Today is the last day for Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan to stay in the ancestral court of Buddhism, they have decided to leave tomorrow to return to the imperial capital, after all, it has been a long time since they came out, especially Xiao Zhinan, as the chief princess regent, has the duty of training and supervising the country, and it is not good to leave the imperial capital for too long.

In addition, the affairs on the Buddhism side have been dealt with almost completely, and it is no longer meaningful to stay here, during this time, Xu Beiyou has listened to the lectures of the abbot Qiuyue and the six first seats, which has its own benefits, as for how to go to the next level, that is his own business, whether to stay in the Buddhism again, it is not very important.

At this time, the hospitality of the ancestral court of Buddhism is empty, only Xu Beiyou and Xiao Zhinan, both of whom are sitting on the futon, in the middle is a small square table of red red sandalwood from the inside, there are plates, dishes and chopsticks on the table, all of which are the best of the great Chu official kiln, especially the two porcelain bowls, which are blue celadon with open pieces, as thin as rice paper, at first glance it is a piece of cyan, and a light blue is revealed from it at first glance, and it is placed in the ordinary family, I am afraid that it will be enshrined as a rare antique, where it will be directly used to serve rice, although the chopsticks are ordinary, but they are also made of good ivory, and the color is like gold, and the chopsticks are inlaid with silver, and the palace is just like thatIt can be seen that the depth of Buddhism's heritage is far better than those so-called families that have been inherited for more than 100 years.

Xiao Zhinan eats very quietly, chews slowly, chopsticks and dishes will not collide for half a minute, there is no sound for half a minute, elegant and dignified.

On the other hand, Xu Beiyou is not rude, but he has nothing to do with an elegant word, and he says that he does not eat or sleep, but Xu Beiyou grew up in the village since he was a child, and he has also had the experience of sitting on the threshold to eat, so he naturally did not develop such a habit, and even Xiao Zhinan broke the iron rules that could not be beaten in the first twenty years.

As usual, Xu Beiyou took the initiative to speak, and said with a smile: "Calculate carefully, I haven't eaten so seriously for more than a year, but I drank a lot of wine. ”

Xiao Zhinan put down the rice bowl in her hand when she heard this, although she broke her rule of not saying anything, she still wouldn't speak when chewing, until she swallowed all the rice grains in her mouth, and then said: "This is yellow sorghum rice, the ears are big and the hair is long, the grain and rice are thicker than the white sorghum, and the harvest is small, and it is not tolerant to water and drought." The fragrance of food is beautiful, more than all the sorghum, the person name is bamboo root yellow, it can be regarded as a taste of medicinal materials, after being taken by Buddhism, it is accompanied by the water of the mountain spring of the ancestral court of Buddhism and the water of the snow mountain to soak it, neutralize the irritability, and then steam it in the pot, take sandalwood as firewood, do not produce fireworks at the same time, make the aroma soak into the rice grains, just these two bowls of rice, put it outside, a thousand taels of silver are also difficult to find. ”

Xu Beiyou picked up a few crystal clear rice grains with chopsticks, and sighed: "Rice alone costs so much, so let alone these vegetarian dishes, wouldn't you and I have to eat tens of thousands of taels of silver for a meal?"

Xiao Zhinan put a mouthful of rice into his mouth and chewed slowly for a while before swallowing it.

At this moment, she suddenly understood in her heart why her father couldn't get along with the Daomen. In the twenty-first year of Chengping, the Qinghe River flooded five counties in one go, and hundreds of thousands of victims were affected, but the imperial court did not have the silver to provide disaster relief, and asked Xiao Bai to go to Jiangdu to raise money and food. Although the imperial court pays tens of millions of taxes every year, there are more places for the imperial court to spend money, such as military salaries and ordnance, weapons and armor, military rations and horses, city embankments, disaster relief and grain, hundreds of officials, royal expenses, etc., which do not need money.

The court has no money, and the people have no money, and if it is in time for the disaster year, there are many people who sell their children and daughters and leave their homes.

The people have no surplus food, the treasury has no surplus, where does the money go?

