Datang unsigned for six years, only to know that it is Journey to the West

Jinji Temple, the largest temple nearby, wanted to annex their Hualong Temple when his master was still there.

Sure enough, the neighbors turned against each other.

Seeing Su Chen frown, Gao Shilian said: "My lord, you have a kind heart, and you should treat your subjects with kindness and power, otherwise they will get their noses in the face."

subject to the people? !

Su Chen was taken aback.

Knowing that Su Chen was indifferent to fame and fortune, Sun Simiao explained: "Master, you are the Duke of Dao. The nine mountains and twelve villages near Yunyuan Mountain are all your fiefdoms, and Jinji Mountain where Jinji Temple is located is one of your fiefdoms."

Su Chen was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly became happy.

He laughed and said, "They are my subjects, I am their master, and they take a copy of me?!"

Sun Simiao nodded, "Yes, Master, what are you going to do with it?!"

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How to deal with it? !

How else to deal with it!

Su Chen was happy.

He is the Duke of the Dao Kingdom, a first-rank great celestial master, and the master of the nine mountains and twelve villages.

The Golden Rooster Temple happened to be in his fief, and those monks were all his subjects.

"Master, what are you going to do with it?!" Sun Simiao asked again.

Gao Shilian thought that Su Chenzhai had a kind heart, so he didn't take it seriously.

He suggested: "Lord Tianshi, let this old man be the villain for you."

Su Chen said: "No need, although religion belongs to the Ministry of Rites, but in today's world, it is not easy for the Ministry of Rites to interfere too much in religion, right?!"

Gao Shilian nodded, indeed.

Taoism and Buddhism are so powerful that they are almost free-ranging, belonging to a family that has jumped out of the secular world.

Su Chen said: "Let Lizheng collect their rent."

Rent collector? !

Gao Shilian was stunned.

Sun Simiao was also taken aback.

Gao Shilian said in astonishment: "Master Tianshi doesn't know something, they are Buddhists, the Ministry of Rites doesn't restrict them much, and rent collection has never happened before."

Sun Simiao also said: "The Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty did not pay taxes, and there has never been a rent collection."

Su Chen said indifferently: "It didn't exist before, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. If Datang doesn't accept it, I will accept it in this fief."

Without giving any rebuttal, he waved his hand and asked Sun Simiao to give orders.

Sun Simiao had a strange expression on his face. He also felt that it seemed reasonable for Su Chen to rent a son.

Just because no one has done it before doesn't mean they can't do it.

My master is like a god and man, dare to impeach him, and the rent collector is also a benevolent master.

Sun Simiao quickly went to inform Li Zheng.

Lizheng took the most thorough action when he got the news, because they really worshiped Su Chen as a god.

In the realm of Yunyuan Mountain, Su Chen's words are more effective than the emperor's.

"If there is no Lord Tianshi, we will all starve to death. Those bald people dare to impeach Lord Tianshi. It is too cheap for them to collect rent. Take someone to order their temple."

"That's right, order their temples."

"I had a friend who went to Jinji Temple to worship a few days ago, and I broke his leg when I went back."

"Walk around, go to Jinji Temple to collect rent."

A group of people headed for the Golden Rooster Temple mightily.

The monks of Jinji Temple are sitting on pins and needles these days, and their memorials have already been handed over.

But it was being pressed all the time, without any sound.

They originally thought that if Sun Simiao failed to pray for rain, they could take this opportunity to bring down Yunyuan Mountain.

Unexpected success.

When Sun Simiao returned to Longguan, the monks were afraid.

They wanted to get the notebook back, but the officials from the Ministry of Rites they met said that the notebook was missing.

They were worried in their hearts, how could the book disappear.

After a few days of silence, they felt that it might have really disappeared.

When he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was always worried that he would be retaliated by Yun Yuanshan.

at this time.

I saw a group of people coming towards them in a mighty way. They were all ordinary mountain people, and some of them had come to their Golden Rooster Temple to offer incense.

"Haha, there are pilgrims coming, and there are a lot of them."

"I don't know how long I haven't seen so many pilgrims. Although their sesame oil money is a little less, they offer a lot."

"Strange, why don't they eat pots of pulp, but carry poles and hoes?!"

"Maybe you want to come and help us with farm work, as a token of your appreciation."

The mountain people came, and the Buddhist people restrained their joy, sat upright, and began to chant sutras.

Ordinary people like this one the most.

San Sanli is bringing thousands of mountain people here.

Jory was yelling, "Master Feiyun, come out quickly."

Master Feiyun, the old abbot of Jinji Temple, immediately came out with many elders, with a smile on his face.

"Benefactor Qiao, how much is the incense donated this time?" Master Feiyun smiled.

Qiao Li was glaring at him, and said, "Donate money? Old monk, I think you should give money to us."

The crowd immediately clamored, and thousands of people yelled at the monks.

Some people drove away other pilgrims who were offering incense.

