Shenhao: The little widow became the richest woman in Beijing

Things at the women's college are proceeding in an orderly manner.

Bai Xueru didn't let them go and spent a year and a half building a new house. She just sent people to buy the empty house for renovation.

In this way, time can be saved, and when there are more women in the future, it will not be too late to build them at the same time.

In addition, she also sent people to do publicity. She didn’t need to worry about these things. As long as she provided money, someone would do it for her.

It’s the fifteenth day of the month.

Bai Xueru thought about going to worship the Buddha and donate some incense money to the Bodhisattva, so that she could earn points again. I wonder if the four-star monk is still there?

inside the temple,

Wuchen was dressed in plain clothes, with peaceful eyebrows. He was meditating quietly with his eyes closed, muttering the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

Outside the door, the little novice monk knocked obediently: "Brother, there is a female donor outside looking for you!"

Wuchen's plain, watery eyes slowly opened,

"kindness"

Putting down the scripture in a calm and gentle manner, he slowly stood up from the futon where he was sitting cross-legged.

"Master Wuchen!"

Bai Xueru looked at Wuchen who walked out of the room, put his hands together and saluted,

Wuchen stood across from him, still wearing a simple monk's robe, with a calm face, just like the incarnation of the Buddha, so sacred that no one dared to blaspheme.

Put your hands together and say "Amitabha" with a calm expression.

"Master, please help me donate the incense money!" Bai Xueru went straight to the point!

Wuchen's eyes were indifferent, "The donor can just put it in the merit box!"

"I want to donate through Master. Could you please help me, Master?" Bai Xueru looked back at him and said directly without knowing what excuse to make.

Wuchen nodded lightly and slowly led Bai Xueru to the merit box. Taking the banknote handed over by Bai Xueru, she moved her fingers slightly.

"Donor, this incense money?"

"What's the problem?" Bai Xueru looked back calmly.

Wuchen pursed his thin lips slightly, shook his head lightly, stopped for a moment, then moved forward again...

Bai Xueru gave out another 50,000 taels of incense money. Donating it to the temple must be used for all living beings. It is also a good place to go...

The two of them didn't say much, and Bai Xueru didn't want to disturb his practice, so he left after finishing his business.

Wuchen looked at her back and lowered his eyes slightly!

When I close my eyes, what I see is not my Buddha, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Countless people make themselves unable to forget and remind themselves all the time.

Master, let yourself enlighten! How to choose, you need to see through it yourself! Let yourself observe your own life,

But this move, the female donor who has received tens of thousands of taels from him, is this a test for himself by the Buddha?

If enough money is added, then...

"She is a widow in the city. I don't know how much wealth her family has. It is said that she is richer than the biggest wealthy family in the city. She casually gives out one hundred thousand taels to give porridge. Recently, I heard that she is also using money to build a women's college!"

A middle-aged man walked out from behind, looking at Bai Xueru's back with deep eyes and slightly narrowed eyes.

"If she is one of ours! This money can be used to recruit..."

Wuchen frowned slightly and looked at the man who spoke.

"Your Highness" the middle-aged man wanted to continue to persuade!

Wuchen's thin lips moved slightly, his eyes were calm,

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Wuchen!"

The middle-aged man smiled sarcastically, "You are cowardly. You can hibernate here temporarily, and we will do other things."

"But you really don't think you are a monk. Have you forgotten the scene of my empress being humiliated by the enemy and dying tragically in front of you?"

"Can you forget the scene where the infant princess was beaten to death?"

Scarlet red gradually appeared in Wuchen's eyes, his fingers trembled slightly, and countless mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and residual limbs and flesh appeared in front of his eyes.

And the last wish that my mother forced me to promise,

"Don't take revenge! Let go and live..."

The hands were clenched into fists, with blue veins popping out, as if they wanted to pick up the hatred, but they didn't want to go against their mother's last wish. They were separated and struggling with each other.

How can I let go? I have worked hard for so many years, begging to let go and be freed, but I am just a mortal.

With such hatred, I break the precept every day and have thoughts of killing all the time.

After all, I can’t be a holy monk!

If the Buddha was merciful, how could he let his mother end up like this? She had been kind throughout her life...

His eyes were dark, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips...

