I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Chapter 7 and Three

Although the Shaanxi civil uprising was quelled by the government and army within ten days, it still could not change the situation where rumors spread.

The White Lotus Sect has been hidden for many years, and it also began to show itself in the sixth year of the apocalypse. For a while, many cultists who believed in the "lifeless old mother" appeared among the people.

These people traveled around, picking out places that had just experienced disasters and the people were starved of food, and publicized them.

Recently, this news has also spread to the court, and many officials know that if the matter of the White Lotus Sect is not dealt with urgently, it is afraid that disaster will happen sooner or later.

Wang Chaofu, the steward of the Qianqing Palace, passed by a small eunuch who was holding a stack of red books, and was about to respectfully invite Emperor Tianqi to read them.

"What did the cabinet say?"

The little eunuch stopped in his tracks, and said respectfully:

"Godfather, the meaning of the elders in the cabinet is to persuade His Majesty to quell the rumors as soon as possible, stabilize the place, and cut off the Bailian cult. It is imperative and cannot be delayed."

Wang Chaofu nodded and looked at Xiao Xie as he walked into the Qianqing Palace holding the notebook.

Inside, Zhu Youjiao leaned on his chin with one hand, and listened to the words of the ministers of arms department in front of him, quite absent-minded.

"Your Majesty, the Military Weapons Division is no longer what it used to be. Now the family has a big business, and it is really difficult to maintain it with only my two brothers."

"Your Majesty also asks you to make good use of people and summon these people to the Military Weapons Division as officials."

It was Bi Maokang who spoke next.

"Jiao Xu, Sun Yuanhua, Xu Guangqi..." Zhu Youxiao took the notebook, looked it up carefully, and murmured to himself.

These people were all military experts in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties.

In addition, they are also proficient in all aspects, and they are called into the Armament Division only to study firearms, which is a bit one-sided.

Jiao Xu was just an expert in military weapons, so it was nothing to be called into the Military Weapons Division, but some people like Xu Guangqi and Sun Yuanhua were officials in the local area.

These people's achievements in local affairs are also quite good. If they study firearms in the Armament Department, they will not be able to hold other official positions.

As a result, there will be fewer good officials who are loved by the people in the local area.

Thinking about it, Zhu Youxiao hesitated.

But soon, he figured it out.

It is difficult to have both, and now is the era of great voyages, and the development of firearms is the most important thing. Being an official can continue in the future, and firearms should be refined, but there is no delay.

"If these dozen or so people are to be summoned to serve in the Military Armament Division, then I think that the Military Armament Division should no longer be called the Military Armament Division."

Zhu Youxiao got up, paced back and forth, and suddenly said:

"The decree is to change the name of the General Weapons Department to the Military Industry Institute, and it will be subordinate to the military department. There will be 20 master craftsmen and several assistant craftsmen, and they will be in charge of the factories of the Bingzhan Bureau in Beijing."

"Called 11 people including Jiao Xu to be master craftsmen, and set up a factory where Sun Yuanhua, Xu Guangqi and other six people were officials, and let them take charge."

Bi Maokang and others got up one after another, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty Shengming."

"The minister waits to leave—!"

The matter of the Armaments Department has been resolved, but this is just a matter of little effort. What is really disturbing is the rumors that have spread all over the place recently.

At the beginning of the sixth year of Tianqi, which was supposed to be good, now it feels a little jittery.

The Taoist priest who first predicted these strange appearances in recent days has not been found yet, and he does not know whether he can find them or not...

Just as he was thinking, Wang Chaofu hurried in:

"Your Majesty, the Huashan Immortal has been found!"

Zhu Youxiao was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said:

"How did he appear and where is he now?"

"Your Majesty, this Taoist priest ran to Chengtian Gate to see His Majesty." Wang Chaofu said with a strange expression on his face.

"He came here by himself?" Zhu Youxiao subconsciously said, "I have ordered Dongchang to search the whole country, and there is no news, and I don't even know when he came to the capital."

"Please come in."

After a while, an old Taoist priest with a bit of fairy style slowly stepped in.

He looked around the hall first, then bowed slightly.

"Poverty Ma Shinichi, I have met His Majesty."

While speaking, Zhu Youxiao was also looking up and down at this well-known old Taoist priest who was rumored to have lived for more than 150 years.

Indeed, this man has white beard and hair, and he is obviously not young.

But if it is said that he is more than 150 years old, sorry, Zhu Youxiao doesn't believe it.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao had a little smile on his face, and said softly:

"I heard that the Taoist chief is more than 150 years old. If this is the case, then I should pay homage to you."

Ma Zhenyi said indifferently: "It's just a false name, how old is Pindao, your Majesty still doesn't know?"

After saying that, he smiled and looked at this side.

