Menzi looked at Zhao Ta in surprise, how can the prince have opinions on the monks, aren't you afraid of the gods and Buddhas to blame, he doesn't know that Zhao Ta doesn't believe in these things at all, in his previous life, he did a lot of murder and arson, but God didn't let him reincarnate as a prince, although this prince is more unlucky.

'Knock knock, knock knock... Menzi was stunned, and there was a sound of gongs and drums, several people were wearing ragged clothes, but their faces were smeared with colorful colors, each like a ghost, beating gongs and drums, and their mouths were not idle, and they ran to the door with a whoop.

"The night beard is coming!" Menzi exclaimed, and was about to close the door.

"Uncle Tian, what are you doing behind closed doors?" Zhao Ta stopped and asked Menzidao.

"Second master, they are all poor beggars who can't survive last year, every time at this time, they dress up as gods and ghosts, judges, Zhong Kui, and ghosts of the stove king, beat gongs and drums, pretend to drive away the epidemic and ghosts for the master's house, beg for some wine and food, one batch is given, and another batch will come immediately, which is the most troublesome!" Menzi hurriedly explained.

"Oh, so what are we waiting for! Seeing that you go and get some money, Uncle Tian, you go to the kitchen to get some laba porridge, and ask the steward to bring them some white rice. Zhao Ta said after listening to the order.

"Huh?!" The door is confused, if you have money, you don't give it to monks, give it to beggars, what does the prince want to do?

"Ahh Another older Menzi said.

"The second master is..."

"Who is the second master, you still don't know the way? He can't look down on the poor, look at the new clothes on our bodies, and the copper in our pockets, aren't they all given by the second master? The old man said.

"Oh, yes, the second master is a good person who pities the poor and cherishes the poor!" The two men went to work in a hurry.

The monks saw a group of people coming to the door, beating gongs and drums without scores, dancing dance steps that could not be stepped on, shouting 'Huhu' in their mouths, pouting their lips with disdain, thinking in their hearts, we are authentic Buddhist disciples, chanting the Diamond Sutra of 800 canons, the family gave a few liters of rice, not even a copper plate, you group of poor people are afraid that the rice will not be mixed, let's toss blindly!

"Zhong Kui arrived, the little ghost ran..."

"The king of the stove has arrived, and the house is Ning..." A few people were jumping and singing, singing auspicious words in their mouths, which was a little more lively than the monk's field over there.

"Come, come, everyone work hard, my master has prepared laba porridge for you, drink a bowl and eat some stomach first!" At this time, Menzi came out, and he was followed by a few kitchen helpers carrying porridge buckets, holding a stack of bowls, and Zhao Ta instructed Menzi to bring a table, put the bowls, put hot porridge, and beckoned them to come over.

On this cold day, you can drink a bowl of steaming porridge, that's really a beautiful thing, a few 'night beard' were a little frightened, and they said thank you in unison, put down the guy in their hands, and rubbed their hands on their bodies before picking up the bowl and drinking porridge.

Zhao Ta pretended to be curious, stepped forward to fiddle with their gongs and drums, and his uncle and uncle shouted affectionately, and before he finished drinking a bowl of porridge, he became familiar with a few people, "Uncle, this year is good, life is still good, right?" ”

"Alas, little boy, you don't know what to say, although this year's harvest is good, but in the past few years, there have been locust plagues year after year, and the fields have failed, we can only borrow money to survive, and the grain harvested this year is not enough to pay off the debt, we have to come out and ask for something cheekily, otherwise the year will be sad!" The old man sighed and said.

"Yes, although the harvest is good, but the tax collected is also thirty percent longer than in previous years, I sold the cattle to barely pay the husband's money, miscellaneous changes, I don't know what to do in the spring!" Another man said as he took a sip of porridge and shook his head.

"See, give each person two liters of white rice and one Mo copper coin (one hundred Wen)!" Zhao Ta said that judging from their lives, his father has been making small troubles and secretly engaging in 'corruption' since he was a child, and it has developed into a lawless toss, resulting in a fiscal deficit now, and he has to start raising taxes with Cai Jing.

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Xie..." A few night bearded people took the things and kept thanking them.

"This is not the young master, it is the master of our family!" Menzi reminded.

"Huh?" Several people were surprised that the owner of this family was so young, "Although the uncle is young, he has a bodhisattva heart, and he will definitely be able to get a seat for a high-ranking official, ride a horse, and be free of disease and disaster for a lifetime!" They immediately changed their tune and received rave reviews.

"What kind of bodhisattva heart, we have been standing for a long time, not a single child, they sang a few words and gave rice and money, the porridge smelled more fragrant than the porridge in their temple..." The monks couldn't stop sneering, and the sound of chanting in their hearts immediately increased by 200 decibels, and the wooden fish knocked even louder. ,

"Second master, do you think the monk also gave them a few dollars to send away? Save them annoying at our door. Miki asked in a low voice.

