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Chapter 148 God¡¯s Gift

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    Fang Jifan finally felt his ears clear. He was very hungry, so he could only wait patiently for refreshments to be served.

    But at this moment, I heard the woman on the other side of the tea stall talking to a tea customer: "It has not rained for more than 20 days, and I don't know which day it rained. It offended God"  "

    When Fang Jifan heard the three words Tianshou, he felt a chill in his back. Why did it sound like he was scolding himself as a prodigal son.

    Then I heard the woman say again: "It's just that the Taoists at Longquan Temple are not only unwilling to be merciful and reduce the rent, but they also said a few days ago that the rent this year will be the same as in previous years. Although there were snowstorms in previous years, this year is not the same."  , then there was a severe drought, and now Longquan Temple is unwilling to reduce the rent. Doesn¡¯t this make people desperate?¡±

    The tea guests who passed by nodded repeatedly: "The real people in Longquan Temple are really immoral."

    "That's right. There are thousands of farmers. I don't know how many families will suffer this year."

    Fang Jifan listened carefully and heard thousands of villagers. He raised his eyebrows and said to the woman: "Come here."

    So the woman hurriedly came forward. She seemed to be used to observing people's words. This woman in her thirties was actually quite pretty. She seemed to think that Fang Jifan was handsome and had noticed it for a long time. She stroked the tip of her hair on her forehead and her eyes widened.  Fang Jifan glanced at him and said delicately: "What are your orders, sir?"

    Fang Jifan immediately glanced at her husband with sympathy, and then said: "Why, there are so many Zhuangzi in Longquan Temple? They are Taoists, where do they come from so much land?"

    Xu Jing sat aside, his eyes were shining, he looked the woman up and down, and said helpfully: "My mentor is a noble person. If you answer well, you will be rewarded."

    On the other hand, Tang Yin only looked at Yuquan Mountain in the distance, as if his mind was being cultivated.

    Wang Shouren on the side was deep in thought, seemingly still pondering what Fang Jifan had just said.

    "But Ouyang Zhi and the other three were dumbfounded, sitting upright and motionless without their teacher's instructions.

    The woman then giggled delicately, twisted her waist, and she had a thousand kinds of charms. Her eyes were sultry, and her voice was a bit tender: "Young master, don't you know something? Longquan Temple has been here since Emperor Wen moved the capital.  When Beijing came, it had already been built. When Emperor Wen was there, he was given thousands of acres of land. Later, the emperors of the past dynasties often gave some more or less. After that, when the first emperor of Chenghua came, even Chenghua  The former emperor actually knew the reputation of Longquan Temple, and sent an imperial envoy to Longquan Temple to pay homage to the immortals in the temple, and also gave thousands of fertile fields."

    She paused, then smiled and said: "Besides, Longquan Temple is not Baiyun Temple. Baiyun Temple only focuses on its own practice, cultivating immortals and refining elixirs. But Longquan Temple specializes in talismans, which can bless ghosts and exorcise ghosts.  He is the best at all kinds of rituals. In the entire capital, there is only one Longquan temple in Zhengyi. Think about it, there are so many noble people in the capital, which one has no affairs? Those who have evil spirits and diseases in their families, and someone in their family has passed away.  Yes, we have to invite the real people from Longquan Temple to take care of it. In the past two years, didn¡¯t Uncle Xin Xin pass away? The real people from Longquan Temple who were invited did the work for forty-nine days. Although it was Longquan Temple,  There was no cash collection, but in a dignified Earl's house, people would be busy in vain? After the funeral, someone directly presented a thousand taels of silver and donated 500 acres of land. This was the card, which family wouldn't do this?  No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor for real people, and you can't be poor for the gods in the sky, right?"

    Fang Jifan secretly smacked his tongue when he heard this. He only knew that ancient temples had a lot of land. Who would have thought that the Taoist priests had so much land.

    Thinking about it carefully, isn¡¯t it exactly the same thing?  Not to mention that the emperor needs to use monks and Taoists to rule people's hearts. There are so many wealthy families in Beijing, and there are weddings and funerals. Where is the lack of these Taoist priests to handle things for them? Over the past 100 years, God knows how much money has been accumulated.  How much land, gold and silver were acquired, not to mention the income from land rent.

    It seemed that the woman felt that Fang Jifan didn't believe it, so she continued in a flattering manner: "Master, you don't know something. Look, it's several miles away from Longquan Temple, isn't it? But even so, the place here is still Longquan Temple.  Yes, you are riding a horse and running towards Longquan Temple for half an hour. I am afraid you won¡¯t be able to get out of Longquan Temple. People say that Longquan Temple has thousands of hectares of farmland. In the capital, in addition to Huangzhuang and Wangzhuang, there are  In addition to official fields, temples and Taoist temples have the most land. For ordinary people, even if you don't look at wealth, their expenses are also high. It lasted for several generations, and after a few wasted things, they collapsed. But in Taoist temples and temples  The monks and monks in the country depended on the donations from pilgrims for their daily meals, and there might be rewards from time to time. The land rent was frighteningly high, not to mention the religious services.

    These damned bastards, unproductive parasites, villains who paralyze the people's spirit!

    Fang Jifan immediately became angryI was so excited that I thought about these Taoist priests, all of them eating greasy, and immediately gritted my teeth, and the awe-inspiring righteousness deep in my heart was aroused.

