Of course he understands.
The imperial envoy Mr. Xu followed him into Huai'an Fucheng, definitely not for such a trivial matter as selling salt.
There must be something big to do.
As for what it was, it was best if he didn't ask.
The two separated.
Zhang Leping, as for Zhang Leping, found a good inn nearby, treated everyone to a feast, and then went to bed.
I plan to go to the Salt Transportation Bureau office early tomorrow morning and exchange the pass in my hand for a banknote from the Central Bank of the Ministry of Revenue.
Then happily return to the Zhuqiao Town Salt Mine.
Xu Qin and Sanlang were hiding in Huai'an City under the night.
…
The lake behind the imperial city, at the east foot of Chicken Cage Mountain.
The royal temple Jiming Temple was rebuilt by Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang in the early years of Hongwu.
It is large in scale and surrounded by mountains and rivers.
A luxury carriage was parked at the foot of the mountain.
Yao Guangxiao, who also served as Zuo Shanshi, the monk Lusi of the Yongle Dynasty, slowly stepped out of the chariot.
He asked the guards in brocade and other honor guards to stay at the foot of the mountain. With the support of a young monk, he climbed the mountain to the gate of Jiming Temple.
He raised his head and looked at the three golden plaques with "Jiming Temple" written by Emperor Taizu Gao.
Enter Jiming Temple and come to Xifan Hall.
According to legend, this place was once an ancient battlefield. There was an execution ground here during the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and ghosts often came here.
In order to cure these lingering souls, Taizu ordered people to build a golden hall here, and sent people to invite eminent Xifan monks to come here to build an altar and offer food to save the ghosts.
A few years later, the eminent monk Xifan returned to his hometown, and this golden hall was also named "Xifan Hall"
Now, there is also an eminent monk living in this Xifan Hall.
After crossing the threshold and entering the courtyard of the palace, the sound of reciting sutras lingered in my ears.
After walking through the cloister, you will find the main hall in front of you.
Just as Yao Guangxiao was about to continue walking forward, he was blocked by a young monk in green clothes, "Master, who are you looking for? But is there anything important?"
Looking at the anxious expression of the young monk, Yao Guangxiao replied calmly:
"My surname is Yao. I'm here to visit your master."
The young man Qing Yi was shocked when he heard this.
Unexpectedly, the old monk in front of him turned out to be the legendary big man, the 'demon monk' in the master's mouth.
He opened his eyes wide and was stunned for a long time before clasping his hands together and saluting, he said:
"Master, please come with me."
The three of them walked from the other side of the corridor to the backyard of the hall.
After a while, they arrived at a quiet and unique courtyard.
There are lush flowers and trees in the courtyard, rockeries stand tall, and the breeze blows, making a rustling sound.
There is a solitary bamboo table and two bamboo chairs in the middle of the courtyard, with some potted flowers and plants placed around it.
Facing the courtyard gate, there is a monk sitting on a bamboo chair.
Hearing the footsteps approaching, the monk slowly turned around, a look of surprise on his old face.
Of course Yao Guangxiao recognized him.
This person was the former abbot of Jiming Temple, the eminent monk Pu Qia, the chief monk of Emperor Jianwen.
In the eighth year of Hongwu's reign, Taizu ordered monks who were proficient in Confucianism to take the examination at the Ministry of Rites. Daoyan was called to the capital after passing the examination, but he was not granted the title of royal monk, only monk's robes.
The monk Lu Si Youshan Shizong Lai knew that this monk Daoyan was proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but his talent was not recognized, so he recommended him to enter Tianjie Temple to seek a monk position.
Pu Qia, who was eight years younger than him, was also practicing in Tianjie Temple at this time, but his position was higher than him.
Because Pu Qia was Zong Li's adopted son.
The two had been together in Tianjie Temple for five years, chatting happily with each other and regretting meeting each other so late.
Pu Qia admired Dao Yan for his profound knowledge, understanding of astronomy and geography, and his familiarity with Buddhist scriptures, so he humbly consulted him for five years.
In this way, there is a relationship between Dao Yan and Pu Qia as a close friend, a teacher and a friend.
In the thirteenth year of Hongwu's reign, Pu Qia was transferred to be the abbot of Jiming Temple, while Dao Yan was promoted to be the abbot of Tianjie Temple.
