Chapter 695 Taoist Temple

Style: Historical Author: Chen MiaowuWords: 2241Update Time: 24/01/11 15:41:58
Zhu Yuanzhang could only vent his unhappiness.

The retribution has long been fulfilled. No matter how unhappy he is, nothing can actually be changed. However, the bad retribution that he planted has fallen on his relatives, making him extremely dissatisfied.

But fortunately, the bigger cause and the result fell on the good grandson.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that his good grandson was so smart, knew so much, and could do everything. It was not an accident, it must have been the result, so he got a good grandson, a good grandson who could make the Ming Dynasty forever.

"fine……"

Zhu Yuanzhang vented his anger, slowly relaxed his body, stopped cursing, and his eyes were not so sharp and terrifying.

Yuankong and Jiang Wei still didn't dare to say anything and stood quietly aside. Yuankong was still trembling a little, and he didn't know how to describe his nervousness.

"Jiang Wei, give Jiming Temple ten thousand taels of sesame oil money."

Zhu Yuanzhang said, and finally bowed to the Buddha, asking him to bless his grandson to be safe and sound forever, and then walked out of the hall.

According to his previous thoughts, if Yuan Kong knew his secret, he would definitely not survive.

But the cause of the killing made him so scared that he didn't want to get other consequences, so he let Yuan Kong go. He didn't care whether others knew his secret or not, just let it go!

Jiang Wei received the order, took out a few Ming Dynasty treasure notes from his body, stuffed them into Yuankong's hand, and left.

Yunqi deliberately fell a few steps behind and warned: "Master Yuankong, there are some things you should say and some things you shouldn't say. You'd better think about it clearly. Your Majesty is afraid of causing another cause and doesn't dare to do anything, but I'm not afraid of the cause. A eunuch, even though his lower body is gone, he can do anything."

Yuankong picked up the treasure note and was thinking he could breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Yunqi's warning words. He shuddered again and said, "Please don't worry, father-in-law. This poor monk doesn't know anything. What happened just now?" "

"It's said that my family doesn't lie. You are very different."

Yun Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled: "But as a monk, you are very shrewd. If we Jinyiwei people hear any gossip outside, I am afraid that your Jiming Temple will be destroyed. Think about it yourself!"

After the warning, he followed Zhu Yuanzhang and left the hall.

At this time, Yuankong let out a foul breath.

Although the emperor's visit was an honor, it was also a talisman that could kill him in minutes. But it was okay. He could keep at least half of the ten thousand taels of sesame oil and donate the rest to the Buddha.

He decided to simply forget what happened today, and he would not talk about it to anyone even if he died.

Bringing it into the coffin is the safest.

Otherwise, he was afraid of himself and might not even have a coffin.

Seeing Yun Qi following him, Zhu Yuanzhang asked, "What's wrong?"

There are some things that Yun Qi knows how to do even without his instructions.

After serving Zhu Yuanzhang for so many years, Yunqi understood Zhu Yuanzhang's heart very well. Hearing this, he said: "He is a smart man. I will arrange a few people to watch at Jiming Temple. If there is any problem, it will be my fault and has nothing to do with your Majesty." .”

This sentence is a bit self-deceiving, but Zhu Yuanzhang just likes such words.

After listening, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and went back down the mountain.

The people from the nearby Jin Yiwei immediately gathered up and followed him.

Yun Qi asked: "Your Majesty, is it time to return to the palace?"

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while and said: "There is a good grandson in the palace to read the memorial. There is no need to go back in a hurry. We haven't been out for a long time. Let's take a walk again!"

Yun Qi asked worriedly: "But His Majesty's body..."

Zhu Yuanzhang retorted: "Do you think our health is not good?"

Of course Yunqi didn't dare to think so, he lowered his head and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Even though Zhu Yuanzhang knew that his body was getting older day by day, he was unwilling to admit his oldness in front of outsiders. However, his spirit remained the same and he did not show too much aging.

He can still walk with long strides and eat meat with large mouthfuls.

Generally, people who are good eaters, as long as they don't eat excessively and eat relatively normal and healthy foods, will still be in good health and live quite a long life, as is the case with Lao Zhu.

It's just that the injuries he sustained in the battle decades ago occasionally make him feel a little pain, which is more painful than when he was injured. But he got over it back then, and it doesn't matter to him now.

"Are there any other Taoist temples nearby?"

Zhu Yuanzhang received the monk's explanation and wanted to see how the Taoist priest could help him interpret cause and effect.

Buddhism and Taoism are two different systems. If the two systems are similar, then their cause and effect really exists.

Yunqi knew that the monk was just deceiving His Majesty, and the Taoist priest had a similar probability. If he didn't deceive, he would die. He hesitated for a long time, but still didn't decide to tell the truth.

Once it was said clearly, the dead person was the second most important issue, and making Zhu Yuanzhang depressed was the most important issue.

How can people who are in a bad mood live longer?

Some things and certain words are better not to be said too clearly.

Zhu Yuanzhang had long seen the monk's deception, but he did not expose it because he wanted to give himself psychological comfort and spiritual sustenance.

"About five miles away from Jiming Temple, there is a Taoist temple that is not too big."

Jiang Wei said softly.

"Prepare the car!"

Zhu Yuanzhang would not feel at ease and feel happy if he did not visit that Taoist temple.

The chariot had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time. After sitting in the chariot, we quickly arrived at the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is very small, with no plaque or name. There is only one main hall, one courtyard, and a few houses. Compared with the grandeur and solemnity of the Buddhist temple, the Taoist temple is completely different.

I gave Lao Zhu two words - simplicity!

Very simple indeed.

Everything inside is simple, even the incense is not much.

Walking into the front yard, I saw that the layout was ordinary, with a well, a vegetable patch next to the well, and nothing else.

The main hall is an ordinary, simple hall. Looking inside through the gate, you can see the statue of Laojun.

A little Taoist boy was sweeping the floor in front of the main hall.

"This is our Chinese teaching."

Zhu Yuanzhang said.

Buddhism is a foreign thing. Although it has been assimilated, many Buddhist scriptures have a strong Chinese flavor and were even written by Han people, but what is foreign is still foreign.

Compared with the prosperity of Buddhist temples, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, Taoist temples were more in line with what he wanted.

The prosperity of Buddhist temples is for profit.

The simplicity of the Taoist temple may mean that there are really masters practicing here, and the senses are different. Zhu Yuanzhang also liked the Taoist temple more.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

When the little Taoist boy sweeping the floor saw Zhu Yuanzhang coming, he came over, put his hands together in a salute, and said, "Are the guests here to ask for fortune-telling or to worship God?"

"Where is your master? Let him come out to see us."

Zhu Yuanzhang said.

The Jin Yiwei and others, just like in Jiming Temple, did not show up with them and were hiding nearby. Jiang Wei still brought more than ten Jin Yiwei in casual clothes to follow.

The little Taoist boy saw that although Zhu Yuanzhang was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was full of undisguised and domineering aura of a powerful person. There were so many followers around him, so his identity must not be simple, so he hurried back to find his master.