"Da da da da da."

As the slight footsteps came, the Brahmin merchants immediately became excited, without any reserve at all, and they all stood up quickly, waiting for the arrival of noble people.

In their opinion, the identities of these Great Yuezhi people are even more noble. They proudly declared that they are on the same level, but this is to make up for themselves.

The high and low are engraved in the bones.

It is difficult to change without spending a lot of money.

Let's give a simple example.

The ten-year-old Brahmin and the hundred-year-old Kshatriya should be regarded as father and son. Among them, Brahmins are fathers and should be respected as fathers.

There are also scenes of respecting the elderly and loving the young in the Central Plains.

The emphasis on filial piety is a major policy in the Central Plains. An ordinary person may be developed because of his filial piety.

But the body poison lacks this foundation.

Meet someone taking a bus on the road.

Often, we will see a strange scene where elderly people over 90 years old, patients, people carrying heavy burdens, women, and these vulnerable groups will give their cars to the Brahmins.

Anuti wore this purple suit and walked in with a slight look on her eyes. She seemed to have a thousand pounds of burden in her heart that she could not bear it.

A Brahmin merchant was scared and couldn't help but start muttering.

"Oh, the glorious sun god, this wonderful new word that praises you is dedicated to you. Please accept my appeal and check my longing soul in detail, like a lover, visiting his mistress."

"May all the sun gods protect me."

"We are hungry and pray with pious prayers, and beg for the glorious and respectable sun god."

Anuti couldn't hear their inner cry.

He sat straight into the main seat and said in a deep voice: "Everyone should sit."

Everyone did not dare, but there was still a brave and tentative sitting. After seeing that Anuti had no reaction, the others dared to take their seats one after another.

"Sumody."

Anuti named a person.

A man below stood up instantly. Anuti looked at him and saw that he was a middle-aged man with white skin but a very lush beard.

"You are Sumodi."

Su Modi was very excited and said, "Dear Anuti Xihou, I am."

"O." Anuti continued to say a plain tone, "I heard that you donated two thousand gold coins, but I am very generous. Tell me why you donated?"

Su Modi swallowed and spitted.

"Not...why, I'm...what I want to do something for Kushan, after all, I live here too."

“This is a good reason.”

Anuti smiled kindly for the first time.

Although it was just a simple smile, it was enough to make Su Modi very excited.

The other Brahmin merchants looked at Sumodi with a little bad look. They didn't know anything about this matter. If they hadn't brought it up on their own initiative, they would still be kept in the dark.

Su Modi just sat down and was so excited that he couldn't help himself. This time he had a bet right.

He was happy, and indeed Master Kinnaluo did not lie to him. His eyes flashed. It seemed that after this incident, he would also donate a piece of incense to Lanruo Temple.

The Buddha blesses, and the God of Burning Heaven blesses.

Shortly after he sat down, he heard the other people on the field talking.

"Dear Anuti Xihou, I am willing to donate a thousand gold coins to help you build."

hiss.

Someone started to look at it, and the following suddenly became chaotic and various sounds.

"Xihou, I want to donate too."

"I have five hundred."

It instantly turned into a money donation conference.

Everyone seemed to have become a great man in an instant, all of whom were loyal and had a strong internationalist spirit, and were willing to donate their family property in order to build a strong and prosperous Kushan.

Anuti was a little moved.

It’s better to be a San brother, it’s still easy to fool.

Just a few words on your forehead.

"You are stupid and have more money, come quickly."

Such a scene was something he had never imagined.

Anuti pressed his hands down, and the smile on his cheek became stronger and stronger. He said happily: "Everyone is a good person. If I, the Kushan people, would probably be very grateful to you, but don't worry, take your time."

He turned to the guard beside him and said.

"I'll write it down."

The guard nodded: "Remember it."

"Okay, after the matter is over, you can collect the money." Anuti smiled, like an old fox.

Those who collect money are happy, and those who give money are also very happy.

They instantly put their hearts in their stomachs.

They were summoned suddenly and didn't give any explanation, but they were frightened, fearing that there would be any killing disaster.

They also know what kind of virtue they are, and they must have nothing to do with good people.

Now that Xihou has accepted the donation, will he still take action? That will definitely not be possible.

Anuti looked around and said, "I'll ask you to come today. There are a few things. You also know that Ben Xihou is in charge of all the affairs of Kushan and is responsible to the people of Kushan."

"But now, something small has happened."

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, staring at you with big eyes, confused.

I was secretly thinking in my heart what I had done during this period.

I have done too many bad things and I don’t know what happened.

Su Modi asked carefully: "Dignity Anuti Xihou, don't know what's wrong?"

Anuti said lightly: "It's some stories about the myth of body poisoning."

"Forehead?"

Everyone became even more confused after listening.

What's this?

"I heard that some of you have preached the Dharma privately and built some temples and other things."

Everyone's faces changed drastically and they immediately vetoed.

They had encountered similar things before. When the Kushan Marquis was re-elected, they often suppressed the Brahmin temples. Now Marquis Anuti Xihou raised this topic again, which suddenly aroused bad memories in their hearts.

Sumodi immediately denied: "We definitely don't."

Anuti asked, "Isn't it really?"

"No."

They replied in unison.

Anutio said, shook his head gently, and said, "I thought you would not deny it. That would give you a great thing, but now, it seems that you can't do it."

Everyone was stunned, what a great thing?

Not only will you not be punished, but good things will happen?

They had a look of doubt and eyes.

I was afraid that Anuti would be in the trap.

However, they felt that this possibility was too small, and what kind of identity Anuti Xihou was, he would not be joking with them here.

So Sumodi asked about something good.

Anuti waved his hand, and someone immediately carried a big box outside and walked in.

"You can open it and take a look."
Chapter completed!