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Chapter 1244 Reviving Zhenwu Taoism and banning Buddhist treasures

"I don't know?"

In the Buddhist Hall of Wanshou Palace in Xiyuan, the bald-headed Jiajing stopped his hand beating the wooden fish, and said indifferently: "All gods have names and surnames, how could they not know?"

The eunuch kneeling on the ground is Chen Hong alive.

The great eunuch was very excited. Those who used to eat fast and chant Buddha with His Majesty were all the old bones of Lu Fang. Now he finally has his day, but he was very frightened, because according to the description of the witnesses, he carefully searched for that person. Fairy, but can't find it.

But all the gods who are sacrificed have portraits and characteristics. The names of many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats in Lingshan are memorized in the palace, but there is no honor name of that god...

The horses that sneak out can cause troubles in Buddhist temples, and they must be of high status, let alone unknown, but they just can't be found out.

Chen Hong didn't want the opportunity to become famous to just slip away in vain, and kowtowed again and again: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will definitely find the immortal, I will definitely find it!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Jiajing closed his eyes and continued to strike the wooden fish, as if he didn't care.

But judging from the ups and downs of his voice, this Da Mingzi's heart is definitely not peaceful.

The yellow robe was exchanged for the purple cassock, just because of a bad idea back then.I am a monk from the West, why was I born in the emperor's family?

Perhaps some emperors would have such feelings after becoming a monk, but it is definitely not Jiajing.

On the contrary, the more he practiced Buddhism these years, the more he became more and more wrong.

It's not that the Dharma is not profound enough, but that I feel that the imperial power has been lost rapidly, and I have become a monk, no longer an emperor.

This is something that, as the Ninth Five-Year Master, absolutely cannot tolerate.

But the influence of Buddhism is too great. With the enshrining of successive dynasties, its influence has become more and more popular. Now the treasures issued by the imperial court are handled by eminent monks, and the diplomacy with neighboring countries is handled by eminent monks. …

At first, Jiajing thought that there was no hope, but the chaos in Daxinglong Temple made him understand that those monks were not invulnerable, on the contrary, the truly powerful gods did not show up!
"such a pity……"

Thinking that the god might have returned to the dojo to discipline the horses that were running around, Jiajing sighed, stood up, and walked towards the layman.

Lu Fang stepped out and followed behind him step by step, watching the Long Live Lord walk out of the Buddhist hall and turn around in the West Garden.

"How long has it been since I returned to the palace?"

While walking, Jiajing suddenly looked to the north of the city and asked.

The other servants who served on the left and right were startled, but Lu Fang immediately knew that the "palace" that was returning referred to the Forbidden City. We moved to Xiyuan..."

Jiajing sighed again: "It's been 16 years... The emperor is rich all over the world, the family is the country, and the country is the family. I am the father of the people. I should be frugal and wear it for all seasons, but only eight sets. The palace is destroyed. , no longer repair, it should be!"

Lu Fang remained silent, and the other servants also forced themselves not to look at the magnificent Buddhist halls in the West Garden.

Jiajing was silent for a moment, then said: "It's just that this palace city is my home after all, I still have to go back and have a look..."

"Pull over!"

On the emperor's chariot, out of Xiyuan, soon the Forbidden City is far away.

But when he really entered the palace, this great son of heaven became even more silent.

The dilapidated walls and ruins destroyed by the fire form an increasingly sharp contrast with the newly built temples and Buddhist halls, which is really dazzling.

Involuntarily, Jiajing thought of his heir again.

After becoming a monk, the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards were of course useless. He only had three sons and two daughters. Unfortunately, the eldest son died of illness. Now there are two concubines left, one is King Yu and the other is King Jing.

It was a coincidence that I came here at this time. I just saw King Yu kneeling in the Buddhist hall and reciting scriptures with the monks. The other King Jing never stayed in the palace. Monk's support.

Jiajing looked at it coldly, raised his hand to stop the eunuch who wanted to inform, and walked forward silently.

If this generation cannot resist, the next generation will only be more obedient...

"Master, the palace ahead is His Highness Chang An's bedroom. I heard that His Highness is also practicing recently, but he is not reciting the Dharma..."

Just when Jiajing was in a bad mood and was about to return to Xiyuan, Lu Fang's whisper changed his mind.

"Oh? Go and see!"

For the eldest daughter, Jiajing still loves her very much, but this princess has been a little weird recently.

I didn't know why at first, but Jiajing didn't understand the reason until he walked into the house.

I saw Princess Chang'an sitting cross-legged on the futon, with her eyes slightly closed, her left foot raised to the root of her right thigh, with the center of the foot facing the sky, and her right foot also pulled to the root of her left thigh, facing upwards, while the palms were naturally placed on both legs , Close your eyes and meditate, peaceful and peaceful.

