For a moment, the old abbot fell into deep thought...... What the hell am I going to have or not??

Lao Tzu has been worrying about the temple for decades, so he can't be a fake monk, right?

Seeing the old monk fall into deep thought, Wang Xuan blinked, and was a little unclear for a while, so he didn't think that this old bald thief might be a fake monk......

"Show me, I can't remember, am I a degree!" The old abbot looked up at Wang Xuan in a trance.

Wang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and handed over the roster meaningfully, and the old monk dared to take it and look through it, but there was no ...... Look at it again...... It's not so special, it's over, damn it, I'm a fake monk......

Wang Xuan also looked over, and saw the old monk looking over and over again, he couldn't help but look at the old monk with some pity, he stayed in the temple all his life, and he worked hard all his life, but as a result, he was still a fake, it was really embarrassing, even if the old monk was not pleasing to the eye, Wang Xuan also rose up some sympathy, so he opened his mouth and comforted: "Old bald thief, you are a fake monk, you are suspected of being an illegal monk, pretending to be a monk, come with me, you have the right to remain silent, but what you say will become evidence in court!" ”

The old monk's face changed greatly, not to mention anything else, just because the news that the abbot of Nan Shaomu is a fake monk is publicized, I don't know how much turmoil it will cause, and the thousand-year-old reputation of Shaomu Temple will be gone!?

No, absolutely not!

"I must have a degree, my Shaomu Temple's thousand-year-old reputation must not be bad!" The old abbot stared at Wang Xuan, his eyes were full of determination, and an unshakable will emanated from his eyes.

"Smack!"

Wang Xuan slapped the old monk's bald head, "Why do you have to, who are you with!?" ”

This snapped, not only on the head of the old abbot, but also on the head of the more than 300 monks around, for a while, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, obviously, they also heard the conversation over there, they were all fake monks, even with the abbot, they were all fake!

"Oops." The abbot covered his head, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to resist but had no confidence, so he couldn't care about the pain and shame, looked at Wang Xuan and said, "Mr. Wang, tell me, how can I do it for the people in the temple." ”

"Hey, that's right, what to say directly, I hate it when someone beats around the bush with me." Wang Xuan nodded and smiled: "The country has national laws, and the family has family rules, but ...... The law is nothing more than human affection, but after so many years of monks, it is a pity that he was arrested for labor reform because he did not have a degree, so let's open the net and give you a chance. ”

Listening to Wang Xuan's words, the old monk also showed a smile, "Amitabha, then thank you Mr. Wang." ”

"But I don't know, what conditions are needed."

"Yes, this favor is also love, I want to open it for you, but it's just this money!"

"When did I Shaomu Temple lack money, how much do you want, you ......" The words came to his mouth, the old abbot was suddenly stunned, and he saw a group of people moving boxes out of the secret vault, and he recognized it at once, it was the box of gold and silver in his Shaomu Temple, and he immediately ...... I have the heart to cry.

The most tragic thing in the world is that people live and the money is gone!!

"Look, you have no money, and it's not enough to pay a special fine, do you understand!"

Wang Xuan's laughter sounded like the howl of the devil in hell to the ears of the old monk, it was so harsh.

"In this way, I won't force you, I like to convince people with virtue the most, the abbot is 5,000 taels, and the ordinary monk is 2,000 taels.

"But, me, we don't have any money!" The abbot wept with a sad face.

"Fart, no money, fool anyone, you still have more than 40,000 acres of land, and so many shops, houses, and there are four special oil extraction workshops alone, you tell me that you have no money, believe it or not, I will send troops to copy your industries now!"

The old abbot took a step back in fright, he almost hated Wang Xuan to death, and he was going to send out an army at every turn, so we couldn't say anything else, the old man took the army out to talk about things, aren't you tired of it!

If this is in other provinces, the old abbot is definitely not afraid, he knows what the guards in other provinces are like, two years ago, Fujian's guards are also the same erosion, where does anyone dare to say how the army is, with their Buddhism's influence in the people, they can set off a rebellion with a little tricks and feet, who dares to provoke them!

But it's especially Fujian, the army of 50,000 is an absolute elite division, and the whole place is a monolith, and now there is not even a bandit cottage, as for instigating rebellion, it can only be hehe, this demon king still wishes that someone would come out to rebel...... happened to raid the family and wipe out the local stubborn forces, which was tantamount to following his wishes.

The old abbot is really out of luck, he can't beat it, he can't say it, he can't do it, he doesn't dare to do it, it's just fish and meat on the board, how to slaughter it all depends on the mood of this demon king.

"Okay, okay, I want to think, I want to think." All kinds of thoughts turned in his mind, and finally the old abbot sighed, he could only give in, and had no choice but to use the connections that were still vulgar before.

Every few years, Shaomu Temple has a group of people to return to the vulgar, rooted in all parts of Fujian, this is also their way to go deep into the locality, expand their influence and control, of course, there are also many people simply ancestors and grandchildren for several generations, are in the temple as monks, anyway, to a certain age to return to the vulgar home.

It is also a way for them to maintain their relationship with Buddhism, which is equivalent to a net, Putian Nanshaomu is the general hub, and the families of the vulgar people in various places are the branch points, which are related to each other and form a hidden force shrouded in Fujian.

