Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 825
Feng Xie's eyes were gloomy. He didn't destroy any temples, but the real reason why he drove straight into the Thousand Buddha Temple was because he destroyed the belief that the Thousand Buddha Temple depended on!
It is the respect of the people of the Emirates!
"Let them in!"

Feng Xie's voice was stern, and he didn't say another word, but looked at Kong Kong with a look of sarcasm.

Following Feng Xie's order, the resentful people of the chieftains who had been blocked by the soldiers outside the temple poured into the Thousand Buddha Temple like a flood!
"Burn it!"

"Burn it!"

Hundreds of people armed with hoes, kitchen knives and other weapons rushed into the Thousand Buddha Temple!

Feng Xie looked coldly at the many shocked monks in the hall. These were all ordinary people in the chiefdom, didn't they claim to be righteous?Purdue sentient beings?

Then, take a good look at the anger and resentment of sentient beings!

The Thousand Buddha Temple is nothing but a parasite that survives on the flesh and blood of the people of the Emirates!
There were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties.

Emirates is a small country, but there are tens of thousands of monks and countless monasteries!
The luxurious Buddhist temple occupies [-]% of the whole country!Monks are exempt from taxes, the emirates are poor, and the Buddha is more expensive than the people.

When Moer was still still there, he once told him that the monastery in Xiling occupied a large area of ​​land, but the monks were exempted from taxes, which led to serious enclosure of the monastery. Xiling did not have such a serious deviation of belief as the chieftain, which had already caused a big problem, and the chieftain was even more serious. It is dozens of times more serious!
He is no longer the Feng Xie of his previous life, and his way of dealing with others is to treat his own body, so he will let people like Zuzi see clearly what the Thousand Buddha Temple represents!
Angry people cannot withstand a little instigation, especially the poor and poor people who rely on their beliefs to tell themselves to endure suffering and look forward to the afterlife. The stronger the suppression, the stronger the reaction.

Feng Xie walked out of the rioting monastery, her crimson robe fluttered in the wind, and the copper bells on the eaves of the monastery jingled far away.

He suddenly felt tired and hopeless.

Moer...

He thought he had obtained happiness, but in a blink of an eye, there was nothing left...

He didn't believe that she was dead, but he knew that if Mo'er was still alive, she would not fail to come back, and she would not fail to leave a message.

Even Xiling cut off all contact.

Is Mo'er dead?

Feng Xie's eyes were dead silent.

If Mo'er was still alive, their twin children would have been born at this time.

He is going to be the father.

Feng Xie didn't know what to do, without the child, without Mo'er...

The pain of the previous life was repeated.

He didn't want to repeat it, he had had enough of it!
I've never been so desperate before, it's been four months now, and it's been almost four months since Mo'er left.

"Master, all the monks in the monastery have been imprisoned." Jin Ye walked behind Feng Xie.

A group of mobs rushed in, and it was impossible for an eminent monk like Liao Kong to resist, and now he was probably seriously injured. Others knew how to resist, but now they might not have the ability to break free.

Feng Xie looked indifferent. "Escort back to Fenghuan."

"Yes!"

After five months, nearly half a year.

When the summer season came, Fengxie's squadron returned to the court, and the mighty team was like a cow and horse, pulling nineteen chieftain monks back to Fenghuan.

Nineteen monks in ragged clothes staggered forward like rags amidst the shouts of Fenghuan soldiers.

"Look, those are the monks from Kuz!"

"Your Majesty has subdued Beiyan and Kuiz in less than half a year. I heard that Kuzi is a monk and becomes the emperor!"

"A monk can still be an emperor?"

The army was walking on the street. While the people on both sides of the road were cheering, they saw nineteen monks being dragged by horses in the middle, pointing and exchanging messages with each other.

All the officials of Fenghuan knelt to welcome the emperor back to the court, and the voice of shouting long live three times was deafening.

(End of this chapter)