Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king Chapter 90: Let’s go to Longfu Temple first. It doesn’t matter whether you are a monk or a Taoist priest. Just kill him! Those who hoard things, kill them!
Chapter 90: Let’s go to Longfu Temple first. It doesn’t matter whether you are a monk or a Taoist priest. Just kill him! Those who hoard things, kill them!
On the way back to Beijing, Ye Sheng received three imperial edicts.
His official position changed three times a day, and he was speechless.
Entering Gyeonggi, he saw hungry people everywhere. Some even wore cotton-padded jackets and Liuhetong hats. They looked like members of the Communist Party of China, but their faces were pale, and they were crowded together with the refugees.
Ye Sheng asked and found out that he was the master of Daxing Village. Since the rice store had not sold grain for a few days, he had to drag his family out to find some food.
I haven’t had anything to eat for two days, and I’m going to starve to death.
I felt better in the first two days. I ate grass seed bark porridge. Although I couldn't fill my stomach, at least I was still alive.
Today there is absolutely nothing to eat. There is a bare field outside the city, and all the edible and inedible things have been eaten.
He wanted to go to the city to join his relatives, but the city gate was closed and soldiers were guarding it, so he couldn't get in.
They were so hungry that they gathered together as a family, scraping wood foam in the woods and mixing it with snow to cook and drink.
Ye Sheng glanced at the woods outside the city. Countless refugees gathered around to scrape foam from the trees and boil water to drink.
"Where in Gyeonggi Province was hit by the disaster?" Ye Sheng was confused.
I asked a few people, and they actually said that there was no disaster, but that they had no food at home and went out to look for something to eat.
In this lean season, there is no green grass at all, where can we find food?
Ye Sheng saw that these people were all well-dressed. They were probably not victims of the disaster who had traveled from other places, but seemed to be locals, and their accents were also local. He thought it was somewhere in Gyeonggi that caused the disaster. He must write a memorial to inform His Majesty.
When he was asking questions, another group came from the direction of Fangshan. They were all well-dressed, but their eyes were green. Especially when they saw Ye Sheng's carriage, they kept drooling.
"Fangshan was also hit by a disaster?" Ye Sheng walked over and asked.
"Master!"
At this time, a woman rushed over with a child, knelt on the ground, and grabbed the hem of Ye Sheng's official robe: "Master, please take me in. I can do anything. As long as you give me a bite to eat, what do you think?"
You can do whatever you want!"
"You don't like me, my daughter. My daughter hasn't married anyone yet. As long as you like her, you can let her be a fire maid. If you look up to her and reward her with a wife, it will be her ancestor's merit.
Okay, Sir, just do it, do it, do it!”
She pulled her little son in her arms again: "He, he is smart, he can be your long-term follower! Master, please do a good job and take our mother and son in!"
Ye Sheng was completely stunned. Seeing that this sister-in-law was well-dressed, she didn't look like someone who sold her son or daughter.
"Sir, my family is an innocent family, and my husband is a soldier in the Beijing camp! If I hadn't been so hungry, I wouldn't have sold my sons or daughters. In the past, my daughters came to ask for marriage incessantly.
I didn’t even agree..."
The woman burst into tears before she finished speaking.
Seeing her say this, a dozen women came over and knelt down, begging Ye Sheng to take them in.
"You all get up first. I have some money here. You can use it to buy some food and tide over the difficulties first." Ye Sheng smiled bitterly. He was really confused.
"I don't want money. Money is useless now. I need food!" A woman cried and howled.
"You can buy it if you have money." Ye Sheng persuaded him earnestly.
But he didn't expect the woman to take out a handful of silver and throw it on the ground: "What's the use of this thing! It can't be eaten or drunk, and my family has it too! My family is Mr. Zhuang, and my man is the eldest young master. He died of hunger yesterday.
, if you see how pretty I am, just accept me! Woohoo!"
Other women also shouted, saying that they were innocent women, and they would do anything if they gave them a bite to eat.
"How could it be so, how could it be so!"
Ye Sheng sighed sadly, what difficulties could force these innocent women to give up their virginity?
His tendency to be compassionate toward others has returned again.
"Sister-in-law, everyone, listen to me!"
"I am an official of the imperial court. I will go to the palace to report to Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty is concerned about the country and the people, so he must find a way to provide relief to you and others."
"But please be patient, the court will find a proper solution..."
Before Ye Sheng finished speaking, a woman stood up and spat on his face.
"It's all that dog emperor who collects food at high prices, which makes us have no food to eat!" The woman roared angrily.
But it attracted echoes from the refugees.
Ye Sheng was just about to scold him, but he saw the crowd was excited. Countless refugees scolded the emperor and the court, and some even stared at him with red eyes.
My heart was filled with compassion, and I didn’t dare to respond.
Seeing that Ye Sheng was silent and silent, the refugees from Fangshan were angered.
He pointed at Ye Sheng and cursed: "It's a dog official like you who makes us starve!"
"Kill this dog official!"
"Cook him and eat his meat!"
The refugees, who were originally starving, turned blue when they heard the word "eat" and stared at Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng heard the sound of swallowing saliva and secretly regretted it.
