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Chapter 59 These monks are rich, very rich, very rich!
Chapter 59 These monks are rich, very rich, very rich!
In the next few days, Kong Qing's life seemed to be calm again.
Get up every morning to practice swords for half an hour, eat breakfast after starting physical activity, then go straight to the gate of Zhuangyan Temple to collect wool, chat with Kunlun Numoli after closing the stall in the afternoon, and then go back to Qingduguan or go to Xishi Zhao’s house Da Niangzi's restaurant has a delicious meal.
After a few days of precipitation, Kong Qing has gradually mastered his own strength after establishing the foundation, and also re-learned Qinglian Sword Song seriously.
Almost every time he practiced, Kong Qing could feel the improvement of his sword skills.
The Pei family's doing meritorious deeds has started quietly. In addition to the restoration project of Qingdu Temple, Kong Qing also received their first relief from the panel yesterday afternoon. The merits of the poor.
Although the merits are not much, only about ten points, but Kong Qing believes that as long as the Pei family continues to do good deeds according to his proposal, then he will still receive the merits of continuous feedback.
Small water flows long, and size is also an entry.
The only thing that made Kong Qing feel a little puzzled was that the gang of thieves and monks in Zhuangyan Temple had really remained silent.
During this period of time, Kong Qing threw an identification technique on everyone who intended to get close to him without even looking at them, but so far he still didn't find anything.
Even Kong Qing, some passing monks of the Zhuangyan Temple, did not see any plans against him from their panels.
It's quite puzzling!
Could it be that these monks are really cowardly?
But the problem is that Pindao is still holding your hand. If you just let Pindao go like this, aren't you afraid that Pindao will make what you did public?
Could it be that you are so confident that it doesn't matter even if Pindao is exposed to you?
After hesitating for a few days, Kong Qing decided to go to Zhuangyan Temple to investigate sometime in the evening.
Well, that's right, after establishing the foundation and entering the Tao, Kong Qing felt that he had swelled...
With the free-flying bamboo dragonfly, coupled with his own Taoist skills, the swordsmanship of the sword fairy Li Qinglian and the ancient dust suit, it can be said that he can attack and retreat and defend...
The world is free to go!
If it doesn't work, there is still a dwarf holding a cannon in the demon refining pot on Kong Qing's waist, and he can change his outfit with one click at any time.
As long as it doesn't reach the level where Yuan Tiangang's identification technique can't read the information, then no matter whether it's a human or a monster, Kong Qing is sure to use a dwarf with a cannon to teach him how to be a human being.
Under the troll, all living beings are equal!
So, after Kong Qing felt that he had completely digested the power and perception after the foundation establishment, on a dark and windy night, a bamboo dragonfly flew across the night sky silently on his head, and flew in the direction of the Zhuangyan Temple.
Suspended in the sky above Chang'an City at night, the gap between rich and poor in Chang'an City can be seen almost at a glance.
Intensive lights flickered in the Tai Chi Palace in Da Nei, the imperial city in the north.The square market on both sides of Taiji Palace is also brightly lit, dotted with stars, very eye-catching in the dark night.
Of course, the most eye-catching one was a certain market located in the southeast corner of the imperial city. It could be said that the candles were brightly lit, as if it were daytime, and Kong Qing could vaguely hear the sound of singing and dancing coming from that market.
That's right, there is the famous Pingkangfang where there are many ragged ladies and sisters!
From the north to the south, the dots of lights began to gradually become scarce. After passing through Yongle Square where Kong Qing was, there might only be two or three candles in a certain square city. Many squares and cities are pitch-black, with no candles at all.
In the dark south of Chang'an City, the Zhuangyan Temple in the southwest corner seems to have suddenly protruded, and the brightness of the lights is close to that of Daming Palace, second only to Pingkangfang.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Kong Qingfei looked at the brightly lit Zhuangyan Temple in the night sky outside the Zhuangyan Temple, and then looked back at the Qingdu Temple with only one or two lights flickering. Tears of envy were about to flow from the corners of his mouth.
"This group of monks is really too rich, too extravagant, too extravagant... No, we have to steal from the rich and give to the poor."
What Kong Qing didn’t know was that since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the widespread spread of Buddhism in China led to a sharp increase in the wealth of the Sangha. By the time of the Sui Daye period, there were a total of 980 Buddhist temples and 23 monks and nuns in the country. 200 people.
