What?

Zhu Yunyu opened his eyes in confusion, and while taking a breath of air conditioning, a fishy smell came to his face.

Head!

In the wooden box, there was a lifelike monk head marinated with lime!

Who is this?

Zhu Yunxi quickly threw it aside and took out a veil to wipe his hands. He was a human being in two lives, and had seen birth, old age, sickness and death, but he had never seen the dead head with his own eyes. Although it was not a bloody scene, he felt strange and terrible no matter how he looked at it.

Daoyan! Yao Guangxiao! The old man walked into the field and said without looking back, have we told you that you should be scolded? Swear what should be scolded, and kill what should be killed!

It was Yao Guangxiao!

Zhu Yunxiu looked at the head again, and the old man sent someone to Peiping thousands of miles to bring Yao Guangxiao's head back!

However, Zhu Yunxiu always feels something is wrong.

This monk is the right-hand man of the King of Yan, so he died like this?

It was you who sent someone.........

After committing suicide, the Jinyiwei brought the head back! The old man bent down on the ground and said.

Zhu Yunxiu felt even more wrong. How could Yao Guangxiao commit suicide if he had such a disaster?

It should be noted that good people in this world do not live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years. As the saying goes, killing people, setting fires, building bridges and repairing roads without corpses, the more people hate them, the more they live a nourishing life.

Such a person, even if everyone in the world is dead, he will not be willing to commit suicide!

Have you ever met Yao Guangxiao? Not to mention........., Zhu Yunqiu kept silent.

The old man in the field said, "You mean, I just found a monk over there to fool us?"

Is that right? Do you always have no idea? You see through it and don’t say it out loud. You are always willing to let your son go. What can I say as a grandson?

Zhu Yunxiu did not follow the old man's words, but pointed to the head of the guard beside him and said, throwing this thing away and finding a place to bury it!

Don’t! The old man spoke again, slandered things and buried them in the fields!

After the words came, several guards took the heads and the old man skillfully dug a hole in the field, threw the heads in, and after filling the soil, he skillfully stepped on them.

Grandpa! Buried this? Zhu Yunxiu rolled up his sleeves and walked into the field.

The man is fat! The old man stepped on a few more steps, and the fat land is the best! Let me tell you that the best crops grow on the edge of the cemetery, green and green!

(The crops, corn and other crops next to the crematorium in my hometown look big in other places!)

Grandpa! Zhu Yunxi smiled and said, this is the land you planted. After the autumn harvest, you still have to eat this grain!

Why? I feel uncomfortable? The old man rolled his eyes. The rice we planted last year was watered with manure! It tastes good if you don’t eat it! You eat the small fish and eels in it, too. You also ate it very beautifully. You ate the snails yourself!

Uh! For no reason, Zhu Yun burped.

Looking at the green crops in the fields, I thought to myself that during the autumn harvest, I would like to give this piece of grain to the King of Yan to taste the grain that is nourished by human fertilizer!

This monk did not do good things during his lifetime, and it would be a merit to die of fat land! The old man smiled.

The old man's words just lead to Zhu Yunxi's intention.

Grandpa, you are right. These monks do not do good things! Zhu Yunxi smiled and pretended to work, saying, "I don't have to do childbirth, I will chant a few words of Amitabha, and I will collect incense money after a few words of reincarnation, and everyone has a big ear!

Not all this! There are good people in the world, there are bad people, good monks and bad monks! The old man said that the people believe in Buddha, and Buddha talks about compassion, and cannot be generalized by partiality! In the past, when wars were in trouble, many temples opened relief porridge factories, and countless people were living! As he said that, he sighed, sometimes, these monks also did a lot of good things!

Speaking of this, the old man turned his head and looked at Zhu Yunxiu, saying very well what he did? Do you want to deal with the monk?

It’s not that my grandson wants to deal with them! Zhu Yunxi smiled and said, my grandson saw the memorial presented in Lu'an County this morning. It was raining heavily this year, and many people’s fields flooded. That year, some temples took advantage of the disaster of the people and put out seals of money.

