Fortunately, Li Binggan stood with Li Kui this time, and he did not feel as uncomfortable as being despised.

But he always felt that Li Kui's identity was a bit hard to figure out. Is this guy a Jinshi? Is this guy actually a Jinshi?

Li Binggan has no doubts about Li Kui's fighting man; Li Binggan has no doubts about Li Kui's charlatan, I'm afraid Li Binggan has no doubts about it, but Li Kui's status as a Jinshi and a civil servant in the State of Song made him quite puzzled.

You know, even he felt that he could not pass the Jinshi exam in the Song Dynasty, and the Jinshi exam was the most valuable qualification in the Song Dynasty. Even no one was even the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty royal family, who would rather give up the status of a good official who could easily get, and flock to pass the Jinshi exam. This shows that it was obvious.

Li Binggan was a little dull at this time, but fortunately, something went wrong in Jueming Temple and no one paid attention to him.

For Master Zhiguang, the host of Jueming Temple, it is equivalent to exposing his short foot in front of the financial owner. Fame and fortune are only beneficial only when it is famous, which is especially important for the temple. The Bodhisattvas in this temple are not effective, and this is a waste of people to cut off the incense! Such mistakes must be remedied. As for Li Binggan, the fat sheep, as long as he lives in the city, there will always be a chance.

Besides, I rushed to ask the other party to give charity, and the eating behavior would make it look a little ugly.

The old monk confessed, "Please feel free to donor, and the old monk will come when he goes!"

After saying that, the old monk left in a hurry. He did this on purpose, in order to find out Li Binggan's original intention in the temple. He believed everything about his mother's wish. But the question is, if he wished to donate 100 kilograms of fragrant oil, would he be the one who chased someone and held his feet?

Of course, as far as Li Binggan's demeanor and his generous actions are concerned, it is impossible to be fake, they are all real.

This aroused Master Zhiguang's curiosity. How much benefit does Li Binggan plan to give to the temple? Or, how big is Li Binggan's mother's wish?

A temple built according to the terrain has this benefit. After a few steps, Master Zhiguang disappeared into the building. He called his confidant disciple and dictated it to him and said, "Be smart, go and hear what these two people are meant to?"

"Master, if this is discovered, the disciple may suffer! Haven't you ever said that the person in charge has a royal demeanor?"

The disciples are not stupid either. They always think that the old monk's move is a bit redundant. Just Li Binggan takes two golden cakes. Can this be obtained by ordinary people?

If it is really a royal family, it is still very taboo to find out the secrets of the royal family.

Master Zhiguang patted his disciple Juan's forehead and said angrily: "If you want to go, why do you talk so much?" When the disciple was about to turn around, he hurriedly stopped and asked, "Is gold real gold? How heavy?"

"It's real gold, one golden cake is ten taels, two are twenty taels. The elder said that the Zangjin Pavilion was to be repaired, and the money was coming in time. He also asked his disciples to ask the master whether to go to the city to purchase wood and hire craftsmen." When the disciple heard the gold, he smiled. The temples in Xixia were not easy, unlike the Song Dynasty, where there were many rich people.

There were many rich people in Xixia, but most of the wealth was in the hands of the royal family and tribal leaders. Ordinary merchants were rare, and even if there were, they were mostly responsible for purchasing supplies for the tribe. Although the people respected the temples, the money for incense was not enough to support the temples. This forced the temples to reduce their clothing and food and reduce their expenses.

Master Zhiguang also knew that the Buddhist temple was going to be repaired, but gold was useful. He did not intend to spend it in places that he could not see, so he decisively refused: "Will you have to be dilapidated if you repair a house? Go and put the gold under my cushion. In addition, the money for incense in the temple needs to be changed. If you can burn incense for the true Buddha for a lifetime, wouldn't it be easier to get blessings and make believers not cherish it?"

Price increase?

The disciple looked at Master Zhiguang's face and was immediately shocked. The incense of the Buddha on the top of the mountain is the most expensive place in the temple. It has always been a price per incense, and only a few incense sticks can be sold in the temple every day. If the price increases, will there be believers come to burn incense? Thinking of this, he immediately said anxiously: "Master, the fellows in the temple are all counting on incense money as daily purchases. If even believers can't afford incense, wouldn't they stop everyone's offerings?"

"What do you know? The incense of money that has always been the same has made the Buddha's Lord shame for nothing."

Master Zhiguang said a few words, feeling that he had a fever and had no shame to speak. He had been in front of Li Binggan because his believers were not satisfied with their prayers. It was easy to think that the Buddha worshipped in the temple was not effective. In fact, he also knew that it was better to seek oneself than to pray to God and Buddha. If the gods and Buddhas could help others, would there be people suffering in this world? Without those who suffer, what believers would there be?