"This horse is given to you. I will go to the palace to report to Your Majesty. If you believe me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory one..."
Ye Sheng ran away before he finished speaking.
I don’t want anything anymore and rush towards the city gate as hard as I can!
"Help! I am Ye Sheng, Minister of Rites, open the city gate quickly!" Ye Sheng ran and shouted at the city gate.
"Don't let that bitch go!" The first woman to kneel down swooped over vigorously.
Fortunately, Ye Sheng was caught off guard and ran fast enough.
The woman jumped away and swallowed viciously: "He is the one who teased the dog emperor and made us hungry! Eat him!"
Ye Sheng is lean and pays great attention to his diet and maintains good health.
Although he is over forty years old, he can run very fast. In addition, the refugees have been without food for several days, so naturally they cannot keep up with him.
But with a flash of his peripheral vision, he saw on the top of the city, the defenders were stringing their bows, and the arrow tips were flashing with cold light.
He was so anxious that he took out the official guide from his arms.
"I am the minister! Don't shoot arrows. I am the minister of the dynasty. I am an official! This is an official robe, an official robe!"
In desperation, Ye Sheng pulled open his official robe and waved it in the wind so that the soldiers on the wall could see clearly.
"Don't do anything, the one under the city is an official!" A small flag shouted.
I quickly went to report it to my superior, who came over to take a look and saw Ye Sheng looking like a monkey on a jumping horse, wearing obscene clothes and waving his official robe.
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"He's an official. Put it down in a hanging basket."
When Ye Sheng was hung up to the city gate, he vaguely saw the refugees chasing him before running to the city wall.
But the small flag on the city wall waved.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Arrows flew across the sky, and the sister-in-law who was about to sell her daughter to him was hit by an arrow in the chest and fell to the ground.
There seemed to be a bit of relief in her pupils.
Seeing the blood, the refugees dispersed in a hurry.
However, Ye Sheng saw someone dragging the body of the sister-in-law. Her son and daughter tried their best to protect their mother, but they were kicked over by the outnumbered refugees and were ultimately outnumbered.
"I can eat meat, I can eat meat..."
Ye Sheng seemed to hear the laughter of the refugees, and he shuddered.
Standing on the top of the city, he suddenly laughed twice and burst into tears from the corners of his eyes.
Along the way, people's livelihood has been difficult.
He thought his heart was as hard as iron, but he still couldn't help crying.
"Sir, do you want me to send you to Beijing?" That little flag is quite good at flattering.
"No need, I can leave."
Ye Sheng's lips twitched, forcing a smile: "What's your name?"
"Xing Han, I have met Lord Shangshu!" Xiaoqi bowed respectfully.
"I will express my merits to Your Majesty."
Xiao Qi, named Xing Han, was overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly.
But Ye Sheng had no intention of being false. He wanted to enter the palace quickly and report the matter to His Majesty, so he said directly: "Prepare a carriage for me, and go to my home to pick it up in the evening."
"I obey my orders!" Xing Han knew that if he curry favor with the minister, he would soar into the sky.
Looking at the prosperity in Beijing, Ye Sheng's face was filled with sadness.
There is only a wall between them, but it is like heaven and hell.
However, he discovered a strange sight. There was a long queue at the door of the grain store.
As the carriage was driving on the road, he quickly wrote a memorial in the carriage, reporting what he saw and heard outside the city to His Majesty, asking His Majesty to provide relief quickly to avoid disaster.
He entered the palace all the way and entered Fengtian Hall.
Outside the palace gate, the emperor's roar was heard.
"What a great Gonggun Lord!"
"Forcing farmers in Gyeonggi Province to sell grain and sell it to me at a high price!"
"What a business! You guys are so smart!"
"Okay!"
"I don't need to ask you for money!"
"I don't dare to ask for it. I'm afraid that because of the money, you will try to usurp the throne again and kill me. But what should I do?"
"Okay, I have a broad mind, so I won't mention this until I mention it!"
"But what about the food? You come to me, what can I do?"
"Can I still conjure food?"
Zhu Qiyu got angry at Fengtian Palace.
All the officials in the capital knelt in the Fengtian Hall. Those who could not kneel inside the hall knelt outside the hall. The whole square was full of people kneeling.
Everyone was dripping with cold sweat and looking forward with stern eyebrows.
"You guys give me some advice! I can't do anything!" After getting angry, Zhu Qiyu sat slumped on the dragon chair.
I wanted to kill someone, but an abyss appeared in front of me. Is killing someone useful?
"Your Majesty, I thought it would be better to use a harsh hand!" Liu Ke said to Dai Ang during the incident.
"Kill?"
"You don't have a brain!"
"Is the problem the refugees outside the city?"
"Farmers in Gyeonggi Province have no food in their homes. Do you dare to say that people in the city have surplus food in their homes?"
"Did they also sell it? Did they all make money from me?"
"Believe it or not, I sent out the soldiers of the nine sects, and the city fell immediately."
"I don't know if the Forbidden City can be defended, but your family will definitely bear the brunt. I don't know what hungry people will do if they rush in!"