Among them, Pu Qia should be credited with recommending intercession to his adoptive father Zong Lai.
In the fifteenth year of Hongwu's reign, Queen Ma died of illness. Taizu selected eminent monks to accompany the kings and chant sutras and pray for blessings.
At this time, Zong Lai was Zuo Shanshi, the monk-recording minister of the Ming Dynasty. He recommended Daoyan as the chief recording monk of King Yan to serve Zhu Di, chant sutras and pray for blessings.
Afterwards, Dao Yan followed Zhu Di to Peiping and served as the abbot of Qingshou Temple.
Time flies and things change.
More than ten years later, Dao Yan became the planner of the Jingnan Campaign, and Pu Xia became the chief recording monk of Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen.
Each of them is their own master.
Not long after Zhu Di entered Nanjing, someone reported secretly that Pu Qia was the only insider of Zhu Yunwen's disappearance.
But he denied it and kept silent about anything about Zhu Yunwen.
Due to Daoyan Yao Guangxiao's plea, Zhu Di did not execute him or imprison him, but placed him under house arrest in Xifan Temple of Jiming Temple.
Of course, Jin Yiwei was sent to monitor secretly.
"The poor monk Pu Qia has seen the master, but he didn't know that he was coming. Please forgive me for being a little far away from him."
Pu Qia stood up, put his hands together and saluted respectfully.
"No need to be polite, I came here to tell you something."
Yao Guangxiao had no expression on his face and waved his hand to let the monk in green and the young monk Midu who was following him exit the small courtyard.
After waiting for people to leave, Yao Guangxiao got straight to the point.
"According to the report from Jinyiwei, it is said that the Qingzheng Church has been active recently, engaging in riots and destroying Yongle's new land tax policy, which is a sign of restoration."
"I ask you to try to tell them not to have any wishful thinking anymore. The era of Zhu Yunwen is gone forever. This is God's will. If you continue to cause trouble, you will suffer even greater murders in the end."
Pu Qia listened with the same expressionless expression.
He neither denied nor agreed to tell the story, but snorted coldly and said:
"Master, if you don't want any more killings, why did you do it in the first place?"
"I am following the way of heaven. The way of heaven is like this, how can I stop it?"
Yao Guangxiao glared at Pu Qia fiercely with his triangular eyes and said in a deep voice:
"In the past, killing people was a last resort. Now the overall situation has been decided. If chaos breaks out again and lives are lost, it will be against the laws of nature and human nature."
"I have made a special trip to the mountain this time to warn you for the last time, stop dreaming. Every move of the Qing Zhengtong Church is under the surveillance of the Jin Yiwei."
Puqia stood up, saluted, and said in a deep voice:
"Amitabha, thank you Master for your kindness. The poor monk will definitely try to tell you, but I'm not sure whether they will believe it or not."
Yao Guangxiao thought for a moment, stood up and said:
"Do your best to obey fate. I hope you will take care of yourself and don't cause any trouble, especially if you are prudent. Otherwise, I won't be able to protect you."
"Farewell!"
Before he finished speaking, he left angrily without looking back.
"Amitabha, Master, please walk slowly."
Pu Qia put his hands together and bowed respectfully to say goodbye.
He knew in his heart that Daoyan came to give advice in person for the last time because he was thinking of his old relationship.
Not wanting to kill again was also his and Dao Yan's current intention.
But now, many things cannot be controlled by the will of their monks.
Even Dao Yan himself cannot completely determine Zhu Di's will.
Pu Qia let out a long sigh, and just as he turned around, a figure flashed out from behind the rockery.
This person, Mao Dafang, was the censor of Youdu in the Jianwen Dynasty, with a rank of second rank.
When the city of Nanjing was destroyed, he did not commit suicide and die.
Instead, he quietly abandoned his official position and sneaked out of the city and went to Jiangnan to recruit troops.
But he was just a Confucian scholar who wrote sharp articles and knew nothing about military affairs.
How to recruit, train, and maintain troops is completely unclear.
But it did save him.
Zhou Shixiu, who has sharp lips and is eloquent, did not escape Xu Qin's town cleaning and ended up with a different body and head.
