The Pudu Conference came to an end, and Ma Xiuyuan originally thought that with the financial resources of this Pudu Conference and the royal government, he would soar to the sky and achieve the task of the peak of incense, so that he could also increase the chance of a lottery. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, in the next few days, Ma Xiuyuan finally understood that the incense money that the temple monks could earn was indeed not comparable to their "******".

Coupled with the subsequent Buddha's Heart Mystic Law Conference, the income of the Great Xiangguo Temple alone reached a terrifying 50,000 taels of silver. Among them, some powerful forces in Guangling donated most of the money.

If you want to compete, Ma Xiuyuan can naturally let his father pay for it. However, it would be a bit deliberate to continue like this, and it was not the original intention that Matthew Yuan needed, so he would no longer force it.

The Dingzen Temple, which returned with a full load, also has a certain small reputation this time, but the humble temple still has scarce incense and can't keep people. But fortunately, with this large amount of money, the big plan to build the Dingzen Temple on Baoshan finally started.

To repair the temple, the road must be built first, but at this point, the four masters and apprentices of Dingchan Temple now have to thank the upper generations. The road on this mountain, built seventy-seven eighty-eight, has been connected to the top of the mountain, shortened a lot of man-hours, it can be seen that the first abbot who was preparing to fall in Baoshan Temple, is also ambitious, will build Dingzen Temple majestic, but it is a pity that to this day, it is only the original few small broken temples.

Ma Xiuyuan and Uncle Hammer, who were standing on the top of the mountain, looked at several mountains that were already opening up auxiliary roads.

"How, Xiao Shizi is still satisfied with this pattern? Daxiangguo Temple is only the pattern of the seven into the Zen Temple, according to the old planning pattern, built according to this mountain road, to the top of the mountain of the Great Compassion and Compassion Bodhisattva, just half completed, and then down the mountain and then into seven, the whole treasure mountain in the future is the Buddha site of the Dingzen Temple, this is used to repair the wall of the money, the old man advocates the original mountain road to expand, built into three zhang and three wide, so that there is less trouble after the wide. ”

Bang Bang Bang!

Ma Xiuyuan was satisfied with the layout of the Buddhist temple of the old hammer, and said with a smile: "You are old and out of the horse, and Xiuyuan will know that you will be able to succeed." ”

"The old man just chose a few good places. The places with excellent feng shui and soil quality are all good places to set up Buddha halls, so I asked Xiao Shizi how much he wanted to go in?"

"Several main halls are three feet long. ”

"Okay!" said the old hammer's eyes lit up, "Sanzhang San, fortunately, when the old man chose the site, he deliberately placed the location of these main halls in a place with a gentle slope, and sure enough, Xiao Shizi's appetite is indeed big enough, but this thirteen thousand taels of silver is a little tight." ”

Matthew Yuan thought for a while and said: "The other main halls on the east and west sides are not busy, and the ones behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall on the main road are not in a hurry, but this Daxiong Hall has to be done for me, and there is this step." He thought for a moment and said, "The best Guanyin on the top of the mountain will also expand the dojo." ”

"It's easy to say!" There are nearly ten major projects of Buddha halls, just one main hall and one Guanyin dojo, and the more than 10,000 taels of silver are still very abundant. After the two discussed the project, they walked down the mountain.

The monk was clearly happy to see the thriving Baoshan. After saying goodbye to the old hammer of the palace, he asked Ma Xiuyuan, "Xiuyuan, there are so many places on this mountain that have started construction, which one is the new temple site of our Dingchan Temple?"

"Both. ”

Hengyuan's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "It's all ...... Little junior brother, do you want to turn the whole mountain into the temple site of our Dingzen Temple?"

"Senior brother really has vision, how about it? Are the master and senior brother satisfied with the new temple site of Dingzen Temple?"

The monk burst into tears and said excitedly: "I didn't expect the prince to be such a person who values love and righteousness. In order to set the Zen Temple, at the expense of such a huge amount of money, if the Zen Temple is large, the old man must fast for 100 days, and recite the "Infinite Longevity Sutra" for the prince. ”

"Master, although part of this silver came out of the palace, it was also donated by my father to the temple. 13,000 taels of silver, do you think it's worth it?"

"How much silver?" The three of them, Monk Qiang, Hengkong, and Hengyuan, suddenly stared at Ma Xiuyuan with big eyes, feeling that something was wrong with their ears.

Ma Xiuyuan smacked his lips and asked a little innocently, "Thirteen thousand taels, Master, you spend too much?"

"This ...... There are so many Buddha halls on the mountain, as well as mountain roads, no matter how you look at it, it will cost hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, how can it only cost more than 10,000 taels of silver, cultivate far, don't cheat as a teacher. ”

Ma Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Xiuyuan really didn't lie to you. More than 10,000 taels of silver is enough to build a mountain road and a foundation. ”

"How can you ......" When the monk heard the words mountain road and foundation, he suddenly felt that the whole world was about to collapse. His eyes darkened and he asked, "Ten thousand...... 10,000 taels of silver will be used to build mountain roads?"

Matthew Yuan nodded and smiled heartlessly: "Yes." Cultivation is the best, and the wide way of three feet and three feet is magnificent, right? I think Master will definitely like it. ”

"I want to be quiet for the teacher. ”

Matthew blinked his eyes wide, "Master, who is Jingjing?"

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There is no turning back from the start of construction, not to mention that Matthew Yuan has made up his mind, and the eight cows can't be pulled back.

However, not only the monk Laitou, but even Hengkong and Hengyuan expressed their incomprehension of Ma Xiuyuan's behavior this time, thinking that even if the mountain road is repaired luxuriously, this Buddhist temple will not be repaired, and no one cares.

Matthew didn't care, someone was responsible for the work on the mountain, and the money had already been spent. came and went, and it didn't go through the hands of the monk at all. As the abbot of Dingzen Temple, he now has two thousand taels of silver in hand, and he wants to repair the dilapidated Buddhist temple, but he is also more than enough.

In the past few days, I can only take out a few hundred taels of silver, buy some lime, bricks and tiles, and renovate the roof and temple walls that have fallen into disrepair.

In front of the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, Ma Xiuyuan was holding half a large watermelon, and Shen Mengmeng and Shen Mengmeng each had a wooden spoon, scooping and eating.

Shen Qingming has not had a good face since he learned that Ma Xiuyuan is the little son of King Guangling. This made Matthew a little puzzled, and kept trying.

"Old Shen, tell me, the weather in Guangling is getting hotter day by day, how can there be people who can hold their breath like a stuffy gourd?"

Shen Qingming snorted coldly and continued to look at the book in his hand.

"Mengmeng, isn't the watermelon delicious?"

"Delicious. Shen Mengmeng is not as cunning as Ma Xiuyuan, what do you say, licking the wooden spoon, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Ma Xiuyuan helped skim the melon seeds on the pink little face, and said with a smile: "Go to the mountains with my brother to catch grasshoppers, will you go?"

"Okay, okay!" Shen Mengmeng smiled heartlessly.

Shen Qingming finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted: "Stinky boy, what do you want to do!"