"The false praise of the shopkeeper of the big money!" Sima Changqing was complacent, obviously very satisfied with the poems he had made.

On the side, there is a little guy who is proficient in literature and ink, and he works hard to write and record the poems made by Sima Changqing.

This Qian Sanfeng has held several poetry meetings, and each time he will send a special servant to transcribe and transcribe the classic sentences above the poetry meeting, and then compile them into a book and distribute them to the celebrities who came to the banquet as a souvenir, and this year is naturally no exception.

The little guy, when he heard the praise of the owner, naturally understood it and recorded this poem.

After the little man finished recording, he presented the poem to Sima Changqing to watch, and then asked him to nominate and leave the word.

Sima Changqing was not polite, picked up the pen and ink and waved his hand, and a big character of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance jumped on the paper, and then Sima Changqing threw the pen, picked up a glass of wine from the waterway again, raised his head and drank it all, and then laughed a long time, showing a group of celebrities and unruly.

Sima Changqing's move, above the poetry club of Qian Sanfeng, also has a name, called the inscription of the leader, although this leader is not the final leader of the poetry club, but the first inscription is always a little different in people's psychology.

The first pen to leave a word on this collection of poems obviously has a lot of attraction for these famous scholars and Confucian scholars, and most of the Confucian scholars and scholars are looking at Sima Changqing's chic and proud appearance with envy.

After doing all this, Sima Changqing smiled and said, "Brothers, the younger brother was lucky to come out on top, according to the rules, but it's time to come up with the question!"

All the celebrities present were all arrogant people, and they all looked at Sima Changqing arrogantly when they heard the words.

Sima Changqing laughed, then pointed to a pine on the edge of the cliff and said, "This next question, I will take this old pine as the topic, and please show your strengths!"

After finishing speaking, Changqing threw off his robe and sat back in place.

Ye Qingxuan has no such experience in his two lives combined, in his previous life, he was a graduate college student with correct three views and dedication, and in this life he was a quiet and indifferent little Taoist priest, and his poetry and writing were basically not on his own.

Ye Qingxuan came here just to borrow money, poetry or something, he didn't plan to participate at all, even Yuan Feng on the side just happened to be at the meeting and came to make up for someone.

Don't look at Yuan Feng's talent, he often dresses up as a boy in brocade, in fact, he doesn't know anything about poetry at all, if you want him to compose poetry, it is better to let him fight with others.

So the two of them didn't care about the celebrities fighting wine and poetry in the field, but just took the opportunity to be led by Yuan Feng and discussed the loan with the big shopkeeper of Qian Sanfeng.

As the largest money bank in Jingzhou, Yulon Money Bank will naturally not only do the business of exchanging silver bills, but also deposit, lending, exchange, and even mortgage pawn, all kinds of money-related businesses, this Yulon Money Bank has been involved.

After talking with Qian Sanfeng for a while, Ye Qingxuan smacked his tongue in his heart, the vision of the big money shopkeeper of Yulon Money Village was really extraordinary.

The function of this money bank is basically not much worse than the bank in his previous life, "No wonder the big shopkeeper of this money has such confidence, and he really can't underestimate any giant who stands at the top of their field!"

Originally, borrowing money was one of the business projects of the bank, but this business was only open to large families or merchants, otherwise Yulon money would lend money to a poor person, and the poor would take the money to squander, and even if it sued the government, or even took that person's life, it would probably be useless.

Ye Qingxuan, a little Taoist priest who has lived in the mountains for a long time, is naturally not qualified to borrow, so he needs Yuan Feng to come forward and introduce him.

With Yuan Feng's introduction, things went very smoothly.

Ye Qingxuan was going to borrow 50,000 taels of silver bills at one time this time, which sounded like a lot, but in fact, it was Ye Qingxuan's careful calculation before he came to the conclusion.

According to the rules of Yulon Qianzhuang, 50,000 taels of silver are borrowed for fifteen years, and 4,000 taels of silver need to be repaid every year, which means that Ye Qingxuan needs to repay more than 10,000 taels of silver in the end, but this is already the biggest discount given by Qian Sanfeng for the sake of Yuan Feng's face.

It's not that Ye Qingxuan doesn't want to borrow more, it's the first time that Yulon Money Village has done business with Ye Qingxuan, so he has to be a lot more cautious, besides, this time Princess Lingyang is on an envoy, and Yulon Money Village is doing things for the state pastor Sima Rui, and the silver is spent like water, and it is roughly estimated that there are always hundreds of thousands of taels.

If they want to maintain the rest of the money bank's business, 50,000 taels of silver, it is also the limit they can take out at this time, of course, the money shopkeeper also promised Ye Qingxuan that if the two sides cooperate happily, when the money bank recovers the rest of the money, it is not impossible to borrow again.

