Datang Fenghua Road

In fact, where is Han Yue's marching meat transferred from the Central Plains, he has completely exchanged it from the system. Now that the snow is blocking the mountains and the weather is freezing, there is no way to transfer materials to the Central Plains.

With 30 people and 15 Han slaves, the daily rations consumed are a huge expense. Han Yue's scalp is a little numb now.

One thing he still doesn't know is that Li Shimin has adopted Li Tai's suggestion and has decided to send another 55 people out of the customs, in order to add a million people to his Shenyang city.

Now the decree is already on the way!

"Big brother, can I get my grandfather up from the ground?" Xiao Yaya suddenly let out a weak voice, Han Yue froze for a moment, and then he remembered that the old man was still kneeling on the ground.

He was holding Yaya in one hand and holding the big bowl in the other, obviously he couldn't go to pull the old man. A few people next to him winked, and ran up to help the old man up carefully. Someone whispered, "Don't be afraid of this old man, our marquis. You have a good heart, Shenyang City does not like to bully people, you used to suffer in Turks, but now God has opened his eyes and let you come to Shenyang City, this is the best home in the Tang Dynasty..."

The old man was supported by several people, and his body was still trembling, but he felt the kindness in the words of everyone, and the fear in his heart weakened slightly.

"Amitabha, Buddha bless, finally let us meet a big man with a good heart!" The old man suddenly put his hands together and said with a sincere expression.

Everyone was stunned, Han Yue's wrist flicked slightly in the distance, he looked back at the old man, turned his head and began to feed the little girl carefully again.

Han Yue didn't say anything, but the cook was very unhappy, jumped over and said loudly: "You old man is really ridiculous, the people are sheltered by the Marquis, not only food, drink, but also housing and shelter, what is the blessing of the Buddha? Hmph, those bald guys only fool people, apart from deceiving us people, what good things have you seen them do?"

The old man trembled a little, and tremblingly said: "Last night...a Buddha found the old man's residence last night. He blessed the old man, saying that I will be protected by the Buddha from now on. Although I suffer in this life, I will enjoy blessings in the next life."

"Fuck it, you bald donkey!" The cook scolded and slammed the pot with a big spoon. His face was full of anger, and he said loudly: "Can you still enjoy happiness in the next life? I believe that in this life, in this life, I will be able to live with our Marquis and let those bald and bald Buddhas die..."

"Amitabha, the donor speaks lies, and I'm afraid he will go to the tongue-pulling hell after his death!" Said the bald donkey and the bald donkey, when a Buddha's horn suddenly sounded in the distance, and several monks slowly walked towards this side.

These monks are powerful and powerful, and they are monks from Buddhism. There are two figures not far behind the monks, they are the old monk Zhicao and the nun Qingyue.

Today, the whole city is clearing snow, but these monks don’t participate in the labor. Instead, they run around with rosary beads in their hands. When they see the Han slaves, they come forward to preach Buddhist teachings. Attracted.

Han Yue's eyes turned cold, he didn't even look at these monks, and continued to lower his head to feed the little girl.

"Amitabha, this donor insults the Buddha. He needs to be worshipped at the Buddhist temple and beg for mercy sincerely. Otherwise, after you die, you will be in hell and suffer endless torment." Several monks stood in front of the cook, and Han Yue hugged him. The little girl squatted on the ground to eat, and they didn't notice it for a while.

The cook is obviously a tough tempered person. He glared at the bull's eye, swung a big spoon in his hand, and shouted, "What if I don't go?"

The monk's eyes turned cold, and his words threatened: "Then the poor monk and others have no choice but to arrest you. Although Buddhism is merciful, there are also Dharma protectors, Amitabha. If the donor speaks insults to the Buddha, let's go with us."

This is obviously to stand up!

Now that Shenyang City is newly built, Buddhists are also building a temple in the city. This is what Han Yue promised at the beginning. Unfortunately, although they built temples, few people went to worship Buddha. Until the recent arrival of 15 Han slaves, Buddha The family business suddenly improved.

The good situation has already appeared, and Buddhism naturally cannot allow the spread of disreputable words.

As long as this group of husbands can be arrested and go to the Buddhist temple to beg for mercy, it will surely deter many people. Although this move may offend the Marquis of Jingyang, as long as the Buddhist saints come forward, I believe they will be resolved.

With this thought in mind, the two monks suddenly stepped forward at the same time, reaching out to restrain the cook.

At this moment, Han Yue finally fed the little Yaya. He slowly stood up from the ground with a big bowl in his hand, and said with a smile: "Whoever wants to arrest me, have you asked me if..."

As he said that, he handed the bowl to the cook, and instructed lightly, "Go and fill the two masters with fat. Lord Ben will invite them to dinner today."

The tone was light, but there was an indescribable dominance. The eyes of the people on both sides were sparkling, and they looked at their Marquis with admiration.

In Buddhism, it is forbidden to be meaty, and this hand is clearly a face-slap.

Chapter 292 Qingyue, You Kneel For This Marquis

The two monks looked at each other, feeling their faces burning hot. Seeing the guy running over with a large bowl full of meat excitedly, he said triumphantly: "My Lord has an order to invite you to eat meat. Hurry up!" Order and eat quickly, I specially picked up the fattest good meat for you to fill up, don't disappoint our Lord Hou's heart."

While speaking, the big bowl was handed forward, and the aroma of meat came out, the two monks frowned slightly, their faces gloomy and embarrassing.

This guy has a way of bullying others, and he yelled: "Why don't you eat it? Are you not giving face to our Lord Hou? His grandma dare not give face to our Lord Hou in Shenyang City. I don't think you want to eat it." It's a mess, folks and elders, let's beat his mother..."

Also know how to mobilize the masses!

