The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

Mrs. Mingguo was at a loss and asked in surprise: "Dazuzai Buddhist Temple, do you have no money?"

Abbot Guangjin almost vomited blood. He spent so much time instigating the relationship between the eldest princess and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. As a result, the first reaction of this not-so-smart old lady was not to angrily reprimand her future daughter-in-law, but to ask if the Buddhist temple was short of money.

"There are not many left. There are many monks in Da Zi Zai Buddhist Temple, who need daily expenses and often give alms to the people. Kuang Lao Na said that the expenses for the pagoda repair project and the grand Dharma meeting should have been paid by the Ministry of Household Affairs, but the eldest princess refused Give……"

Mrs. Mingguo sighed and shook her head: "I heard that the Ministry of Household Affairs has been running budget deficits for many years. The land is in ruins and the fish are in ruins. It is difficult for my wife to make a living without rice."

Abbot Guangjin paused in twirling the relic beads and frowned: "That's wrong. The regent won a great victory in the Northern Expedition. Beiyu Kingdom was defeated and paid 400 blood-stained horses and 100 million taels of silver as compensation, which were delivered in four installments. The first installment of [-] million taels was transferred to Taicang, the Household Department, yesterday."

The eldest princess, the Minister of Household Affairs, is a prankster, deliberately refusing to give money, and suppressing Buddhism.

Mrs. Mingguo hesitated for a long time: "Since it is a state matter, I can't tell lies."

She doesn't care.

The son is the regent, and the future daughter-in-law is the minister of household affairs.It is not up to her, an old woman who lives a quiet life at home and has no official position, to decide how the daughter-in-law will use the war reparations received by her son after winning the war for the country.

The eldest princess's surname is Xie. She is the only daughter of the Empress Dowager Yan and the late emperor. She has nothing to say about politics. Her own surname is Cui, from the Yan Cui family. If she makes arrogant comments about government affairs, it will be a serious crime and will also bring harm to her natal family.

"It's not a state matter, it's a Buddhist matter."

Abbot Guangjin refused to stop talking and continued, "Let's not talk about the Yan Pagoda project for the time being. The Dharma Conference will be held to give lectures to save the people of the world from illness and pain. Madam Guo, you are also a devout believer who is proficient in Buddhism. You should know that " In the "Pumen Pin" of the "Miaoho Lotus Sutra", there was an emperor in the previous dynasty who was seriously ill, and all the imperial doctors could not cure it. A Zen master recited "Pu Menpin" in front of the dragon bed, and the emperor recovered without medicine. A poor monk once I make a great wish that all suffering people in the world will learn this sutra. Praying and reciting it when they are sick can help them recover."

He elevated himself to the highest moral level.

The grand Dharma conference is held not to spend money from the national treasury, nor to gain more believers, nor to gain higher influence, but to save all sentient beings and to "cure" the common people.

Mrs. Mingguo was really moved: "The abbot is so righteous!"

*. *. *

It coincides with a holiday.

Sleeping in at home, not having to go to work, so happy.

Mu Tingxue slept until the end of the afternoon, around eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Your Highness, Mrs. Mingguo is here to visit me. Come on, I'll help you freshen up!" Yuanyang came in with an anxious look on his face, holding a brass basin filled with hot water.

Mu Tingxue murmured: "Mrs. Mingguo..."

I had just woken up, and my brain was not very bright. I couldn't remember which fateful woman it was for a while.

"That's your aunt! The regent's mother, your future mother-in-law!"

The mandarin duck is so anxious that it turns into a black-eyed chicken. Why does the master have no sense of crisis? If he leaves a bad impression on the mother-in-law, it will be difficult for the daughter-in-law to have two ends after getting married.

Mu Tingxue stood up straight from the bed, her sleepiness gone.

Auntie is here.

He is said to be a very kind and gentle man.

After Xie Wuya recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, if he were an ordinary old lady, he would definitely ask his grandson to change his surname to Yan, Yan Wuya.

