Lao Zhu wanted to build an altar to worship heaven and earth in the southern suburbs, but he never dared to do it because he had no money.
In the past two years, thanks to Zhu Bai, the national treasury has been abundant. Therefore, Lao Zhu ordered the construction to start this month.
Not only that, there was enough money to build a house and cover the altar.
Lao Zhu thought for a moment and said, well, let’s call it the Great Sacrifice Hall.
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Lao Zhu issued an order to ask the Guangdong Provincial Envoy and Daotong to investigate Chen De's affairs strictly and not tolerate it.
Only the prosecutor dared to bring hundreds of households in jail for interrogation, and asked all the people who had been bullied to report the case so that they could be tried together.
All of a sudden, the inspection department was bustling with activity.
The grievances accumulated for many years were vented, and everyone was naturally enthusiastic.
Lao Zhu adopted most of Zhu Biao's opinions. But when it came to dealing with hundreds of households and soldiers, it was more than just a lesson.
He ordered them all to be killed directly.
Kill one to serve as a warning to hundreds.
Whoever dares to prey on the common people in the countryside in the future will set an example.
Zhu Bai couldn't care about this. He was busy eating and shopping, exploring all around Guangzhou, and then packed his luggage and planned to go to Guangxi after leaving Guangzhou.
But before he could come out, Lao Zhu sent an urgent edict from eight hundred miles away, telling him to go back, saying that Concubine Sun was dead.
Zhu Bai was a little confused: Concubine Sun was not his biological mother, so why should he be asked to go back after she died?
According to Lao Zhu's temper, it is impossible for him to toss his own son for a concubine.
Besides, it's so far away. Even if he rushes back day and night, he still won't be able to catch up with Concubine Sun's funeral.
As a result, Lao Zhu then issued another imperial edict, saying: Don't rush, safety first, just return before autumn. Walk from Changsha to Yuezhou, take a boat, and go down the river to answer the sky.
Zhu Bai suddenly realized: Lao Zhu was afraid that he would forget Qiu Wei while playing, so he just found an excuse to take him back.
Then go back.
Otherwise, how can we still resist the decree?
Zhu Bai could only reluctantly take this group of people and the goods they bought back, following the route Lao Zhu told them.
Master Zong Lai recently happened to be traveling in Nanhua Temple in Shaoguan to meet friends.
When I heard that Zhu Bai was coming, I subconsciously packed my things and left.
The abbot of Nanhua Temple stopped him: "Brother, why are you running?"
Master Zong Lai sighed: "Junior brother, I don't know something. This King Xiang is extremely smart and eccentric, and most people can't stand him."
The abbot also sighed: "Brother, look at how this place has been devastated by the wars of the previous dynasty. Although the Sixth Patriarch Huineng is here in person, there are no pilgrims coming because the temple is ruined and the place is remote. If the King of Xiang can come,
Rebuilding the temple and attracting pilgrims through his reputation can be regarded as a great merit of senior brother."
Master Zong Lai thought for a moment: "I couldn't bear the fact that the Sixth Patriarch Huineng's real body was hidden in such a dilapidated place. For his sake, I had to compromise for once. However, junior brother, please do not mention the Sixth Patriarch to King Xiang.
It’s about the ancestor’s true identity, otherwise this child will do something outrageous.”
He might take away the Sixth Patriarch's true body by force and put it in his shop to attract wealth.
Anyway, he has no inhibitions and can do whatever he wants.
The abbot hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will naturally be sensible about this."
When Zhu Bai heard that Master Zongli was at Nanhua Temple, he came right away.
Nanhua Temple is not far from Guanya Bureau of Shaoguan County, so there is no detour. Besides, he has long wanted to go to Nanhua Temple to see the true form of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng.
Zong Lai and the abbot came out to greet him personally.
Zhu Bai couldn't close his mouth when he saw Zong Li: "Master is doing well recently."
Zong Lai felt like a chicken being targeted by a weasel. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he nodded: "Okay, okay, I'm doing fine, poor monk."
Zhu Bai: "Ah, Master Zongli, are you free tonight to help me copy a scripture?"
Zong Lai: "Whenever you have time, you have time."
Zhu Bai narrowed his eyes and looked at him: Tsk, there must be something weird about this monk's cooperation.
When he saw the crumbling wall and the incomplete door with traces of fire, Zhu Bai understood instantly.
Hey, these two old monks tricked me here because they wanted to beg me for help.
It doesn't matter, I don't have much, I just have a lot of money.
However, there is a price to pay for begging alchemy from me.
Let me think about it, what should these two old monks do?
Zhu Bai smiled eerily.
The abbot led Zhu Bai to the inner hall and offered fragrant tea diligently.
Zhu Bai took a sip of tea and asked, pretending not to care, "Is the real body of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng enshrined in your temple?"
Zong Lai and the abbot were shocked.
The abbot was so frightened that he stammered: "No, no, no, yes."
Zhu Bai narrowed his eyes: "Monks don't lie. Abbot thinks about it before answering."
The abbot could only say honestly: "Yes, the Sixth Patriarch's true body relics are enshrined in the small temple."
Zhu Bai's eyes lit up: "Can I have a look?"
The abbot cast a look at Chao Zongli asking for help.
Zong Lai said: "Your Highness, the Sixth Patriarch is an eminent monk of the generation. His true body relics are the only magic weapon of the Buddhist family."
Zhu Bai understood that they were afraid that he would cause damage.
He smacked his lips: Sure enough, there is a price to be paid for using this child's body to do mischief.
In Zong Lai's heart, he turned out to be the kind of person who doesn't know what's important.
Zhu Bai clasped his hands to Zong Lai and saluted solemnly: "I just want to pay homage to the Sixth Patriarch out of admiration. I have no ill intentions. Master, don't worry."
Thinking that although Zhu Bai was naughty on weekdays, he could still handle important matters and even saved his life. Zong Lai felt embarrassed and hurriedly returned the gift: "In this case, I will take you to pay homage to the true body of the Sixth Patriarch."
This kid is really smart. It would be a good thing if he could become enlightened after seeing the true form of the Sixth Patriarch.
When the abbot saw Zong Lai saying this, he didn't know what to say, so he quickly asked someone to open the door of the side hall and led Zhu Bai in.
Zhu Bai sighed and saluted: "Master Abbot is really sincere to the Buddha. Your temple only had this one Zen room intact, so he left it to the true body of the Sixth Patriarch."
The abbot returned the courtesy: "The Sixth Patriarch is our Zen Buddhist sect, and we Buddhist disciples should treat each other with respect."
Zhu Bai bowed sincerely and looked at it carefully before exiting.
Zhang Yu and others also came up to kowtow one by one after Zhu Bai left.
Zhu Bai stood in the yard and sighed: "I didn't expect that a famous temple of a generation would be so dilapidated..."
The abbot also hurriedly echoed: "That's right. After several wars, there has been no money to repair it."
Zhu Bai: "The place where the Sixth Patriarch's true form is staying cannot be allowed to decay."
When the abbot heard that there was something going on, he hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness is truly compassionate. Amitabha."
Zhu Bai said: "However, my king's money is never given for free. I give you money to repair the temple, what can you give me?"
The abbot had already expected that Zhu Bai would say this, and hurriedly said: "Old monk can copy scriptures for Zhu Bai."
Zhu Bai shook his head: "Forgive me to be frank, but the master is not famous enough. If you copy it, it will be in vain. You can't sell it."
The abbot was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red. Zong Lai was right, this naughty kid was really not that easy to get along with.
His cultivation was so advanced that he was so excited that he wanted to hit someone.
For the sake of money, don't be angry, don't be angry.
