marquis of jingan

Chapter 316 Do You Dare To Cut!

Qi Dayou was very face-saving and followed Shen Yi's instructions.

Because Shen Yi was injured, he was helped by Junior Sister Lu to sit and rest on the steps in front of the Guanyin Hall. He was punched several times on the shoulder and back, and half of his face was also punched. Very embarrassed.

Junior sister Lu asked a monk in Jiming Temple for a bowl of water, and fed it to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi had just drank a bowl of water when an old monk with a white beard stood in front of him. The old monk took a serious look at Shen Yi's face, then put his hands together, bowed to Shen Yi and said, "Poor monk Cheng Watch, and pay homage to Benefactor Shen."

Hearing the name Cheng Guan, Shen Yi raised his head and glanced at the old monk, then lowered his head slightly: "So it's the abbot monk, sorry."

Great monk is a respectful title for Buddhist disciples, and even the title of monk is also a respectful title for Buddhist disciples.

As a famous temple in Jiankang through the ages, Jiming Temple has been renamed many times, but its status is still high, especially after Emperor Sejong issued an order to overhaul Jiming Temple, and Emperor Xianzong also issued an order to expand Jiming Temple. The status is getting higher and higher.

As for the abbot of Jiming Temple, his status in Jiankang is naturally not low.

For example, the great monk Chengguan in front of him can invite the emperor to see him at any time.

However, Shen Yi's "big monk" more or less had a sarcastic meaning, mocking Jiming Temple for not daring to stand out in the conflict just now.

"Don't dare to be..."

Monk Chengguan bowed to Shen Yi and said: "Almsgiver, the poor monk was just doing his homework, and came here in a hurry after getting the news. He just understood the cause and effect. It is true that Miss Zhao was wrong about this matter, but the two of you are deadlocked in this Guanyin." The temple is not a long-term solution, so many believers in the temple are blocked here and cannot enter and exit, and Mr. Shen is injured, he should go to the city for treatment..."

Shen Yi turned his head and glanced at the Guanyin Temple behind him, without even raising his eyelids: "What the great monk means is that Mr. Shen has taken your place and delayed your incense business."

Hearing the words "incense business", Monk Chengguan shuddered. He looked at Shen Yi and sighed helplessly: "Mr. Shen is worthy of being a Jinshi of the new science. He is really good at manipulating words."

He meant that Shen Yi's mouth was broken.

Shen Yi smiled slightly: "Monk, let me ask, Jiming Temple is such a big temple, there should be a lot of land nearby, is there a monk protecting the temple?"

Temples are very rich.

Because the emperor who believes in Buddhism will reward incense money and land, and believers among some dignitaries will also donate money to donate land. Sometimes the land of a temple can reach more than a thousand hectares.

The monks are not engaged in production. They will rent out these land properties to tenants to plant, and they will be the landlords to collect the rent.

The so-called innocent man is guilty of pregnant jade.

There are fields and money in the temple, which will naturally attract some people's covetousness. In order to protect the temple, protect their own land, and "smooth" rent collection, there are so-called temple guardian monks.

Jiming Temple, a famous temple with thousands of years old, according to Shen Yi's knowledge, Emperor Sejong gave nearly [-] mu of land to each emperor. It is impossible for them to have no monks.

The monk Chengguan lowered his head and sighed: "Benefactor Shen, all the believers of my Buddha enter the temple, and we are outsiders, so we don't want to make enemies with the believers."

Shen Yi had a sarcastic look on his face.

"They beat people in the face of so many people in Jiming Temple, are they still followers of Buddha?"

Monk Cheng Guan's expression froze, he had nothing to say.

"According to what the master said, my junior sister and I are the followers of my Buddha. I heard that Buddhist monks protect the temple and protect the Dharma, so why can't I come out to protect my followers?"

Monk Chengguan looked ashamed.

"Benefactor Shen..."

"Okay, the great monk doesn't need to say any more."

Shen Yi waved his hand: "I know that your difficulties are nothing more than that their family is powerful and they dare not offend their family. Since they didn't dare to stand up to them just now, there is no need to come forward to act as a good person. Today, since I and the Zhao family If there is a conflict, each will rely on his own ability, as for the loss of incense in your temple."

