Chapter 689

The patriarchs of all the aristocratic families and Cheng Yaojin looked at each other. Were they busy for a long time, but they didn't work hard?

If things were like what the monk said, even if they had five surnames and seven hopes, it would be difficult to get any benefits from them. After all, compared with the Buddhism with believers all over the Tang Dynasty, the aristocratic families such as Duke Lu or five surnames and seven hopes could not grab food from the mouth of the Buddhism.

At the moment, Zheng Yuanshou and others no longer doubt the authenticity of the gold mine, but they feel more and more uncomfortable. I can't eat such a big piece of fat in front of me. It's a hell.

Cheng Yaojin is even more angry with the monk. The Zhang knife in his hand is directly put on the monk's neck.

"Bald donkey, how dare you deceive someone! But do you think the knife in my hand is not fast enough?"

The monk directly closed his eyes and recited scriptures silently without answering at all.

Zheng Yuanshou, Wang Renyou, Cui Xin and others looked at each other. They were unwilling, but they had nothing to do. When they meet a monk who is not afraid of death, they really don't know what to do.

It's easy to kill the monk and his disciple, but in this way, the temple property of Xingguo temple has become the common property of several big temples in Chang'an City, and they don't want to get any benefits from it.

Li forgot to worry, who was silent all the time, suddenly said, "Uncle Cheng, have something to say. Don't scare the master."

Li Qieyou stepped forward to open Cheng Yaojin and saluted the monk: "master Zhengdao, don't you know these Langjun masters? Let me introduce you. In addition to the Duke Lu, these Langjun are the owners of the Cui family in Boling, the Cui family in Qinghe, the Lu family in Fanyang, the Li family in Longxi, the Li family in Zhaojun, the Wang family in Taiyuan and the Zheng family in Xingyang."

Li forgot to worry, pointed to Zheng Yuanshou and others, and continued to persuade them: "master, you are a monk. Why did you offend Duke Lu, Duke Zheng and Duke Cui for no reason? Do you think you can guard the gold mine and live a good life? Why bother to offend so many people for your worldly possessions?"

The monk raised his eyes and looked at Li forgetful. He opened his mouth, but he just read a Buddhist name and still kept silent.

Zheng Yuanshou and others were worried, and they secretly scolded the monk. It was like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard.

Li forgetful worry also showed some impatience: "master, I respect that you are a monk, so I can persuade you so kindly. Do you really want money rather than life? For some gold, you even ignore your own and disciples' lives? Buddhism should abstain from greed. Why is the master so greedy? This is not what monks do."

After listening to Li's words, the monk sighed: "Amitabha, I'm not greedy for the gold. You noble people don't know. I was a monk in Xingguo temple. Later, I wandered around to practice and only asked for a bowl of porridge. Money and the poor monk are just floating clouds. Whether I'm a poor monk or an old abbot, I never wanted to touch the gold mine."

Cheng Yaojin spat: "bah, don't talk nonsense. If you are a bald donkey without greed, why did you start to explore gold with your disciples as soon as you took over the Xingguo temple? But I found out that you, a bald donkey, have sold at least 2000 pieces of gold in Chang'an City in the past half a month! This is also called no greed?"

Zheng Yuanshou, Zheng shanguo, Cui Xin, Wang Renyou and other family leaders felt greatly stimulated by the speech. The output of the gold mine was far more than they expected!

The monk and his disciples alone made more than 2000 pieces of gold in half a month. Even if the piece of dog head gold sold to the Zheng family is removed, at least one hundred and twenty taels of gold will be produced. How terrible?

If there were enough craftsmen, wouldn't it be easy for this gold mine to produce thousands of taels of gold a month?

When people wait, they look at the monk even worse.

Zheng Yuanshou couldn't help but threaten with Yin pity: "master, are you really not afraid of death? But master doesn't know that there are many things in the world that are more terrible than death!"

He thought so in his heart. If the monk really refused to let go, he had to catch him. If you let the episode be tortured, you don't believe Sanmu. The monk still refuses to sign a pledge to sell the gold mine.

The monk was not moved at all: "Amitabha, as I said, if you want to take this smelly leather bag, you can take it. I didn't dig the gold mine with my disciples for greed, just to raise gold, repair Xingguo temple and recast the gold body for my Buddha."

Hearing what the monk said, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help laughing and said, "monk, it's simple. If it's true, you sell the gold mine to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu pays to help you recast the golden body for the Buddha. A gilded Buddha statue is nothing."

Hearing his speech, the preaching monk lowered his eyes slightly: "Amitabha, noble man, the poor monk made a great wish in front of the Buddha to recast the Buddha's golden body, but it is not the gilded Buddha statue, but the Buddha's golden body made of pure gold."

When he said this, he startled the people.

Nima, pure gold Buddha body?

Li forgot to worry. They couldn't help looking up and looked at the slightly dilapidated clay Buddha statue in the main hall. They estimated in their hearts how much gold such a Buddha's golden body needed

At least one million liang of gold, 100000 Jin! This is the general estimation made in the hearts of people.

This number, however, shocked everyone, a huge unimaginable number. Even with the Millennium accumulation of the aristocratic family, 100000 liang of gold has to be emptied, not to mention millions of Liang.

In fact, there are not many gold reserves in China since ancient times. It is recorded in history that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty rewarded general Wei Qing with 200000 kg of gold at a time; Wang Mang married the queen in his later years and used 30000 Jin of gold; In the age of Wang Mang, the gold stored in the palace alone was more than 700000 kg

However, China has had the habit of thick burial since ancient times. It is recorded in the book of Jin that "the emperor of the Han Dynasty became a mausoleum one year after he ascended the throne. One third of the world's tribute and Fu are for the ancestral temple, guests and mountain mausoleum."

One third of the national finance has let an emperor be buried underground, and for thousands of years, I don't know how many emperors and literati have brought countless gold into the mausoleum.

Therefore, in the Tang and Song Dynasties, there was less and less gold in Chinese history.

Million taels of gold is not without, but it is also an extremely huge number.

Zheng Yuanshou couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "monk, your joke is so interesting. You really dare to think about casting the Buddha's gold body with millions of liang of gold."

The righteous monk shook his head: "It's not impossible. The old abbot and I d have known for many years that the gold reserves behind the temple are amazing. Even ten million taels of gold is not impossible. How can I use one million taels of gold to cast a gold body for the Buddha? Therefore, this gold mine is absolutely not sold, even if you kill the poor monk. Naturally, several temples in Chang'an city will fulfill their great wishes for the poor monk The Buddha cast a golden body and enshrined it in the Xingguo temple. "

The monk's words immediately stimulated Zheng Yuanshou and others to become greedy. How amazing is the reserve of tens of millions of liang of gold?