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Chapter 427 Nan Shaomuyi

The presiding abbot was going crazy with anger. This little monk must have been trained to be a fool. He dared to believe anything he said!!

Not caring about quarreling with this silly monk, the host overthrew the young monk and walked quickly towards the door of the temple. As he walked, he dusted himself off and thought about what happened that caused the army to surround him.

Harboring a criminal?

No, those two in the temple were not considered serious crimes, so there was no need to use a large army to encircle and suppress them.

Life lawsuit?

That's not right, and no one from the temple took action, so there's no way it could be implicated here.

Could it be that the women in the cellar behind were discovered?

Probably not...

No, we have to prepare for this in advance. If we really can’t do it, we don’t have to worry about it so much. We should destroy the body as soon as possible and eliminate all traces. But, I really can’t bear to do it!

On the way, another great monk who had received the notice also hurried over and met the host. The host quickly pulled someone over and muttered a few words, agreeing on a secret signal. As long as the host made this gesture, the corpse would be destroyed immediately.

By destroying the traces, they must not let their millennium-old reputation of Shaomusi Temple be destroyed in one fell swoop.

The great monk understood this and did not follow him, but fell far behind.

Arriving at the gate of the temple, all the eagerness on the host's face disappeared immediately, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The smile was very gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, peaceful and indifferent, as if he had never been aloof from the world.

"Open the door!"

Following the order from the abbot, the temple door slowly opened with a creaking sound. On weekdays, pilgrims offering incense only use the small door. Non-distinguished guests will never open this door.

Of course, in front of the Buddha, everyone is equal and there is no distinction between high and low. However, it is a little inconvenient to open the door. Well, that's it...

As the door opened, the host immediately saw Qi Zonghui standing in the front, wearing armor and with a stern face. Behind him were two hundred-man squadrons lined up neatly, and the other three sides of the temple were surrounded by hundreds of people.

Next to Qi Zonghui, there were five people wearing official uniforms, but it could be seen that they were obviously not from the military.

The host secretly took a breath and subconsciously shook his hand in the monk's robe. He thought to himself that it was not good. Each of these people had evil spirits and obviously had bad intentions.

However, he still had a peaceful smile on his face, maintaining the same rhythm as before, taking a step slowly, clasping his hands together and bowing slightly, "Amitabha, what are you talking about here if you are not a donor?"

Qi Zonghui had an expressionless face. Before he came, Wang Xuan specially called him over and gave him many instructions. He naturally knew what to do. At this time, he looked at the presiding monk expressionlessly and said in a cold voice without any emotion.

Said: "I was ordered to search."

This temple is also very popular in Fuzhou Prefecture. Although there are many believers from the Xincheng Taoist Temple, the temple has been there for a long time and there are still more pilgrims here.

The matter was so big that a large number of pilgrims who came to offer incense came around and started pointing and whispering. Faced with this situation, the host felt a little happy in his heart.

These countless believers are their foundation. He believes that in front of so many believers, even a large army will not dare to act recklessly. Otherwise, they will lose the support of the people and be reviled by thousands of people.

"This benefactor, this is a pure place of Buddhism. The weapons and weapons are unknown. Please don't come in, so as not to bump into the Buddha!" ​​The smile on the host's face remained unchanged, but the meaning behind his words became much tougher.

"The pure land of Buddhism..." Qi Zonghui repeated, and then smiled coldly, "The world is so big, could it be the king's land, the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers, this is my world of the Ming Dynasty, the land of the Ming Dynasty, you are just one

Does Buddhism want to be independent from the Ming Dynasty?"

Qi Zonghui's tone suddenly became harsh, "Old monk, think about your words before you speak. Are you going to rebel now?"

The voice revealed a billowing evil aura, and it merged with the two hundred people behind it, pressing towards the presiding abbot.

Not only was the host the first to bear the brunt of this evil spirit, but even the pilgrims who were watching the excitement were feeling breathless.

The host's face twitched. He didn't expect that Qi Zonghui was so tough and even brought out the court and the imperial power. This made him not know what to say for a while. As for contradicting him, he really didn't dare.

After all, in public, the imperial authority is strictly forbidden to be blasphemed. No matter how privately everyone does not care about the imperial authority, no one can say anything about it openly.

Now that Qi Zonghui has taken over, the host is a little helpless. Even though he knows that Qi Zonghui is actually the lackey of the 'devil' Wang Xuan, and this visit also represents Wang Xuan's intention, but he can't say this.

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The corner of the host's mouth twitched violently a few times, and he kept the smile on his face, but the peace was a little distorted and stiff.

"I don't dare, this world belongs to the Ming Dynasty, but I don't know what the donors are here for this time."

"Hmph!" Qi Zonghui snorted coldly, "As long as you understand, you must know that the power of God is unpredictable. This time, I have been ordered by Magistrate Xu to inventory all the fields in our mansion and take out all the land deeds of your temple. They must be listed one by one.