Seeing that the disciple was stunned and did not move, Master Zhiguang stomped his feet and said angrily: "Why don't you go quickly!"

"Be smart!"

Besides, when Li Binggan saw that the main owner had run away, he was a little unsure. [    ]. Is Juemingsi no longer planning to curry favor with him as the financial owner?

Or have other plans?

On the contrary, Li Kui, although he is an upright person, does not slander on weekdays, he is quite familiar with many officials, and it is not difficult for him to make himself look humble.

At this time, he had already started the slanderous mode and said to Li Binggan: "Prince, it seems that the monk from Jueming Temple doesn't pay much attention to you, and obviously he looks down on our palace."

"Maybe something happened in the temple?"

Seeing Li Kui winking at him, Li Binggan immediately understood Li Kui's intention. This was not for him to listen to, but for the monk hiding in the dark.

After waiting for a while, I found that there seemed to be a rustling sound in the bushes, and maybe there was a hidden person. I felt relieved and began to scream at Li Binggan: "Prince, look at these monks and let you go, but there was no sensible person. Although the concubine had the ambition to worship three thousand taels of gold in front of the Buddha, this gold may not necessarily be given to Jueming Temple, right?"

"I heard that the second prince must also take the precepts. If he becomes a monk, the temples in China now do not meet his identity. Unless a temple is built, if you give the gold to the second prince, then the empress dowager will naturally be happy. The empress dowager will be happy, and the empress dowager will be happy, and His Majesty will be happy, wouldn't it be better? On the contrary, Jueming Temple is in a remote place like Yuzhou, even if you return the wish of the concubine, it will be convenient for you to join and worship Buddha. Just wait and see."

"Besides, the Buddha statue in Jueming Temple is too big. The Concubine Hongyuan is gilding the Buddha statue. For such a large Buddha statue, three thousand taels of gold seems not enough. It would be better to choose a temple with a smaller Buddha statue."

Just now when Li Kui said 'Three Thousand Taxis of Gold', the bushes suddenly swayed, as if the person hiding inside was frightened.

But in a blink of an eye, Li Kui suggested that Li Binggan keep the gold and not give it to Juemingsi.

After the Second Prince becomes a monk, he builds a temple for the Second Prince, licks the Empress Dowager or licks the old monk. Do you still need to make a choice?

Li Binggan's home decoration hesitated and said, "Will the Empress Dowager feel scared? After all, my royal family is not valued now, and they are in peace without power or position. If they are in the court, they will probably be the target of public criticism!"

After the two of them pretended to behave and acted as if they were about to do so, they felt that it was almost done, so they did not inform the temple and left one after another.

I just left the mountain gate, but I haven't boarded the bus yet.

A monk hurriedly ran out of the temple and took large bags of things to the car.

"Daughter, this is the fragrant tea my wizard gave to you."

"Dear guest, this is the vegetarian fruit of my temple, please don't refuse!"

"My master cannot escape, so please forgive me. I don't know where the guests live, but the inn in the city is as pure as the Zen room of my temple. If I don't dislike it, please ask the guests to stay in the temple for a few days."

Two golden cakes were exchanged for half a car of local specialties. Although the local specialties of this half car were not worth a corner of the golden cake, it was enough to show that monks were also greedy for money. Without the great "opportunity" of three thousand taels of gold, would they work so hard? Li Kui felt better about Jueming Temple. Monks were greedy for money, so they were good monks.

Li Binggan and Li Kui sat in the carriage, and the carriage filled with gifts seemed even more crowded.

After pondering for a long time, Li Binggan said, "I'm afraid it's not good to tease Buddhists like this?"

After all, the whole people of Xixia believe in Buddhism, and Buddhism is the national religion of Xixia. Although Li Binggan came for a greater purpose, he still felt that the monk who had originally enjoyed purity was clamored like a madman, inappropriate and disrespectful to the Buddha.

Li Binggan also believes in Buddhism and puts himself in the position of a Buddhist disciple. He thinks that Li Kui's move seems a bit unfavorable.

Li Kui didn't care much about it, and regarded Li Binggan's worries as false benevolence and righteousness. He said contemptuously: "If the prince really can't bear it, you might as well make up the five layers of gold-plated gold."

"How much does it cost?"

"A little more than two thousand taels is almost enough."

The 20,000 taels of gold left to Li Kui by Qiu Xuanhuai was the funding for Li Binggan's coup activities, and it was also the capital that Li Binggan used the excuse of Duan Prince Duan as the reason. This money seemed to be a lot, but if it was really used, it would not be enough. Li Kui told him that adding two thousand taels of gold would make the Buddha statue complete the merits. Even if the monk wanted to, he would not!

Even Li Binggan felt pain when spending 3,000 taels of gold in Jueming Temple.

He looked at Li Kui with a dazed expression, and Li Binggan said embarrassedly: "Disciple has done its best. I think the Buddha should be able to understand it, right?"

