Four hundred and nineteen chapters voice of right and wrong
Lao Zhu burst out laughing and didn't let Queen Ma guess any more. The girl's actions just now made him addicted. He stretched out three fingers, shook them at Queen Ma, and said: "Thirty
Wan Guan."
"This, how did he do this?" Queen Ma looked in disbelief. After all, the Jiaofang Division was almost unsustainable when Han Du didn't take over. Once Han Du took over, it took a month.
He only made 300,000 yuan, which is really a huge gap.
The always kind Empress Ma felt that the previous officials were too useless compared to Han Du.
Lao Zhu laughed, spread his hands, and said, "If you ask us, how do we know?"
Lao Zhu was also puzzled. You said that the Jiaofang Secretary needs ten guan just to enter the door. Just to enter the door and not do anything yet, it costs 10 guan. This is simply a money grab under an open fire. There should be no money.
People would be willing to be robbed. Who knew that such an expensive entrance fee would actually attract people to rush in to get in? It seems that if they don't throw the money to Jiaofangsi, they will suffer a loss.
When Empress Ma saw that the emperor was not sure, she didn't ask any more questions. She just sighed and said: "When it comes to making money, Han Du is really quite capable. Look, even if you give him the treasure bank certificate, he won't do it either."
I asked you for money, didn't I also make the Baochao Lifting Company prosperous? Now the Jiaofang Company is the same, not only did it not ask you for money, but it actually wanted to give you money."
"If you ask me, your Majesty, you can't find another minister like this even if you search all over the civil and military dynasties. Although Ouyang Lun won the Jinshi at a young age, it is not bad, but compared with Han Du
It was still too far off. I thought it was better to change my will and fulfill Anqing and Han Du. After all, it was Han Du who saved my life. Wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds to return his life? If Han Du was fulfilled, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?
Du, he should also be able to devote himself more to the emperor."
Lao Zhu listened and recognized Han Du in his heart. After all, no emperor would dislike a minister like Han Du who never asked for money but wanted to help him make money. But about the Anqing incident, Lao Zhu still felt
He has some ideas of his own and is not yet able to agree.
"I have my own plan for this matter." Lao Zhu raised his eyes and looked at the void in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Queen Ma insisted that she could only stop there and not get entangled in this matter.
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Tianjie Temple.
A beautiful nun stood outside an ordinary Zen room.
Standing in a simple courtyard is a female nun filled with pure aura. The breeze does not move and the picture is still. Anyone who sees it will admire the purity and loftiness of the picture.
"Come in." Zong Lai's helpless sigh came from inside the Zen room.
The expression on the nun's face was as cold as water. When she heard these words, the ice suddenly melted away, just like the scorching sun melting snow. A trace of pride appeared on her face, and she opened the door with a smile.
When Zong Lai saw the nun coming in, he sighed and said helplessly: "You have been standing in front of my door for three days. Junior sister, why are you doing this?"
"Senior brother, I have finally found such a disciple who is suitable for me. If I give in here, the Heart Sutra will be lost. Senior brother, how can you go to see the master?" The nun didn't give in at all and said bluntly.
"There are millions of living beings in the world, so why should junior sister be obsessed with one person?" Zong Li closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together, and wanted to persuade her again.
Huixin heard the words and sneered, saying: "Although there are many people in the world, there are not many who are suitable for studying the Heart Sutra. Didn't Senior Brother also miss the Heart Sutra back then? If I miss this girl, who knows if I can find it in the future. Even if
Even if I find one, there is a high chance that it won’t be as good as this girl. Since we already have the best, why would a poor nun settle for the second best?”
Zong Lai lowered his head and remained silent, keeping his mouth shut.
Huixin looked at Zong Li intently for a long time, and suddenly said with a sigh and a mocking voice: "It seems that senior brother has made up his mind not to help me. Is he determined to let the master's "Heart Sutra" be lost?
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Facing Hui Xin's stern questioning, Zong Li could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.
"Junior sister, if you don't have any more disciples, you can find them again. That Han Du is extraordinary, so why do you have to go up against him, junior sister?"
"He held my disciple captive, and now you will ask if this is mine?" When Huixin heard Zong Li's words, she was immediately angry. She raised her eyebrows and asked eagerly:
"If he refuses to let him go this time, the poor nun will never let him go. Senior brother, don't say anything else. Just tell me whether you can help me?"
Zong Long looked at Hui Xin carefully and then shook his head after a long time and said, "I'm afraid this poor monk can't do anything about this matter."
"Hahaha..." Hui Xin burst out laughing when she heard this. After laughing enough, she looked at Zong Li coldly and said sarcastically: "What a helpless person. Senior brother, if you don't want to help, just say so."
, why bother using such words to prevaricate me? Senior brother, do you know what people outside are saying about you now?"
Zong Li raised his head, looked at Hui Xin curiously, and asked softly: "How do you say it?"
Huixin smiled first, then looked at Zong Yi and said with a sneer: "You said that you have a close relationship with the emperor, that you are too involved in government affairs, and there are many more unpleasant things. Do you want me to tell you one by one?"
When Zong Lai heard this, his eyes couldn't help but shrink, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he soon recovered. He said seriously: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will? For the sake of the broad Buddhist sect, even a poor monk will not care about these gossips.
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"Hahaha, okay, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." Huixin laughed, then said in a calm tone: "Senior brother is indeed the leader of Buddhism in the world. Everything he says and does is of concern to the world.
It's a big deal in Buddhism, but I don't know where my senior brother put the kindness of raising and teaching the master, and I can watch the master break the inheritance."
Huixin stared at Zong Lai, and after a moment, she suddenly turned around. While walking towards the outside of the Zen room, she said: "I will wait for another three days, and within three days, senior brother should give me an answer."
After saying that, he left here without looking back.
Zong Li sat on the futon without saying a word until sunset. When he saw his disciple coming, he raised his head slightly.
He ordered: "Zhi Cong."
"The disciple is here."
"Come here."
The middle-aged monk named Zhi Cong quickly leaned over and approached Zong Lai.
Under Zong Lai's instructions, he kept nodding his head.
After Zong Lai finished his instructions, he sat upright again and closed his eyes.
Zhi Cong whispered back, "Disciple knows, let's do it now." Then he left the meditation room.