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Chapter 167 Fu Yi's suggestion still needs to be improved

Laitingfang is next to Yongchangfang. Because it is close to the imperial city, it is also one of the first choices for dignitaries to buy houses.

After all, the name of this workshop is very auspicious. The so-called coming to court means to meet the emperor.

When the sky was just getting dark, a refurbished carriage drove out from the mansion of Yang Quanjie, the prince Zuo Nei, who came from Tingfang, and opened the door to Tingfang amidst the sound of rolling wheels.

"Call..."

As soon as the vehicle came out of Laitingfang, the groom who was driving the cart suddenly pulled the reins with his hand, and the heads of the pack horses pulling the cart were pulled backwards, and the carriage stopped with a thud.

"Siquan, why didn't you say anything when you stopped?"

A head in a bun emerged from the curtain of the car.

"The lady almost kowtowed to the head just now, do you know..."

"Miss Cuiqiao, you can't blame me for this..."

The driver Siquan pouted forward.

"Who knew there was a woman squatting here."

"There is a woman squatting..."

The car curtain was opened again, revealing a beautiful and plump figure, who looked over with curious eyes.

"where?"

Taking advantage of the weak light at this time, the beautiful woman looked up and found that on the road ahead, there was a woman in a white skirt and a cloth scarf squatting on the ground, her body trembling. , as if weeping in mourning.

"There is indeed a woman crying..."

A look of unbearable expression appeared on the beautiful woman's face.

"It looks so pitiful, Cuiqiao, go ask her what's wrong, if you need help, I still have a little money here."

"Yes, lady!"

After the servant girl agreed, she opened the curtain, jumped out of the car nimbly, walked up to the woman in white, and tentatively patted her shoulder.

"Hey, why are you crying here, is there something sad?"

"Slave's husband..."

The woman in white was still squatting on the ground, shrugging her shoulders and crying.

"He actually cheated on his slave and wants to marry a new lover."

Cui Qiao opened her mouth after hearing what the woman in white said, as if she wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know how to persuade her, so she turned her head and said to the beautiful woman helplessly.

"Mistress, this woman's husband wants to marry a new lover behind her back."

"is it?"

At this time, the beautiful woman also got out of the car and walked over with a look of regret.

"It's really helpless for women to be unkind, so what are you going to do next? I still have some money here, if you have any other plans..."

"I don't want money,"

The woman in white was still crying, her body twitching, but her tone of voice seemed to have become darker.

"I only want……"

"what would you like?"

The beautiful woman didn't hear what the other party said, she took another step forward and moved her head closer.

"Speak louder."

"I only want……"

The woman in white put down the white sleeves that covered her face, and turned her head 180 degrees, revealing a face that was handsome but pale, and stared at her with two dull eyes.

"...Strangle you lowly maidservants to death!"

The incident happened suddenly, and the actions of the woman in white startled the beautiful woman who got off the carriage in an instant, causing her to let out a piercing scream.

"Ghost!"

Then, the beautiful woman smartly ran towards the coachman, her conscience was bouncing up and down because of her hasty movements.

The woman in white stretched out her hands, as if she was really going to strangle her, and followed behind her.

Before the beautiful woman ran to the side of the carriage, she saw that the driver who was driving the carriage dropped his whip without hesitation, threw off his legs, and ran towards the gate of the courtyard behind him. The speed is extremely fast, and both legs seem to run out of phantoms!
"Mistress, don't be afraid..."

On the contrary, Cuiqiao, who looked like a small girl, closed her eyes and rushed towards the female ghost in white without any hesitation.

"I will protect you!"

boom!
The little maid was knocked over by the female ghost in white, and then the female ghost stretched out her hands again and rushed towards the beautiful woman.

"You maidservant, stop, I'm going to strangle you to death!"

"Ahhh...help..."

While calling for help, the beautiful woman circled her carriage and started playing hide-and-seek with the female ghost, but because the burden on his chest was so heavy that it affected her speed, causing her to avoid danger, several times They were almost caught by the female ghost.

