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Chapter 81 Undercurrents Surge and Naked Shots

Hulaoguan, a city with a long history and many wars.

It can basically be said to be the gateway to Guanzhong.

At this time, Li Jing is sitting here.

"General, five more monks have been captured."

A soldier reported to Li Jing.

"Take them down for interrogation."

Standing at the head of Hulao Pass, Li Jing felt very heavy.

He believes in Buddhism.

At this moment, what he is doing is destroying Buddha.

Li Er asked him a question, how should you choose when your belief conflicts with all living beings in the world.

At that moment Li Jing smiled.

His answer was that if it takes a hell to end hell, then I will create the last hell.

The answer came out, he, Li Jing, was in charge of Hulao Pass.

"If all the 10,000+ temple slaves are released, the national strength of our Tang Dynasty will be greatly enhanced.

The land of Hebei will recover faster. "

Li Jing looked at the land of Hebei, and muttered in his mouth.

Jiangnan, where Li Xiaogong personally sits in town.

Li Xiaogong didn't know how many people he had killed.

When he just found an excuse to clean up the temple slaves and temples, countless people objected.

But he doesn't care.

This country belongs to his Li family, half of the Tang Dynasty was conquered by him, Li Xiaogong.

Even if he falls into the underworld forever and will never be reborn, as long as the Tang Dynasty can live in peace and prosperity, then it doesn't matter.

"General, this is the information and evil deeds of the Jiangnan Temple."

Dalang of the Yu family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, respectfully presented Li Xiaogong with the materials collected in advance.

The family turned against the water.

Li Xiaogong took it.

"Is it accurate?"

"precise."

"it is good."

Lee Hyo-gong did a great job.

The temple slaves were liberated, returned to common life, and allocated land for farming.

All monks who do not have a degree will return to the vulgar, and they cannot return to the vulgar locally, they need to cross regions.

Temples with traces of lawlessness should all go to atone for their sins.

The government soldiers broke into the temple, and all the monks with bad deeds don't have to wait for the Buddha to save you, the Hejian County King will come to save you.

Two choices, either die or go to labor reform.

Datang has many projects that need you to do.

Facing the butcher's knife and the thunder of Datang, they had no choice.

Qinghe Cui's house, Lao Cheng is drinking here at this time.

"Why, I don't understand."

Qinghe Cui's previous patriarch, Lao Cheng's father-in-law said with a smile.

"Well, I do understand, but I don't understand why you chose this way."

Lao Cheng was very puzzled, the aristocratic family betrayed the water too quickly, and they were usually on good terms with the temple, so they directly stabbed the temple.

"Hey, they've done it before."

Lao Cheng's father-in-law sneered.

Thinking of Emperor Wu of Liang, their hearts turned cold.

The most unacceptable thing for them is that the teaching power is above the royal power.

This is the most unacceptable point.

These aristocratic families, their ancestors were all nobles, and they were the ones who conferred gods. Will they allow temples to use the name of gods to override the kingship?

impossible.

At first, they didn't want to turn against the water, but because Su Xi drank too much before and revealed the history of the world, they felt that the world is so big, they might as well go out and have a look.

A man from the Western Regions explained the history of foreign countries to them.

For example, the king of a certain western country is a right given by God.

When the family heard this, they immediately went crazy.

Fuck, Emperor Wu of Liang is stupid enough, and the emperor allowed God to give him rights, fool.

Lao Cheng didn't understand, but he knew that the emperor was a smart man, and his old father-in-law was even more sinister and cunning. They did one thing together, and they just had to slip along.

He is not good at calculating things, but he can kill people.

He can't supersede magic theory, but he can supersede physics.

In Chang'an City, a joke is currently playing out.

A group of monks were sitting outside the Xuanwu Gate, waiting for Li Er to explain to them.

In the palace, debates were also going on at this time.

One is Xungui, who has business dealings with the monk, and the other is Li Er's loyal subordinates.

"Your Majesty, how can you raise a butcher's knife in a place outside the world."

"Your Majesty, it's unknown."

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One honor after another knelt down and couldn't get up, playing the game of forcing the palace.

I believed your evil.

Li Er, who was sitting on the throne, was furious. If it weren't for the bad influence of killing dozens of nobles at once, Li Er would want to kill them.

"Bastard, according to what you mean, the land outside the world is not under the control of the imperial power?"

At the critical moment, Li Er's eldest brother-in-law, Sun Wuji, appeared on the stage and immediately reprimanded him.

Facing the eldest grandson Wuji, the nobles looked ugly.

You are a real dog, and your words are tricky.

"Of course the world is under the control of the imperial power, but those monks are all serving the Lord Buddha, how can they force the common people.

The food in the other world is dedicated to the Lord Buddha, how can we snatch it at will. "

The word "robbing" was bitten hard.

The meaning is obvious, you Li Er is the emperor, you can't grab things at will, you have to show some face.

Yes, I dare to grab it.

Li Er really wanted to yell loudly, but for his own dignity, he endured it.

"The Lord Buddha is a god, and he does not eat human fireworks. I don't think the Lord Buddha cares about mere food and service."

Fang Xuanling stepped forward with a smile, and directly hit with a straight ball.

Smelly shameless thing.

The nobles looked at Fang Xuanling with unfriendly eyes.

You can really chat.

"Your Majesty, the monk is the messenger who communicates with the Lord Buddha instead of His Majesty. It is ominous to kill him."

Another person stood up and persuaded Li Er.

There is no other way but to maintain it in a different way. Their family has business with the temple, so they have to maintain it.

I don't need messengers to maintain.

Li Er was in a bad mood.

"Ahem, since all the adults have said so, then let the old minister take care of everything."

Qin Qiong coughed and stepped forward.

"Shubao, you..."

Seeing Qin Qiong coughing and coming forward, the others suddenly sank.

This is a real boss.

The king of the Tang Dynasty.

Qin Qiong bowed to Li Er, saluted and walked outside.

A bad feeling emerged in the hearts of those nobles who knelt on the ground to thank.

Outside the Xuanwu Gate, Su Xi was watching.

Looking at the group of monks who were sitting on the ground and forcing the palace to Li Er, Su Xi raised her eyebrows. They really are a group of people who are not afraid of death.

There were many people who believed in Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty. As the news spread that Li Er cleaned up the temple slaves, asked the temple to pay taxes, and handed over the fields, those good men and women all knelt behind the monk.

"Good trick."

Su Xi only had these three words for her evaluation.

"Boy, what can I do?"

Standing next to Su Xi, Li Gang asked with an ugly face.

"There is a way, but I am afraid of being beaten to death."

Su Xi replied with a smile.

Li Gang is upset, bastard, there is a way to keep watching the excitement here, not to go forward.

"Don't worry, Marquis Quyang, don't be afraid, as long as we bad people are around, we will keep you safe."

A gleam flashed in Li Xingyun's eyes, and he said in a low voice.

Su Xi blinked, how can I believe you.

Li Xingyun said that he would use his life to protect Su Xi.

"Bring some Buddhist scriptures."

"it is good."

Su Xi smiled evilly.

To be a monk, you need to test whether you can sing the Great Compassion Mantra and recite the Bodhisattva Sutra.

If you don’t know anything, then you must be a fake monk, go home and farm.

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Chapter 5, really tired.

I wrote five chapters today, which can be regarded as making up for the shortfall when I was sick two days ago.

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