The old monk nodded slightly, took out a stack of deeds from under the table in front of him, and said: "Xi'er's subordinate, a man named Zheng Kai, has not returned for a long time. He should have fallen into your hands. Xi'er has
We have most of our property. The poor monk here only has some fixed property, fields, houses, and some treasure ships purchased from Quanzhou Prefecture."
Zhu Jianji's eyes immediately turned red.
It's not that he's obsessed with money.
I am really scared of being poor.
After all, he was a prince, but raising a young army of 300 people made him constrained. Not to mention that there were a lot of money-sucking black hole projects in the Ordnance Supervision that needed to be promoted.
He needs money so much.
The old monk slowly placed the house deeds and other items on the table and pushed them in front of Zhu Jianji, but without letting go, he said, "Can you let Zheng Kai go?"
Zhu Jianji nodded, "Yes, but he is dead and committed suicide."
He added: "I told him that if he didn't confess, I would torture and kill you, so he confessed, and then he made a request, hoping to kill himself. I am the same as my father, and I have always been kind.
Agree to his request."
The face is not red and the heart is not beating.
The old monk shook his head slightly and said, "You can only maintain your kindness."
He took back his hand, made a Buddha's hand, and said something about the compassion of Amitabha, the Buddha, and said with great emotion: "I am wrong, this poor monk. In one thing, you far surpass Zhu Di and Zhu Zhanji."
Zhu Jianji yelled.
I'm more awesome than Taizong and Xuanzong, how can I be so slippery?
I couldn't help but ask: "Which point?"
The old monk said calmly: "Shameless."
Zhu Jianji: "..."
Old monk, you have so quickly forgotten that Zhu Di pretended to be crazy in the pig pen to numb you. Taizong Zhu Di can be shameless. My shamelessness is nothing compared to Taizong.
He was about to take the house deed and land deed, but Dai Yi stepped forward to stop him and shook his head.
Zhu Jianji said, "Go check it out."
The old monk was a little helpless and said, "No poison."
Zhu Jianji didn't think there was anything wrong at all, "It's always good to be careful. In ancient times, a king was stabbed in the butt in the toilet. If you asked someone to poison these deeds, I would accidentally be poisoned to death.
Wouldn’t it be the laughingstock of the ages?”
The old monk stopped talking.
Dai Yi came back after going out for a while and respectfully placed the deed in front of Zhu Jianji.
Zhu Jianji resisted the urge to take inventory and looked at the old monk, "Zhu Zunxi died, and you don't seem to be sad at all."
The old monk remained silent.
Zhu Jianji continued to ask: "Why don't you run?"
The old monk's cloudy old eyes were full of exhaustion, "I'm tired, not to mention that this poor monk is a descendant of the Zhu family after all. He is about to die, so how can he be far away from his homeland? You must know that once you are far away from your homeland, you may never be able to return to your roots."
Zhu Jianji shook his head, "You can't enter the ancestral mausoleum."
The old monk looked sad.
Asked: "What do you plan to do with the people here?"
Zhu Jianji said without hesitation, "How else can we deal with it?"
All must die.
And if Zhu Yunwen doesn't leave, these people won't leave. They should have known the outcome a long time ago, and Zhu Yunwen must also know it well. Since the outcome is already known, asking is in vain.
Zhu Jianji understood Zhu Yunwen's meaning. As an old monk, he had compassion and obsession in his heart.
I want to beg for mercy.
But this matter...
There's no point in begging for mercy.
I can let the Baozong leave the Ming Dynasty because the Baozong is more useful alive than dead, but the living remnants of Jianwen are of no use and will only bring all kinds of messy things.
It would be better to kill them all.
The old monk bowed his hands and chanted the Buddha's name again, and slowly closed his eyes.
Zhu Jianji took a deep breath, with a solemn expression and a serious look on his face, "What about you."
How do you want to die?
Jianwen is not a Baozong, so he can leave with dignity.