But this aunt came to the Regent's Palace to visit her grandson, and she just mentioned it. Ya Bao said that she didn't want to change it, so she took her mother's surname as Xie. The aunt didn't even refute it, and readily agreed, and took Ya Bao to play for a while. Throughout the day, I bought many gifts.

"You go and entertain Mrs. Mingguo first, I'll be there soon."

Mu Tingxue washed her face, put on no makeup or powder, had a simple hairstyle, and put on a silver-plated, gold-plated, beaded double phoenix-dot emerald hairpin.

"Qingniao is here to entertain you, offering the best chocolates and snacks in the house, and brewing Miyun Long Tea."

Yuanyang helped his master change his clothes and took out a very gorgeous and formal princess court dress.

"I don't want this. This is what I wear to the ministers when I go to court."

Mu Tingxue glanced at the closet and saw the white bird fur that Yan Yang had given her. It was elegant in color and beautiful in style, and it was made of white peacock thread.

Yuanyang is a smart girl. She carefully looked at her master's expression and immediately took the white bird fur and helped her master put it on: "This dress is good, full of fairy spirit and low-key beauty. The key is that it was given by the son of Mrs. Mingguo." of."

When the eldest princess meets a foreign wife, she should wear gorgeous court clothes that show her status.

Although Mrs. Mingguo has a royal title, she is not suitable for the eldest princess, who is a family member first, and then makes a show of pomp and power to overwhelm others.

After a quarter of an hour.

Mu Tingxue packed up and came to the banquet hall with five couplets connected to the flower hall.

Mrs. Mingguo ate the coconut milk ball and squinted her eyes with enjoyment. The blue bird stood aside and gave her a bottle of cosmeceutical whitening and moisturizing cream to apply on the back of her hand.

"This bottle of fragrant snow is really good. It's not greasy and has a nice fragrance."

Cui Ming likes it very much.

She has oily skin, and she dislikes Zhixuezhai's Xiangxue ointment the most. It is made with lard from fat pigs and has a greasy texture and scent.But besides Xiangxue, Yunhuang didn't have any better skin care products.The concubines in the palace liked to use lead powder on their faces, but she didn't like it either.

"If aunt likes it, bring a few bottles back and use them slowly."

Mu Tingxue took out ten bottles from the Cangbi bottle space and lined them up as a gift for meeting her future mother-in-law for the first time. "Not only can it be used on the face, but if the skin on the body is dry, it can also be applied to moisturize."

Cui Ming immediately stood up and made a Wanfu salute: "Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Mu Tingxue hurriedly stepped forward to help her future mother-in-law, leaned down very respectfully, bent her knees slightly, and returned a half salute.

It is true that she is a princess and more noble than a lady, but the person in front of her is her elder, and she must show respect with half a courtesy.

When Cui Ming saw this, she understood in her heart that this was the eldest princess promoting her as an old woman. If her future daughter-in-law is good-looking, polite and well-behaved, she will be satisfied no matter how she sees it.

Mu Tingxue sat down, held her hand, and said, "I was supposed to go to Wu'an Palace to visit my aunt, but instead of having you come all the way, I feel really empty and panicked. I'm really sorry. Come on, there are a lot of things going on in the court lately, so I’ll give myself a cup of tea instead of wine.”

Cui Ming felt very at ease, Qing Yuan had not changed, she was as close to him as she was when she was a child.

In the past, Yan Yang often took the princess home to play with her. She took the princess to enjoy flowers and play games. One night, she did not return to the palace and even slept in the same bed with her.

"How far is it? I went to Da Zi Zai Buddhist Temple to fulfill my vows. I happened to pass by here, so I came over to sit." Mrs. Mingguo will soon be sixty years old. Her eyes are still clear and her whole aura is soft. There is no That kind of deep mastery in scheming.

"Then you should come here often. Ya Bao always misses his grandmother."

Mu Tingxue knew with just one glance that the Yan family protected the old lady very well and never let her suffer.

