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Chapter 82: The Monk Leads the Urban Management

On this day, Zhao Gangjun got up early.

He wanted to ask Chen Keke to go to morning class.

Since the last all-night talk with Chen Keke, the relationship between Zhao Gangjun and Chen Keke seems to have returned to its previous state, and has even gotten better.

The two would often go to morning classes together, or have meals together, or even debate scriptures together.

The so-called debate is when two people explain their own understanding of Buddhist scriptures. If you are not convinced by the other person's understanding, you can debate with him.

At the beginning, Zhao Gangjun's debating skills were very poor, but as he read more and more Buddhist scriptures, Zhao Gangjun's debating skills also improved day by day, and in the end he was able to overpower Chen Keke. This made the temple

All the abbots were greatly surprised and said that Zhao Gangjun had great understanding.

Zhao Gangjun also went to have a good chat with the abbot in the past few days.

The abbot, whose name is Hui Xin, is in his fifties this year. It is said that he became a monk halfway. He was born in Ningxin Temple. Later, because of his deep connection with Buddhism, when the previous abbot passed away, he handed over the position of abbot.

She, she was only in her twenties and less than thirty at the time.

After becoming the abbot, Huixin did not make any drastic efforts to build Ningxin Nunnery. She donated most of the incense money accumulated at Ningxin Nunnery over the years to a nearby primary school, and then advocated for the nuns in the temple to practice while practicing.

While practicing Buddhism, he also farmed to support himself.

As Ning Xin'an's demand from the outside world becomes less and less, the number of people who come here to worship naturally gradually decreases, because there are no Eighteen Shaolin Bronzemen here, and there are no good gimmicks.

This is a simple nunnery.

It is so simple that even the Buddha statues are just made of simple wood. Unlike several other temples in the same city, everything is magnificent and even the Buddha statues are gold-plated.

Although it is not popular, this place is a good place. It is said that the feng shui is very good. Many people came here to buy land and build villas, but the abbot refused.

In Zhao Gangjun's opinion, Abbot Huixin is a person of great wisdom. Her gentle smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

She didn't know any martial arts, but it made Zhao Gangjun unable to think of fighting against her.

In addition to giving lessons to her disciples every day, she spends the rest of her time tending the flowers, plants and trees in the backyard. She is rarely seen chanting sutras and chanting Buddhist scriptures, but her Dharma is the most profound in the entire Ningxin nunnery. It is said that she has taught all Buddhists

The classics were all memorized in his mind, and Zhao Gangjun did not go to verify it, but he firmly believed in this rumor.

On this day, Huixin was giving morning lessons to Zhao Gangjun and others.

There was a knock on the front door.

Someone opens the door.

The door opened and a group of monks walked in from outside.

Behind the monk, there was actually a group of urban management officials.

"Junior sister Huixin!"

An old monk walked in the front. I saw that this old monk had a fat head and a big face. He was wearing an inappropriate cassock, and his fat muscles were pressed tightly against his ribs. At best, he looked a bit like Miller, at worst,

This is a meatball

"Senior Brother Jingtan."

Huixin stood up and walked towards the old monk.

"Jingtan? Zhu Bajie?"

Zhao Gangrong raised his eyebrows.

"This old man is not a good guy."

Chen Keke said in a low voice.

"oh?"

Zhao Gangjun asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

"He is the president of the Southern Buddhist Association."

Chen Keke said, "He is also the abbot of the largest Shaolin Temple here in FJ. This person is keen on commercializing the Shaolin Temple, and he has done it very successfully. Although he has made enough money, he has made the temple lose its supposed value."

The quietness and inaction.”

"Then why is he here?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

"A long time ago, he fell in love with the land of Ningxin'an."

Chen Keke said, "He wanted to buy land from Master, but Master was not happy, so he made things difficult for Master in the Buddhist Association. It is said that when the Buddhist Conference was held in Nanhai this year, he advocated expelling our Ningxin Temple from the Buddhist Association.

, the reason is that our contribution to the Buddhist Association is too little. Huh, a group of people who are obsessed with money have the nerve to say how much they have contributed to the Buddhist Association!"

"This is the foundation of Ning Xin'an. If he wants to buy it, how can it be sold to him?" Zhao Gangjun said, "Isn't he kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"He doesn't want to buy the foundation of Ning Xin'an. What he wants is the land next to it. Several acres of land nearby belong to our Ning Xin'an. What he wants is the land. But the master has been unwilling to sell it.

"He definitely has bad intentions when he brings so many people here today!" Chen Keke said.

Zhao Gangjun nodded and looked at the group of people not far away. As expected, those people started to get louder without saying a few words.

"After investigation, it is found that your land is illegally used. In accordance with relevant regulations, we will demolish the illegal buildings here!"

An urban management team leader said.

"Donor, our Ningxin Temple has been built here for decades. The procedures are complete, reasonable and legal, how can it be said to be illegal?" Huixin asked with a smile.

"Of course your front yard is not an illegal building, but those Zen houses in the backyard were not submitted together when you applied for review, so those are illegal buildings. We will demolish those illegal buildings in accordance with the law!" said the captain.

