Datang Fenghua Road

The old monk Zhicao suddenly opened his eyes, smiled and slapped his head, and praised: "The Marquis of Jingyang loves the people like a son, and he has supported 30 people with his own efforts. Are you distressed?"

"Do you feel distressed?" Han Yue murmured, sitting by the pot and looking up at the sky, faintly: "It's a lie to say that you don't feel distressed. 30 people eat and drink, and each person is calculated as five big coins a day. Expenses of two thousand guan. This is only the money for food, and the salary is more, tens of thousands every day. Although the Marquis is rich, it is not brought by the strong wind, how can you not feel distressed?"

"Since it hurts, why spend money?"

"You can't do it without spending..." Han Yue said lightly, he glanced at the old monk Zhicao, and said meaningfully: "You sit on a lotus pedestal in the Buddhist family, and you will come out to get a ticket in prosperous times, and you will hide in troubled times and enjoy the blessings of the common people. You don't understand the suffering!"

The old monk Zhicao sighed softly, and said deeply: "How can the old monk not understand? In the last years of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the old monk was still a scholar. Because of the chaos in the world, his parents died of hunger. The pain will never be forgotten. Amitabha, the old monk respects me I have been a Buddha for decades, but I never imagined that today I would violate the precept of common sentiment again."

Han Yue let out a laugh, and said with a chuckle: "Although the past is like smoke, the family relationship cannot be forgotten. Master can mention your parents, which means that your heart is not cold, and you have not become a Buddha. In this case, I can be with you." Forget the year."

He stopped here slowly, and then said: "When you become a Buddha one day, our friendship will be over."

This is to tell the old monk Zhicao, I don't like Buddhism, but I respect you, the old Buddhist monk, you can have personal friendship, but I do not support your Buddhist appeals.

Zhicao lightly announced the Buddha's name. He couldn't say anything about Han Yue, or he didn't want to annoy Han Yue, so he kept silent and stopped talking.

At this time, the evening is approaching, the afterglow of the setting sun is slanting down, and there is a delicate red glow hanging on the horizon. Suddenly there are footsteps under the river bank. Han Yue and Zhicao look at the same time, but they find that it is the blue moon. Coming up from the embankment.

This woman was also covered in mud, and her three thousand beautiful hair was wet with sewage, but Han Yue suddenly felt a lot more pleasing to the eye when she looked like this.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, yes, gods and Buddhas are high in the clouds, so you don't eat fireworks in the world. You little girl can go down the embankment to work, and you have a breath of life on your body. People should eat something when they live in the world. Five grains and miscellaneous grains, don't think about being a fairy."

Qingyue walked directly in front of him and sat down with her knees crossed, her wonderful eyes shining like pearls in the dark night, staring at Han Yue and said, "Do you not believe in gods and Buddhas?"

"Do not believe!"

"There are rumors all over the world that you were gifted by immortals in a dream, so you have all nine orifices..."

Han Yue laughed, he suddenly stood up, patted the soil on his butt, then pointed to the half-built dam in the river and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Qingyue also stood up. The female nun did not avoid suspicion at all. She stood beside Han Yue and stood side by side with him. She stared at Han Yue with a pair of wonderful eyes.

This girl was so casual, Han Yue blushed because of her, and he subconsciously took a half step back and opened the distance between the two.

"This dam blocks the river and the fly, blocks the turbulent river water, and then uses the water potential to generate a magical power, which I call electricity."

"Electricity?"

"Yes, electricity!" Han Yue smiled faintly. He stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said in a mysterious and proud tone: "There is thunder in the sky, and gods and Buddhas control it. This is what your religion says. I will tell you today, This electricity is thunder. It comes from heaven and earth, and it can also be made by manpower. With this power, I can use it to light up the dark night, use it to drive all kinds of machinery, can make the information outside the customs reach Chang'an in an instant, and let Infant children have the power of tens of thousands of knives."

He glanced at Qingyue, hehe said: "Electricity is so magical, but the Lord can make it, do you think I will still believe in gods and Buddhas?"

Qingyue stared at him in a daze, her wonderful eyes were like bright pearls, and seemed to contain a stream of autumn water. She stared straight at him until Han Yue felt a little uncomfortable, Qingyue suddenly smiled softly, and said indifferently: "I grew up when I was young. I grew up in a monastery, but I don’t believe in gods and Buddhas either, so Lord Hou doesn’t need to worry about marrying a crazy woman who is crazy about gods and gods.”

"Why do you always stick to me?" Han Yue couldn't bear it any longer, and finally decided to be more direct, he looked at Qingyue with bright eyes, and said coldly, "I don't think I'm attractive to women, so don't tell me. What love at first sight. It's gold and a woman, tsk tsk, it's a good way to have both money and sex."

Qingyue stretched out her hand to take off the monk's hat, and while removing the mud on the hat with her hand, she whispered, "If you want to be born in Buddhism, you must find a guardian." She glanced at Han Yue, and then explained: "In those days, the Northern and Southern Dynasties Xiao Yan, Emperor Wu of Liang during the period, was the apologist for the development of my Buddhism in the secular world."