Zhu Qiyu was in a good mood and just enjoyed the feeling of being in power.
As a result, Chaowu gave him a sinkhole! No, it was an abyss!
What caused chaos in the past dynasties? Isn’t it just about having enough to eat!
If it cannot be solved properly, I will wait until I become the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and I am afraid that I will not even be as good as Chongzhen.
Dion retreated angrily.
"Li Xian, tell me what you can do!" Zhu Qiyu named him.
Li Xian looked bitter: "I have two options. One is to urge the canal transport yamen to transport grain to Beijing as quickly as possible; the other is to recover some of the grain to meet the urgent need."
"Is this a way? I need you to tell me? I don't have a brain, I don't know how to think about it myself?" Zhu Qiyu caught him and sprayed him to death.
Li Xian knelt down, lowered his head, and did not dare to speak.
"It's urgent, it's urgent, how to prepare dinner tonight! Tell me!" Zhu Qiyu was furious.
"Wei Chen thought that we could go to the temple to borrow some money." Li Xian said it bravely without fear of being scolded.
This is the countermeasure they discussed at Hu Hui's house.
"Go ahead and borrow it, I can't do anything." Zhu Qiyu couldn't spare his dignity.
He simply lay down on the dragon chair, put his hands in his sleeves, and closed his eyes.
Li Xian winked at Hu Hui with all his strength.
"Your Majesty, I think I can borrow money in the name of the court, and then return it to the temple when I have the money and food. What do you think?" Hu Ming advised.
Zhu Qiyu opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Old Master, are you also participating?"
Hu Xi is embarrassed to speak.
"What a good guy, there are so many loyal ministers in the dynasty, but I am a foolish king, what a fucking irony!"
"You know whether he is loyal or traitorous!"
Zhu Qiyu simply turned around and said, "Hey, you guys are thick-skinned. Go and borrow it yourself. I can't do anything. I'm just waiting in the Fengtian Hall, waiting for the hungry people to rush in and chop off my head and play it as a ball. I admit it." p>
Seeing that the emperor had given up his choice, Hu Hui looked bitter: "Your Majesty, I still need to ask for your Majesty's imperial edict..."
"Get out!"
"Do you want me to wipe your butt for the mistakes you made?"
"Is this my imperial edict that I am robbing farmers of their grain? Or is it that I am buying low and selling high to make my own money?"
"Old Master, thank you for saying these words!"
Zhu Qiyu sat up angrily, with a pitiful expression: "Old Master, how do you usually teach me? Have you forgotten? You taught me to be a wise king who loves the people like a son!"
"I did it. I sold the Imperial Manor and the Imperial Store. I sold everything that could be sold in the palace!"
"For the sake of the war and the victims, I ate porridge and pickles for more than half a month, and I couldn't even bear to eat an egg!"
"What about you?"
"Buying low and selling high has forced farmers into refugees and sold off the food rations of millions of people in Gyeonggi Province!"
"Are you just greedy for the money from selling grain? Is your family really short of that little money? Old lady!"
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"What kind of money is that? Don't you know it?"
"If you move even a little bit, someone will die in Shandong!"
"Are you comfortable spending this money? It's all blood-stained money!"
"I have no shame to tell you!"
"I really don't know what the late emperor's spirit in heaven would think when he saw his trusted minister burying the Ming Dynasty with his own hands."
"I thought you were going to be Yu Wenji!"
"As a result, you are not even as good as Yu Wenji!"
Zhu Qiyu scolded Hu Hui to death.
Hu Xi burst into tears.
He always thought he was maintaining the Ming artifacts, but he didn’t know that the person who dug up the roots of the Ming Dynasty with his own hands was actually himself!
"Old minister is guilty!"
"I feel ashamed of my late emperor, Taizong, and Renzong!"
"No one is as good as me, I am the most stupid minister in the history!"
"It was the veteran who harmed the Ming Dynasty!"
Hu Hu kept kowtowing and burst into tears: "I am willing to die to apologize!"
It’s over! Overacting again?
This old cunning guy!
I wanted to take the opportunity to reduce Hu Hui's power, but Hu Hui didn't want to hold back and risked his life to invite fame. He was cunning enough.
"Your Majesty, this is a serious crime committed by me. I am seeking petty advantages. I beg your Majesty to have mercy!" Li Xian knelt on the ground and excused Hu Hui.
"Okay!"
Zhu Qiyu borrowed the donkey from the slope and said: "I had prepared the Emperor's Sword, and planned to kill everyone in the court, and then commit suicide to apologize."
"But think about it, I am the emperor, I cannot be a coward! I am escaping from reality."
"Old lady, please get up too, everyone, please get up."
"Think of a way to get through this period of time without killing anyone!"
"Forget about the stupid method of sending troops to kill all the refugees. Millions of people in Gyeonggi Province, and even the entire Hebei and half of Henan, can they be killed completely?"
"Let's talk about it, what should we do?"
Zhu Qiyu stopped being arrogant. He had just caught a king bomb and was enjoying himself. However, he stopped playing and felt like a Japanese dog.
"I think borrowing food from monks and Taoists is the only way!"
