On Guanyin Mountain, there are towers and pavilions, hidden windows, quiet rooms, curved rooms, jade railings, red wooden shields, and interconnected each other, round and round, curved houses, thousands of doors and houses, and golden and green.

The temple is on the top of the mountain, with stones built on the foundation, and the buildings are all majestic and magnificent.

In the temple, there are four great Buddhist Bodhisattvas of Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Ksitigarbha, and Guanyin.

However, it is mainly Guanyin, and the giant statue is brilliant.

In the Yuantong Treasure Hall, Ye Qing stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Guan Shiyin's thirty-two responses in the hall, and nodded in surprise.

The presiding of the mountain temple stood beside him. After all, the land of the transformation is still the land of our king. How can we completely escape from the world?

Although Ye Qing did not report his identity, his temperament and the huge formations of guards around him made the mountain temple host dare not neglect the slightest.

Feng Yinjun, who was not very handsome, stood not far or near, lowered his eyes, but could ensure that he could take action at any time.

After a pillar of incense was burned, the presiding officer was about to ask whether the noble man had gone to the temple to enter some Buddhist vegetarian food when he heard a noise outside the Yuantong Temple.

Not long after, four serious and not strong men dragged an old man covered in blood into the hall.

The host was shocked when he saw this. He was about to persuade the Buddhist temple to be pure, but he could not tolerate blood. But he saw the noble man who had been looking at the Bodhisattva and smiled at him, "Why don't the great monk open the door of convenience and allow me to lend you this treasure temple hall for use? By the way, there is no need for the great monk to accompany you here, please."

Looking at the nobleman's bright eyes, although there was no sign of bullying or domineering in his eyes, the host of the Shan Temple could not even say anything about refuting.

Although I have long speculated that this person must be either rich or noble, I have never expected that he would be so expensive...

Even if you are kind, you can give people great pressure.

This cannot be done if you are not a very noble person.

After reciting this, the host sighed and recited the Buddha's name, bowed and said, "Although the noble man is not worthy, I still hope to understand my Buddha's compassion. Don't kill animals in the treasure hall."

Ye Qing smiled, clasped his fists and bowed, and said, "Monkey, don't worry, I just want to use the boundless Buddhist teachings in this hall to influence a demonic path. It will not defile the monk's place of the outer Pure Land."

When the presiding of the mountain temple heard this, the humiliation and dissatisfaction in his heart dispersed most of the time, and he bowed down again.

After the presiding officer left, Feng Yinjun, who had been standing still, moved and moved several places that might be hidden, such as the middle place of the Bodhisattva's belly. After carefully checking it all, he shook his head at Ye Qing and signaled that it would be fine.

Ye Qing nodded and stood near the old man who had been brought in and had broken his tendons.

Feng Yinjun followed behind and asked first, "This is the only one?"

His subordinates hurriedly said, "There is another man carrying a man into the mountains and forests. The brothers below are chasing him and cannot escape."

When Feng Yinjun heard this, he nodded and said nothing more.

Ye Qing looked at the old man struggling and wriggling on the brick floor, frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Mingxiang Cult was defeated fourteen years ago. The leader was killed by Uncle Wang. The empress saw the body himself and saw her true face. She was dead. So even if there were one or two fish that escaped, Uncle Wang didn't try to chase him. You were probably the fish that escaped, right?"

When the old man surnamed Wu heard this, his old eyes stared at Ye Qing tightly, with hatred and resentment in his eyes, but he didn't say a word.

The old Jianghu knew very well that revenge with words was the least powerful and the most unreliable.

He only hoped that the young man in Jinyi could escape and ascend to heaven. With their arrangements in the six provinces in Jiangnan over the years, as long as the time is ripe, he would sooner or later achieve great things.

The world is about to be in chaos. I thought I could add some firewood this time, but I didn't expect...

He can't wait for that day.

Ye Qing's bright big eyes kept staring at the face and look of the old man surnamed Wu. Even if the old man looked at her with the most resentful and sinister eyes, she never avoided it.

After watching for a long time, the old man surnamed Wu did not say a word, and his eyes changed from resentment to mockery and curse, but Ye Qing's originally solemn expression gradually became relaxed.

She suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder, and no one understood what she was laughing at.

After laughing for a while, the laughter suddenly stopped, and she sighed to herself: "Auntie is a peerless beauty who can make Uncle Wang give up his country and choose beauty. She is so big that she killed just by using a little trick, so that the remaining remnants don't even know why and how they die."

As he said that, he looked at the old man surnamed Wu with pity and sneered: "What a stupid old dog, do you really think the country is so easy to sit in? You can't even deal with a woman. You were deceived and fled all over the place, and you still want to rebel?"

The old man surnamed Wu's eyes were really blowing, and he was really rumbling by Ye Qing's arrogant words. He said sternly: "The demon girl is hateful, and that bitch won't end up in the end? If she hadn't been smart enough to think she could get rid of the Holy Sect. If she had received the Holy Sect and continued to help, her great cause would be accomplished soon! How could she end up with a tragic ending of both defeats? And you, the demon girl, have a strong face, and at first glance, she was a hen who had a good ending in the same way as the hen, who had a good ending!"

After hearing what he said, Ye Qing was not angry at all, but felt completely relieved.

She was so angry that the old man didn't say anything, which shows that he really didn't know Jia Cong's life experience.

I'm afraid no one else will know about this world.

In this way, Jia Cong is safe and worry-free...

...

Penglai Restaurant.

Seeing that all the patriarchs were squinting at him, Jia Cong smiled and shook his head and said, "You seniors don't have to do this. Although I have made such a conclusion, I can still predict that this matter is not done by you seniors."

