Chu Qing had no reason not to be angry.
Everything is difficult at the beginning. If he were allowed to build a village, an academy, or recruit a large number of people, it would be nothing more than squatting outside Tai'an Square and blackmailing a few taken advantage of.
But you have to know that Nanjiao was started when he first debuted. At that time, he didn’t know that he was a wild prince. Everything he did was just to put his head in his crotch... He put his head in the waistband of his pants, and he was a little careless. It is beyond redemption.
Whether it was taking in refugees or establishing a poor college, it was all step by step, and after many hardships, the southern suburbs became what they are today.
As a result, a group of monks came to pick up the ready-made ones.
Chu Qing gritted his teeth and cursed: "These monks deserve to die!"
"Don't be impulsive."
As soon as Huang Laosi saw Chu Qing's expression, he knew that this kid was going to make trouble, and he said helplessly: "Buddhism is no small matter. There are countless people who believe in Buddhism in Beijing alone, not to mention all the different schools in the world. Many courtiers and aristocratic families are also like this, they should think twice before making any move."
"Think twice before you act?" Chu Qing said angrily: "How can I think twice before I act when all these things are riding on my head and conquering me."
"I am quite angry when I see this monk in the capital. He can affect his whole body with just one move. Now is not the time for a big fight."
"Brother, are you making trouble with me?" Chu Qing was finally convinced and clapped his fingers and said, "Whose money do people earn when they go to work? It's from the workshop, right?"
"right."
"Who invested the money in the workshop?"
"you."
"What about me, we, You and me, yes, we also have to be with the Supreme Emperor, do you understand?"
Huang Laosi nodded slightly: "Yes, there are still members of me and the Supreme Emperor."
"This means that we pay for building roads and workshops, and we let the people make money, right?"
"right."
"Then, the people make money from us. We have so many workshops, and the profits are profits, but we invest them all. Although we don't make any money, the people make money. The people make money from us. right."
"Yes." Huang Laosi has always been patient with Chu Qing. If it had been anyone else, such as Sun An or Jiang Yuesheng, who could not get to the point for so long, his salary would have been deducted for half a year.
"In the end, the people's money, whether it is money for incense or money for renting houses, is earned by the temple. This means that the people make money from us, and the monks make money from the people, or use our territory. , our brand effect, the market we have opened up, what is this, is it true? Is it true? Fourth child, tell me what is this?"
Huang Laosi asked uncertainly: "Does this mean... the monks are very smart?"
"Brother, this is like the monk making money from us. Do you understand? The common people make money from us, and the monk makes money from the people. Doesn't that mean the monk makes money from us?"
Huang Laosi scratched his forehead: "Is that what happened?"
"Why not? That's why, we brothers... we, the monarch and our ministers, must stop this kind of thing. First of all, we can't let them do things like loan sharking!"
Huang Laosi did not respond immediately. He thought for a moment and shook his head: "What you have to do now is already troublesome enough. Don't let it happen outside of the ordinary..."
"I want to recruit another 150,000 yuan for you to choose a concubine."
Huang Laosi punched the car door: "Damn that Dapu Temple!"
Feng Taoist looked straight at Huang Laosi. He now felt that the hexagram was extremely accurate. If the emperor is so bearish, who will perish if the Chang Dynasty does not perish?
Dapu Temple arrived soon. The carriage stopped and the disguised guards dispersed. Chu Qing rubbed his waist and got out of the carriage, fuming.
Looking up, Chu Qing realized that his layout was too small.
It was obviously a newly built temple, and it was night. There was a long queue of pilgrims, strolling along the stairs. Many people came to the door of the temple, clasped their hands together, as if worshiping, raised their arms above their foreheads, and threw themselves flatly on the temple. on the ground.
On the stairs outside the temple alone, there were at least a hundred people queuing up in a long line just to enter the temple and kowtow three times in front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Looking at Dapu Temple again, from a bird's eye view, the temple is surrounded by green trees and surrounded by flowers and grass. The apricot-yellow courtyard walls and blue-grey ridges look so majestic under the hazy night fog.
Chu Qing and Huang Laosi walked side by side, without queuing, and went straight up.
In fact, the temple does not require people to queue up or watch, but the people are very conscious and cannot jump in line or rush in to worship Buddha.