Jiajing stared.

Not only because of this weird posture, but also because there is a picture scroll hanging in front of her, which depicts a back figure out of the world, independent from the world, floating like a fairy.

Jiajing looked at it again and again, suddenly overjoyed, and quickly stepped forward: "Changan! Which fairy is in this painting?"

"My son-in-law pays respects to his father!"

Although Xiaoqian didn't think that the bald Jiajing was her father, she followed the etiquette and said respectfully, "This is the real martial artist!"

Jiajing murmured: "Zhenwu? I seem to have heard of this fairy name..."

Xiaoqian said: "Father, do you still remember the 'Innocent Wuxuantian God of Beiji Town' conferred by Emperor Chengzu?"

Jiajing suddenly said: "Yes, it is Chengzu's imperial seal..."

When Li Yan proposed the title of Zhenwu, Xiaoqian felt that it could not be more suitable.

Because although the belief in Zhenwu did not come from the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty was undoubtedly the period when Emperor Zhenwu had the most prominent momentum and the most common folk beliefs.

This is of course related to Zhu Di. Since he ascended the throne, he has vigorously advocated Taoism, and even granted Zhenwu the title of "Innocent Wuxuantian God of the North Pole Town". Worship the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Since then, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty have vigorously advocated the belief of Emperor Zhenwu, so that everyone knows about this emperor among the people.

Of course, it is the normal Ming Dynasty in Nanzhanbu Prefecture, not here.

"Taoism... Zhenwu Shengjun... I didn't expect it to be this great god..."

Since Jiajing was born, he really has never been in touch with Taoism, but only read it from ancient books. This sect existed thousands of years ago, but it declined rapidly as the Buddha traveled to the East. Chengzu tried to support it, but failed in the end , the arms can't hold the thighs...

"The edict of the ancestors, how can we forget it!"

The bald-headed emperor showed a long-lost smile, and said softly to his daughter, "Chang An, tell me about the miracle of that true martial sage!"

……

"The Great Wall doesn't exist."

While Xiaoqian was describing the majesty of Zhenwu Shengjun to Jiajing with the bald head, Li Yan stood with his hands behind his hands on the Great Wall outside the Great Wall, overlooking the four directions.

To be precise, it was looking at a ruin.

The Great Wall was rebuilt in the Ming Dynasty, and later it was repaired and strengthened by successive dynasties before it formed its final scale. However, due to the peace in this world, the repair work of the Great Wall has been completely abandoned, and what is left is naturally ruins, which are no longer enough to resist the grassland. attack.

Of course, there is no offense at all.

The prairie people also worship Buddha, and the degree is deeper. Once the eminent monks come forward, they will not fight at all. They will do business with them early in the morning and provide the necessities of life.

"All order is being reshaped, and the core is Buddhism to save the world..."

Li Yan made a conclusion and turned around to look.

A spot of light appeared in the sky, flickered a few times, and appeared in front of him with lightning speed, bowed down, and it was the beautiful Nine-Headed Insect: "Master!"

In the past, if he dared to act wildly on the head of Buddhism, even if he didn't get killed, he might lose a head and have an extra bleeding wound, but now he is safe and sound. Sure enough, it is different to have a backer.

But the Nine-Headed Insect didn't know that Li Yan was different from those gods and Buddhas. If the mount really dared to go out and cause harm to innocent people, the end would definitely not be as simple as taking back the ashram and canceling the sins of the past.

The previous turmoil was a small test, and the Nine-Headed Insect could only entrust the task by keeping its own place. Li Yan asked, "How is the situation in various temples?"

The Nine-Headed Insect said: "Buddhist cultivators are not good at martial arts, and there are no divine generals to protect the Dharma. They are like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow, but they don't know whether it is true or not. If it is all fake, it will destroy all monasteries everywhere. , to no avail..."

Li Yandao: "Before finding out the truth, don't treat the surroundings as false."

"Yes!"

The Nine-Headed Insect took the order, and rolled his eyes: "My lord, I have seen many monasteries making Ming Dynasty banknotes, and those monks cherish them very much."

Li Yandao: "Precious banknotes are the most widely circulated currency in the market today. They can replace worldly gold and silver, so they are naturally valued."

The Nine-Headed Insect was the one who stole the Buddha's treasure relics back then, and now he has tricks: "The divine prohibition of the treasure banknote is very simple. Since Buddhism uses it, why don't we forge it and ruin their business?"

Li Yan raised his eyebrows.

Everything really needs to be brainstormed, and he really hasn't thought about it.

If it is a secular banknote, without professional equipment and personnel, it is indeed difficult to imitate it, but the divine prohibition contained in the Daming treasure banknote gives it a chance.

Of course, he is not going to wantonly create counterfeit banknotes to hit the market, but this is indeed a way of thinking, which can explore the depth of Buddhism in this world.

