"This... this thing, this thing could be the instrument used by the Weaver Girl in the sky, it is really magical!"
Wei Yuanqing just glanced at it briefly and couldn't help pinching his beard and shouting excitedly.
The structure of the textile machine is not complicated. Compared with the existing finished products in the world, it only has changes in many details, such as changing the spinning shuttle that feeds the yarn from horizontal to vertical.
But just this simple change increased the efficiency by more than ten times.
After presiding over such a large Wei mansion for so many years, Wei Yuanqing could easily see the huge benefits contained in it, and for a while, there was a look of greed in his eyes.
But soon, he realized that there were two powerful men staring at him. Mr. Wei coughed slightly in embarrassment, and his eyes returned to clarity.
"It makes the elders and the gods laugh. The benefits contained therein are huge. I finally understand why the elders are so worried."
Taking a deep breath, Wei Yuanqing sighed.
"It is human nature that money and silk can move people's hearts. It is a great kindness for Donor Wei to be able to restrain his desires."
Fahai did not hold on to this point of the other party, but instead brushed it off in one stroke, giving Mr. Wei a lot of face.
Looking at Fa Hai with gratitude, Wei Yuanqing pondered for a moment and said:
"When I got back, I asked the workshop under the name of the Wei Mansion to make a batch of textile machines as soon as possible according to the drawings, and then secretly sent them to the temple by carriage and horse. After that, I would send people up the mountain to collect cloth at regular intervals, and collect them in the name of the Wei Mansion.
Go and sell them. All the proceeds from the loan will belong to them, and I am determined not to take any of it."
"If there is a second company in the city that uses this kind of spinning machine to produce cloth, I am willing to go to the mountains in person to plead guilty and let others deal with it."
"Amitabha, that young monk would like to thank Almsgiver Wei for his great kindness on behalf of those poor women."
Fahai recited the Buddha's name and bowed slightly to Wei Yuanqing.
"The young elder has been kind to my Wei family. I can't bear it anywhere."
Mr. Wei was startled and hurriedly held Fahai's hand to dissuade him.
"There is one more thing. The young monk needs to trouble Almsgiver Wei and Zun Shen."
After settling the matter and pondering for a moment, Fahai suddenly spoke again.
"It doesn't matter what the elder says!" x2
But Fang Yuan and Wei Yuanqing said in unison.
"The young monk exposed the scandal in Baiyan Temple today. It will not take long for those families who have been conceived by the thieves to have children. They will find out that the children are not their own. When they become angry, they may do something.
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"Those thieves are certainly hateful, but the children are innocent. If there is a human tragedy involving divorcing a wife and abandoning a child, I hope that Almsgiver Wei will take those unfortunate people to this Baiyan Temple for the sake of the young monk."
"I want to turn this large Baiyan Temple into a nursing home to take in the helpless children and women from dozens of miles away from Fang Yuan. In the days when the poor monk is away, I beg you to be more careful and don't let the traitors and thieves.
It cost them their lives."
Wei Yuanqing could not help but respond to Fa Hai's request.
"It's too late for me to be happy with such a good thing, so how can I refuse it? After I returned, I immediately wrote a letter to Xuanping Prefecture, begging him to issue a handwritten edict. Anyone who drowns a child privately will be punished as a murderer.
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Thinking that there might be more and more people on the mountain, and they were all women and children who lacked the means to make a living, Mr. Wei took the initiative to ask for help.
"If there is little food and clothing on the mountain in the future, I will ask my servants to send some money, rice and noodles to the mountain to support the people in the first ten days of every month as a token of kindness."
Baiyanshan Land also responded repeatedly, and even bluntly stated that he would later build a temple near the Almshouse, and would live next to it day and night, taking care of it.
"The young monk understood the idea of Donor Wei, but there is no need for the benefactor to spend so much money. I see that there are many carved pillars and Buddha statues in this temple. The materials are expensive and there is gold attached to the surface. I want to take them down and sell them. They should be worth a lot of money.
, enough to last the people on the mountain for a period of time.”
"By then, when the textile machines come to the mountains, we will have the means to make a living, and we will be able to be self-sufficient."
