At the end of April, after receiving the letter from Nian Nu, Zhang Jun handed over the arrangement of the defense line in Yuzhong to the planning and guarding department of the army, and he himself left the Lingju County Governor's Mansion under the command of Hu Shuo's pro-army, and went all the way to the west and went straight to Fuguo Temple. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather is already a little hot, but the outskirts of the Westland are very pleasant. Different from the yellow sand and boundless Gobi in later generations, the water and grass here in the Middle Ages were abundant, and it was known as the small south of the Yangtze River. Although the ice age is gradually approaching, it does not affect the survival of tropical animals such as rhinos and elephants. Perhaps it will be another ten years before they disappear from this land.

It rained last night, but now the sky is blue.

On the official road from Guangwu County to Fuguo Temple, tourists are weaving. This kind of good season is the hot season for going green, and many children of wealthy families and princesses and nobles are driving BMWs and incense cars to the wilderness in an endless stream.

Zhang Jun and his entourage were about 200 people, and they did not wear armor or helmets, and even their weapons were covered in sleeves and did not leak out. But even so, the team of war horses in the Western Regions still attracted the attention of passers-by. Many young ladies lifted the curtain to look this way, and when they saw that the person at the head was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, they let out a burst of screams.

Zhang Jun didn't expect this situation, he wanted to keep a low profile, but now he can't put it on the table. So he didn't hide it, and directly asked Hu Shuo to open the sign of the generals who captured the generals, the Guangwu county guards, and the military commanders of the foreign army, and unfurled a banner painted with three totems: dragons, tigers and cranes.

Anyone who is close to Guangwu County does not know this military flag and official plate. As a result, many young children of the Qing clan rode over one after another to give Zhang Jun a salute.

Zhang Jun talked and laughed with them, walked together, and soon the golden dome of Fuguo Temple appeared in sight.

This meeting with my sister Nannu was very important because it involved the establishment of a fake camp. The so-called fake child camp is to quietly transfer the children in the charity who have excellent academic performance or are outstanding in some aspects, and Zhang Jun will recognize them as righteous sons and receive more rigorous training. In the future, he will either be a detail, or a general, or a clerk in the government.

In short, in Zhang Jun's view, this is his capital to unify the world in the future.

Fukukuji Temple was built on a low mountainside, barely above the horizon. It is backed by a mountain and faces the plain, which is very much a feng shui treasure. In fact, the Buddhist temple originally did not pay attention to these, but with the integration of the three religions, Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism learn from each other, and the temple is established in some places that seem to have a fairy spirit, so that it can not only appear high-end and high-grade, but also fool the believers who seek Buddha, why not?

Nian Nu's convoy was not as fast as Zhang Jun's horse, and the guards who drove the car did not dare to bump to the princess inside, so even if Nian Nu had urged many times, the entire county lord's travel team was still marching unhurriedly on the official road.

The guards are also well-intentioned, and Nian Nu can't bear to scold, so he can only let them. But she had something on her mind, and naturally seemed a little anxious, so she stretched out her white fingers, lifted the curtain of the chariot, and saw another team of chariots and horses parallel to her.

I saw that a fragrant car on the opposite side happened to be in the same position as her, and the curtain was also picked up by a very beautiful lady.

The two beauties looked at each other, and they both let out a coquettish cry, which turned out to be acquaintances. The person sitting in the convoy on the opposite side was none other than Chen Zhen's family who was moving to Guangwu County. And that little lady is the Chen lady.

So, the carriages of both sides turned off the official road together and stopped on a flat grassy field. First, Nian Nu walked down with the support of the female official Cheng Mei, and on the other side, the young lady of the Chen family also jumped out of the car and helped another woman about thirty years old to walk down, this woman was Chen Zhen's wife.

Nian Nu did not assume his identity, but first saluted the elders, and then greeted Chen Niangzi as an equal.

The woman knew the identity of the slave, and said, "I can't do it, I can't make it ・・・・・・."

Nian Nu smiled and said: "I am like a sister to Chen Er, you are naturally an elder, why not?" ”

Mrs. Chen also said: "Sister Niannu, why did you come here too?" ”

The woman saw that the two girls couldn't stop talking, so she sat alone on the embroidery pier prepared on the side to enjoy the coolness, only to hear the lady say: "Come to Fuguo Temple to make a wish, and put incense on the pillar." ”

I never thought that my daughter would ask bluntly: "Then the young general will come to Fuguo Temple?" ”

With a secret sigh, the woman shook her head helplessly. Her daughter is fond of the young general, and she doesn't know it, but as the identity of the Chen family, even if her daughter enters the Zhang family, she will have to be a concubine. What's the point of living by looking at the face of the eldest woman for a lifetime?

