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The wind and snow stopped the next day. In order to rush to Xiangyang as soon as possible to take command of the overall situation, Jia Liu ordered the leader of the team and the Minister of the Interior, Niu Lunbao, to command the Coating Camp of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Military Camp of the Yuanmingyuan to cooperate with the localities to clear the snow on the roads so that they can be opened as soon as possible. the way.

Accompanied by Ji Yun, Ding Qing, Sun Chengyun and other entourages, I secretly went to Taishan Temple, which is more than [-] miles away from Xinye City, to offer incense.

The reason is that Jia Liu didn't sleep well last night, and was awakened by the nightmare when it was about to dawn, and he was sweating all over.

In the dream, I vaguely saw an old man waving at him continuously, but he didn't speak at all.

In view of the weirdness of this dream, Jia Liu specially asked Ji Yun to explain it to him.

After listening to the lord's basic narration, Ji Yun couldn't understand it for a while, so he asked the lord what the conspicuous features of the old man in the dream were, or what was special about him.

"What's special?"

Jia Liu thought for a long time, then slapped his forehead: "By the way, there seems to be a crow on the old man's shoulder, and it croaked twice before leaving."

"crow?"

Ji Yun was refreshed when he heard the words, and he affirmed: "This old man is the ancestor of the prince, the emperor Taizu!"

"Heavy eight?"

Jia Liu was stunned, so soon the wife, wife, wife, and old man gave himself a dream?

He wasn't mentally prepared for this incident.

"My lord, it's not Zhu Yuanzhang, it's Nurhachi."

When speaking, Ji Yun's old face looked as if it had been hit with an electric prod, it was very stiff.

No matter how talented he is, and his knowledge of the past and the present, he really doesn't know how to connect the Heshuo hat king of the Qing Dynasty with the Zhu Ming royal family.

Because of this, he was so worried that he couldn't even eat meat.

Jia Liu was puzzled: "Why is it Nurhachi?"

Ji Yun gave the reason that Lao Man said that when Emperor Taizu was in danger, there was a divine crow to save him. Therefore, since the founding of the Qing Dynasty for a hundred years, crows have been regarded as divine birds.

However, it is a bit far-fetched to determine that the old man is Nurhachi instead of Zhu Yuanzhang based on just a crow, so Jia Liu suspected that Ji Yun was fooling him, so he asked Nurhachi what he wanted to do with him.

"The lower officials thought that Emperor Taizu entrusted his dream to the prince for the sake of the country and the country of the Qing Dynasty!"

Ji Yun actually explained clearly and logically.

Saying that the emperor Taizu waved at the prince, it means that the prince is the best heir to Taizu's career.

Secondly, the Taizu didn't speak, but said that the prince should let the prince do whatever it takes. He doesn't need to care what others say, let alone what Aixinjueluo's other unworthy descendants think.

Before leaving, the divine bird made two "croaks" to congratulate the prince for his destiny.

In short, in Ji Yun's mouth, everything is beautiful.

Jia Liu was taken aback by the words.

How did he understand that it was the meaning of his old man telling him to go over and not stay blind in the world.

For the balance between the two phases, Ji Yun's solution shall prevail for the time being.

After thinking about it, it was wrong. I always felt that it might be the ghosts of Liangzhu, Ta Yinbu and others who died last night. In addition, my hands and feet have not been clean in the past few years, and I owe a lot of debts. I think I should find a temple Clean up your mind.

Even if you can't resolve those Ah Piao's grievances, you can just stabilize the true fire of Samadhi above your head.

So I informed myself that I would go to the largest Taishan Temple in Xinye to offer incense.

Since it was a secret pilgrimage, the general Xingyuan didn't know many people, so he only notified Baozhu who was in charge of security work.

When we arrived at Mount Tai Temple, we saw many pilgrims entering and leaving the temple. These people looked a little strange, and Ji Yun was puzzled, so he whispered: "My lord, these pilgrims don't look right."

Jia Liu nodded slightly, called Baozhu over, and said: "Mr. Ji said that something is wrong with the pilgrims, you should catch a few and interrogate them, don't be some traitors who oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty."

