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"Finally sent away." Ito Cheng breathed softly.

In the half hour just now, Ito had a heart-to-heart talk and debate with Shi Feixuan on the importance of business and skills, its influence, and all the possible effects. Until just now, he relied on a large amount of theoretical knowledge from later generations to persuade him. Shi Feixuan sent her out of the palace. Even Ito Cheng believed that after today's conversation, even if she did not meet the Mingjun Li Shimin recognized by her master, it would definitely cause ripples in Shi Feixuan's heart and make her She began to carefully observe the differences between herself and Li Shimin to see who was the real wise king, instead of accepting Li Shimin's death like in the original work.

"Fortunately, she didn't ask about my plans for Buddhism and Taoism. Otherwise, even if her mind was changing, she wouldn't have chosen her own." Ito Cheng thought to himself.

Ito Cheng really did not like the Buddhist and Taoist families in the Sui Tang Dynasty, or just Buddhism. Not only was he not engaged in production and paying taxes, he also occupied a large area of ​​fertile land and population, and had a profound guidance for the people at that time. Influence, compared to a Taoist sect that can develop several high-tech technologies from alchemy without any problems, it is not the least bit disgusting.

Therefore, Ito Cheng plans to wait until China is completely settled and promulgate new religious management regulations, stipulating that Buddhism and Taoism must pay taxes and are not allowed to own land privately. Even if they have land, it must be based on the size of the temple itself and the number of monks. Re-distribution, no more occupation, monks and Taoists must be re-established, no one can become a monk without the consent of the official, relatives, and temples, and jointly submit the naturalization permission document, to avoid shaving one's head in the future. If you become a monk, you can escape from arrest by the government, and the appearance of registered people, etc...

correct. There are also Level 4 and Level 6 examinations for current monks, and those who pass the exam can continue to be monks. Those who fail to meet the standards are immediately forced to return to the secular world and undergo transformation and resettlement according to their respective circumstances. In short, it is a severe suppression of Buddhism and will never allow these monks to feel comfortable.

Of course, Ito Cheng will still encourage those members of the Taoist sect who are not good at management and allow the people to pursue freedom because they encourage production. They even sent some researchers over to help them carry out research work, so as to prevent Daomen from being as lonely as future generations.

On the other side, Shi Feixuan, with a thoughtful expression on her face, returned to the Zen room of the temple.

"Master." Master Fei Xuan saluted to Fan Qinghui, the only woman left in the Zen room. [

"How is it?" Fan Qinghui, who was meditating with his eyes closed, asked without opening his eyes.

"Unable to see the Heshi Bi with his own eyes, His Majesty the Emperor Dahua also insisted that the Heshi Bi was descended from heaven. I don't think he would admit that it was stolen from somewhere else." Shi Fei Xuan replied softly.

"No one would admit it." Fan Qinghui opened his eyes slightly and sighed in a low voice.

"Then, Concubine Chang and Emperor Dahua had some exchanges about their political philosophy." Shi Feixuan continued.

"Oh?" Fan Qinghui's expression changed. He looked at Shifei last.

"Based on observation, although Emperor Dahua's ideas are a bit radical, they are still a means of governing the world, and he can be regarded as a wise king." Shi Fei Ru lowered her eyes and replied.

"Do you think he is better than Li Shimin?" Fan Qinghui frowned.

"Although Fei Xuan has watched Li Shimin from afar, she knows that he does have the appearance of a master. There are many capable ministers and generals around him, but because they have not sat face to face to talk, Fei Xuan cannot judge." Shi Fei Last replied.

"Feixuan, do you want to choose him as the Mingjun?" Fan Qinghui asked with a frown.

"If we can't get back He's Wall, Emperor Dahua may not be an option." Shi Feixuan looked up at Fan Qinghui and said.

"I'm afraid things won't be that easy." Fan Qinghui sighed softly.

She understood Shi Feixuan's plan. If Heshibi really cannot be retrieved by then, then only by recognizing Ito Cheng as the Lord of Destiny can the reputation of Cihang Jingzhai not be affected. They continue to maintain a transcendent status, but in this way, the previous layout is completely in vain, and the subsequent impact and publicity effect on Buddhism are even more different, which is inconsistent with the benefits they have paid!

But at this point, how long can the Li Tang power they are optimistic about last? Do you want to lose face and let people from the Buddhist and Taoist families carry out beheading and assassination? In that case, even if Li Tang is really raised, Cihang Jingzhai's scenic spots will be ruined, not to mention the favors that will be brought in later. Whether Cihang Jingzhai's transcendent status can be continued is another matter.

But if you choose Ito Cheng...

"Alas!" Fan Qinghui, who couldn't help but recall the information sent back by a certain force below, sighed again. [

The reason why Fan Qinghui is like this is because the information she is thinking of is none other than the movements of Ito Cheng and the Demon Sect, especially representatives of the Demon Sect such as An Long, Zuo Youxian, Huan Huan, and Shan Meixian. The relationship between the Demon Sect woman and Ito Cheng makes her feel at ease. She is deeply afraid that the Demon Sect will use I Tocheng's hand to suppress the Buddhist Sect and Cihang Jingzhai in the future!