After a long time, Niannu and Chen Niangzi walked over hand in hand, and Chen Niangzi said to the woman: "Mother, Sister Niannu is also going to Fuguo Temple, why don't we go together, my daughter also wants to make a wish." ”

Nian Nu also said: "Madam, the slave's carriage and horse should be wider, sit together, and it is convenient to talk, please move." ”

Madame couldn't refuse, so she nodded in agreement. So, the two parties worked together and continued to move forward.

At this time, on a hill not far away, Jia Zhengdao was looking here with dozens of knights. When he saw that the two women he loved went to Fuguo Temple together, his hands and feet were trembling, and he directly threw the horsewhip on the ground, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "These two sluts, it's really shameless!" ”

Zhao San, who was on the side, picked up the horsewhip and gave it to Jia Zhengdao, and said cautiously when he heard the words: "Lang Jun, Qingnu and Zhang Jun are sisters, are you too worried?" ”

"Worry about it!" Jia Zhengdao's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily: "A hundred miles of appointment, is it between sisters and brothers?" It must be ** and again! ”

Zhao San didn't dare to speak again, so he had to stand aside with his head bowed.

But I heard Jia Zhengdao sneering a little sickly: "Two little sluts, after tonight, I will let you know who is the real man・・・・・・"

Zhang Jun didn't know that Nian Nu and the lady of the Chen family had been targeted, they rode their horses, and saw that the mountain where the temple was built was full of flowers, some red and some purple, clustered together, and inlaid with green leaves, decorating the entire hillside with many colors.

In the field, the dark brown earth and the tender green crops are very pleasing to the eye in the warm spring breeze. Between the crops, the smoke of the cooking is surrounded by chickens and dogs, and the fireworks in the world make the scenery of the mountains and rivers more friendly, making people feel relaxed and safe.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Jun was very satisfied, which showed that the impact of the flood had passed, and people had begun to live and work in peace and contentment. There are no homeless thieves in the four fields, this is what peace looks like・・・・・・

The group tied their horses to a wooden shed at the foot of the mountain, and there was a tea stall next to it. Zhang Jun ordered a team of pro-soldiers to watch the horses and garrison here, while he and Hu Shuo and the rest went up the mountain road to visit the temple.

Although the mountain is not high, but the bluestone paved stone steps on both sides of the path is very lively, today there are many people who burn incense and worship the Buddha, and it also attracts many traders to sell here. In Zhang Jun's eyes, these tourists are not so much seeking Buddha as playing.

There are also houses on both sides of the temple gates, which provide free soup and meals, as well as blatant stalls selling incense candles and some so-called consecration ornaments. These things provide convenience for visitors, and they are also the commercial activities operated by the temple・・・・・・ originally the Buddhists were to be empty, but they are not empty in money. Zhang Jun pursed his lips, the religion of the heart is the same in ancient and modern times, and he doesn't spend money on immortals and doesn't do things.

As soon as you enter the gate of the temple, there is first a wooden box in the entrance hall, which reads: Donate money to gilded body, and make good fortunes to cultivate the afterlife.

Zhang Jun saw that many good men and women were throwing money into it, and some of them looked very hard when they were dressed, and they were even more unhappy. He directly called the little novice who was guarding the side and asked, "How much money can I collect in a day?" ”

Such a rude act, Xiao Shami was originally displeased, but it can be seen that Zhang Jun has an extraordinary appearance, is dressed very luxuriously, and has a large number of guards, knowing that this big man can't be provoked, so he has to answer truthfully: "More is three or four, less is one or two." “

Zhang Jun was very hurt when he heard it, and he had three or four yuan a day, which was more than the robbery on the road. Secretly said in his heart: Now it seems that the matter of the three martial arts to destroy the Buddha is very necessary, and this group of bald donkeys is too rich!

The so-called "Three Martial Powers to Destroy the Buddha", also known as the "Three Martial Disasters", refers to the combined name of the three events of Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and Emperor Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty. The names or temple numbers of these incumbents all have a martial character. If you add the destruction of the Buddha during the Later Zhou Shizong, it is collectively called "Three Martial Arts and One Sect". The measures to exterminate the Buddha were also simple and rude, and the ruler directly issued an edict to abolish the temples without a quota in the world, destroy the bronze statues, collect the bells, chimes, cymbals, etc., and confiscate the temple land.

