Next to the cavalry guard camp is the temporary prison. Next to the prison, there is a horse shed. There is a young man tied to a corner of the cavalry. He is not very big, only at the age of sixteen or seventeen. It was when he was out of trouble and was locked up, and most of the people were abandoned.

He yelled in dejection, irritable and desperately, "Kill me and let me die! I don't want to live anymore!"

"What's the ghost called?" Tang Niu cursed angrily: "You're dead, your mother, what should you do if your sister?"

One sentence choked the young man so hard that he couldn't speak. He lowered his head and muttered, "Anyway, I'm going to die, I can't take care of them."

"The unpromising thing!" Tang Niu spat fiercely, "Now you know you regret it? Why didn't you think about it when you attacked the Cavalry Guards on the street?"

It turned out that this young man was the stupid boy who jumped out with a hatchet at Daxiangguo Temple. His name was Zhang Zhen. At that time, he was caught by Tang Niu and kept locked up in the horse shed.

"I...I'm so sorry, nothing wrong. If you want to kill, why talk nonsense!"

Although this kid said so, he obviously lost his toughness. With the sword and axe, who can not be afraid, let alone if he is young and has family, can he be willing to die?

Tang Niu sighed and delivered a bowl of rice to Zhang Zhen.

The rice was cold, but a few pieces of braised pork were added. Zhang Zhen was hungry, so he took the bowl and put it in his mouth with big mouth. His cheeks were bulging like squirrels, which was so fragrant!

Suddenly, tears surging in his eyes. It's over. This is a slaughter!

He was really going to die. No one would support his mother and not be able to send his sister to get married. It was all over... He grinned and cried, and his food fell all over the ground, which was so embarrassing.

Tang Niu gave him two mouths.

"Stop crying, didn't say you were going to chop your head!"

Zhang Zhen was so scared that he held back his crying, his eyes staring at Tang Niu, looking anxious.

"Eat first, and then talk about it after you finish." Tang Niu said in a muffled voice.

Regarding his job, Zhang Zhen couldn't eat it at all. He flattered his mouth and was about to cry again, "Let's talk first, I beg you!"

Tang Niu took a deep breath, "Okay, let's talk... Let's ask you, why do you want to help the bald donkey in the temple?"

"They are not bald donkeys, they are masters, kind-hearted Bodhisattvas!" Zhang Zhen tried hard to defend himself.

Tang Niu glared at him viciously, "If you dare to speak for the bald donkey, you will really not see your mother and sister!"

Zhang Zhen was so scared that he quickly closed his mouth, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

Tang Niu is not a good person. If he were the Marquis, he would probably be able to wake up in just a few words. He doesn't have the ability, so he can only talk a little bit... Slowly, Zhang Zhen also opened his heart and told Tang Niu a lot.

Three years ago, they suffered a drought and their lives were very difficult. The monks in the temple opened a porridge shed. They drank it for two months before they could save their lives.

The grace of saving life is unforgettable.

From that day on, Zhang Zhen often sent firewood to the temple.

The masters always smiled and were so kind that they never let him suffer. They occasionally gave them some millet and old clothes. I often said that it was the monks in the temple who saved them. If there was anything in the future, they would think about the masters and not neglect them.

Because of this, when Zhang Zhen saw the court arresting people, his head became hot and rushed up.

Now that I think about it, I am afraid that if the Cavalry Guard had used weapons to kill people, I was afraid that he would have turned into a corpse...

This is a very simple and warm story of gratitude... If it were limited to this, how warm it would be!

Tang Niu went to investigate and found that there was another side to the story... "Zhang Zhen, I checked it. The late emperor issued a land grant order. Do you know?"

"I've heard of it."

Zhang Zhen said in a muffled voice: "The dog official in the court said that our family has no adult males and will not give us land. Later, my mother went to cry and beg for three days, and then she only had thirty acres of hillside land... It didn't rain, and our family's crops were all drought. My mother fed water from the river, but she was beaten. Who did we steal water? Why are there so many bad people in this world?"

Tang Niu took a deep breath, "I believe you didn't lie, but do you know? According to Your Majesty's will, women and underage children also have land. Your family should be able to get 300 acres of land. Considering the population, it should also have at least 120 acres!"

"No, our family obviously only has thirty acres?" Zhang Zhen gritted his teeth, "Our fields were taken away by corrupt officials! Damn!"