It has been verified, remember, don’t try to hide it, don’t say it was unforeseen!”

At this time, the host's face really changed. Under Wang Xuan's strong suppression, the whole province began to investigate the land. How could he not know about it? However, their Buddhist temple had not been found before.

After all, temples have been tax-free since ancient times. This is also the reason why Buddhism can develop and grow and have strong financial resources. A large amount of land is under the name of the temple to avoid taxes. Of course, the temple also charges fees. However,

Except for the time when "three martial arts destroy the Buddha in one week".

Until the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang had also been a monk, so he had a clearer understanding. After he ascended the throne, there was a "abolition of the temple". In the twenty-fourth year of Hongwu (1391), the "Book of Approval of Buddhism" was promulgated, restricting

Development of Buddhism.

It wasn't until Yao Guangxiao helped Zhu Di rebel that things changed. From the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the temples developed again, and a large amount of land became the property of the temples to avoid taxes.

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This time, Wang Xuan’s province-wide inventory of farmland was not taken seriously by Shaomusi Temple at first.

In addition, no one dared to collect taxes from Buddhism, and even the "Three Martial Arts Week" had them killed.

I never expected that looking at Wang Xuan's intention now, he actually wanted to attack their Buddhist land.

"General, what do you mean? These lands belong to our Buddhist sect and are dedicated to the Buddha!" ​​The host was obviously anxious. The smile on his face disappeared completely and he looked at Qi Zonghui with cold eyes.

"How come the Buddha still has to eat rice!" Qi Zonghui was not a commoner, so he didn't understand the point, so he sneered.

"How dare you slander the Buddha." The host's expression suddenly became stern, and he immediately said: "Where the Mahayana scriptures are performed, if there are sentient beings who hear the Mahayana scriptures and are not happy to hear them and slander them, you should know that they are the descendants of evil spirits who slander the Mahayana scriptures.

After death, he fell into the nose and suffered immeasurably. When he was reborn, a hungry ghost ate fire, feces, and urine. He suffered immeasurably for countless kalpas..."

"That's enough!" Qi Zonghui's expression changed, and he shouted loudly, being cursed in front of his face, these damn bald donkeys.

"It is state-owned and national law. Check your land deeds. If you can't get it out, you won't have a cent of your land. When the time comes, you will have no owner of the land. Don't blame the court for confiscating it!"

Qi Zonghui took a step forward and stared at the host, "I only give you time for a cup of tea. If you haven't taken out anything after a cup of tea, then I will turn around and leave!"

"You!" Seeing that this matter cannot be dealt with, the host can only grit his teeth, but dare not say anything. As for beating Qi Zonghui to death with one palm, the host has the ability, but he does not dare!

Taking a deep breath, the host turned to the monk following him with a livid face and said, "Go and get all the land deeds from the temple."

A group of monks also looked ugly, cursing in their hearts that Qi Zonghui was a devil and that he would definitely go to Abi Hell, endure eighteen kinds of torture, and never be reincarnated. At the same time, they had no choice but to go back and move the land deed.

Many of the believers who were watching had ugly expressions. Some of them were wealthy families. In order to evade taxes, they claimed that a lot of their property was sheltered in the temple. But now that the land deeds are being scrutinized, I'm afraid something big is going to happen.

After all, it is farm property and ancestral property. How could it really be changed to the name of a temple? There are countless tricks in it. These big business owners say they believe in Buddhism. In fact, they don’t believe in anyone but themselves. They only believe in themselves when their interests are entangled.

, or after doing something bad, they would go to the temple to burn incense and seek psychological comfort.

This is similar to going to "Brother Di" to confess. After you talk in the confessional, the priest will tell you that "Brother Di" has forgiven you and you can leave after paying the money.

What should I do? Many people who know the inside story are already panicking.

Land deeds are treasures passed down from generation to generation, so they are naturally kept together in the temple for safekeeping. At this moment, two monks carried them out together.

The host raised his chin and motioned to put it on the ground. It must be done in public, so as to prevent these malicious guys from doing anything.

He was really afraid that these people would be crazy and destroy these land deeds. Then Wang Xuan would definitely refuse to admit it and insist that they didn't have the land deeds. What should he do?

He believed that the despicable and shameless devil would definitely be able to do such a thing.

Qi Zonghui understood the host's plan by looking at his actions. Wang Xuan had analyzed all this with him before, and he had already known it in his heart. My master has always been upright in his actions. How could he be like these ghosts and monsters like you?

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If I want to deal with you, I must act with integrity!

He turned around and signaled to the tax officials around him, and immediately five people stepped forward and began to inspect.

There is a thick land deed record book, which indicates the ownership of all the land in Fuzhou Prefecture. Only this temple has not been checked and compared.

One person took out a land deed and began to check whether it was genuine or not, and then handed it to the next person for comparison. The five people were divided into two groups, and the last person was responsible for supervision.


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