"Your Majesty will continue to urge water transportation and transport more grain to Beijing."
"We will collect grain from Henan and Liaodong, and transport some from the nearest place to solve the urgent need. We will return it to them later, or buy it..."
Before Hu Xi finished speaking, Zhu Qiyu glanced at him.
Still buying?
Do you want Henan and Liaodong to repeat this scene?
"Old Master, go and borrow it from the monks. I can't issue this imperial edict, so I'll just pass it down orally." Zhu Qiyu didn't want to leave any trace behind.
"I thought it would be easy for people to misunderstand if they came to borrow money from one family to another."
"Or letting the people in the capital know that the capital is short of food could make people uneasy and cause panic."
"How about taking advantage of the opportunity of the Spring Dragon Day, His Majesty holds a Buddhist and Taoist event in the palace, and invites eminent monks, Taoist priests, and lamas from Beijing to enter the palace to participate in the event."
"We are just in time, please ask the temple to provide a sum of food."
Hu Hui has done a lot of damage, let’s have it all in one pot.
However, in this way, the emperor's reputation will definitely be ruined among the monks and Taoists.
Unless Zhu Qiyu is willing to reward monks and Taoists lavishly and give them what they want, the storm can be resolved.
Hu Hui just wanted to use political concessions in exchange for borrowing food from the temple.
After all, I am at a disadvantage and you are taking advantage.
"Old Master, this strategy is inevitable, but I want to know how much food is lacking in the capital?" Zhu Qiyu nodded slowly.
Hu Xi was also confused and turned to look at Li Xian and others.
Everyone is confused.
But at this moment, Ye Sheng asked to see you.
"Ye Sheng, Minister of Rites, may I send you greetings, Holy Gong!" Ye Sheng knelt on the ground after saluting.
"I'm safe!"
Zhu Qiyu asked him to get up.
Ye Sheng submitted a memorial describing what he saw and heard outside the city.
"How could it be so serious?" Hu Xi was shocked.
"Hu Shangshu, I have only seen the tip of the iceberg. The real situation is probably ten times or a hundred times more serious!"
Ye Sheng didn't know that Hu Xi became the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and was granted the title of Taifu, so he was called him so.
Li Xian looked at Lin Cong, Lin Cong looked at Wang Zhi, Wang Zhi looked at Wang Hong, and everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"It shouldn't be."
Wang Hong murmured: "We do collect grain, but the official amount of money is very high. How much grain can the Ministry of Household purchase with 190,000 taels of silver? How can it be so serious?"
"Yeah!"
These are all mature guys who immediately realized what the problem was.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid someone is hoarding it!"
Wang Wen knelt on the ground and said fiercely: "I ask your Majesty to send out the royal guards to raid the grain stores in Beijing. The proceeds will be enough to help the hungry people!"
That's right.
Someone must be hoarding money, because news of the severe floods in Shandong has spread, and the palace must be raising money to buy food for relief.
How could a shrewd Ming businessman miss such a good opportunity to make money?
"Yeah." Zhu Qiyu pondered.
Killing a few businessmen is no problem.
But, what if the grain merchant’s grain is not in Beijing? Wouldn’t it be enough to scare the snake?
"Who among you is in the food business?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
The courtiers are all pure husbands who read books from sages and sages, so how can they do things that reek of copper?
It can be said well in the books of sages that the emperor does not compete with the people for profit, and his official is not the emperor, but the people.
"I'm not looking for blame, but I want to know where the warehouse of the Beijing-China Grain Merchant is located?" Zhu Qiyu softened his tone.
Hu Bi, Lin Cong, and Li Xian looked at Mu Zhuang.
Mu Zhuang's face turned pale and he hesitated: "There is a small grain shop in Weichen's house!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes sharpened, you probably have a share in the hoarding!
"Tell me! Where is the grain merchant's warehouse?"
Mu Zhuang was frightened: "As far as Wei Chen knows, there are three large grain merchants in the capital, all merchants from the south of the Yangtze River. They transport grain from the south of the Yangtze River to sell in the capital."
"Generally warehouses are located near water transport terminals."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes lit up, Zhang Wan!
"Your Majesty!"
But Hu Xi stopped him: "Your Majesty, it's better to send someone to find out the truth first. We can't take action immediately. Once the grain merchants are prepared, it will be difficult."
This is what an old man says when he plans to seek a country.
However, Zhu Qiyu glanced at all the officials in Beijing.
The backers behind these grain merchants are all standing in the court hall.
Do you think they care about the lives of the people, or about their own pockets?
It must be the money bag, otherwise why would he be so ruthless and buy the food rations for millions of people in Gyeonggi Province just to sell them to the Ministry of Household Affairs at a high price?
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What if they are not satisfied yet and want a higher price to sell to the common people?
"I'll give you a chance to stand up!"
Zhu Qiyu stood up from the dragon chair: "Now is the autumn of critical life and death, and the country, the country, and the country depend on your thoughts!"
"Once the refugees turn into rebels and cause chaos in the capital, it will not be good for you!"
"What's the use of hoarding so much food?"
