Chapter 392 Ten Years (Two)

On the banks of the Yinma River, a towering Buddhist temple rose from the ground.

This was originally part of the Han Dynasty royal palace, but since Wang Mang usurped the throne, Liu Xiu promoted the Han Dynasty and built the capital in Luoyang, it became unattended and gradually became ruined. However, the foundation still existed. After Liu Bing pointed out to the Shaofu, this abandoned palace turned into a towering royal Buddhist temple in just three months.

In fact, Buddhist temples have existed since Emperor Ming of Han.

For example, the White Horse Temple in Luoyang is the incarnation of Buddhist temples in later generations. However, the construction of the White Horse Temple was to accommodate monks from the Western Regions, store items and translate classics. To a certain extent, the White Horse Temple is an official office.

The official office of Buddhism!

However, the nature of this Buddhist temple in Chang'an is obviously different.

Liu Bian not only built it, but also ordered the 200 yellow gates in the palace to become monks in the Buddhist temple. Ren Tucheng was the master and presided over the temple.

At the same time, many monks who were exiled in the Western Regions gathered here and held an altar to preach every day.

According to rough calculations, in just a few months, the temple gathered three or four hundred monks, and the total number of people exceeded five hundred, but the scale was quite large. Chen Gong, Xu Shu, including Gu Yong and others, was not clear about Dong Qi's opinion. Moreover, Dong Qi had previously said that he would try his best to meet Liu Bian's requirements, so he did not interfere.

On November 3, 3rd, the second day after Dong Qi officially entered his thirty years, he arrived in Chang'an.

Officials from various offices came to greet them.

Before Dong Qi arrived in Chang'an, Liu Bian removed Dong Qi from the position of Grand Commander General and ordered him to officially become Grand Commander General. At the same time, he was granted the title of Grand Commander General and was the head of the Three Dukes. He could make decisions on his own in all matters in the court without informing the Han Palace.

When Dong Qi returned home, it was the evening class in the Buddhist temple.

The melodious bell came into Dong Qi's ears, making him stunned, and turned around on the steps to look at the Buddhist temple.

The top of the Buddhist temple's high pagoda came into view.

“Where is that place?”

"Brother Dong, it was originally the ruins of Qingliang Palace. The king ordered the construction of the Buddhist temple at the end of last year and named it Qingliang Temple. On weekdays, the king listened to the Buddha's lectures in the Buddhist temple, and summoned hundreds of monks from the Western Regions to translate the scriptures there."

"oh?"

Pang Tong said: "Recently, I heard that they are translating a Buddhist classic called the Diamond Sutra. The king spent most of his time supervising the classic matters, so today when the lord returned, the king did not go out of the city to welcome the elder brother."

Pang Tong thought that Dong Qi was unhappy because of this.

However, after hearing Pang Tong's words, Dong Qi's face immediately became particularly gloomy.

He clenched his fists, pondered for a moment and said, "Lead ahead, I want to go to Qingliang Temple and meet the king!"

"Now?"

"It's now!"

Dong Qi was particularly annoyed.

If Jia Xu was there, he would definitely understand his intentions and would not allow the construction of a Buddhist temple. This damn Buddhist temple was built openly outside his mansion. Did Liu Bian do this on purpose, or did he do it without intention? The difference...

Pang Tong saw that Dong Qi's face was abnormal and dared not speak anymore.

He quickly ordered someone to lead the way in front. Dong Qi passed by his house and did not enter, and went straight to the direction of Qingliang Temple.

Speaking of which, Qingliang Temple did not use much money. At least compared with the cost of Emperor Ling of Han’s palace, it was just a drop in the bucket. Perhaps Liu Bian also knew how great the disaster he caused when he did it back then.

Therefore, when building Qingliang Temple, a lot of expenses were reduced.

But even so, the scale of this Buddhist temple is still particularly amazing. Based on the entire Qingliang Palace, five major halls, four courtyards, and countless east and west wing rooms were built. The mountain gates are three gates side by side, sixteen statues of Arhats, eight on each side, and the mountain gate is separated from the left and right. The momentum and scale look particularly magnificent and solemn.

The five main halls go deep from south to north.

The main hall at the entrance is the Sakyamuni Temple, which worships the Dharma image of Sakyamuni, but the Buddha statue has not been completed yet.

Dong Qi and his group arrived at the entrance of the Buddhist temple, and immediately a row of soldiers wearing armor stopped him.

These soldiers were all bald and wore squid armor, and looked similar to the trolls formed by Dong Qi outside Luoyang City.

The soldiers in charge shouted even more sternly: "The important place of Qingliang Temple, secular people are not allowed to enter without permission!"

Dong Qi frowned and asked softly: "Who are these people?"

"It is a monk soldier formed by Tu Cheng, the master of Qingliang Temple. It is said to maintain the safety of the temple and protect various classics!"

"Who allows the temple to raise private soldiers?"

