Chapter 151 Pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey
When he saw the high eaves of the main hall, Ye An knew that the Shangqing Palace was not small.
A place that can be called a palace is generally much larger and more important than the temple, and the support of the imperial court is definitely indispensable.
After all, it is one of the best Taoist temples in Tokyo. In the words of Xuan Chengzi, the most majestic one is the Five Mountains Temple of Tianshi Taoism, followed by the Shangqing Palace, and only after that can the Shangyanzhen Temple be counted.
The main gate of Shangqing Palace was closed, but the small door on the side was wide open, allowing anyone to enter and exit at will. Ye An, who was in the bullock cart, saw a few men wearing short jackets sitting on the steps under the gate to rest.
There are even beggars who openly set up a nest at the gate...
No matter who you are or what your purpose is, as long as you have no evil thoughts, you will not be expelled from the Shangqing Palace.
There was a little Taoist boy standing at the side door. His hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. He was holding a big fly whisk in his hand and kept driving away the insects that flew by the beggar's nest from time to time. Even so, he never felt dissatisfied.
After seeing the bullock cart stop, the expression on his face became excited, and he jumped down the steps towards the bullock driveway in three steps and two steps at a time: "But Mr. Guanmiao is here?!"
Xuan Chengzi smiled and raised his head to Ye An. Ye An helplessly took out a handful of money and handed it over. After pouring the money into Tokyo City, he said like an ATM: "Thank you, father-in-law."
He was not polite at the handlebar position. He took the copper coins and threw them into his sack and said with a smile: "Mr. Guanmiao, please go slowly. If you need an ox cart for a long journey in the future, I will always be waiting for you at Maxing Street!"
Amidst the sound of the hooves clicking, Ye An took stock of the Shangqing Palace in front of him.
The palace gate is very majestic. The high-rising cornices present a curved beauty. On the vertical plaque are the three words "Shangqing Palace" with flying phoenixes. Just from this trend, there is a sense of chic and transcendent.
artistic conception.
When the little Taoist boy saw Xuanchengzi, he stood aside with a smile and said to Ye An: "Fusheng Boundless Heavenly Lord! Miao Zhenjie Master Master! Master Master!"
Good guy!
I didn’t expect that I was so senior in the Shangqing Palace and had already become a master uncle. I could only nod with a wry smile and said: “Fusheng Boundless Heavenly Lord!”
Xuan Chengzi smiled and touched Miaozhen's head: "Have you ever missed your homework when Master Dao was away?" The familiar look made Ye An feel that Miaozhen was his nephew.
"To tell you my uncle, everything in Shangqing Palace remains as usual, and we have not slacked off!"
The little Taoist priest seemed very excited, especially his eyes that kept looking at Ye An, Zhan'er Tie'er and Wang Gang. Yes! After all, he is a child, and it is right to be full of curiosity.
Follow the little Taoist Miaozhen all the way into the Shangqing Palace? When passing by the door, Miaozhen said to the beggar's den: "My immortal is here? If you have time, go into the temple to wash up, don't stay in the gate like this slovenly
Before."
The broken straw mat was opened, revealing a fat face shouting about chicken legs: "Huh? Mr. Guanmiao is back? If you have free time, can you sit down and talk?"
Ye An stared at the fat monk in surprise. His mouth was so big that he could fit a fist into it. He looked at the plaque on the gate. After confirming that this was the Shangqing Palace, he turned back to look at Xuan Chengzi: "Why is there a bald man in front of the palace gate?"
donkey?!"
"Bald donkey?!"
Is it probably a new vocabulary? Everyone present was suddenly startled? Then they laughed, Tie Er laughed the loudest, but Miaozhen beside him could no longer stand straight.
The fat monk was not angry, but looked at Ye An curiously and said: "Bald donkey? Bald donkey? Where did it come from?"
Naturally, Ye An would not be fooled by such a double question trap. Instead of replying to him, he smiled at Miaozhen and said, "Find some lime later and sprinkle it on the door to disinfect the plague. Master, let's go in!"