Han Yue felt strange in his heart, and stood there quietly watching the cook pretend to be forceful.How about coercion?The cook is a commoner under his command. Even if he really wants to beat the monk, he will protect the calf and support him.

"Amitabha, goodness is good!" A Buddha's name suddenly came from not far away, and the old monk Zhicao and Qingyue hurried over.

The two glanced at the monk, and then bowed to Han Yue with clasped hands. Qingyue said softly: "Amitabha, my two senior brothers are monks. They have only practiced martial arts in their lives and rarely studied Buddhism. They are Buddhist Dharma protectors. Monk, your mind is a little unstable, that's why you caused this kind of trouble. Can you give the poor monk some thin noodles, I'll eat this bowl of meat, please don't embarrass the two senior brothers..."

Han Yue snorted. For some reason, there was anger in his heart, and he said meaningfully: "You want to eat meat? Yes, I have a piece of good meat for you to eat. I don't know if you dare to open your mouth!"

These words made Qingyue's face stunned, and she didn't understand what Han Yue meant for a long time.

The people around were smirking, and one of the middle-aged men said in a low voice, "Our Marquis is really capable, and he dares to train a Buddhist saint on the street, tsk tsk tsk, ask her if she dares to open her mouth to eat meat, if it is If this girl knows what kind of meat it is, I guess she will not dare. The Marquis can sleep five women in one night..."

A young commoner next to him was beaming: "That's not necessarily true, I heard that this Buddhist saint wants to stick to Hou Ye all day long, maybe she is waiting for this opportunity, tsk tsk tsk, Hou Ye will soon take another room. concubine."

The people were laughing and giggling, and they were all talking slang. Although they lowered their voices, they were still heard by Qingyue.

Her face was a little red, and she folded her hands and said, "Amitabha, why is the Marquis of Jingyang doing this? People in the world say you are kind-hearted, but why can't you tolerate my Buddhist family? The poor monk is a woman, but you speak insults, this is not worthy of it. The status of the world's largest nation."

"Those who humiliate people will humiliate them!" Han Yue snorted lightly and said coldly, "My lord, I miss you traveling thousands of miles to the northeast, so he allowed you to build temples in Shenyang City, and also allowed you to spread Buddhism. Doctrine. But my permission is limited, and you have violated my bottom line."

He suddenly pointed at the two warrior monks and shouted angrily: "These two dare to arrest the people under my command in broad daylight, but I would like to ask, now that Buddhist preaching does not rely on words, has it been changed to use force? ?"

Qingyue sighed softly, silently refusing to speak.It was obvious that the two warrior monks were wrong, but Han Yue caught her in the act. Although she had the ability to speak the lotus, she couldn't find an excuse to justify it for a while.

Han Yue snorted again, grabbed his head and shouted to the cook: "What are you doing, handing the bowl to the two bald donkeys, and Lord Ben watched them eat in person."

He used to call him the two masters, but now he calls him a bald donkey. The transformation before and after gives the impression that he is very angry. Qingyue's eyes that are as bright as water flickered slightly. He fell into the snow and said quietly, "The poor monk begged the Marquis of Jingyang to give me this bowl of meat."

She held the big bowl in both hands and looked up at Han Yue, with a hint of firmness on her beautiful face. It was clear that as long as Han Yue nodded, she would immediately eat the bowl of fat.

It's a pity that Han Yue didn't even look at her, and snorted coldly, "I said, you can eat meat if you want, I have a piece of meat for you. But this bowl of meat won't work, no matter who comes to plead for mercy today, this bowl of meat will serve you well. Gotta get into the belly of two bald donkeys."

It’s just this kind of persecution, it’s just so unreasonable, and you can’t stand it anymore, just get out of the way. I just demolished that temple in Shenyang City to make room for a school for the common people.

"Amitabha, saints also have anger, this is my fault!" The old monk Zhicao finally opened his mouth to speak, he folded his hands and walked in front of Han Yue with a helpless expression: "Don't be angry, the old monk, can I discuss with you? , let these two monks eat meat on the street corner."

"No way!" Han Yue threw his arm and refused directly: "They rushed to catch my people on the street, and Lord Ben let them eat meat on the street, not only today, but also tomorrow. You Isn’t it forbidden to eat meat and fishy food in Buddhism, so the Marquis will let them eat meat every day…”

So firm, obviously not giving in an inch, Buddhism dared to reach out to Han Nu, which has touched Han Yue's bottom line.

The old monk Zhicao let out a long sigh and folded his hands together and said, "Even if you plant evil causes, there will always be evil consequences. With the actions of the Marquis of Jingyang today, my Buddhist sect has been damaged, and the Marquis is afraid that he will also declare that he has been defiled."

What the old monk said was right, Buddhism is taboo against meat and fishy, ​​although others made mistakes first, but Han Yue forced them to break the precepts.

"Just scold me, Master Ben was born as a gangster, so I don't have a lot of infamy?" Han Yue sneered, glanced at Qingyue fiercely, and said coldly: "If you don't give them the bowl again, don't blame Ben Lord Hou doesn't give you face. The common people are right, Lord Hou's dick is very cruel..."

He deliberately added bad words, and even spit out the dirty words he used to be a gangster. Qingyue's pretty face changed constantly, and her ears were red like fire.

"The Marquis of Jingyang is so unforgiving that the poor monk will never forget what happened today."

"If you're not convinced, go away. Lord Ben didn't lock you with chains, and the gates of Shenyang City are also open. You Buddhists can get out at any time."

It's a pity that his words are useless. For the sake of the Buddhist family, it can be said that they are the most forbearing group of people in the world. Qingyue suddenly stood up from the ground, holding the big bowl in both hands and handing it to the monk, with tears in her eyes: "Amitabha, I also asked two senior brothers to be humiliated and eat this bowl of fat."