The struggle of the eight blessings of rebirth

Chapter 308 Investigating Cao Yong
Minzhi sniggered at home, now; the old man is busy with work, the Tsarist Russian mission is fun, if there is a newspaper in the Qing Dynasty, it will definitely be the headline!The more she thought about it, the more cheerful she became. After all, Hongwang is a child, imitating people's home decorations, but he still doesn't want to be at home, and he was able to express his thoughts in a few sentences.

The old man's treasure can be said to be Hongzhe, because this child is stubborn, but he is also very cheerful, let his temper go, when he is smooth, he is a very talkative and well-behaved child.It's just that this royal child can't live with only one face.His father has been the prince for so many years and has no other experience.The experience of the mask is that of Yongzheng who is proficient in proficiency and who is looking at our future, and the fourth prince Yongzheng who is now is very good at superficial skills.

Thinking of Yinhu, his eyebrows frowned again, and he ran to the south of the Yangtze River with the secret decree, throwing all the mess here to me. It's far away that can't quench thirst. To be honest, they didn't expect Shisan to cure Yinli or protect Yinzhen to a watertight.

This letter is the same as the previous small favors, but it is just a means to further bring the relationship between Thirteen and himself closer. If you have favors, please entrust him with trivial matters, so that he will remember the favors and not be mentally ill at the same time. Burden, this debt of favor is a trouble, to give favors to others, but also to take care of their pride and self-esteem.It's really troublesome!

Minzhi sighed, and couldn't help cursing Kangxi again, never forgetting to send Yinhu, this time, maybe some big black pot was thrown at him, and he was reborn into the royal family, everyone envied him, but such an emperor Daddy is a tragedy. If a son does not cheat his father, he is a filial son. If an old man does not cheat his son, can he not be regarded as an emperor through the ages?

Minzhi, who wanted to be more and more resentful, slapped the table and stood up, and walked out in annoyance. The doctor from the mansion came to meet him. Minzhi held his forehead again: "How is it? Tong's body?" The body has been taking too many medications in the past few years, and now the source has been emptied, and I am afraid it is difficult to cure." Minzhi closed her eyes: "She will not be fast..." The doctor hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, look at Fujin's body It's just weak, it's just weak, I'm afraid I'll have to stay in bed from now on." Minzhi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as she doesn't die, she'll be fine.Provide her with good food and drink, as long as she grows up to smoke.

Just when Minzhi was having a headache about family affairs and Kangxi was furious about the motives of the Tsarist Russian emperor, Yinhu was also at a loss in Jiangning.

There are two flowers blooming, one table and one. When Minzhi was interrogated by Kangxi, Yinhu had already entered the territory of Anhui. What is Anhui famous for?Naturally, they were Huizhou merchants. Huizhou merchants spread across the two rivers and three provinces not only revitalized the trade in Liangjiang, but more importantly, they were the main part of the salt merchants.

This is the first time Yinhu has come to Huizhou. Looking at the blue bricks and white walls, there are many memorial archways along the way. Unlike the north, there are few women walking on the streets here, even the elderly mothers. With head bowed and chest in his chest, he walked hurriedly.Yinhu accidentally learned something that made his eyelids twitch while chatting with Dr. Cha in the teahouse.

Anhui's land tax, tea tax, and other mainstream items have tripled in price this year, plus various new taxes, which have led to soaring prices in Anhui and heated discussions.This situation is not only in Anhui, but also in major cities in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. It is not yet the flood season. When the Yangtze River rises and floods occur in the south of the Yangtze River, the lives of ordinary people will be even more miserable.

Now, even the little boy shaking the rattle on the road knows that the dikes and dams are unreliable, and they have to follow their parents to flee for their lives when there is a flood.Yinhu sneered in his heart, how about Zhang Boxing's wealth, these two big dye vats in the river, I don't know how many officials have been blackmailed, and almost no one is not tempted by the white money. This is what it looks like in the dark.

Local officials keep raising taxes, but the amount paid to the court has been decreasing year after year. Where has all this greedy money gone?The fourth brother's opponent this time is enough to cause headaches, but this teammate... Yinhu thought of the silent and cowardly fifteenth brother, smiled wryly and shook his head.The old man asked me to go to Linggu Temple. It seems that this Jiang Ning's predecessor, weaving, is Mr. Key.

In the middle of March, Yinhu and his party had already arrived in Jiangning and went straight to Linggu Temple.But when I went there the day before, among the more than 100 people, I couldn't tell who was the eldest son Cao, and the Kangxi letter didn't say what his dharma name was, only that he was a monk here.It took a lot of effort for him to investigate.

