"I'm sorry, young master. I've caused trouble for the Mo family!"
In the Mo residence, Mochi apologized with a face full of shame. This time, it was Mo Jie who took the initiative to publish the scandal of the Great Mercy Temple. This caused the Great Mercy Temple to retaliate.
Meton couldn't help but feel a headache. In order to set up the bank, he had investigated the Buddhist Sect's background of printing money in advance. That was why he had used Brother Mo Jiazi. He didn't expect Mo Jie to be filled with righteous indignation and expose it first.
"Don't blame Mochi. This time, it was the Old Man who advocated for the Great Mercy Temple." Master Li said with a face full of righteousness.
Meton smiled bitterly and said, "Master, do you know how deep the waters of the Great Mercy Temple are? You've poked a hornet's nest!"
Master Li looked at Meton with disdain and said, "The great Mo Jiazi is actually so timid. Do you remember that when the Old Man accepted the Confucian magazine, you promised not to interfere with the Old Man's words and deeds?"
Meton immediately raised his chest and said, "Master, what are you talking about? It's just the Great Mercy Temple. Don't tell me we can't touch it? Besides, what you're reporting is a matter of justice. The Mo family will naturally support you."
Master Li nodded with satisfaction. He naturally knew the pressure of this matter. However, if he could choose again, he would still report this matter.
"Now that Mo Hospital's reputation has been damaged, what should we do?" Mochi asked.
Meton thought for a moment and said seriously, "Since the Great Mercy Temple is slandering Mo Hospital, then let's have Mo Hospital take out the list of Zhao's expenses and show it to the public."
"Young master is wise!" Mochi nodded.
"Since the Great Mercy Temple has placed the seal money, they wouldn't have just placed it on Old Zhao's family. Keep an eye on Monk Tongji. Focus on the investigation. I don't believe that the Great Mercy Temple can erase all traces," Moton said with a stern look.
"Yes!" Mochi said seriously.
"Three strings of money!"
Chang 'an City was in an uproar when the second issue of Zhao's medical expenses was published. Although the three strings of money was not a small amount, it was not an astronomical figure for an ordinary person. They could pay it back as long as they worked hard for a while. How could they commit suicide?
"That's impossible!" Many believers doubted.
"How is that not possible? Didn't you see Doctor Sun's signature on the journal?" A citizen of Chang 'an snorted. Sun Simiao's reputation in Chang' an could be said to be second to none. Since he had personally confirmed that Zhao's expenses were three strings of money, no one doubted it.
"Besides, Madam Zhao's illness was personally treated by Doctor Sun. The Three Strings of Coins is already a great bargain!" More and more people were on the side of Mo Hospital. With Sun Simiao's social status, it was not an exaggeration to ask for 30 strings of cash or even 300 strings of cash. Now that Sun Simiao was in charge of Mo Hospital, the ordinary people had the opportunity to be treated by famous doctors.
Later, more and more news came. More and more poor families accused Tongji Monk of pretending to be merciful, deceiving them into illiteracy, cheating them of their trust, signing usury contracts, and taking away their land.
In a short time, more and more victims came to the surface. Everyone's land added up to tens of thousands of acres. This was an astronomical figure in Chang 'an City, where every inch of land was worth gold. The Great Mercy Temple was once again in the limelight.
"How could this be?"
The Great Mercy Temple suddenly panicked! No one expected that the people they had wantonly deceived would retaliate so fiercely.
"Abbot, what should we do now?" Tongji Monk asked in a panic. Even the arrogant Tongji Monk could not help but feel dejected. The current situation was beyond their expectations.
Abbot Ci En gritted his teeth and said, "Now that things have come to this, we can only cut our losses."
"Cut our losses?" The monks were puzzled.
"Return all the land we got with the money to the original owners. Tell them not to say anything more," Abbot Ci En said fiercely.
The monks immediately felt their hearts ache. If they returned all the land, the Great Mercy Temple would immediately return to its original state. Where would the monks' food and drink come from?
However, the current situation was not good for the Great Mercy Temple. Now that things had come to this, they had no choice but to lower their heads.