"What are you doing for them? How nice it is to be able to listen to the chanting without spending money, and to be able to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters! Zhao Ta rolled his eyes and said, seeing that Wang Yong was determined not to give it, he stopped talking nonsense, and he had the right to watch the excitement.

Around a radius of more than ten miles, there are not many large households, and even fewer are willing to give money and rice, as soon as the news of Zhao's house house and money and rice spread, the people who played night hu leaned over to this side, one dialed away, and the other group was immediately connected, and there was an endless stream, Zhao Ta was two liters of rice per person, a lot of money, Laba porridge was enough, and then there were many people, he simply let the kitchen set up two big pots at the door to boil porridge, but he ignored those monks.

These monks are really tenacious, if you don't give money, I won't leave, and I will get involved with you, I don't believe that you dare to disrespect the Buddha in front of everyone, but their mouths are dry and dry when they chant the scriptures, their mouths are worn out, their hands are tired and sore, and their feet are numb.

Zhaofu has a lot of population, food and clothing have to go outside to buy, they gradually formed a small market in front of the door, after the hour, the weather is warmer, the nearby Zhuangzi to do business and buy things have come out, people slowly increase, see the sound of gongs and drums here constantly, idlers also come around to see the lively, by the way rubbing a bowl of porridge to drink.

"I said a few of you, people don't want to see you, hurry up and leave, don't be embarrassed here!" A guy drank the porridge, burped and wiped his mouth, and leaned in front of the monks and said.

"Yes, yes, just give it and go!"

"Alas, people's hearts are not ancient these days, and monks want money!"

"Give them a few dollars, why bother with them!"

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People talked about it, some said that Zhao Ta and they were reluctant to make a few dollars, and some said that the monk was greedy and made a mess for a while.

"Little brother, don't mess with a few Buddhas, they have been standing for a long time, just give them a few dollars, and it can be regarded as a good fate!" An old lady chimed in.

"We give it, we give five liters of rice, and we still want money, and if we don't give it, we will block the door and not leave, what is this, it is clearly slandering us!" Jianxi quickly explained.

"That's yours, people give it, let's go, why are you blocking people's doors!" The old lady persuaded a few monks.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, this family is stubborn, and he will be damned, I will wait for him to save him for a while!" The monk holding the Buddha statue pronounced the Buddha horn and said, he saw that a group of people called Huazi could drink porridge and get money, and he had already held his stomach, but people ignored him, he had no way, and he could catch a conversation at this time, and finally said it impatiently.

"What do you say? Whoever is damned, I see you bald asses to death! "Seeing the joy of knowing that the prince of the Dao was out of the palace because he was said to be a demon, the monk's words were talking about their sore spots, how could he not be angry, jumped out and scolded.

"If you don't believe in the Buddha and don't respect the Buddha, you will go to hell and never be reborn!" Not to be outdone, the monk said with a glare.

"Hehe, give us back the game!" Seeing that the monk was getting more and more ugly, he jumped up angrily, "Pan Long, Xue Feng drove these bald donkeys away for me!" He shouted at the door,

Seeing that the happy words just fell, two murderous men walked out of the house, "Whoever dares to make trouble here, I'll beat him out!" Pan Long's face was hideous, and he shouted with his eyes wide open, his voice overwhelmed everyone's voices, and the front of the door was immediately cleared.

"Just these few monks, they have slandered our family, and they dare to insult the second master!" Jianxi pointed to a few monks and said.

"Dare to scold the second master, you are tired of being crooked!" Pan Long and their families have been entertained with good wine and food every day, and they haven't used them yet, the two of them have long been holding back their strength, stretching out their hands to fight, and a few monks have been frightened when they see them come out, but they didn't expect that people didn't care about them just now, they didn't want to provoke them, and now it's too late to regret it, and they will be beaten with their eyes closed.

"Stop, what are you fighting with a few monks!" At this time, Zhao Ta saw it and hurriedly stopped them.

"If they dare to scold the second master, they are underwhelmed!" Xue Fengwen said angrily.

"Alas, the dog bit someone, can we bite back!" Zhao Ta said as he waved the spoon of porridge.

"Ha Luha, the second master is right, they will be cheaper today!" Pan Long Dalu retreated behind him with a smile, and the people around him laughed when they saw a child talking funny, and they all laughed along, and several monks trembled with anger, but they didn't dare to attack when they saw the two strong men.

"Alas, what do you say you are not doing well, you have to be a monk, you can't even marry a daughter-in-law, now you can be a daughter-in-law, don't learn well, don't eat fasting and chanting Buddha in the temple, you learn from scoundrels to eat overlord meals!"

"Little donor, we are making good connections and purifying all sentient beings, how can we... Is it a scoundrel? "A monk saw Zhao Ta's 'harmony' and had the courage to distinguish it.