Li Yandao: "Since that's the case, go and get some precious banknotes, remember, get them in the big temple."

"Please don't worry, my lord, I'm an old hand at taking things from the Buddhist sect!"

Nine-Headed Insect's words were indeed not bragging. In just over an hour, he walked back and forth, took a stack of thick treasure notes in his claws, and brought them over.

Li Yan took it, selected a few, and penetrated into it with his spiritual sense.

The Nine-Headed Insect waited silently by the side, thinking that once his method worked, and with the previous credits, his position would really be stabilized.

If in the past, this big monster was still a bit unruly, but he experienced the changes of the world, was almost swallowed by the mist, and fought with Yamata no Orochi. He had no wildness at all, so he wanted to go ashore and have a position that guarantees income from drought and flood...

However, Li Yan's expression quickly became dignified. He grasped the banknote with five fingers, and the Daming banknote was completely distorted. Tracing back to the source, a strange aura emanated from it.

The Nine-Headed Insect was startled, and asked cautiously: "My lord, is this precious banknote fake?"

Even the little turtle poked his head out of his sleeve, showing curiosity.

Li Yan shook his head: "The treasure banknotes are genuine, but its original appearance is really surprising. Please feel it carefully."

The Nine-Headed Insect realized something carefully, and suddenly realized something: "This seems to be... the breath of the Netherworld?"

Li Yandao: "To be precise, this is the breath of the ghost ticket."

The Nine-Headed Insect couldn't help feeling cold: "Ming Piao? It's used by the ghosts of the underworld, how could it have the same origin as this treasure..."

He thought this place was all fake, but now it seems that all he saw along the way were dead people?

Li Yan said solemnly: "Actually, I should have thought earlier that Mingpiao can be exchanged for secular gold and silver from Nanzhan Buzhou, and the core of Dongshengshenzhou's treasure banknotes is the transformation of Mingpiao. The four continents seem to be divided, but in fact the resources are always It is circulating, no wonder the secular world and Buddhas here are still so prosperous..."

In ancient farming society, the existence of religion is an effective spiritual sustenance, which can make the simple-minded ancients not think too much. To put it bluntly, the ruler will elevate the status of religion for the stability of the lower class. After all, culture is not popular. Under such circumstances, there is nothing easier to deter people than the theory of gods and ghosts.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages, and the prosperity of religion will often lead to poverty and ignorance of the public, because monks are supported by ordinary people, and once there are too many monks, it will cause a huge burden to the society.

Not only Buddhism, but also Taoism is actually the same, but to a lesser extent. In ancient countries where religions flourished, the lives of ordinary people were extremely miserable. At the same time, once religious forces infiltrated the political power, they would not be able to get rid of it. It would be extremely difficult to get rid of it. .

In the Ming Dynasty in Southern Zhanbuzhou, although Jiajing worshiped Taoism and Taoism flourished, it was only in the normal category, and it was not as good as another Taoist emperor in history. However, the social form of Dongsheng Shenzhou has changed.

The key point is that Buddhist practice only helps to make banknotes and controls the currency and the lifeline of the economy. There is no breakthrough in productivity. Under normal circumstances, religions flourish to such an extent, but they can flourish like a brocade, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe. It is a bit weird.

Now the reason is found.

"Back to the capital!"

Li Yan made a prompt decision, returned to the capital as soon as possible, came outside the imperial city, and called Xiaoqian out.

Xiaoqian had just sent away the reluctant Jiajing, when she saw the treasure bills handed to her, she couldn't help but turn pale after investigating: "It is indeed a ghost ticket. In this way, the gold and silver in Nanzhan Buzhou can be converted into hell tickets. The ghost note is then transferred to this place’s treasure banknote? Isn’t this plundering the worldly wealth of Nanzhanbu Prefecture?”

Li Yan said slowly: "I'm afraid it's still an attempt."

"Since ancient times, how many people have pursued longevity, and the more powerful they are, the more they are afraid of death. If they can exchange worldly gold and silver for a continuation of life, they must be willing."

"Hooking dead people to accept bribes and renew their lives with ghost tickets is already a chaotic phenomenon. After all, it is an extremely rare situation. If it becomes the norm, the rich and powerful will not die, but they want wealth to continue to be transformed into ghost tickets to continue their lives. All order will be completely changed. , this is the pursuit of the murderer behind the scenes..."

Xiaoqian could understand at the front, but she didn't understand at the end, but felt that the young master had already had an idea about the truth of this place, so she hurriedly asked, "Then what should we do now?"

"The plan remains unchanged!"

Li Yan pointed directly at the core: "Revitalize the true martial arts and ban Buddhist treasures, and the murderer who hides behind the scenes will have to show up!"

(End of this chapter)