At this critical moment, a snow-colored sword light suddenly lit up in front of the beautiful woman's eyes.

"cut!"

As soon as the sword light fell, it stabbed down from the top of the female ghost in white.

The next moment, the body of the female ghost in white became stiff, and she raised her hands horizontally, and then heard a crash, and the female ghost's body collapsed like a building block, turning into a pile of snow-white bones. Covered with a cloth scarf.

Swish!
After a soft sound, a little Taoist priest in white has already landed lightly, with a hook of his finger, the three-foot autumn water has flown back behind him, and then he saw his sleeves flick.

"receive!"

In an instant, neither the bones on the ground nor the cloth scarf disappeared.

"It's all right now, this lady... Hey, it turns out to be the eldest lady of the Yang family!"

The white-clothed Taoist turned his head to look at the frightened beautiful woman, smiled and slapped him.

"The poor are polite!"

"It turned out to be Qingwei Daoist..."

Looking at this handsome little Taoist priest in front of her, Yang Mudan, the eldest lady of the Yang family, suddenly felt her heart pounding and her conscience trembling up and down.

"Thank you little Daoist for saving your life."

"It's getting so early..."

Kong Qing looked up at Dongfang, which had just lit up, and asked in doubt.

"My lady, what are you going to do?"

"that……"

Yang Mudan first twitched a few times, and then looked around to see that there was no one around, the coachman had not come back, and Cuiqiao was still lying on the ground, so she moved a little closer and said in a low voice that Kong Qing could hear clearly .

"My family plans to go to Yanxing Temple to watch the excitement."

"Watching the fun?"

Kong Qing repeated a sentence strangely.

"That's right, Daoist Qingwei, you don't know that the former eminent monk of the Fa Hua Sect, the Great Monk Ji Zang, announced not long ago that he has established a new Buddhist sect called San Lun Sect."

Yang Mudan enthusiastically taught Kong Qing homework.

"In the past two days, Monk Ji Zang was holding a Dharma meeting in Yanxing Temple, debating scriptures with other monks and laymen. If he wins, then the Sanlun Sect can officially establish a faction. If he loses, his Sanlun sect will be officially established. Zong is yellow..."

"what……"

Kong Qing blinked and became interested.

The monk debate competition, I have never seen such an interesting thing.

"However, this kind of puja is generally not very meaningful..."

Yang Mudan looked left and right again, and told Kong Qing the truth.

"Because Monk Jizang is an eminent monk after all, even if he loses the debate, he will not beat others. In fact, the meeting of opinions requires those young masters to argue with each other. They are young and powerful, and they often change their opinions after a few sentences on stage. It has become a full martial arts practice, which is very exciting."

Kong Qing blinked silently.

Didn't it mean that this lady of the Yang family is an orthodox Buddhist?
Why do you feel that the future of Buddhism is very worrying?

"But today is different..."

Anyway, having told the truth, Yang Mudan simply told the whole story.

"During the court meeting yesterday, Fu Yi actually proposed to the current saint that all the monks and nuns should return to vulgarity, and then pair them up for marriage. He said that this would increase the country's population by hundreds of thousands and tax by millions. It is said that the saint Very emotional.

If the sage really agrees to this matter, then Buddhism will really be over. "

Yang Mudan clenched her fists with an excited expression.

Kong Qing's mouth twitched.

Madam Yang, you are a follower of Buddhism, you should not be so excited if you take pills from Buddhism!

Kong Qing asked tentatively.

"Then lady, what you went to Yanxing Temple to see was the excitement of Buddhist pills?"

"certainly……"

Yang Mudan said confidently.

"At this time, no matter whether it is the great monk Ji Zang or the rest of the monks, I am afraid that they have no intention of holding any Dharma conference, but this Dharma conference has been held for several days, and now it cannot be stopped..."

Yang Mudan secretly giggled, like a little fox who has eaten a chicken.

"So the expressions on the faces of the eminent monks who are debating today must be pretty. Maybe you can see them absent-mindedly saying the wrong thing. Thinking about it makes people look forward to it."

