The most arrogant in history

Chapter 470 International Migration.

Pang Jia and Sun Yi are also transforming, but not completely.

They believe in science as well as some mysterious things, such as believing that the wooden kite made by their ancestor Mozi can fly in the sky for three days and three nights.

He Tiantian asked again: "By the way, Lord Ye, there are a few smart people from Roman Qin who also want to join our scientific research activities. But I was worried about the technology leaks, so I didn't agree."

The small Roman town of Xiangyang now has five or six hundred Romans, all of whom are elites.

They are also doing scientific research and communicating with Xiangyang craftsmen.

Sun Yi said: "It's easy. If he joins, make him swear to never leave our country and keep it secret forever. If he dares not to obey, kill him."

Ye Kun smiled: "What Sun Yi said is a solution. Let them swear to be loyal to our Chinese Shenzhou. We will give them the identity and treatment of Chinese people and let them study in related fields."

International migration is normal.

He Tiantian nodded and said with a smile: "Those Romans and Indians all want to meet Lord Ye and have some academic exchanges."

Ye Kun asked: "How many Indians are here? Who are they?"

"There are more than 300 Indians, all of them monks, who believe in Buddha, just like our Taishang Laojun."

"Hu monk?"

Ye Kun was a little overwhelmed.

He didn't like monks, and he hated seeing monks preaching here.

Because monks don't work and only talk about theories, they are of no help to the development of science and technology or society.

Once the news spreads, it will be hard to predict whether it will be good or bad for China.

Back then, Ye Kun asked the Taoists to lead the Hundred Schools' Journey to the West, going deep into the Western Regions and Daqin, and then to India, in order to promote Chinese culture and suppress other cultural schools.

Now a group of monks came, making Ye Kun unhappy.

He Tiantian had not yet noticed Ye Kun's thoughts, and asked: "Master Ye, are you free to meet them?"

"Maybe in a few days." Ye Kun changed the subject and said, "Tomorrow I will go to Xiangyang University to visit the Hundred Schools Academy. You and Pang Jia and Sun Yi will go with me."

Xiangyang University is right next to the Science and Technology City, and the two are linked.

Some science teachers are also leaders in research institutes.

He Tiantian was also the vice president of Xiangyang University and often went to the university to give lectures on mathematics, geometry, and physics and chemistry.

He Tiantian nodded and asked his assistant to arrange it first.

Ye Kun returned to his residence, pondered for a moment, and asked Tan Bamao to call Xiangyang Prefect Tang Li and the Dean of Xiangyang Taoist College, Zhang Yuzhen.

Tang Li was originally a minor official in Xiangyang City. Because of his ability and steadiness, he was promoted to be a prefect.

Zhang Yuzhen is the nephew of Zhang Mi, the great Taoist master, and the bloodline of Longhu Mountain.

The two men hurried over and saluted with fists.

Ye Kun asked the two to sit down and said thoughtfully: "A group of Indian monks have come to Xiangyang City. What do you two think?"

Tang Li didn't understand what Ye Kun meant, and replied: "We all treat the King of Han with courtesy according to his wishes. These Hu monks are also well-behaved and don't cause trouble."

Zhang Yuzhen also nodded and said, "I have also come into contact with these monks. They like to preach and discuss the truth. Moreover, they are very eloquent and can make eloquent speeches and wonderful arguments."

Ye Kun sighed:

"These monks come to discuss the truth and preach. They use vague theories about hell, afterlife, cause and effect, etc. to attract followers. They do not produce anything, but rely on empty words to let their followers support them. I don't like this.

Moreover, their ideas are very easy to attract people, just like Huang Tiandao did back then. Once they become large-scale, they will cause unrest. What’s more serious is that China will be completely influenced by their academic studies and become completely barbaric.”

Tang Li was surprised: "I didn't think of this, luckily the King of Han reminded me. In this case, I will kill these foreign monks!"

Zhang Yuzhen said: "If we kill it, it will make us look petty. Let's just drive it away."

Ye Kun waved his hand: "Whether we kill them or drive them away, it will make us look petty."

Tang Li asked: "What should we do then?"

Ye Kun looked at Zhang Yuzhen and asked, "You are the favorite disciple of the Great Heavenly Master and a leading figure in Taoism. If you organize elite disciples to discuss Taoism with those monks, are you sure you can win?"

Zhang Yuzhen thought about it, clasped his fists and said: "Their Buddha is definitely not as good as our Taishang Laojun. In terms of Taoism, I will definitely win!"

"I'm afraid not." Ye Kun shook his head and ordered:

"In the next few days, you take your disciples to learn about the main doctrines of these monks and look for flaws in their tenets. In a few days, I will arrange a debate. Invite Roman Daqin and Indian monks to participate and exchange ideas. If the Indian monks lose the debate, they will naturally have no market to promote their products to."

Zhang Yuzhen clasped his fists and accepted the order, then left with Tang Li.

Ye Kun wrote another letter overnight and sent it to Xuchang to discuss the matter with Sang Buyi and others.

Jasmine was waiting on the side and asked, "Uncle Ye, this seems like a small matter, why are you so cautious?"

"It's a small matter now, but in a thousand years, it will be a big matter."

Ye Kun smiled slightly: "If we don't care, they will build temples everywhere, recruit disciples, and collect incense money. Even more than half of the wealth of the people will go into their pockets or be used to build temples.

I think that the magnificent building of Luoyang White Horse Temple could be replaced by 5,000 small courtyard houses made of bricks and tiles, benefiting 5,000 families. But now the White Horse Temple is inhabited by a bunch of monks who do nothing and still need the support of the people, which is unreasonable.”

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

Ye Kun felt strange when he read this poem before.

What is the function of these 480 temples and so many beautiful pavilions?

Tear it down and distribute the bricks, tiles, wood, and floor stones to the people. That is its real value!

Isn’t it ironic that ordinary people live in leaky and drafty houses and wear tattered clothes, yet they have to support those magnificent temples?

Jasmine smiled and said, "If Uncle doesn't like it, then just drive these people away."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "I will hold a debate meeting to silence them and make them retreat on their own."

"Uncle, you are too stubborn and like to reason. If it were someone else, they would just kill them or drive them away. Who would have the time to argue with them?"

"Haha, it seems you know me very well."

Ye Kun touched Jasmine's head and said with a smile: "Go to bed, girl, it's late."

Jasmine nodded, made the bed for Ye Kun, and then left.

Ye Kun lay on the bed, still thinking about Jasmine's words.

Am I really too strong-willed?

Maybe so.

The next morning, Ye Kun was about to go to the Science and Technology City when Jasmine came running over with a smile: "Uncle, there is good news. Can you guess what it is?"

Ye Kun thought for a moment and asked, "It's either Xiahou Chang's news or Gongsun Shangfei's news, right?"