Sure enough, when he heard HP's words confusing the public, Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu, who had just returned from the battlefield, had their faces gloomy.

The Tang Dynasty was able to win because His Highness made a brilliant plan, used troops like a god, and his fierce brothers who were fearless and were given exchanges on the corpses of the enemy.

If it is really useful to seek Buddha, who will go to battle and who will run around for a living? Those poor students do not need to study at night before getting the exam for their fame.

"So that's it, but I really don't know which Buddha appeared and blessed my Tang Dynasty. If I have the chance, I will thank the Buddha very well."

Xiao Zheng was frivolous with eyebrows and didn't care about it. She picked up the tea sent by the novice monk and took a sip.

What he didn't expect was that the tea here was actually the tea in Wu Meiniang's hands. I have to say that these monks are really powerful.

In the business of tea, Xiao Zhengtai has always adhered to the principle that rare things are precious. Even if several months have passed, the tea in the tea shop is still in short supply. It can even be said that it is difficult for ordinary people to buy some.

Those nobles kept their eyes fixed, and as long as new goods came in, they would be snatched away immediately.

The price of tea is quite expensive, and it can be said that it has no market value. Now, temples actually use such tea to entertain guests. Obviously, the tea in their hands is enough for them to use.

"Amitabha Buddha, Your Highness is indeed in the wisdom of the root of wisdom. No wonder he is so smart. I dare to guess. Maybe His Highness is a powerful reincarnation."

When Huijue heard His Highness say that he might invite a Buddha statue back, the smile on Huijue's cheek became even worse. Perhaps they took this opportunity to completely get involved with the royal family.

"The master is joking, let's talk about which Buddha extended a helping hand first!"

He is a reincarnated person, but he is not a powerful person. Even if he tells his origin, I am afraid that no one in this world will believe it.

"The Buddha said: You cannot say it."

Huijue quickly folded his hands together, as if he was talking about how much taboo it had made on this topic.

"Your Highness, if you really want to know, you might as well feel it with your heart. The Buddha is kind. As long as you are pious enough, the answer may naturally appear in your heart."

After hesitating for a while, Huijue said such an ambiguous sentence, which made people feel like they were constantly thinking.

"That master, I am a rough man. What does this so-called piety mean?"

Seeing His Highness’s expression, Cheng Chumo knew that His Highness was in a bad mood at this time, so he had to stand up and ask questions.

"A sincere heart will make you feel."

Cheng Chumo's words made Huijue's face extremely unnatural. Although he wanted to establish a relationship with the royal family, he would not let them take the Buddha statue away in vain.

This is a fat sheep. With his means, he will naturally make him willingly take out the silver. What's more, His Highness's methods are so clever that the profits of the business he runs are quite considerable.

"Don't feel anything? I want to take you home. Can you go with me?"

Cheng Chu nodded silently and closed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he opened his eyes blankly again, stared at a Buddha statue not far away, and asked.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhengtai's mouth kept twitching. Should she be so exaggerated? Is this guy going to play with this old monk?

"Amitabha, Mr. Cheng was joking. Look where these donors came to invite Buddha statues, but which Buddha can be invited back in the end depends on the word "responsibility."

Huijue's face was a little stiff. This fool wouldn't even know the most basic things! He didn't even understand the unwritten rules in the temple. What kind of incense should you burn?

"A bullshit fate, just say you want the money. What's the difference between this and the transaction in the market? Tell me! How many taels of silver do you need for a Buddha statue?"

Cheng Chumo just glanced at the distance and understood what was going on in an instant. He said with some displeasure, and he disgusted the way these guys spoke.

"Young Master Cheng misunderstood. You want to ask the Buddha to go back to worship, rather than buy and sell an object. As for how much money you spend, it depends entirely on Mr. Cheng's meaning. As the saying goes, the more sincerity, the more the Buddha's magic power will be. If you are not pious enough, what you bring back will be just an ornament!"

Huijue did not get angry because of Cheng Chumo's nonsense, but instead explained it calmly and showed good qualities.

Xiao Zhengtai was still drinking tea calmly. How could he not understand the meaning of Huijue's words? On weekdays, it would be fine if he could use such means to harm the wealthy businessmen and the people.

Now he was bold and arrogant and had his ideas on himself. He really didn't know how the word "death" was written. If he said he would invite a Buddha statue back today, he would be sure that this old bald donkey would definitely speak to him.

"Buddhist temple is a place of pure cultivation and a place of suffering. Monks jump out of the world and pay attention to the emptiness of the four elements. However, what I saw today is another scene. Do the master want to know what it is?"

Xiao Zhengtai slowly put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Huijue calmly, without any trace of joy and anger on her cheeks.

"Amitabha Buddha, Your Highness is indeed as wise as a torch. I believe he already knows which Buddha is protecting me from the Tang Dynasty!"

Huijue believed that he had reached the pinnacle of his foolings. There were no ten thousand or eight thousand people he fooled, and each one was obediently taking out the silver.

Not to mention using such methods to a child, who doesn’t like to listen to good things, coax you a few words to make you happy, give you an illusion of believing it, and wait for the cash to be checked.

"I will talk about this later. This time I came here because I heard about the new blessing activities of the eternal lamp in the temple. I wonder if the master can take me to see it?"

Xiao Zhengta narrowed his eyes slightly. It was a pity that this bald donkey went to do pyramid schemes. With the incitement in his words, he could really rely on the shortcut to make a fortune.

"Amitabha, I understand your noble's purpose. I believe your noble's heart still cannot let go of those soldiers who died on the battlefield, so I came here to light an eternal lamp for them so that their heroic souls will last forever."

Huijue pretended to be unfathomable, his words and deeds were filled with regret. From time to time, he clasped his hands together and recited something softly.

On the way back, the pilgrims still did not reduce the amount of pilgrims. Even the little boy saw several teams of novice monks, and they used ropes and wooden sticks to carry the merit box to the distant wing room.

Seeing that the six people had difficulty lifting a merit box, Xiao Zheng was shocked. In just how long it took, the monks had already earned so much money. According to his prediction, a merit box would be conservatively estimated to be around a thousand pounds, otherwise, those novice monks would never have been so hard.

"Your Highness, look, this is the place where the eternal light is lit. But I don't know yet, where will your highness light be lit?"
Chapter completed!