Chapter 54: Preparation for winter

"You said you are from the hundreds of families, what are you guys who losers do?" Yi Fan asked the two curiously.

When he heard Yi Fan's words, the two Gongshu brothers were a little dissatisfied.

"I said, Junior Brother Yi, is it interesting for you to do this? You have also let you beat me, and you have also drunk tea, and you still say that.

What about our Baijiajia? You are not a member of the Baijiajiajiajiajia. Who in the world doesn’t know what our public losers do? Even if you want to pretend, you have to ask a decent question!"

Yi Fan wondered in his heart, was this public loser really famous?

In order not to expose his ignorance, Yi Fan did not ask again. After waiting for advice on his golden finger, he would know everything.

Chang'an City, an unknown corner.

Concubine Yang was dressed in a strong outfit, followed by two maids carrying swords.

Concubine Yang looked at Yang Su and asked, "When did you arrive in Chang'an? Do you don't know how dangerous Chang'an is?"

Yang Su said indifferently: "I'm fine. As long as you don't tell the thief, who can know that I'm the princess of the previous dynasty?"

Concubine Yang sighed and said, "I know you don't like your aunt marrying the current emperor. But what can I do? After all, their men have the final say in this world.

Otherwise, how could my Yang family have no one to live? It’s because you are a daughter that no one has followed you over the years.

Didn’t I stop you from using Ke’er to achieve the purpose of indirect restoring the country? This is a good thing for you or the Yang family or Ke’er.”

Yang Suyu said disdainfully: "Don't think I don't know. You just want to use the power in my hands to help my cousin ascend the throne.

If I hadn't had a better choice, I wouldn't have let you succeed. If I hadn't been afraid that you would have ruined my big deal, I wouldn't have come out to see you."

Concubine Yang smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you, my aunt and nephew would go together, and they all wanted to use this hundred schools."

This Mid-Autumn Festival is destined to be an uneasy night.

Master Xuanhui was a little uneasy when he knew that several nephews failed to assassinate Yi Fan. Then, the painful Daming Temple was slaughtered all over, and even the temple was burned.

Xuanhui knew that this was a revenge from people from hundreds of schools of thought and a warning to Buddhism.

In the palace.

The inner guard reported to Li An: "Old ancestor, the group of monks who committed the crime have found out that they are monks from Daming Temple. They have already killed no mercy according to the emperor's instructions, and there is no living person in the temple."

Xuanhui came to Daci Temple and found Xuanku who was meditating. The only people of the Xuan generation in Chang'an City were left.

When you hear the mysterious pain in meditation, you will know who the person is when you hear the sound of footsteps.

"Sister Xuanhui, what's the use of coming to me now? I didn't agree to you to provoke Yi Fan. Even though you knew there were people from hundreds of schools behind him, you still had to do your own thing.

The current situation was created, the dead were dead, the detained were detained, and there was no living in the entire temple, and the temple was burned to a pile of ashes.

Now I can only hope that they just warn us, otherwise our Buddhists will be ready to fight with the Hundred Schools!"

If Li Shimin knew that his order to kill without mercy would cause such a misunderstanding to Buddhism, I don’t know how he would feel.

Buddhism was thinking about how to deal with the hundreds of schools, but Yi Fan was also thinking about how to deal with the Buddhism.

Buddhism took action against him twice, as the saying goes, it is impolite to come but not go.

Early the next morning, Chang'an City, which had just woken up from its sleep, was a sensation.

Two aunts who were squatting at the door were washing clothes and chatting about this.

"Hey, have you heard of it? Daming Temple was burned last night."

"Of course I heard that, I also heard that the monk from Daming Temple lent the incense money we donated on weekdays to others in the form of usury, which caused many people to be destroyed, and their families were destroyed and their wives and children were separated."

Two hawkers carrying loads were also talking about this.

"I heard that the host of Daming Temple who was burned last night was the monk who was beheaded two days ago."

"Yes, I heard about it, too. If you want to say that this monk who killed the whole family was caught by the little god."

"I didn't expect that these monks who were full of compassion were actually some unforgivable people behind their backs."

Diners in various restaurants also talked about Buddhism.

"Brother Wang, I heard that many of the nuns in Jingxin Temple had secretly had children who had children who were not sure whose father was."

"Brother Qian, who doesn't know about this now in Chang'an City? Alas, these people who have been asking us to be purified and have few desires all day long are they..."

Such conversations can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.

Yi Fan praised Yi Yun very hard this time. These rumors in Chang'an City were naturally spread by Yi Fan.

As long as Buddhism becomes a cross-border rat in Chang'an City, Yi Fan doesn't believe that those monks and nuns can still stay in Chang'an City.

If the monks who attacked him had not been dead, he would not have just made the reputation of Buddhism smell so simple.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and even the children are reluctant to eat ice cream. There is almost no business in the world these days.

The Gongshu brothers have made a lot of hot pot tables, but the smokeless charcoal that Yi Fan wants cannot be bought.

Ordinary charcoal is easy to buy, but it cannot be used. Think about it, this kind of smoked charcoal is used under dozens of hot pot tables in the whole world.

I guess after a hot pot meal, I will be smoked into black Africans. So if you want to do this hot pot business, you can only use smokeless charcoal.

But this thing is really hard to buy, and those who make charcoal are not fools. As autumn passes, winter comes.

What is the best thing to buy in winter? Naturally, charcoal was not the world's temperature in ancient times, so it was absolutely cold in winter.

Charcoal is definitely an urgently needed and in short supply, and smokeless charcoal is the first choice for princes and nobles in winter. If ordinary charcoal is not used well, it will cause carbon monoxide poisoning.

Yi Fan came to the counter and asked Wu Meiniang who was flipping through the account book: "How did you buy charcoal?"

Wu Meiniang shook her head and said, "I asked Yi Feng and the others to travel all the families who made charcoal in Chang'an City.

Only a few of them are willing to sell at high prices, mainly because of the charcoal they make.

As early as last winter, I was booked by those nobles, otherwise so many people would not have frozen to death every winter."

It is hard for Yi Fan to imagine that it is freezing to death in winter. In this era without cotton and air conditioning, everything is so natural.

?Yi Fan thought to himself: "It seems that we have to make some preparations for this winter."

Yi Fan used paper and pen on the counter to draw a cotton pattern, and casually attracted Yi Chengfeng, who happened to pass by.

He handed him the paper and said, "You go find someone and ask him to find people from the Western Regions to inquire about such things. I want to buy them, and I want as much as I want."
Chapter completed!