Today, it seems that a Buddhist ancestral court, nearly 10,000 monks, do not produce, but can still be so luxurious, just a meal, plus dishes, chopsticks and plates, I am afraid that there will be more than 100,000 taels of silver, to look at the big from the small, how rich the whole Buddhism is, I am afraid that the Mu family, who has been sitting in the three states of Northeast China for nearly a hundred years, can not be compared.

Not to mention the Daomen, which is superior to Buddhism.

These sects stand in the world, even more than those wealthy families, not to mention the two Taoist sects, that is, the sword sect is far inferior to the past, and it also has hundreds of millions of properties in the south of the Yangtze River.

At the beginning, if the father and emperor had allowed the Daomen to continue to expand greatly, it would not have been a compliment to be rich enough to rival the country.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhinan couldn't help but sigh softly.

The number of people in the sect is only a drop in the bucket of the people, but the wealth in their hands can surpass the people of all the people, whose fault is this? Is it the fault of the imperial court? Is it the fault of the sect? Is it the fault of the Taoist ancestor and the Buddha? Is it the fault of God?

Xiao Zhinan didn't dare to think about it anymore, her father and brother had died on the word "heaven", and she didn't want or dare to repeat the mistakes of the past.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the fine house, and then someone knocked on the door lightly and said, "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and Sect Master Xu are there?"

Xu Beiyou put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, got up from the futon, and asked, "Who is it?"

The person from outside replied respectfully: "Sect Master Xu, Governor Cha Qing has arrived in the temple and wants to ask to see Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and Sect Master Xu. ”

Xu Beiyou turned his head to look at Xiao Zhinan.

It happened that Xiao Zhinan also looked towards Xu Beiyou.

The two looked at each other, silent.

The people outside the door waited quietly, not daring to say more.

After a while, Xu Beiyou spoke: "You ask Governor Chadu to come over." ”

The man outside the door said yes and immediately turned and left.

After a short time, Zha Qing pushed the door in, first put the wooden box in his arms aside, and then knelt down and kowtowed: "The criminal minister Zha Qing knocks to see the eldest princess regent, and knocks to see the little pavilion elder." ”

At this time, Xiao Zhinan had already gotten up from the futon, came to the chair in the south and north positions of the Jingshe and sat down, raised his hand and said, "Governor Chadu, please get up." ”

Zha Qing promised, got up slowly, then bowed his head and bent over, holding the wooden box with both hands.

Xu Beiyou stepped forward to take the wooden box in Cha Qing's hand, and said warmly: "This time to pacify the three states and one capital in the northeast, the governor of Cha Du is a man of great merit, please take a seat." ”

After Zha Qing thanked him, he sat upright and did not squint.

Xu Beiyou handed the wooden box to Xiao Zhinan.

Xiao Zhinan didn't pick it up immediately, but looked at Zha Qing, his tone trembled slightly, and asked knowingly, "What is this?"

Cha Qing immediately got up and replied, "Back to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, what is in the box is ...... The head of Mu Tangzhi. ”

Cha Qing is a thoughtful person, and he knows that Mu Tangzhi has a close relationship with the Xiao brothers and sisters since he was a child, so he did not add a sentence of "anti-king" at this time, so as not to offend Xiao Zhinan, who was touching the scene, and did not call him the King of Liao, so as not to appear that he was still remembering the old master and being jealous of the old pavilion, but by the name of Mu Tang, impartial, and not offended.

After Xiao Zhinan heard this, his face finally showed a little sadness, and he didn't pick up the wooden box.

Since she didn't want to see it, Xu Beiyou did it for her, pushed open the lid of the wooden box, and a lifelike human head was lying in it, it was Mu Tangzhi, the king of Liao, who had called for wind and rain in the three states of Northeast China, only to see that his eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, as if he was laughing, the whole human head had been disposed of, so there was no half of blood.

Xu Beiyou condensed for a long time, and sighed softly, "Brother Mu, we meet again." ”

Naturally, the head in the box will not reply.

Then he closed the lid of the box and returned the wooden box to Cha Qing's hand, "There is Lao Cha Dudu, and please ask Cha Du Du to collect and bury the body of King Mu, so as not to hurt Mu's family." ”

Cha Qing took the wooden box, promised heavily, and then slowly retreated.

After Zha Qing left, Xiao Zhinan said quietly: "There will be no big war in Jiangbei from now on." ”