Xuan Chengzi nodded: "Well, that makes sense? Just do as your master uncle said. Master Dao has been away for a long time? You never thought that the bald donkey would bully you in front of the door, Monk Kong Kong? You can bear this scolding!"
The fat monk looked at Ye An in surprise: "Oh! It's Yangcheng Yelang, and that poor monk is going to be entangled."
Monk Kongkong didn't care about Ye An's insults at all. He opened his mouth to hold the whole chicken leg in his mouth. When he pulled it out, only the bones were left. At the same time, he quickly picked up the straw mat on the ground. In a matter of seconds, there was only one left on the ground.
With a bunch of stains on his face, he followed everyone into the Shangqing Palace with a straw mat under his arm...
The more unruly and unruly he looked, the more it made Ye An feel sick for no reason: "If you are not poisonous, you will not be bald. If you are not bald, you will not be poisonous. If you turn poisonous, you will turn bald, if you turn bald, you will turn poisonous."
The clever dialogue was catchy, and Xuan Chengzi nodded: "This is true, but as a teacher, I still think that the bald donkey is the best!"
Monk Kongkong walked behind and looked at Ye An with a frown. He didn't know why this young man had such a dislike for him.
They are both cultivators, so his words were too vicious, but he didn't know that Ye An was actually not targeting him, but had a dislike for most monks.
There are a lot of records about monks in a large number of historical materials, and there are a lot of unsightly descriptions in them, and some of their evil deeds are even more heinous than those of bandits.
It would be fine if he is an ordinary, treacherous and evil person, but he is still a cultivator and a monk who values compassion and compassion. This is even more irritating.
It is said that the bald donkey did not appear by chance, but that there were too many evil monks, and the people would be frightened when they saw a bald man riding a donkey, so the bald donkey was formed.
This shows what status monks and monks have achieved in the hearts of ordinary people.
After entering the Shangqing Palace, Ye An had no time to talk to Monk Kongkong who was following him.
For the first time, he found that he was shocked by the temperament of the ancients. The layout of the palace, flowers, trees, houses, pavilions, and inverted stools in front of him seemed random, but they everywhere showed the inaction and clean cultivation of Taoist culture.
The Shangqing Palace is very large, but the number of people there is not as large as expected. Taoist priests tend to like to practice pure things, so hiding in the city seems not suitable for their group of people who pursue transcendence.
The few people in the huge Shangqing Palace seemed a little colder, but it gave people a different feeling.
Neither Xuan Chengzi nor Miaozhen drove Monk Kongkong away. Zhan'er followed Ye An closely, while Tie Er and Wang Bang stared at him with malicious intent.
From the entrance of the palace to the Taixu Hall in the atrium, Ye An has already told no less than ten allusions about monks doing evil. At first, Monk Kongkong could still defend himself, but when Ye An mentioned that the temple lent money for longevity and longevity,
, and he completely lost his voice.
Fortune money and longevity money are usurious loans, which are the most hated things among the people, but they are also things that cannot be separated from.
From now on, when it is reasonable, who has not been in urgent need of money? Private lending has been around since the pre-Qin era. It is an ancient business, and it has almost reached its peak by the Tang and Song Dynasties.
However, it is the monks who lend the most money and receive the highest interest rates. This is something that most people would never think of.
Because monks do not pay taxes, do not serve in the military, and control a large amount of land, they appear to be living a monastic life, but in fact they control a large amount of wealth.
What is land? Land is wealth!
They have a large amount of liquid cash in their hands. How can this money flow? The best way is to lend money, so there are Fushou Qian and Changsheng Treasury, and the interest rates are staggeringly high.
People can borrow not only jewelry, clothing, farm tools, mortgages, but even wives and daughters...
So when Ye An mentioned the longevity money and longevity treasury, Monk Kongkong lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, while Wang Bangtieer, a boy from a poor family, looked at each other angrily.
As for Dezhan'er who was following Ye An, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to pounce on Monk Kongkong and bite him, making him unable to bear it and stay away from this "female Bodhisattva"......