Yinhu donated some money and lived in Linggu Temple as a layman, but after a few days, those who went to morning and evening classes with them did not see Mr. Cao, nor even his imaginable appearance.Yinhu felt strange, it was clearly written in the old man's letter that this man became a monk in Linggu Temple, how come he has been here for several days, and he hasn't even seen his shadow?
Yinhu wandered around the city of Nanjing as a tourist during the day, and his footprints were found in teahouses, restaurants, shops, etc., and rested at Linggu Temple at night, pretending to be a professional tourist.A few days later, even the little novice monk in the monastery would politely greet him sooner or later.Even the master abbot of the monastery invited him to the meditation room for tea and chess from time to time.

On this day, the old abbot invited Yinhu to drink tea again. When Yinhu entered, the abbot was reading the scriptures. Seeing him coming, the scriptures were not closed, so he came to say hello.Yinhu walked a few steps closer to return the salute, his eyes fell on the scriptures, and he found that the word was Huang Tingjian's style.Can't help but look a few more times.For nothing else, this font is the font used by Mr. Kangxi, and it is also his favorite font. When my son was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he learned Huang Tingjian's style.

Yinhu looked at it a few times, and couldn't help admiring, the calligraphy in this scripture is really a good calligraphy, without the boy's skill, it is impossible to practice this calligraphy.So he praised: "I didn't expect that Master Fangzhang would also study calligraphy intensively."

The abbot smiled: "This scripture was not copied by the old monk, but by the disciples in the temple." Yinhu was surprised at the moment: "I didn't expect that there are such capable people in your temple!" Who knows, the abbot heard this In a word, not only was he not happy, but he even sighed deeply: "The benefactor doesn't know something, the disciple I mentioned is also a hard-working person!"

The abbot vomited bitterness to him, saying that such a good sufferer came to him a few years ago. When he came, his face was yellow and emaciated, as if he had been hungry for ten days and a half months, and his whole body was filthy, like digging in mud. The abbot took him into the monastery out of kindness, and he was cured with good medicine and delicious food, and adjusted his body.

When he got better, he realized that this man was actually a mute who couldn't speak.It's fine if you're dumb, the first thing you do when you wake up is to seek death.A group of monks were talking nonsense, and it took more than a dozen volumes of scriptures to stabilize him, and he thought about becoming a monk again.The old man saw that although he was wearing a monk's robe in the monastery, he looked like a scholar, and he was also a scholar with a very good family education. It must have been difficult to make it like this.

The old abbot has seen a lot of people like this, who have not purified their six sense organs, and who have abandoned the mundane world and become a monk just for a moment of obsession.I persuaded him earnestly that all difficulties are temporary and will pass. I advised him to think about opening up, to start again, and not to think about becoming a monk whenever he encounters setbacks.Unexpectedly, this man was a violent man. The abbot refused to shave him, so he found a pair of scissors and cut off all his hair.

The abbot had no choice but to let him become a monk.Knowing that he was a literati in distress, he was not allowed to come out to work. He only copied scriptures and wrote in the scripture pavilion every day.It should be said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

After Yinhu heard the whole story, he suddenly felt enlightened. Isn't it easy to find nowhere to go?The young bhikkhu on the Sutra Pavilion is probably Cao Yong.But when he asked to see the calligrapher, the old abbot told him that this disciple has a problem, he is afraid of light and strangers, he has never been down since he went to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, not only did he never attend the morning and evening classes , also sent to not communicate with anyone in the temple.

The abbot knew his faults, so he only asked people to deliver food to him, but never alarmed him. It was very difficult for others to see him.Only then did Yinhu know why the old man didn't find this Mr. Cao when he went to the south of the Yangtze River in person. His feeling was that he became a bell tower weirdo, hiding in a dark corner without speaking or seeing anyone.

The dignified eldest son of the Cao family fell into this world, what major changes happened to him, why did he become like this in less than a year after Cao Yin's death?The old abbot said that when he was first picked up, he was like a mangy dog ​​in a mud puddle.

For several nights in a row, Yinhu was thinking about it in front of the candlelight in his room.How can I meet this person, how can I get the words out of his mouth.And more importantly, in case what he asked was something that was unheard of.After the question is over, how will Cao Yong deal with it?
He thought over and over again, racking his brains, but still couldn't make up his mind on how to face Mr. Cao who was a dumb monk.But some people have already made a move, this person is Yinzhen, he arrived in Jiangning earlier than Yinhu, and when Yinhu was shopping, he had already plunged into the ruined temple with Yinhu.

The biggest hole in Liangjiang, on the bright side, must be the two weaving yamen, but these two are Huang Ama's cronies, so they can't be moved.However, without their help, it would be impossible for him to successfully enter the official circle of Liangjiang.

Therefore, the first thing Yinzhen did when he first arrived was to visit the weaving office in Jiangning.As a result, Cao Rui, the current manufacturer, was so scared that he almost got under the table, and Yinzhen could smell something wrong. Huang Ama's confidant minister, and Cao Yin's son, could never fear himself like a mouse. Is there any relationship between the tax and bank lost by the two rivers?If this is the case, then you have to investigate him, and it would not be in vain for him to travel to the south of the Yangtze River.

(End of this chapter)