This noble lady and the noble daughter of the Xie family seemed to have made an appointment to worship Buddha together. After going out, they took a carriage together and rushed to Lin'an Temple.

The two women entered the temple to burn incense...

Late at night.

Just when Zhen Shuyuan and Xie Lingjiang were holding arms, accompanied by most of the monks of Lin'an Temple, they were visiting the main Buddhist hall.

Ouyang Rong, who followed their carriage in a low-key manner, was standing in a lonely side hall at the back, dressed in regular clothes.

After waiting for a while, I finally secretly met Master Shandao and the young novice monk with beautiful hair.

When the master and apprentice entered the door, Ouyang Rong looked up and down.

After a trip to Beijing, the white-bearded old monk lost some weight, while the bald little novice monk's face became a little chubby. It seems that the vegetarian food in the Luoyang palace was not bad.

He couldn't help but glance at this "very wise and eminent monk" who wore a purple gold cassock and had an immortal demeanor.

Some sighs.

It is not unreasonable that the master deserves to be able to become an eminent monk. Look, what is the self-cultivation of an eminent monk?

"The county magistrate!" Xiufa blurted out happily.

Master Shandao tapped his shiny head with his fingers:

"You idiot, why are you calling me the county magistrate? The Ming Dynasty is now the head of a state, so you can't just call me your previous official position."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"It's just a title, no need to be restricted. By the way, I haven't congratulated the master yet. This trip to Luoyang is a successful return, with both fame and fortune."

He said with a smile.

Master Shandao immediately shook his head and said sincerely:

"The Ming Mansion is joking. If Wu Ming Mansion had made such a clever arrangement, I might still be eating fast and chanting Buddha's name in the remote Dragon City."

The old monk was very emotional.

Xiufa couldn't help but interject:

"Master, didn't we interpret the female benefactor's dreams and draw lots every day in Longcheng? It was almost the same when we went to Luoyang, so we were just a little busier... Well! Master, please stop knocking, it hurts..."

Master Shandao said with a serious face: "Idiots, stop talking nonsense."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help laughing when he looked at the little novice monk covering his forehead with his hands.

After a while, his expression returned to normal and he said seriously:

"This is because the master has accumulated a lot of experience and has profound Buddhist teachings. Otherwise, if he were an ordinary monk, he would not be able to seize the opportunity presented to him. The master is too humble."

"It's because the Ming Dynasty is being humble." Master Shandao sighed and said, "If you don't go there, you won't know that Luoyang City is really prosperous. It's like a 'falling flower gradually becomes charming eyes'."

Xiufa touched her bald head and echoed:

"Yes, Luoyang is good, but it's just too good to attract people's attention.

"If we stay here any longer, the young monk and the master will start to grow hair. The master said this is called trouble silk. The master also said that if we stay here any longer, we will forget about Longcheng and our own temple on Dagushan Mountain."

Before Master Shandao's expression changed slightly, he turned his head and raised his hand, Xiufao glared, made an excuse, covered his head and ran away.

Master Shandao looked away from the door and sighed:

"Hey, my disciple likes to talk nonsense. After I go back, I will punish him to a hard fast and reflect on it. Please don't take the jokes I just made seriously."

"Yeah." Ouyang Rong laughed.

The two chatted for a few more words in the main hall.

Master Shandao came closer and took a second look at Ouyang Rong:

"Hey, have you had an affair in the past two days in Ming Mansion?"

Ouyang Rong said calmly: "I don't know, why are you asking?"

Master Shandao shook his head: "The Yintang of the Ming Dynasty is white and tinged with pink, and there is a peach color around it. The Ming Dynasty has had the luck of peach blossoms in the past few days, and the beauty is not light.

"But it seems that this lucky break will not be easy to overcome, and I may always worry about the Ming Dynasty..."

A certain ignorant monk talked about this very clearly.

"..." Ouyang Rong.