After a while, tranquility returned,

He looks like a Buddhist who has no desires or pursuits. I don’t know if it’s because I’m good at pretending, or because my nature is so divided…

"Exchange your chess skills!" Bai Xueru was communicating with the system in the carriage,

As soon as the Shenhao system left the temple, it prompted that the Shenhao reward of 500,000 taels had arrived.

"Okay!" Tuanzi responded in his mind.

"There are still two hundred and fifty thousand taels left after the exchange, host."

Bai Xueru nodded and looked sideways out of the car window. After the carriage entered the city, when it reached a street intersection,

Crowds gather and make noise,

A plump man with triangular eyes was in the middle, inciting the crowd and speaking categorically,

"She is hypocritical. She is both giving out soup and building an academy. Only fools like you can be deceived!"

"You don't even think about it, how did she, a widow, get so much money?"

"It's hard to say whether this money was earned cleanly or not! Maybe it was earned through dirty tricks!"

"You end up spending it, and you all have to go to jail!"

"Bah" "What nonsense are you talking about!" A beggar with black teeth and ragged clothes was holding a broken bowl from which he had just finished eating porridge.

Zhou Lingxing posted notices about how much money the wealthy households had paid. Naturally, some beggars drank the porridge and remembered the benefactor.

The beggar looked at the man who gathered in the crowd with a dissatisfied expression.

"Am I talking nonsense? What do you, a beggar, know? Of course, whoever gives you the money is me!" The fat man with a rough appearance said with disdain in his eyes.

"I don't care, whoever gives us porridge is a kindness! If you have the ability, you can do it. You haven't given out a penny, and you are still making irresponsible remarks here."

The female beggar with a dirty face and disheveled hair next to her looked at the man with disapproval on her face and an unkind look in her eyes.

The man looked at the female beggar who was speaking, full of irony.

"It's good for you. She said she would give you free food, accommodation and skills. Do you think she is really a Bodhisattva? I don't believe this person can have any selfish motives!"

"Maybe it's what it's about!"

"It doesn't matter what I'm trying to do. I'm a beggar. What's the point of me? Using you to fan the flames here has nothing to do with you!" said the female beggar with a fierce personality.

Bai Xueru raised her eyebrows and looked with a smile in her eyes. This woman and Mu Yiyun were destined to get along.

"Yes, you don't care whether we remember her or not!" the beggar next to him said!

"That's right, if I don't see you after paying for it, why would you come out and do something like that!" the female beggar glared.

A scholar squeezed in and looked at the fat man with an angry look on his face, "It's not easy for other people to be a woman, but it's even more rare to have such a heart!"

"How can you be a gentleman by saying bad things about people behind your back?"

The person who spoke was the scholar I met before. I really want to speak out whenever I encounter injustice, so I would be more suitable to be a censor...

Bai Xueru's carriage stopped on the side of the road. He didn't go over and watched quietly!

There was a calm expression on his face, without the slightest hint of anger on his face that he knew he was the person they were talking about.

"What are you doing to a scholar? I'm telling the truth! I can't bear to see her as a woman. It's just her own moral corruption, but she also wants to open a women's college and lead everyone into trouble!"

"If my mother-in-law wants to go to Nao Shizi's asylum, I will divorce her!"

"When did her personal ethics become corrupt? Don't slander her." The scholar looked indignant and asked loudly.

"She is a dissolute widow with bad conduct."

"I heard that she was raped. My third wife was outside the government office that day and heard it with her own ears. She also met many men in the village."

"It is said that she also went to a brothel to redeem the lives of several young men, but I don't know whether she is related to them or not."

Bai Xueru looked at the man in the middle, her eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes cold.

Keep watching,

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The scholar stepped forward to argue with an angry look on his face, his expression ugly.

"I'm talking nonsense, you go and find out if it's true! Huh! This kind of woman should be tied up and dipped in a pig cage,"

"She should not be allowed to go to any women's college. Otherwise, other good women will be led astray!"

The man looked at the men around him and shouted, "Don't you think so? What if your mother-in-law learns from this kind of woman and runs away with a wild man?"

"Yes, we should unite to prevent her from driving!" A man in gray robes in the crowd responded loudly.

"Yes, this kind of woman should be tied up and put in a pig pen!"