Although this worry was wrong, the results were indeed correct and did not deviate from Ito Cheng's plan.

"Feixuan, go and call your uncle Luokong and the others." Fan Qinghui ordered softly.

"Yes, Master." Shi Feixuan agreed, turned around and exited the Zen room, walked towards the other adjacent Zen rooms, and conveyed Fan Qinghui's meaning one by one.

After a while, Fan Qinghui, Xin Chen, Ling Kong, Not Angry, Not Infatuated, Not Greedy, Not Afraid, and Shi Feixuan once again gathered in the Zen room where Fan Qinghui was, quietly listening to Shi Feixuan's detailed account. Read all the details of her meeting with Ito Cheng.

"What do you think, Senior Brother Liaokong?" After a moment, Fan Qinghui looked at Liaokong who was silently holding his rosary beads with his eyes closed and asked.

"He's not one of my kind." Liao Kong said in a wafting voice.

"It seems that this is the only way." Fan Qinghui, who fully understood the meaning of Kong's inexplicable words, nodded slightly and said, "Then please excuse me, Senior Brother Kong, to accompany us tonight."

"It's my job." Liao Kong lowered his head and responded.

Immediately afterwards, monks Liao Kong and Si Bu of Jing Nian Zen Monastery left Fan Qinghui's Zen room one after another and returned to their own Zen room to rest. Similarly, Fan Qinghui, Xinchen, and Shi Feixuan, who watched Kong and the others leave, also stopped talking. They each found a place to sit cross-legged, resting their spirits and preparing for the night's action.

In this silence, time and time flowed by quickly and unknowingly, and it came to night...

"Amitabha." With the sudden Buddha's name, Fan Qinghui, Xinchen, Liao Kong, Shi Fei Xuan and the four monks, who had never dressed in casual clothes and acted in their original clothes, all moved, like a Like a night-charming elf, she moved towards Chang'an Palace.

With the extraordinary footsteps of the eight people, they soon arrived at one side of the wall of Chang'an Palace.

"The four of you will stay here." Liao Kong said to Monk Si Bu.

"Yes." The four monks responded in unison.

Then Xinchen, who was dressed as a nun, threw it upward with one hand, and a slender rope lock with a hook on one end immediately rushed up with the sound of breaking through the air, and then hooked with the palace wall with a soft "ding" sound. Claws together.

Xinchen stretched out his hand and tugged on the rope lock. After confirming that it was fixed, he nodded slightly to Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan and Liao Kong beside him. Then he tugged on the rope lock and used Qing Gong to use the force to rush towards the wall. It only took two people. With a little help, he landed on the top of the city.

Then, acting in accordance with the law, Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan, and Liao Kong also rushed to the top of the city.

Although it was troublesome to get up, it was easy to get down. Xinchen, who retracted his claws, jumped down from the wall together with Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan and Liao Kong. Using his superb light skills, he landed lightly on the ground in the palace and set off. Go in the direction of the imperial study room

It has to be said that although they claim to be upright people and never dare to do anything sneaky, their actions of climbing over the wall and entering the house are no worse than professionals who sneak in and lock the door. Even because of their advanced cultivation, they are more dangerous and terrifying than professionals. However, relying solely on their spiritual senses, Fan Qinghui and others successfully "forced" past the patrol team and secret sentry in the palace and arrived at the royal study room. outside.

"I didn't feel the master's aura." Fan Qinghui said in a low voice.

"The poor monk didn't feel it either," Liao Kong said in a low voice.

"It seems we are worrying too much." Fan Qinghui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go." Then, Fan Qinghui's expression straightened and he shouted in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, the four people quickly rushed out of the hiding place and came to the door where the imperial library was least guarded and no one was paying attention. They used their inner strength to shake open the wooden bolts used to seal the door and entered the imperial study room.

Because no one was working, the imperial study was dark.

"Search separately." Fan Qinghui whispered.

Xinchen, Liaokong, and Shi Feixuan nodded and started searching the imperial study room separately.

The imperial study room was not very big, only about thirty square meters. The interior furnishings were mostly bookshelves, paintings and calligraphy, as well as a set of desks and chairs used by the emperor to work and several square-backed wooden chairs prepared for ministers who came here to discuss matters. There was no place to hide things, so after the four experts searched, they quickly discovered the He's Wall hidden in a square wooden box in a dark compartment on the side.

"Yes, it's the real thing." Liao Kong nodded and confirmed as he looked at the Heshibi in the wooden box held by Fan Qinghui.

"I really didn't expect that Zen Master Liao Kong of the Jing Nian Zen Monastery and the owner and successor of Cihang Jingzhai would do such sneaky and dirty things. It's really shocking." When Qinghui closed the lid of the box and was about to leave, Ito Cheng's voice suddenly sounded in the study room, causing Fan Qinghui and the other four people to tense up and subconsciously look towards the location where the sound came from.

In an instant, Ito Cheng's figure appeared in their eyes wearing a simple inner coat made of white satin material, with an expression that seemed both mocking and smiling.

"This thing can't be stolen by you just like that." Ito Cheng didn't see any movement after that, and the wooden box containing the Heshi wall instantly appeared in front of him, and he said, holding it with one hand.

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