Master Feiyun was frightened.

The other elders were also in a hurry.

"Qiao Lizheng, what happened?!" Master Feiyun was a little anxious.

Qiao Li was humming: "What happened? We were ordered to let you pay the rent at the Golden Rooster Temple."

Pay rent? !

The monks were all stunned.

This word is not unfamiliar, they often hear it from the mouths of ordinary people, but they have never had this idea themselves.

The old monk said: "Qiao Lizheng, our Buddhist sect never pays rent. In the former Sui Dynasty, our Golden Rooster Temple did not pay rent."

Qiao Li was humming: "It doesn't matter whether you paid the rent before, but now Jinji Mountain is the fiefdom of Lord Tianshi, you are the people, why don't you pay the rent?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain people behind him clamored, clamoring for them to pay the rent.

The monks were angry.

But feeling guilty again, several old monks looked at each other.

"Could it be that we sent people to steal food and make trouble, and Niubi found out, and now they are here to take revenge on us?"

The old monk was startled and said: "Why on earth, we and Hualong Temple have always been in harmony with each other."

Qiao Li was snorting: "Stop talking nonsense, our Lord Tianshi is such a good person, you bastards actually sued the emperor for his tricks."

"Hurry up and pay the rent, 500 taels a month."

The monks were very angry, but the old monk knew that the situation was stronger than others, so he didn't dare to mess around.

"Okay, 500 taels is 500 taels."

Jory was adding: "Gold, it's 500 taels of gold."

The monks were completely angry, and the old monk was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, saying: "Don't go too far, 500 taels of gold a month is enough to feed an army of 5000 people."

Jory snorted, "You don't want to give it? Then you all leave Jinji Mountain. Remember, you are not allowed to take away any plants or trees here, they belong to Master Tianshi!"

The monks were all angry, but seeing thousands of mountain people and thinking of Su Chen's identity, they could only swallow their anger.

Hualong Temple.

Su Chen and Gao Shilian were drinking tea and discussing the way of cultivating immortals, and Sun Simiao came back soon to report.

"Master, the monks have paid the rent obediently, 500 taels of gold a month."

At this time, he was fluttering. For the first time, Taoist priests collected rents from the monk and succeeded.

Su Chen smiled and said, "Okay, let them plant land for me in a few days. Recently, they have opened up a lot of wasteland. They must not be idle."

Sun Simiao was overjoyed.

Gao Shilian took a deep breath, and at the same time was overwhelmed by Su Chen's courage and methods.

"Those monks provoked Master Tianshi, they really asked for trouble."

Su Chen chuckled, and said, "Grandfather has a lot of things to do every day, so he came to Hualongguan, isn't it just for the purpose of passing a message and drinking tea to talk about health preservation?!"

When Gao Shilian saw that there was no one around, he stood up in a bit of embarrassment, "Actually, the main reason I came here this time is to ask for a lottery."

Su Chen smiled, "My lord is going to ask what's the matter?!"

Gao Shilian lowered his voice and said: "I made a mistake before, and I have been working in Sichuan. Recently, I returned to Chang'an through my nephew's operation."

"And was entrusted with an important task by His Majesty, from the Ministry of Officials to the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites. This change is so great, and it is the appointment of an official to make a wish, but it also makes the old man confused. I don't know what is good or bad. I am here to ask."

Su Chen suddenly realized that Gao Shilian returned to Beijing suddenly and was appointed an official, worrying about gains and losses.

Then he comforted him: "Your Majesty, don't worry, let's draw lots first."

Chapter 56 Immortal Cultivation Art Saint Grade Heavenly Immortal Jue

"Yes, yes, draw lots first."

Gao Shilian nodded quickly, but at the same time he was a little nervous.

Su Chen took out the bamboo tube and comforted him: "Draw the lottery, don't think so much."

Gao Shilian took the bamboo tube, then knelt devoutly in front of the Sanqing statue, then put the bamboo tube on his forehead, and prayed for a while.

Swish swish.

Shake the bamboo tube.

"Blessed by the ancestors, Gao Shilian, the descendant, will be appointed as an official and return to his hometown, hoping to turn the bad luck into good luck."

pat.

A bamboo stick fell.

Gao Shilian couldn't wait to pick it up and take a look, his face turned pale immediately, and his pale beard trembled violently.

Then the whole person seemed to be drained of strength, and fell down on the futon.

Sign up!

"How could it be signed, I have to be recalled by His Majesty, it shouldn't be like this!"

Gao Shilian's tears came down in an instant, and the old tears flowed horizontally, "Your Majesty, I just made a small mistake. I was punished for several years in Shu, managed well, and finally came back. Why can I still be unknown in my old age?!"

Speaking of this, Gao Shilian grabbed the ground with his head and wept bitterly.

The older a person is, the more he believes in fate, he is still a cultivator, and he has no doubts about ghosts and gods, and Su Chen is even more famous.