Chapter 263: What did the Buddha Sect want to do when he jumped out?

There has always been only one style of speech for the eldest grandson, that is, my son does everything right, if he is not right, please refer to the first article. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Li Shimin rolled his eyes helplessly, and sighed lightly: "It's also good for the stinky boy to start working, which is equivalent to helping me." Since ancient times, the family has been fighting for imperial power, and I have been committed to reducing the family since I ascended the throne, but this is easier said than done. The family has been inherited for 2,000 years, and it is not a day's work to defeat it. ”

The queen lifted the curtain of the car and looked at her husband, and said with some concern: "The concubines are afraid that they will jump off the wall in a hurry, Your Majesty has suppressed the family in the past few years, and now Yue'er has also begun to do it, if they turn their faces and commit murder, then ......"

"Then they are looking for death!" Li Shimin snorted, and said with a fierce face: "I left five thousand Xuanjia Iron Cavalry for the stinky boy, with this power in hand, no family can rush his territory." If assassination is used, hehe, your eldest son has the power of Ziyang Zhenren for a hundred years, and it will be useless to go to as many dead people as possible. ”

The eldest grandson frowned lightly and said in a low voice: "This is not necessarily, our children are too easy to trust people, and the two men almost killed him a few days ago." ”

"That's not a guy, it's an assassin carefully cultivated by the Hidden Dragon Organization!" Li Shimin's eyes were a little cold, and he suddenly snorted heavily, and said Sen Ran: "The stinky boy is really a city this time to cause the wind and clouds, the hidden dragon, the family, the Buddhist sect, and what bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have all jumped out." Hmph, if I want to move my Li Shimin's baby, I want to see if their necks are hard enough. ”

The emperor said this domineeringly, although there are thousands of people who have been in the past, but the eldest grandson sighed faintly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, since you know that these people have bad intentions, why do you still write a letter of recommendation to the old monk Zhicao?" Isn't that embarrassing for our family......"

Li Shimin was suddenly embarrassed, and coughed dryly: "I owed a favor to the thirteen stick monks at the beginning, and today the old monk Zhicao came to the door and begged bitterly, and I had no choice but to write him a letter of recommendation." But Guanyin, don't worry, even if they take my letters, it's useless, you also know the character of the stinky boy, some people in the world eat soft and some eat hard, but your eldest son doesn't eat soft and hard, I estimate that Buddhism will touch a gray nose this time. ”

"You deserve it!" The eldest grandson snorted angrily and said angrily: "When Yue'er stayed in Tianjiazhuang and was poor, he didn't see anyone come out to make friends with him? Now that he has the ability, one or two of them jumped out to get acquainted, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to get involved in Liaodong's affairs. Hmph, let the concubine's son be in front, but they pick up cheap in the back, how can there be such a good thing in the world? ”

Li Shimin rolled his eyes helplessly, with such a daughter-in-law who protects his calves, he is really a little speechless as a husband, but he can't be angry yet, because the eldest grandson is not only radical about Han Yue, but the rest can be called a model for the ages and queens.

"Guanyin, you and I can just wait and see what happens, and you have to believe in that kid's ability. Although Buddhism is huge, our children are not the teenagers who were bullied back then. ”

The emperor gently grabbed the eldest grandson's arm and wrist, and the husband and wife stood on the frame and looked back at the northeast, Li Shimin's tiger eyes were shining, and the eldest grandson was reluctant.

When the child is older, he has to leave room for self-development, and even if he is reluctant to give up, he has to afford to drive back to Chang'an.

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The wheel of history slowly runs over, and occasionally a butterfly stirs its wings, which can only change the small trend, and the general trend of the world cannot be changed.

After three years of Zhenguan, Buddhism was born again after escaping, and finally appeared in front of the world again.

This time, they stretched out their fingers to Han Yue.

Autumn in the Northeast is very short, only half a month has passed, and the weather has been a little severe.

Since that day, Han Yue promulgated the three recruitment lists, and all the people have been mobilized. 20,000 people were led away by Liu Laosan to build a brick kiln ten miles west of Shenyang City.

Nearly 5,000 teenagers were selected by Gu Mingwei, these teenagers were all smart people, and from then on they were low-level apprentices of the research institute, and while following Gu Mingwei to study the way of learning things, they built their own schools with their own hands.

The remaining 200,000 or so people have launched a vigorous large-scale production campaign.

To build the city, hundreds of ox carts rushed back and forth every day, pulled back a cart of red bricks, transported back a cart of cement, and then took the ancient county town of Xiangping as the center, and began to build the first male city in the world.

