The three-generation Buddhas and Bodhisattvas cast in bronze lowered their heads, quietly watching this absurd scene in the Main Hall, and also quietly watching the various situations in the world.

However, no one jumped out to oppose Zhao Huan's proposal, let alone Zhao Huan's request to borrow the gold body and cast copper coins.

Zhao Huan looked at the smiling Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, then turned to look at the still clear sky outside the Main Hall, and said with a smile: "None of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas shook their heads to object. It seems that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also know that the people's life is not easy.

, and are willing to give me, the emperor, some thin noodles. In that case, why not!"

He Jimeng responded with clasped fists, and Zhao Huan then ordered: "Go back and ask for the bronze statues of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and ask the young master to send some skilled craftsmen to reshape the golden bodies of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!"

"Amitabha!"

Master Kuanzhi, Zen Master Xuanzhi and other great monks all recited the name of the Buddha and lowered their heads together. Only the old monk Su Quan was twisting his rosary beads and chanting something. He didn't know which Buddhist scripture he was reciting.

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For the great monks such as Master Kuanzhi and Zen Master Xuanzhi, even though they knew that if the government wanted to borrow money from the Buddha, they would first go to the Daxiangguo Temple, but they never thought that the Daxiangguo Temple would be the first place they wanted to borrow money from.

The golden body of Buddha enshrined in the Main Hall cannot even survive today.

Zhao Huan laughed loudly and said to Master Kuanzhi: "I am a little tired. Do you want to bother the monk and ask someone to prepare some vegetarian dishes?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Kuanzhi proclaimed the name of the Buddha, bowed and said: "The officials have their orders, how dare Kuanzhi disobey them? Please move to the dining hall."

Zhao Huan smiled and nodded, and followed Master Kuanzhi and others to the dining hall. Gaili Literature Network

Dongpo vegetarian meat, assorted vegetarian fans, Buddha enlightening Zen, golden bowl offering pearls, honey-stuffed pollen, white fungus and lotus seeds cup, a bowl of noodles, barely four dishes and one soup. After the meal, Zhao Huan smiled.

He told his second purpose of coming to Daxiangguo Temple.

"I heard that Buddhism in the Western Regions and Buddhism of Body Poison have declined."

"Remembering that Bodhidharma traveled east to spread the Dharma, and Master Tripitaka went west to obtain scriptures, I intentionally asked the great monks and others to go to the Western Regions, where they would be poisoned and spread Buddhism from the Central Plains back to the West."

"For this trip, I will order the Ministry of Rites to prepare customs clearance documents and send people to escort them all the way until they leave our territory of the Song Dynasty."

"Of course, there is no need to worry over there in the Western Regions. I will send an envoy to know how to combine the Yelu Dashi in the Western Liao Dynasty."

"I wonder what the great monks think?"

After Zhao Huan's words fell, all the great monks looked at each other, and the leader, Master Kuanzhi, announced the Buddha's name, bowed and said: "I'm going to tell the officials, this poor monk thought I was going to spread Buddhism from China to the West.

, we also need to prepare Buddhist scriptures, choose more monks, and go to the Western Regions together."

After finishing speaking, Master Kuanzhi quietly looked at Zhao Huan's face again. Seeing that Zhao Huan still had a smile on his face, he bravely said: "The poor monk thinks that Master Suquan of Luohan Temple has profound Dharma and is the best among all monks."

head."

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Suquan pronounced the Buddha's name, stood up and bowed to Zhao Huan with his hands clasped together, saying, "I am going to tell you that the old monk is willing to lead all the monks to the Western Regions."

However, what everyone did not expect was that Zhao Huan ignored the old monk Su Quan at all, and instead said with a smile: "I think the Buddhist Dharma cultivation of the great monk Kuanzhi and the great monk Xuanzhi are enough to spread the Dharma to the Western Regions.

Therefore, for this teaching, the monks were led by the great monk Kuanzhi and the great monk Xuanzhi. As for the great monk Suquan, I intend to appoint him as the abbot of the Daxiangguo Temple to read some scriptures in front of the Buddha for me.