Li Kui grinned and laughed dryly, without saying a word, just to make Li Binggan feel uncomfortable.

Li Binggan also saw through Li Kui's tricks and simply turned around and ignored him.

They are not only choosing the right Buddha statue, but also recruiting craftsmen in Xixia. The answer given by the craftsmen is that the gild must be more than five layers to make the surface of the Buddha statue look like a mirror and the effect is the best.

But the Buddha statue in Jueming Temple is too big, and the standing Buddha statue is about ten meters high. It is obviously not enough to put gold on such a tall Buddha statue.

In Jueming Temple, it has been a scene of chaos and chaos.

"Juean, tell me quickly. Is there really someone who wants to give this temple three thousand taels of gold?"

"Yes, Master. The distinguished guest who came was the Seventh Prince. The disciples asked for it that the Seventh Prince wanted to fulfill his wish to the concubine, so they had the plan to gild the Buddha statue. The total number was three thousand taels of gold. It was not to give the money to our temple, but to gild the Buddha statue."

"It's all the same. This gold must be left in Jueming Temple. Otherwise, wouldn't we be sorry to Buddha?"

The leading monk said to Master Zhiguang: "Senior brother, this matter should not be delayed. It must be taken down as soon as possible to avoid the long night and dreams."

But Master Zhiguang said in a difficult situation: "My junior brothers, I think too. But when the Seventh Prince comes, it is a problem for us to come to the door. Also, the Seventh Prince seems to have some objections to the Buddha statues in our temple. It is too big, and three thousand taels of gold seems to be insufficient. If the Seventh Prince can only give out these three thousand taels of gold, we still need to raise the insufficient part. How can we raise the money for such a huge amount of money?"

Master Zhiguang's original intention was to leave this gold, but the special purpose was to not get enough benefits for the temple, and he had to pay a large amount of money for Jueming Temple. Now, people's livelihood is in decline, and if you want to give charity, you may not be able to get such a large amount of money.

As for finding a tribe, or even a merit department?

The specifications of Juemingsi seem to be insufficient.

"What should I do?"

"Or why don't we just repair the Buddha statue?"

"Repair the Buddha statue?"

The person who made the suggestion was obviously a person with a solution, but his method was a bit unethical. On the surface, it was said that it was repairing, but in fact it was to make the Buddha statue smaller in the name of repair. It would be fine if a butcher who killed sheep and cattle in the market said such words, but you are a Buddhist disciple, how could you do such an unethical thing?

Master Zhiguang waved his hand quickly and said, "It's not appropriate, this move is quite inappropriate."

"No, I have to ask the Seventh Prince how to keep the gold in this temple." Master Zhiguang actually agreed to "changing" the Buddha statue smaller. But he, the abbot, said such a ruthless word, probably very indecent. He could only refuse, and he could only choose after he found the Seventh Prince Li Bingqian to discuss.

Unfortunately, after Li Bingqian appeared in Jueming Temple, he seemed to disappear. Master Zhiguang sent people to invite him many times, but he did not invite him.

Li Bingqian is the prince.

Although noble, if you really win over favors, you cannot ignore one thing. You must consider all aspects. Being busy is the inevitable result.

"Monk, my master is out!"

Juan didn't know how many times he had come in vain. If he had changed his identity, he would have complained long ago. But facing Li Bingqian's disciple, he had to be careful and laughed with him: "I'd like to ask this guy to wait for the noble man to come back and tell me that Jueming Temple abbot Master Zhiguang is invited."

"That's it!"

Fei Ting Duoluo weighed the broken silver in his hand, two cents or three cents? He looked down on him a little, but to the monk, it was somewhat of a meaning. In the monk's pocket, he only saw those who were in the past, but how could he see the reason for paying money in the past? But he was stronger than others. Monk Juean gritted his teeth and took out the private money he had hidden for many years and put it in Fei Ting Duoluo's hand, which made Li Bingqian's party member smile with satisfaction.

However, he told Monk Juean some bad news.

"What is Master Weiming invited you to leave Youzhou tomorrow?"

Monk Juan screamed in surprise and then returned to the temple with this unfortunate news.

The old monk, Master Zhiguang, is regretful in his heart!

He was holding his identity, after all, he was a monk who was enlightened in the Merit Department, so he still needed his airs.

But unexpectedly, Li Bingqian was even more identifiable.

Compared with the two, for the sake of gold, Master Zhiguang made a quick decision and announced: "I'm going to invite me in person!"

"Abbot can't!"

"What's wrong?" Master Zhiguang said angrily: "How can the Buddha shine on the people without wearing golden clothes?"

After saying that, he resolutely walked out of the Zen room, then walked out of the mountain gate, came to Li Binggan's villa, and stood alone at the door. Such sincere heart must have moved the prince, right?
Chapter completed!