Also, Yan Yang's father was killed by the late emperor and passed away suddenly. Although the old lady was very sad, the huge family fortune was shouldered by her precocious son, and with the help of Yan Yun and Yan Lan, she did not let her have any trouble. Heart.

Mrs. Mingguo chatted with Mu Tingxue about daily life, and talked about many interesting things about Yan Yang when he was a child, as well as the scene when the eldest princess came to play at her uncle's house when she was four or five years old.

Mu Tingxue had no memory of before she was six years old, and she loved hearing this, especially when she heard the young man Yan Yang carrying her on his shoulders and digging out bird eggs from the tree, she couldn't help but be happy.

We chatted for an hour and became closer and closer.

Mrs. Mingguo was too chatty and forgetful. After finishing lunch with her niece, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and noticed the Buddhist scriptures embroidered with gold thread on the handkerchief. Then she remembered what the abbot said.

"Today I go to the temple to fulfill my vows and pray for you and Yang'er. What Master Guangjin said -"

"What's the matter?" Mu Tingxue saw her aunt's confused look, as if she had something to hide, "But it doesn't matter."

"Director Guangjin said that Da Zi Zai Buddhist Temple has no money, and applied to the Ministry of Household Affairs for the use of silver, but His Highness did not approve it. He said that opening an altar to hold a large Dharma conference and preaching the "Pumenpin" of the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" is to provide benefits to the people of the world. Cure.”

"puff--"

The tomato soup in Mu Tingxue's mouth almost burst out with laughter.

This old bald man asked a monk to come to the Ministry of Household Affairs for three days in a row to ask for money. The first time he asked for money was 20 taels, but she didn't give it and kicked him out.The result was not good, he actually went in a circle and took advantage of the good-natured and easy-going eldest aunt to deceive her into a relationship with him. It would be better if he could get money, but if not, he could instigate harmony between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, framing himself as unfilial.

"Auntie, Abbot Guangjin said he has no money, do you believe it?"

"I can't believe it. I just donated 1 taels of sesame oil money to the temple."

"!!!"

Mu Tingxue was heartbroken.

"Half a month ago, I donated five thousand."

"..."

Mu Tingxue was completely speechless.

No, she had to correct Yan Yang's mother's problem of lavishly donating sesame oil money to the temple.It's not easy for your son or daughter to make money. That's not how money is spent. It would be better for you to spend it on yourself.

"Auntie, please listen to my advice and don't donate anymore, okay? Those monks are already extremely rich, ten times richer than you... No, a hundred times!"

Mu Tingxue grabbed her hand and said earnestly, "Do you know how much land the Da Zi Zai Buddhist Temple has? 25 hectares! This is just one temple. There are seven royal temples and more than fifty ordinary temples in Yundu. The total land resources controlled by Buddhist temples has reached 80 hectares."

Cui Ming's eyes widened in disbelief, her lips slightly opened, and she almost couldn't take a breath.

The Yan family only has [-] acres of land.

"What's even more frightening is that you don't have to pay taxes on the temple's land! They swallowed up the land and didn't pay a penny of tax to the state."

Mu Tingxue's eyes instantly became as cold as swords, "In the beginning, these temples only accepted land and property donations from royal relatives, official families, and ordinary people. Gradually, more and more land was accumulated, and the monks began to use it. The money given by pilgrims for sesame oil was used to buy land at low prices and annex it. The temple accumulated more and more land wealth, and no monk could keep his six roots pure in the face of such high interests."

This is also the reason why imperial rulers have taken many actions to exterminate Buddhas in Chinese history.

"Abbot Guangjin is crying to you about poverty, saying that he has no money to do anything, no money to open a forum to lecture, no money to build Buddhist temples and pagodas. Do you know how much 25 acres of land is worth? Do you know that there are 200 pure gold Buddha statues in the Great Freedom Buddhist Temple? Do you know that there are more than 2 kilograms of ivory relics, pearls and jade hidden in the temple?"

Mrs. Mingguo's face turned pale with anger: "Then I donate twice a month. Isn't this a beggar giving alms to a big landowner?"