The First Corrupt Official of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 315: In order to improve Zhu Yuanzhang’s memory, the Queen and the Marshal rubbed salt into the wound together, Master Ye never knew the crime!
Zhu Yuanzhang's crowd had grown from a few hundred people following him out of the city to no less than 500 people.

And there were farmers near the temple who kept joining the crowd.

These people came to see the fun and to support their Lord Ye.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood among the crowd and looked at the largest temple in Sanjiang County. The actions of the monks in Sanjiang Temple were also caused by anger.

If they went too far, he would get angry.

But even if the trouble hadn't reached the point of getting angry, he felt that he was really blind.

He was kind to Zhu Huan and his son out of repayment!
He is good to the Buddhists in the world, and it is also to repay his kindness!

But in the end, they will only smear his face and make the people say that Zhu Yuanzhang is blind!
But the person who really did practical things for him was Ye Qing, who was so angry that he wanted to kill someone himself several times!

Just thinking about it like this, Zhu Yuanzhang felt particularly helpless.

Before he could think more carefully, among the crowd, an old man from the village stood on the high ground of the mound.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, everyone must support Mr. Ye."

"We once worshiped the clay Buddha inside devoutly and spent a lot of money on sesame oil, but what kind of world should we live in?"

"The Clay Bodhisattva and these monks did not appear, but Lord Ye did a lot of things for us."

"How long has Mr. Ye been in office? Killing unscrupulous and corrupt officials, attracting foreign businessmen, and now he is standing up for our land."

"Everyone, think about it, is there anyone in your family who has something to do and money to pay because of Mr. Ye's large-scale construction projects?"

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Under the old man's excited speech, the people raised their arms and shouted, vowing to support Mr. Ye.

Many people even shouted that they would no longer worship the Clay Bodhisattva, but would only worship Ye Qing, the parent official of this side!
Among the crowd, when Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, the expression that had appeared in Yanmen County appeared again, that is, an expression of joy and worry.

Local officials really put the word "parent official" into practice. As an emperor, how could he not be happy?

After all, when the people were praising Ye Qing, he, Zhu Yuanzhang, could still take credit for his "intelligent eye and discernment of pearls"!

To put it more simply, whether he was in Yanmen County or Ningbo Prefecture, Ye Qing was using practical actions to help him, Zhu Yuanzhang, look good.

When he thought of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's proud head, which was originally held high and chest high, started to droop slightly.

And his pair of eyebrows, which were originally domineering, became more and more wrinkled.

Beside Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma looked at her family Chongba like this, and she really couldn't bear to provoke him any more.

But she knew that if she didn't seize this opportunity to stimulate him hard, he wouldn't have a long memory.

Zhu Yuanzhang's temper comes from his bones. If he wants him to be as calm as himself, I may not have such hope in this life.

She only hoped that if one day she left early, and if Ye Qing was still alive with his original intention at that time, when Ye Qing angered Zhu Yuanzhang again, he, Zhu Yuanzhang, could still recall what happened today.

In fact, Queen Ma never worked hard to protect Ye Qing, and she was never someone who belonged to Ye Qing.

From the beginning to the end, she would only plot for the Ming Dynasty and the country, and for the man of her life, Zhu Chongba.

All she did was to hope that her heavy mynah brother would not regret it afterwards!

Other than that, don't ask for anything else!
Thinking of this, she just took a deep breath, calmed down, and immediately changed her expression to look like a joke.

"Those who deserve punishment are rewarded harshly, and those who deserve rewards are almost punished harshly. What kind of method is this?"

Empress Ma's voice was not loud, so only Zhu Yuanzhang, Mao Xiang, Xu Da, Wang Baobao, Xu Miaojin and Mei Duolam could hear clearly.

Not only that, she didn't ask Zhu Yuanzhang yet, she just watched Xu Da, Mao Xiang and Wang Baobao asking.

As soon as he finished speaking, he also winked at the three of them!
Wang Baobao may not be able to react for a while, but Xu Da and Mao Xiang have a very tacit understanding.

Xu Da rolled his eyes at Zhu Yuanzhang and said: "This is the way for wealthy nobles to decline and for all dynasties to perish!"

Mao Xiang also followed up and said: "This elder brother is right. Whose family has such a master?"

Having said this, Mao Xiang still felt cold in his heart and did not dare to say any more.

He knew that he was not Xu Da. Firstly, he did not have such great achievements, and secondly, he did not have such a strong relationship, so naturally he did not dare to say the remaining half of the sentence.

Wang Baobao looked at this scene, but did not answer for a long time.

It's not that he didn't dare, he just sympathized with Zhu Yuanzhang and felt that this bitch and this guy were too cruel to him.

