The Big Wild Goose Pagoda is nine stories high. You can overlook most of Chang'an City from the top. The two stood side by side in front of the fence, saying nothing.

The lectures in the temple were still going on because the two of them were on the nine-story pagoda. The sound that reached my ears was almost ethereal, and only the eaves bell hanging on the tower swayed gently.

The colorful paintings of Buddhist Buddhas behind you look down at everyone who comes here to take a look.

"I made a calculation before." Pei Jiaoran suddenly said.

"Huh?" Li Xiujing tilted his head to look at her, "Which account?"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and said with a slightly cold tone, "Buddhist temple. Money is made of copper. However, since Zhaozong, Buddhist temples, statues and sacrificial vessels have been vigorously built everywhere. There is not much copper mine left everywhere, and What's more, they spend money to make ritual vessels and Buddha statues." Taking a deep breath, she continued: "Nowadays, more and more Buddhist temples are being built, and many people are tonsured. If the world's wealth is divided into ten, then there should be seven or eight Buddhist temples. As a result, military expenditures Expenditures are unsustainable and materials for weapons are nowhere to be found.”

She has no interest in Buddhist temples and only reads Buddhist classics as ordinary books. It would be fine if they only preached Buddhist teachings, but there were always monks who instigated a large number of their followers to absorb the population, resulting in a sharp reduction in the country's household registration, and vigorously occupying land. In the case of exemption from taxes, the monks had white disciples, and the nuns raised daughters. , both of which are not titled as household registration.

What's more, they set up a treasury to lend money to the people at high interest rates. If they failed to repay their debts, they would use their relationships with officials to help recover them. In addition, they even openly participated in salt tea and wine.

"How can these people be Buddhas? I'm afraid that the Buddha's heart has long been filthy." Li Xiujing said softly, "Their Buddhist school pays attention to education. But Shi Jilong worships Buddha's pictures and practices Buddhism, and is extremely pious. He often makes offerings to him. , it’s not just about piercing babies with spears for pleasure, killing people horribly. This shows that his teachings are completely useless.”

If Buddhist teachings on good and evil are useful, then why do people still do evil in all dynasties?

"Oh. I'm afraid the abbots of the temples in Chang'an have more money than you and I. The world's wealth depends entirely on the taxes paid by the people, but many monks and nuns, while promoting Buddhism, trick the people into offering incense and accumulating money. Use your merits to cultivate the next life. It is difficult for the court to operate, but the monks and nuns are idle." Pei Jiaoran rested her hands on the fence and let the night wind blow the shawl on her shoulders. "I intend to stop the Buddhist temples in the world and make the monks and nuns return to secular life."

She is not afraid of falling into the trap of Abi after death. But he couldn't bear the rampant Buddhist temples and the imperial court was in difficulty. The poor were oppressed by the Buddhist temples and became slaves in a land without support. But the Buddha colluded with officials to make money and was greedy.

"I remember you mentioned this when you were in Guazhou."

"Xuan Yin, you advised me at that time. Your Majesty believes in Buddhism. If I reported it, it would definitely lead to death." Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and smiled, "But since I entered Chang'an, I have read the accounts of the Household Department. I just feel that if I don't If we attack the Buddhist temple again, sooner or later it will bring disaster to the imperial court."

"Then what are you going to do? What can I do for you?" Li Xiujing asked in a deep voice.

Finally, the cape couldn't withstand the invasion of the night wind, and broke away from Pei Jiaoran's shoulders, drifting into the night.

Watching Pi Pei go away in the wind, Pei Jiaoran said: "There are many forces involved in this matter. From the royal family to the courtiers in the outer court and the eunuchs in the inner court. I plan to find an opportunity to mention this matter to the prince."

The downsizing of Buddhist temples is not only a matter of wide scope but also of great importance. If it were just her and Li Xiujing, they would be killed by fanatical Buddhists before they could even practice it. She remembered hearing Wei Ruo mention the prince's dislike of Buddhism in her previous life, and she had also written a letter mentioning it, but in the end she was suppressed by Wang Yu and his group in the name of protection.

