The battle ended after Zhu Di's kick. Needless to say, Chairman Zhu went off the rails again.
"Get out..." Zhu Di pointed at the palace gate with his chin and said.
Xu Qin was also happy with the scolding, saying in his heart that I am no longer here even if you let me be here. He turned around and left, and asked someone to carry the biggest box away.
"What are you doing? You want to take away the things you gave me?" Zhu Di said angrily.
"I'm afraid. This thing is too luxurious. I'm afraid that Your Majesty won't be able to control it and will become a tyrant like King Zhou."
Xu Qin bowed and said.
"Fart, leave it open for me, I want to see what I can't control."
Zhu Di said coldly. I thought this little bastard was quite vindictive, but Chen Ying was really...
"Your Majesty, this is what you want to keep. If someone impeaches me for this in the future, if you want to think that they are talking nonsense, you can't take it seriously."
Xu Qin said while opening the box.
Zhu Di was just about to find something to hit him with, but his eyes were attracted by the contents of the box.
An old gentleman with a height of more than four feet, with an unworldly expression and a majestic posture, with every detail showing in his fluttering clothes.
The entire statue is crystal clear, and when the light shines on it, it looks magnificent, as if the real body has come into the world.
Not only Zhu Di, but also everyone was struck with awe by this thing, and had an urge to worship.
"Leave your things and you can get out. On the Lantern Festival, you bring Yuqi to the palace to participate in the lantern festival."
Zhu Di looked at the statue of Lao Jun without looking at him at all.
But the old ministers around him were all envious, especially Duke Zhiding, who felt very unhappy.
Your Majesty treats this little bastard like his own nephew. Really become relatives.
Such a big thing as privately deploying troops was picked up high and put down gently. The same surname is Xu, why do you prefer one to the other?
Doesn't that little bastard just know how to give gifts and know some weird skills? How he wished at this moment that he would too.
Xu Qin left the palace and went straight to the Star Reaching Tower. Today, Zhaixinglou entertains monks
The abbots of Qixia Temple, Jiming Temple, Linggu Temple, Dabaoen Temple, and Pilu Temple all came.
The first Buddha statue Xu Qin displayed was the standing statue of Mahavatha Tathagata, which was more than four feet tall. The treasure is solemn and crystal clear.
As soon as the Buddha statue came out, all the monks stood up and chanted Amitabha.
"Masters, I would like to apologize here. Some time ago, the Japanese took away a three-foot-tall Buddha statue. It was my fault that foreign countries preceded our own country. Therefore, this statue was specially made to be four feet taller than the Japanese. The human’s is a full foot taller.”
Xu Qin said sincerely.
"Almsgiver Xu has a fate with my Buddha and should be a lay protector." The abbot of Qixia Temple spoke first. Several other monks also nodded.
Xu Qin sneered in his heart. He gave me a lay protector when he came up. Do you want me to be embarrassed to withdraw money? There is no door either.
How many of you monks are eminent monks? How many of them really cross others and cross themselves?
Who doesn’t know that monks are the biggest loan sharks? People who have no money can turn to monks. The interest rate is very high.
Originally, the incense money was enough for you, but it was used for loan sharking and land occupation. I don’t even believe in karma.
Xu Qin himself still respected Buddhism, and its wisdom has shone for thousands of years. But just like Confucianism, Buddha is a good Buddha and sutras are good sutras.
But it also depends on who reads it.
"I am greedy for money and lust, and I cannot be a Dharma protector. This Buddha statue is no less than 500,000 taels."
If the hosts refuse to leave, I will naturally go to the north and south to ask. If it doesn’t work, I heard that there is a small country in the West where the whole country worships Buddha..."
Xu Qin raised the butcher knife without ceremony.
The temple money was left in their hands to be loaned out at usury, or cast into Buddha statues. It is better to use it for yourself to benefit the country and the nation.
Several masters were a little moved when they heard what Xu Qin said. This is no joke. This thing must not fall into the hands of the northern or southern temples.
Not to mention being exiled to foreign countries. Such treasures help to unite faith. Isn't this pure glass true body the Buddha's dharma appearance in the human world?
This is so important to believers.
"Almsgiver Xu, little Duke, this thing must not fall into the hands of outsiders. You are also a member of Yingtian Mansion. You must stay in Yingtian Mansion no matter what. Don't be poked in the back by the people of Yingtian Mansion."
The abbot of Da Baoen Temple said excitedly.
"Master, don't say that. You all know my reputation as Xu Qin, and I'm not afraid of it either." Xu Qin cut off the emotional cards of the hosts in a bachelor manner.
The masters looked at each other in confusion, and it turned out that it was just like the rumors. They only recognized money and not people.
