In the group of monks kneeling in the first row, one monk looked younger than the others, but his brow was furrowed, and he looked like he had some trouble.

Master Shuo has not been able to eat since he learned from his disciples yesterday that the imperial court will demolish temples and limit the number of monks, and he does not know how to deal with another attempt by the imperial court to destroy the Buddha, and he is afraid of losing his master's life's work.

At first, he didn't believe that this was true, thinking that it was just a mistake in the disciple's news, and scolded him fiercely, telling him to read more scriptures and pay less attention to mundane things outside.

Later, when the abbot of another monastery in Chang'an invited him to a meeting to discuss countermeasures, he learned that the news of his disciple might be true, and he only felt that the sky had fallen.

But he still couldn't believe that this was true, thinking that it was just a rumor against Buddhism outside, so he went to Chen Shuda, who often listened to the master's explanation of the scriptures and knew the teacher for decades, to ask for an understanding.

It wasn't until he heard in his ears that this was true, that he panicked, and he felt that the world was spinning, and he only remembered the scene before Master Jizang passed away.

I still remember that when the master passed away, he still swore in his heart to keep his heart and soul for the master, but who would have thought that it was only a few years later, and the imperial court would rise up to destroy the Buddha's heart, which made him a little desperate, how could he resist the imperial army with the power of the temple, and the first two Buddha-destroying disasters were not proof?

Although the two extermination of the Buddha failed in the end, the years of the extermination of the Buddha were no less than the end of the world for countless monks, and also had a great impact on the inheritance of Buddhism.

Moreover, there are more than 100 large and small temples in Chang'an, and thousands of monks, but now only two temples are allowed to exist, and the rest of the temples must be demolished, so how should they choose?

If the master was better, their temple would still be preserved, but now that the master is gone, their temple is far less important than other temples in terms of history and importance, so what should he do?

Originally, I could go to King Qi, my junior brother who is a member of the royal family, and ask him to help find a way to prevent the temple where the master's Dharma body is enshrined from being demolished:

But a few days ago, he heard that his junior brother Li Yuanji had an accident and was seriously injured by his nephew, and he also said that Li Tai was too violent and needed to enter Buddhism to practice.

Now that King Qi even finds it difficult to get out of bed, how can he have time to help him.

Alas... Master Shuo only felt too tired, he just wanted to keep the temple left by the master and recite the scriptures well, why couldn't such a simple request!!

Alas... I hope that the method that the apprentice and the other uncles have come up with is really effective and can make the emperor retract his decision to destroy the Buddha!!

Otherwise, the destruction of the Buddha decades ago may only be repeated!!

Although he had never experienced it, when Master was alive, he mentioned this incident from time to time, saying that at that time, countless monks in the north fled to the south in panic, and fear could be seen in their faces!

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In the third row, one of them is particularly ugly, with sharp-beaked monkey gills and a lively monkey in clothes.

I saw that the monks in the same row did not dare to approach him, and their eyes looked at him from time to time with a hint of fear.

Fa Yi felt that it was very hard to sit here all the time and couldn't move, his zazen kung fu was not very good, and he kept sitting here for most of the day, which was simply killing him!

As early as a few days ago, he made an appointment with the steward of Baihualou to settle this afternoon, and originally planned to consecrate several women who were about to be employed, so that they would be safe and sound when serving guests in the future.

But who would have expected that the imperial court suddenly made the decision to demolish the Buddhist temple and re-examine the monks and monks, and suddenly scared him a lot, he relied on being a monk to mix and eat, and when others heard that he was the disciple of the Three Treatises Sect Jizang, their faces were immediately full of admiration, as long as he said a few good words, they were eager to stuff the money into his hands, for fear that he would not want it, he was simply some fool, and he was deceived and helped him count the money.

And with this identity, in addition to making friends with dignitaries, ordinary businessmen also dare not offend because they are afraid of the Buddha, which makes him live a much better life than before he left home.

Now that the court is making this play, isn't it smashing his job? Without the skin of a monk, who knows who he is!! Isn't his current rich and glorious life a phantom?

Although the Buddha often said, "Color is emptiness and emptiness is color", but he is just a layman mixed in with the monks, and what he wants is color and wealth.

If he hadn't been able to make money as a monk, he would have been vulgar a long time ago, and it would be impossible for him to be as stupid as his master who only knew how to accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, and only ate tofu, vegetables and rice every day, and he didn't get any meat at all.

Frightened by this, he had no choice but to let go of the little sweetheart who was about to fall into his mouth, and sent someone to send a notice to the untouchables near Chang'an who owed them temple money, asking them to gather at the Suzaku Gate today, and put pressure on the Dog Emperor to force him to withdraw the order.

Of course, he also prepared for the worst, even if he was really forced to return to the vulgar, the money he had swallowed up for many years was not only enough for him to have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, but also to buy a concubine in three hundred and fifty seven rooms, and enjoy the taste of the landlord that he envied when he was a child.

Thinking of this, Fa Yi unconsciously smiled on his face.

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In the second half of the whole procession, it was not as orderly as before, sitting in order one by one, but it was a mess, there was no order at all, and it was a group of displaced people who were affected by the disaster and famine, lacking food and clothing.

In fact, it is not wrong to say that they are homeless, they are the lowest level of Chang'an, they often eat the last meal but not the next meal, white rice has never been eaten, most of what they eat is old rice, moldy in the warehouse, and the rich do not want to eat it.

One of the children looked at his father with a frowning face: "Daddy, Daddy, how long are we going to sit here?" The child is hungry!"

Although his father felt uncomfortable, he still forced a smile and said, "Good! Good dog, someone will bring food soon. ”

The puppy's face was full of anticipation, as if there was a food pie in the next second: "Really? Father. ”

"Really, really! When did Daddy lie to you. Chen Ergou said with a reluctant smile.

The puppy touched his shriveled belly and said excitedly, "That's good!" The puppy hasn't eaten since this morning. ”

Looking at his son's happy smile, Chen Ergou only wanted to drip blood in his heart.

I don't know what's wrong with this world, he works hard every day, but the result is that he doesn't even have a full meal, and he has to starve with his wife and children.

What's even more excessive is that the temple not only does not help, but also charges a lot of interest for the longevity treasury provided, which is several times higher than that of the government, and often sends people to collect it, and beats and kicks it if it doesn't pay the money, and doesn't give people a way to live at all.

Yesterday, I don't know why those damned monks didn't know why, but they were willing to pay the debts owed to them later, on the condition that they came here and sat down, and they couldn't get up when they didn't wake up.

If he can delay for a while to pay, he will be able to buy him some of his son's favorite food.