Chapter 782

"I'm sorry, young master. I caused trouble for the Mohist family!"

In the Mo mansion, Mo Sanyi pleaded guilty with shame. This time, Mo magazine made the decision without authorization and published the scandal of Da Ci'en Temple, which caused the counterattack of Da Ci'en Temple.

Filled with righteous indignation, he did not think that the ink was so angry that he had to take the lead in revealing it.

"Don't blame Mo San. This report on daci'en temple is what I advocated." Master Li said with a straight face.

Merton said with a wry smile, "master, do you know how deep the water in Da Ci'en Temple is? You've poked a hornet's nest!"

Master Li looked at Merton contemptuously and said, "the great Mohists are so afraid of hands and feet. Do you remember that when I accepted the Confucian journal, you promised not to interfere with my words and deeds."

Merton immediately raised his chest and said, "what did the master say? It's just a great mercy temple. Can't you touch it? Besides, what the master reported is a matter of justice. To avenge the people, the Mohists naturally support it with both hands."

Master Li nodded with satisfaction. He naturally knew the pressure of this matter, but if he was allowed to choose again, he would still report it.

"Now that the reputation of Mo hospital is damaged, how should we do it?" Mo San asked.

Merton pondered for a moment and said, "since dacien Temple stigmatizes Mo hospital, we will let Mo hospital pull out Zhao's expense list to show everyone."

"Young master, wise!" Mo nodded.

"Since the Da Ci'en Temple has printed money, it is impossible to put only the Zhao old man's family and stare at the Tongji monks. I don't believe that the Da Ci'en Temple can erase all traces." Merton said fiercely in his eyes.

"Yes!" Mo San said solemnly.

"Three through money!"

With the publication of Zhao's list of medical expenses in the second issue, Chang'an city was in an uproar. Although the San Guan money is not a small amount, it is not an astronomical figure for an ordinary person. As long as he works hard for a period of time, he can return it. How can he commit suicide.

"Impossible!" many believers doubted.

"It's impossible. Didn't you see doctor sun's signature on the ink magazine?" a Chang'an citizen snorted coldly. It can be said that no one can control Sun Simiao's reputation in Chang'an city. Since he personally confirmed that Zhao's expenses were three Guan money, people naturally have no doubt.

"Besides, Zhao's disease is diagnosed and treated by Dr. Sun himself, and the three Guan money has taken a great advantage!" more people stand on the side of Mo hospital. You know, with Sun Simiao's worth, it was not too much to say that the three Guan money was 30 Guan and 300 Guan. Now Sun Simiao sits in Mo hospital, which gives ordinary people the opportunity to be diagnosed and treated by famous doctors.

Subsequently, more and more news came that more and more poor families identified Tongji monks as false compassion, deceived them into being illiterate, cheated them of their trust, signed usury contracts and took away their land.

For a while, more and more victims surfaced, and everyone's land added up to tens of thousands of mu of good land, which can be said to be an astronomical figure in Chang'an City, where every inch of land and every inch of gold, and daci'en temple is in the forefront of the wave again.

"How could this be?"

Da Ci'en Temple immediately panicked! No one expected that the counterattack of the people they had deceived wantonly would be so fierce.

"Abbot, what should we do now?" the Tongren monk panicked. Even the arrogant Tongji in the past was not discouraged. The current situation has exceeded their expectations.

Abbot Ci'en said with a clenching of his teeth, "up to now, only a strong man can break his wrist."

"A strong man broke his wrist!" a group of monks did not understand.

"All the land property obtained by printing money belongs to the owner, so that they can't say more." abbot Ci'en said ruthlessly.

A group of monks suddenly felt a pang of pain. If all these land properties were returned, I'm afraid daci'en temple would return to its original shape immediately. Where did they spend money on food and drink.

But now the situation is bad for dacien temple. Now everyone has to bow their heads.

However, the monk Tongren turned his eyes and said, "tell the abbot that if you want to tide over the difficulties of daci'en temple, I'm afraid it's not enough to just break your wrists."

Abbot Tzu en was stunned and looked at Tongren monk, but found that Tongren monk was staring at Tongji.

"What do you mean, colleague? You want to throw a stone at me! Don't forget who earned Da Ci'en Temple today." Tongji was shocked and angry. Once Da Ci'en Temple gave him up, his fate can be imagined.

Tongren monk said coldly, "Tongji, there must be a scapegoat for this matter. If you don't come, do you want the abbot to come?"

Abbot Tzu en could not help but give a meal. He stared at Tongji calmly and said, "the Buddha said, I don't go to hell. Who goes to hell? Tongji, you may be able to achieve positive results in the future."

Tongji scolded secretly in his heart, but seeing the calm expression of Abbot Tzu en, he couldn't help but burst into a sudden in his heart and reluctantly promised: "Tongji obeys! I'm willing to sacrifice my life for the great Tzu en temple."

Abbot Ci'en nodded with satisfaction, turned to his colleagues and said, "do it right away. As long as the great Ci'en Temple is there, there will be a place where we can make a deep-rooted decision."

"Yes!" the colleague replied.

As the land properties returned to their original owners, the voices of the people against dacien Temple became less and less. Subsequently, the great Ci'en Temple issued a statement again in the Confucian journal, blaming the Tongji monk for releasing money to old man Zhao without permission, and punishing the Tongji monk for thinking about ten years of atonement in the backyard of the great Ci'en Temple.

"Ten years to face the wall! Two lives to face the wall for ten years!" Merton looked at the Confucian journal, his face flushed with anger.

"But Tongji monk is a monk, and even the government can't intervene." Master Li was also deeply helpless.

Merton snorted coldly, "what about monks? Don't they belong to the law of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Well said! If the emperor breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people, how about monks? All monks are equal before the law of the Tang Dynasty." a sonorous and powerful voice came.

"Brother Han!" Master Li saw Han Zheng coming in and quickly got up to meet him.

"Han Fu Zi!" Merton bowed.

Han Zheng looked at Merton with satisfaction and said, "I really don't see the wrong person. If you're not from the Mohist school, I'm afraid you're the most perfect successor of the legalist school."

Merton's face turned red. He had such a concept only because he was influenced by the idea of equality before the law. In this era, everyone thought that monks were monks and did not belong to the secular world. Unexpectedly, he had no objection to the punishment of Tongji monks.

"The master came, but he found a way to punish Tongji." Merton asked.

Han Zheng shook his head and said, "no, although Tongji monks released money, they used usury commonly used in the market. In addition, Zhao and his wife committed suicide. Even if they get to the government, they can't take Tongji. How about Tongji?"

"Ah!" Master Li suddenly looked disappointed.

"However, although forcing Mr. and Mrs. Zhao to death can't cure him, Tongji monk has another crime." Han Zheng said with a straight face.

"Another sin!" Merton and master Li stared at Han Zheng in surprise.

Han Zheng nodded and said, "Tongji is a monk who became a monk halfway. Before he became a monk, he had to become a monk because he committed murder in his hometown."

"Unexpectedly so?" Master Li said in surprise.

Merton couldn't help sighing: "there is a cloud in Buddhism. He put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha. Tongji put down the butcher's knife but didn't become a Buddha. He continued to be evil after entering the Buddhism."

Han Zheng said with a stern look in his eyes, "the heaven's net is wide and open. Since Tongji has committed a crime, he should have been punished by the law of the Tang Dynasty."

Just when people thought that the Zhao couple's affair had subsided, another article of Mo magazine detonated Chang'an city.

"If you put down the butcher's knife, you may not become a Buddha."

The full text tells the whole story of Tongji monk's murderous murder in his hometown, and the signature is the famous legalist Han Zheng.