His mind immediately thought of his romance with Wanwan and the weird blessing he had redeemed not long ago.

Could it be related to one of the two?

Keeping this in mind, he raised his head and looked at the calm and composed old monk with white beard:

"Master can also read faces, why didn't you know that before?"

Of course, Master Shandao would not say that he only discovered after he came to Beijing that the powerful people in Luoyang were very fond of this trick, and his colleagues all made money from it. This was his newly expanded business after entering Beijing.

Master Shandao looked lonely and his tone was unpredictable:

"Lao Na knows a lot, and the Ming Dynasty will know about it in the future."

"All right."

After a while, the two stopped chatting, and Ouyang Rong brought up business:

"Master, are the officials from the Ministry of Rites coming this time about the construction of Buddha statues?"

Master Shandao nodded:

"That's right, His Majesty's imperial edict will arrive in the next two days, only a little later than I."

Ouyang Rong looked at him and asked:

"Xunyang City is indeed a good place, but why did you decide on this place at the right time?"

Master Shandao said calmly: "It's the place suggested by Lao Na."

"Does Master know how much this wastes money and people?"

"I know. And I also know that there are four giant Buddhas to be built in the world, and they are all located in key places in the ten north and south roads of the world. Jiangzhou is one of them."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Then why is Master still..."

Master Shandao shook his head:

"The construction of the four giant Buddhas was the idea of ​​the spiritual seekers, and the old man only recommended a location.

"I thought that instead of wasting people and money elsewhere, it would be better to leave it to the Ming government. I know the Ming government's capabilities well and will have a comprehensive strategy that will not harm the people."

Ouyang Rong suddenly fell silent.

Shen Yin asked: "Other than that, Master has no selfish motives at all?"

Master Shandao felt a little guilty and coughed:

"In addition to promoting Donglin Buddhism, I also have some selfish motives...

"Although they are both famous temples in the south of the Yangtze River, in the past, those famous temples on Kuanglu Mountain occupies a geographical advantage and have always looked down on our Donglin Temple in Longcheng. I have some desire to return to my hometown after getting rich. I hope the Ming Dynasty will not blame me."

Ouyang Rong did not answer or comment.

Master Shandao looked at him and suddenly said:

"By the way, Your Majesty not only wants to build four giant Buddhas in all parts of the world, but also build a world-famous Tianshu in Luoyang.

"This is the main event. The four Buddha statues are just a foil. It seems that the Wei family and the Wangqi Shimen of Shangyang Palace came up with this matter. Your Majesty is very moved and is about to issue an edict."

Ouyang Rong was stunned: "Tianshu?"

Master Shandao sighed and nodded:

"That's right, a Tianshu was built by gathering all the copper from the world and using all the efforts of the whole country. The achievements of the Zhou Dynasty are engraved on the pillars. It stands in the capital of the gods and is used to suppress the prosperity of the Great Zhou Dynasty and prolong the prosperous age."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to summon all the coppers in the world?"

Master Shandao thought for a while: "That's what the hope seekers said, and it sounds like it will cost a lot of money."

Ouyang Rong frowned in confusion, and the expression on his face changed a little.

Master Shandao said warmly:

"But the Ming Dynasty can rest assured. I learned from His Majesty that the state building the Buddha should not need to contribute money and copper for Tianshu, so it will be much easier."

Ouyang Rong said coldly: "There is more than just Jiangzhou in this world. Jiangzhou is rich, but what about the other states?"

Master Shandao was a little confused: "Every state in the world has a few, it should be easy to get them together, right?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, some things are not that simple.

As the steward of a country, the master did not know how the cook calculated accounts and cooked meals.

But Ouyang Rong was promoted from county magistrate to Jiangzhou Governor and served as the "steward" of a state for two months. He knew how difficult it was to "settle accounts".

Governing a big country is like cooking a small delicacy, a move affects the whole body.

"Hey... Amitabha."

Master Shandao sang, and like Ouyang Rong, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Chapter completed!