Not only Lu'an, but last year the Ministry of Revenue began to count the land, but the statistics were all the people, and the fields in the temple were not easy to count. In recent years, the country has been stable, but the temples hide the population and occupy the fields have occurred frequently. Moreover... Zhu Yunxiu pondered and looked at the old man. Moreover, there are too many tax exemptions for monks!

Although the old man had been a monk, he had no good feelings for these people. However, in the early years of the country and the country was still uncertain, in order to stabilize the place and win over all forces in Jiangnan, the old man adopted a kind attitude.

If Buddha is good, temples may not be necessary. The temples in the south of the Yangtze River are more magnificent than the temples in the north, and there are more temples. As early as the 19th Yuan Dynasty, these temples did not pay taxes, and even local landlords.

In the early years of the country's dynasty, in order to facilitate management, some local monks were awarded monks. Yao Guangxiao was a monk official, otherwise he would not have been able to come to Zhu Di.

With an official position, it can be tax-free. Therefore, in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, many temples have a large amount of fertile land and a large amount of temples produce gold and silver. Moreover, because they can be tax-free, many believers and people handed over the land to the temple and willingly became tenants.

The people have been busy all year round, sweat beads fell on the ground and turned into eight petals. After collecting some food, they have to pay the imperial grain and perform labor service. It is too unfair that those monks do nothing and enjoy their achievements! Zhu Yunxiu continued to say that tax exemption is the grace of the emperor's grandfather to scholars. Monks are from the country and the people... Why should they be tax exemption?

Seeing the old man standing in the field and thinking for a while, Zhu Yunxiu said again, the grandson was not going to do anything to destroy Buddhism, but to control it. The cancellation of monks is the national weapon for the country to obtain scholars and cannot be granted. In addition, according to the size of the temple and the number of monks, the temple property is determined to be self-sufficient. In addition, the incense given by the people is enough for them to live well!

My grandson did this to prevent land annexation. He checked the land and population of the temple, gave the hidden population to the people, and gave the large amount of land to the local government to farm. This is a good thing for the country and the people.

This matter is to offend people! The old man said.

You teach your grandson that being an emperor means making decisions for the people of the world. If you make decisions for others, you must offend others! Zhu Yunsheng smiled and said, as long as it is beneficial to the country, what are you afraid of offending others?

Doing so will offend a group of people and vested interests.

I'm afraid that you have this idea, it's not just a memorial from Lu'an, right? The old man asked with a smile.

Grandpa Emperor has a sharp eye! Zhu Yunxi smiled.

This is not flattery. The old man's political wisdom is indeed far beyond ordinary people. You can see the joints in it at a glance.

The official positions and tax exemptions of monks were abolished, and the land and population of temples were investigated. In addition to Zhu Yunyu, there were also those orthodox Confucian scholars who studied and studied.

Buddha is a good thing, and he encourages people to do good. However, there have been countless monks who have used the Buddha's name to harm the world. The Ming Dynasty now seems to be full of flowers, but there are only so many lands in the world. The vassal kings occupied a lot, and the aristocratic families occupied a lot. How many can they be distributed to the people?

Moreover, from a selfish perspective, tax exemption is a privilege for scholars. Why can monks also have it? Which monks can be granted monks? It is unreasonable.

Zhu Yunyu was happy to see this dispute. He wanted to use the scholars to abolish the privileges of monks and control the land of temples. On the other hand, after suppressing this class, he would have reason to abolish the tax-free privileges of scholars in the future.

The old man walked from the ground to the shore with his hands behind his back. Who else has written a memorial?

Ling Han, Minister of Personnel, Zhao Mian, Minister of Revenue, Fang Xiaoru, Hanlin Scholar, Huang Zicheng, Imperial College Priest Zhan Tong, Left Censor of the Inspectorate Zhang Gou, Hangzhou Prefect Zhang Shan, Jiangxi Provincial Administrator, Zhejiang Provincial Administrator......

Zhu Yunqiu read a long list of officials, basically all of them were officials of his group. Now when his power spoke, he could almost do half of the court.

What are you thinking? The old man sat down, patted the dust on his legs and said, "This is not easy to deal with."

Grandson thought, whoever takes the lead in the memorials would ask him to do it! Zhu Yunxi smiled and asked them to come up with the detailed regulations and then push them to the front desk to handle it!
Chapter completed!