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Chapter 1182 Bajie: My son-in-law is being polite!

"Zhong Jin, the abbot of Da Ci'en Temple, tolerates traitors and condones lawlessness, and he will be punished eighty times!"

"The crimes committed by fan monks will be severely punished without mercy. Those who commit capital crimes will be publicly questioned and executed three days later, and the rest will be driven to the smoky ground guards. They will not be pardoned!"

"Oh! Oh!"

For the common people in the capital, the downfall of Tao Zhongwen and the threat of the nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum grass are unknown secrets at all. The closest to ordinary people is the arrest and trial of the monks like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

When the announcement came out and the yamen servant read it out, whoever called out first, everyone clapped their hands and applauded, which was very satisfying.

Yan Shifan hugged his 21st concubine, and was sitting in the gorgeous carriage, just when he heard the cheers, he lifted the curtain and looked outside.

Immediately, some relatives went to inquire about the situation, and came back to report: "Mr. Xiaoge, the Ministry of Punishment has posted a notice, and the people in Beijing are discussing the trial of foreign monks."

Although Yan Shifan was addicted to wine, sex, wealth, and all kinds of bad habits, but with his good memory, he had a clear understanding of the affairs of the court: "These are still foreplay, and the next step is to rectify the tribute of the monks. Heavy... how do you feel about the absence of Fan Seng?"

My followers also didn't like to see those Tibetan monks showing off their might in the capital's territory, but they knew that Yan Shifan was moody and dared not speak nonsense. It's a big deal..."

The old Wusheng mother shook her head lightly: "I was born just after the gods and Buddhas disappeared. I don't know this Bodhisattva, let alone recognize it."

Li Yan's real energy is still spent on exploring the world, and the current starting point is the true identity of Wu Sheng's mother.

"But I have to admit that doing this really puts you at a huge risk of falling into evil spirits. If you have a secret method, you can't keep it. Say it now."

Wu Sheng's old mother was lying on it, still using the seven needles to suppress the gods, but she regained consciousness and was able to speak: "I am deeply impressed by the healing of the divine doctor. I wonder if there is a way to save it?"

He has a very thorough understanding of Buddhist scriptures, even better than the envoy who reappeared in it.

After Zhang Juzheng's rectification, the Ming court reversed the atmosphere and established the principle of "rewards are only special favors". Later, several dynasties also limited the scale of the system, reiterated the Jiajing ban many times, blocked the altar of precepts, and stopped conferring a large number of Tibetan monks, etc. .

The Jiajing dynasty suppressed Buddhism, but it did not kill the custom of paying tribute by foreign monks. After Jiajing died, the Longqing period was fine. In Wanli, foreign monks were invited to the palace to chant scriptures, but the number of paying tribute was greatly reduced.

The one who is vigilant is naturally that his father Yan Song is right. This person is different from Tao Zhongwen and Shao Yuanjie. He will really interfere in political affairs. If it is suppressed in time, there may be endless troubles...

On the first day, I just waited for a while. Seeing that the offerings were put down and there was no sign of "Junior Brother Bailong", I took the offerings and left;

Li Yan said again: "However, Luojiao will be cleansed of his crimes and will be listed as an orthodox religion. It will be recognized by the court, and it will draw a clear line with Bailian and others. You can rest assured about this."

On the second day, he looked around and waited for half an hour before leaving with the offerings sullenly;

The tributes of all dynasties in China have always advocated thick exchanges and light returns. A clear "tribute system".

After talking about Luojiao, Li Yan pointed to the table table: "The envoy of the Buddhist altar has just arrived here. Do you have any friendship with this Bodhisattva?"

The lifeless old mother is silent.

After appearing today, this altar envoy, who is delicious by nature and has a big stomach, didn't even look at the spiritual fruit on the confession case for the first time. Instead, he wandered around the hall and flew towards the outside.

Li Yan's eyes moved, and the corners of his mouth raised: "I'm afraid this one can't wait and wants to come to see you, so I'll avoid it for a while and let you talk about your condition."

However, in the middle and late period, with the weakening of the Ming Dynasty in all aspects, the tribute began to deteriorate, and the tribute of the monks was even more criticized.

Li Yandao: "The envoy of the altar is also merciful. After learning about your situation in the past few days, he is especially concerned. Let me share how your condition is?"

During the Zhengtong period, there were only three or forty monks paying tribute each time. During the Jingtai period, the number increased to 40. In the Tianshun period after the change of Baozongjing, the number had reached 300. In the recent Zhengde period, due to the emperor's I like the novelties brought by the fan monks, and the rewards are generous. Not to mention the number of fan monks has expanded to tens of thousands, many of them forged their identities and pretended to come to receive the rewards.

Naturally, Li Yan would not pay attention to the feelings of the elder Xiaoge, and carried out his own arrangements in an orderly manner. The rectification he made did not go too far beyond the times, referring to Zhang Juzheng in history.

Yan Shifan sneered: "Of course it's big. Is this as simple as driving away the monks? How many officials have been cut off from their sources of income!"

It's only been three days since Longnu didn't show up, and Bajie is in a hurry.