    The woman didn't seem to notice that Fang Jifan was burning with anger, and said: "In fact, the real people in Longquan Temple are very good at cultivation, and they are naturally clean. However, there are also some Taoists who rely on their own ultimatums.  He is a Taoist recognized by the imperial court. This Longquan Temple is rich in wealth and wealth. He raises three wives and four concubines outside. After being a Taoist priest for several years, he can acquire a large amount of private property. It is really enviable. This is the right way, and  Quanzhen Religion is different. Quanzhen Religion has precepts, but Zhengdao has no precepts. Look at Master Zhang Tianshi in Longhu Mountain. Doesn¡¯t he have a wife and concubines? He can eat meat if he wants, and drink if he wants to drink. With Taoism,  What kind of happy days are these?"

    Fang Jifan couldn't bear it any longer. He slapped the document and said angrily: "There is really no king's law. How can these people look like people outside Fang?"

    "Young Master" The woman thought that Xu Jing had just said that there was a reward, and she became even more excited. She kept making glances at Fang Jifan: "Young Master, you are still young, how do you know what is going on here? Zhengyi, although he has many lives,  The foreign masters are the real gods, but among the Taoists, there are also many unscrupulous disciples who come down the mountain to perform rituals for people. They touch the widow's door at night and have a lot of money. Even the emperor wants to sacrifice to heaven.  Don¡¯t you have to invite them? This is a business that ensures harvests despite droughts and floods. Look, I¡¯ll do the math for you. If it¡¯s a good year, the people will be able to have enough to eat. If you have some savings, should you go into the temple to offer some sacrifices?  Property? But if it¡¯s a disaster year, let¡¯s say there¡¯s a severe drought. Many people are having a hard time and have no way to survive. They have to place their hope in God, not to mention the immortals who have a mouthful of food to eat. The local states and counties have to pray for rain.  , the common people hope that the good times will turn around, so don¡¯t they have to spend money and food to worship the Taoist masters on the mountains?"

    Fang Jifan was so angry that he turned blue: "I didn't expect that there would be such people in Longquan Temple. I'm so angry with these scum. Xu Jing, pay the bill!"

    After saying that, he got up angrily, not caring about the few disciples, and ran towards the horse tied to the stake not far away, untied the horse's rope, jumped on the horse neatly, and went to watch Longquan anxiously.

    Xu Jing just paid the bill, and gave the woman a meaningful smile, and gave him an extra piece of silver. Seeing this, the woman seemed to understand something, and gave him a look, and then the corner of her eye fell on  In the distance, my husband was holding tea.

    Xu Jing reluctantly looked away from her.

    "Well where are you going, master?" Tang Yinze, who was standing by, was shocked and confused again.

    Wang Shouren was also stunned.

    Ouyang Zhi, Liu Wenshan and Jiang Chen, on the other hand, felt their hearts sink to the bottom. Although they were dumbfounded, they had spent time with their mentor day and night, and they had long known what their mentor was like. Their mentor He had gone to Longquan Temple.

    Ouyang Zhi couldn't help but stroke his forehead, feeling that his head was going to split. He thought silently in his heart: "I hope it's not what I imagined. It's definitely not the case. My mentor I should still be ashamed"

    Xu Jing is Linglongxin. When he heard it, he immediately understood. His eyes lit up and he sighed: "My mentor is really an amazing person. He is so smart. Hurry catch up quickly."

    After everyone woke up, they went to untie the donkey and horse one after another, and the group of people hurriedly chased after him.

    Fang Jifan galloped his horse, and deep down in his heart, there was a kind of unbridled joy. The landthe land, there are thousands of hectares of fertile land, and it's all in the suburbs of Beijing!

    Isn¡¯t this a gift from God? I am worried that I can¡¯t find land to grow sweet potatoes.

    He was so excited that he couldn't help but want to roar, our successor finally has the capital to fight the drought. This can save many people's lives.

    He galloped all the way to the Longquan Guanshan Gate. Before waiting for the Taoist receptionist's reaction, Fang Jifan dismounted directly without bothering to tie the horse to the stake. He grabbed the lapel of the Taoist receptionist and said, "I want to see Master Puji."  ¡­¡±

    At this time, Master Puji was still in Sanqing Pavilion, and Fang Jifan had been gone for a while, but his heart could not calm down for a long time and was still full of regrets.

    It has been a long time since he felt so restless as he did today. His conversation with Fang Jifan made him think of his missing master, and you can imagine the emotion in his heart.

    That was a memory from decades ago, but at that time, it was exactly when he was in his prime. It is always easy for people to be happy at the beginning, especially Master Puji, who has long been gray-haired, old and dying.

    He couldn't help but found that the corners of his eyes were still wet. People from outside the country shouldn't be so sentimental, but today he was particularly out of character.

    The thought touched Fang Jifan again. Thinking that the master valued this young man so much, Master Puji couldn't help but feel a little envious.

    Thinking about how stupid his qualifications were back then, he received the teachings of his master. Although in the eyes of outsiders, he was already a real person. He presided over Longquan Temple and was ranked the second rank. But Fang Jifan, a young man, had to be ordered by his master.  It is a pity that this young man did not care about such a good opportunity at all.

    "Master, Master, is this destiny?" Master Puji shook his head with a faint sigh.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??, after receiving the teachings of his master, in the eyes of outsiders, he is already a real person, presiding over Longquan Temple, and ranking in the second rank of honor. But Fang Jifan, a young man, only received the enlightenment of his master, was able to write "  "The Collection of Meanings of the Tao Te Ching", it's a pity that this young man didn't care about such a good opportunity at all.

    "Master, Master, is this destiny?" Master Puji shook his head with a faint sigh.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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