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 the capital, 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 with pale faces, 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 about to starve to death.
The first two days were better. I ate grass seed bark porridge. Although I couldn't fill my stomach, at least I could still stay 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 the capital was the disaster?" Ye Sheng was confused.
After asking a few people, 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. It must be that the disaster was caused somewhere in Gyeonggi Province. 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 want?" You can do whatever you want!”
"You don't like me, my daughter, I haven't married anyone yet. As long as you like her, you can let her be a fire maid. If you look at her high and give her a wife, it will be her ancestor's merit. Come on, sir, just do it, okay, okay!"
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 in our mother and son!"
Ye Sheng was completely stunned. Seeing that this sister-in-law was well-dressed, she didn't look like someone selling 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 accept them.
"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.
"You can buy it if you have money." Ye Sheng persuaded 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 for just one mouthful of food.
"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 resurfaced 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, so we 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, 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 officer!"
"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 will be given to you. I will go to the palace to report to Your Majesty. You believe me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory..."
Before Ye Sheng finished speaking, he ran away.
Don’t give up on anything and rush towards the city gate with all your might!
"Help! I am Ye Sheng, the Minister of Rites. Open the city gate quickly!" Ye Sheng shouted at the city gate as he ran.
"Don't let that bitch go!" The first woman to kneel down jumped 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 thin and pays great attention to his diet and takes good care of himself.
Although he was over forty years old, he ran extremely fast, and since the refugees had been without food for several days, they naturally couldn't keep up with him.
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw the soldiers on the city guard stringing their bows, their arrow tips 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.
He quickly went to report it to his superior, who came over to look and saw Ye Sheng looking like a monkey on a jumping horse, wearing obscene clothes and waving his official robe.
"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.
call out! call out! call out!
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 some relief in her pupils.
Seeing the blood, the refugees dispersed in a hurry.
However, Ye Sheng saw someone dragging the body of his 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 was very flattering.
"No need, I can leave."
Ye Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "What's your name?"
"Xing Han, I have met Lord Shangshu!" Xiao Qi 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 he was about to soar into the sky by currying favor with the minister.
Looking at the prosperity in Beijing, Ye Sheng's face was filled with sadness.
Only a wall separates them, but it's 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 Lord Gonggun!"
"Forcing farmers in Gyeonggi Province to sell grain and sell it to me at a high price!"
"What a great deal! You guys are really smart!"
"good!"
"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 reveal it!"
"But what about the food? You come to me, what can I do?"
"Can I still conjure food?"
Zhu Qiyu got angry in 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.
All of them were sweating and looking forward with stern eyes.
"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 gave advice to Dai Ang in the matter.
"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 the 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, the civil and military forces of the DPRK gave him a sinkhole! No, it's an abyss!
What caused chaos in the past dynasties, isn’t it just about having enough to eat!
If it can't be solved properly, he may wait until he becomes the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he may 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 soon as possible; the other is to recover some of the grain to meet the urgent need."
"Is this a solution? Do you have 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, lowered his head, and did not dare to speak.
"It's urgent, 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, not afraid of being scolded.
This is the countermeasure they discussed at Hu Hui's house.
"You can borrow it, there's nothing I can do." 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 desperately.
"Your Majesty, I think I can borrow it in the name of the court, and then return it to the temple when I have 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 was embarrassed to speak.
"What a good guy, there are so many loyal ministers in the dynasty, but I am the only one who is a fool. What a fucking irony!"
"Whether he is loyal or traitorous, you all know it in your heart!"
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 in the Fengtian Palace, waiting for the hungry people to rush in and chop off my head and play it as a ball. I admit it."
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..."
"roll!"
"Do you want me to wipe your butt for the mistakes you made?"
"Is your imperial decree asking me to rob farmers of their food? Or is it me 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 look on his face: "Old Master, what do you usually teach me? Have you forgotten? Teach me to be a wise king who loves his people like a son!"
"I did it. I sold the Imperial Mansion 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?"
"Buy low and sell high, forcing farmers to become homeless and selling 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!"
