Cihang Jingzhai definitely paid taxes.
If it did not, Great Han would have marched an army straight in and torn down even its mountain gate. But because of that, Fang Zheng knew Cihang Jingzhai's exact address—well, this was not the original Wuxia World. Things like reclusive sects hidden away in the mountains, unknown to anyone, were simply impossible.
Because even reclusive sects had to pay taxes, all right?
Incidentally, Fang Zheng checked their tax records and discovered that Cihang Jingzhai had existed ever since the founding of Great Han...
MMP, he really had not expected them to hide right under his nose for so many years.
Incidentally, Fang Zheng also found Jingnian Zen Temple's tax records. Just as he had heard, it was a new sect established only last year, and Cihang Jingzhai had acted as its guarantor.
Hmph, so that was it.
After learning this, Fang Zheng understood. It seemed these bald donkeys had been plotting against Great Han for a long time. They had merely remained hidden behind the scenes before, and perhaps because Great Han had risen under his rule, they now wanted to ride its momentum and pull off a merger. After all, the advancement of material civilization could not be separated from the shaping of spiritual civilization. Once people had enough to eat and drink, they would always start pursuing all kinds of random nonsense.
Even in modern times, people still prayed to gods and worshipped Buddha. In this era, even with Fang Zheng's education, it was perfectly normal for some citizens to get fooled.
After all, phone scams still conned plenty of people every year.
Now that Cihang Jingzhai had gained a firm foothold in Great Han, it wanted to bring Jingnian Zen Temple in as well?
Keep dreaming.
Over the next period, what