My Master and I Brainstorm Ideas for Wuwang

If Chen Baiqing's suppression of Cui Hao in all aspects was like a more powerful counterpart with no scruples.

Then Li Yingling's suppression of Cui Hao was purely that of a natural predator.

Li Yingling did not fall for Cui Hao's bluffing techniques, nor did she care about his attempts to play the victim. Her method of dealing with him was simple and effective—you little brat of a junior brother, take a punch from your eldest senior sister!

Cui Hao obviously did not like being beaten up, and he did not have any strange fetishes.

But what kind of nursery rhyme did he make up... If word got out, he would definitely be educated by his eldest senior sister's iron fists.

But if he argued... given his eldest senior sister's temperament, he would probably suffer a couple more punches.

Should he confess and seek leniency, or resist and refuse to comply?

Li Yingling looked at Cui Hao's panicked expression and said with a half-smile,

Little Cui Hao, why aren't you speaking?

It's just that I'm too pleasantly surprised to see you, Eldest Senior Sister. Cui Hao approached with a flattering smile, changing the subject, Why did you come, Eldest Senior Sister? Shouldn't you be in the Central Province taking charge of the overall situation? Did Master come?

Li Yingling closed her book, looking at Cui Hao's clumsy attempt to change the subject, but answered anyway:

According to news from the Buddhist Sect, the Buddhist Son Wu Wang has already arrived in the Southern Jambudvipa. If I didn't come personally, I wouldn't feel quite at ease leaving you junior brothers and sisters here.

As for Master, since I am here, the overall situation in the Central Province will naturally be managed by Master.

Alright, I've answered your questions. Now, my trouble-making fifth junior brother, can you explain what's going on with your nursery rhyme?

Cui Hao chuckled dryly, coming up with an answer least likely to get him beaten:

I recently composed and learned two nursery rhymes, specifically written to help Mr. Li with his teaching. After all, singing is something you learn as you go. Teaching nowadays needs to be multifaceted; rote memorization is too rigid.

Li Yingling nodded in strong agreement upon hearing this:

I suppose I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have such insight.

Cui Hao waved his hands repeatedly and said:

I merely picked up some wisdom from my Eldest Senior Sister's past experiences. I learned it all from you.

Li Yingling smiled and nodded, then pulled a piece of paper from her book and shook it in front of Cui Hao:

Is this the kind of nursery rhyme you composed?

Cui Hao's gaze naturally fell upon it, and his heart grew colder the more he looked.

The paper in Li Yingling's hand was exactly Cui Hao's first nursery rhyme masterpiece.

In this nursery rhyme, Cui Hao first attacked Confucian literature as dog shit, saying that what Li Junzi studied was sniffing after dog shit, and now Li Junzi intended to bring this dog shit in front of everyone for them to sniff.

It was a nursery rhyme with vulgar wording and considerable attack power.

The more vulgar the words in a nursery rhyme, the better its spreading effect.

Obviously, the spreading effect of this nursery rhyme was excellent.

Relying on this nursery rhyme, Cui Hao had also received substantial real silver and gold rewards from many aristocratic families, who commissioned him to continue his creative spirit.

I had just arrived here when I heard many children singing this song, Li Yingling narrowed her eyes. If I find out who wrote this song, I'll skin him alive on the spot.

By the way, Cui Hao, you've been in the capital of the Xuanwu Kingdom for so long, do you have any news about this?

Cui Hao stood frozen on the spot. It was once again a question of confessing for leniency or resisting to the end.

After pondering for a moment, Cui Hao gave in.

With a guilty look on his face and a mournful tone, he said:

Eldest Senior Sister... I wrote it, but I have my reasons...

Enough. Li Yingling interrupted Cui Hao and took back the paper in her hand. Little Baiqing is still Little Baiqing, she really knows how to handle a brat like you.

Hearing this, Cui Hao stared at Li Yingling in a daze.

Li Yingling did not speak. Spiritual energy surged from the book in her hand, and a new piece of paper floated out from its pages.

Cui Hao looked over and silently swallowed his saliva—this was the second version of the nursery rhyme he had written.

