Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

Seeing Zhang Hao enter the main hall, a monk immediately stood up and walked towards him quickly.

"Master Zhang, I have summoned all the monks who know Sanskrit as you requested. What are your instructions?"

The monk had just finished speaking when he saw Zhang Hao waving his hand.

"Master Konghui, it's not that I have any instructions, but it's that Lord Changle needs the monks' help."

After saying that, Zhang Hao turned around and introduced Master Kong Hui.

"This is Lord Wei, the Marquis of Changle, the Prince Consort chosen by His Majesty. He will be marrying Princess Weiyang soon!"

Wei Wu didn't know what Zhang Hao meant. He just wanted to talk about his own title.

Why did he deliberately reveal his identity as the prince consort? Was it really necessary to pretend in front of a monk?

However, just as he was thinking this, Master Konghui suddenly turned around and looked at him enthusiastically.

"So it's the Imperial Consort Duwei who has arrived! Our Tianjie Temple is truly honored!"

Seeing the monk's appearance, Wei Wu seemed to see the shadows of those "holy monks" in later generations who hugged beautiful women and drove luxury cars.

Before Wei Wu could speak, Master Kong Hui continued:

"I wonder what the Prince Consort needs help from us monks."

After Master Konghui finished speaking, Wei Wu did not keep anyone in suspense and immediately stated his purpose.

"I hope all the masters can chant the scriptures together in Sanskrit. The requirements must be neat and solemn, and pay attention to the tone!"

"accent?"

After hearing Wei Wu's request, Master Kong Hui's expression became a little confused.

He understood the meaning of neatness and solemnity, but he just couldn't understand what the tone meant.

Seeing this, Wei Wu simply explained again.

"The tone of voice is meant to have that mysterious feeling that makes people fall in love with it. No, it should be said that it makes people feel enlightened."

"When you listen to it, it's like seeing a god descend to earth. It's a pious feeling."

After hearing this, Master Kong Hui also understood what Wei Wu wanted.

It's nothing more than pretending to be a god... to deepen people's faith. He is familiar with this business!

"I see what you mean. So when do you think we should start? Do you want to change positions?"

"No, let's do it in the main hall. It's big enough and has a good echo, so the effect will be better."

Hearing Wei Wu say this, Master Konghui stopped asking questions and immediately returned to the monks.

Under the arrangement of Master Konghui, the sound of chanting was immediately heard in the main hall.

Wei Wu also quickly took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording function.

It’s a pity that after the first reading of the scripture was finished, Wei Wu immediately replayed it to check the recording effect.

I have to say it does feel very good, but you can clearly hear that the monk's recitation is not in order.

So Wei Wu immediately called Master Kong Hui and asked them to recite it again.

This went on over and over again, until the monks' voices became hoarse by the eighth time.

But perhaps because of his hoarse voice, he felt particularly emotional about this recitation of the scripture, and Wei Wu finalized it on the spot.

In a good mood, Wei Wu took out a few coins and handed them to Master Kong Hui.

"Thank you all for your hard work this time. I know that all of you monks are great and virtuous monks who are free from desires and have nothing to fear."

"If I were to give out hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver, wouldn't that be a disgrace to the great monks? Although I'm just a layman, I know my limits."

"I can only offer a small token of my appreciation to show my appreciation, to preserve your reputation, and to make me appear less vulgar and money-minded."

After hearing Wei Wu's words, the entire main hall fell silent.

Master Konghui, hundreds of monks, and Zhang Hao who came with Wei Wu, all stared at him with wide eyes.

Seeing this, Wei Wu stuffed the silver into Master Kong Hui's hand without even waiting for him to refuse.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he turned around and left gracefully.

It was not until this time that Zhang Hao finally reacted and turned around to put his hands together towards Master Kong Hui.

He left an apologetic smile, then quickly ran out of the main hall and chased after Wei Wu.

Until the two of them left Tianjie Temple, the main hall was as quiet as a ghost cave.

Hundreds of monks looked at each other, and then all their eyes focused on Master Konghui.

The reason is very simple. This time it was Master Konghui who summoned them here, so naturally they had to find the person who summoned them.

Being stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, Master Konghui felt as if he was being pointed at by hundreds of steel knives.

The face under the round bald head was as black as a rag that had been used for more than ten years.

He didn't expect that after everything was done, Wei Wu, the son-in-law, would do this to him.

Even if you ask them to perform a ritual, you wouldn't just give them a few coins and send them away.

However, no matter what he said now, it was useless, Wei Wu had already left.

Even if he didn't leave, he was a lord and the emperor's son-in-law, so they couldn't afford to offend him.

In the end, these people will find out about him.

While feeling aggrieved, Master Konghui finally had no choice but to speak.

"Everyone, I will have someone send the 'personnel' to you later. Thank you for your hard work this time."

Phew! !

Just as Master Konghui finished speaking, a laugh suddenly rang out in the main hall.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the person laughing was a monk in a black robe.

Master Konghui was already full of anger, and now he heard this obviously mocking laughter.

Even Buddha would get angry and question him coldly on the spot.

"Daoyan, why are you laughing!"

"I just suddenly thought of something happy."

"What happy thing?"

"My dog, Da Huang, seems to be about to give birth, so I'm happy."

"You! Humph!"

After hearing Daoyan's answer, Master Konghui didn't know what to say anymore. He snorted coldly and stopped looking at him.

Seeing that Master Konghui no longer pestered him, the black-robed monk turned around and looked outside the hall.

He looked at the direction where Wei Wu left with deep eyes, but muttered to himself.

"I've never seen such a peculiar aura and facial features. Interesting, really very interesting, hehehe!"