Liu Yu guessed that the monk who accompanied Li Jing should be Puzhen.

He couldn't think of what the two of them were doing on this trip, but Li Jing's temperament has become more and more perverse recently, and when she and her biological father recognize each other, her mood must be agitated, so she needs to deal with it carefully.

He was just about to go to see the two of them, when his father, Liu Lao, a scholar, hurriedly came to him.

"Liu Yu, there is a big incident at the Temple of Mercy and Grace, you must rush over immediately. ”

"Father, what's the matter, I have a guest here to meet. ”

Old Scholar Liu obviously couldn't wait, and his eyes widened, "The guests here just let them wait, no one can die anyway." If it is any later on the side of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, many lives will be lost. ”

When Liu Yu heard that it was a major matter of human life, he had to send a servant to inform Li Jing and the others and ask them to wait in the study for a while.

A servant led the flying dragon to Liu Yu, and he flew on his horse and led ten of his subordinates, including Deputy Secretary Dong Neng, to the Temple of Mercy and Grace in person.

Liu Lao was not good at riding horses, so he specially asked the servants for a donkey that he used to transport firewood on weekdays, and followed the team far behind.

Ci'en Temple, founded in the 22nd year of Taizong Zhenguan, was the place where the Sanzang master Xuanzang translated the scriptures, and was one of the largest temples in Chang'an City.

The temple has been thriving incense, the monks in the temple are quite sophisticated, and the dignitaries of the court and the central government have close contacts, decades ago colluded with the government to occupy a large area of good land in Chang'an City, and then leased to the following merchants after the building was built. Regardless of the incense money, the monthly rent paid alone is tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Although the Huangchao army has besieged the city in recent years, and there are frequent famines in Chang'an City, Ci'en Temple, as usual, has not been affected much, and the monks still live a leisurely life of chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha.

Liu Yu and his subordinates rode through a very dilapidated alley, some of the houses had begun to collapse due to disrepair, and the walls covered with turtle stripes were overgrown with artemisia grass, a desolate scene. Occasionally, people dressed in tatters came out of the water from the half-collapsed roofed houses, and when they saw Liu Yu and his party, they were so frightened that they hurriedly hid in the corner.

Liu Yu sighed secretly in his heart, and led everyone through these depressed streets and alleys, and finally came to a slightly decent street, and saw the splendid Temple of Mercy and Grace in the distance. I saw several magnificent halls standing tall, and the roof tiles were inlaid with gold leaf, and the gold was brilliant in the sun's light, and it was very dazzling compared with the low and dilapidated houses around it.

Liu Yu led people to the outside of the Temple of Mercy and Grace.

Due to the chaos of the situation, the monks in the temple were afraid that the chaotic people would enter the temple and rob, so they sent more than a dozen monks to guard the door, all holding knives and sticks, and they looked very fierce. Except for high-ranking officials and nobles with status and money, ordinary poor people are not allowed to enter, otherwise they will be beaten out randomly.

Liu Yu looked at the empty gate of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, wondering where his father's "life-threatening event" had happened, when two monks guarding the gate stepped forward to stop his horse.

The second monk coldly looked his official uniform up and down, and muttered in a low voice, "Okay, third-grade official." ”

One of the monks patted his horsehair, opened his fat lips, and burped, and the smell of roast goose filled the air. He asked Liu Yu angrily, "Who is your surname, and where is your errand?"

Liu Yu smiled slightly, "I want to go to the temple to make a wish, does it have anything to do with where I am on an errand?"

"It's a big deal!" the fat-lipped monk said proudly, tilting his head, longing for his nostrils to face the sky, "Our abbot has a rule, the prince and the first-grade officials can offer big incense, and the second-grade to third-grade officials can offer medium incense, as for a small official like you below the third grade, you can only offer small incense, no opinion, right?" He stretched out his greasy hand to Liu Yu, "But, if you are willing to pay three hundred taels of incense money, I can consider letting you offer medium incense!"

The so-called big incense is a coarse incense mixed with precious agarwood, and the price is very high.

The incense does not contain agarwood, but the size is very large, and the panache is still there.

As for the small incense, it is only as thick as the wick of the candle, small and thin, which can be called shabby.

The Temple of Mercy and Grace has a special rule, in order to distinguish between high and low pilgrims, people who respect large, medium and small incense are not allowed to worship the Buddha in the same hall. In order to curry favor with the powerful and get the opportunity to be promoted, some lower-ranking officials often spend money to buy the opportunity to offer better incense, just to be in the same room with the powerful people they want to befriend. In this regard, the monks of Ci'en Monastery have long been accustomed to it, and blackmailing these petty officials is one of the main ways for them to accumulate wealth on weekdays.

"Oh, there are such rules?" Liu Yu's face remained unchanged, and he asked with a smile: "Didn't the Buddha say that all living beings are equal, why should the Buddha be divided into three, six, nine and so on?"

When the thick-lipped monk heard his remarks, he was furious and shouted, "If you don't want to worship the Buddha and you can't bear the silver, just get out of here." Our family in the Temple of Mercy and Grace has a great cause, and we are not inferior to a benefactor like you. Even a miser like you still wants to be promoted and make a fortune, I'm sorry!"

After the thick-lipped monk finished scolding, he defiantly spat fiercely in front of Liu Yuma, his eyes full of contempt.

When the rest of the monks guarding the door heard the quarrel, they all came around with knives and sticks to help the thick-lipped monks.

"Bullshit petty officer, get out, get out of here!"

"Isn't it just a third-grade official, I've seen a lot, what's so great. ”

"Tomorrow, let the abbot say to the six princes who came to worship the Buddha, and belittle this stupid official!"

"That's it, look at him and dare to be arrogant!"

"Get out, don't you get out, are you waiting for us to drive you away?!"

Seeing that these monks of Ci'en Temple were so arrogant, they dared to bully Lord Zhengqing, and they were so angry that their eyes were on fire. Dong Neng, as the deputy secretary of Dali Temple, how could he not share his worries for Lord Zhengqing, he stepped forward immediately, and was about to reason with these unreasonable monks, Liu Yu stretched out his hand to stop him.

Liu Yu's face was also flushed with anger, although he was a martial artist, he had no reason to do anything with these monks who were no different from him. These evil monks in front of them may not be able to chant scriptures, but it should be first-class to confuse the public and smear others. The situation was sensitive, and the Temple of Mercy and Grace had many believers, so he didn't want to provoke too many enemies for himself.

At this moment, Old Scholar Liu rode a donkey and arrived with more than forty panicked people.

It turned out that Liu Lao often tried cases with the officials of Dali Temple on weekdays, and the people saw that he was highly respected, so they especially liked to report to him. No, as soon as the old scholar Liu squatted comfortably in a pit this morning, more than a dozen people came to the door, saying that the monks of Ci'en Temple had taken their daughters and begged the people of Dali Temple to help them save people in the temple.

Liu Lao Pedant's eyes have never been able to tolerate sand, as soon as he heard that the evil monk robbed the people's daughter, where could he bear it, so he asked his son Liu Yu to quickly take people to Dali Temple to save people.