Since you brat confessed honestly this time, as your eldest senior sister, I naturally have the magnanimity to let it go. Li Yingling placed the papers back into the book and turned around. I won't discipline you this time. As for your reasons, Mr. Li has already told me.

Li Yingling walked towards the small room where Li Junzi was in secluded writing, gesturing for Cui Hao to follow.

Cui Hao temporarily did not know how to describe his mood. He quickly caught up, following closely behind his eldest senior sister.

Upon entering the door, Cui Hao noticed that everyone inside had already gathered.

Li Xingtian, Chen Baiqing, and Lin Luoyu were all sizing him up, looking him up and down as if searching for where their eldest senior sister had beaten him.

Li Junzi also cast a slightly concerned gaze his way.

Cui Hao secretly rejoiced in his heart. Obviously, this was a private test his eldest senior sister had set up without his knowledge, and he had successfully avoided it by following his instincts!

Entering the room, Li Yingling first smiled and nodded at Li Junzi, then naturally took the lead in speaking:

According to Buddhist news, Wu Wang has personally arrived in the Southern Jambudvipa to oversee the pilot project here.

Li Yingling looked composed. Over the past twenty years or so, she had solidly managed many affairs on behalf of their Master and made the final decisions on many matters.

As soon as she spoke, a natural aura of authority emanated from her. Even though her tone was calm, it subconsciously made people believe in her.

Cui Hao had been following Chen Baiqing to handle matters recently, and his eldest senior sister was usually busy, so they had naturally interacted less. At this moment, Li Yingling's aura made Cui Hao feel that his eldest senior sister had evolved.

Li Yingling, already accustomed to this, naturally continued:

The aristocratic families and dignitaries use knowledge as authority, aiming for thousands of years of wealth and status.

They also assume that the sovereign will resist the new policies for the sake of national stability and their loyalty.

Naturally, if no external force breaks this thousand-year tacit agreement, things would probably develop exactly as those dignitaries envision.

Therefore, the purpose of bringing in the Buddhist Sect is to break these tacit agreements.

Since ancient times, the Buddhist Sect has flourished in the mortal realm until today. Besides its core teachings meeting the needs of emperors, it is also because they have the Buddhist Sect—one of the eighteen immortal sects of the Central Province—as their ultimate backer.

So from ancient times to the present, there has never been a situation where the Buddhist Sect was rejected.

As for how to provoke a conflict between the aristocratic families and the Buddhist Sect, that is naturally the simplest thing—visible benefits.

The Buddhist Sect wants to promote Theravada Buddhism, but they naturally cannot send out all their Arhats and Bodhisattvas. Ultimately, it will still be those ordinary monks practicing Buddhist teachings in mortal temples who will promote it.

Master and I gave Wu Wang a reminder. Promoting Theravada Buddhism is inherently a thankless task. Even with an edict from the Buddhist Sect, it absolutely cannot be smoothly implemented without benefits.

Furthermore, immortal sects cannot overly involve themselves in secular dynasties. The benefits must be distributed among the masses so that everyone is willing to promote it together.

Therefore, Master and I gave Wu Wang an idea.

Temples recognized by the Buddhist Sect to propagate Theravada Buddhism can accept Land Offerings. That is, temples allow believers to offer land to the temple, and this land will not be inherited by the temple, but by the Buddhist Sect of the Central Province.

"That is to say, the acquired land becomes the property of the Buddhist factions of the Central State, while the actual benefits are distributed to the local temples."

Li Xingtian sighed with emotion as he listened. This was clearly a front for protection. However, there was still one thing he did not quite understand, so he asked,

"But why would those noble families willingly contribute their land to the Buddhist temples? Are we going to use cultivator methods to force them?"

Li Yingling chuckled and shook her head, saying,

"What kind of underhanded tactic is that? We immortals naturally act openly and honorably."

"As the Buddhist factions promote the Lesser Vehicle Dharma, aside from cultivating oneself, they naturally must also do their utmost to help deliver others from the sea of suffering."

"After all, if there are no believers and no tangible benefits, why would anyone believe in your Lesser Vehicle Dharma?"

"Therefore, my master and I came up with another idea for Wu Wang."