Chapter 13: On the Dangers of Monks

In the next few days, Lin Yinger came to the palace every day to take care of Wang Weizhou, in fact, Wang Weizhou didn't have any, and everything was fine after sleeping the next day. It's just that his younger brother Wang Lang talked to his brother Wang Weizhou on the first night. As a result, Wang Weizhou became seriously injured. And the time for Wang Lang to tell stories every day was also changed to the time when Lin Yinger took care of Wang Weizhou, and the location was also moved from his own courtyard to Wang Weizhou's courtyard.

On this day, Wang Lang talked about the Three Kingdoms in Wang Weizhou's small courtyard, and talked about "Guan Yunchang went to Queen Fu to donate his life for the country". As soon as the lecture began, a family member came over and said

"Second Young Master, Madame told you to go to the hall."

Wang Lang didn't care about the resentful eyes of the people around him, patted his ass and left in style. When I came to the hall, I saw the second prince Zhao Xiang sitting on a chair, and his mother was chatting with Zhao Xiang. Mrs. Wang said when she saw Wang Lang coming in

"Erlang, Second Highness came down to find you out. Accompany His Royal Highness II out for a walk. Remember to drink less. Second Highness, then I'll go first. ”

Zhao Xiang hurriedly got up and bowed to Mrs. Wang. Then he pulled Wang Lang and said

"Brother Wei Fang, come with me to meet someone."

Wang Lang said calmly

"Are you going to see your uncle?"

Zhao Xiang didn't answer, just nodded. When the two of them came to the food fairy again, the two big men standing at the door were still the two big men from last time. This time, the two did not stop them, and the middle-aged man was still sitting in his original position. Wang Lang is still sitting in the position he had last time. Said with a big grin

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it so much."

After speaking, you are not welcome, pick up the bowl in front of you and give yourself a bowl of tea, goodong, and clean it at once. The middle-aged man looked at Wang Lang with a smile and said

"Well, it's been a long time. I heard that you arrested the monk of Jinchan Temple a while ago? ”

Wang Lang shook his head and said

"Uncle, you can't say that, I didn't arrest it, and I'm not an official, I'm the one who reported to the official."

The middle-aged man smiled and continued

"I heard Xiang'er say that the monk will become a big disaster in the future? Let's talk about it. ”

Wang Lang said with a smile

"Uncle, you see how boring it is."

Zhao Xiang, who was sitting next to Wang Lang, instantly felt that his worldview had collapsed. Heartway

"This kid really dares to speak."

The middle-aged man just smiled and said to his father-in-law beside him

"Go get some food and drinks."

Not to mention, the official university is good, and before a cup of tea, two jars of wine and a few plates of side dishes were sent. Wang Lang stretched out his hand and slapped the sealing mud open, poured a bowl of wine for the middle-aged man, and poured a bowl of wine for Zhao Xiang, and finally himself. Goodong, I drank another bowl of wine. That's what he said

"Uncle, the little nephew wants to ask you, what do monks usually do?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said

"Usually, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha."

Wang Lang asked again

"And what do they eat and drink?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said

"The general temples use the incense money of pilgrims to buy food, and the larger temples have their own land. Grain, vegetables are self-sufficient. ”

Wang Lang nodded and asked

"Then have these monks made any contribution to my dynasty?"

Wang Lang looked at the middle-aged man's puzzled look and said

"Oh, that is to say, these monks have not paid me grain, labor, or land taxes. Or do something that is intended to develop for me? ”

Wang Lang's question really stopped the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man looked back

"Yes, every day, those monks can get incense money as long as they move their mouths. If you grow food, you don't have to pay taxes on vegetables. None of the monks have ever been forced to do labor. ”

Wang Lang knew that the middle-aged man on the other side thought of the key and said

"Uncle, these monks are my people of Great Wei, so they should contribute to our dynasty. Eating the grain and vegetables grown in the land of my Great Wei, spending the money of my Great Wei people, and enjoying the services of my Great Wei people. Every day, I am high up and move my mouth to do everything. Uncle, don't you think this group of monks is too idle and comfortable? ”

The middle-aged man frowned and didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking

"They have a lot of land, a lot of money, but they don't contribute to the country. Moreover, some temples rely on their own temples to bully pilgrims. Uncle, don't say you don't know, you must have heard of it. I just didn't investigate it myself. ”

Wang Langyou continued

The middle-aged man actually believed what Wang Lang said, and also realized that there would be a certain amount of harm, but some of them didn't ask very clearly

"Even if this is the case, it will not threaten the foundation of our dynasty."

Wang Lang said after drinking

"Uncle, you think, you don't have to work, you can recite scriptures in the temple, and you will have money to spend. You don't have to do anything, if you, do you want to be a monk? Everyone has laziness in their hearts. Everyone saw that being a monk did not have to pay taxes, did not have to pay food, and did not have to go out of labor. They all ran to be monks, who guarded the frontier for our dynasty, who produced food for our soldiers, and who produced daily necessities for our people. When we have no food to eat, no clothing, and no tile on our heads, what do you say will happen to us? ”

In fact, Wang Lang's words are a bit exaggerated, if Buddhism is really like what Wang Lang said, then Buddhism would not have been allowed to exist in ancient China. In ancient times, the "Three Martial Arts and One Sect" extermination movement was also because Buddhism was too prosperous at that time, collecting too much money, recruiting too many believers, and occupying too much land. It was only when domestic contradictions began to intensify that these four emperors chose to sacrifice Buddhism. Because Buddhism touched the bottom line of the imperial power at that time, the imperial power will move Buddhism. After all, in ancient times, Buddhism was also a means used by the imperial power to control the people.

The middle-aged man actually knew that what Wang Lang said was a bit exaggerated, no matter how much Buddhism could not develop to this extent, but what Wang Lang said before was enough to attract the attention of the imperial power. After all, this is an era of the supremacy of imperial power, and anything that may threaten the imperial power will be nipped in the bud by the imperial power.

And Zhao Xiang broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, because he didn't expect things to develop to such a terrible point. Still middle-aged asked with a serious expression

"Is there anything that can be done to curb that nephew?"

Wang Lang burped and said

"Simple. First of all, the title of the national temple of Jinchan Temple was canceled. Then we organized the Buddhist examination in the whole territory. Those who can't pass the test are forced to go home and farm. If you don't want to be vulgar, it's okay. Train them to learn veterinary medicine, and send them to the Hu people to be meticulous workers, and scourge the Hu people. The middle-aged man thought to himself when he heard it

"How does this kid's brain grow. How can everything be connected? ”

So he asked

"Why did you get involved with Hu Ren again?"

Wang Lang said with a smile

"It doesn't matter. I didn't finish talking about it last time, but the little nephew went back and thought about it again, there are still many imperfections, so I'll talk to you about it today. ”