Han Yue suddenly realized, and then he was a little puzzled, and murmured: "Then you should go to the emperor, Master Zhicao has saved His Majesty's life, this matter is easier to handle, why come to find me as a little prince?"

Qingyue stared at him blankly, with a strange look on her face for a long time, and tentatively said: "You really don't know?"

Han Yue was stunned and asked subconsciously, "What do you know?"

At this moment, the old monk Zhicao suddenly announced a Buddha's name, as if he wanted to interrupt Qingyue, and seemed to be talking to Han Yue. In short, his Buddha's name was just right, so that the conversation between the two could not continue.

Han Yue turned around slowly and asked, "Is there something wrong with the master?"

Zhi Cao smiled slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "The old monk and others have come from thousands of miles away. Even if the Marquis of Jingyang hates my Buddhist sect, he should give alms for a fast meal, right? The 30 people under your command have already eaten. There's also some rumbling..."

Han Yue laughed, and quickly cupped his hands: "Don't blame the master, I'll let someone cook a vegetarian meal over here."

"No need to bother, the old monk eats meat and drinks wine, and this cauldron smells delicious. Houtian of Jingyang is the lord of the world, why not invite the old monk for a meal?"

I, Cao, does this old monk eat meat?

Han Yue was stunned, and in a trance, he didn't remember the metaphor in the old monk's words.

The lord of the world, according to the meaning of Buddhism, can be interpreted as the benefactor of the world.But the greater possibility is that the emperor of the world!

That's right, the emperor of the world!Buddhism has never done a loss-making business. They send gold and beautiful women, and their eyes are on the future...

Han Yue didn't know his identity, but there were well-informed people in Buddhism. They speculated through Li Shimin's behavior and were ready to invest now.

This kind of thing was done by Lu Buwei back then, and by Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms, and now Buddhism wants to do it too.

Support Han Yue to become emperor!

Chapter 267 What to watch?Not convinced, come and fight!

The setting sun gradually went away, and the evening went far away. When the night gradually covered the earth, the bonfire by the river suddenly appeared much brighter.Here, 5 civilians are building the dam, and [-] people are eating at the same time. What a spectacular scene.

"Don't worry, line up. The Marquis has an order today to add more meals and meat to keep you full." Dozens of cooks shouted loudly with their spoons, and kept shouting: "Prepare the bowls and chopsticks for dinner, how old are you?" Don’t be afraid of bowls, as long as you don’t waste food, you can eat whatever you want today. Also, my Lord Hou said that building a dam is hard work, and the Lord is very grateful for your hard work, so whenever there are old people in the family Children or female relatives who can’t work can be taken to the construction site for meals, no matter how many people there are, and the little baby will give an extra copper coin as a gift.”

"Master Hou is mighty!"

"Hou Ye live to be a hundred years old!"

"Master Hou will give birth to ten big fat boys next year..."

The scene is booming, there is something to shout, the people are simple, and their words are not elegant, but they are all heartfelt and sincere.

Han Yue felt very happy.

He saw a strong man holding a large bowl and shouting loudly, as if not expressing his gratitude was not enough to shout out his voice.Han Yue couldn't help waving at him, and scolded with a smile: "Stop shouting, save some energy and go eat. If you yell out your guts, I will lose another worker tomorrow!"

The big man grinned and said a little shyly: "Master Hou, let me yell twice, I feel uncomfortable if I don't yell. There are four little children in my family, plus a sick woman. I work alone on the construction site, but I have to bring five people to eat and drink. Lord Hou, I thank you..."

Han Yue was stunned for a while, not knowing why he felt a little sad in his heart.

He looked at the swarthy face of the strong man, and then his eyes fell on the man's tanned back, and asked softly, "There are four children at home, life is very difficult, right?"

"It's not difficult!" The strong man touched the back of his head, and replied honestly, "It used to be difficult to stay in Hebei, the kids couldn't get enough to eat every day. There are many bark wild vegetables to eat? Lord, I originally had seven children, but three of them starved to death. If Your Majesty hadn’t ordered us to come here, I’m afraid another child would starve to death.”

When he said this, he slowly squatted down, and suddenly felt that squatting was not enough to express everything, and suddenly fell to his knees and said loudly: "Since coming to the Northeast, my big Liu's child has never been hungry again, you are me. The savior of the family. Lord Hou, my big Liu thank you, woohoo…”

The dignified seven-foot man burst into tears as he spoke, crying like a child without a full moon.

Many people next to him looked over with bowls and chopsticks. Many people were touched by the sadness of Da Liu, and secretly began to wipe their eyes and tears.

Han Yue let out a long sigh. He suddenly shouted loudly, and said in a rumbled voice: "This Marquis has decided to increase all wages by [-]% starting today, and each person will be paid [-] big money every day."

This is really adding money for a disagreement. Countless people looked at each other in dismay, and suddenly fell to the ground together, shouting loudly, "Thank you for your kindness!"

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