Please note that the number of monks and nuns mentioned here only refers to those monks and nuns who officially shaved their heads and became monks. Neither do slaves.
Some people want to say, don't monks practice in temples?Isn't the work in the temple all done by the monks themselves?Why are there slaves in the temple?
In fact, since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the status of monks is very high. Monks will never do rough work such as sweeping the floor, washing clothes, and cleaning. Monks are responsible for chanting, meditating, and practicing every day. Other things are done by slaves. Completed.
Otherwise, why would Fu Yi say that these monks are moths?
These regulations that monks must do their own labor to make a living will not be implemented until the Zen master Baizhang Huaihai, who was born 100 years later, formulates the clear regulations for Baizhang.
Today's monks are basically masters, and they have slaves to take care of their daily chores, and their small lives are still very comfortable.
According to historical records, Tang Wuzong directly liberated 15 slaves and maidservants from the monk's temple when he exterminated Buddhism, turning them into two tax households.
This is after Li Tang suppressed the development of monks by Li Yuan and Li Shimin for more than 100 years. These monks can find 10,000+ slaves in their temples. Now, that is, in the early Tang Dynasty, the number of slaves will only increase .
And just as Kong Qing said, these monks are rich, very rich, very rich!
Not to mention anything else, these 4000 monk temples alone own more than [-] million mu of land. Even after the war just happened, a large number of people died, and the land has become the price of cabbage. The value is also worth tens of billions, which does not include valuables such as gold and silver donated by believers and floating wealth.
It is not too much to say that these monks are as rich as an enemy!
"Well, where do you find it?"
Kong Qing was floating in the sky above the Zhuangyan Temple, looking at the bright lights below, he felt that he was in a bit of trouble.
"I remember that in the resumes of those monks, there seemed to be a name that appeared very frequently, and I also met him when I met Yang Mudan, the eldest lady of the Yang family. It seems to be called Fazheng..."
Kong Qing's body was like a ghost in the air, and it floated down to the roof of the front hall of the Zhuangyan Temple without a sound, and he poked his head out and looked down.
"Where is that monk Fazheng?"
I saw four long-burning lamps as big as sea bowls lit on the left, right, front and back of the front hall, and two rows of candles were lit in front of the shrine in the hall.
Kong Qing sniffed lightly.
"It's really extravagant, to actually use sesame oil to light a lamp, the poor Qingduguan would not even be willing to use sesame oil for cooking!"
Against the backdrop of the lights, Kong Qing saw a ten-year-old novice novice sitting on a futon in the corner, dozing off bit by bit, holding a wooden fish hammer in his hand.
"Well, it's you, identification technique..."
A translucent panel silently emerged beside the little monk.
Name: Mingxin
Identity: Sami of Zhuangyan Temple
Age: 12 years old
In the past: when he was ten years old, his father died in the rebel army, and when he was 11 years old, his mother was sick and died, so he sold himself into Zhuangyan Temple. Because of his clever appearance, he was favored by the wise monk of Zhuangyan Temple, and he received the novice precepts and became the head of the temple. novices.
Now: Because of the injury of Monk Jingyan, he was angered by Monk Fazheng and arranged to be on night shift.
Future: After traversing the Fahua, I thought that the divine light shines everywhere, so I changed the name of the Dharma to Shenzhao. Later, I went to Ye and went to Master Xiuxiu to listen to the Mahayana theory, and Master Xu Zhoukong to listen to the Miscellaneous Heart Theory.People at that time said: "Henan takes photos once."Yingsheng does not call in vain.Zhenguan died in Anye Temple.
"what!"
Kong Qing scanned the future profile of this little novice, and looked at the dozing little novice below in surprise.
The Fahua sect, the largest religion of Buddhism, is really full of talents. I just grabbed a handful of them in the temple and caught a future eminent monk.
Kong Qing looked at the photo of the future eminent monk below, and thought about the group of people left by his master Xuancheng...
It's really human-to-human, maddening!
Kong Qing pursed his lips, and his divine sense began to search quickly on the panel of this future eminent monk.
"Monk Fazheng... Well, this is the scene where he is swearing at people, this is the scene where he is speaking, this is the scene where he is kicking people... Is this bastard monk a human being? Children in their teens will go straight to it. Did you kick...
I found it, the residence of the monk Fazheng, let me take a look, um... the south side of the Zhuangyan Temple, Zhishi Zhiyuan. "
Kong Qing turned his head on the eaves and looked somewhere in the temple.
