The Jokhang Temple is rich, but An Huajin feels that it is nothing if it is not paid. The Nanyang Army does tighten its belt and receive military pay every year. However, His Majesty still thinks it is natural. Every year when the military pay is allocated to Nanyang, he pushes back and blocks, and pays less if he can.
Give less.
He didn't even think about it, if the Nanyang army starved to death, who would guard the territory for him?
That is to say, her grandfather could bear it. If she was the master of the family, he would come to Beijing and squat in His Majesty's South Study Room, and would not return to Nanyang until he was given enough military pay.
The monks in the Jokhang Temple have a better life than the King of Nanyang who spent his life as a soldier. It’s unreasonable!
An Huajin watched the abbot fall and said in surprise, "Ah, what's wrong with the abbot?"
Asking questions knowingly! The elders and deacons were so angry that their chests hurt, but they dared not speak out in anger.
Gu Qingyan stood up, helped the abbot up with his own hands, looked at him as if he was fainting and was about to die, and said gently and harmlessly, "The weather is very hot. Could it be that the abbot has a heat stroke?"
The abbot closed his eyes tightly and did not want to speak.
"Oh, it's heatstroke. It's a trivial matter. Is there a doctor in the temple? Go and ask for a doctor." An Huajin urged the elders and deacons. Feng Liang said unambiguously, "You guys, you just spend the whole day in the temple eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.
Lack of exercise, minor heat stroke, many people can't stand it. My grandfather has lived his whole life, except for fighting, training soldiers and horses, never having a break in the cold or summer, and he has never had a heat stroke so far. It shows that you have contributed too little to the court, so you are so considerate.
Weak."
The abbot trembled, and the elders and deacons wanted to curse in their hearts.
Gu Qingyan said with a smile, "Go and ask a doctor quickly. Although heatstroke is a minor matter, if people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple come later and no one can take charge, it will be troublesome. People from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple can't
Take everyone to the prison for interrogation."
The abbot was frightened, and immediately opened his eyes, shaking his face and said, "I...I'm fine...cough cough cough cough."
"It's okay. I thought I wouldn't be able to eat my fast today." An Huajin breathed a sigh of relief.
The abbot gasped in pain, "Quick, go and ask the dining room, are the meals for the little princess and Young Master Gu Qi ready?"
"Okay... okay." Someone responded.
"Please, the young princess and the Seventh Young Master please move to the Yingshan Hall." The abbot barely managed to stand still, "I am not feeling well, so I will not accompany you."
"It's okay, I don't need you to accompany me. Just wait and deal with the people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple." An Huajin was very talkative, "We can just eat by ourselves. Remember, don't forget about military pay. This is a great good deed."
Son, after a while we will finish our fast and come down the mountain. After returning to Beijing, we will go and tell His Majesty the good deeds of the Jokhang Temple. Your Majesty will definitely be delighted."
Abbot Longyan Dayue didn't know Dayue, he only knew that the ten years of hard work in Jokhang Temple were in vain, and it hurt more than scraping flesh.
"If Wangsuo was an individual act and had nothing to do with the people of the Jokhang Temple, His Majesty will not take heavy responsibility for the contribution of the donation to the Jokhang Temple. If Wangsuo was not an individual act, there were accomplices or it had something to do with the Jokhang Temple.
, then the little princess and I will definitely take note of the good deed of donating military salary to the Jokhang Temple and speak up for the Jokhang Temple in front of His Majesty." Gu Qingyan conscientiously gave the abbot reassurance.
The abbot's heart tightened with pain and suddenly felt a lot better. Gu Qingyan and An Huajin sang together and unilaterally finalized the donation. This made them unable to express their pain and couldn't object strongly. The matter was over.
At this point, I could only suffer the loss and reluctantly said thank you, "Thank you so much, Princess An, and thank you, Master Gu Qi. Although Wangsuo is a member of our temple, his actions have absolutely nothing to do with our temple."
An Huajin nodded, "As long as it doesn't matter, we can talk to you for your convenience."
Gu Qingyan smiled and nodded.
The two of them were led to the Yingshan Hall. After the young monks placed the food one by one, closed the door and retreated, An Huajin laughed silently and burst into laughter. Three million taels of silver was enough to buy a lot of military pay.
This trip to Jokhang Temple is worth it.
Gu Qingyan also laughed silently. He smiled more reservedly, with only his lips covered. His smiling face was like mist and rain washing the sky, revealing the clear breeze behind the sunshine.
"How many times have you done this kind of thing?" An Huajin asked in a low voice.
"This is the first time." Gu Qingyan told the truth.
"How do you feel?" An Huajin asked.
Gu Qingyan coughed lightly and said, "I feel good."
An Huajin laughed.
Just imitate bandits and rob, and if the robbery is successful, doesn’t it feel good and a sense of accomplishment?
She looked at Gu Qingyan with admiration, "Okay, it's the first time you've done something like this, and you're so understanding and so smooth. It shows that you are really born to do this."
Gu Qingyan coughed a few more times, with smiles in his eyes, "I'm very smart. No matter what it is, I can learn it once I learn it."
An Huajin: "..."
He is not ashamed, but proud?
She looked at Gu Qingyan speechlessly, and suddenly felt that she had always had some misunderstandings about him. In fact, they were not that inappropriate in every way. Now it seemed that they were suitable in some ways, and they were suitable to rob others together. p>
The fast food at Jokhang Temple is indeed well-deserved, and it is so delicious that Anhua Jin has the idea of bringing the cook from Jokhang Temple back home.
She wondered if it would be too much to sell someone three million taels of silver first and then take away their cook?
Probably because her expression was too struggling, Gu Qingyan smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have any ideas?"
"Yes, I want a cook from the Jokhang Temple." An Huajin looked at him, "Is it too much?"
"Kinda."
"Is there any way to make my behavior not look too excessive?" An Huajin bit his chopsticks, "You are so smart, you must have a way, right?"
"What's wrong with biting chopsticks?" Gu Qingyan smiled and stretched out her hand to hold down her chopsticks, "No more biting."
An Huajin obediently let go of his mouth, "Then what can you do?"
Gu Qingyan heard this and said, "The fasting rice of Jokhang Temple is famous far and wide, and it is also one of the incomes of the Jokhang Temple. It is said that Concubine Zhuang likes the fasting rice cooked by the cooks of Jokhang Temple very much, and the ladies of various mansions in Beijing also like it very much.
.If you want the cook of Jokhang Temple, you will not only be enemies with Princess Zhuang, but also enemies with all the ladies in Beijing. Are you sure?"
"Can you just tell me that there is a way?" What An Huajin is not afraid of most in his life is to be enemies with others, such as Prince Shanqin, such as Gu Qingyan. Enemies can meet and live in peace, or they can be engaged couples.
Robbery. What's more, she used the tea given by Princess Zhuang as a inducement to extort money from the Jokhang Temple in order to donate military salary, which had already offended Princess Zhuang.
Gu Qingyan smiled, "As long as you are not afraid, then when people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple come, you can take advantage of it and take it directly. Compared with arresting everyone in Jokhang Temple, even if Jokhang Temple is reluctant to let go of a cook, he must
I also know how to make choices at the right time."
An Huajin's eyes lit up and he patted the table, "Okay, let's do it."