"I'm not a man who steals and plunders. I'll spend my money to buy it. It's the same as last time. The Ministry of Household Affairs collects the grain and you decide the price. How about it?"
"Come forward and I'll just pretend nothing happened, okay?"
Zhu Qiyu's words made his mouth dry, but no one stood up.
The backstage of the grain merchants all pretended to be dead in the court.
Who could it be?
"Mu Zhuang!" Zhu Qiyu called.
"Weak ministers have nothing to do with merchants. Your Majesty, please tell me clearly!" Mu Zhuang kowtows like pounding garlic.
"Lin Cong!" Zhu Qiyu named him again.
Lin Cong lay on the ground: "Wei Chen really doesn't know."
"Old Master! Tell me who is the backstage of the grain merchant in the court!" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were as bright as a knife.
"Your Majesty, I don't know." Hu Hui prevaricated.
Li Xian was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, since it is a purchase, there is no need to go to a lot of trouble. The Ministry of Household Affairs will list it and buy grain from grain merchants. You also said that they will set the price. They will definitely sell the grain to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
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"Are you Li Xian paying for it?" Zhu Qiyu said in a sinister tone.
"Ah?" Li Xian was stunned. Didn't you say just now that you were out?
"What are you talking about if you don't pay for it? Go and buy it while your family is taking advantage of it!" Zhu Qiyu was furious. That was a joke, okay?
Am I crazy, spending money to buy grain from a grain merchant?
They have ruined my country, and I want to kill all nine of their tribes! Are they still spending money? Burn it, and let them spend it underground!
"Your Majesty, forgive me!" Li Xiantian was so naive.
"Okay! No one stands up!"
Zhu Qiyu couldn't pretend anymore: "I sent people from the East Factory to raid the grain dealer's warehouse! You just wait in the palace, and no trace of the news is allowed to leave the palace!"
Even Zhu Qiyu wouldn’t believe it if he said that grain merchants have no backing.
In order to get the food smoothly, we have no choice but to shut down the center.
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were sinister: "I will give you one last chance, take the initiative to stand up, and I will spare the lives of your whole family!"
"Otherwise, when I throw these profiteers into prison, and when they recruit you, it will be difficult for you to die!"
The courtiers knelt down to apologize, but no one came out.
"Okay, you are cruel enough!"
"Let all the civil and military officials accompany you, and let the world stop, just for a few bullshit businessmen, okay!"
"Jin Zhong, please take action!"
"I'm sending the message again to Song Jie, Li Jin, bodyguards, and horse-breeding troops, and listen to Jin Zhong's deployment!"
"Send the order to the Yamen again, and cooperate with the Jin Yiwei! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
"As long as I have food, anyone can die! The court only needs food!"
"Pass over my lunch and I'll eat it here!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were filled with hope, hoping to get some grain.
These grain merchants who are hoarding food must be killed!
If you dare to destroy the jobs of millions of people in the capital and destroy my world, these damn merchants will all be punished by the ten clans! No mercy!
……
Cao Jixiang has been fishing for people in various prisons since last night.
Especially those who were tortured severely and whose families were in the city, all were fished out.
I spent more money and recruited a group of gangsters from the market.
The patrol camp's grass-top team is finally set up.
Cao Jixiang and Fang Xing didn't sleep all night.
"Admiral!"
A man covered in injuries knelt in front of Cao Jixiang.
"You're a killer, you're really lucky, and you're still alive."
Cao Jixiang looked at him and smiled ferociously: "Your Majesty is using us again, so we have to show off!"
"I will obey the orders of the admiral!" Jiang Mian gritted his teeth. His toes were cut off, not to mention the many injuries on his body.
"We don't care what you think in your heart, we just want results!"
Cao Jixiang suddenly looked at everyone: "You are all sinners! Your Majesty has given us a chance to live, do you cherish it?"
"Cherish!"
Looking around, the kindest people in the patrol camp are actually thieves.
The thief's name was Zhang Qian, and he looked at the patrol soldiers all over the world with a little horror. He thought he was bad enough, but who would have thought that after entering the patrol camp, he turned out to be the kindest one.
His boss Xiaoqi Laisan, Laisan had seven or eight lives in his hands, which Cao Jixiang fished out from the Penal Department Prison.
The general banner is even more evil and has participated in rebellions.
Baihu is the eunuch Jiang Mian, who is said to have participated in stealing the library.
Who are these people and what are they doing?
Zhang Qian is afraid.
"Take a hundred households as a team and go to the city to destroy all the shops that make and sell incense! No one can be spared!"
Cao Jixiang said sternly: "I personally led a team to the temple and destroyed the incense in the Taoist temple!"
"If you are afraid, come forward and we will kill him with one knife, saving you the pain of going back to jail."
"Our family will only give you half a day to work. If there is another incense stick in the city, we will go to the hundred households in charge of the area and find one. We will take a part from you! You have chosen it yourself. Our family
Just chop it!"
The entire patrol camp was trembling.
Cao Jixiang turned to look at the document: "Has it been written?"
"The letter to the admiral has been written." The clerk was missing one hand and was still wearing prison clothes. The prison clothes smelled of blood and sourness.