It seems that it is difficult to convince, both in terms of faith and emotion. Not to mention donating it, even reducing the price may not be possible.
It’s hard to give up good money, so several hosts started discussing in a low voice.
The Buddha statue that Dongping Feifu took away was worth five hundred thousand taels. These monks also heard about it. Even the whole court knew it.
This statue is more than four feet tall, one foot taller than the one Dongping Feifu took away. Five hundred thousand taels is not expensive.
"Donor Xu, five hundred thousand taels is not a small amount. We need to discuss it." The abbot of Linggu Temple said.
"Master has misunderstood. Five hundred thousand taels is just a reserve price, and the one with the highest price will get it. Masters, please bid on your own."
Xu Qin said calmly.
"Donor Xu, how is this possible? We are all outsiders. How can we come up with so much money at once?" the abbot of Qixia Temple said with a sad face.
But his brocade cassock and Qibao Zen staff told Xu Qin that this monk was pretending to be poor.
"There is nothing I can do about it. Fugui told the chef to arrange a meal for all the masters. Take this Jingliuli real body back and find a way to change it into the image of Laojun. Let's go to the Taoist priest and ask."
Xu Qin stood up and said.
"No, Donor Xu's sin is to destroy the pure body of Buddha. This is the biggest sin. After death, you will go to Abi Hell."
The host of Linggu Temple said excitedly.
"It's okay, if I change into the position of Laojun, there are twenty-eight constellations, the Supreme Laojun will protect me." Xu Qin said very rogue.
Several monks looked at each other in confusion. What kind of evil heretics are they talking about? Are you really not afraid that Buddha will be angry and strike you to death with a thunderbolt?
"Young Master, please be careful, we are really limited in what we can do alone." The old monk from Qixia Temple also tried to persuade him.
Xu Qinxin said, stop pretending. Maybe some temples have limited financial resources, but for some temples, this is just a small amount of money.
"I just wait until the Lantern Festival. You can bid for me individually, and the highest bidder will know. If you can't afford it, then several companies will buy it together. But I'm not just looking for you as a buyer."
After Xu Qin finished speaking, he turned around and left. It was really painful to do business with a bunch of monks. They always want you to donate, and they always want to use the name of Buddha to get female votes.
I feel scared after being with them for a long time. If they are struck by lightning, I will easily suffer disaster. A bunch of greedy bald heads.
Coincidentally, several monks thought the same way, and Xu Qin would be struck by lightning sooner or later. How can you talk about money with such a majestic Buddha statue?
And using this kind of auction method is simply blasphemy to Buddha.
This should be donated directly to the temple. How much merit does this have? It's a pity that this person doesn't think so at all.
After coming out of Zhaixinglou, Xu Qin went directly to the Prince's Mansion to pay New Year's greetings. The monk's side is regarded as an interlude.
The prince's family had just returned from the palace, and he gave them gifts without saying much. The prince did not keep him.
Because he knew that today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the heads of each family went out to pay New Year's greetings in the morning and waited at home for others to pay New Year's greetings in the afternoon.
The Duke of Wei in the Duke of Wei's Mansion obviously had no interest in world affairs, so Xu Qin, a single seedling, had no choice but to step forward to support him.
I don’t know what it will be like this year.
Xu Qin's official position has been ups and downs, and I'm afraid the people below him are uneasy. It's a lot to deal with.
So the prince just chatted for a few words and sent him out. We made an appointment to have dinner together on the third day of the new year.
Xu Qin returned home and saw Xu Huizu who was lazy and lack of energy while having lunch.
This old man really slept all morning.
In the afternoon, Xu Qin was in the big living room, receiving waves of people who came to pay New Year's greetings. He obviously felt that there were fewer people than the last time he was the commander of Shenji Camp.
Until the end of the night, he asked Xu Hao to correct the list. Sure enough, there were more than thirty people missing.
Obviously these people are no longer optimistic about Xu Qin's future and do not want to hang from this tree.
"The road is far away to know the power of horses. Time to see people's hearts. This can be regarded as a screening of people for the Duke's government." Mr. Xia comforted Xu Qin.
Xu Qin's eyes were dull, purely because he was tired. A few dozen fewer people wouldn't make him sad.
The warmth and coldness of human relationships in later generations is much more serious than this.
"Xu Hao will do this job next year. I'm exhausted..." Xu Qin stretched.
Xu Hao raised his head and glanced at Xu Qin.
"Brother, don't make trouble. If I do it, there will be no one in our Duke Wei's mansion. They will think it is an insult."
Xu Hao said helplessly.
"A dog's feudal society..." Xu Qin cursed angrily.
