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The place where the four holy monks sit and transform has become a holy site, and no one is allowed to move it. Yang Ling ordered the soldiers to surround the scorched fire site with cloth curtains, and announced on the spot that a Seven Treasures Linglong Pagoda would be built here to commemorate the miracle of the four living Buddhas becoming immortals and attaining enlightenment.
Many gentry and even poor people immediately wanted to donate generously to help build the pagoda. Those who donated a lot asked for good deeds to be recorded on the merit tablet, and those who donated little only asked for an engraving on the bricks and stones of the pagoda. So-and-so came here for a visit' as a tuba, and the right admiral Liang Hongle of the Jinwu Guard was so excited that he seized two scholars as accountants on the spot, and immediately spread out the stall to collect money, but was stopped by Yang Ling.
Yang Ling persuaded him for a long time, saying that the death of the Four Saints is the glory of the whole Bazhou and a grand event for the people of the whole Bazhou. The cost of building the pagoda will be paid from the money donated to the Living Buddha by the pilgrims in the past, and the construction will be supervised by the state government. Only then did the unwilling people be persuaded to leave.
Today, I came to participate in the Hongfu Dafa Conference and saw such a miracle. The people of Bazhou danced with joy, and they all sighed that the trip was worthwhile. The news of the ascension of the 'Four Sacred Monks' has not been spread for two streets, but it has already gone out of shape. After continuous processing by the believers, the four holy monks rose overnight in the fire, and the plot of driving the cloud to the west has been constructed. Come to life.
The whole Bazhou and even the surrounding counties and towns immediately boiled. The backyard of An's house was originally a vegetable field, but many people said it was a holy place, and the vegetable field became a holy place. There is an endless stream of people who come to worship the miracle.
When there are more people worshiping miracles, there will be more small merchants and hawkers. Immediately after the big ladies and wives who usually don't leave the door, they also show their faces, and those who beg for children and husbands also come in droves, and there are brothel prostitutes who are begging to be good as soon as possible.
There are too many girls and prostitutes, and the prodigal sons come here to smell the fragrance, pointing and criticizing each one, sometimes taking advantage of the crowds to touch their arms and rub their buttocks for a long time. As a result, there will be more thieves who fish in troubled waters.
The imperial envoy's back garden became a temple fair, with a constant flow of people from morning to night, and the number of reports of theft and molestation at Zhizhou Yamen increased tenfold. At this time, the deputy imperial envoy Liang Hong finally found an opportunity to make money. After asking the imperial envoy Lord Weiguo for instructions, and co-organizing with the prefectural Yamen of Bazhou, the ticket office for visiting holy sites was grandly launched. Liang Hong really made a small profit. Pen.
Bazhou officials, gentry, and common people believed that the four living Buddhas were real living gods, so they naturally had no doubts about the "shattering the void, rising in the daytime" shouted by the imperial envoy himself, otherwise they would be happy to let it go The reason for being crazy?
Yang Ling also pretended to be pious, and followed the run to arrange various aftermath matters. At night, he finally had time to return to his yard.
Yang Ling gently lifted him up and said, "Why did Mu Xiucai worship so long? The Duke of the country did not want to avenge you personally. The cult should have bewitched the hearts of the people and harmed the village. The court should have punished him severely. Seeing the Duke of the country, there is no reason to let it go." ?¡±
Mu Sheng wiped the tears from his face, and said gratefully: "That being said, these monstrous monks make friends with officials and tyrants, and they confuse thousands of people. The layers of relationships are like a golden mask woven by countless beliefs. Who would want to touch them?" He felt that it was difficult. The master cleverly used a clever plan to avenge the students. How could he not be very grateful? In this way, this group of scourges will be eliminated, and the people of Bazhou will all benefit from it. Sir, there is no merit."
Yang Ling couldn't help laughing. He helped Mr. Mu Sheng back to the chair and sat down on the chair himself. He said, "Punishing these four evils is certainly to relieve hatred, but it is still too far away to save the people of Bazhou from fire and water." Just look at the crazy believers who came to worship in the backyard.
Once the news of the 'Four Holy Monks' ascended in the daytime spread, the common people became more convinced and obsessed. It would be no wonder that other monstrous monks and daoists would not add fuel to the flames, confuse more common people, and harm more good people. The four demon monks were eliminated, but not only did not solve the misfortune of the people in Bazhou, but it would make them sink deeper and deeper, and become more obsessed! "
Mu Xiucai and Miao Gang suddenly woke up when they heard this: "Yeah, what I thought was too simple. Using this method to execute the four demon monks will certainly not arouse the anger and resistance of the superstitious people in Bazhou, but it will also make them more obsessed. These gods and gods are so strange, hoping that they can practice properly, how can they be regarded as liberated?"