"Every time you destroy a place, post one!"
"It will be posted all over the city!"
"Please ask the scholar to read in front of the notice again so that the neighbors can hear it clearly!"
"Spend some more money and make it into a song and let the children recite it in the streets!"
"Remember this for our family!"
"In the city, those who burn incense privately will be beaten with ten boards! All incense in the city must be purchased in the patrol camp!"
"You are not allowed to increase the price, and sell according to the price on the notice; you are not allowed to sell privately, and you are not allowed to be greedy for money. If our family finds out, and whoever dares to deceive us, we will chop off the heads of your whole family!"
Cao Jixiang's voice became louder and louder: "Your Majesty asked our family to sell five hundred thousand taels a day, and we will start counting today."
"If you can't sell the quota, just pick off the parts from our body."
"We also tell you that before the emperor picks ours, we will pick yours first!"
"Calculate for yourself, how many parts are there on your body, enough for our family to pick!"
"Let's go!"
Cao Jixiang was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly led the team to visit the temple.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, and he plans to challenge the most difficult one first, the Five Pagodas of Longfu Temple.
Longfu Temple was built by the emperor. It was built in the third year of Jingtai and was built with Nangong trees.
At that time, in order to better monitor the emperor, the emperor cut down the trees in the Nan Palace in the name of building Longfu Temple, and Longfu Temple was built with these trees.
Longfu Temple is not a simple temple. It is a temple where Fan and Zen live together.
Lama Basuo Dharmangzhuan was the master who initiated the emperor. Master Basuo Dharmazhuang was a Kezhujie and a disciple of Fatai Tsongkhapa, with a very high status.
Although he is not in the capital now, his disciple Qianjia Lama is permanently stationed in the capital and often goes to the palace to explain Buddhism to the emperor.
The eminent Zen monk Huijing was also a guest of the emperor.
It can be said that Longfu Temple is the temple most favored by the emperor, so Cao Jixiang decided to start with Longfu Temple first, starting from the difficult to the easy.
Looking at the crowded Longfu Temple, Cao Jixiang breathed a sigh of relief.
For the sake of your life, rush!
He bowed first and then went to the temple. He entered the temple and discussed with the abbot first.
Lama Xiangqianjia and Zen Master Huijing will not see him. The person in charge of daily affairs in the temple is Zen Master Pixi.
"My father-in-law, there is no need to be more polite. This matter still needs to be reported to the presiding officer. Please wait for a moment, my father-in-law."
Zen Master Pixi was also trying to figure out who Cao Jixiang was when he came to Longfu Temple to cause trouble, and did the emperor know about it?
"Please also ask Zen Master Pixi to hurry up."
Cao Jixiang was secretly annoyed. How could Pi Xi dare to talk to him like this before seizing the door?
Hum, the temples in Beijing are not supported by our family and others. Without the support of our family and others, who are you?
"Please wait a moment, Eunuch Cao." Zen Master Pixi decided to use mop.
After drinking two cups of tea, Cao Jixiang couldn't sit still.
I looked at the sky outside and saw that there were thousands of templegoers in Beijing, each one announcing that they would be able to collect money from who knows when.
If he wastes all his time in Longfu Temple, the total number of parts on his body may not be enough for the emperor to cut him off!
"Come here! Block the door first!" Cao Jixiang shouted.
Zen Master Pixi opened his eyes and laughed at Cao Jixiang for being unable to calm down.
"Eunuch Cao, please wait a moment. Zen Master Huijing is entering meditation. Please wait quietly. You will have an answer at that time," Pixi said.
"How long will it take?" Cao Jixiang really doesn't want to break up with Longfu Temple.
Whether it is Zen Master Huijing or Lama Qianjia, he cannot afford to offend.
"Almost." Pixi was trying to temper Cao Jixiang's temper.
Cao Jixiang paced back and forth, his brows tangled.
Seeing Pi Xi's flirtatious behavior, Cao Jixiang knew that he was being bullied by a dog. Seeing that he had lost his power, he didn't like him.
"Zen Master Pixi, you and I are old acquaintances."
"Our family is a Buddhist, and we have spent a lot of money on incense in recent years."
"Just think of it as a convenience for our family, okay?"
"This is the imperial mission assigned by the emperor. Our family really doesn't have time to wait."
Cao Jixiang was so sincere and sincere, he really didn’t want to break up with him.
"If Eunuch Cao is impatient, you can first go to other temples to inform him. When Zen Master Huijing gets a reply, the poor monk will send a young novice to inform Eunuch Cao. What do you think?"
Pixi still had an official accent, but he used this trick very well.
Cao Jixiang finally figured out that all these years of incense money had not resulted in any incest love.
"Where is Zen Master Huijing? Let's go find him personally!"
Pixi waved his hand, and the young novice stopped Cao Jixiang's body.
"Zen Master Huijing entered concentration and communicated with my Buddha."
"If you have the intention to become a Buddha, how can you allow ordinary people to disturb you?"
"To put it bluntly, even if His Majesty is here, he has to wait for the Zen master to come to his senses before he can go inside to discuss Buddhism."
What Pi Xi said means, who do you think Cao Jixiang is!
