If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 142 The Third Prince?You are my good brother!
"Buddhism, the Buddha's heart, the most feared thing is rolling in the world of mortals."

Li Chungang spoke out what he knew: "Buddhism's Buddha's heart is stained with mortals, and it will become the lowest and inferior mortal heart..."

As he said that, Li Chungang himself was also puzzled.

In front of shopkeeper Tong's Buddha heart, it doesn't look like the slightest sign of low quality.

In the eyes of everyone, Shopkeeper Tong's Buddha Heart was only beating slightly, and there was a roaring sound in his ears.

This kind of sign doesn't look like an inferior Buddha's mind at all!

"The heart of the world is the heart of a low-level Buddha?" Shopkeeper Tong smiled: "That's why I want to escape from the Bodhi Temple."

In a word, it contains a lot of information.

Everyone savored carefully.

And shopkeeper Tong looked at Lin Ke again: "I can only afford about 500 million yuan of heart-to-heart bonding at most. If there is more, my Buddha's heart will be under pressure. If I carry 1000 million yuan, my mind will slow down. "

"Just a slow mind?"

Lin Ke didn't know what to say.

In the previous life, those processing centers, those servers, which ones were not placed everywhere?

We even have to make a big room to display it.

And shopkeeper Tong?
Look and listen!
What is professionalism?
Lin Ke only felt that countless thoughts burst out in his mind at this moment, and he couldn't stop it.

Shopkeeper Tong also felt that something was wrong.

"You don't want me to be that carrier, right?" Shopkeeper Tong looked wary and spoke very kindly, trying to awaken Lin Ke's kindness.

"Cough cough."

Lin Ke coughed dryly: "It's like this, shopkeeper, if we do a good job, there may be endless benefits in the future, gold ten thousand taels is just waiting for nothing."

Shopkeeper Tong's eyes suddenly glowed with gold, it really did.

I saw a foot-long golden light bursting out of his eyes, and the Buddha's light was shining all over his head, and his whole person became precious and solemn.

"Amitabha, I am a holy monk, and I should help people solve problems." Shopkeeper Tong looked at Lin Ke kindly: "How many shares?"

Lin Ke stretched out his finger: "Thirty percent!"

Shopkeeper Tong rolled his eyes, then nodded with a smile: "Amitabha, I was born in the world, so I should do my best to assist you, Master, and bring more new things to the Great Wei Dynasty."

"The holy monk is noble and admirable." Lin Ke was full of admiration.

The two communicated on the side, as if a great virtuous monk was trying to turn a lost traveler back to the shore.

Next to them, Li Chungang and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling speechless for a while.

What is this?
At the same time, the matchmaker also stood up.

"This eminent monk, this benefactor, hello." The smile on the matchmaker's face was very sincere, like a daffodil flower that just broke out of the mud, with a trace of disgusting dirt:
"I am a famous Confucianist, I wonder if I can get a piece of the pie...I mean, I wonder if I can also save the common people?"

As soon as these words came out, the others couldn't sit still.

why?
Because everyone immediately thought of one point, that is Lin Ke's ability to make money!
Now every shop in Chaoyang Street is crazily attracting money, who wouldn't want to get on this big boat?

It's a pity that there are only a few great Confucians here, and even Butcher Zhang has not reached the fifth level.

"Lin Ke, what can I do?"

Bai Zhantang rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Well, I'm the third prince, do you have preferential treatment?"

Lin Ke: 6.

This retarded man turned out to be the prince?
Others also acted quite shocked.

"His Royal Highness, my good brother." Lin Ke smiled and looked at Bai Zhantang: "Do you have a palace or something? Or gold and silver treasures? Open our eyes?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Bai Zhantang with bright eyes.

Bai Zhantang scratched his head embarrassingly: "Father's rule, you can't go back to the palace if you don't reach the fifth level... Others don't know, but I've been trapped in the fourth level for a long time."

Good guy!
The Holy Emperor has high demands on his descendants!
Everyone was a little surprised, but it was okay, after all, it was the Holy Emperor.

If ordinary people make this kind of regulation, they will have lost their children and grandchildren long ago.

However, the rules of the Holy Emperor will only make people feel that they are full of profound meaning.

Of course, it may be because Bai Zhantang's usual image is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that everyone is still shocked by the fact that he is a prince.

After all, compared to great Confucians, at least they are often seen in the capital.

But the prince?

There are a total of six princes under the emperor's knees, and today they finally met one of them.

But after a second look, everyone was not interested again.

I usually watch too much!
Nothing special.

"The third prince beheaded his cousins."

Lin Ke leaned on Bai Zhantang's shoulder very affectionately: "Now you are in charge of the business of the milk tea shop first, and the expansion of the milk tea shop will depend on you later!"

Bai Zhantang also has a share in the milk tea shop, and he can also make all kinds of milk tea.

But after today, it is estimated that Lin Ke's business will blossom everywhere in the capital.

At that time, maybe Bai Zhantang's identity will also come in handy.

When everyone was immersed in the "get rid of me" environment, the door was knocked again.

"Love disciple, love disciple! I came to see you as a teacher!"

Dean Wu's voice!

Lin Ke looked at Li Chungang, and Li Chungang nodded.

Then those who were near went to open the door.

"Hey, everyone is here!"

The burly Dean Wu walked in, holding a painting in his hand: "My beloved, you forgot to be on the stage with "Sunrise". This is a treasure, and I brought it to you!"

It was only when Lin Ke heard the words that he remembered that the painting he had just painted was still in the square!

It's just that he was about to be surrounded by vicious "disciples" at that time, so he hurried back.

This yard belongs to Qi Shangshu, and Chaoyang Street is Qi Shangshu's territory, and other idlers dare not disturb Lin Ke.

"Thank you teacher." Lin Ke took it with a smile.

Oil painting "Sunrise"!
As the first oil painting in this world, it has become a treasure just like "Pokémon".

Speaking of "Pokémon", Lin Ke hasn't caught any pets yet!

Looks like it's on the agenda.

"Lin Ke, what did you just say?" Dean Wu was a little curious: "Can I understand?"

Dean Wu's intention is obvious, that is, whether he can get a share of the pie.

Of course, he was just asking casually.

"It's okay if it's inconvenient." Before Lin Ke could speak, Dean Wu smiled: "I'm here this time to ask you seriously, can you really accept the disciples of our academy?"

Speaking of this, Dean Wu's voice became a little more dignified.

Can you accept it... Lin Ke's tone became a bit serious when he heard the words: "Yes."

Sensing the seriousness of Lin Ke's tone, Dean Wu's brows relaxed: "That's fine, I believe you."

Linke nodded.

The next moment, the smile returned to Lin Ke's face: "By the way, teacher, what kind of Wenxin is yours?"

"Have you ever heard of the law of mutual understanding?"

(End of this chapter)