Shen Yi sneered: "If the great monk has the guts, you can ask the Zhao family for it."

After Shen Yi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Monk Chengguan stood where he was, and had no choice but to bow his head and say "Amitabha", then turned and left.

Seeing Monk Chengguan leave, Junior Sister Lu whispered to Shen Yi: "Brother, this great monk is partial to them, isn't it?"

Shen Yi rubbed his shoulders, snorted and said, "He doesn't want to make things worse..."

Junior Sister Lu was a little angry: "A place of great importance in Buddhism, these great monks usually persuade people to be kind every day, why are they not kind?"

"Junior Sister's words are a bit extreme."

Shen Yi let out a foul breath because of the pain, he snorted, and said: "You can't overthrow all the Buddhists with one blow, there are some Buddhist masters who live in the mountains, as for this Jiming Temple..."

He glanced back at the resplendent Guanyin Hall, and said slowly, "It can only be said that this place is too close to the prosperity of the world, and too far away from the tranquility and indifference."

While Shen Yi was talking to Miss Lu, a fast horse stopped at the foot of Jilong Mountain, and a young man jumped off immediately. This young man galloped forward along the mountain road, and soon arrived at the gate of Jiming Temple .

He should be a practitioner, so he quickly pushed away the crowd of onlookers in the Jiming Temple, and quickly squeezed to the entrance of the Guanyin Hall.

The first son of the Zhao family, Zhao Zhuo, was called Mr. Zhao in Jiankang.

This Mr. Zhao looked a bit unsightly at the moment. He first looked at Shen Yi, then turned his head to look at Fan Dongcheng, and finally walked up to his sister, frowned and said, "What happened?"

Miss Zhao Si had a stern face at first, but when she saw her elder brother, she couldn't hold back immediately, she burst into tears, then stepped forward and pulled Zhao Zhuo's sleeve, pointing to Shen Yi in the distance, pear blossoms with rain : "That one surnamed Shen is a bully!"

Zhao Zhuo was not impulsive. After listening to his sister's "adding fuel and vinegar" to what happened, he first glanced at his servant, and then at the inner guards standing beside Shen Yi.

Without saying a word, he walked over to the servant who was doing the work, and directly reached out and grabbed the clothes on the back of the man's neck.

Mr. Zhao was born in the general family and practiced martial arts since he was a child. Naturally, he is quite strong. He grabbed his servant, dragged him, dragged him to Shen Yi, and then directly "threw" him in front of Shen Yi.

This Mr. Zhao glanced at Qi Dayou first, then cupped his hands to Qi Dayou, then cupped his hands to Shen Yi, and said: "Mr. What happened to him."

After saying this, Zhao Zhuo untied his saber from his waist.

He handed the saber in front of Shen Yi with one hand, and looked directly at Shen Yi with both eyes.

"I heard from Sister She that Mr. Shen wanted an arm from him. As the elder brother, I agreed for her. The knife is here. Mr. Shen will do it."

Seeing Zhao Zhuo handing over the knife, everyone frowned.

Because Shen Yi originally wanted to abolish this person's arm, which meant breaking the servant's arm, and absolutely did not intend to cut off his arm.

Now that Mr. Zhao entered the arena, he would chop off his arm without saying a word. This was not to vent his anger on Shen Yi, but to make Shen Yi look bad.

You are a scholar, dare to cut it?
If you chop it up, you will completely offend the Zhao family.

If you don't chop, you can only watch them leave.

Shen Yi looked at the exquisitely crafted and ornately decorated long knife in front of him, his eyes gradually became fierce.

Junior Sister Lu pulled his arm, and her tone was pleading: "Brother, forget it..."

Unmoved, Shen Yi staggered to his feet.

He looked up at Zhao Zhuo, with a smile on his face: "Young Master Zhao, this knife is so beautiful."

Zhao Zhuo smiled grimly: "Mr. Shen is more courageous today, so I will give this knife to you, Mr. Shen."

Shen Yi was punched in the right shoulder, and his right arm could not move at the moment. He took the knife with his left hand, then grabbed the handle of the knife, and threw the scabbard out.

The long knife was out of its sheath, with a sharp cold light.

Shen Yi turned his head to look at the servant, who was already ashen-faced and shaking like chaff.

(End of this chapter)