The guests and hosts on both sides enjoyed themselves, seeing that the business was about to be decided, and at this time, they killed a Cheng Cheng to bite the gold halfway!

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" Seeing that the shopkeeper of the big money was about to nod his head and sign the contract, a Buddha horn came from the side.

Monk Liyan watched coldly without saying a word, seeing that good things were about to come true, so he spoke out to stop him, which was really ill-intentioned.

But how can Qian Sanfeng always believe in Buddhism, the abbot of Liyan who flew to the temple is a well-known monk, even if it is the Qingjing Temple in Xiangyang City, it is also built after the disciple of Master Liyan went down the mountain, and Qian Sanfeng is naturally the largest pilgrim believer.

Moreover, Qian Sanfeng himself was a friend and loyal fan of Master Li Yan, and when he suddenly heard Li Yan's voice, he couldn't help but look up at the old monk, and the meaning of inquiry in his eyes was obvious.

"Donor Qian decided slowly, the old man is here to borrow money, just like this Qingxuan donor!" The old monk had a kind smile on his face, and his hands folded towards Ye Qingxuan and Qian Sanfeng's jaws.

The old monk Li Yan clearly knew that Ye Qingxuan and he were generally monks, but he still called him by the name of the benefactor, obviously not recognizing Ye Qingxuan's identity as a Taoist priest, and wanted to attack Ye Qingxuan from the most fundamental point.

Ye Qingxuan didn't know what the old monk was thinking, that day in front of the Qingjing Temple, the old monk wanted to use the bitter sea theory to save him, but he was speechless by him, at this critical moment, the old monk came to the bad thing again, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but be angry in his heart.

You must know that our Qingxuan Dao Leader has always had a small heart, and this old monk was remembered by Ye Qingxuan at this time.

No matter what Ye Qingxuan thought in his heart, Qian Sanfeng attached great importance to Li Yan, but Fang Cai and Ye Qingxuan had basically finalized the details, and when he looked at Yuan Feng, who had an unhappy face on the side, he was also in a dilemma for a while.

"Master, you see that I have basically agreed with Daoist Qingxuan, why don't you look at it next time?" The shopkeeper also knows that businessmen, and the most important thing is the word reputation, so he thought for a moment, and then said to the abbot of Liyan.

"Nan Wu Amitabha! Reshaping the golden body of the Buddha, what a meritorious person, it can't be delayed for a moment!" The abbot of Liyan had a compassionate look on his face, his hands were folded, and he continued in his mouth, "Presumably, the Qingxuan donor, is also a reasonable person, my Buddha is merciful, purifying the world, and the construction of the temple can naturally be postponed a little!"

"Hmph!" Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly when he heard this, this monk is really too bullying, the Buddha of your family is a god, and the ancestor of my family is a weed on the side of the road?

Although it has not yet reached that step at this time, how can Ye Qingxuan give in, if he retreats, he will definitely have a flawed Dao heart, so what kind of Tao does he still cultivate, what kind of skills does he practice? Jump directly from this Huiji Mountain!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan said coldly, then turned the dust in his hand, and said coldly and indifferently, "This master, you worship your Buddha, I am confident in my Tianzun, if it is about the Tao, how can your Buddha be compared with my Sanqing Tianzun!?"

Besides, what does the construction of the temple in my Yuxu Palace have to do with your Buddhism, and how can I make way for the construction of a golden body for your Buddha?

Speaking of this, Ye Qingxuan paused slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and then continued, "Even if the Buddha of your family came to the world, when he saw my Shangqing Patriarch, he also obediently called his master, throughout the ages, the master is current, where is there a disciple to speak?"

Ye Qingxuan's words were inexplicable, how could his own Buddha become a disciple of his family's Shangqing Patriarch, it was simply unreasonable.

"This little Taoist priest is talking nonsense, it's just blasphemy against the Buddha!" Abbot Liyan only felt that he had a pure and glazed Buddha heart, and because of Ye Qingxuan's robbery, he became angry and angry, and he pronounced a few Buddha horns in a row, and then calmed down.

At this time, the abbot of Li Yan only thought that Ye Qingxuan was talking nonsense, and the purpose of his coming here was to make trouble for Ye Qingxuan, and the other was to borrow money by the way, so Li Yan, who had learned Ye Qingxuan's tongue, ignored him, just smiled and looked at Qian Sanfeng fixedly.

He made up his mind in his heart that as long as he was pregnant with Ye Qingxuan's good deeds and he couldn't cultivate Taoism, the pilgrim faith that was lost at that time would naturally return to his Buddha Gate Feilai Temple!

In this way, who is more intelligent between the Buddha and the Tao, the world should have a decision!