"Also, the upper and lower levels can't communicate with each other... There are two types of households with status quo. One is the official households. They are leaders, prestigious, have connections in the court, and can have a say with the government. The other type is the clerk households. They have a lot of property, a lot of land, and great local power, but they are independent of each other and can't talk to each other. They are even more nervous about the government... But there has always been a gap between the upper and lower levels. The upper levels are unwilling to know the lower levels, and the lower levels have no way to interact with the upper levels. Junior brother, do you think the gap between the upper and lower levels in the households with status quo can be broken in a hurry?" Monk Dahui continued to talk about it.

The abbot was slightly startled, then smiled again: "Brother, what you said is really simple and straightforward, and it just hits the nail on the head... The upper and lower levels cannot be connected, and in the end, the lower level wants to make trouble but has no way to do it. Then I guess the imperial army should also arrive at Wuwei Army. Or it has already arrived, and then they will not dare to make trouble; and the officials above are not only unable to make trouble, but also dare not or are unwilling to make trouble. Their methods are nothing more than the old party subduing the new party in the past. In the end, they still have to rely on ministers and dignitaries to persuade and shake the government, but which minister dares to speak to the government now?"

"There will definitely be some, and you will always find someone who is unwilling to give in, but it will definitely be useless." Dahui responded firmly. "I have personally seen that the government is as decisive as a knife! If the minister who goes to persuade is useful, he will be killed immediately, and if he is useless, he will just become a joke. The only thing they are worried about seems to be that they can find someone to persuade Lu Yihao, the prime minister, to stop this from the link of the prime minister, but I don't think so."

"Why?"

"Brother, have you ever heard a saying?"

"What?"

"Everything has a beginning." Dahui clasped his hands together with a serious expression, casting aside the stench of mud on his body, and his appearance was truly dignified. "Junior brother, you must know that Lu Xianggong is already over sixty years old this year, twelve years older than Li Gang, and only a few years younger than the other Lu Haowen, Lu Xianggong. I would like to ask why he is so hasty and strict... that the central government dare not keep him?"

"I would like to hear the details." The abbot also clasped his hands together and said seriously.

"During the Xuanhe period, the Liao Dynasty was destroyed, and the country purchased the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun and established the Yanshan Prefecture Road, which was where Prime Minister Lu was appointed as an envoy. However, within a few years, the Jin army moved south, and the local Han people of Yanyun surrendered to the Jin army. Guo Yaoshi rebelled, and they took him into the Jin army..." Dahui couldn't help but sigh when he said this. "Now think about it, with Prime Minister Lu's toughness, how could he not regard this as a humiliation in his life? And his beginning was here."

The presiding monk also said "oh" and immediately understood.

"From this beginning, we can know what will happen today." Monk Dahui continued to sigh. "When the Song and Jin were at war and the emperor rose up to resist, he was the most determined among the senior ministers to fight; in terms of the preparations for the Northern Expedition and crossing the river to recover the two rivers, he was the most resolute among the ministers; in terms of the emperor Zhao's ambition to pacify Yanyun and destroy the Jin Kingdom, he was one of the few former ministers in the world who was willing to follow unconditionally and move forward! And since this is the case, this new tax policy is also an unshakable task for him! If someone is blind and afraid of the emperor and wants to say something about him, I'm afraid he really won't be able to spend the night in the southeast."

The abbot heard this and had no doubts at all, but nodded: "Thanks to my senior brother, otherwise I would have made a big mistake, right?"

Monk Dahui was puzzled for a moment: "Brother, did you intend to help those people today?"

The abbot shook his head slowly, "It's not about helping them, it's about whether to help others, whether to promote them... When you went to Hangzhou for the public meeting a few days ago, someone took the opportunity to come in plain clothes, holding a silver medal from the imperial guard, saying that since our temple has been cleaned up and we have been given the money to be exempted, we are innocent and can be used, so we are asked to work hard to serve the public. First, we should provide the Military Control Department with information on the land and property of the wealthy families around Yuhang, and second, we should pay attention to similar things today for the Imperial City Department... I was still a little hesitant at first, but today, Senior Brother's words were thorough. Since the government has already had means and the overall situation is clear, I don't have to hesitate."

Monk Dahui quickly chanted a Buddhist name, and even instinctively wanted to recite a jingle, but then he remembered the previous agreement and forced himself to hold it back.

On this side, the abbot saw this, so he stood up, clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and prepared to leave.

At this time, Monk Dahui glanced at the muddy cowhide coat beside him and thought of something else. He couldn't help but said, "Junior Brother!"

"Brother, is there anything else?" The abbot turned around puzzled.

"It's like this. Since we said we won't talk about Zen and will only speak human words, and we brothers are so frank today, I have a few words to say about the temple, and I want to ask the abbot..." Monk Dahui actually seemed a little timid. "But if it's embarrassing, you'd better not say it."

"Brother, what are you saying? Even the position of abbot can be given to you at will. Is there anything in this temple that you are not allowed to hear?" The abbot asked frankly.

"The first thing... I went to seek good fortune for the temple, but I didn't find any and had to pay two hundred dan of new rice as compensation. Later, there was this wave of exemption money and advance land inspection. You don't blame me, do you?" Monk Dahui seemed a little nervous again.

"How could that be?" The abbot smiled, like a Buddha holding a flower. "The land inspection and the exemption fee were paid by the temples in the southeast, so how can I blame you? As for the two hundred dan of new rice, didn't it also buy our temple a purple robe and a four-character master? According to the previous market price, two hundred dan is already very cheap, but the two hundred dan must be sent directly to Tokyo for storage next year, which will take more effort."

"That's fine. I know the route well. I'll just go back to the old place." Monk Dahui felt relieved for a moment, but soon became more nervous. "But there's one more thing. Recently, the temple said that after paying the exemption fee, the temple won't have enough food..."

"Not really." The presiding monk looked more and more gentle. "Jingshan Temple has been established in the southeast for hundreds of years, and it has not encountered the kind of disasters that the north has. The flower and stone gang has never been robbed, and Fang La only came to ask for a jar of incense oil. How can it be poor? Not to mention that the temple has three dou and three liters of rice and gold in reserve for exchanging for the true scriptures, even the incense oil stored in the back warehouse is enough for you to drink for a lifetime, and to decorate and burn the relics after your death. Those words are just my way of taking the opportunity to restrain those people below... Isn't it that the officials have arrived at Fenghuang Mountain, and the Imperial City Division is everywhere? I am afraid that they will cause trouble... Why not let them stay in the temple to work, and also sharpen their mind."

Monk Dahui raised his eyebrows slightly, said "oh", and said no more. He just let the abbot turn around and leave. As soon as the abbot left, the monk looked at the cowhide clothes on the ground, but he didn't even want to wash them. He just recited a jingle.

As the saying goes: "Old cowhide has no cracks.

Ask about Buddhism and receive a grain of rice as reward.

A slight difference can make a big difference.

Without a face, people are afraid of him. "

After finishing reading, he stood up, patted his butt, and went out directly, calling the little monk who was washing lotus roots to go to the kitchen to find vegetarian food.