"What kind of money is that? Don't you know it?"
"If you move even a little bit, someone in Shandong will die!"
"Are you comfortable spending this money? It's all blood-stained money!"
"I don't have the 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 Wenhuaji!"
Zhu Qiyu scolded Hu Hui like a dog.
Hu Xi burst into tears.
He always thought he was maintaining the Ming Dynasty's artifacts, but he didn't know that the person who dug up the Ming Dynasty's roots 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 old minister who harmed 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 I didn't expect that Hu Hui would not hold back and risk his death to gain fame. He was cunning enough.
"Your Majesty, this is a serious crime committed by me. I am seeking petty gains. I beg your Majesty to show mercy!" Li Xian knelt on the ground and excused Hu Hui.
"alright!"
Zhu Qiyu borrowed the donkey from the slope and said, "I had prepared the Emperor's Sword. I 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 Master, 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 the capital, and even the entire Hebei and half of Henan, can they be killed completely?"
"Let's talk about what to do, right?"
Zhu Qiyu stopped being arrogant. He had just caught a king bomb and was enjoying himself. However, he stopped playing and felt like a 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 area to meet their urgent needs. We can then return it to them later, or buy it..."
Before Hu Xi finished speaking, Zhu Qiyu glanced at him.
Still buying?
Do you want this scene to happen again in Henan and Liaodong?
"Old Master, go and borrow it from the monks. I can't give 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 easily cause misunderstandings if people 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."
"Why don't you take advantage of the opportunity of the Spring Dragon Day to hold a Buddhist and Taoist event in the palace, and invite eminent monks, Taoist priests, and lamas from the capital to come to 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 a pot of it.
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 make 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 was confused.
But at this moment, Ye Sheng asked to see you.
"Ye Sheng, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, may I send you greetings, Holy Gong!" Ye Sheng knelt on the ground after saluting.
"I am safe!"
Zhu Qiyu asked him to get up.
Ye Sheng presented 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 did not know that Hu Hui had become the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and was given 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 officials have a lot of money. How much grain can the Ministry of Household purchase with 190,000 taels of silver? How can it be so serious?"
"yes!"
These are old guys who realize immediately what the problem is.
"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 severe flooding in Shandong has spread, and the palace must be raising money to buy grain 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 alert the snake?
"Who among you is dealing in grain?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
The courtiers are all pure husbands who read the books of sages, 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. 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 grain dealer in Beijing is located?" Zhu Qiyu softened his tone.
Hu Bi, Lin Cong, and Li Xian looked at Muzhuang.
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. They are 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!
"His Majesty!"
But Hu Hu stopped him: "Your Majesty, it is better to send someone to find out the truth first. We cannot take action immediately. Once the grain merchants are prepared, it will be difficult to handle."
This is what an old man says when he seeks the country.
However, Zhu Qiyu glanced at all the officials in the capital.
The backers behind these grain merchants were all standing in the court hall.
You said, do they care about the life and death of the people, or do they care about their own pockets?
It must be the money bag, otherwise why would he be so ruthless and buy all the food rations for millions of people in Gyeonggi Province just to sell them to the Ministry of Household Affairs at a high price?
What if they are still not satisfied and want a higher price and sell it to the people instead?
"I give you a chance to stand up!"
Zhu Qiyu stood up from the dragon chair: "Today is a critical time for 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 tyrant of plunder. I'll pay for 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 mouth was dry as he spoke, but no one stood up.
The backstage of the grain merchants all pretended to be dead in the court.
Who is the one?
"Mu Zhuang!" Zhu Qiyu called the name.
"Weak ministers have nothing to do with merchants. Please tell me, Your Majesty!" Mu Zhuang kowtowed as if he were pounding garlic.
"Lin Cong!" Zhu Qiyu called his name 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, I know." Hu Hui prevaricated.
Li Xian was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, since it is a purchase, there is no need to spend a lot of money. 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. .”
"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 would come out?
