A tour of Japan's Warring States Period

Xiaoping Tai couldn't see what the officials and national leaders who stayed in Honzheng Temple looked like. But Mrs. Xiaoping can generally imagine that "brilliant" expression.

Uden Nagateru dragged his half-dead little cousin Osuga Yasunari and two close family members into Honjoji Temple.

It didn't take long for news to come back, expressing approval for the disbandment of Yikui and the others and the handing over of weapons. After all, even if twenty thousand one-year-old Kuizhong, who has a knife in hand, agrees to all the other conditions, Xiaopingtai will never believe it.

Who knows if he will leave the temple, turn over, and attack Xiaoping Tai. Being caught off guard, he might end up causing some nonsense.

Then there is the issue of property. Benzheng Temple said that it would give three thousand dollars and rice in exchange for the Yamauchi army not to enter the temple and not burn the mountain.

The IOU bonds will certainly not be seriously demanded once the Yamauchi army retreats. It would be better to discount them at a price agreed upon by both parties and have one or several local citizens pay for them. Yamauchi Jun left with the money, but the bonds remained in Mikawa.

The last one, to withdraw from Benshan Honzheng Temple, is because you cannot agree to it. If the Yamauchi Army feels dissatisfied, he can appoint another monk from the Mikawa Ichigo Sect as the temple master. The bosses of the hostels who are hostile to the Yamauchi Army can also be replaced, and even the lecturers of Honjoji Temple can be replaced.

But in the final analysis, they still cannot leave Benzheng Temple. This is their foundation and they cannot give up.

Even for this purpose, each of their officials can pay a "public fee" as money to buy an official position.

Uncle Tsunaliang smiled and asked the messenger, how much money could be paid? The Uden Chang Zhao family member who was leaving the city turned to look at the monk next to him, asking him to answer.

That monk was probably a certain Qingyuan from Benzheng Temple. After thinking about it, he tentatively asked, "Can one thousand guan be enough?"

Uncle Tsunliang tilted his head: "Four thousand guan, three thousand shi, and the IOU bonds can still be sold for several hundred guan. This business is not a loss."

Koheita glanced at the other generals again, and the expression on his face was similar to Uncle Tsunaliang's. I made eye contact with Xiao Pingtai for a while, and generally gave up as soon as I got along.

To use a saying that doesn’t feel cold when you stand on the moral high ground: “You have no vision and are extremely ignorant!”

But this is public opinion, and Xiaoping Tai can certainly impose arbitrary decisions. This is not an uncommon phenomenon in this era. However, if the dictatorship lasts for a long time, the officials and subordinates will eventually become dissatisfied, which is not conducive to internal unity.

"Oh, your Benzheng Temple has been in Sanzhou for decades, and you only want to send me an army of 5,000 people for only 7,000 yuan? Are you kidding me? Please come back and come back with a more sincere answer!"

Xiao Pingtai knew that the main focus of the public discussion was on making a fortune. Although seven thousand qian was a lot of rice, everyone had to share a little, so that there would not be too much.

Pretending like this is for collective welfare, not only will it not arouse everyone's opposition, but everyone is actually secretly encouraging Xiaoping Tai to be more dignified and intimidating Honjoji Temple to spend more money.

After sending the visitor away, the samurai in the shogunate became more active from their intimidating and calm manner, and everyone started talking.

"Oh, this Benzheng Temple is really rich, and I can spend 7,000 qian rice immediately."

Imagawa Yoshiuchi is a man who has seen a lot of money. Even as the biological son of Yamauchi Yoshiharu, it is not uncommon for him to blackmail out seven thousand in a battle.

"Xiaoping Tai, how can you be so sure that Benzhengji Temple will increase the amount? I think seven thousand is about the same."

Uncle Tsunaliang's eyes were shining like copper coins, and as he asked this question, he had already calculated in his mind how much he could get for adding an extra thousand, and how much more he could give to the soldiers.

"Everyone still remembers that at the beginning of the outbreak of Ikuei, Honjoji Temple promised to keep Mikawa Matsudaira 2,000 qian, which was only 31 of his annual income."

Koheta was very good at deceiving him and secretly changed the concept. It was true that Honjoji Temple promised to give Matsudaira Ieyasu 2,000 sen, but was this one-third of Honjoji Temple’s annual income just made up by Koheta?

"Oh..."

"As expected, Bo Wen Qiang remembered it!"

"If it is not corrected, Benzheng Temple will be fooled!"

“Honzhengji Temple is really stingy!”

Every word you say to me, everyone immediately denounces Benzheng Temple. Everyone knows that Matsudaira Ieyasu extorted 2,000 yen from Honjoji Temple, and this was also one of the inducements for Mikawa Soichikui.

The half-truths and half-false lies made everyone think that Honjoji Temple was using only a year's income to get rid of the Yamauchi Army.

This is the power of rumors, coupled with the hints provided by Xiaopingtai's identity. Almost no one would question this. Everyone is smart and has their own judgment.

"Everyone, please be patient. Now the momentum of Benzheng Temple has declined. If you don't take the opportunity to hit him, you will miss it!"

Xiaopingtai looked like he had the pearls of wisdom in his hands and the world in his palms. Everyone also gave a thumbs up to Xiao Ping Tai. Thanks to Xiao Ping Tai's calmness and strategizing, Benzheng Temple was not allowed to get through.

Naturally, everyone was excited, thinking about how to force Benzheng Temple to pay for peace, how to spend the money and food, and how to show off.

However, Sanhe now has a total of 200,000 shi, and if it is full, it will only cost 50,000 dan. Honjoji Temple, as the headquarters of the Mikawa Ichigo Sect, has a temple property of approximately four to five thousand kan.

You can get at most half of it, plus some incense money, the economic income of Menqian Town, and the donations of believers. With an income of only five thousand qian meters a year, it's not like he has no expenses.

Those monks who are not involved in production, maintenance of monasteries, or hiring of monk soldiers. His expenses are similar to those of worldly daimyo, and he has to spend money everywhere.

Seven buckles and eight buckles, although Benzheng Temple can definitely be called wealthy, but Xiaoping Tai estimated that the turmoil in Nishi Mikawa for half a year has also greatly consumed the savings of Benzheng Temple.

………

This time, Uden Changzhao came out of the temple in person, bringing with him a monk wearing a plain black fine silk gauze bag and a broad face and big ears.

"You are really smart about playing the main hall!" The great monk sat down and stabbed Little Pingtai slightly.

"There is no need to talk nonsense. Whether your temple is in war or peace is all in your mind!" Xiao Pingtai looked at the monk.

"Five thousand guan of money, four thousand stone meters, and the bond will be paid by His Highness Yoshida with 1,000 guan of money."

"Ten thousand!" Uncle Tsuna Liang thought that adding a thousand to eight hundred would be enough, but he didn't expect that it would suddenly increase to ten thousand.

The generals were also incredible. They took out five thousand to reward the three armies. The remaining five thousand for the ten or so people here would get at least a few hundred points. It may be more than the salary you get after working for a year, how can you not be surprised.

Now Xiaoping has no choice but to refuse. It's okay to fool him once, but if he refuses again, everyone below will be dissatisfied.

"Well..." Xiao Pingtai was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, meaning "Promise! Promise!"