It is not necessary for all the Buddhist monks to enter Beijing to pay tribute. For example, according to the records of the third year of Jiajing, the total number of Buddhist monks was more than 400, of which more than 160 went to Beijing, and the rest were kept aside. It was a small number of representatives who came to Beijing and led many people. Rewards, there is too much room for maneuvering.

Yan Shifan knows the field of corruption well, and knows how much interests are involved behind the superficial ailment of fan monks. Seeing that the purge of fan monks has begun, he is both expectant and vigilant in his heart.

Li Yan didn't give three consecutive denials, but his words were rather cold: "The power of belief and sacrifice from the White Lotus Sect is pouring into the body continuously, which is very tricky."

"It seems that Wu Sheng's mother is more important in his heart than expected..."

Naturally, what I look forward to is that the Taoist doctor who can complete the triple jump in one year after entering Beijing, and whose performance is far superior to that of the previous celestial masters, will be devastated in this kind of political affairs...

"Good start!"

Facts have proved that the method of drying for a few days is very good.

According to the statistics of later generations, the money rewarded by the Ming court to a foreign monk is equivalent to giving a salary to a seventh-rank official, and those who are favored even reach the level of a fourth-rank official, and those who are favored by the Dharma King are even richer. Officials often fail to pay their wages, so one can imagine what will happen.

It can be seen that governance is absolutely achievable.

"It's strange that they still carry out their beliefs after losing the ginseng doll's transformation of the land."

Since he is a celestial master, he has to take care of religion. The chaos of the monks is obviously one of them. Anyway, he doesn't need to spend much energy. He still has some experience in this area.

Li Yan stood quietly, without staring or breathing, but he was able to grasp its movements keenly. Bajie's thoughts stopped in front of the door of the Daxiong Palace, turned back after a while, and waited by the side of the confession.

This system is not because people are stupid and rich, but it has far-reaching diplomatic influence, and it also does not support the enemy. For example, Mongolian tribes can’t pay tribute even if they want to. In the end, An Dahan led troops to the city of Beijing, forcing Tribute mutual market.

He stood quietly outside the main hall, and naturally integrated with the whole temple, regardless of each other.

Waiting inside, waiting outside.

Because of years of habit, the tributary system has long formed a set of benefit transfers.

Wusheng's old mother was a little silent when she heard the words, but finally she refused: "I don't want to meet such strange gods..."

Li Yan waited until Bajie left before strolling into the main hall. Before the confession, he turned his palm and Zidian hospital bed appeared.

This is Zhang Juzheng's iron-fisted style. He directly wrote to the governor of Gansu to give him an opportunity to inform him of his opinions on dealing with the tribute of the monks: one is not to encourage them, so that Tibetans should not send any more monks to come; Refer to other tribes who paid tribute; the third is to specify the time and place, enter from Shaanxi, and return from winter to spring; fourth, the rewards from the internal treasury must be reviewed by Zhang Juzheng himself.

This is also why judging from the memorials, there are many courtiers of the Ming Dynasty who opposed the tribute of the monks, but basically they could only provide criticism, but could not think of a solution. In the end, this policy lazily followed the dynasty.

Yan Shifan poked his head out again, stared in the direction of Da Ci'en Temple for a moment, and hummed: "Let's go!"

Wu Sheng's old mother changed her address: "Thank you, Heavenly Master, the believers of my religion are sincere people and deserve fair treatment."

Li Yandao: "If you want to cure you, you need to wipe out the White Lotus Sect outside the Great Wall. Obviously it's not a temporary success. It involves the entanglement between the Ming court and Mongolia, secularism and religion!"

In the tribute system, the "sending off officials" is a fat job. Officials from all over the country, especially those in the border provinces, even directly sell quotas.

This is the use of the sixth sense of consciousness-only energy, and it is also the improvement after reading the Tripitaka and realizing it.

Undoubtedly, the patience inside couldn't be compared. After waiting for another half an hour, he left in disappointment. The mood swings revealed, as if even the spirit fruit was no longer fragrant.

While waiting and cultivating, Li Yan had a calm mind and was not in a hurry.

At the beginning of Jiajing period, the number of Buddhist monks who paid tribute was limited to 300, but it was easy to let it go, but it was difficult to shrink it. Even with the preference of the Taoist emperor, the regulations were not implemented, and the quota was exceeded every year.

Wusheng old mother said indifferently: "My sect has only been emerging for a few decades, if the little god has other methods, he will not hide and sleep in the ganoderma grass..."

"Wait a minute!"

After saying that, he turned around, walked around the side of the Buddha statue, and disappeared. As soon as Wu Sheng's old mother called out, she found that there were subtle fluctuations in the confession in front of her, and a thought went back and forth again. Advent.

The Zidian prison shrank, and the seven-needle control god disappeared. She adjusted her posture and was ready to welcome, and then found that a fat old pig appeared.

But the moment he saw himself, the old pig's face changed, and he quickly covered his evil face with his sleeves, and when he put it down again, he had become a handsome man, leaping towards the case, licking his face. He came to the front with a straight face: "Mr. Xing is on the top, my son-in-law is polite!"

(End of this chapter)