From eunuch to emperor

The abbot's room in Zhaoti Temple.

Hong Zhi was sitting in the empty room with a pot of tea in front of him, and the disciple in charge of accounting in the temple was reporting how many offerings he had received today.

Monk Kong Ji went to the front line of Yangcheng to fight Long Chen, Puxuan and Tang Guolong, Minister of Honglu Temple, went to Wusi Country for help, and now Hong Zhi is the most senior person in the temple, so he moved his place to the abbot's room, and passed The addiction of being an abbot.

"This time I received 240 million copper coins, 1 taels of silver, and 4 gold coins."

"The rest of the things are still being counted, and it is estimated that they are much less than in previous years."

Hong Zhi was a little unhappy as he drank his tea. The number of offerings was too small, much less than in previous years.

"It's really leaking and it's raining all night, and the front line is fighting. I thought I'd collect more money for this Qizi Festival to help Junior Brother Kongji, but I didn't expect it to be so much less."

Hong Zhi got up and walked around in the abbot's room.

The monk in charge of accounts said: "Uncle, we have not been peaceful these years. Long Cheng'en makes troubles from time to time, and the king has raised taxes. Now the common people really have no money."

"Moreover, there are fewer people seeking children this year. My disciples asked them, and some people said that they didn't want to have children because they didn't have enough food and rice at home."

Hong Zhi nodded and said, "Yes, after years of fighting, the people have long been empty."

"I just thought about the repeated defeats ahead. So many people died. There must be a lot of widowed women. They must want to seek children and continue the incense for the family."

Soldiers sacrificed their lives for their country on the battlefield in front, while Hong Zhi wanted to fuck their wives in the rear, it was extremely hateful.

The monk in charge of accounts was stunned by Hong Zhi's words, and he looked at Hong Zhi like a fool.

Husband died in battle, who would go to Zhaoti Temple to ask for a child?

Is it normal to sleep in a temple and get pregnant without a husband?

Hong Zhi didn't think there was any problem, and continued: "Forget it, if there is less, there will be less. You call Jing Yan over."

The monk in charge of the accounts went out immediately, and after a while, Jing Yan walked in.

Today, Jingyan is in good spirits, with a layer of sesame oil on his body, and he is wearing a brand new monk's robe.

"Master."

Jing Yan entered the door and worshiped happily.

Seeing that Jing Yan was so happy, Hong Zhi smiled and said, "Is there any beautiful woman you fancy?"

Jing Yan smiled obscenely, and said: "I already have it. She is the daughter-in-law of the Guazhou prefect. She is tall and beautiful. The disciple is about to go there."

Hong Zhi smiled and said, "Okay, the prefect of Guazhou and I have met once, you must give him a grandson."

Jing Yan chuckled and said, "How dare you disobey the order of the master, the disciple must work hard."

"I don't know if my uncle has a favorite girl this time?"

Although Hong Zhinian is old, his heart is not tired. Every year, he would personally carry a gun to the battle for the believers to pray for children.

"Yes, yes, but I'm old, so I don't know if I can find a son for her."

Hong Zhi had a lewd smile on his face, which didn't match the cassock he was wearing, and he looked like an old ass when he smiled.

Jing Yan said flatteringly: "Master's body is strong, why can't it work, he will definitely be able to obtain a son for the benefactor."

Hong Zhi laughed and said, "Well said, let's make another bet this time to see if you and I can have twins."

The obscene monks in Zhaoti Temple are very abominable. After they raped the female believers, they would make a bet with each other to see who was the best and could give birth to twins.

This Jing Yan is very gifted, twins are often born, Hong Zhi occasionally has twins, that's why Hong Zhi said so.

Jing Yan chuckled and said: "Uncle Master, I'm afraid that disciple will win again."

Hong Zhi shook his head and said with a smile, "Not necessarily, I won't know until ten months later."

The two smiled lewdly and got up to go to the Qiuzitang.

Long Chen came out of the inn, walked with Zhe Er, the others dispersed, and agreed to meet at the Qiuzi Hall of Zhaoti Temple.

Walking on the street, many police officers from Jingzhao Mansion rushed past with two portraits in their hands, and all the inns and private houses in the city were searched.

"Have you seen these two people?"

"I have not seen it."

On the road, there are also policemen who catch passers-by and ask them.

Long Chen glanced at it, one was his makeup as Xiao Lizi, and the other was Zhu'er's portrait.

"My lord, that portrait?"

Zhe'er saw that the portrait was somewhat similar to Long Chen, and vaguely guessed something.

Long Chen didn't answer, but just laughed it off.

Avoiding the arresting yamen servants, Long Chen and Zhe'er arrived at Zhaoti Temple.

The gate was open, monks were all in refuge hall and begging son hall, no one was in charge of pilgrims coming in and out, and no one stopped Long Chen and Zhe Er.

At this time, the spies from the West Plant came in one after another, Zhe Er gestured with them, and everyone walked slowly towards the backyard.

Long Chen and Zhe Er walked in the front.

From the side hall next to the hall of refuge, through a door is the hall of seeking children, and behind the hall of seeking children is the chamber of seeking children.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the lanterns in the temple were all lit up.

The door was originally guarded by monks, but at this time they all went to eat.

The other brothers were happy in the begging room, but they had to guard the door, needless to say the resentment in their hearts.

So just leave when you get there, no matter if anyone comes in.

Long Chen walked in and said: "I thought I was going to kill a few bald donkeys, but I didn't expect to run away."

Zhe Er said, "There may be someone inside."

The two continued to walk in, and they arrived at the begging room, and there were indeed several monks sitting in front of them.

They were saying some obscenities, and it was because of that senior brother who found a beautiful female benefactor.

These monks will show off after the Son-in-Law Festival, and they will also tell about the female believers, such as big breasts and fat buttocks.

When Long Chen walked in, the monk immediately stood up and scolded: "Stop, this is the Qiuzi Hall, how dare you barge in!"

The monk stared angrily, holding an iron rod in his hand, and it seemed that he would strike if he disagreed.

Long Chen laughed and said: "Oh, so this is the Qiuzi Hall, my wife and I went by the wrong path."

Zhe Er pretended to be coquettish and said: "Mages, forgive me, I didn't intend to collide with you."

The monks took a closer look, they found that the folded ears looked quite fresh, and they suddenly became lustful.

The other senior brothers have women, and they are all restless here, and it happens that a beautiful woman like Zhe Er has come.

"Female benefactor, are you also here to ask for a child?"

An obscene monk walked over with a shy face, while another obscene monk separated Long Chen with an iron rod.

Zhe Er nodded slightly, and said: "The slave family is here to beg for a son with the husband."

The obscene monk's eyes showed lust, and he salivated: "Little lady, we are also in the Seeking Child Hall, and we can also help you find a child."

Zhe Er kept stepping back, and said: "The drawing of lots by the servants means that I will come tomorrow, and I really went the wrong way today."

Long Chen smiled apologetically at the side: "Mages, we are tomorrow, not today, we will come back tomorrow."

Saying that, Long Chen made a gesture to leave, and the other monks immediately grabbed Long Chen's clothes, and said with a vicious smile: "Don't leave when you come, don't you want your wife to get an heir?"

The obscene monk tugged on Zhe Er's sleeve, and said with a chuckle: "Little lady, we are right here, in front of your husband-in-law, begging for a son for you!"