You can offend anyone in the dynasty, even the prime minister or the emperor, but you must not offend the entire bureaucracy of the dynasty.
Buddhism is currently in such a desperate situation that there is almost no hope of breaking through. All the ministers in the court shouted loudly to suppress the Buddha and destroy the Buddha. The direct result was that the government, with lightning speed, cut off nearly the fortune of Buddhism. Ninety percent.
As for the remaining 10%, they are either royal temples or real Buddhist sages.
The first thing Jia Shiyi did after returning to Beijing was to hand over the strongman of the Dragon Guard to Beizhen Fusi.
Jia Cong didn't want to get involved in this matter at all. It involved Wu Zang and the royal family. Needless to say, it was definitely a big trouble.
Sure enough, the imperial meeting on the sixth day of June had just ended, and before Jia Cong could sneak out of the Forbidden City, he was arrested by the chamberlain sent by the emperor.
Different from the noisy Fengtian Palace, the faces of the monarchs and ministers in the Qinzheng Palace were solemn.
He Yaomin was frowning and trying to persuade the angry emperor.
"Uzang is different from the Central Plains. Our dynasty's rule over Uzang is based on the example of the previous dynasty and respects its religion. Uzang's politics and religion are integrated. If the religious regulations just implemented by the court are followed, Uzang will definitely rebel. Your Majesty, I am not being alarmist, the imperial court’s control over Uzang can be said to be extremely weak..."
When Taizu founded the country and established the Xining Sengang Division, he expressed the central government's policy towards Tibetan Buddhism in the form of amulets.
"Since ancient times, emperors have been conducting governance both far and near, and they have appointed officials to manage the affairs of the common people. To observe all ceremonies, there are also monks and officials to take charge of their teachings. They are not just disciples who are honored as monks. They want them to lead the way of good deeds and help them become kings. It is not sincere, Those who have few desires and are self-sufficient, Xi is enough to hold this position. Now we have set up the Sengang Division to grant you official positions and give you talisman contracts. It embodies my heart, spreads the Buddha's merits, and transforms people into good deeds. I'm so impressed."
To put it bluntly, it was difficult for the central government to exercise substantive jurisdiction over Uzang. In order to achieve nominal rule over Uzang, the imperial court still followed the example of the previous dynasty and adopted the vassal and tributary system of edicts and appeasement.
The emperor also understood that He Yaomin's advice was correct, but he just couldn't swallow it.
A little Uszang Lama dared to make irresponsible remarks about his imperial edict and even wrote a letter saying that the court's treatment of Buddhism was bloody and wrong, and asked the court to give up its suppression of Buddhism, otherwise...
"They are almost riding on my head. How can I endure it? Jia Cong, please tell me."
When the emperor saw Jia Cong "studying" the patterns on the beams and pillars in the palace, he snorted and threw a memorial away.
Jia Cong quickly took it, opened it and immediately cursed to express his loyalty.
"Yelang is so arrogant that even little Wusuzang dares to disrespect His Majesty! I ask for orders to go on an expedition. As long as Your Majesty gives me a hundred thousand troops, I have confidence that Zang will be defeated in five years!"
The emperor laughed angrily when he heard this, and as soon as he patted the dragon case, he gritted his teeth and said one word: "Get out!"
Not only did Jia Cong not have the slightest fear, but he happily thrust the memorial into the arms of Jian Zifang, the Minister of War who was standing aside.
"Okay, I'll get out now~"
Bang~
Long Ben was so shaken by the emperor's pat that he could see the veins on the emperor's forehead pulsing and shouted: "Come back to me!"
Jia Cong, who was ready to run away, had no choice but to stop his cheerful steps. He stood up again in despair and listened to the emperor's holy teachings.
"One hundred thousand troops, five years? Even if I send a dog to sit in the position of commander, I can bulldoze Uszang to the ground!"
With Daxia's current military might, the vast and sparsely populated Uzang can survive three months even if the people leading the army are incompetent.
But everyone understands that the imperial court has no way to deal with Wu Zang for a while, not because there are not enough generals or the weapons are not advanced enough, but because the geographical factors of Wu Zang are a difficult problem for the court.
"Hanshu" records: "(Going to the Gubin Kingdom) I also experienced mountains with big and small headaches, red soil, and hot mountains. The body was hot and colorless, and people had headaches and vomiting, just like donkeys and animals."
Not to mention anything else, the problem of altitude sickness alone is enough to prevent the imperial court from sending out a large army to conquer Buchen in the short term.
Moreover, the plateau is difficult to travel, and the long supply line is also a big problem.
Jian Zifang, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, had been communicating quietly with Lin Ruhai for a long time. He almost suffered internal injuries when he heard that Jia Cong opened his mouth and showed up with a hundred thousand troops.
"I said Uncle Yongfeng, do you think my hair is not falling out fast enough?"
A hundred thousand troops? You can strangle me, the Minister of War, with a rope.
After Jian Zifang finished complaining about Jia Cong, he raised his hand and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, according to the calculations of ministers and Lin Shangshu, if you want to quickly quell the plateau when there is a rebellion in Uzang, you will need at least 200,000 troops and consume no less than one silver in food and fodder." Ten million taels, this is just an estimate by Chen and Minister Lin if everything goes well."