"Monk Fazheng, I found you!"
(End of this chapter)
In the next few days, Kong Qing's life seemed to be calm again.
Get up every morning to practice swords for half an hour, eat breakfast after starting physical activity, then go straight to the gate of Zhuangyan Temple to collect wool, chat with Kunlun Numoli after closing the stall in the afternoon, and then go back to Qingduguan or go to Xishi Zhao’s house Da Niangzi's restaurant has a delicious meal.
After a few days of precipitation, Kong Qing has gradually mastered his own strength after establishing the foundation, and also re-learned Qinglian Sword Song seriously.
Almost every time he practiced, Kong Qing could feel the improvement of his sword skills.
The Pei family's doing meritorious deeds has started quietly. In addition to the restoration project of Qingdu Temple, Kong Qing also received their first relief from the panel yesterday afternoon. The merits of the poor.
Although the merits are not much, only about ten points, but Kong Qing believes that as long as the Pei family continues to do good deeds according to his proposal, then he will still receive the merits of continuous feedback.
Small water flows long, and size is also an entry.
The only thing that made Kong Qing feel a little puzzled was that the gang of thieves and monks in Zhuangyan Temple had really remained silent.
During this period of time, Kong Qing threw an identification technique on everyone who intended to get close to him without even looking at them, but so far he still didn't find anything.
Even Kong Qing, some passing monks of the Zhuangyan Temple, did not see any plans against him from their panels.
It's quite puzzling!
Could it be that these monks are really cowardly?
But the problem is that Pindao is still holding your hand. If you just let Pindao go like this, aren't you afraid that Pindao will make what you did public?
Could it be that you are so confident that it doesn't matter even if Pindao is exposed to you?
After hesitating for a few days, Kong Qing decided to go to Zhuangyan Temple to investigate sometime in the evening.
Well, that's right, after establishing the foundation and entering the Tao, Kong Qing felt that he had swelled...
With the free-flying bamboo dragonfly, coupled with his own Taoist skills, the swordsmanship of the sword fairy Li Qinglian and the ancient dust suit, it can be said that he can attack and retreat and defend...
The world is free to go!
If it doesn't work, there is still a dwarf holding a cannon in the demon refining pot on Kong Qing's waist, and he can change his outfit with one click at any time.
As long as it doesn't reach the level where Yuan Tiangang's identification technique can't read the information, then no matter whether it's a human or a monster, Kong Qing is sure to use a dwarf with a cannon to teach him how to be a human being.
Under the troll, all living beings are equal!
So, after Kong Qing felt that he had completely digested the power and perception after the foundation establishment, on a dark and windy night, a bamboo dragonfly flew across the night sky silently on his head, and flew in the direction of the Zhuangyan Temple.
Suspended in the sky above Chang'an City at night, the gap between rich and poor in Chang'an City can be seen almost at a glance.
Intensive lights flickered in the Tai Chi Palace in Da Nei, the imperial city in the north.The square market on both sides of Taiji Palace is also brightly lit, dotted with stars, very eye-catching in the dark night.
Of course, the most eye-catching one was a certain market located in the southeast corner of the imperial city. It could be said that the candles were brightly lit, as if it were daytime, and Kong Qing could vaguely hear the sound of singing and dancing coming from that market.
That's right, there is the famous Pingkangfang where there are many ragged ladies and sisters!
From the north to the south, the dots of lights began to gradually become scarce. After passing through Yongle Square where Kong Qing was, there might only be two or three candles in a certain square city. Many squares and cities are pitch-black, with no candles at all.
In the dark south of Chang'an City, the Zhuangyan Temple in the southwest corner seems to have suddenly protruded, and the brightness of the lights is close to that of Daming Palace, second only to Pingkangfang.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Kong Qingfei looked at the brightly lit Zhuangyan Temple in the night sky outside the Zhuangyan Temple, and then looked back at the Qingdu Temple with only one or two lights flickering. Tears of envy were about to flow from the corners of his mouth.
"This group of monks is really too rich, too extravagant, too extravagant... No, we have to steal from the rich and give to the poor."
What Kong Qing didn’t know was that since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the widespread spread of Buddhism in China led to a sharp increase in the wealth of the Sangha. By the time of the Sui Daye period, there were a total of 980 Buddhist temples and 23 monks and nuns in the country. 200 people.
Please note that the number of monks and nuns mentioned here only refers to those monks and nuns who officially shaved their heads and became monks. Neither do slaves.
