But.

You can't see anything from the gate of Xiangguoji Temple.

Even if they charge stall fees from street vendors. It's a little dark, but it's harmless.

A few small bucks.

From the magnificent architecture of Xiangguo Temple, from the bodies of these fat-headed, big-eared, but kind-eyed monks, it is also impossible to see.

To see the essence of this temple, one needs to go out of the city.

"Let's go out of town." Wu Nian lowered the curtain and said to the coachman.

"Yes." The coachman answered, drove the wagon, and headed out of the city. The entourage of Ouchi guards, eunuchs, and the personnel of the Imperial City Division also moved.

The capital is huge.

There are also a lot of fertile fields outside the city.

The capital of a country.

The land inside and outside the city is every inch of land.

Prices are also high.

Many officials from other places could not afford to buy a house in the capital, so they could only rent a house to live in, and their lives were also poor.

In the past.

Although there are many fields outside the capital, many of them are not taxable.

For example, the fields of lifting people and jinshi, or the fields of dignitaries and dignitaries, are not subject to tax. After Wu Nian became the ruler of Hebei, he changed the rules.

Lifting people, jinshi, what's wrong with dignitaries.

You have to pay taxes.

Under the reform and governance of the Han Dynasty, the tax revenue of Hebei was much more than that of the Chu State.

But there is one exception.

Xiangguoji Temple.

It's the same news that Wu saw in his life. A big monk driving a luxury car, a female nun in stockings. The original capital accumulation of the temple was based on donations from devotees.

For example, the emperors of Chu in previous dynasties gave Xiangguo Temple gold and silver or acres of land.

Many wealthy and wealthy families, dignitaries and dignitaries have become prosperous and wealthy in this life, so they ask for more, and they also donate money and land to the temple.

This led to more and more acres of land under the name of Xiangguo Temple. When the capital swells, it begins to expand externally.

In a disaster year or something, a farmer sold his land, and Xiangguoji Temple bought it.

It's still a deal on the surface.

Secretly, there are also lenders. It's not usury, but it's also relatively high. Whether it is a craftsman or a farmer, as long as they borrow money and cannot afford to pay it back.

I'm sorry, but I have to pay back the money for selling my sons and daughters.

There are warrior monks in Xiangguoji Temple.

On the surface, the friends are all dignitaries.

Black and white.

Now Xiangguo Temple is the largest landlord in the entire Hebei region, and there is no one.

Emperor Wu Nian's imperial villages in various parts of the Han Dynasty may not add up to as many fields as Xiangguo Temple.

As for how many fields there are in Xiangguo Temple, outsiders don't know, maybe only the host knows.

In addition to lending, there are also people who use the name of Xiangguo Temple to run some side businesses. For example, green buildings, restaurants, casinos, and the small peach that sells and sings in the restaurant is one of them.

The people who do these businesses are generally relatives of the great monks.

When you become a monk, you don't have parents?

There are no more brothers?

There are even great monks who raise women outside. During the day, Amitabha Buddha recites sutras and reverses Buddha, and at night gives birth to children, all of which are business.

Of course. Among them, there are also self-righteous monks.

But there are few such people.

Not everyone can become a Buddha.

It's not just Buddhism, either. All religions in the world are a virtue.

There are many fools in the world.

But. Elsewhere, Wu Nian can't manage it. If you have the head of your own family, you have to take care of it.

No matter who it is.

Don't steal my money.

After leaving the capital, the team walked slowly for a while and came to a field.

Now in this weather, the fields are bare, and there is not a single farmer in sight. There are a few children, who are not afraid of the cold, and are playing in the fields.

The team continued on, coming to a village.

From the outside, this is a very ordinary village. The houses of the villagers, scattered all over the place. But in this village, there is a small temple.

It's called Yanhua Temple.

According to the intelligence of the spies of the Imperial City Division, this Yanhua Temple belongs to the subordinate institutions of Xiangguo Temple. The acres of land in this place are all under the name of Yanhua Temple.

