"Don't bully others too much!" Zhike Monk stood up from behind the fat monk with an angry look on his face.
"Zhiguang, step back." The fat monk signaled Zhike Monk to step back, and then looked at Chen Guang in front of him and said, "Since Almsgiver Chen has taken away the temple land of Bujie Temple, why bother forcing people to do so."
Chen Guang said in a calm tone: "Great monk, I, Tiger Character Banner, always treat everyone equally when doing things. If you don't quit the temple, why don't you pay the food tax? Do you think it's because of your bright heads?"
"You!" The fat monk showed anger.
The other monks standing around him glared at Chen Guang, looking like they wanted to eat his flesh alive.
Chen Guang ignored the glances of the surrounding monks, turned to a grain tax official behind him, and asked, "Have you notified the Fujie Temple about the grain tax?"
"I have informed you. The young monk knows it. I told him personally." The grain tax officer pointed at Zhike Monk, who was standing behind the fat monk.
Chen Guang glanced at the other person's fingers, then looked at the fat monk in front of him and said: "Master monk, my people have already informed you that I think the taxes and food are ready. You can move out by yourself. This will save both you and me trouble. "
"Amitabha." The fat monk clasped his hands together, "Almsgiver Chen, you are so persecuting the Buddhist temple, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha and making it difficult to enter reincarnation after death?"
As the abbot of Fujie Temple, when he received a notice from the town down the mountain to pay grain taxes, he never took it seriously, let alone prepared tax grains.
Bujie Temple has been building the temple for so many years, but it has never paid any taxes. The Buddha's things are only brought in and not taken out.
As the abbot, he cannot break this rule.
Chen Guang curled his lips and said: "If Bujie Temple dares to resist the tax payment, I guarantee that you, great monk, will be reincarnated before me."
"So there's no discussion at all?" The fat monk's face darkened.
Chen Guang said: "Great monk, if you don't quit, the temple is considered to be very prosperous in ten miles and eight villages. There is also a temple field in the temple. Everyone can eat white and healthy. It stands to reason that there is no shortage of the grain tax, so why should you be stingy with the grain tax? You want to It’s clear that resisting taxes will not end well.”
"Amitabha, when you divided the land, the poor monks and the Bujie Temple fully supported it. For this purpose, more than half of the temple land was given to the poor people at the foot of the mountain. Now you are forcing the Bujie Temple to pay food taxes. Do you really I am unwilling to give Bujie Temple a way out." The fat monk said in an indignant tone.
It was impossible to pay the food tax. Once Bujie Temple paid the food tax this time, Bujie Temple would no longer be able to enjoy the tax exemption in the future, so he knew that he could never relent and hand over the food tax.
Chen Guang's face turned cold and he said: "Master monk, let me ask you again, should you pay the food tax of Bujie Temple or not? You should be able to think of the consequences of resisting the tax."
"Amitabha." The fat monk clasped his hands and said nothing.
Chen Guang narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Shameless, grain tax officer."
"Here." The grain tax officer stood up from behind.
Chen Guang said: "Bringing people into Bujie Temple to impose grain taxes. I heard that the Buddha's body in the main hall of Bujie Temple was painted with gold powder. The gold powder on the Buddha's body was scraped off to cover the grain tax."
"Yes." The grain tax officer agreed and called a few policemen to rush into the Fujie Temple.
"Stop them." The fat monk suddenly shouted.
The monks standing around took a step forward and blocked the way for the grain tax officer and others to go to the Fujie Temple.
At this time, a group of big men armed with sticks and knives rushed out of the gate of Bujie Temple, set up their knives and sticks, and blocked Chen Guang and others.
The fat monk retreated to the back at some point.
"Master monk, you really want to fight to the end. Since you dare to die, then I dare to bury you." Chen Guangchao looked at the men in front of him who were holding sharp weapons and had sinister faces. He spat hard on the ground and said something in his mouth. No more politeness.
The fat monk standing behind the crowd said: "If Donor Chen takes the people back to the foot of the mountain now, the poor monk is willing to offer incense to the Buddha for Donor Chen every day and pray to the Buddha to bless Donor Chen to have a long and prosperous life."
"It seems that my tiger-character banner army has left, and you, the great monk, have become bolder." Chen Guang took two steps back and said, "Peasants and soldiers."
There were a full force of thirty-eight peasant soldiers, plus two gunners and a squatting tiger gun, for a total of forty people.
When Chen Guang's order was issued.
A team of forty peasants and soldiers appeared between Chen Guang and the monks from Bujie Temple.
Thirty-two long spears were pointed by the peasant soldiers at the men holding knives and sticks in front of them. Six peasant soldiers holding matchlock guns also lit the match at this time, and the muzzles were pointed in the direction of the fat monk.
The Tiger Crouching Cannon was also pinned to the ground by two peasant gunners and loaded with gunpowder and iron sand.
The policeman standing next to Chen Guang whispered a few words in his ear.
Chen Guang glanced at the men holding knives and sticks in Bujie Temple one by one, and finally looked at the fat monk behind the crowd and said: "Bujie Temple actually harbors filth and evil, including important criminals wanted by the government. Monk, your problem is serious, it’s not just about tax resistance now.”
The police officer on the side just now told him that several of the men holding simple knives were wanted criminals in Yanqing Prefecture.
The face of the fat monk behind the crowd changed.
Bujie Temple does house some important criminals from the imperial court. After all, Bujie Temple also has to do some shameful things. Ordinary people cannot handle such errands. On the contrary, these wanted criminals are very useful because they are wanted.
"Resisting taxes and harboring wanted criminals, it seems that you, the great monk, don't want me." Chen Guang asked coldly.
"You are the one who forced all this. In this case, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless." Seeing that the matter has come to this and there is no way out, the fat monk simply broke the jar and ordered, "Kill them, fifty taels each. Enough wine and meat."
Ordinary families can't afford ten taels for a year. The fat monk suddenly promised fifty taels. These men with knives and sticks all rushed towards the peasants and soldiers as if they had been given blood.
Although the peasant soldiers were trained according to the regular army, and the armor they wore was no worse than that of the border army soldiers, they had never been on the battlefield and saw blood. When they saw so many ferocious men rushing towards them, many peasant soldiers Their faces turned pale, and some peasants and soldiers even took a few steps back in fear.
"Open the gun, shoot the gun."
Chen Guang saw panic among the peasants and soldiers. He knew that once the monks from Bujie Temple rushed in front of the peasants and soldiers, these people who had never been on the battlefield would definitely disorganize themselves and flee without anyone else taking action.
Several peasants and soldiers holding firecrackers hurriedly filled the firecrackers with gunpowder, but their trembling hands spilled all the gunpowder onto the ground.
Seeing this, Chen Guang stepped forward, snatched the gun from the opponent's hand, bit open a paper bag containing gunpowder, poured the gunpowder and lead inside, and tamped it down with a pipe.
Then he raised it and fired the fire gun in his hand towards a monk who was less than ten steps away from him.