"Those are just some simple thatched huts. If the government doesn't let us build them, then we can just tear them down ourselves. We don't need to bother you to mobilize troops. We don't need to bother Brother Jingtan who is so dedicated to helping us," Huixin said.

"Junior sister Huixin, I'm not talking about you!"

The old monk Jingtan said with a sincere look on his face, "Look at your Ningxin nunnery. When we approved such a large piece of land for you, you only managed to get so little out of it. As long as you are willing to transfer the land next to you to

In our Shaolin Temple, we can build a group of Zen rooms for you free of charge! Otherwise, if your Zen rooms are demolished, you won’t even have a place to live.”

"The sky is a quilt and the earth is a bed, but it is also a kind of practice."

Huixin smiled and shook her head.

"Junior Sister Huixin, don't you know how to flatter me!"

When the old monk saw that Hui Xin refused to agree, he was also annoyed. He said with a dark face, "I want that piece of land to promote Buddhism. The feng shui here is good and it will be of great benefit to the development of Buddhism. Rather than letting you waste that land,

Instead of growing vegetables, why not let our Shaolin Temple build more temples, so that the incense can be even more prosperous!"

"Brother, there is no need to say anything."

Huixin shook her head and said, "The prosperity of the incense does not depend on the grandness of the temple. As long as everyone has Buddha in their hearts, the incense will naturally be strong. On the contrary, if there is no Buddha in everyone's heart, then the temple will be as big as the sky.

The incense will dissipate sooner or later."

"Since junior sister is so stubborn, it's hard for me, the poor monk, to say anything more."

After the old monk Jingtan finished speaking, he put his hands together and recited Amitabha.

Afterwards, the urban management team leader led a group of urban management personnel and headed towards the backyard.

"I'm here, who dares to mess around?"

A sharp shout sounded.

I saw Zhao Gangjun holding a wooden stick and standing at the intersection from the front yard to the backyard.

"You, Ning Xin'an, actually hide a man!"

The old monk Jingtan opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen the young lady, and said loudly, "Buddhist Jingtan, you have done such a dirty and obscene thing, Huixin, you have disgraced us monks so much."

"Senior brother, all living beings are equal. Men and women are just a drop in the ocean. If you wholeheartedly worship the Buddha, what does it matter where you are?" Hui Xin said.

"Hmph, there are actually men in a nunnery. Who knows what ridiculous things you will do here!" Jingtan snorted coldly and was about to say something, but suddenly he saw a wooden stick flying towards him.

Got him.

Several Shaolin disciples beside him were all practitioners. They stood directly in front of Jingtan and stopped the stick halfway.

"Monks, you should be compassionate. Such a violent person actually appeared in the Buddhist pure land, Ningxin Temple. He has really fallen into the devil's way!" Jingtan shook his head helplessly.

Seeing someone blocking his way, the captain of the urban management team rushed directly in front of Zhao Gangjun with a few of his men, and was about to push Zhao Gangjun.

"Wherever you touch me today, I will get rid of you!" Zhao Gangjun crossed his arms and said with a smile.

"You're so brave, who do you think you are?"

Although the urban management brigade captain said something very tough, he really didn't take action because he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.

"Gang, Brother Gang!"

A small urban management officer looked at Zhao Gangjun in horror!

"Hey, do you know me?" Zhao Gangjun looked at the little city manager with a smile.

"Captain, let's go!"

The little urban management officer grabbed the urban management team leader's hand and said, "Captain, we don't have anything to do here..."

"What are you doing?!"

The urban management team leader frowned and scolded, "We are here to perform official duties!"

"Captain, he, he is Zhao Gangjun!"

The small town official said in a low voice.

"Zhao Gangrui? I still have Zhao Copperplate...Eh, no, Zhao Gangrong?! Why does it sound so familiar?!"

A confused look appeared on the face of the urban management team leader. Soon, the confused look turned into surprise, then into panic, and finally, into complete fear!

He remembered why the person in front of him looked familiar!

This person, this person is Zhao Gangjun!

This man is the underground emperor of FJ!!

This man is also the boss of Fang Group!!

It is said that this person also has an official status!!

Even the head of the central government met him in person!

I'm so pissed!

Why did such a person come to a nunnery to become a monk?

The urban management team leader was so frightened that he peed.

His face was instantly filled with a flattering smile.

If he were from other departments, he wouldn't be so pleased with Zhao Gangjun, but he is an urban management officer!

As a half-black and half-white department in China, urban management actually needs to deal with the local underground world for many things, such as forced demolitions and so on. As Zhao Gangjun is the emperor of the underground world, dealing with them is far more difficult than dealing with people from other public institutions.

It's much simpler!

With just one phone call from Zhao Gangjun, these urban management officials can be killed.

The monks not far away were surprised to see those menacing urban management personnel suddenly turned into smiling state workers. Is this still the Chinese urban management system that claims to have a combat effectiveness report?

The face of the old monk Jingtan was the most ugly. You know, these urban management officials were hired by him!

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