"Then Ananda is in reach. Public, the Buddha gave subtle teachings. The body and mind are ruined, and there is no hindrance. It is the multitude, each of whom knows all the ten directions, and sees the ten directions empty......"

The great monk still recites the Buddha, but in the audience, there are few people who are willing to listen to the Buddhist scriptures seriously. The exchange of heads and ears continued, and the conversation seemed to be related to Na Futian.

"What is Fukuda?" Yan Yun asked.

On the side, Zhao Feiyan had already reined in her qi at the moment, and she said: "The so-called Futian originally referred to the fields planted by the monks in the temple, but now in Nanchu, it is the subordinate servant fields of the temple. Zhao Feiyan said with a slight heaviness in his tone: "The main credit is Xiao Zhenghe, Emperor Chushan. "Emperor Shan's reign for 50 years, gave 100 acres of blessed land to all temples in the south and Chu world, and used the fields of the people around the temple to fill the farming industry." Since then, once the temples in Chu are completed, they can have their own 100 acres of Futian to support, and for a time the folk Buddhist temples have become popular. ”

Lu Wutong opened the folding fan and smiled: "Nanchu Four Hundred and Eighty Temple...... With the land of two states, more than half of the Buddhist temples in the world are supported, and the good emperor of Southern Chu is worthy of the name of the good emperor. His tone was full of sarcasm.

"Fifty years? How long did the old emperor live? Yan Yun asked.

Lu Wutong shook his fan and replied: "I have been in power for sixty-eight years, and I haven't died yet." ”

"Good fellow, this old emperor has lived long enough." Yan Yun was surprised, this was only the time that Xiao Zhenghe was in power, even if he was a young man, he was already in his seventies, and in this world of great controversy, the average emperor died in his forties, which is a long life.

"Emperor Chu Shan is not useless, but he was a very virtuous monarch when he was young." Zhao Feiyan said something pertinently.

"Wise? Does it mean the unjust killing of Prince Xiao Chen? "Sixty years on the throne, the prince entered the Taihe Hall with the intention of assassinating the king, and the emperor was angry and sentenced to be beheaded at noon." Lu Wutong said teasingly.

Zhao Feiyan stopped talking, the matter of Prince Xiao involved secrets in the palace, whether the prince Xiao Chen really wanted to kill Xiao Zhenghe, or Xiao Zhenghe arranged to kill the prince Xiao Cheng, who is true and who is false, and who is wrong is impossible to verify, and if it is really about sixty years of time, it can't be explained whether Xiao Zhenghe was virtuous in the early days of his reign.

Well, Yan Yun pondered for a while, and then suddenly realized: "The Jinlong Temple is going to build a branch temple here, and the nearby fields will all become the blessings of the Jinlong Temple, and the people here will all become the tenants of the Jinlong Temple?" ”

Lu Wutong: ......

Zhao Feiyan: ......

Big brother, you're just trying to figure it out now.

After Yan Yun figured it out, his anger came up, after all, in his impression, the tenant's life was not easy. Those who bought their land to large families and turned them into tenants were said to be in an employment relationship, but in fact they were no different from domestic slaves, except that they were not naturalized. But after thinking about it, the monks were pure and had no material needs, so the land endowment should not be high, and the tenants did not have to pay the land tax......

"What do you think?" Lu Wutong watched Yan Yun's face change, and felt very interesting, so he asked. Yan Yun told Lu Wutong what he thought.

Lu Wutong laughed, shook his head and said: "Since ancient times, greed has not been enough to swallow elephants, if those monks can uphold a Buddha's heart, how can they come to the four hundred and eighty temples?"

Zhao Feiyan stared at the fat monk on the Dharma platform and said: "When the Futian Law was first practiced, the Tian Fu was only 20%, but now the temple Futian Tian Fu is mostly 70%. ”

"Seventy percent!" Yan Yun's eyes widened, where is Futian, it is simply a man-eating monster: "Don't you care about the Southern Chu Imperial Court?" ”

Zhao Feiyan stroked his Xiu Girl Sword and said, "Someone wants to take care of it, but the one who wants to take care of it is already dead." ”

"Prince Xiao Chen?" Yan Yuntan asked.

"Yes." Zhao Feiyan replied.

Yan Yun was surprised: "That old emperor killed his son in order to believe in Buddhism?" ”

Lu Wutong shook his fan: "The external saying is that the prince can't stand it for so many years and is just a prince, so he plans to kill the king." "There can be a prince in the world for forty years" Nanchu is famous for Buddha, but he is so kind and filial to his son that he should laugh and kill the world. “

Zhao Feiyan was silent, but her hand did not leave the hilt of the Xiu Nu Sword.

