"Is the noble man satisfied?"

"Satisfied!" He knelt across from Daozang and said, "However, the Ministry of Revenue Inspector has arrived just now."

"Oh? What are the inspectors of the Ministry of Revenue here to do?" Daocang put down what was in his hand, and couldn't help but be curious, "Is it because His Majesty sent someone to urge him?"

But even so, the yellow sect was sent to the Ministry of Revenue inspectors.

"No!" Bian Ji said: "It's Qin Mo who came here, and he wanted to requisition thousands of acres of wasteland outside the city!"

"Qin Jingyun?" Daozang frowned slightly, "What did he want so much wasteland to do? Is it a railway?

Or, expand the capital?

There was a rumor that the capital would be expanded!"

"I don't know, my disciple didn't ask, nor did he say it." Bian Ji said, "This person is not kind to the Buddha, and when he left, he even said that he would ask his teacher to go to Qin Mansion to talk."

"I have been in seclusion for more than a year, why did I go out?" Daozang frowned deeply, "What did he do when he saw me? Or did he want to use power to suppress others?"

The indoor atmosphere is a bit dull.

After a while, Bian Ji said, "Mr., is there a possibility that Qin Mo wants to suppress Buddhism, after all, the Ziweixing Sect is the national sect now.

The Ziweixing Sect is also a mainstream sect in Taoism.

More than a hundred years ago, there were two destruction of Buddhas, and my disciples were afraid of this time..."

Daozang felt a chill behind him.

If it were someone else, Daozang felt that the possibility was not high. After all, Li Shilong is the one who is in charge of the country now.

Li Shilong's attitude towards Buddhism is quite friendly and it is impossible to do such a thing.

But what do you think of Qin Mo?

He attacked the Kingdom of Heaven and Earth, and he happened to be there.

The king over there warmly treated him.

Then... the city was broken, and countless casualties were injured.

The Buddha was trampled under his feet.

He has no sense of awe for Mahayana Buddhism.

His books are not particularly friendly to Buddhism.

"Yuan Tiangang is not the kind of narrow-minded person, so it won't be!" Daozang frowned deeply.

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of if I don't. The previous land reform was led by Qin Mo.

The disciple felt that he wanted to burn the fire to Huichang Temple now.

After all, now, White Horse Temple has been closed, and the most incense is our Huichang Temple." Bian Ji's eyes were also full of worries.

"There is such a possibility." Although Daozang has only been back for more than a year, he is not very willing to take care of such things.

But this has always been the case in temples, and it cannot be changed by him alone.

"He wants land, so give it to him, let's not have any money."

Bian Ji was a little dissatisfied, "This has been the case since ancient times, why not?

The court stipulated that there were compensation for demolition and land acquisition, either the same amount of land or the money was compensated.

The land that has thousands of acres belongs to others, how can we afford to compensate?"

"Bian Ji, are you worried about life and death of your fellow disciples, or are you concerned about the gains and losses?" Daozang frowned, "Money is something that can be saved from the outside world. You can't use it all and you can't take it away if you die.

If you have not been unable to find the true meaning of Buddha, why should you do something like Ah Du?

If the court does not allow it, then we will follow the court's rules.

I believe that the court will not let us monks starve to death.”

"Mr., there are more than a thousand temples in the world, and more than a hundred thousand fellow disciples!" Bian Ji said: "Instead of waiting for Qin Mo to take a move, we should take a step first."

Daozang shook his head, "Why argue? The monks have pure six senses? You have violated the precept of anger."

The Bian Ji has wisdom and can translate it. Zhou Zheng, who is born, is truly regarded as the descendant of his own robe and mantle.

"My teacher, the disciple is guilty and the disciple is not calm. The Buddha's Sanskrit translated in this way must be wrong!"

Bian Ji sighed and kowtowed, "I feel uncomfortable whenever I think of what my teacher saw and heard in the celestial kingdom.

The Buddha was trampled on this.

The blood blinded the Buddha's golden body and eyes.

In the future, I am afraid that we Buddhists will be killed all of us!"

"Go down and be calm." Daozang's face felt a little pity and compassion, "If it is the court's actions, it will follow the court's wishes.

Resistance is just to increase the karma of killing.

If I go to see Qin Mo, I will be able to avoid killing. Even if I die, I will be willing!"

"Why might my teacher come to the palace to meet His Majesty?"

"No!" Daozang shook his head and said ashamed: "Your Majesty waited for me to write a book for more than a year, and he sent people to give me clothes and food several times.

But I have not delivered the complete Dagan Western Regions Record to him.

I spread the true intention of the Buddha who was working hard all the way west, but I still did not calm down my killing karma and obtained the true scriptures.

What I left was not as good as the money in a novel.

It's sad and lamentable!"

Hearing this, he was helpless.

Daozang has seen all over the world and the world. He is a person who sacrifices his life and has great compassion.

He hasn't reached that level yet.

He is still young.

He even didn't know how many times he broke the rill.

Every time I face the Buddha's golden body, I always feel ashamed.

It's ashamed, and full of excitement.

He is like a person walking in the Avici Hell, sooner or later he will be burned to death by karma fire.

But now, he doesn't want to.

After leaving the retreat room.

He wrote a letter and asked someone to send it out.

"Even ants are alive, let alone people shout?" Bian Ji murmured.

He believed that Qin Mo would never say such inexplicable words when he came over.

There must be a follow-up.

And at this time, Du Mansion.

Du Youwei has been unable to leave the house for a long time.

Before Li Xin and Gongsun rushed out of the sea, they visited him to invite him.

But he couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart.

After being hit by Qin Mo's poems, he first bought drunk every day at home.

Du Jingming beat him up later, and then he calmed down and read the book carefully.

Later, he was afraid that he would be too decadent, so Du Jingming asked him to marry Li Chuanyu in advance.

However, Li Chuanyu was unruly and even though he married Du's family.

But I rarely have a life in the Du Mansion.

Sometimes when he is full, he will think about that. He will still run to the princess's mansion.

Sometimes when I think back, I feel that I don’t have any literary character.

And if you go, it won't be possible.

After being rejected several times, he became decadent again.

Every day, I either drink in the study or write some poems that express my inner depression.

After so long, they have been together only a palm!

"It's sad, it's a pity, it's hateful!" Du Youwei recalled how energetic he was when he was.

And now.

He pinched his big belly, "I can't go back!"

Just as he was sad, the housekeeper hurriedly reported, "Young Master, the princess, please come to the mansion and say there is good news to tell you!"

Du Youwei laughed at himself, "She asked me to come to the palace to talk? Good news? Is it possible?

I'm afraid I'll be ridiculing me again, right?

She said she would bother me when she saw it, saying that I was not as good as Dou Yiai.
Chapter completed!