However, Tongji Monk's eyes turned and said, "Abbot, if we want the Great Mercy Temple to survive this crisis, I'm afraid cutting our losses is not enough."
Abbot Ci En was stunned. He looked at Tongji Monk in confusion, only to find that Tongji Monk was staring at him.
"Tongji, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to hit me when I'm down? Don't forget who the Great Mercy Temple is today. "Tongji Monk was shocked and angry. Once the Great Mercy Temple gave up on him, he could imagine what would happen to him.
Tongji Monk said coldly, "Tongji, there must be a scapegoat for this matter. If you don't do it, do you want the abbot to do it?"
Abbot Ci En could not help but pause. He looked at Tongji calmly and said, "Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will? Tongji, if you go through this, you might be able to achieve something in the future."
Tongji cursed in his heart, but when he saw Abbot Ci En's calm expression, he could not help but feel his heart skip a beat. He reluctantly agreed and said, "Tongji obeys! I am willing to sacrifice myself for the Great Mercy Temple. "
Abbot Ci En nodded in satisfaction. He turned his head and ordered Tongji Monk, "Immediately take care of this matter. As long as the Great Mercy Temple exists, we will have a place to live our lives."
"Yes!" Tongji Monk replied.
As the land was returned to the original owners, the voices of the people against the Great Mercy Temple became smaller and smaller. Then, the Great Mercy Temple made another statement in the Confucian journal. They pushed all the crimes of secretly giving the old man Zhao money to Tongji Monk. They also punished Tongji Monk to face the wall in the backyard of the Great Mercy Temple for ten years to atone for his sins.
"Face the wall for ten years! Face the wall for ten years for two lives! "Meton looked at the Confucian journal. He could not help but be so angry that his face turned red.
"But Monk Tongji is a monk. Even the government can't intervene," Master Li said helplessly.
Meton snorted and said, "So what if he is a monk? Is he not subject to the laws of the Tang dynasty?"
"Well said! If the emperor violates the law, he will be punished the same as the common people. So what if he is a monk? He is equal before the laws of the Tang dynasty, "a sonorous and powerful voice said.
"Brother Han!" Teacher Li saw Han Zheng walk in and quickly stood up to greet him.
"Han Fuzi!" Meton bowed and saluted.
Han Zheng looked at Merton with satisfaction and said, "The Old Man did not misjudge you. If you were not a member of the School of Mohism, you would be the perfect successor of the School of Legalism."
Meton's face immediately turned red. He had received the idea of equality before the law from later generations. In this era, everyone thought that monks were monks and were not subject to the laws of the world. He did not have any objections to Tongji Monk's punishment.
"Teacher, have you found a way to punish Tongji Monk?" Meton asked.
Han Zheng shook his head and said, "No. Although Tongji Monk put money in the bank, he used the usury commonly used in the market. In addition, the Zhao couple committed suicide. Even if we went to the government, they would not be able to punish Tongji Monk. What do you think?"
"Ah!" Teacher Li suddenly looked disappointed.
"However, although he could not be punished for forcing the Zhao couple to commit suicide, Tongji Monk is guilty of another crime," Han Zheng said with a righteous face.
"Another crime?" Meton and Teacher Li looked at Han Zheng in surprise.
Han Zheng nodded and said, "Tongji Monk became a monk halfway through his life. Before he became a monk, he committed murder in his hometown. He had no choice but to become a monk."
"Is that so?" Teacher Li said in surprise.
Meton could not help but sigh and say, "There is a saying in Buddhism that one can become a Buddha by putting down the butcher's knife. However, Tongji Monk did not become a Buddha after putting down the butcher's knife. He continued to do evil after entering Buddhism."
Han Zheng's eyes hardened and he said, "Heaven's net has a long arm. Since Tongji Monk committed a crime, he should be punished according to the laws of the Tang dynasty."
Just when everyone thought that the matter of the Zhao couple had been settled, Mo Magazine published another article that caused an uproar in Chang 'an.
"Putting down the butcher's knife does not mean becoming a Buddha."
The article revealed the brutal murder of Tongji Monk in his hometown. The author was the famous Legalist, Han Zheng.
Mo Tang
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