Daming: I'm rotten, my father is Hu Weiyong

Chapter 59

Zhang Youwen led Hu Hanshan to inspect the Guangou of Dazhong Bridge East and West Street, but Hu Hanshan didn't intend to go home to discuss countermeasures.

He inspected all the streets and alleys of Jinling until he arrived at the Dabaoen Temple.

Hu Hanshan and Zhang Youwen all stopped and looked at the largest temple in Ming Dynasty.

The Dabaoen Temple occupies a huge area, and Hu Hanshan and Zhang Youwen went all the way there.

I have seen many Buddhist temples and meditation rooms, such as the King Kong Hall, the Great Zen Hall, the Jialan Hall, the Sutra Room, and the Eastern and Western Abbots.

In particular, some of the pagodas are covered with white porcelain, and a Buddha statue is embossed on each brick.

The rubble and arches are all made of five-color glazed components, decorated with Buddhist auspicious animals such as lions, white elephants, and flying sheep.

The top of the pagoda is even inlaid with gold, silver and jewels, and the long-bright tower lanterns that consume a lot of fuel are lit day and night.

Resplendent and resplendent, brightly lit.

On the way Hu Hanshan inspected Guangou, he stopped by the Dabaoen Temple for a purpose.

There is a treasure that is enough to shock the entire Buddhism, Sakyamuni's Buddha parietal bone relic.

When Emperor Hongwu was expelling the Tartars and fighting on the battlefield, Empress Ma often prayed for him, and developed the habit of eating fast and chanting Buddha, as well as burning incense and worshiping gods.

Anyway, as long as Emperor Hongwu is safe and sound, no matter the gods or Buddhas, Empress Ma will recite it.

The Sakyamuni parietal bone relic is hidden in the Dabaoen Temple, and Hu Hanshan wanted to present it to Empress Ma.

Not only can it flatter Empress Ma, but it is also a proper auspicious auspiciousness, which will surely make Japan, Korea, Siam and other countries come to worship.

Emperor Hongwu would definitely be more satisfied with him.

Hu Hanshan admired the pagoda of the Buddha Hall in Dabaoen Temple, and curled his lips: "These monks really have money."

Zhang Youwen's thinking is also different from that of the officials in Jinling, but somewhat similar to that of Hu Hanshan: "How many people can't even eat enough food, let alone oil."

"Such a lot of oil is wasted every day. To order some so-called long-bright tower lamps, I really should copy the monk's temple."

From the beginning, Hu Hanshan saw Zhang Youwen's neither humble nor overbearing, and then he was proficient in official affairs, and heard that his view of temples was completely different from that of officials all over the world.

Not only is there no superstition and awe, but they want to copy the monk's temple.

Hu Hanshan finally confirmed that this Zhang Youwen should be an official who was recorded in Ming history because of his incorruptibility and ability.

Judge Zhang Youwen of Taizhou.

It's no wonder that a small official in the county government can attract Prime Minister Zuo's attention. The hundreds of years of Ming Dynasty's national fortune, and how many officials can be included in the history.

Hu Hanshan respected him a little more, and asked, "Is there an underground palace in Changgan Temple in this temple?"

Zhang Youwen often comes to Jinling, the capital city, but he is not very familiar with Dabaoen Temple: "I have never heard of it, but Changgan Temple was built in the Song Dynasty."

"Whether there is any secret information about the underground palace, I am afraid only the abbot of the Dabaoen Temple knows."

When Hu Hanshan heard that the host might know, joy appeared on his face.

Who is he.

Dude bastard Hu Hanshan.

When the Dukes of the six great kingdoms saw the presiding officer of the Dabaoen Temple, they would practice the ceremony of lay disciple disciples, not daring to have any distracting thoughts.

Hu Hanshan don't talk about distracting thoughts.

He dared to beat the abbot of Dabaoen Temple.

Hu Hanshan was overjoyed and prepared to go back to call for people. When he looked up, he saw that the Dabaoen Temple occupied a large area.

The two got lost.