Since Buddhism was introduced to Middle-earth by Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, it has been glorious several times. Buddhism flourished at its peak during the Northern and Southern Dynasties and the Middle and Late Tang Dynasties. At that time, the belief in Buddhism reached the point of fanaticism. But prosperity must be opposed, and so is religion. The expansion of Buddhist monasteries occupied a large amount of land, and Buddhist monks did not pay taxes or levies, competing with the feudal state for the source of labor and troops, which directly violated the economic and political interests of the feudal state.

As a member of the feudal rulers, Zhang Jun naturally stood on the side of the exploiting class. Thinking that a group of bald scoops also dared to dig the corner of their own family business, it was not pleasing to the eye in an instant, and they only felt that this place was all gathered by the fat and ointment of the Da Liang people.

When the little novice saw that the donor didn't donate money, but just stood there and didn't move, he took the initiative to say, "This donor, can you give some incense money?" ”

When Zhang Jun heard this, he grabbed a handful of copper coins directly from the guard's hand and threw them in. ”

"Good to your sister!" Zhang Jun thought in his heart, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will also destroy the Buddha, just keep the money here with you first. Doesn't Buddhism want the four major to be empty, I will make everything empty for you!

The hall was filled with smoke, and incense ash and smoke filled the air, making it very difficult for people to breathe. But this smoke was burned by countless pilgrims who put incense and candles on the side of the ding. Because the incense ash in the tripod was already piled up, it couldn't be put on at all, so it had to be lit and burned directly on the stone floor next to it, as if the more the heart, the more sincere.

The surrounding area is noisy like a market, and the sound of monks chanting scriptures and wooden fish in the temple has lost its etherealness, but is like the accompaniment of gongs and drums on the street during the festival・・・・・・

Zhang Jun only took Hu Shuo and a few guards to hang out in the temple, and the others had already gone out.

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw Niannu after noon. But she was not alone, in addition to the accompanying guards and female officers, Zhang Jun also saw a familiar figure・・・・・・ Chen Xiaoniang.

The little lady of the Chen family was looking left and right, and she also saw Zhang Jun, and her little face suddenly turned red. She took a sip of her cherry, but she didn't say hello.

Mrs. Chen held Nian Nu, very intimate. Nian Nu also saw Zhang Jun, also smiled without saying a word, first bowed to the Buddha statue, and then began to offer incense and pray.

Zhang Jun was not in a hurry, just stood not far away and watched the two beauties worship the Buddha with a devout face. There are also many women who come to burn incense and worship Buddha in this temple, including many young ladies and their families all the way. However, Zhang Jun watched it for a long time, only to find that no matter how beautiful or ugly the women were, they could not reach the beauty of Nian Nu and Chen Xiaoniang. Especially Nian Nu, even if he doesn't show his face, but just the body lines revealed by the skirt that covers his body, and the temperament between throwing his feet and looking back, is far better than ordinary women and women.

However, the sudden appearance of Little Lady Chen still made him a little confused. Zhang Jun doesn't want anything to happen to the Chen family's lady now, and soaking the daughter of his important subordinates will only disgrace his subordinates. So since he met Mrs. Chen once last time, he hasn't dared to provoke her. Who knew that she actually came with Niannu, and she couldn't hide now.

I saw that Nian Nu and Chen Niangzi were drawing lots in a hall next to them, holding a lot to listen to what an old monk said.

Zhang Jun was curious and walked in, and when he saw that there was a stick holder on the table, he picked up a bottle of stick holder, shook it casually, and smoked one.

The monk next to him came up at the right time and said, "This donor, sign ten cents." If you want the master to break it down with you, add ten more ・・・・・・"

Zhang Jun is not an illiterate country woman, where do you need to listen to the so-called master's nonsense, so she went to the side to find a note to unsign. Nian Nu and Chen Niangzi were also over there, looking up intently to find a solution.

Zhang Jun said in his heart: "Worship the Buddha today, but all I think about is the destruction of the Buddha, is it possible for this Buddha to be so big-minded, can he still bless himself?" ”

He looked for it on the wall, and Hu Shuo came up to make fun of it and asked, "Lord, is it fierce or auspicious?" ”

Zhang Jun found the sign number and read: "There is a bloody disaster・・・・・・

・・・・・・me, the Buddha is really a cautious person, so soon to come to retribution?

When Hu Shuo heard this, he suddenly laughed heartlessly: "Lord, the Buddha said that you have a bloody disaster!" ”

Zhang Jun instantly covered his head with black lines, and squirted: "Foolish, you have the disaster of blood and light." ”

Hu Shuo touched the door of his brain and said, "This Buddha is unreliable, the men we went into battle to kill, when will there be no bloody disaster?" ”

Zhang Jun felt that Hu Shuo's words were also reasonable, so he didn't care, casually threw the signature next to the incense case, and turned his attention to his sister and Chen Xiaoniang.