She has experienced more in this life, which further confirmed her idea of ​​reducing the number of Buddhist temples.

"Prince?" Li Xiujing frowned.

Hearing Li Xiujing's confused tone, Pei Jiaoran frowned. Turning around and leaning on Zhu Lan, "The prince is the crown prince and the future monarch. If he helps with this matter, it will be easier than for you and me."

"Can you guarantee that the prince will agree to this? I have never seen the prince object to His Majesty welcoming the Buddha's bones before."

"That's because the prince is both a prince and a courtier. Without sufficient support, why should the prince take the risk to annoy His Majesty? And now we must get the prince's support to do this, and the prince will agree." Pei Jiaoran smiled. road.

After saying this, Li Xiujing nodded with deep understanding, then lowered his head to look at the swaying lights below. The lights cruised forward in succession, and the rich bells swam into the sky a little below. What followed was the sound of drums on the tower.

"Qingjia." Li Xiujing called.

"Huh?" Pei Jiaoran looked back at him and raised his lips, "What's the matter?"

The ringing of bells continued, and the portrait of Buddha behind him still lowered its eyes. The scent of incense candles fills your breathing.

Looking into Pei Jiaoran's eyes, Li Xiujing suddenly felt that his eyes were burning. The prosperous Chang'an City at her feet further highlights her youthful spirit hidden beneath her gentle face.

He held her face and his eyes fell on the faint blush in her ears. That bit of beauty was the earring he gave her, but it seemed to burn his heart at this moment. He leaned closer to her, his lips almost touching her cheek.

"Qingjia. The road ahead is long and unpredictable. I am willing to share weal and woe with you. Sheng and chime have the same pronunciation."

"There is a god three feet above your head. Xuanyin should not do anything disobedient." Pei Jiaoran stretched out her hand to block the lips that were getting closer. Her hand seemed to be burned and she trembled slightly. The smile in her eyes was like the spring light falling in March. The willow-shaped eyebrows and the water-wearing wind robe cover up the calculation hidden in her eyes.

But Li Xiujing gently kissed her palm.

"Oh, I'm hungry. This seems to be a good time to eat cherry biloba." After that, Pei Jiaoran walked around Li Xiujing and Pingting walked down the stairs gracefully.

Seeing this, Li Xiujing also chased after him.

After leaving Daci'en Temple, the streets were still crowded with people and cars and horses.

The two of them walked along the crowd and walked into the West Market. We sat down in front of the food stall and ordered two plates of cherry biloba and seasonal food.

"Wait for me. I'll be right back." After saying that, Pei Jiaoran got up and walked away.

"Where are you going?"

Wenwen Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "You'll know later."

Not long. Pei Jiaoran returned with two wine jars in her hands. I gave Li Xiujing a jar and opened one myself.

"This is Lang Guanqing from Mrs. Hu's family." Pei Jiaoran took a sip of wine and smiled, "Didn't you say that I promised you that I would warm the wine for you? Then I treat you to drink Lang Guanqing."

Looking at Lang Guanqing in front of him, Li Xiujing raised his eyebrows. After removing the wine seal, the rich and refreshing aroma of the wine burst out instantly.

"I want to toast you." Pei Jiaoran held the wine jar, "Thank you for trusting me in Guazhou and helping me implement the executive order."

These words were spoken from the bottom of her heart. When she was in Guazhou, without Li Xiujing to deal with it for her, many things would not have been accomplished so easily, and government orders would not have been implemented. So she was willing to toast him.

Looking at the person in front of him, Li Xiujing smiled, "I'm lucky to be able to drink with Qingjia."

As the words fell, the crowd burst into cheers.

The two of them looked up and looked behind them, and saw a huge light wheel rising slowly and floating on the Suzaku Gate.

The bustle of the night seemed to have come to an end.

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