Since ancient times, there have been hundreds of words that have been passed down through the ages. Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan music, there are three hundred Tang poems alone.
But how many biographical stories can be passed down through the ages? That's just a few books such as "The Peony Pavilion" and "The Romance of the West Chamber".
Zong Lai naturally knew this. He understood this when he was reading Journey to the West just now. The pretense of disdain is naturally not because Journey to the West is really worthless, but because I want to take the initiative, don't want to suffer, and just want to take advantage.
Han Du saw that although Zong Long's face turned ugly, he was holding his neck and did not speak, so he had to force him again. He reached out and took Journey to the West back and said, "Since Master has no intention of doing this, I have to think about who else is interested in it. Maybe he can pay a high price. Master, can you tell me?"
Shaking his head deliberately, Han Du continued to tease with a tsk in his mouth: "Oh, but in this case, Master, your ten or eight books will have to be compiled. Otherwise, when the two are compared, the collection The book compiled by your entire Buddhist power is not as good as such a thing, so where should you put your Buddhist face? That is too embarrassing, don't you think so, Master?"
Zong Long looked at Han Du angrily. He originally thought that Han Du was so young and probably couldn't withstand his deceit. Although Han Du is young, his mind is as cunning as an old fox. My own thoughts cannot be hidden from his eyes.
Lao Zhu also understood at this time why Han Du was so confident. At the same time, he was also curious about the book in Han Du's hand, so he said, "Let me take a look."
Han Du suddenly acted like a bitch and quickly handed over the book.
Lao Zhu quickly opened the book, and after reading it briefly, he said with a smile: "It's really good. Although it's just a biography, it was written by an expert."
Lao Zhu's literary attainments are very high, and he can see the extraordinary quality of Journey to the West at a glance. How could such a thing be obtained casually? Only now do I know that Zong Lai was bragging just now, and even bought eight out of ten books. Just like Han Du said, if Zong Li could come up with a copy of such a thing, Lao Zhu would admire him.
"Li Xiucai, I didn't expect that one day you would also blackmail me."
Seeing that the emperor had spoken, Zong Ai had no choice but to stop pretending and sighed helplessly: "Please forgive me, the emperor. I don't blame the poor monk for deceiving him. It's really Mr. Han who opened his mouth and asked for too much. If the poor monk agrees, If you don’t, I’m afraid I will become a sinner in Buddhism.”
"A sinner? Not necessarily." Lao Zhu closed the book, returned it to Han Du, and said slowly.
When Zong Lai heard this, he immediately leaned down and bowed, and replied: "I, the poor monk, listen respectfully to the holy teachings."
"I have also heard about Han Du's conditions. It is indeed not easy for Buddhists. But who asked you to ask Han Du now? In this business, there is always one buy and one sell, right? Han Du now has in his hands what you want. You can't just take what you want without giving anything, isn't this becoming a bachelor?"
"The emperor's lesson is that transactions naturally require some sacrifice. If Mr. Han wants gold and silver, no matter how much, just name the number, and the poor monk will find a way to get it together. But this temple field... poor man The monk really does not dare to risk the great disapproval of the world."
Zong Lai gritted his teeth and said, still refusing to let go.
When Lao Zhu saw it, he turned to look at Han Du, wanting to ask what Han Du meant.
Han Du understood what Lao Zhu meant, but Han Du had no intention of relenting, and said with a sneer: "Master is really arrogant. If I don't go to Buddhism to cancel the temple field, but ask for one hundred thousand taels of silver, Master can also Can you give it out?"
Zong Lai took a breath and looked at Han Du's mouth. I just thought about it, what kind of lion mouth is there? This is simply the mouth of the ancient giant Kun.
One hundred thousand taels of silver, it's a shame he can say it.
Even Lao Zhu was shocked by the number that Han Du spoke up and down. To be honest, since he became emperor, Lao Zhu had never thought that such a big number would be used, let alone asking for it. One hundred thousand taels of silver.
"Here, is there so much money in the world?" Lao Zhu murmured to himself.
Han Du glanced at Lao Zhu and did not answer him. There should not be any in the world now, but the whole world does have them, and there are more than just that. Let alone silver, even if it is gold, there are countless of them on the entire earth. Someone has done statistics. If all the gold on the earth were mined, how much would it be?
It can probably cover the entire earth's land area with a layer four meters thick, that's all.
Zong Ai stared blankly at Han Du, and after a while he said: "You are trying to force someone to do something difficult. One hundred thousand taels of silver is simply impossible to do. There is not so much silver in the world."
"So you see, now do you think it would be easier to give up Terada? At least it's not completely impossible, just a thought or a thought?" Han Du spread his hands with a smile.
"And the benefits of Journey to the West to Buddhism are not limited to that. If the master says that Journey to the West is written by Buddhism, wouldn't it be able to further enhance the reputation of Buddhism. If this incense becomes more prosperous, the annual income may be It’s not necessarily more than those temple fields. The benefits of these temple fields to the temple are actually not as great as the master thought.”
Zong Lai was very hesitant. On the one hand, the benefits of obtaining Journey to the West were very great, and on the other hand, the harm of giving up Journey to the West was also very great. This left Zong Li at a loss as to what to choose.
Give up Temple Field, there is no way to explain it to Buddhism in the world. If you give up Journey to the West, the reputation of Buddhism among the people will probably be cut in half, or even more.
"Master Han, if you don't take out this Journey to the West, how about this humble monk who owes you a favor?" In desperation, Zong Di had to resort to dragging.
There is no way to delay time.
Han Du glanced at Lao Zhu out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw him shaking his head imperceptibly, he chuckled and shook his head at Zong Long.
Zong Lai's face suddenly turned ugly and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Han Du.
"Master, don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm causing harm, but that a lot of people know about this thing. It's just a short time. It's inevitable that people will spread it over time."
Han Du meant that time waits for no one, in order to put pressure on Zong Long.
Zong Lai was naturally dissatisfied with this, but he couldn't command Han Du, so he had to turn his attention to the emperor and ask him for help.
Facing Zong Ling's pitiful eyes, Lao Zhu coughed a few times to cover up his gaffe. He really didn't expect that Han Du could force Zong Lai to this point.
