My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 1126

[Chapter 1092 Old Monk]

The speaker is Master Kongjing, the abbot of Peach Blossom Temple.

Logically speaking, as the abbot of Peach Blossom Temple, Master Kongjing, a monk, is not familiar with poetry. He is familiar with various Buddhist scriptures and should not evaluate poetry.

But at this time, he stood up.

Feng Mubai was even more surprised when he saw this, and immediately said: “Oh? Master Kongjing, what do you think of this poem?”

Master Kongjing came out, bowed to Jingzhe, and said in a deep voice: “As a monk, this poor monk , I shouldn’t comment on the poems of the donors, but there are a few words about this donor’s poems that the poor monk is unhappy about! “

Before he knew Jing Zhe’s identity, Master Kongjing was beaten by Jing Zhe because of his disciples! Unhappy, he originally planned to ask Jing Zhe for an explanation, but Jing Zhe’s identity was revealed later, and even his old friend Xu Taishou had no choice but to give up.

However, Prefect Xu was suppressed by Jing Zhe because of his official position. It was basically impossible to get him to vent his anger on him, so Master Kongjing prepared to step forward himself.

Master Kongjing is not afraid of Jing Zhe.

Although he did not hold an official position, as the abbot of Peach Blossom Temple, his status in Jiangling was still very high. Let alone Jing Zhe, even if Emperor An came, he would have to pay homage to the Peach Blossom Buddha.

So he could evaluate Jing Zhe unscrupulously, but he had nothing to do with himself – no official with any brains would dare to offend a monk!

Therefore, he deliberately did not address Jing Zhe by his official position, but instead addressed him as a benefactor, in order to give him a boost.

“Oh? If this old monk is unhappy, just vomit it immediately.”

Jing Zhe said with a squinted smile.

“The poor monk is the abbot of Taohua Temple. His dharma name is Kongjing.”

“I am the president of Da’an Newspaper. My name is Jing Zhe.”

“…”

Jing Zhe looked at him coldly and thought to himself, if you call me donor, then I will call you benefactor. You old monk, we are tied. Of course, in fact, it would be a tie if Jing Zhe called him an eminent monk. Now, if he just calls him an old monk, Jing Zhe would win by a small margin.

“That’s rude of a humble monk, President Jing!”

Over the years, even before he became the abbot of Taohua Temple, no one should respectfully call him “senior monk” when he saw him. This kind of “old monk” is extremely disrespectful. This was the first time Master Kongjing heard the title. The more he heard it, the more uncomfortable he became, so he could only take a step back and call Jing Zhe “President Jing” instead.

But what he didn’t expect was that Jing Zhe wouldn’t give him any face at all!

“Okay, old monk.”

“…”

If I don’t call you Bald Donkey, it would be a shame to you, but you still step on your nose and slap your face, which is really shameless!

“Speak, old monk.”

Seeing Master Kongjing’s silence, Jing Zhe did not forget to remind him.

“You…that poor monk is going to talk about your peach blossom poem today!”

Master Kongjing breathed heavily, looking extremely unhappy: “This poem was just written in advance, and you didn’t even bother to change it. It’s simply Worthless!”

“Wow~”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

The happiest person is undoubtedly Feng Mubai. He was a little excited when Jing Zhe and Master Kongjing had a small friction because of their names. Now that he heard Master Kongjing criticize Jing Zhe’s poems so bluntly, he became excited. I almost clapped my hands and cheered.

“Oh, then the old monk will explain it in detail!”

Jing Zhe said with a joking look on his face.

“When the poor monk came to Peach Blossom Mountain more than 20 years ago, the Peach Blossom Temple was here. What Peach Blossom Temple was mentioned in President Jing’s poem, and he also said that he picked peach blossoms and sold them to buy wine. It was basically That’s nonsense! Who dares to pick the peach blossoms in Peach Blossom Temple and sell them for wine money? Moreover, he repeatedly mentions Peach Blossom Temple in a Buddhist place. He clearly doesn’t care about Peach Blossom Temple or the poor monk. !”

Master Kongjing raised his arms and shouted, and those who didn’t know thought he was going to lead everyone to revolt, but his words were indeed powerful, and as soon as he finished speaking, he got the support of everyone.

Indeed, the “Peach Blossom Temple” that appears in Jing Zhe’s poem is not at all like the same place as the Peach Blossom Temple, and the saucy business of picking peach blossoms and selling them for wine money would never happen here.

Therefore, it is in line with what Master Kongjing said. This poem does not seem to be written now, but it seems to have been written in advance somewhere. Jing Zhe does not even bother to change it. This is in line with what Jing Zhe thinks in their minds. Character design – poems are all written by gunmen.

“What Master Kongjing said makes sense!”

“In this important place of Buddhism, it is really inappropriate to mention wine many times!”

“Wrongly writing Peach Blossom Temple as Peach Blossom Temple is indeed like a poem prepared in advance. What do you think?”

“…”

Jing Zhe didn’t pay attention to everyone’s comments. Instead, he sneered and looked at Master Kongjing: “Old monk, who does this Peach Blossom Temple belong to?”

“Of course it belongs to the poor monk.”

“You are so brave!”

He just spoke. , Jing Zhe shouted loudly, startling everyone: “In the whole world, there is no royal land. The great rivers and mountains of Anguo belong to the current emperor, not to mention this Peach Blossom Temple, even the entire Peach Blossom Mountain and Jiangling City belongs to the Holy One, but you, an old monk, say it belongs to you. Why, are you the Holy One? Or…”

Jing Zhe suddenly raised his voice: “Do you want to rebel?”

“…”

That’s a shame. It was so big that Master Kongjing was immediately confused.

Not to mention that he was confused, everyone present was confused, and they thought according to Jing Zhe’s logic, and there was indeed nothing wrong with what he said…

“This… President Jing, please don’t get angry…”

Master Kongjing broke into a cold sweat, The reason why he can be respected is because An Guo respects Buddhism, and because Emperor An respects Buddhism. In the final analysis, they still want to be attached to the court, obey Emperor An’s orders, and rebel?

He wouldn’t dare!

“What the poor monk means is… I am the abbot of Peach Blossom Temple. The daily affairs of this Peach Blossom Temple are under the control of the poor monk. As for the ownership of Peach Blossom Temple and even Peach Blossom Mountain, it naturally belongs to the imperial court.”

Jing Zhe sneered after hearing this. : “So you also know that this Peach Blossom Temple is not yours? Since this Peach Blossom Temple belongs to the imperial court, isn’t it normal for me, as a second-rank official of the imperial court, to pick some peach blossoms and sell them for some wine? Just like you usually charge.” It makes sense to give the incense money to Taishou Xu! Taishou Xu is the

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official of Jiangling City. This Taohua Temple is usually managed by Taishou Xu. It is normal for you to use the incense money as management fees!

…”

Prefect Xu was eating melon and watching a show, but he didn’t know that it would be eaten by himself while he was eating. He was immediately shocked.

“President Jing, this incense money…”

“Prefect Xu, don’t be nervous. I also said just now that this Peach Blossom Temple is owned by the imperial court. On weekdays, Prefect Xu works so hard to take care of it, so it is appropriate for him to get some incense money.”

After finishing speaking ,

Then he glanced at Prefect Xu: “Prefect Xu, don’t say they didn’t give it. If they dare not give it, then I will investigate it carefully!”

“…”

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(End of this chapter)