The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

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The long bells echoed in the quaint temples, and there was a kind of peaceful power that made people feel calm, as if with a sense of Zen.

Su Yi woke up with the sound of the bell, opened his eyes and looked out the window, the sky had just turned pale.

He sat up to get dressed.

Qingfeng, who was waiting outside the door, heard the movement, stood outside the window and whispered: "Lang Jun, are you awake?"

Su Yi hummed, put on the high-tooth clogs prepared by the bed, and stood up.

Qingfeng was holding a hot water towel, and Mingyue was holding green salt and an ivory brush, and gently pushed the door in.

After Su Yi finished washing, he put on a large kudzu shirt under the service of Qingfeng. The layers of long clothes with fluttering sleeves made an elegant arc when he walked.

In Fayu Temple in the early morning, the air was still cold, and after taking a long breath, a feeling of icy joy surged in his chest and lungs.

If it was Su Yi in the past, breathing in cold air like this, coughing alone would kill him half of his life, but now it is different.

After "greeting" to Bai Shina every day for a month, the toxins in his body have almost recovered, so naturally he is no longer afraid of these.

Su Yi walked on the moss-covered bluestone road, followed by Qingfeng and Mingyue, who walked towards the main hall of Fayu Temple.

Along the way, when they met a monk wearing a monk's robe, Su Yi and the monk clasped their hands together as a salute, and continued walking forward.

After a while, I heard the unhurried wooden fish beating from the Daxiong Palace.

In the center of the Daxiong Hall is enshrined a gold-plated Sakyamuni Buddha, with the "inaction seal" in his hands, and Bodhisattvas standing on both sides, holding ritual instruments, with peaceful and compassionate faces.The bright yellow banner cover is embroidered with golden and red scriptures and lotus flowers, which is solemn and solemn.

Several monks in cassocks were knocking wooden fish under the Buddha statue.

The wooden fish is huge, red sandalwood in color, and as long as an adult's forearm. Because it has been used all year round, the place where it is struck is shiny.

The crisp sound of wooden fish resounded throughout the main hall.

Futons were neatly arranged on the main hall, and the monks found their seats one after another and knelt on them. Su Yi followed the monks into the hall and knelt on the futons in the corner.

"Ding~"

The clear and crisp sound of the copper bowl sounded, and the lingering sound was lingering, stirring the heart and soul, and the hall was suddenly silent.

The abbot of Fayu Temple walked to the center and began to sing scriptures, followed by all the monks.

A long tune like singing, chanting scriptures, and bells, chimes and wooden fishes as harmony, opened the morning class of Fayu Temple.

Su Yi clasped his hands together and listened quietly.

He was respectful on the surface, but actually his thoughts were racing. He thought in his heart that this chanting was better than some choirs in later generations. No wonder believers like to come to the temple to listen to the scriptures.

It has been more than half a month since Su Yi came to Fayu Temple to "seek medical treatment". After all, a sudden improvement in health still needs a clear path.

In this era of advocating Xuanzun Tao, it is a good reason to use Buddhism.

On the other hand, in order to avoid the turmoil in Jian'an City, since Emperor Liang married Zhao Situ's daughter-in-law last month, he also named the daughter-in-law of the Wang family and the Xie family as Concubine De and Concubine Shu at the same time. There is a title.

The balance of the eight aristocratic families was broken, and for a while, Jian'an City was undercurrents.

However, it was Bai Shi who gave Su Yi the most headache.

Ever since she learned that Su Yi's health was improving through the spy in Xianyunju, she couldn't help it anymore. The last time he poured the medicine of tiger and wolf into his tea and sent a beautiful girl to climb into bed, it was just an appetizer. In just half a month, Su Yi experienced several murders such as poisoning and arson.

Su Yi even wondered if it was because he was so irritating when he "pleased" before that Bai couldn't stand it for a day.

With his eyes downcast, he thought in his heart that it was time to leave the Marquis of Cheng'an's mansion.

After the morning class, Su Yi was about to go back to the meditation room when he suddenly felt a strong sense of despair.

He paused, and walked towards the place where the emotion came from.

At the gate of the temple, a simple porridge shed was set up, and several monks were serving porridge to the ragged people.

The hot wheat porridge was mixed with wild vegetables and some medicinal materials to prevent diseases. It was yellow, yellow and green, and it didn't look good. But as soon as these people got the porridge, they didn't care about the hot porridge and quickly drank it. It can be seen that they were very hungry.

Su Yi took a quick look at them. There were hundreds of them, most of them were old people and children who had no labor force. Some of them were still holding their children. Their clothes were scanty and their shoes were worn out. They looked like He came from far away, with a desperate and numb expression on his face.