Hu Hanshan couldn't help cursing: "His Yandou is almost catching up with the palace with so many palaces. The Dabaoen Temple is really extravagant."

Zhang Youwen nodded in agreement, thanks to Emperor Hongwu's opposition to the extravagant Buddhist worship, otherwise the Dabaoen Temple would be even more resplendent than it is now.

Hu Hanshan and Zhang You heard that the two were walking around, tired from walking, and sat on a stone pier at the entrance of a Buddhist temple to rest out of breath.

Before Hu Hanshan could catch his breath, he saw a strange scene.

It was clearly a Buddhist temple, but the man who was sculpting the Buddha in the courtyard was wearing a rough Confucian shirt.

His hair was tied with a hemp rope, and he had an unconcealable Confucian temperament.

Zhang Youwen also didn't understand, it's fine if you don't wear cassock, even if you are a Confucian scholar who lives here and practices Zen, you still have to wear layman's clothes.

When Hu Hanshan saw another person walking into the Zen courtyard, he quickly stepped aside and booed Zhang Youwen.

The person who came was not someone else.

Hu Dang's right-hand man, Chen Yong, the eldest son of Chen De, Marquis of Linjiang.

Chen Yong didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he was very respectful to the man in the monastery: "Uncle Baishi, how are you doing these days."

When Hu Hanshan heard the phrase Uncle Baishi, he knew who this person was.

Special Jin Guanglu doctor, Zuo Zhuguo, Taishi, Jinjue Han Guogong, with an annual salary of four thousand stones, hereditary descendants.

Li Shanchang, the former prime minister of Zhongshu Zuo.

Hu Hanshan was overjoyed, since his father Hu Weiyong pushed Li Shanchang out of the position of Prime Minister Zuo, the two have changed from cronies to political enemies.

The eldest son of Hu Dang Linjiang Marquis Chen De came to pay a visit to Li Shanchang, so there must be some secrets.

Maybe it was to deal with Hu Weiyong, the current prime minister of the left.

After all, regardless of Li Shanchang's long list of names, since he stepped down as Prime Minister Zuo, he has also been granted the title of Yushitai, the governor of the Governor's Office of the General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and the governor of Huanqiu.

There is a knack for judging the situation in the officialdom. The list of names in front of Li Shanchang can indeed bluff many officials.

Hu Hanshan got the trick from Liu Wentai, knowing that Li Shanchang only needs to watch the last four now.

Supervise Yuanqiu workers.

To put it bluntly, he is the supervisor of the Temple of Heaven.

From an extremely human minister, Prime Minister Zuo, to an insignificant supervisor of the Temple of Heaven.

The person who excluded Li Shanchang was still his crony Hu Weiyong, and this matter will never be let go.

None of the officials in the world knew that Li Shanchang's name was Baishi, and Zhang Youwen couldn't understand that Hu Weiyong, Hu Hanshan's father, was obviously plotting against Hu Hanshan in the monastery. How could he be so happy.

Li Shanchang put the little clay figurine in front of the millstone in front of him, and said with a gentle smile: "The grievances and grievances of the previous generation are the affairs of the previous generation, even if I never get in touch with your father."

"Yong'er, you are also Uncle's nephew, if you have anything to say, just let me know."

Chen Yong's tense mood relaxed a lot, and there was a smile on his face: "My nephew will not be around the corner, this time I really came here to ask my uncle for help."

Li Shanchang smiled gently, poured Chen Yong a cup of tea, and motioned him to sit down and talk.

Chen Yong took a sip of the slightly bitter tea, and felt even more depressed: "To tell the truth from my uncle, my nephew has been in charge of everything for many years."

"My nephew is also the son of Huaixi Xungui, and his father is also a Marquis. How can Fu Zhong, the eldest son of Yingchuanhou, be the commander of Jinwu's vanguard, but his nephew can only be a commander."

"When I came here today, I wanted to ask my uncle to help me with a plan to help my nephew sit in the position of commander of the Jinwu guard and take charge of the imperial guard."

Li Shanchang poured another cup of tea for Chen Yong, who was depressed, and signaled him to stay calm.

(End of this chapter)