Needless to say, if something went wrong along the way, it would not be a surprise if the 200,000-strong army doubled, and the food and fodder consumed would have to be doubled several times.
Unless, as Jia Cong said, an army of 100,000 people would slowly eat away at Wuszang's power.
But that would be detrimental to the court's reputation and interests. Moreover, in the southwest of Uzang, Xiyi was still watching eagerly waiting for Uzang to fall out with the Celestial Empire.
Lin Ruhai nodded in agreement, and the other cabinet ministers and officials of the Six Departments also had the same idea.
No one expected that the living Buddha Uzang who came to the capital to "visit" the emperor would write to the emperor to express his dissatisfaction over the affairs of Buddhism in the Central Plains.
And based on his position in Uzang, he publicly stated that if the court did not agree to his request, the Buddhists in Uzang would be very unhappy. If they were unhappy, Uzang would have to consider whether their loyalty to the court was worth it. not worth.
To be honest, the emperor had the overall situation in mind, otherwise the emperor would bleed thousands of miles in anger. Without considering the casualties of the army, the expedition of the imperial army was a matter of imperial decree.
The king and his ministers discussed it for more than an hour, but they couldn't come up with any good solution.
The court would definitely not agree to Wu Zang's request, because this so-called Living Buddha's memorial would be of no use in dealing with him.
The advice of the Ministry of Rites is to put it aside temporarily, that is, to use the tactic of dragging.
The Ministry of War's suggestion was to punish the lamas with big words and send envoys to the Sifang Pavilion to admonish the lamas who spoke so brazenly.
Oh, by the way, this lama has a very high status in Uzang.
His name was Dali Ma Bala. He was granted the imperial edict of Yuanzhi Miaojue, the great national master of Hongjiao. He was the national master of Wuzang initiation. He holds the jade seal given by Taizu.
He came to the capital this time not to open his eyes to the Central Plains Buddhism. It was called an audience. In essence, he came to negotiate terms with the imperial court.
Because there is another force behind him, that is, the Western Yiren who have become the Supreme Emperor of Tianzhu.
The emperor and the ministers in the palace knew that the arrival of Dali Mabala was a troublesome and difficult matter, but the court had to deal with it cautiously.
I can’t kill, I can’t drive, it’s so fucking frustrating!
This is the feeling in everyone's heart.
"Well... I have an idea, I don't know whether to talk about it or not."
At a time when both the emperor and his ministers were thinking in silence with grimaces, Jia Cong's hesitant voice was very abrupt.
The emperor said angrily: "If it's like a hundred thousand troops hiding for five years, I will definitely hang you on the palace gate and whip you!"
Jia Cong grinned, revealing eight neat and white teeth.
"No, I want to ask, are the people of Uzang the people of the Celestial Empire? Should they bask in the blessings His Majesty bestows on all peoples?"
The emperor's patience was almost worn out by Jia Cong, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This is natural! I advise you, it is best to finish it all at once, otherwise... haha~"
When Jia Cong saw that the atmosphere was good, he immediately became serious.
He bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that the people of Uszang are living in dire straits... The people of Uszang that I am talking about are not the people mentioned by the living Buddhas and Dharma kings, but the people who were mentioned by the great Buddhists. Xian', serfs under the rule of the Uzang aristocracy. Ninety-nine percent of the people in Uzang still have no clothes to cover their bodies, no place to stand, and not even a grain of food..."
The horror of serfdom in Uzang was absolutely unimaginable to the people of the Central Plains.
Those serfs and slaves had no means of production and personal freedom, and were bought, sold, transferred, given away, debt-forfeited and exchanged at the will of the serf owners. They were just "movable property" and "talking tools" of the serf owners.
People are not without owners, and land is not without defects. Serfs are exploited by Ula servants and loan sharks. They are in debt for life and are impoverished.
A folk proverb there reflects the cruelty of Uzang's exploitation: "Whatever the lord needs, there will be some difference; whatever the local product produces, there will be some difference. The difference is as many as hair and as constant as the waves of water." .”
Serf owners set up prisons and private cells, and used all kinds of tortures such as gouging out eyes, cutting out tongues, chopping off hands, chopping off feet, pushing off cliffs, and drowning.
"A businessman once said that on the streets of Uzang, you will pass by people with no nostrils, ears, and arms. Your Majesty, the "British Code" is a piece of waste paper in Uzang , Your Majesty, your kindness does not shine on those serfs at all. Since you believe that the people of Uzang are also the people of Daxia and your people, why not issue an edict to abolish serfs and let the people of Uzang Can I also bask in your grace?"
"The holy light should spread over every inch of Daxia!"
Regardless of the fact that there are slaves and servants in the Central Plains, from a legal perspective, the slaves and servants in each mansion are the emperor's subjects, and their right to life is protected by the "Daxia Law".
Even if they are different from princes and nobles, the court does not allow private killing of slaves.
Moreover, since the founding of Daxia, there have only been four classes divided into scholars, farmers, industry and merchants.