The dam was built, and the Liao River had entered a dry period, and a barrage dam was just being built, which was personally commanded by Han Yue, and a total of 50,000 people were put into labor. As the dam grew taller and taller day by day, Han Yue exchanged ten hydroelectric generators in the system, pretending to be his latest invention, and led people to install them under the dam.

On this day, I was busy with people, and suddenly I saw a burst of dust in the distance, and there should be a large group of people coming to see the movement.

The cavalry guarding Han Yue hurriedly turned over, each took out the weapons in their hands, and guarded carefully.

After a while, a figure appeared in the distance, it was a team of three hundred people, three hundred people might as well be in the eyes of the Xuanjia cavalry, but the knight on the horse was very surprising.

It's all monks!

Under the sun, a large number of bare heads were very eye-catching.

"Master Hou, a group of monks are here!" Yu Chi Baolin breathed a sigh of relief, he jumped off his war horse, and said with a smile: "Seeing that they are all from the Central Plains, not the bald donkey of the Western Regions, there should be no danger." But it's also strange to say that these monks don't stay in the Central Plains to eat fasting and chant Buddha, why do they want to come to this bitter cold place in the Northeast? Look at their riding posture, all of them are warrior monks......"

Han Yue let out a 'hmm', he was also very curious, and his eyes were blazing at the visitor.

The speed of the other party's horse was not fast, it took a long time to run more than a mile, and when the arrival was close to fifty steps, Han Yue suddenly discovered a strange thing, among the more than three hundred monks, almost all of them carried a small box, looking at the abdomen of the horses under their crotches being bent, the small box should be very heavy.

What can be packed in a small box to bend a healthy horse?

It seems that there is only gold!

"It's the Marquis of Jingyang in front?" An old monk sat on a horse, first glanced at Han Yue with a cloudy gaze, and then asked aloud.

Han Yue sighed, he hadn't seen any of these monks, why did the other party all set their eyes on him? He has been working by the river these days, and he is wearing ordinary clothes, and the other party definitely does not determine his identity from the clothing.

"There is no need to doubt that the old monk Zhicao has seen your portrait from His Majesty the Emperor, so he can recognize you at a glance. Hehehe, last year Jingyang Hou for the birthday of Princess Jinyang, a day to send three gifts, one of which the portrait was named the smile of Princess Jinyang, the world is rumored to be the treasure in the painting, the old monk met His Majesty in Shanhaiguan a few days ago, thanks to His Majesty's generous gift, let me see this painting, sure enough. ”

Han Yue felt abrupt in his heart, he always felt that the name Zhicao was very familiar, and Chi Baolin, the lieutenant next to him, said in a low voice: "Master Hou, when His Majesty was named the King of Qin, he led his troops to attack Wang Shichong of Luoyang, and the Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin once saved His Majesty's life. This old monk is the master of Shaolin Temple, and he is also the leader of Buddhism today......"

"It turned out to be him!" Han Yue's eyes flashed, and he secretly noticed it in his heart.

What do you want to do when Buddhism jumps out?

Han Yue asked himself if he had no friendship with Buddhism, so he became more and more suspicious.

The gaze of the old monk on the opposite side seemed to be cloudy, but every time it flashed, there was a faint brilliance of wisdom, he jumped off the horse with a smile, walked slowly in front of Han Yue, and put his hands together and said: "Jingyang Hou is guessing the reason why the old monk is here?" ”

"The master is wise, and I don't understand what it means!"

"Without him, the old monk came here not only to ask for an opportunity, but also to give up a piece of money, that's all!"

"What chance are you looking for? What kind of money do you give? ”

"Chance, also known as good fate, the old monk traveled thousands of miles to go outside the customs, naturally to have a good fate with the Marquis of Jingyang. As for giving up wealth, each of the three hundred monks is carrying a box containing 100 catties of gold, can the Marquis of Jingyang be satisfied? ”

Hiss -

There was a gasp of cold air next to it!

Before Han Yue could say anything, Wei Chi Jingde and several cavalrymen had already had straight eyes.

Each of the 300 monks carried 100 catties of gold, which added up to 30,000 catties, 16 taels of 16 taels, which was 480,000 taels, and 1 tael of gold and 15 taels, which was 7.2 million catties.

But this is only a theoretical figure, in fact, 480,000 taels of gold no one is stupid enough to exchange it for copper coins, which is the thing that suppresses the treasury.

"Master, you and I are ruthless, why do you give money in vain?" Han Yue grinned and said meaningfully: "Master Benhou once heard a saying, the mouth of a cannibal is short, and that person's hand is short......"

The old monk smiled, folded his hands and said: "This language seems to be vulgar, but it is actually very Zen, and the old monk also thinks it is very reasonable!" ”

The old and the young looked at each other, and they all let out a meaningful laugh.