Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 45
"La, ba la..."

Those elite cavalry didn't even notice the sound, they raised their sharp goose feather knives and swung them down at the fat, big-eared bald donkey corpses on the ground.

The sound of the knife cutting through the chest and abdomen resounded in the hall one after another,

The thick layer of yellow fat under the skin was cut open by the knife, and the tip of the knife accidentally pierced the stomach sac. The sour smell of wine and meat after being corroded by stomach acid was mixed with the smell of viscera. An indescribable taste.

The hall, which was originally resplendent and shining with Buddha's light, is now full of flesh and blood, like the legendary No. 18 Saw Hell.

The window paper was covered with bright red blood, and the scorching sun fell on the red window paper and onto the originally solemn and solemn Buddha. Against the background of the gold foil, the halo became strange, making it look extremely hideous and terrifying.

"vomit……"

The sound of vomiting was heard one after another in the hall, and he covered his eyes and dared not look at it. It was fine at first, but later on, even those Tiqi who had killed countless people seemed extremely uncomfortable after doing all this.

"I said you can't protect those bald donkeys!"

Looking at the aloof Buddha, Luo Porridge said sincerely that he has no good qualities, but he has only one good thing, that is, he must practice what he says.

I have never been a good person, and I don't care what other people think, I only know one thing, if you don't mess with me, it's fine, each other will live in peace, if you want to kill me, I will kill everyone.

If you get anxious, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't protect you!
"Drive all the pilgrims to the Daxiong Palace!"

Luo Porridge walked to the entrance of the hall with blood stains all over the floor, and ordered in a cold voice to the Jin Yiwei outside, he wanted the world to see how the so-called Buddha could not even protect the apostles who spread his faith in the world. These believers who have a relationship with the Buddha.

"promise!"

After the words fell, the elite Tiqi who were stationed outside endured the discomfort, and drove the pilgrims into the hall as before.

"Boom..."

It wasn't the sound of corpses falling, but that among the new believers who entered the hall, a group of timid ones fainted from fright, and those who were a little more courageous were so frightened that their legs became limp, and there was a faint smell between their legs. The liquid flowed out, and the smell, which was already unpleasant, now even smudges the nose and mouth.

"Lord Luo, this is the house deed, title deed found from the temple..." Not long after, a hundred households in charge of the search came to Luo Congee with a wooden box.

"Read them too!"

Luo Conge looked at the thick stacks of deed papers and said coldly.

"Reporting to my lord, the White Horse Temple has a total of 38 shops in the upper capital, including 27 grain, oil and rice shops, and [-] restaurants... There are [-] manors outside the city, and there are about [-] hectares of medium-sized fertile land. Four hundred hectares of fertile land..."

The hundred households reported after opening the wooden box and searching in detail.

"A thousand hectares of fertile land?"

Luo Congee heard that there was nothing wrong with it. After all, those bald donkeys, like the landlord Lao Cai, liked to buy properties since ancient times, but they couldn't help but marvel at the last number.

You must know that this number can only be heard in the previous life, when the dynasties changed, and those aristocratic families who ransacked their homes for hundreds of years could only hear it.

However, now this is the land of the capital, under the feet of the emperor, and it is just a monk temple with more than [-] people. Its management in the past [-] years can be compared with it, how absurd?

"According to the weights and measures of the Dali court, five feet is a step, a step is 240 mu, ten mu is a mu, a hundred mu is an hectare, and the fertile land of Baima Temple is 12 hectares. After conversion, that is a total of [-] mu of fertile land. !"

"Where do these bald donkeys get so much land!"

Luo Porridge looked at Tian Qi who was about to pile up more than half of the box and said nah.

"Master Luo, you don't know that those bald donkeys collect incense money, and the temple land is the same. It is said that it is dedicated to the Buddha. According to the law, it really does not belong to the scope of production and management. Therefore, throughout the ages, it is not Paying taxes, not paying food, those bald donkeys serve the name of Buddha and Bodhisattva, and have never performed labor..."

"Additionally, when there is a famine, ordinary people have no food at home, let alone pay taxes, so many poor people hang their property under the name of the temple to avoid paying taxes. It was okay at first, but over time, those people The bald donkey tasted the sweetness..."

Wang Ruling approached Luo Porridge and explained.

"How many people can this feed?"

Luo Congee said solemnly, after all, the harvest of grain this year is not comparable to that of his previous life.

"If the calculation is based on the people farming in Gyeonggi, under the premise of good weather, one mu of wheat can probably harvest between 120 and 150 catties, and one and a half mu of land is enough for one person for a year. If you count all kinds of exorbitant taxes and food, about three mu of land can feed a common people."

After calculating, Wang Ruling explained aloud that her own family also has a lot of land, but compared to this White Horse Temple, it is not enough for the other party.

"That is to say, the land occupied by the White Horse Temple can at least support [-] people?"

Luo Congee's tone became colder and colder.

"Returning to my lord, if the fields are planted with some easy-to-feed miscellaneous grains, and the people don't want to be full, they just want to live, and about one mu of land can support one person. After all, in ordinary people's homes, only the strong labor of the head is worthy of the busy farming. time to fill the stomach.”

"Twelve years ago, there was a drought in the north and a plague of locusts, starving and dying everywhere. After the victims fled to the capital, they were all skinny and skinny. They were low-minded officials who couldn't stand it. They took out more than a dozen stones of coarse grain as alms .”

"It's funny to say that a dark-hearted person like Xiaguan is like this, but that bald donkey who is full of mercy and talks about saving all living beings all day long, Xiaguan has never seen them open their doors to give alms..."

"Instead, the mountain gate is closed tightly, lest someone loot it."

"If then,"

"Slaughtering this temple will probably save hundreds of thousands of victims."

After thinking for a while, Wang Ruling gave a detailed answer that was closer to reality. Although he was not a good person, he still hated this bald donkey who could only get in and out.

"White Horse Temple with a thousand hectares of fertile land!"

"God knows how many layers of fat in the belly of this bald donkey are the people's cream!"

"All of you, open your eyes to me and take a good look to see if this high-profile Buddha lacks gold leaf, and see if this fat, big-eared bald donkey lacks rice..."

Luo Porridge looked at the kind of pilgrims who were silent like cicadas and let out a low growl, although it is not an exaggeration to say that he is full of evil, even though he destroys people all over the house at every turn,

But I have always swung a knife at my enemies, strong enemies, and for more than a year, I have never bullied those ordinary people who are living a miserable life.

his grandmother's,

In contrast,

On the contrary, he appeared to be merciful.

(End of this chapter)