Liu Dabangchui was deploying soldiers to protect the "miracle" in the backyard. At this time, only Song Xiaoai was by Yang Ling's side. She was smiling and very happy to get rid of the four scourges. She was startled when she heard this, and blurted out: "My lord , so what should we do? Isn¡¯t this eliminating four demon monks, but fulfilling forty or four hundred demon monks and demon ways?¡±
Yang Ling sighed: "Yes, unless the people who have been deceived can wake up, who can help them? People's desires cannot be restrained by the law, let alone these demon monks under the guise of?Especially the demeanor of Guijie's aristocratic family, which immediately attracted the attention of several pickpockets, who began to stalk around intentionally or unintentionally.
It was just late in the evening, but the street was already very lively. Just as I walked to the three-way intersection, I suddenly saw an awe-inspiring big man in front of him. He was also dressed as a scholar, but his body was really rough. Big eyes, extremely majestic. Such a majestic and majestic man walks very carefully. I saw him walking slowly on the street while supporting a delicate beauty in a cloak. His cautious and caring demeanor can be seen What a love for this woman.
The woman was a young woman, a head shorter than the bearded man, with a slender figure. She wears her hair in a coiled dragon bun, with green woven flowers over water and lakes, a Shu brocade jacket with narrow sleeves embroidered with rich and noble flowers of the same color, a pleated skirt that stretches to the ground, and a waist that is too small to grasp. The colorful scarf of Jinhuaying.
? With a pink face and peach cheeks, a charming sandalwood mouth, a pair of watery eyes, every frown and smile are full of charm, even though the dress she is wearing is cold, it is still like spring water. As the pieces moved, the bow shoes on the bottom of the skirt loomed, and this woman was obviously the wife of the big man.
Such a burly man married such a charming and charming little wife. Yang Ling looked interesting, and couldn't help but take a look twice, and found that although the man was rough and tall, he was born with a thick frame. But by no means a rough person. The big man was also looking at him, and after a while, he seemed to appreciate the temperament of the three of him.
The two looked at each other, smiled, nodded to each other, and were about to pass by each other, the big man's eyes flashed, and suddenly he saw a person, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Feng Banxian, long time no see, do you want to come and see the lamp?"
Although this man was not a rough man, his voice was so loud that Yang Ling and the others turned their heads involuntarily. Looking at the person who greeted him, they saw a thin man in his thirties with mustaches on his lips and a robe on his body. Although it shows that the family background is good, but the shoulders are slumped, and there is a sense of wolf care when walking.
The man was so angry that he quickly ran over with his robe in his hands, and said bitterly as he ran, "You crazy Zhao, don't make any noise. My name is Feng Xiaomu, not Feng Banxian. Don't hurt me, Yang Chuan." The head is slaughtering gods and immortals in Bazhou City, whoever is stained with gods and immortals will be unlucky, Liu Dashen'er in the town said that he took advantage of his wife when he was dancing gods, and he was just chopped up by a man with a kitchen knife, and he dared not report it officer!"
The big man known as Crazy Zhao laughed loudly, clapped his hands and said: "Hahaha, no matter how high your morals are, gods are afraid of kitchen knives. Hehe, it's okay if you don't call it, but you are lonely, why are you interested in watching the lamp? You don't want to take the opportunity to get money from the two, do you?"
That half-immortal's face was flushed red, Crazy Zhao didn't realize it, and made fun of a few more words before leaving with his wife, and his wife's soft voice came along with the wind: "Look at you, they didn't provoke you, why bother?" Like sarcasm? Always provoke yourself".
Yang Ling didn't expect the Mishen movement to be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It is estimated that within 20 or 30 years, there will be no market for the magic stick in Bazhou. He and Song Xiaoai smiled at each other, turned and walked out of town, to see the long-established Shengfang Bing Lantern.
Seeing Crazy Zhao leaving, Feng Banxian spat bitterly and said: "Bah! What a lunatic, because he has two bad money at home, he doesn't take me seriously."
At this time, two people who were following Feng Banxian came up and said, "Prime Minister, please slow down."
The voice was definitely not loud, and it shouldn't have been heard from Yang Ling's side, but this was the exit of the three-way intersection, Yang Ling was about to walk out of the town, the wind was blowing fast, and it was coming in his direction, and the voice was soft It fell into my ears suddenly, and it was fleeting, but Yang Ling heard it clearly.
"Prime Minister?!!!"
Did I hear you right? What is this called?
? Yang Ling was horrified, could it be that a certain official from the Han, Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties traveled through time?
Yang Ling's eyes straightened, and he turned his eyes slightly, and met Song Xiaoai's weird eyes, and they met each other, and both of them understood a sentence from each other's eyes: "You heard me right, he is calling for the prime minister! "
ps: The name of this chapter is well chosen. In the name of God, when the monthly ticket competition is so fierce, if you don¡¯t take the opportunity to add a sentence asking for a monthly ticket, it will ruin the name. So, I will take the opportunity to pretend to be a godstick^_^
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? So tired, so tired, my waist and shoulder blades hurt more and more, I miscalculated, I bought a chair without armrests, the backrest was far away, I was so tired from sitting, I must go to Jiulu this Sunday to get a good chair. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com