When it comes to rubbing salt into wounds, they are indeed pretty good!

But at this moment, his daughter Medolam pulled him aside and whispered: "Dad, the Queen, Uncle Xu, and General Mao are all for your Majesty's good."

"Actually, the Queen is the one who feels the most pain in my heart. I admire her!"

After hearing this, Wang Baobao just said thoughtfully: "That's true. You, a little girl, know a lot."

Medolam looked at Xu Miaojin and said, "Sister Miaojin reminded me!"

When Wang Baobao heard this, he immediately felt a sense of frustration, and then he lectured: "How can you react slower than others in this kind of thing?"

"How did I teach you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Baobao didn't bother to look at his daughter dressed in men's clothing and went back to rub salt in their wounds.

Medolam, who didn't know why, looked at Wang Baobao's back and felt that his father became more and more shameless after becoming friends with Xu Da.

Thinking of this, she wanted to say to Zhu Yuanzhang, 'Your Majesty, is this the 'wonderful man in the world' whom you have personally named? '

"All right!"

"Stop talking, we know!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was not loud, but his voice could not be lowered under this indescribable state of mind.

That is to say, the crowd he was in was very noisy, which only caused the people in the surrounding circle to turn around.

Queen Ma and others looked at this scene and felt lucky. Fortunately, he was used to calling himself "we". If he said "I know" so forcefully, it would be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, Queen Ma and Xu Da also gave him a "still needs to practice" comment!

But now they can no longer practice. They still understand the principle that things must be reversed when they reach their extremes.

As long as his memory is deep, the goal will be achieved.

At this moment, the temple door behind the monks opened again.

In everyone's eyes, a monk with many ring scars on his head, wearing a red cassock and holding a rosary walked out.

Just looking at his string of reflective beads is like seeing a big landowner playing with gold ingots.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, do you know how serious your sin is?"

in the eyes of all,
The presiding master of Sanjiang Temple spoke to Ye Qing and Wu Yong behind the elite soldiers across the one hundred warrior monks and fifty elite soldiers who were facing each other.

Of course, he only has eyes for Ye Qing, who is wearing a red official robe!
Ye Qing handed the imperial edict directly to Wu Yong, and then called on the elite soldiers to make way for him.

"My lord, you can't do it!"

"These monks have murderous intent in their eyes, we are afraid of you!"

Ye Qing just smiled with great relief, and then said calmly: "It doesn't matter, this is the pure land of Buddhism. If we don't draw our swords, how can they dare to use their sticks?"

"They are not afraid of the punishment of the human emperor. Aren't they afraid of the Buddha's punishment?"

Ye Qing's tone was very pertinent, without any emotion at all, but his voice was quite loud, and the people behind him could hear it clearly. "Master Ye is right, they would never dare to visit a pure place of Buddhism."

"If they do it, it will bring a black face to the Clay Buddha!"

"If they did, they would be big landowners dressed as monks!"

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Listening to these remarks, the monks gnashed their teeth and really wanted to beat this hateful Master Ye to death with a stick.

The host master also gritted his teeth secretly, feeling that Master Ye was not simple and knew what they were most afraid of.

What they fear most is that the monk's skin will be pulled off!
The presiding master smiled and said: "What Mr. Ye said is absolutely true, but the poor monk still wants to ask Mr. Ye, do you know your sin?"

Ye Qing smiled lightly and said: "I have never known any crime, so I asked the master to teach me!"

The presiding master said: "My Buddha is compassionate and opens the door for convenience for the world. The monks are also active in saving the world and have never done anything harmful to heaven and justice."

"If it weren't for my Buddhist sect taking you in, and if it weren't for the monks of Huangjue Temple who taught you culture, education, and martial arts, would your Majesty still be here today?"

"But you used rumors and deceitful words to confuse His Majesty, causing His Majesty to fall into everlasting infamy for being ungrateful!"

"Are you guilty?"

Ye Qing said loudly: "If this is a crime, then let's forget it. Anyway, since I became an official, I, Ye Qing, have not only committed crimes every day, but also committed one crime every month, and the repayment of the crime is different! "

"But I have committed so many crimes, but His Majesty not only refused to kill me, but also made me wear a red official robe. Do you think I am guilty or not guilty?"

Saying that, Ye Qing clasped his hands together and asked sincerely: "Master, please continue to teach me!"

"you"

The master's hand holding the rosary began to tremble a little.

How can I teach you this?

Say he is not guilty?

Then he will feel panicked!

That he is guilty?

Then Ye Qing's backhand said, 'You mean His Majesty is blind, do you know your guilt?'
Everyone is a person who plays tricks, and we all know that this is a big pit.