When you come to the threshold, there is a statue of Sakyamuni in front, which is about three meters high. The surrounding temple walls are engraved with the six characters of Namo Amitabha.
A young monk came forward to greet the guests. He clasped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name. He was not old, about fifteen or sixteen, with red lips and white teeth, and a good appearance.
"The two donors are here to worship Buddha."
"Looking for someone." Chu Qing said coldly: "You have money to pay the old man, but he is in the temple?"
The welcoming monk's expression changed slightly: "It turns out that all the donors are friends of the benefactor. Please follow me."
After finishing speaking, the young monk turned around and led the way. Chu Qing and Huang Laosi walked side by side. Sun An and Fu San followed closely behind them. Feng Taoist, who was wearing a Taoist robe, was walking sideways like a crab. At the end, the left cheek says "Find trouble" and the right cheek says "Not cut", which attracts the attention of many monks and pilgrims.
Hua Wenwu and the Imperial Guard did not follow. The former was afraid of being scolded, while the latter was not allowed to follow because of his fourth son.
It has to be said that the fourth child is a very talented person and very bold. When he usually goes out to bomb the streets, he thinks it is enough to bring Sun An with him. If the guard can be brought as little as possible, then he will not bring more, and if he can bring as little as possible, he will try not to bring him with him.
The fourth child has always felt that it was a pity that he had not been assassinated for so long since he had been on the throne. Otherwise, he would have felt that his career as emperor was incomplete.
Following the young monk, Chu Qing really didn't expect that, including the construction time, this temple had only been built for a few months. The deeper he went, the more shocked he was. Several main halls were decorated with apricot-yellow glazed tiles, and stone walls surrounded the temple. A group of buildings were surrounded. When passing by the front hall, I saw the smiling Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the middle. The four heavenly kings with angry eyes on both sides were lifelike. At the back of the hall was the Skanda Bodhisattva. There are also corridors on the east and west sides of the hall that rise in sequence, protecting both sides of the three halls.
Stone carvings, dragon columns, relief walls and white stone railings are all there. When you are among them, it seems that Sanskrit sounds are faintly heard along with the sound of bells.
Night fell, and when Chu Qing got off the carriage, he couldn't see the whole picture. Walking in the temple, he realized how vast the area was. He followed the young monk to the deepest part of the temple and outside the living room.
The young monk saluted again: "The good person is in the living room, please wait a moment."
After finishing speaking, the young monk stepped up the steps and knocked gently on the door.
"Host, Master Fu's friend is here."
The door of the guest room was pushed open, and a kind-hearted old monk was smiling. Behind him, it was Fu Youcai who asked urgently: "Wenwu, take the banknote..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Youcai was stunned for a moment when he saw it was Chu Qing and Huang Laosi. Then he was about to salute, but Chu Qing shook his head slightly, indicating not to expose the identity of Lao Si.
Chu Qing got straight to the point: "Host, I'm really sorry. My old man drank a lot of strong alcohol recently and his brain is damaged. This five hundred thousand yuan is just a joke. I hope the host won't take offense."
The smile on the host's face became a little unnatural. He turned his head and looked at Fu Youcai: "Fu Youcai, this is..."
Fu Youcai didn't know what Chu Qing meant, but when he saw that even the emperor was here, he was speechless.
Huang Laosi spoke: "Master Fu, I haven't brought this banknote yet, so you should go back with us."
Seeing that the emperor had spoken, Mr. Fu's face turned red, and he said to the host apologetically: "Yes, that's the case. I've been drinking so much lately that I've become confused. Five hundred thousand incense money, joking, joking That’s all, host, don’t take offense.”
"This..." The host, who looked kind and kind just now, had a look of reluctance in his eyes. He had not figured out why for a long time.
Chu Qing said with a playful smile: "Host, is it possible that if you don't give me the five hundred thousand incense money, you won't let Master Fu leave?"
"Of course not."
"Then what are you doing blocking the door? Get out of the way and let Mr. Fu come out."
The host did not move, looked at Fu Youcai, frowned and said: "I am not a greedy person. In my eyes, this money is no different from dust. It's just that Fu Youcai clearly said that he would donate some incense, but he went back on his word. This, that..."
Chu Qing asked coldly: "What is that!"
"Then Buddha will not bless him."
Chu Qing: "..."