Cao Jixiang gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Please give me a definite time, Zen Master!"
Pixi closed his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Zen Master, how about giving our family face, giving the emperor some face, and asking our family to tell Zen Master Huijing in person?" Cao Jixiang begged.
Pixi closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Zen Master, let us beg you, okay?"
"After we finish handing in the emperor's mission, we will come back and kowtow to the Zen Master to apologize."
"The Heavenly King's Hall in the temple hasn't been renovated yet? Our family has paid for it, okay?" Cao Jixiang was angry in his heart, but he still forced himself to say something nice.
But Pixi didn't say anything and wouldn't let him see her.
Just as he was about to move, the young novice stopped him.
"Pixi!"
Cao Jixiang shouted: "Our time is limited, please ask Zen Master Huijing to come out!"
"Silence!"
Pixi slowly opened his eyes: "Eunuch Cao is so angry that he is so angry. Disciple, go make a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Eunuch Cao and let him calm down his anger. A calm mind will naturally be empty."
"Jing, you are so tall!"
A sonorous sound!
Cao Jixiang drew out his knife and struck Bixi with one blow!
"Ah!"
The little novice monk just happened to stop him, but he hit the blade and fell to the ground with a scream.
Cao Jixiang withdrew the knife and put it on Pixi's neck. With a ferocious face, he shouted: "I want to ask you, where is Huijing?"
Pixi was startled. He could no longer pretend to be an eminent monk, and said tremblingly: "You, how can you kill, kill, kill in a pure place of Buddhism?"
Bah!
The knife was pressed down, the blade was embedded in the skin, and blood spurted out like urine.
Pi Xiu was so frightened that it was his blood, and it made him laugh in the face.
"Let me ask you, where is Huijing?" Cao Jixiang doesn't care about revenge or not, let's save his own life first!
This bullshit monk is really irritating. He mocks our family and looks down on our family. Okay, our family will die and I will take you with me!
Pixi pointed to the main hall above. He kept trembling: "It hurts, it hurts..."
"Do you know how painful it is? Ah? Give us some kindness! A tiger will be bullied by a dog when it falls! Go to hell!"
Cao Jixiang looked ferocious as he slashed his knife open, directly slicing Bixi's throat.
"Someone is coming!"
"Seal the temple gate to our family, leaving only one door!"
"All the incense in the temple was burned down!"
"No one is allowed to touch, anyone who blocks it will be killed! Anyone who touches it will be killed!"
Cao Jixiang roared, it was you who forced our family to kill!
"I obey the admiral's order!" A careless voice came from outside the palace.
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These are hooligans who like to cause destruction and looting.
Cao Jixiang was too lazy to go find any Zen master. He simply sat in the main hall and watched Pixi die little by little. He was inexplicably happy.
"Be smart and go to the next one right away!"
Cao Jixiang's thoughts became clear and he felt at ease.
That's how it should be.
Your Majesty let our family out just to kill everyone, not to suffer!
Anyway, the life of our family has entered a countdown, so we are afraid of birds! If a person dies, a bird will fly to the sky, but our family has no birds, so what are we afraid of!
At this time, Zen Master Huijing, who had entered meditation, came in in a panic: "Eunuch Cao, how can you kill someone!"
"Zen Master Huijing? Aren't you in meditation?"
Cao Jixiang looked at him sarcastically: "Aren't you wandering around the world? Are you following the traces of the Buddha? Are you going to become a Buddha immediately? What? You are not a Buddha? Are you here to see this dirty person in our family? Don't you think it's dirty?
Zen Master?"
"You, if you dare to be rude in Longfu Temple, I will go to Fengtian Hall to sue you! I will ask Your Majesty to preside over justice..."
Huijing stopped talking halfway.
Because Cao Jixiang slapped the bloody knife on his face.
Bang! Bang!
The blade, which was still filled with hot air, was slapped on his face.
Huijing Shengsheng stopped talking, her face full of horror: "Cao, Eunuch Cao, what do you want to do?"
"Call the admiral." Cao Jixiang sat on his horse with a golden sword.
Huijing was a little scared and called "Admiral Cao".
Cao Jixiang grinned, full of sarcasm.
Then he stood up respectfully, picked up the notice from another chair, and unfolded it for him to read: "The Emperor's oral decree! From now on, the incense burned by believers in the city must be purchased at the patrol camp, and is not allowed to be made or sold privately!" He handed the notice to Zen Master Huijing.
When Zen Master Huijing saw it, he almost had a cerebral thrombosis: "This, this is a robbery!"
Snap!
Cao Jixiang slapped his face hard with the blade of the knife, leaving a bloody mark on Zen Master Huijing's fleshy face.
Zen Master Huijing gritted his teeth and refused to scream.
"What did you say?"
Cao Jixiang asked him: "Just what you said is enough to chop your head off!"
Zen Master Huijing was furious. It must have been a traitor like Cao Jixiang who deceived the saints, and your Majesty made this stupid move!
No, I will enter the palace right now. Please give me an explanation!
However, facing Cao Jixiang's scorching eyes, he felt weak: "I made a mistake."
