lao Zhu's direct grandson died in the hands of those people. It's strange that Lao Zhu doesn't want to take revenge.
But what makes Han Du confused is that Lao Zhu has fallen into silence now. There must be some inside story that makes Lao Zhu feel troublesome, which is why this situation is possible.
After a long time, Lao Zhu raised his eyes and glanced at Han Du, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that I don't know that monks don't engage in production, and temples buy and occupy fields. But you know why, although I set up the Senglu Division to manage the monks in the world,
But didn’t they persecute them too harshly?”
When Han Du heard the word "but", his heart skipped a beat and he felt something bad. Because there was usually a touching story behind "but", and Han Du didn't want to hear the story. But Han Du had to tell Lao Zhu's story.
Listen, but don’t dare not listen.
Not only did he not dare not listen, he even gave him timely compliments, allowing Lao Zhu to continue speaking smoothly.
"Why is this?"
Lao Zhu glanced at Han Du and said calmly: "This is related to my experience. When I was in trouble, I became a monk in Huangjue Temple and survived by relying on the support of the temple. From this point of view,
He said that Buddhism is kind to me. Therefore, as long as they have not committed a heinous crime and as long as the evidence is not conclusive, I will not punish them. Do you understand?"
Han Du couldn't help but take a deep breath and blamed himself in his heart, why did he forget this incident?
Lao Zhu founded the Ming Dynasty with filial piety. This filial piety is not only "the king of heaven and earth, the king, the teacher", but also the kindness between people. Lao Zhu was a monk in Huangjue Temple for several years. To a certain extent, it can be said that he was the emperor.
Juesi raised him. The grace of saving his life is greater than heaven. Without irrefutable evidence, it is impossible for Lao Zhu to deal with Buddhism.
Moreover, this evidence is not for Lao Zhu to see, as long as it is passable. It is for the people of the world to see, so that after seeing it, the people of the world will feel that this Buddhism is indeed heinous, and it can make the people of the world stand up to Lao Zhu.
Only on the side.
"Do you have evidence?"
The more Han Du thought about it, the more he felt that he was really helpless in the face of Tianjie Temple. Suddenly hearing Lao Zhu's question, he had to reply flatteringly: "This, I just reasoned logically. As for the evidence,
, I don’t.”
"Since there isn't, then there's nothing to say." Lao Zhu shook his head.
Han Du believes that Lao Zhu must really want to avenge his legitimate grandson, but as Lao Zhu himself said, unless there is sufficient evidence to prove in front of the world that Buddhism is those who secretly printed treasures and mutilated people,
The emperor's grandson, otherwise Lao Zhu would not have taken action rashly.
"But don't worry, although I won't help you, I won't help Tianjie Temple put pressure on you. It's up to you to decide what to do." Lao Zhu expressed his attitude of not helping each other.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du really wanted to thank Lao Zhu. On the surface, Lao Zhu was not helping each other, but in fact, he was already protecting Han Du.
After all, if Lao Zhu stands on the side of Tianjie Temple again, it will be a disaster for Han Du.
However, from the attitude of Lao Zhu that the two were not helping each other, Han Du knew that the guess he told Lao Zhu had worked. If Lao Zhu had not become suspicious, he would not have said that the two were not helping each other, but would have been straightforward.
He asked Han Du to go back and release him.
From this point of view, Han Du has achieved his goal. At least Yao Yue can continue to stay in the Jiaofang Division now, and it is still safe.
After saying one thing, Han Du drank tea with Lao Zhu for a while.
While drinking, Lao Zhu suddenly asked: "I heard that you changed all the rules for female musicians in the Jiaofang Department?"
"Yes." Lao Zhu couldn't hide this matter at all, and Han Du could only nod his head and admit it.
Lao Zhu suddenly frowned and said: "You don't want to break the pot, do you? In the past, the Jiaofang Division did not have much profit. Do you just want to muddle along like this?"
"Your Majesty, it is clear that the ministers changed the rules just because they didn't want the Jiaofang Si to hang around like this." If you want the horse to run well, you must first feed the horse enough grass. Like before, let the female singer
We can't see the slightest bit of hope, and we look lifeless all day long. What else can we do? You must know that Jiaofangsi is an entertainment venue, and you, a service staff in an entertainment venue, look melancholy all day long.
, there is no hope, it looks lifeless. It doesn’t even have a little feasting and joy, how can it develop and make money?
When Lao Zhu saw Han Du speaking sophistry, he wanted to give him a few words of advice. But when he thought about Han Du, who was the best at sophistry, Lao Zhu simply didn't want to say that. He just said dissatisfiedly, "I don't care about the former Jiaofang Secretary."
Anyway, from now on, the Jiaofang Si is in your hands. You must send me at least five thousand, no, at least ten thousand, to the palace every year. If you can't do it, I will let you.
You look good."
Ten thousand guan!
Jiaofang Si is the only government brothel in the entire capital, and it is even the top brothel in the capital. The annual income is only 10,000 guan? No, judging from Lao Zhu's tone, he may not even have 5,000 guan. Lao Zhu
Roar ten thousand times, that is when the lion opens its mouth.
Although Han Du knew from Grandma Li that the former Jiaofangsi had a hard time and could not make ends meet, he really did not expect that the former Jiaofangsi could not even earn 5,000 guan a year.
You must know that Jiaofangsi is not too strong now, but even so, there are dozens of female musicians alone, plus various handymen, Jiaofangsi now has a scale of more than a hundred people.