In other words, as long as you have a Daxia household registration, no matter whether you are a citizen or an official, you are a subject of the emperor, and you can enjoy the favor of the emperor and the blessing of the country.
But Uzang is different. The noble lord has the ownership of serfs and slaves.
The masters are not happy today. A woman who sleeps with a slave has to be pushed by the slave himself...
Too far~
Jia Cong's idea is simple. Since the power of the imperial court cannot penetrate deep into the plateau in a short period of time, he should cultivate the power of the imperial court on the plateau.
For example, those serfs who were oppressed by the Living Buddha of Uzang, the Dharma King, and the lama nobles are very good. As long as this huge group of serfs is liberated, all the national masters, living Buddhas, and foreigners will have to leave Uzang. go out.
When the time comes for the imperial court to change its territory and turn Uzang into state capitals, the plateau will be officially included in the territory of the Central Plains Dynasty.
It took Jia Cong almost half an hour to finish his thoughts. Not to mention the emperor, even several bachelors in the cabinet and the six ministers were confused.
Can you still play like this?
But why do I always feel like something is weird?
The emperor squeezed Jia Cong dry and took the practice of throwing away after use to the extreme.
He looked at the frowning ministers in the palace and asked their opinions.
It was He Yaomin, the Minister of Rites, who was the first to speak: "Although Uncle Yongfeng's idea seems a bit strange to me, I think this method may be feasible."
"I second the proposal. Although Uzang has not openly rebelled at this time, since the forty-ninth year of Zhaowu, their appetite has grown bigger and bigger, and they have often acted disobediently. Instead of waiting quietly, the imperial court might as well strike preemptively!"
Jian Zifang, the Minister of War, often quarreled with military generals, but in essence, he was also a militant with a typical bad temper.
He took a step forward and solemnly admonished: "Your Majesty, it is true that Uzang is barren, but the importance of Uzang to the country is self-evident. With the plateau as a barrier, our country can concentrate on dealing with the east and south. There are enemies from all directions. Using serfs as swords is the best way at the moment."
Lin Ruhai also suddenly spoke and convinced the emperor with just one word.
“This method saves money!”
…
On the second day, Dali Mabala, who came to the capital for an "audience", not only failed to receive the customary conciliation reward from the court, but was reprimanded by the emperor's edict personally brought by He Yaomin, the Minister of Rites.
In the imperial edict, the emperor directly rebuked Dali Mabala for being arrogant, and said that it was just, just and necessary for the court to rectify Buddhism.
The supreme leader of Daxia is His Majesty the Great Emperor. No matter what religion he is, he must abide by the laws of the court.
Even if the god Buddha descends to earth, he must act in accordance with the law under the rule of the Bactrian government, otherwise he will accept the sanctions and punishments of the Bactrian laws.
The court's rare tough attitude this time shocked the accompanying Uzbek monks, and they all became angry.
"Master, how dare the Central Plains court dare to humiliate you like this? How unbearable is it..."
"Abbas, meditate!"
Dali Mabala was still calm, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, using the Buddhist beads in his hand to suppress the anger in his heart.
He knew that his memorial would definitely offend the emperor and court officials, but he did not expect that it would cause such a big reaction.
At the same time, he was also dissatisfied with the court's unusual attitude towards Uzang, which had never happened in the nearly thirty years he had presided over Uzang.
When did the imperial court dare to be so disrespectful to him, the national master of Uzbekistan? Isn't the emperor afraid that he will take Wu Zang and surrender to the barbarians?
Dalima Bala counted the Buddhist beads one by one, and finally spoke after a long silence: "Abbas, go to Prince Yu's Mansion and tell me that I have something to ask him for help..."
…
Jia Cong followed Prince Liu Hong to the Prince Yu's Mansion in Yongfang when he was young, and with him was Cao Jiugong, the commander of the Long Imperial Guard.
The King of Yu, Liu Xun, was personally waiting for the crown prince to arrive in front of the palace gate. When Jia Cong saw this legendary old clan member of the royal family, he thought it was some senior official standing in front of him.
He is fat and white, and smiles when he talks. His big belly shows that this royal prince, who is the same generation as the Supreme Emperor, is a master who loves to eat and has an excellent appetite.
Sure enough, after a few words of greeting, Liu Xun immediately invited Liu Hong and others into the mansion, saying that he had asked the chef in the mansion to prepare a feast, all of which he thought were the most delicious dishes.
"Your Highness doesn't know anything. Before I entered the capital, I stayed overnight at the Asoka Temple outside the city and met the Master of Uszang. The smell on his body and the so-called Uszang delicacies almost made me unable to eat for three days. I can eat."
Liu Xun felt his stomach churning when he thought of his experience at Ashoka Temple. He finally managed to suppress it and started complaining again and again.
"It's strange to say that he invited me with delicious food, but he kept talking to me about destiny and dragon energy... Although I am a little stupid, I am not stupid. Your Highness, there is something wrong with this national master of Uzang..."
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I started to resume normal updates today. I have been really busy these days. I haven’t slept well for several days. I feel like my brain is numb...
That’s it for tonight. I’m going to take a rest and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of chapter)