"What are you talking about if you don't pay for it? If your family takes advantage of the wealth, go and buy 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, my country, my country, and I want to kill all nine of their tribes! Still spending money? Burn them and let them flower underground!
"Your Majesty, forgive me!" Li Xiantian said.
"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!"
He said that the grain merchants had no backing, even if they killed Zhu Qiyu, they wouldn't believe it.
In order to get the food smoothly, we had no choice but to shut down the center.
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were sinister: "I will give you one last chance. Come forward 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 stop the world just for a few bullshit businessmen, okay!"
"Jin Zhong, please take action!"
"Instructions will be sent to Song Jie, Li Jin, the bodyguard army, and the horse-breeding army, to be mobilized by Jin Zhong!"
"Send another order to the Water Transport Yamen and cooperate with the Jinyi Guards! 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, I'll eat it here!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were hopeful, hoping to get some food.
These grain merchants who are hoarding food must be killed!
Dare to destroy the jobs of millions of people in the capital and destroy my world. These damn merchants will all kill the ten tribes! No forgiveness!
…
Cao Jixiang has been fishing for people in various prisons since last night.
Especially those who were severely tortured and whose families were in the city, all were fished out.
He spent more money and recruited a group of thugs from the market.
The patrol camp's straw team has been set up.
Cao Jixiang and Fang Xing didn't sleep all night.
"Admiral!"
A man covered in wounds knelt in front of Cao Jixiang.
"You're a killer, you're really lucky, you're still alive."
Cao Jixiang looked at him and smiled ferociously: "Your Majesty is using us again, so we are going 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 gives 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. 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 of the Prison Department.
The general banner is even more evil and has participated in the rebellion.
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 was afraid.
"Group a hundred households 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 my team to destroy incense in temples and Taoist temples!"
"If you are afraid, come forward and we will kill him with one knife, saving you the pain of going back to prison."
"Our family only gives 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 something, post one!"
"It needs to be plastered all over the city!"
"Please ask the scholar to read it in front of the notice 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!"
"Anyone who burns incense privately in the city will be beaten with ten boards! All incense in the city must be purchased at 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 behead your whole family!"
Cao Jixiang's voice became 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, you can 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 you have on your body, enough for our family to pick!"
"Set off!"
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, Longfu Temple (Five Pagoda 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 Supreme Emperor, the emperor cut down the trees in the Nan Palace in the name of building Longfu Temple, and the Longfu Temple was built with these trees.
Longfu Temple is not a simple temple. It is the temple where Fan and Zen live together.
Lama Basuo Dharmazhuang was the master who initiated the emperor. Master Basuo Dharmazhuang was Ke Zhujie 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, and proceed from difficult to 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 master by a poor monk. 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. Did the emperor know?
"Please 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?
Humph, 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 drag him.
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 visitors to temples in Beijing, and each one announced that they would be able to collect money at 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 hold his breath.
"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 didn't want to break up with Longfu Temple.
Neither Zen Master Huijing nor Lama Qianjia could afford to offend him.
"Soon." Pixi was trying to test Cao Jixiang's temper.
Cao Jixiang paced back and forth, his brows tangled.
Seeing Pi Xi's flirtatious attitude, Cao Jixiang knew that he was being bullied by dogs. Seeing that he had lost his power now, he didn't like him.
"Zen Master Pixi, you and I are old acquaintances."
"Our family believes in Buddhism, 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 spoke sincerely, 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 tone, but he used this trick very well.
Cao Jixiang figured it out. The incense money spent all these years 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 samadhi and communicated with me, the 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!"
Pi Xi closed his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Zen Master, how about giving face to our family, giving face to the emperor, 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 over 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 him.
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. Let him calm down his anger. A calm mind will naturally be empty."
"Jing, pull your head up!"
A sonorous sound!
Cao Jixiang drew out his knife and struck Bi Xi with one blow!
"ah!"
The little novice monk just went 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 Pi Xiang'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 embedded in the skin, and blood spurted out like urine.
Pi Xi was so frightened that it was his blood, and it slapped his 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 at the main hall above. He kept trembling: "It hurts, it hurts..."