It's like Wu Nian went to various imperial villages and sent eunuchs in charge.

This Yanhua Temple is responsible for the operation of this field, and the annual output is handed over to Xiangguo Temple.

The people of this village are tenants. Although they diligently cultivate acres of land and grow crops every year, not a single acre of land belongs to them.

There are very few outsiders in this village, let alone a team of more than 100 people in Wu Nian.

It immediately aroused the vigilance of the villagers.

When Wu Nian arrived at the entrance of the village, there was a big monk who led ten monks out. The big monk has a fat head and big ears.

But with a sideways face and dark skin, he looks like a fat man, but he may have martial arts and should not be underestimated.

Each of the ten monks is strong and strong, each holding a stick.

Because it was not farming, there were also many people from the villages who came out. Stand with the monks.

Although it is a common people, it looks like a house slave.

House slaves.

Of course, it's the helper's family.

"Amitabha. When you donors come to my Yanhua Village, I don't know what you are doing? The chief monk saw that Wu Nian's team was extraordinary, and while being vigilant, he saluted more politely.

A Ouchi guard walked up and saluted, "The master is polite." My master has heard the miracle of Yanhua Temple for a long time, and specially came to incense. ”

After that, the Ouchi guard took out a large silver ingot weighing ten taels from his sleeve and handed it to the great monk.

When the great monk saw the silver, he immediately let down his vigilance, and his face full of flesh also became kind and kind.

"The donor, please, please."

While letting the villagers disperse and the disciples put away their murderous energy, he invited the team into the village.

Coming to the gate of Yanhua Temple, Wu Nian got out of the carriage, entered the door very regularly, put incense, and gave one hundred taels of silver sesame oil money.

Immediately received top-notch hospitality.

There was a well-mannered monk who came out to drink tea with Wu Nian.

No matter how good the monks are, they don't eat meat on the surface. But it's a lot of flowers.

There is a kind of literary monk. Specializing in vassal elegance and befriending powerful and wealthy families. The tea they drink is all good tea. Priceless.

Although I don't eat alcohol and meat.

But there is vegetarian wine.

Vegetarian dishes can also make tricks. What white fungus, bird's nest and the like, are ordinary.

Wu Nian sat in Yanhua Temple, drinking tea with monks and talking about Buddhism. When I waited for lunch, the top vegetarian dishes were better than those in the palace.

As Wang Jiadong said.

Wu Nian never pursues exquisite meals, as long as the meat protein is enough. Eat more, but spend less.

The monks ate better than him.

A table of top-notch vegetarian dishes, accompanied by courteous monks. A meal is eaten, and the guests and hosts are happy. Wu Nian waved his hand again and added one hundred taels of sesame oil money.

Let the monks of Yanhua Temple secretly rejoice in their hearts.

Yanhua Temple is located in a remote area, and there is little oil and water on weekdays. This is a time when I met a rich man.

This kind of rich man, once he believes in Buddhism.

That's a long-term rich man, not a one-shot deal.

The monk of Yanhua Temple did his best to hold Wu Nian.

Wu Nian also took the opportunity to collect a lot of information. The day passed quickly, and the gates of the city were about to be closed if they didn't go any longer.

The monk of Yanhua Temple was reluctant to be at the door to see off Wu Nian.

When Wu Nian returned to the palace, it was already night.

He was already hungry, so he had some pastries and jerky to fill his stomach. Eating this thing, he felt unhappy.

The merchant eats better than me.

The monk also eats better than me.

And the money in our province is either to control the Yellow River and the Loess Plateau, or to subsidize the soldiers and the people.

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

On the throne. Wu Nian ate pastries while drinking tea and serving them. By the way, he looked up and said, "Put the cabinet minister, the six ministers, and the squire." ”

"Ministers above the third rank have all summoned the Qianqing Palace."