Chapter 87 Righteous and Stern Words

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That night, there were flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and the handsome man and the beautiful girl sat together in front of the flowers and candles, vowing to each other and loving each other, and they wanted to perform the courtesy of Duke Zhou.

Wait, we’re not there yet!

All the above things are just some people’s imagination.

After Qin Hao personally sent Li Xiangjun to the Qinhuai River, he left alone. Before leaving, he only asked her to wait for him to come back and then redeem her life, without saying a word.

Li Xiangjun returned, holding the silk handkerchief and crying softly, reluctant to leave, hoping that Qin Hao would go back with her.

But now Qin Hao knows that he has no money, so he goes now. It is obvious that he is overestimating his own ability, and he still refuses to go to Xiaoyao.

No matter it was before or now, nothing can be achieved without money.

Before coming back, Qin Hao also spent half a fortune to find out some news. If the woman on the Qinhuai River was of average beauty, the redemption price would be around 100 taels, which was enough to cover the expenses of a small family for 10 years;

As for the good-looking ones, the price will be increased several times, and you can basically redeem yourself for 500 to 1,000 taels. But this little money is not something that a small family can come up with.

As for a stunning beauty like Li Xiangjun, it is even more difficult for money to manage.

The man also smiled happily when he heard that Qin Hao wanted to redeem the life of Miss Xiangjun in Xiaoxiangguan: There was a rich businessman before who said he would spend 30,000 taels to redeem the life of Miss Xiangjun. In the end, the money was spent and he could not even see him. , and was beaten back.

A woman like her can't do it just by having money, she also needs face and status.

Seeing that Qin Hao was a little cold-hearted, the man was also enthusiastic and joked: "Young man, don't be discouraged. I see how many girls like you, so there is no need to hang yourself on this tree."

Listening to what he said, I thought it was just a money problem before, but it seems that I thought it was simple.

It is more complicated for a woman to redeem herself than to kill someone with a knife.

Since it was cumbersome, Qin Hao planned to put it aside for now. The most important thing now was to wait for Zhuge Xuan's news to come back.

When he came back, Qin Hao would lie quietly on the wooden table and wait. If he didn't have the patience, he would ask the novice monk in the temple to borrow a few copies of the Tripitaka for comfort.

"All sentient beings are in various situations. They are unable to understand what is present in their own minds, and they are vain and clinging to what they can achieve. They make all kinds of distinctions, fall into ignorance, and increase the habits of heretics and false views. When the correspondence between the mind and the mind arises, there are all kinds of external meanings that can be attached to. "Taking care of me and what I do is called false distinction."

"If you only realize what you see in your own mind, dwell in your own nature, and do not differentiate, everything you do in the world will cease forever. Discrimination is a fool's errand, and it is not the ear of a sage."

Most of the text in the book is in the classical Chinese of the Ming Dynasty. Qin Hao has very little knowledge. Except for the meaning of a few Buddhist words, he can understand and understand most of them. If he encounters something difficult to understand, he instructs Zhao Chang to ask the abbot of Jiming Temple. Let’s explain them one by one for ourselves.

The abbot was also interesting. Halfway through the Buddhist scriptures, he started to talk about the redemption of chess, and warned Qin Hao not to commit murder, otherwise his conscience would be uneasy.

Qin Hao knew that he probably knew what he was doing at the foot of the mountain. Although what the Buddhists said was reasonable, he couldn't listen to a word the old monk said and sneered.

conscience!

It is only the end of the dynasty. This is the most beautiful place in the south of the Yangtze River and the former capital of the Ming Dynasty. The scholar-bureaucrats have already said that "merchants do not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, and they sing in the backyard across the river." How can they have any conscience?

Thinking of this, Qin Hao looked at the white-haired old monk in front of him and said jokingly: "Master, do you think those dignitaries in the current dynasty have any conscience?"

The old monk was startled when he heard this. Just now he was teaching others, but now he was stumped by this question.

The answer to the question is the only and clear one, which is "nothing at all", but how dare he, an old monk, discuss it.

If anyone knew about it, his position as abbot would be wanted.

He usually persuades some ordinary people to do good deeds, but if he were asked to persuade the dignitaries, he would not have the courage at all.

"Definitely not!"

Seeing that the old monk was still silent, Qin Hao spoke for him and said loudly and bluntly: "If there were, there would not be so many disaster victims in this vast and prosperous land in the south of the Yangtze River with no clothes or cold. Suffering, even if you sell your children, you may not be able to survive.”

"The country's affairs are so difficult. One point is given to natural disasters, one point is given to saints, and the remaining eight points belong to the corrupt officials in the world. They suck people's fat and anointing, bully men and women, and force girls into prostitution. They have done all the bad things in the world. ”

"Conscience, how can you ask them if they have any!"

When it came to the emotional point, Qin Haoyi was filled with anger and his voice was naturally loud, causing the monks outside the door to turn their heads and look inside the room.

“Donor, it’s unspeakable, it’s unspeakable!”

Hearing Qin Hao's remarks, the old monk was filled with contempt, and his impression of Qin Hao was also lowered.

No one in the temple dared to say that. How dare you, a lowly man, to be so arrogant, even Hai Rui would not be able to compare to you.

"Almsgiver, this world is not for me and other small people to discuss. It is better to be yourself and do good deeds to ensure peace." The abbot advised softly.

"Hahaha, stay safe!" Qin Hao looked up to the sky and smiled, "I thought you, an old monk, were detached from the world and proud, but I didn't expect that after reading so many Buddhist classics, you would still be so hateful."

"I want to ask you if there is still peace in this world that the Buddha said." Qin Hao asked with a sneer on his face.

Without waiting for his reply, Qin Hao answered himself: "If we say that the first 50 years of the dynasty were peaceful, the Hongwu, Yongle, Hongxi and Xuande dynasties were peaceful, but I don't think so now."

"The Jiannu at the borders harassed us every year, captured our border people and killed our soldiers; the western provinces were in chaos, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil; the Miao rebellion in the southwest was only temporarily stopped, but the signs are still there, and it will not be long before there will be chaos again; as for overseas, our officials and businessmen colluded and only knew how to make money and sell goods, but as for opening up the sea for trade, it was the dynasty's The court tried every means to stop him, fearing that it would block his own financial path. It was simply short-sighted. "

"If this continues, the Ming Dynasty will fall within 20 years."

Such a statement resounded throughout the temple like a thunderbolt. The abbot of Jiming Temple was naturally shocked. He was suddenly afraid and fell off his seat. He pointed at Qin Hao and cursed: "You are so bold! I want..."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Before the abbot finished speaking, a burst of praise came from outside the door, pushing the power of this speech directly to the sky.

The abbot hurriedly looked outside the door, not knowing that there were other people hiding in his temple who supported this alarmist and treasonous talk.

This look immediately startled him. He recognized the person who praised him outside the door. It was none other than Zuo Guozhu, the son-in-law of the prefectural governor and the son of Zuo Guangdou.

"Sir, be careful with your words! How can you associate with such a rebellious person!" The old monk ran to Zuo Guozhu step by step and advised earnestly.

"You old monk, every word they said is true and honest, why do you say it as rebellious words?"

"Sir, this..."

The old monk wanted to say more, but was kicked away by Zuo Guozhu, who scolded him: "You are used to the comfortable life of chanting scriptures and eating vegetarian food in this temple every day, go back and chant your scriptures, and don't make noise here."

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