"You know how it hurts? Huh? Give us a little favor! A tiger will be bullied by a dog! Go to hell!"
Cao Jixiang had a ferocious look on his face, and he slashed his knife open, directly slit Bixi's throat.
"Someone is coming!"
"Seal the temple gate to our family, leaving only one door open!"
"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 hall.
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 just to be offended!
Anyway, our family’s life has entered a countdown, I’m so scared! People die and birds fly to the sky. We don’t have any birds yet, 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 in the world? Are you following the traces of the Buddha? Are you going to become a Buddha immediately? What? 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.
Snapped! Snapped!
The blade, which was still filled with hot air, slapped 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: "According to the Emperor's oral decree! From now on, 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 plundering!"
Snapped!
Cao Jixiang slapped the blade of the knife on his face hard, 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 so angry. It must have been a traitor like Cao Jixiang who deceived the saints, so His Majesty made this stupid move!
No, I will enter the palace now and ask Your Majesty to give me an explanation!
However, facing Cao Jixiang's scorching eyes, he softened: "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. 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. Get 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 be the same, 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.
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 good family.
"Eunuch Cao...Admiral Cao, let's take a moment to talk." Zen Master Huijing understood. That's what the eunuch wanted, here.
"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? Huh?"
Cao Jixiang pushed him away: "Master Hui Jing, you can collect the corpse of Zen Master Vizhi, our family does not have that kung fu!"
"Remember, don't play with our family. If in Longfu Temple, find a incense that should not be available, and our family will open your brain!"
Speaking, Cao Jixiang slammed his head.
Master Hui Jing was so angry that he was a monk. How many times he entered the palace and explained the Dharma to His Majesty.
But Cao Jixiang patted his brain like this.
Like shooting watermelon, slap.
"Qianjia Lama's side, you go to explain and let him do it!"
Cao Jixiang walked out of the hall and yelled, "Have you finished? How can he grind, the door is so slow?"
"You? You, you do n’t go to collect the incense, what do you touch that little mother? Hurry up, be careful of your meal guy!"
"Limited to wait for a cup of tea, and if you don't do it well, our family will kill and wait!"
Master Hui Jing couldn't help but look down.
Look at Cao Jixiang again, it seems to be a lunatic, not only killing the monk, how can he kill himself?
Look at the people he brought, with injuries, unclean hands and feet, and gangsters, as if the only one who looked at normal, was actually stealing a pilgrima's money bag ...
Who are these people!
No, the old man must enter the palace, and report it to his Majesty. He must not let Cao Jixiang's defeats be able to break the reputation of His Majesty!
Absolutely not!
Threats with life, work fast.
Cao Jixiang left a small flag, a small flag five people: "Er and wait for the door to collect money. Careful of your parts! "
"Object to be!"
Five people kneeling on the ground, shivering.
In front of Cao Jixiang, they were sheep, but Cao auspicious was gone, but they were fierce, and they were all wolf, tiger and leopard.
"He listen to his mother!"
"One or two silver, one or two silver, you have to buy it when you enter the temple, you have to buy it without buying it!"
A big man with a fleshy face, holding a knife, slammed, the blade patted on the table: "As long as you pass by this street, you have to enter the temple! You must buy incense!"
There is a cowardice dressed as a talented dress: "Isn't it a copper plate in the notice?"
"Do you still say that you still have to say it? Lao Tzu said one or two, it is one or two! You get one or two silver for Lao Tzu first!"
The small flag directly put the blade on the neck of the show.
"This is a grabbing, this is the robber!" Xiu Cai was so angry that he cried.
"If you don't, don't believe it, you pay for it if you believe it!"
"Let you meet with the Buddha, spend one or two silvers cheap you!"
"Huh, you can see the Buddha from the uncle, so you need this price!"
The expression of the small flag is fierce.
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Explanation: The time line of the citizen is tightening, there should be a month of fermentation time. The author also wants to write this way. The problem is that the rhythm is slow. We understand!
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