Some people want to say, don't monks practice in temples?Isn't the work in the temple all done by the monks themselves?Why are there slaves in the temple?
In fact, since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the status of monks is very high. Monks will never do rough work such as sweeping the floor, washing clothes, and cleaning. Monks are responsible for chanting, meditating, and practicing every day. Other things are done by slaves. Completed.
Otherwise, why would Fu Yi say that these monks are moths?
These regulations that monks must do their own labor to make a living will not be implemented until the Zen master Baizhang Huaihai, who was born 100 years later, formulates the clear regulations for Baizhang.
Today's monks are basically masters, and they have slaves to take care of their daily chores, and their small lives are still very comfortable.
According to historical records, Tang Wuzong directly liberated 15 slaves and maidservants from the monk's temple when he exterminated Buddhism, turning them into two tax households.
This is after Li Tang suppressed the development of monks by Li Yuan and Li Shimin for more than 100 years. These monks can find 10,000+ slaves in their temples. Now, that is, in the early Tang Dynasty, the number of slaves will only increase .
And just as Kong Qing said, these monks are rich, very rich, very rich!
Not to mention anything else, these 4000 monk temples alone own more than [-] million mu of land. Even after the war just happened, a large number of people died, and the land has become the price of cabbage. The value is also worth tens of billions, which does not include valuables such as gold and silver donated by believers and floating wealth.
It is not too much to say that these monks are as rich as an enemy!
"Well, where do you find it?"
Kong Qing was floating in the sky above the Zhuangyan Temple, looking at the bright lights below, he felt that he was in a bit of trouble.
"I remember that in the resumes of those monks, there seemed to be a name that appeared very frequently, and I also met him when I met Yang Mudan, the eldest lady of the Yang family. It seems to be called Fazheng..."
Kong Qing's body was like a ghost in the air, and it floated down to the roof of the front hall of the Zhuangyan Temple without a sound, and he poked his head out and looked down.
"Where is that monk Fazheng?"
I saw four long-burning lamps as big as sea bowls lit on the left, right, front and back of the front hall, and two rows of candles were lit in front of the shrine in the hall.
Kong Qing sniffed lightly.
"It's really extravagant, to actually use sesame oil to light a lamp, the poor Qingduguan would not even be willing to use sesame oil for cooking!"
Against the backdrop of the lights, Kong Qing saw a ten-year-old novice novice sitting on a futon in the corner, dozing off bit by bit, holding a wooden fish hammer in his hand.
"Well, it's you, identification technique..."
A translucent panel silently emerged beside the little monk.
Name: Mingxin
Identity: Sami of Zhuangyan Temple
Age: 12 years old
In the past: when he was ten years old, his father died in the rebel army, and when he was 11 years old, his mother was sick and died, so he sold himself into Zhuangyan Temple. Because of his clever appearance, he was favored by the wise monk of Zhuangyan Temple, and he received the novice precepts and became the head of the temple. novices.
Now: Because of the injury of Monk Jingyan, he was angered by Monk Fazheng and arranged to be on night shift.
Future: After traversing the Fahua, I thought that the divine light shines everywhere, so I changed the name of the Dharma to Shenzhao. Later, I went to Ye and went to Master Xiuxiu to listen to the Mahayana theory, and Master Xu Zhoukong to listen to the Miscellaneous Heart Theory.People at that time said: "Henan takes photos once."Yingsheng does not call in vain.Zhenguan died in Anye Temple.
"what!"
Kong Qing scanned the future profile of this little novice, and looked at the dozing little novice below in surprise.
The Fahua sect, the largest religion of Buddhism, is really full of talents. I just grabbed a handful of them in the temple and caught a future eminent monk.
Kong Qing looked at the photo of the future eminent monk below, and thought about the group of people left by his master Xuancheng...
It's really human-to-human, maddening!
Kong Qing pursed his lips, and his divine sense began to search quickly on the panel of this future eminent monk.
"Monk Fazheng... Well, this is the scene where he is swearing at people, this is the scene where he is speaking, this is the scene where he is kicking people... Is this bastard monk a human being? Children in their teens will go straight to it. Did you kick...
I found it, the residence of the monk Fazheng, let me take a look, um... the south side of the Zhuangyan Temple, Zhishi Zhiyuan. "
Kong Qing turned his head on the eaves and looked somewhere in the temple.
"Monk Fazheng, I found you!"
(End of this chapter)
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