But he never expected that the person in front of him was young and had more tricks than him?

The master just smiled faintly and said: "Your Majesty has a keen eye for pearls, Master Ye is naturally not guilty."

Ye Qing just raised the corner of his mouth slightly, feeling that the young man in front of him who was only six or seventy years old was indeed a bit young.

Ye Qing nodded and said: "Then I will ask, Master, are you aware of your guilt?"

"What crime do you, me, and the poor monk have?"

Ye Qing just smiled faintly and then ordered his fifty elite soldiers: "Next, whatever I say, you all repeat it loudly to me, so that the people behind you will not hear it."

"They have been with us all the way. We can't let them watch the show and understand nothing."

Fifty elite soldiers said in unison: "Yes, we will not miss a word!"

The powerful voice made all the people behind him shut up, and they just looked at the high temple gate with concentration.

At the same time, Ye Qing put his hands behind his back and asked: "You have seized a large amount of fertile land with the help of His Majesty's grace. Just your family, Sanjiang Temple, has [-] acres of fertile land in the plains and [-] acres of fertile land in the mountains and hills!"

"It's just a temple, and there are thousands of acres of fertile land. Can you guys, No. 130, be able to farm it?"

Saying that, Ye Qing just stretched out his hand, and Shen Wan'er handed over a stack of evidence.

He read aloud: "Last March, you forcibly bought [-] acres of land from the villagers at the foot of the mountain, turning those land-owning farmers into landless tenant farmers."

"I remember that the land granted to all temples by His Majesty was only fifty acres per temple, except for Huangjue Temple's one hundred acres, right?"

"In less than eight years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, you have developed to thousands of acres of fertile land. Your company, no, your temple is quite capable of development!"

"Are you guilty?"

"Let's not talk about the laws of the human emperor. Let's talk about the Buddhist precepts and the crime of greed. Have you violated it?"

"You must think clearly and speak openly, like me, to let others amplify your voice!"

The master host wanted to say something else, but when he heard that someone had to amplify his voice, he didn't dare to say anything to you.

Ye Qing nodded and said: "Silence is acquiescence!"

Then, he continued: "Why do you, No. 130, need a hundred monks?"

"No, this is not what I should ask!"

But Ye Qing's casual question really made the people behind him have various speculations.

There are 130 monks and one hundred warrior monks, which is indeed a bit scary.

Just when the people had their own opinions, Ye Qing continued: "Master, since you have no way to refute, let's move on to the next question."

"The money for sesame oil is voluntary, but why do you hold a big bidding event for incense sticks during major festivals?"

"Does the Buddhist precepts clearly stipulate that people are divided into three, six or nine grades, or does it stipulate that the Buddha saves the rich?"

Host master: "you"

A group of warrior monks: "You"

Ye Qing was not afraid at all, he just stretched out his hand and said: "Either hand over the land deeds other than the five acres of private land stipulated by His Majesty, or you must teach me a lesson today!"

As soon as Ye Qing finished speaking, the people even raised their arms and shouted, demanding that they do what Ye Qing said.

The host master, who knew he was in the wrong, didn't want to give in easily, but they had no choice but to use their strongest move.

The presiding master said helplessly: "The land deed is not in the hands of the poor monk, but in the hands of the elders. The poor monk will take you to see the elders."

Ye Qing just nodded casually, he could be any elder.

Because in this world, no matter how old the elders are, they are just like brats in front of him!
He has plenty of tricks to deal with naughty kids!

But before that, he decided to add one more Buddhist restriction.

He knows that existence is reasonable, and Ye Qing's weak power has never been able to reduce the number of Buddhist believers.

In this case, it would be better to spend money on the Clay Bodhisattva than on him, a living god.

Ye Qing said in a commanding tone: "I have decided to establish a ticket management department from now on and set up ticket collection offices in various temples in Ningbo Prefecture."

"Ordinary people are charged one penny, and believers with official and merchant status are charged the same amount!"

"All believers will not be charged extra admission fees if their consumption in the temple does not exceed the usual amount. If the consumption in the temple exceeds the usual amount, [-]% of the excess amount will be charged!"

"Let's use the analogy of a merchant believer. If he spends [-] taels of money in the temple, he has to pay [-] guan and [-] taels of money for the entrance fee!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qing looked at the master in charge and said, "Master, please take us to your elders to ask for the land deed?"

"You see how much I respect the elderly, I am actually willing to go to the door in person to ask for the land deed!"

in the eyes of all,
The presiding master's hand was unsteady, and the precious rosary beads were scattered on the floor.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood almost sprayed onto Ye Qing's body!
　It's the end of the month, and there are still [-] monthly tickets left. I beg you, please spend some of your monthly tickets. Thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)