Tang Niu shook his head, "As far as I know, more than half of the fields in the villages and towns around you belong to Daxiangguo Temple. The court negotiated with the bald donkeys and only found some hillside land. Because the land was not enough, it was given priority to families with male children, and your family only got thirty acres!"

"What?"

Zhang Zhen couldn't believe his ears.

Even if these thirty acres of land were still brought by the court, they could not get any of them? When did the dog officials in the court be so conscientious?

Impossible, impossible at all

Also, the masters of Daxiangguo Temple are so kind and don’t want anything. They don’t even give away firewood. Why do they occupy so much land?

"I don't believe you lie!" He suddenly shouted, "I understand. You want to slander the master, so I won't be fooled!"

Tang Niu looked at Zhang Zhen and said that the little thing was really stubborn.

"If you don't believe me, I'll forget it. I can only ask someone you can believe!"

Tang Niu got up, patted his butt and left. Soon, a mother and daughter came from a distance. They bowed to Tang Niu Wanfu, and then quickly ran to the horse shed.

When he saw his mother and sister, Zhang Zhen rubbed his eyes hard and cried loudly.

The woman raised her slap and struggled for a long time. She couldn't bear to beat her. She held her son in her arms and cried bitterly. She almost never saw her mother and son again...

After crying for a long time, the woman told her son intermittently that the family had good luck. The court distributed them land, with a total of 100 acres of irrigated land and a bull. Life was finally hopeful.

The woman also told her son that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas could not bless them, and she had handed over the small Guanyin statue at home to the court... Zhang Zhen was stunned when he heard this, but they had saved money for two years, went to the temple to burn incense, and knelt on the ground to ask for it.

I worship the Bodhisattva statue at home, praying for blessings every day, praying for the whole family, and being safe... How could I bear to hand over the Bodhisattva statue?

"Silly kids, I am grateful for my kindness. The court gave us land and plowing oxen. Now the court wants copper coins to be minted. What can I bear to let go of? Those are all fake, lie, harming people, and they cannot bless people at all. If they melt, they should have melted long ago!"

...

Zhao Er was full of confidence and complacent, and he had a thick stack of confessions on his hands.

By pretending to be a god and using poison to fight against poison, he smashed the old monk's defense line and asked too much. Zhao Er could pat his chest and say, "No one knows better what the temple is going on than him."

"Master, my disciples attribute the harm of temples to three categories... First, they relied on the privilege of tax exemption and exemption to merge land. Each temple was a landlord, with more land and fields, with more than one hundred thousand acres, and fewer than hundreds or thousands acres. Ironically, Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all living beings, but after the temple annexed land, they actually kept slaves, relying on them to plow the fields and serve the living of monks, some even more than tens of thousands of people!"

The temples have countless land and raising slaves, which ended up invading the tax sources of the court and occupying the population, seriously affecting the country's income.

To a certain extent, monks, like gentry and royal family, are parasitized on the people and corrupt the cornerstone of the country! They are no different from gentry of all generations!

"Secondly, some bustling cities with commercial prosperity often attract countless people... Merchants from all over the country gathered, living in temples and engaged in trade exchanges. The monks provided them with convenience and helped communicate whether there were or not. To put it bluntly, they were the sum of inns, yarn shops, and gold and silver shops! Merchants had to trade money, help exchange currency, and also had to collect money... Every year, they made more than a few million yuan from merchants! In sharp contrast to the monk Dafali Market, the court's commercial tax could never be collected. The court had so many places to use money, but they could only rely on land taxes to maintain it, and even had to issue bonds. It was unreasonable to borrow money!"

Zhao Er was filled with righteous indignation. He suddenly lowered his voice and came to Ye Hua.

"Master, it turns out that Daxiangguo Temple is the largest market in Kaifeng. Now that Daxiangguo Temple has been sealed, should we rebuild a market?"

This kid is so terrifying that his saliva is about to flow out.

It turns out that he remains unchanged!

Ye Hua snorted, "Don't you want to get involved, right?"

Zhao Er did not deny it, but smiled and said, "Master, we embroidered messengers are just starting out. Everything is difficult at the beginning. There are too many places to spend money, especially when doing such spy information and supervising officials, we must not be separated from money. If we can take over the Daxiangguo Temple, we will have nothing to worry about!"

"No worries?"
Chapter completed!