However, for a ten-year-old baby to talk about life and death in such a solemn manner, this situation still made Zhu Yong on the side feel very awkward, secretly thinking that His Highness the Crown Prince was actually exposed.
This kind of thing should be left to the servants.
The old monk said nothing.
Zhu Jianji waited patiently for a while and then asked, "I'll give you a choice. I have the easiest way. I can ask Zhu Yong to make you faint first, and then take a large amount of anesthetic powder, and then drink some wine. It will be painless."
Riding a crane and riding on the clouds without feeling."
I'm so considerate.
The old monk still said nothing.
Just when Zhu Jianji was about to say more, Zhu Yong suddenly said: "Your Highness."
Zhu Jianji was stunned.
Zhu Yong bent down to Zhu Jianji and cupped his hands, indicating that he had overstepped his bounds. He took two steps forward, leaned down, and first tested Zhu Yunwen's breath, then put two fingers together and pressed on the blood veins of Zhu Yunwen's neck.
After a moment, he let go and shook his head at Zhu Jianji, "He passed away."
Zhu Jianji was stunned.
Is there such an operation?
Unbelievable.
Could it be that Buddhist masters can really achieve Nirvana at will? They are not scientific. Even if they have heart disease, they cannot control the death they want.
How did you do it?
Ask Zhu Yong, "Which poison did you take first?"
Zhu Yong shook his head, "It's not like he was poisoned, he probably passed away."
Zhu Jianji then thought about it, he couldn't believe that Lao Tzu passed away and became a Buddha. He could respect his faith, but he was not superstitious. It could only be said to be a coincidence, and it just happened that the oil had run out and the lamp had dried up.
But there is still a problem that remains unresolved.
This old monk is really Zhu Yunwen, but he is just like Zhu Qizhen, a substitute.
Thinking of this: "Zhu Yong, you will be responsible for the whole process later and burn the old monk. Before burning, check his body carefully. Every scar, scar, and birthmark must be recorded in detail, even the facial features, teeth, and hair quality."
, including the skin and joints, were carefully described, and then quickly sent to Zhang Peng and Wang Yue."
This time when we went south to put down the rebellion, we had already known that Zhu Yunwen was doomed. Before departure, we asked Zongzheng Temple to look through the archives and obtain the detailed characteristics of Zhu Yunwen when he was young.
Although it will change over the decades, there is always a reference.
Zhu Yong received the order.
Zhu Jianji waved to Chen Qi, Li Jiu and Zhao Er outside the door.
The three men immediately took orders.
Little did he know that he came back not long after and said with an embarrassed look, "Those people want to be loyal in front of this person."
Zhu Jianji sighed, "Regardless of their stance, they are all worthy of admiration."
He stood up and said, "Alright, Zhu Yong, wait until they are loyal. Then you can take action. After burning the old monk, bury him behind Baiyun Temple facing the sea. Bury the loyal people in front of the old monk's tomb and erect an unmarked monument."
, and then burn down Baiyun Temple."
After walking a few steps, he said, "I'll wait for you outside the temple."
Zhu Jianji walked out of the temple gate and looked down at the stack of house deeds and land deeds in his hand. His heart was so excited that he felt a little unsteady when he walked.
I wish I could look up to the sky and scream.
I finally have money!
Amid the strong military guard outside the temple, I checked the house deeds and land deeds and waited patiently. After all, it would take a lot of wood and time to use wood to burn the corpse to ashes.
It took nearly an hour before Baiyun Temple was engulfed in flames.
When Zhu Yong came back, he quietly took out a red cloth package and said: "Your Highness, this is the relic. He has really become a Buddha!"
But even though Zhu Jianji was a materialist, he was still willing to respect faith, so he didn't say that the so-called relics are indeed difficult to explain scientifically, but they are by no means a Buddha.
However, the fact that Zhu Yunwen appeared with the relic must not be known to the world.
It will damage Taizong's image.
Zhu Yong understood immediately, "Weichen knows that this matter will die in Weichen's belly. The young soldiers who are responsible for the burning will be reminded by Weichen to let them know the importance."