"yes, think about it." Wang Xuan stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the old monk's neck and whispered in his ear: "You say, you are a group of monks, what do you want so much money for, it is enough to have a compassionate heart, and the heart of all sentient beings is enough, do you have to have more money to appear sincere, to appear to be a devout disciple." ”

The old monk was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head, "If you have no money and no power, won't you become a lamb to be slaughtered, the Buddha still has the Eight Heavenly Dragon Protectors, and the Arhat Xing Thunder Fury." ”

Wang Xuan sighed, this is also the difference between domestic Buddhism and foreign sects, for example, Baoguang Temple in Emei Mountain, Sichuan, the head pillar incense is 99W, of course, the price of the head pillar incense in the basic major temples is very expensive, and the specific price is circulated in a small circle, Wang Xuan is not very clear, anyway, what is reported is very expensive.

Now, people enter the temple to bribe, to spend money to burn incense to ask for Buddha, to ask for signs, to seek blessings, to beg for peace, wealth, promotion, and good luck.

But Wang Xuan's Buddhism is not like this, he hopes that people go to the temple to repent of their souls, listen to persuasion and teachings, and tell the Buddha about ugly and dirty things, relieve psychological pressure, release psychological resentment, and purify their souls.

"I'll tell you plainly, the current Buddhism is not the Buddhism I want, if it doesn't meet my requirements, I will destroy you and rebuild it."

"What!" The old abbot looked at Wang Xuan in horror, he didn't expect that Wang Xuan would have the intention of destroying their Buddhism.

It's just that there is still a glimmer of life, "What kind of Buddhism do you want?" ”

Wang Xuan was not polite, and said what he meant, and the abbot bowed his head and was silent when he heard it, is there such a person in Buddhism?

The answer is yes, there is.

In the past dynasties, there have been this kind of single-minded worship of the Buddha who is not contaminated by the world, and regards money as dung, but after all, this is a minority, relying on those true monks, can Buddhism have the power of today?

The answer is no, not at all.

The reason why Buddhism is so prosperous is that it relies on a network of relationships all over the world, and the source of influence is the entanglement of interests.

If you don't talk about others, the old abbot can't do it himself, that kind of Buddhism is a universal sentient being, but what good is it for themselves!?

He himself doesn't have that spirit of sacrifice, he is not a virtuous monk, and a virtuous monk cannot be the presiding officer and abbot of a temple.

Since Wang Xuan told him today, he also has to think about what the future will be.

Now, he doesn't even care about the money that has been stolen, and it's already a trivial matter, and the top priority is to think of a coping strategy.

It wasn't until more than two hours later that the tax collector who counted the treasury found Wang Xuan to report that the treasury totaled more than 15 million taels of gold and silver, countless copper coins, and jewelry, jade, picture scrolls, etc. were not counted.

Wang Xuan was stunned when he saw the account books, he really didn't expect that a mere Shaomu Temple would have more money than the seven major families combined,, this group of thieves is bald, no wonder Sanwu wants to destroy the Buddha in a week, there is so much money but it is not spent, it is impossible to destroy them!

Looking at the old abbot waiting on the side, Wang Xuan said with a cold face: "Sure enough, if you don't have a thief, you don't have a bald, you don't have a thief, you have accumulated so much money, and there is a shortage of money everywhere, if you don't get rid of you, I'm sorry for all the people in the world!" ”

Is it wrong to have money? The old abbot scolded in his heart, this is all the family wealth accumulated by the abbot of the past generations, and it was looted away by you, the demon king, at one time, and turned around and bit my temple, and the money was also saved by ourselves, what do you have to do!

He doesn't understand the shortage of money or anything, he doesn't care, it's all a matter of the country, what does it have to do with their Buddhism, for thousands of years, there have been many changes in the dynasty, their Buddhism is still Buddhism, and it has always been standing, in their hearts, they have never taken the country seriously.

"Take away all these fake monks who have no degree, and if there are any resistances, they will be killed!" As soon as Wang Xuan gave an order, the three thousand soldiers completely surrounded him, the steel knives were unsheathed, the crossbows were wound, and all of them surrounded the monks who had no degrees in the middle.

In the face of this situation, no one dared to resist, Wang Xuan's murderous reputation had already spread throughout the temple, this was a murderous demon king, who had slaughtered tens of thousands of people, and he didn't care about their hundreds of people at all.

Moreover, these people are basically from their parents' families, and once they are labeled as attacking and killing officers and soldiers, the family will also be implicated, so the one who dares to resist!

(It's time for the book push session again, this is a book with extremely 'life experience', really, watching fireworks, you can always find other 'beauty'...... There is no harm in comparison, look at people, ten thousand starts, hey. ）

"The Great Beauty Era"

A professional essay describing life at the Academy of Fine Arts

Everyone who hears about the Academy of Fine Arts will smile and show that kind of expression that you know.

That's right, the Academy of Fine Arts does have courses on painting, but not every major can draw.

is like Wan Changsheng, he was admitted to the Department of Chinese Painting......

But he didn't expect it......