After hearing this, Baozhu said with embarrassment: "Your Excellency, those are members of the guards...the general specially arranged them to be pilgrims."

"Well?"

Jia Liu was stunned for a moment, then showed his appreciation, and patted Bao Zhu on the shoulder. This kid has improved more and more, and he can learn by himself without a teacher.

Taishan Temple occupies a large area, and the building looks good, better than the county government and the Confucian Temple in Xinye County.

Entering the mountain gate, you will see the Daxiong Palace. In front of the hall, there is a big iron stove like an incense table for pilgrims to burn incense. There is also a huge box beside it, which is for pilgrims to donate sesame oil money.

This is a small amount. If it is a large amount, a special Zhike monk will take you to register separately.

If the amount of donation is large enough, the relevant leaders of the temple will meet with you.

Although Jia Liu and his party wore casual clothes, they were still very decent, so they aroused the desire of the monks as soon as they entered the temple, but they did not see this group of people donating sesame oil money.

What a joke, how could Jia Liu donate money to the monk.

It's not like the wind blows his money.

Ignoring the contemptuous eyes of the monks, I came to the main hall with my hands behind my back, but I saw several golden statues of the Buddha, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who responded to every request, resolute and serious, riding a hundred elephants, and Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was wise and smiling, straddling a lion. One by one, there are not to mention many faces.

Thanks to Baozhu's security work, there were no other pilgrims in the hall except Jia Liu and the others, only two monks sitting on futons and beating wooden fish.

Jia Liu glanced around, and when he was about to come out, he saw a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha in the hall, looking at him with a silly smile.

He couldn't help asking Ji Yun beside him casually: "Old Ji, why do you think this Buddha laughs when he sees me?"

Ji Yun calmly replied: "This is the Buddha laughing at the Buddha."

Jia Liu frowned: "How do you say that?"

Ji Yun said: "My lord is the reincarnation of Manjusri Bodhisattva, the current living Buddha, and now he comes to the Buddha Hall to pay homage to the Buddha, so it is said that the Buddha smiled when he saw the Buddha."

Jia Liu secretly praised the sycophant, turned around to leave, and suddenly saw the big-bellied Maitreya Buddha smiling at Ji Yun, and couldn't help asking: "The Buddha is also smiling when he sees you Ji Da's cigarette bag, why?"

Ji Yun apologized and said with a smile: "My lord, the Buddha sees the official laughing, because laughing at the official can't become a Buddha."

"Old Ji, I really like your shameless spirit."

Jia Liu was full of admiration, no wonder he was so successful, he was really capable.

"It's all cultivated by the prince!"

Ji Yun didn't dare to take credit, so he laughed.

Jia Liu smiled, and asked someone to call the host over, saying that he had a business to discuss with the other party.

Soon, a fat-headed and big-eared monk was brought in front of Jia Liu. When Jia Liu revealed his identity, the monk was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed a few times on the spot.

Jia Liu calmly accepted the great gift from the abbot. He is a true Buddha in the world, and he is entitled to receive the highest courtesy from these buddha's spokespersons in the world.

"Can you enshrine tablets for the dead in your temple?"

The abbot hurriedly said yes.

The temple has been carrying out this business, and dignitaries want better conditions, and usually the annual offering fee is around five taels.

There are no special requirements for the offerings of ordinary people's homes, and the offering fees range from more than a dozen to dozens of coins a year.

Jia Liu nodded after hearing this, and looked at Ding Qing, who hurriedly held two thick rosters in front of the abbot.

"There are a total of 160 people here. I will settle with you at ten fen per person. You guys have to work hard these days. Be sure to make all the tablets for everyone."

More than 1 people?
The abbot thought that his ears had heard it wrong, but his heart was also ecstatic. This is really big business.

But after flipping through a few pages of the roster, I found something was wrong, subconsciously turned to the middle and still something was wrong, and then turned to the last page and it was even more wrong.

Because the names of all the people on the two rosters are named Aixinjueluo* XX.