Su Yi frowned. In the era of peace, I haven't heard of any natural disasters recently. How could there be refugees?

He rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward to help the monk pass the porridge to the refugees, and curiously asked the little novice serving the porridge next to him, "Master, how many days has this porridge shed been open?"

The little novice knew that Su Yi was a distinguished guest of the temple, and when he saw Su Yi willing to help, he felt a little better, and replied while serving porridge; "It's been three days."

Su Yi asked again: "Does the little master know where these people come from?"

The little monk shook his head, "I don't know."

Su Yi didn't continue to ask, but helped to continue delivering the porridge, and after a while, all the porridge was delivered.

He asked Mingyue to help clean up the porridge shed, and took Qingfeng to the place where the refugees drank porridge.

Su Yi looked around and set his sights on one of the crippled men in their 30s who was feeding porridge to an old man.

In addition to despair, this person also has injustice in his heart.

"Uncle, my lord wants to ask you something." Qingfeng said to the lame man.

Su Yi stood five steps away from the two of them, smiling.

The crippled man was a little wary at first, but when he saw the handsome young man who was helping out with the porridge just now, his heart sank a little, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know what your lord wants to ask?"

Su Yiwen said in a warm voice: "I am a lay disciple living in this Fayu Temple. May I ask where is uncle from? How did he end up here?"

Seeing that the crippled man was silent, Su Yi said again: "There is good farmland in the next family. If you don't dislike it, uncle can take your father as a tenant in the farm of the next family. I don't know what uncle wants?"

He pretended to be innocent and sympathetic to the poor.

Sure enough, the lame man finally let go of his guard.

He was moved. If he could really enter the farm, his family would not have to worry about starving to death.

He looked at Su Yi's handsome and smiling face again. It seemed that he was lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted nobleman.

The lame man's face was no longer vigilant, and he said in a low voice: "Mr. Lang is kind-hearted. The villain is from Qin County in Yuzhou. The villain's property was occupied by the adults of the same county. In desperation, the villain brought his family and children together. drifting here."

Occupying land?Su Yi asked again: "Do you know, which adult is it?"

The crippled man looked annoyed, "I only know that Mr. Zhao is surnamed Zhao, and I heard that he has royal relatives in the palace."

He pointed to his lame leg, "The villain's leg was broken when he was reasoning with him."

The surname is Zhao, and there are royal relatives in the palace, who else can there be besides the Queen Mother Zhao's clan?

The aristocrats in this era are very powerful, the status of the aristocrats is very high, the life and death of the common people are like ants, no one cares about their life and death, when expanding, there will often be things that embezzle the land of the common people.

The local government and most of the aristocratic families are inextricably linked, and if one is damaged, the other is prosperous, so it is natural to turn a blind eye and close one eye.

The Zhao family is a new family, and having a royal relative can be said to be a one-man success, and all kinds of distant relatives will naturally follow suit.

The crippled man pointed at the refugees around him, and said bitterly, "Not only the villain's family, everyone lost their land and had to leave their hometowns. Less than half of those who came out from the same village as the villains survived."

Everyone looked sad.

Su Yi knew that in this era when the average life expectancy was only over 30 years old, it was so difficult for ordinary people to live.

Due to low productivity, low crop yields, and exploitation by heavy taxes from aristocratic families and dynasties, most commoners could only eat two meals a day.

Some really poor families can't even afford clothes. Several members of a family only have decent clothes, and they are willing to take turns wearing them when they go out.

Land property is the lifeblood of these civilians, and losing their land means their lives. No wonder these refugees exude such a strong sense of despair.

Su Yi asked Qingfeng to settle these refugees. He had his own farm and property since he was born, and he added new ones every year, which was more than enough to accommodate these refugees.

He returned to the meditation room and looked at the exquisite decorations in the room.

The qin table of golden nanmu, the case surface is inlaid with high-quality suet white jade, the ancient qin of the former dynasty 500 years ago, the crane-shaped incense burner inlaid with gold and silver inlaid with rubies, the carved paperweight of red sandalwood, and even the underwear worn on the body, They are all made of fine silk shipped from Yizhou.

Not to mention the golden agarwood used in the incense burner, the tribute tea, and the rare red plums in the early summer in the vase...

Among them, there are many priceless treasures. If they are converted into silver coins, they may be able to buy a county's grain for ten years.

This is the elegant and rich luxury life that is common to the aristocrats of the aristocratic family.

Behind it is the blood and sweat of countless low-level civilians.

Su Yi watched all this in a daze, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

There was an inevitable smile on the corner of his mouth, "Old Devil, I figured out how to get negative emotions."