Dong Qi asked angrily. After the Chang'an Massacre chaired by Jia Xu, wealthy families were not allowed to keep private soldiers. This was a decree issued by the Grand Governor's Office. Except for the official families who are protected by the banned soldiers, only private soldiers can appear in the imperial city and the Grand Governor's Office. In the rest, family members can be kept. Any more than 200 people are treated as private soldiers.

Pang Tong had never seen Dong Qi scold such a harsh and harsh scolding, and was so scared that he dared not speak.

The monk soldiers were obviously newly recruited, so they did not recognize Dong Qi. Seeing that Dong Qi refused to retreat, they pulled out their weapons.

The bright sword was unsheathed, and Dong Qi looked cold.

"kill!"

As if squeezed out from the gap of teeth, the word "kill" seems particularly cold.

The troll who was following Dong Qi dismounted. Han'an's sword was unsheathed and rushed towards the monk soldier.

"How many private soldiers are there in Qingliang Temple?"

"Well, I heard that Tucheng has recruited a lot... After you ordered that you should not raise private soldiers, the private soldiers originally belonging to each family were disbanded one after another. Some were absorbed into the Chengmen Tun Army by Yuanzhi, but some were wandering on the streets. At that time, we thought that this was a royal temple, which should not be a problem, and it could also help the governance of Chang'an."

Pang Tong did not say that those private soldiers who were eliminated were not traitors and thieves, but were all people with bad character.

Amid the shrill screams, Dong Qi asked coldly: "I only ask, how many private soldiers are there in Qingliang Temple, what are the words of abstaining?"

"About seven hundred!"

"Seven hundred people... can all attack my Grand Governor's Office!"

This place is not too far from the Grand Governor's Mansion. One is on this side of the Yinma River and the other is on the other side of the river.

Although what Dong Qiu said was exaggerated, Pang Tong still took a breath.

Indeed, if the guards of the Grand Governor's Office were a little weak, the seven hundred monks would really be able to do what Dong Qi said.

"Call the imperial guards immediately and arrest all private soldiers. Those who disobey will be killed without any hesitation!"

"Here!"

Just as Pang Tong turned around and was about to leave, a group of people suddenly surged out of the temple. An old monk, who was leading, stepped into the air, and a long sword with sparkling light appeared in his palm, breaking into the troll, and the sword light burst out immediately.

The long sword weighed more than ten pounds, but it was extremely powerful in the hands of the old monk.

The troll's armor was repeatedly cast and was extremely solid. However, in order to reduce the burden on people and horses, there were fine iron rings at the connection of the armor. The old monk's sword was extremely accurate, and the sword pierced into the gaps in the armor.

It was a very long and narrow sword, quite strange.

In the blink of an eye, three trolls fell in a pool of blood. When Dong Qi saw it, he was furious...

Is this the fucking monk soldier? This old man's swordsmanship is so brilliant and his power is so clever that he can compare with Wang Yue back then.

"The trolls set up crossbows and spread them out! I'll deal with this old thing!"

Dong Qi shouted fiercely and drew his sword forward.

His knife weighs 60 kilograms and is 7 feet 8 inches long. It has a sharp edge on both sides and a thick spine. It is powerful when chopped.

He stepped forward and shouted out loud.

The long sword was behind him, and Dong Qi did not see Dong Qi stretching out his arm, and the long sword had swept across. This kind of knife technique was the trick that Dong Qi realized in the hammer. It was not only relying on the strength of the arm, but also relying on the rotation of his body.

Not only can it save energy, but it can also increase strength.

Because the sword is round and rotated, Dong Qi named it the Round Knife Technique. Even Huang Zhong, the master of the sword, admires it very much.

The old monk's face obviously changed.

The slender sword suddenly changed its tricks like a storm, and it was just a word of fast.

Dong Qi's sword was spinning around, and there was only the sound of jingling. In the blink of an eye, the swords and swords were no more than a hundred times.

At the same time, the monk soldiers running out of the temple rushed towards the trolls.

The trolls set up crossbow machines and didn't say anything. The steel crossbow flew out with a roar, and dozens of monk soldiers were shot and killed on the spot.

"stop!"

A shout came from the temple, and the monk soldiers immediately stepped back.

However, Dong Qi and the old monk turned a deaf ear. The sword lights of the round swords were all over the place, covering the old monk's shadows; the old monk's long sword was getting faster and faster, one by one, one by one, and circles of cold light rushed towards Dong Qi.

The person who shouted was Liu Bian.

Seeing Dong Qi and the old monk keeping their hands, a gloom appeared on Liu Bian's face.

Behind him, two people stood. One was Tucheng, and the other was an old man with bald head and white beard.

"The king, it's not that the Grand Governor and Lao Deng are unwilling to stop, but that they are now fighting the most important things, and no one can stop."

Liu Bin heard this and said in horror: "What should I do?"

"King, the only way to do this is to take action to break through the formation of the two of them!"

"Since that's the case, why don't Master Tong take action quickly?"

The old monk stood up when he heard this. A monk soldier handed over a long spear, which trembled in the old monk's hand...

A lightning fell from the sky and rushed towards the old monk.
To be continued...