Kong Qing blinked silently.

What kind of evil did Buddhism do to produce such a believer.

At this moment, Cuiqiao, who was knocked out by the female ghost in white, finally woke up slowly, clutching her head.

"Miss, be careful... Hey, why is Qingwei Daoist here?"

"..."

After sending Yang Mudan and the little maid Cuiqiao back to the Yang Mansion, Kong Qing entered the imperial city directly through the gate between Yongchangfang and Yongxingfang, and arrived at the Taishi Bureau. A writing brush, sitting on the stone table next to the corridor, writing and scratching, as if it was counting something important.

"Old Shu, what are you doing?"

"It's the master!"

Shu Chuo raised his head, and when he saw that it was Kong Qing, he immediately showed a bright smile.

"Someone is helping Fu Yi perfect his proposal."

"Help Fu Yi perfect his proposal?"

After hearing Shu Chuo's words, Kong Qing sat down next to him with great interest.

"Is it the proposal that all the monks and nuns should be returned to vulgar life, and then they will be married?"

"That's right!"

Shu Chuo knelt and sat beside the corridor, stroking his beard with his hands, seeming very knowledgeable.

"Although Fu Yi's idea is good, there are many inappropriate points in it, which must be improved..."

"Oh……"

Hearing what Shu Chuo said, Kong Qing immediately asked with great interest.

"Old Shu, what do you think is inappropriate and needs to be improved?"

"Do you want to say the most inappropriate thing?"

Shu Chuo looked left and right, then lowered his voice and smiled slickly.

"Of course Fu Yi miscalculated the number of nuns..."

"Number of nuns?"

Kong Qing repeated with some puzzlement.

"That's right! Headmaster, think about it carefully..."

Saying that, Shu Chuo winked at Kong Qing and winked.

"There are a total of more than one hundred monasteries in Chang'an, among which there are more than [-] monk temples, and less than [-] nunnery temples. The number of monks and nuns is not enough. If it is really necessary to divide them, about five monks can Divide a nun, what do you think is going on?"

Kong Qing blinked silently.

He Zhe Shu Chuo, you have been tossing around for a long time, is it that the ratio of five to one monks to nuns is inappropriate?
"If you follow Fu Yi's suggestion..."

Shu Chuo poked a few numbers on the paper on the stone table with the brush in his hand.

"In the end, there must be at least more than 10,000 monks who can't be assigned as nuns and head of the courtyard. These are all factors of instability!"

Kong Qing nodded numbly.

"Old Shu, what you said makes sense."

"And there is another point that Fu Yi didn't think through clearly, that is how to match the monk and the nun. Hey, the head of the courtyard, what do you think of the method of drawing lots?"

Shu Chuo stroked his beard with his hands, looking as if he was thinking seriously.

"However, in this case, should monks draw lots to catch nuns, or nuns should draw lots to catch monks..."

Kong Qing's mouth twitched.

It has to be said that ever since Shu Chuo had the hope of entering Taoism, this old guy has become more and more unreliable.

"No, no matter who arrests whom, monks and nuns have to be divided into grades according to their ages first, and then arrested..."

Shu Chuo twirled his beard and nodded, still thinking seriously.

"Otherwise, if you catch a little nun for an 80-year-old eminent monk, isn't that a scam?"

Kong Qing nodded silently.

Indeed, if this kind of thing happened, it would really have cheated that little nun.

Then, Kong Qing heard Shu Chuo say.

"Otherwise, what if the 80-year-old eminent monk dies immediately in the little nun's stomach? Wouldn't her reputation of more than [-] years be wiped out?"

Kong Qing's eyes twitched.

Your 80 years old monks have all drawn lots for the little nun. What are you talking about with me about the reputation of 80 years?
"Old Shu, stop talking about these useless things."

Kong Qing stretched out his hand to tug on Shu Chuo's clothes, interrupted him who was still thinking about the monks returning to secular life, and reminded him.

"Didn't you tell Pindao that something happened to Jing Zhaowei's house?"

(End of this chapter)