As soon as Fahai said this, Wei Yuanqing and Fang Yuan were both shocked.
"Elder, you must not do it. You must not do it. Destroying Buddha statues will lead to retribution. Elder is also an outsider. He has done such a rebellious and unethical act. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by Lord Buddha and Bodhisattva?"
Most of the people in Xuanping City are devout families, so even the officers and soldiers passing by were frightened when they heard this, and they hurriedly offered words of advice.
"When Lord Buddha and Bodhisattvas learned about it, they would only praise the young monk's deeds. If dead objects like gold carvings and wood sculptures can survive hundreds of thousands of people, how can we, the Buddha, be merciful and blame them?"
"If the Bodhisattva punishes me, all the sins here will be borne by the monk alone. I will not drag you down at all."
Fahai, however, had a firm attitude. The Buddha saw the suffering of all sentient beings and wanted to help those who were destined in the world to escape from the sea of suffering, so he spread his teachings widely, but he did not use this to hope that people would believe in him and worship him, or to mold him into a golden body and place it on a lotus throne for worship.
But when Buddhas, Lords and Bodhisattvas save the world and save people, it is for the sake of incense and belief. How is this different from evil spirits eating people?
"The young elder is right. I will send craftsmen to help dismantle and transport the Buddha statues, and the proceeds will be used to renovate the almshouse."
Gritting his teeth, Wei Yuanqing was the first to stand up and support Fa Hai.
Compared with the illusory gods and Buddhas in the sky, he was more willing to believe in the little elder in front of him who single-handedly eliminated disasters in his family.
"So good."
Reciting the Buddha's name clearly, Fa Hai's eyesight becomes clear.
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In the next few days, everything in Baiyan Temple was exposed, and the monks in the temple were imprisoned, interrogated, and executed, which caused a great uproar in Xuanping City.
In the past, the man who had given away wealth and accumulated good deeds and finally obtained an heir from the mountain came to his senses and thought about it carefully. He still didn't know the reason and became furious.
How can there be such an insult in the world to spend money and support others' children?
Despite the restrictions imposed by the Xuanping Prefecture's decree, many abandoned babies appeared in the city, including many widowed children who were kicked out of their homes at the age of two or three.
If Fahai had prepared in advance, I don’t know what kind of human tragedy would have occurred in the city.
However, even so, there are still many women who have lost their virginity and are expelled from the house with a divorce letter. Some women with strong temperament cannot bear the contempt of their husbands and hang themselves on the hanging beam.
When the news reached the capital, Long Yan was furious. He wrote an imperial decree and changed the beheading of the monks to late execution, and sent people to the prefect in the next few days.
Unlike the commotion outside, there is a remote and quiet guest courtyard in the Wei Mansion.
Monk Yefei looked worriedly at the guest room in the middle. From time to time, there were bursts of Sanskrit chanting, which was solemn and solemn.
Since that day when he learned that someone had hanged himself for this reason, Fahai locked himself in a room, chanted the Purana Sutra without stopping for several days, and prayed for the deceased to eliminate misfortunes. No matter who asked to see him, he would not respond.
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It wasn't until just now that I heard a slight noise coming from the door. Yesterday Fei subconsciously stood up and took a look.
Behind the half-open door is the pale but smiling face of the little monk.
"Master..."
Monk Yefei shouted hesitantly.
"Yesterday, let me ask you, do you think people in this world would rather live soberly and in pain, or die comfortably in ignorance?"
Before yesterday Fei could finish what he said, Fahai suddenly asked in a confused manner.
"If you are a disciple, you would rather live soberly. Although it will be painful, you will ultimately live for yourself."
After scratching his head, Ye Fei didn't understand the true meaning, but he still gave his answer honestly.
"That's it. From today on, the poor monk Fahai has made a great wish, wishing to open up the wisdom of all the people in the world, and wishing that everyone in the world can live a sober and prosperous life. All the evils in this life will be blessed on the young monk."
Fahai clasped his hands together, and after speaking, he chanted Zen music, and the light flowed, as bright as a god or Buddha.