On the Dharma platform, at the end of another scripture, the fat monk Hui Neng concocted the same method again, chanting the Buddha's name: "Good, today I sing a part of the "Guangzhi Sutra", those who hear it are enlightened and enlightened, and those who practice it have the supreme wonderful law, and they do not look at the physical appearance. Amitabha. ”

The audience still shouted, "Thank you for teaching the Dharma." "It's time to reconcile. Yes, you're going to become a tenant, and who cares about your teachings? But the big monk on the platform didn't seem to see it, he still had a "Buddha's face", and then said: "I came here to build a treasure temple by the abbot's decree, and I saw that the Buddha here is quite deep, and I am doing my Buddha Rulai Dojo." Then he made a grand wish, in the blissful Western world, to invite the Buddha to be in this world. Now send a Dharma treasure statue ......" After speaking, he looked into the crowd and asked, "Where is the village elder?" ”

An older man from the kneeling villagers stood up: "I've seen the Great Bodhisattva." ”

"I also hope that the elder will lead the villagers to give five hundred taels of silver." Huineng said with a smile.

"Five hundred taels?!" The village elder immediately knelt down: "Great Bodhisattva, there are few people in the village, how can you make up five hundred taels?" ”

Hui Neng still looked calm: "Why did the elder say that? The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? His Majesty the Good Emperor of Chu State is still able to give up the throne three times, why are all the good men and women reluctant to give up some money? ”

Village Elder: "But I really can't make up five hundred taels!" ”

Huineng finally changed his face, and there was a hint of ruthlessness on his fat face: "Elder, don't laugh, it's the autumn harvest recently, how can there be no money?" ”

The elder was like five thunderbolts. Yan Yun grabbed the spear and was about to go up and join the fat monk, but was stopped by Lu Wutong and Zhao Feiyan.

"Fat monk! The grain of the autumn harvest is related to the livelihood of the people in the winter and the spring of the next year, how dare he make up his mind! Yan Yun was born in a poor family, so she naturally understood the importance of the autumn harvest for ordinary people. Without the grain of the autumn harvest, what do the people eat in winter? Without the autumn harvest, what will the people plant in the spring next year? Huineng opened his mouth and asked the people to sell the grain of the autumn harvest, is that to buy food, it is clearly to let those people buy their own lives! How can this keep Yan Yun from getting angry. At the next moment, he grabbed the corner with one hand and grabbed it and threw it out, piercing that Hui Neng to pierce it.

"Don't be impatient, this is in Nanchu, and killing a monk is a serious crime." Lu Wutong pressed one hand on Yan Yun's shoulder to stop him.

"Felony?" Yan Yun was puzzled.

"That's right, whoever kills the monks will behead the three tribes." Lu Wutong replied.

"Aren't you an immortal?" Yan Yun was puzzled again.

Lu Wutong could only smile bitterly: "It's true that I'm an immortal, but the matter of killing a monk involves too much cause and effect, and I took the liberty of making a move, I'm afraid that I won't be directly ascended by the insight of heaven and earth." ”

Yan Yun was stunned, although Lu Wutong was unreliable, but after all, it was still his biggest reliance, and if he couldn't make a move, Yan Yun would lose his hole cards.

Zhao Feiyan also said: "You really can't be impulsive. The Southern Chu Buddhism Sect here is extremely powerful, if you do it, not only the Buddhism, but also the government will find you trouble. The destination of our trip is Linjue Temple, Linjue Temple is the head of the Southern Chu Buddhism, and the Jinlong Temple will be done at that time.

Inform the abbot of Nalin Jue Temple and let him dispose of it!"

"I'm afraid it's just a nest of snakes and rats." Yan Yun said hatefully.

Zhao Feiyan grabbed Yan Yun: "No, I know the abbot of Linjue Temple, and he is not a wicked person." ”

"Since he is not a wicked person, why can the Buddha Dao of Nanchu be rotten like this?" Yan Yun asked again.

Zhao Feiyan was silent, but she wanted to say that the Southern Chu Buddha Temple was not only four hundred and eighty, but how could Linjue Temple manage it even though it was the leader, but the words were swallowed again. Because such an argument is so pale in the face of reality. Even she didn't want to draw her sword and rush forward to kill the shameless greedy monk on the spot?

Yan Yun stared at the fat-headed and big-eared Huineng monk, grabbing the corner in his hand, and couldn't help trembling.

Are you going to just let this guy go?