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The dripping rain hit the eaves and made a crisp and pleasant sound, but Cui Geng couldn't be happy.

In fact, the rain has been pouring down since a month ago. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if this continues, it will inevitably form a major flood. The most important thing is that "eight rivers surround Chang'an", and the people in Chang'an City bear the brunt of this flood.

Cui Geng has the records of later generations in his mind, and he understands that this is just the beginning, in history, this rain has rained for more than 100 days in a row, including Chang'an and Luoyang, a total of 17 people in 17 states have been affected, and countless losses of money and lives have been lost.

However, some people saw from the flood that they were compassionate and ready to rescue, such as Cui Geng; Some people saw the opportunity from the flood and wanted to fish in the mix, such as Li Longji.

Today, the invitation sent by Song Genhai is Li Longji's handwriting. He is going to hold a "prayer ceremony", which will be presided over by Hu monk Baoyan of Xiangji Temple, and invite all the people with heads and faces in Chang'an to participate.

Of course, Li Longji's wishful thinking is very good, this rain has been falling for a month, and it should be stopped, right? If you organize a festival by yourself and see immediate results, wouldn't it be a bit of a destiny? Isn't it neatly corresponding, corresponding to the legend that Longqing Pond has a royal spirit?

Syllable!

Cui Geng put the invitation to the table and muttered, "If you open thirty big ones in a row, you have to bet small." Li Longji, Li Longji, if you really get to the casino, I'm afraid you will have to lose even your underwear! But fortunately, with this prayer ceremony, the funds for this disaster relief can be regarded as settled. ”

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Three days later, by the Longqing Pond, Linzi Palace.

There are four or five hundred rich and noble people in Chang'an City, among which there are enough weight: Geng Guogong Wu Yizong, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Cui Geng, Prime Minister Yang Zaisi, Zong Chuke, the Ministry of Officials Lang Song, Taiping Princess Li Lingyue and Shangguan Wan'er, who is a monk.

It's already quite good to have these people cheering, after all, there are many county kings in the imperial court, and Li Longji has no specific duties, far from the level of a hundred responses.

Let the nobles into a living room, the maid shuttled non-stop, bringing tea, soup, snacks and seasonal fruits.

When the people gradually quieted down, Li Longji looked at him for a while, and Hu Seng Baoyan stood in front of everyone.

This is a Tianzhu man in his seventies, with a bald head, a white beard and white eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, and a strong spirit. Judging from the appearance, it really deserves the eight words of "the treasure is solemn, and there is a monk".

Baoyan clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donors, now the light rain in Chang'an has been falling for more than 30 days, and if it doesn't stop, it will inevitably cause a catastrophe." The poor monk is not talented, he is willing to do a big ~ Dharma thing, ask the Buddha to stop the rain, and hope that all the nobles will help. ”

Someone in the crowd immediately answered: "But I don't know what help the master needs, let's tell everyone about it." ”

Baoyan said: "The first thing is the same, that is, the whole city needs to be slaughtered." The Buddha is merciful, if he sees the people of Chang'an making more killings, I am afraid that he will not be willing to take action. ”

"What about the second one?"

"The second thing is that you need to sacrifice to the heavens with twenty sheep and two horses."

"Is there a third thing?"

"The third, and last, is to build a temple for the Buddha. In order to make the Buddha happy, this temple can not be smaller. According to the poor monk, how can you get 500,000 yuan. ”

500,000 yuan, the average person present will pay more than 1,000 yuan, which is really not less, and many people are embarrassed.

Li Longji knows that fundraising is not so simple, but it is difficult to show his means and accumulate a lot of prestige in a short period of time.

He looked at Cui Geng and said, "Cui Shangshu, what do you think?" ”

Cui Geng said: "If this Master Baoyan can really stop the rain, of course this official will be happy to see it." In this way, the official is willing to pay 10,000 yuan for this Buddhist temple. ”

There were a total of four or five hundred people present, and Cui Geng was one-fiftieth at once, which was definitely interesting. But Li Longji was not satisfied, shook his head and said: "Of course, Cui Shangshu gave 10,000 yuan a lot, but Xiao Wang is worried that some ignorant villains will chew their tongues when they hear about this!" ”

"What will they say?"

"Cui Xiang gave fifteen million yuan in order to repair Princess Anle's Dingkun Pool. And to worship the Buddha to pray for the blessings of the people, but only willing to give 10,000. Does that mean that in Cui Shangshu's eyes, the people are only worth one-ten-thousandth of a beauty? ”

"King Linzi's words are reasonable!"

"Indeed, Cui Xiangfu is rival the country, but he is only willing to pay 10,000 yuan, and he is stingy."

"Heavy color and light righteousness, this reputation is not good to say!"

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There was a sudden murmur in the crowd.

And Princess Taiping Li Lingyue and Shangguan Wan'er glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths were filled with inexplicable smiles, Li Sanlang has become famous recently, and he is really a little carried away. If Cui Geng is easily caught by you with such a few words, is he still the world-famous Cui Erlang?

Sure enough.

Cui Geng smiled slightly and said, "Oh? According to the meaning of the king of Linzi, how much money should the official pay, so that it seems that the people are more important than the beauties? ”

"At least 200,000 guan, the rest of us will share the remaining 300,000."

"Two hundred thousand? Okay, this money is really nothing to this official. ”

"Okay, Cui Shangshu, you will give 200,000 guan, Xiao Wang will give another 100,000 guan, and other nobles will give the remaining 200,000 guan......"

In Li Longji's thoughts, Cui Gengfu's rivalry is well known to everyone. Half of his own money, which is really a lot. It is not difficult for the others to share the remaining 100,000 yuan, and the matter is completely resolved.

However, how can it be that simple?

Cui Geng waved his hand and said, "King Linzi, don't worry, the official just said that he could produce these 200,000 guan, but he didn't say that he must produce these 200,000 guan." The point is that the official has a few questions about this big ~ Dharma affair, and he wants to ask Master Baoyan. ”

"Cui Shangshu has something to say, please speak."

"The first thing the master said was that the whole city was forbidden to slaughter the Buddha to please him; The second thing is to sacrifice sheep and horses to the heavens. Then the question is, is the Buddha great, or is the sky big? When the Buddha saw you taking horses and sheep to sacrifice to the sky, would he walk away? ”

"Uh...... This ......"

Of course, Baoyan's two conditions are nonsense, and when Cui Geng said this, he was suddenly a little speechless.

His mind raced, and he said: "After the sheep and horses sacrifice to the sky, their souls will return to the arms of Haotian, and if it is not killing, the Buddha will naturally not blame." ”

"Oh? So your Buddhism acknowledges the existence of Haotian? ”

A drop of cold sweat slipped down Baoyan's forehead, and he said, "The other sect monks don't know, but my sect admits it." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Indeed...... Are you sure. ”

Foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures, Baoyan is a Tianzhu monk, and people say that there are classics in their sect that the big guys don't know, and no one can find out why. But there is no need to pay attention to the conclusive evidence for this kind of thing, and many people already have a faint feeling in their hearts that this "prayer for the Qing Festival" is not very reliable.

Cui Geng looked around and said, "To be honest, this Baoyan monk's words, this official doesn't believe it very much. But...... Since there is the king of Linzi as a guarantor, it is nothing to gamble. Now Cui is making a statement, I will neither produce 10,000 or 200,000, but ...... 500,000 kan! In other words, I paid all the money for the construction of the new Buddhist temple! ”

And this good thing?

An ominous premonition surged into Li Longji's heart, and said, "Cui Shangshu said this, is there any condition?" ”