After seeing the scriptures and Buddha statues in Dayun Jing Temple being burned bit by bit, even though Monk Zhixi had been prepared for it, he still felt a burst of heartache.

These are the foundations of their Fahua Sect!

Fu Yi on the other side was completely opposite. He looked at the burning scriptures and Buddha statues with a happy expression on his face.

After almost all the monks from Dayun Jing Temple had arrived, Fu Yi raised the document wrapped in yellow silk in his hand.

"According to the royal order of the saint, Sha eliminated the Fahua Sect..."

"yes!"

Monk Zhixi looked helpless, clasped his hands together, and led the other monks to bow deeply!

"Follow the Holy Will!"

"The sage said that only one temple of the Fahua Sect can be left in Chang'an and Luoyang, and the rest will be abandoned. Only those monks of the Fahua Sect who practice diligently and observe the precepts can stay in the temple, and those who cannot be diligent can stay in the temple.

If there are any shortcomings in the moral conduct, just give up."

Fu Yi first said Li Yuan's original words, and then put down the yellow silk document in his hand.

"So I have been ordered to identify you and others to see if you are diligent in practicing and observing the precepts. If so..."

Fu Yi pointed to the ground with his finger.

"Only then can you continue to practice in this temple. If not, don't blame me for recovering your ultimatum and dharma robes and sending you back to secular life."

"this……"

Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together and said sincerely to Fu Yi.

"Fu Lingyin, you are not a member of my Samana sect. As for the discipline, it's easy to say, but isn't it inappropriate for you to judge whether we practice diligently or not?"

"how……"

Fu Yi looked at Monk Zhixi in front of him and immediately frowned.

"Monk Zhixi, do you mean to say that what you did was not fair enough?"

Fu Yi's words immediately choked Monk Zhixi and didn't know what to say...

By the way, don’t everyone in the Tang Dynasty know your Fu Yi’s attitude towards us Buddhism? Do you think you can be fair?

"snort!"

Looking at the monk Zhixi in front of him, Fu Yi waved his hand with a gloomy face.

"Well, in order to be fair, I will find another deputy now..."

After hearing his words, Monk Zhixi thought that the other party was planning to take a step back, so he clasped his hands together again.

"Thank you..."

Before Monk Zhixi could finish what he said, he saw Fu Yi turning his head and speaking to the little Taoist priest in white standing aside.

"Qingwei, come and make a judgment with a certain person!"

After hearing Fu Yi's words, Monk Zhixi blinked and looked confused.

This is just for the sake of fairness, Fu Yi, why don't you find a Taoist priest to identify whether a monk is practicing seriously?

Don't you think there's something wrong with your idea?

"Fu Lingyin?"

Old monk Zhixi gritted his teeth and protested again.

"This is such a serious matter, should you find a Buddhist to be the judge?"

"No!"

Fu Yi simply waved his hand.

"Don't worry, I always have a clear conscience when doing things and I won't act arbitrarily. So only if I and Qingwei both feel that you can't make progress or there are deficiencies in your precepts, will you take back the ultimatum and let him return to secular life."

"But……"

Monk Zhixi seemed to still intend to protest, but at this time, a sergeant had already moved out a table, two futons, and seats from the unoccupied yard next to him.

"You don't need to say anything..."

Fu Yi waved his hand, interrupting Monk Zhixi's words. He sat down cross-legged on the futon behind the table and waved to Kong Qing.

"Come on, Qingwei, sit over here!"

Kong Qing raised the whisk in his hand and sat cross-legged on the futon.

After Kong Qing also sat down, he saw Fu Yi wave his hand to the side again, and a Taoist priest holding a stack of account books next to him immediately placed a list in front of him.

"Next, I will start checking the number of certificates issued to your temple by the Chongxuan Department..."

Fu Yixin opened the roster in his hand and said without raising his head.

"As for those private monks who don't have ultimatums, I won't waste much time. You can just return to secular life! As for the slaves in the temple, according to the system of the Tang Dynasty, they will all be released. Do you have any objections to this?"

"Fu Lingyin..."

Monk Zhixi let out a long sigh again, took a step forward, and spoke in a sincere voice.

"The old monk has no objection to the matter of slaves, but the matter of privately saving monks cannot be so simple. After all, the amount of ultimatums released by the Tang Dynasty in recent years is limited. It is understandable that some people who are devoted to ascetics cannot get ultimatums for the time being...

…”

Before he could finish his words, Fu Yi pushed him back hard.

"Don't stay in the temple without an ultimatum. You can go back to your home to make offerings to the Buddha!"

Monk Zhixi sighed and silently took a step back again.

"The first one, Monk Faqing..."

Just as Monk Zhixi retreated, Fu Yi had already started calling according to the list.

"Who is Monk Faqing?"

Hearing his voice, a middle-aged monk with a rosy face walked out of the crowd tremblingly and saluted Fu Yi with his hands folded.

"The poor monk is Faqing."

"you?"

Fu Yi raised his head and looked him up and down with disdain.

"You have a red face, and you can tell at a glance that you are full of fat. Can you be called a diligent practitioner like this? Sha Tai!"

"ah!"

After hearing Fu Yi's words, the rosy-faced monk Faqing was stunned.

He never thought that after he came out without saying anything, the ultimatum would be recovered...

What a disaster from heaven!

"Fu Lingyin, is your judgment too hasty?"

Monk Zhixi stood up again.

"How can you make decisions based on your face if you practice diligently..."

"I don't think this is rash..."

Kong Qing, who was still pinching his fingers, spoke. He raised the fly whisk with his other hand and pointed towards Monk Faqing.

"But since the great monk Zhixi has an opinion, Pindao can't let others think that I will punish him without teaching him. Let's do this. Pindao, let me ask you something, and you have to answer it honestly!"

Monk Faqing clasped his hands together and nodded.

"yes!"

After seeing Monk Faqing nod, Kong Qing turned slightly sideways and asked casually.

"What is the relationship between the slave named Meizi in your temple and you?"

Click!

Monk Faqing suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was completely stunned.

He never expected that the little Taoist priest opposite him would directly ask the key point in one sentence.

"this……"

Monk Faqing gritted his teeth.

"Because she followed his father and was responsible for cleaning the temple, so the poor monk has seen him, and that's it?"

"Yeah?"

Kong Qing raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a sneer.

"But as far as Pindao knows, you have not just seen her, but you have seen her very carefully. It can be said that you can see every inch clearly... Didn't you sleep with her last night?

?"

After hearing what Kong Qing said, Monk Faqing opened his mouth and said with some sternness.
To be continued...