Fang Zhe was the first to speak, and he smiled and said, "Qingchen, the previous analysis is very reasonable and you can see thoroughly. Mingxiang Sect relied on absorbing believers and ordering them to worship their family wealth, thus collecting a large amount of gold and silver as the foundation. Although I have heard of such tragic events occasionally in recent years, they are mostly isolated incidents and disappear as soon as some signs appear. With this method alone, Mingxiang Sect cannot gain a foothold. The same is true for the words of power. In this way, it seems that our families are the most suspicious. Why do you clear us away? Qingchen, don't abolish your public because of your personal relationship. Seeing that we have some old friends with Song Chan, let me wait."

This made everyone laugh, and Jia Cong smiled slightly and said, "Sir Shuhe is elegant. The reason for this is that if it were done by several seniors, it must be to block the new law and to protect themselves. But seniors and others will never hope to see the chaos in Jiangnan or the chaos. All seniors are noble and noble scholars, and are famous throughout the country. How could they disrupt the foundation of the country for their own selfishness? Moreover, a turbulent Jiangnan is of no benefit to the seniors. Therefore, I think it is not done by seniors and others."

Chu Dongmingqi said: "Qingchen, you first say that our families are the most suspicious, and then you say that it is definitely not us. Who are they?"

Jia Cong smiled but said nothing. Chu Dongming wanted to ask questions, but heard Song Yan say, "Okay, let me leave the younger generation to solve the problem."

Hearing this, Chu Dongming and others looked at each other, as if they had realized something.

Fang Zhe glanced at Song Yan, then looked at Jia Cong, and said, "Qing Minister, we don't treat you now. There are some things I want to find an idea with you."

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "I dare not."

Fang Zhe sighed and looked at Song Yan and said, "The great situation of Song Chan Gong is hard to stop. Since the Qin family, Bai family, and An family, loopholes have appeared frequently. The local prominent families in Jiangnan have torn apart the defense line of the new law. Although they have not collapsed, the great situation has gone away... In fact, even if this is not the case, it is still a matter of time. But it is a century-old family business, and the foundation of our clan's establishment. Even the Qing ministers understand that if there is no financial resources, the Mingxiang Cult will not be able to achieve great things, let alone us? But now, we are really trying to lose our plan."

Starting liquidation from the Qin family, Bai family and An family, it can involve most of the Jiangnan and even most of the officialdom.

Holding high the banner of investigating rebellion, the court will take any ruthless action, and basically take down any one you want.

Anyone who understands this can see it.

No one needs anyone else. As long as you send the Jinyiwei to act, no one can stop it.

Fang Zhe knew this well, so he asked Jia Cong for help.

It was not considered asking for help from Jia Cong, but asking for a way out from the Tian family forces behind Jia Cong...

Things can't be done.

Even Emperor Chongkang did not intend to kill all the local tyrants, so that would be impossible.

After hearing this, Song Yan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Since the old party's complete defeat in the central cabinet, the general trend has actually been decided. It is a foresight to have this idea."

When Fang Zhe heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head repeatedly.

In terms of nature cultivation, how could other scholars be willing to fall into the calculation of fame, wealth and wealth to defile themselves?

only……

If it weren't for the Fang family's tens of hectares of fertile land and thousands of servants and maids who succeeded and failed, he wouldn't have achieved his current study achievements.

Is Zhuge Kongming really farming in Nanyang? He is just farming?

If you don’t know the general trend of the world without leaving the cottage, and you will have to spend a lot of money on your letters to famous scholars in the world.

Otherwise, I just wanted to read books without reading. In ancient times, books were luxury goods.

The wealth partner is legal, and wealth ranks first.

It can be seen its importance.

Therefore, in order to inherit the Fang family's century-old family, Fang Zhe had to give up his nobleness and search for plans.

Seeing Fang Zhe like this, Song Yan asked Jia Cong, saying, "Cong'er, do you really have no way out?"

Jia Cong pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, I dare not hide it. When I was dealing with the internal affairs of the Jia family in Jinling, someone in the Jia family also asked for a way out. The disciple said that the land in Jiangnan could be exchanged for the land in Hei Liao. Although the land was bitter and cold, the land was extremely fertile. The eight great dukes enthroned by the state dynasty all had fields in Hei Liao and had a lot of harvest. Of course, the harvest was far inferior to that in Jiangnan, but it was always a way out. However, this proposal was rejected by the Jia clan without hesitation. Apart from this, the disciple had no choice but to make any plans."

In this era, the three provinces of Black and Liaoning Provinces had not even developed 30% of their land, and they were still the veritable Great Northern Wilderness.

As the world's three major black soil plains, the Northeast Black Soil Area has unlimited potential.

In later generations, the grain produced by the three provinces of Liaoning alone was enough to feed hundreds of millions of people, while the total number of people in Dagan was only 100 million.

Of course, with the current productivity and life tools, it is far from being compared with later generations.

But no matter what, if the land of Hei Liao is developed, it can greatly alleviate the increasingly fierce land annexation problem of Daxing inland.

However, Jia Cong knew that it was a treasure land, but for today's people, the land of Hei Liao is a truly bitter, cold and wilderness.

The only impressions of him were the barbarians who ate raw meat and drank blood, and the ice and snow that occupied a year and a half.

How could they be willing to go there?

Even with Fang Shuhe's wisdom and nature, when he heard this plan, he frowned tightly, and could not help but resist in his eyes.

Song Yan and Jia Cong looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Things cannot be done...
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