"Kneel down!" Cao Jixiang snorted coldly.
Zen Master Huijing gritted his teeth, knelt down and bowed to the Forbidden City.
"Notices must be posted on all walls. No one is allowed to damage them. If a corner is damaged, our family will stop offering incense in Longfu Temple for one day."
"The temple sent a monk to preach in front of the notice and tell all pilgrims to go to the patrol camp to buy incense."
"Of course, the patrol camp will set up a small flag at the entrance of the temple, and you can just buy it at the door."
"Also, incense must be burned every day in the temple, and the incense costs one hundred taels of silver per stick."
"Whether your temple burns it yourself or pilgrims are willing to pay for it, our family will see the money."
"If the pilgrims in the temple are willing to pay, they can auction it. There is no upper limit on the price. The one with the highest price will get it."
"There are also tail incense sticks. Come to the temple to buy them. One stick costs ten taels of silver. The price is not high. You can burn three sticks in front of each Buddha statue. We have counted how many Buddha statues there are in the temple and we will charge you as much as you want. Don't worry, it's not much.
Take you."
"As for the other things, we haven't thought of them yet. When we do, we will post them on the wall together. All the temples in the city will have the same look, without exception! No exceptions are allowed in our family!"
After listening to Cao Jixiang's words, Zen Master Huijing found it unbelievable: "How can a pure Buddhist place be contaminated with the smell of copper?"
"Zen Master Huijing, if you insist on saying this, then please give the money donated by pilgrims to the temple to our family. Our family is not afraid of the smell of copper!"
Cao Jixiang sneered: "Don't say no, our family has donated to you a lot over the years, Zen Master Huijing."
Huijing lowered her head and said nothing.
The popularity of Buddhism and Taoism in Beijing is directly related to the eunuchs’ belief in Buddhism.
Let’s just say that Wang Zhen’s family temple is comparable in size to Longfu Temple.
Cao Jixiang spends tens of thousands of taels of silver every year to get in. How much money is there in the temple? Cao Jixiang has a clear family.
"Eunuch Cao...Admiral Cao, let's take a step to talk." Zen Master Huijing understands, isn't that what the eunuch wants, here it is.
"What are you doing? You want to bribe our family? Huh, this is the emperor's official, the emperor's official, do you understand? Do we dare to have any wrong ideas? Ah?"
Cao Jixiang pushed him away: "Cen Master Huijing, you can collect the body of Zen Master Pixi, we don't have that skill!"
"Remember, don't play tricks on us. If you find an incense stick that shouldn't be there in Longfu Temple, we will kill you!"
As he spoke, Cao Jixiang patted his bare head.
Zen Master Huijing was so angry that he wanted to cry. He is an eminent monk who has entered the palace many times to explain Buddhism to His Majesty, and His Majesty treated him as a teacher.
But Cao Jixiang slapped him on the head like this.
It’s like slapping a watermelon, snapping.
"Lama Qianjia, go and tell him and let him do it!"
Cao Jixiang walked out of the hall and shouted: "Are you done? Why are you so hard at work building a door so slowly?"
"You? If you don't collect the damn incense, why are you touching that girl? Work quickly and be careful who you eat!"
"You have to wait for a cup of tea, and if you don't do it right, our family will kill you!"
Zen Master Huijing couldn't help but tremble.
Looking at Cao Jixiang again, he seems to be a madman. He not only kills monks, but also kills his own people?
Look at the people he brought here, some with injuries, some with unclean hands and feet, some with dirty hands and hooligans, it seems like the only one who looks normal is actually stealing a pilgrim's wallet...
Who are these people!
No, I must go to the palace and report to His Majesty. We must not let scum like Cao Jixiang ruin His Majesty’s reputation!
Absolutely not!
Threatening your life will make you work faster.
Cao Jixiang left a small flag and five people in each small flag: "You will station here at the door and start collecting money. Collect according to our family's regulations. No more, no less, no more. Remember our words,
Pay attention to the parts on your body!"
"I obey!"
The five people in this small flag were kneeling on the ground, shivering.
In front of Cao Jixiang, they were sheep, but when Cao Jixiang left, their ferocity was revealed, and they were all like jackals, tigers and leopards.
"Fuck listen!"
"One stick of incense and one tael of silver, you have to buy it if you want to go to the temple, and you have to buy it if you don't want to!"
A big man with a sinewy face held a knife and slapped the blade on the table: "As long as you pass by this street, you have to enter the temple! If you enter the temple, you have to buy incense!"
A pilgrim dressed as a scholar said cowardly: "Didn't the notice say a copper coin?"
"Do you have the final say or do I have the final say? If I say one tael, it is one tael! You give me a tael of silver first!"
That Xiaoqi put the knife directly on the scholar's neck.
"This is an open robbery, this is a bandit!" The scholar was so angry that he cried bitterly.
"Otherwise, don't believe it. If you believe it, just pay for it!"
"Let you meet the Buddha, and it will be an advantage for you to spend one tael of silver!"
"Humph, if you buy incense from the uncle, you can see the Buddha, so I have to pay this price!"
Xiaoqi has a fierce expression.
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