"Senior brother, don't go!"

"Our White Horse Temple is the first temple of the new dynasty, and there are many dignitaries and dignitaries who are believers in our White Horse Temple. Why are you not satisfied with coming to us to be a monk, why do you want to be vulgar? ”

When Cao Cao and Su Chen rode past a temple, they saw two monks entangled together.

A little monk walked in front with a package on his back, and another monk walked directly on the ground and hugged the little monk's leg, not letting go.

"Many dignitaries are believers in the White Horse Temple?" The little monk smiled disdainfully.

"I've been here for three months, and the biggest official I've ever seen is a Jiupin, and I haven't seen the dignitaries you said!"

"There are still a lot of dignitaries among our believers, but they don't come to the temple often!" The great monk said with a flushed face.

"What kind of believer is if you don't come to the temple!" The little monk roared.

After yelling, the little monk wanted to leave, but his thighs were hugged and he couldn't open his legs.

"You don't have to pay taxes to farm in our temple, isn't that attractive enough?" The great monk said.

"How dare you say this?"

As soon as he heard this, the little monk was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

"It's true that there is no land tax and those miscellaneous taxes in the White Horse Temple, but isn't the religious tax that is full of eighty percent of it cost people's lives?" The little monk said sadly.

As long as it is a Buddhist person, no matter what kind of production activities are carried out, they must pay eighty percent of the tax.

Moreover, the White Horse Temple, a big injustice, was rewarded by the imperial court with so much cultivated land, and the harvest of hard work every year was given to the imperial court, and the remaining food was not enough for him to eat.

Moreover, all kinds of incense money and the money for the practice of the court were given eighty percent, how can the life of the monks be described as 'miserable'?

The little monk came to the White Horse Temple to be a monk, because he believed in the evil of the big monk in front of him.

Saying that he can get a new life under the bath of the Buddha's light, the little monk didn't understand the meaning of this at first, but the big monk said that as long as he chanted the scriptures, he would have food every day.

The little monk was moved.

But when you get to the White Horse Temple, can you?

He had to do more farm work every day than before, and the food he ate was much worse than before, and he had never been wronged like this.

There are also frequent surprise inspections by the imperial court, which annoys the little monks.

A few days later, the little monk finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to leave the White Horse Temple.

"Senior brother, you are a monk who is registered in the government. No matter where you go, you are a member of our White Horse Temple, and you can't run away! The big monk desperately hugged the little monk's leg.

"You let go!"

"Don't let go!"

"Lao Tzu is going to join the army, and after joining the army, who cares if I am a monk recorded in the White Horse Temple!" The little monk yelled at the big monk.

The great monk also showed sadness.

Some of the policies of the new dynasty were so unfriendly to their Buddhism that they could eliminate the identity of Buddhism by running to the border and joining the army.

"Senior brother, you can take pity on our White Horse Temple! We haven't recruited disciples for a long time, as long as you stay with us for a certain amount of time, senior brother will ensure that you are the next abbot, but the abbot has a formation in the new dynasty, and it is not better than you to be the head soldier? ”

The big monk pleaded under the leg of the little monk.

"Tough shit! Do you think I don't know how hard our abbot has suffered? The little monk scolded.

The abbot not only has to participate in the assessment once a month to avoid the temple being taken off, but also has to deal with all kinds of bad things in the temple, which are all troublesome and not good at all.

This great monk also made him the abbot, this is to murder himself.

"Senior brother, how can a monk swear words?"

"Let go of my legs, I don't want to be a monk anymore!"

"Senior brother, you have to think about it, there will be no such shop after this village! When you go to other temples, you may not be as important to us as we are, and how dangerous it is on the battlefield, how can our temple be safe. ”

"If you go to the battlefield, you will either die or you will be prominent. In this dilapidated temple, you can only live in poverty for a lifetime. The little monk broke free and the big monk fled.

The great monk sat on the ground decadently.

Master, it is too difficult for your disciples to carry forward the dream of Buddhism.

The world is too vulgar to care only about what is in the body. When the disciples talk to them about the Dharma and faith, they don't believe it, and when the disciples talk about treatment and status, they don't believe it.

It's so difficult to be a disciple!

"How did this Buddhism live so miserably, I think many people in Luoyang believe in Buddhism?" Cao Cao looked at the defected little monk and said puzzled.

There are many people in Luoyang who believe in Buddhism, even if there are fewer dignitaries among them, but the incense money of the common people is enough to make Buddhism live a very nourishing life.

But now this scene makes Cao Cao extremely puzzled.

"Maybe that little monk doesn't want to stay here as a little monk for the rest of his life, he wants to go to the battlefield and make a name for himself." Su Chen looked to the west.

"I really envy that little monk." Cao Cao sighed.

"The battlefield is the best place for a man to display his ambitions, the little monk can go forward, and Cao can only be a six-hundred-stone doctor in Luoyang because of his family background, which is sad and lamentable." Cao Cao said regretfully, hating that little monk was not himself.

Su Chen glanced at Cao Cao, you kid is pretending to be very good.

Lao Tzu is about to ask the emperor to give him a position as a scholar, am I showing off? You're just a small 600 stone, what are you arrogant?

"Since the virtuous nephew has such ambitions, my uncle and I will show it to the imperial court, and sooner or later you will have the opportunity to display your talents!" Su Chen patted Cao Cao on the shoulder.

"Then thank you uncle."

The great monk looked at Su Chen on the horse, stunned.

"That man looks like a master," he shook his head again.

"Master has been dead for more than ten years, and it's definitely not him." The great monk thought of his master, and there was some sadness in his heart.

His master is a legendary figure of the Buddhist generation, and has made great contributions to the complete foothold of Buddhism in the new dynasty.

His preaching of Buddhism was recognized by the first emperor of the new dynasty, and the first emperor rewarded the White Horse Temple with many fertile fields.

Although these fertile fields are now a burden on the White Horse Temple, at the beginning it was a symbol of the imperial court's recognition of Buddhism.

Moreover, the master also taught them a lot of ways to recruit disciples, but they couldn't keep those disciples if they didn't fight for it.

"Master, if you were still here, our Buddhism would have been completely brilliant, wouldn't we?" The great monk's eyes glistened with tears.

It's a pity that his master broke his heart for Buddhism, and he passed away at a young age, otherwise how could Buddhism be the current situation?

"Uncle, the big monk looked at you so strangely just now."

"Is it strange? I think you're suspicious, and your suspiciousness needs to be changed. ”