The Queen Mother prays."

After Zhao Huan finished speaking, the old monk Su Quan reluctantly announced the Buddha's name, but the faces of Master Kuanzhi, Zen Master Xuanzhi and others turned dark.

After pondering for a long time, Master Kuanzhi said tentatively: "As a reminder to the officials, Master Suquan, although he is highly virtuous and highly respected, grew up in Luohan Temple after all. If he suddenly comes to Daxiangguo Temple, then Luohan Temple..."

Zhao Huan hummed thoughtfully, but just when Master Kuanzhi was secretly happy, Zhao Huan's face suddenly darkened and asked: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Officials calm down! Poor monks don't dare!"

Seeing Zhao Huan suddenly become angry, and He Ji, who was accompanying Zhao Huan, pressed his hand on the handle of the knife. Master Kuan Zhi and other great monks were immediately frightened, and quickly stood up and apologized to Zhao Huan.

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Zhao Huan looked at the anxious Master Kuan Zhi and others, and then at the old monk Su Quan. His face, which was gloomy just now, suddenly showed a smile.

"The great monk Kuanzhi."

Zhao Huan tapped his fingers on the table in front of him, smiled and said to Master Kuan Zhi: "Have you ever heard of a saying called the emperor's tongue?"

Master Kuanzhi shook his head in confusion, clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhao Huan, and replied: "I'm sorry for my ignorance, but I have never heard of it."

Zhao Huan snorted and said: "This emperor's tongue is nothing strange. It's just that every time you eat something, you can taste the difference. Monk Kuanzhi, tell me, this

What’s going on with the noodles?”

"The chef's skills are really good. He is able to make this bowl of noodles into a clear soup that is not watery, not even a bit fishy or greasy, and yet extremely delicious."

"It's a pity..."

"No matter how clever you are, you can't hide the fact that this bowl of noodles requires several chickens. Others can't taste it, but I can taste some chicken."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Huan shook his head helplessly and said: "I originally wanted to give you a chance, but you are so disappointing to me."

"chicken?"

Zen Master Xuanzhi and the other great monks were stunned. Seeing the expression on Monk Kuanzhi's face change from panic to indifference, they knew that Zhao Huan had not wronged Monk Kuanzhi.

"vomit!"

All the great monks did not care about being disrespectful in front of the emperor, and immediately ran to the side and vomited wildly. Only Master Suquan still sat there twisting his beads and chanting sutras.

Zhao Huan looked at the great monks who were vomiting wildly, then at the old monk Suquan, and then asked with a smile: "Master, you also ate this noodles, why don't you vomit it out?"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Suquan chanted the name of the Buddha and replied: "As the saying goes, the bodhi tree has no tree and the mirror has no stand. In the eyes of the old monk, this bowl of noodles is just a bowl of noodles. Since you have eaten it, you should not

Just spit it out, otherwise, this bowl of noodles will be wasted."

Zhao Huan smiled and nodded, and suddenly said seriously: "Master Suquan, please obey."

Old monk Suquan clasped his hands together, bowed and said: "Old monk is here, please give me the official's instructions."

Zhao Huan hummed and said: "I will leave this Great Xiangguo Temple and the Buddhist sect in the world to you. As well as the great monk Kuanzhi and others, let them pack up early and go to the Western Regions to spread the Dharma.

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The old monk Suquan sighed helplessly, bowed and said: "Yes, the old monk accepts the order."

After answering, the old monk Suquan looked at the great monks Kuanzhi, Xuanzhi and other great monks again, and sighed: "Three martial arts were born to bring disaster to our sect. When Shizi returned home, the pagoda and temple were empty. It must have been that he worshiped the sun in the past and could not keep the truth.

Feng. Now, our Buddhist sect is almost destroyed by your hands again."

Zhao Huan also shook his head and said: "Master monk, come with me. I have something to tell you."
Chapter completed!