Zhu Youxiao chuckled, noncommittal, and then asked:

"Recently there have been frequent strange appearances, which is in line with what the Taoist priest said in the past, so that the people are full of resentment. I don't know what the priest wants to say?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhen looked straight at Zhu Youxiao and asked:

"Your Majesty summoned me to ask for a crime?"

Zhu Youxiao didn't reply.

"That is to stop the rumors, and the world will be at peace." Ma Zhenyi smiled slightly, "The building of the Baiyun Temple will stop the rumors."

To build the Baiyun Temple?

Chi Jian is no joke.

Zhu Youxiao has been emperor for six years, and now he has not officially said that believing in Buddhism is still a way of believing. Once the imperial decree to build Baiyun Temple is issued, it is equivalent to declaring to the world that he and Emperor Jiajing have the same belief.

It seems that this horse really has a lot of thoughts.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhu Youxiao sat firmly on the Kowloon throne, holding the dragon head on the armrest with one hand and asked.

"Isn't Your Majesty stopping the rumors, and the world is peaceful?" Ma Zhen said with a smile: "Your Majesty will have a catastrophe next year, and you will have no worries if you get through this disaster."

"After this disaster, Your Majesty will rise like the sun and create a peaceful and prosperous world."

Next year, the seventh year of the apocalypse?

When did the Emperor Apocalypse die in history?

Zhu Youxiao's eyes moved slightly. Although he quickly concealed it, he was still caught by the sharp-eyed Ma Zhenyi.

Obviously, the emperor had something on his mind.

Ma Zhenyi had already guessed it in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, but he didn't say a word, just sat there quietly.

Zhu Youxiao did think a lot at that moment, he is indeed a hardcore atheist in later generations, but now that he has time-traveled, what else is impossible.

What if this old-fashioned old man didn't just talk about it?

But it shouldn't be possible. Emperor Chongzhen was stared at to death, and until now he is in good health and eats well.

The eldest son of the emperor, Zhu Ciran, is also fine and is under strict protection, what else could be wrong?

If it doesn't work, then send someone to deal with Zhu Youjian, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao felt relieved, and only thought that the so-called Huashan Immortal was scaremongering, and sneered:

"According to the meaning of the Taoist priest, the establishment of the Baiyun Temple is for the benefit of the common people in the world, and for the long-term stability of the Ming Dynasty?"

Ma Zhen looked over and said:

"Baiyun Temple is a place to suppress evil spirits. In the past 20 years, Jianzhou has had a thriving dragon vein, but the star image has been weak."

"Pindao built the Baiyun Temple in Beijing because he didn't want to see the peaceful and prosperous world created by His Majesty destroyed in its infancy."

"I hope His Majesty will make a conclusion as soon as possible, so as not to make mistakes!"

Zhu Youxiao looked at this old-fashioned old man with a disbelief all over his face. After thinking for a while, he stepped off the dragon chair, stared at him closely and said:

"I've made it clear to you, at least that pig's nose is stuffed with green onions to pretend to be an elephant. I don't believe any evil spirits or dragon veins."

"I only believe this!" Saying that, Zhu Youxiao walked to the wall, took down the shining silver sword, and sneered:

"I can issue a decree to build Baiyun Temple, but I need you Baiyun Temple to sing your praises and dispel rumors for me!"

"Everyone in the world says that your ability to predict is very good, but I tell you, no matter how good you are, I will definitely be better than you."

"In the next 20 years, there will be endless strange appearances and disasters in Daming. This is nothing at all."

"I want to be the master of ZTE, and there must be no trouble among the people!"

"There are so many famous priests in the world. After passing through this village, there will be no such shop. Whether Baiyun Temple can be built or not depends on what you say next."

Chapter 7 and Four

After Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, he stared closely at the Taoist priest in front of him, as if he would swallow him alive as soon as he showed his feet.

Ma Zhenyi was indeed a little surprised. He was surprised that the emperor said those shocking words. In the past 20 years, all kinds of strange appearances and disasters will emerge in the Ming Dynasty.

How did he know this kind of thing?

Could it be that he was just like himself, making up random things?

"What's the Taoist priest thinking? Well-known Taoist priests from all over the world are still queuing up to come to Beijing to cooperate with me."

Zhu Youxiao weighed the iron-cut sword in his hand, and said:

"Be good to you, don't play tricks in front of all the emperors, if I don't need you now, you will die a miserable death."

"understand?"

Hearing this, Ma Zhenyi trembled all over.

At this moment, in front of Emperor Tianqi's steady momentum like Mount Tai, he couldn't pretend anymore, got up and knelt down with a "plop".

"The poor way obeys the order..."

Zhu Youxiao chuckled, not surprisingly.

It is impossible to know whether there are any real immortals and prophets in this world, but he knows one thing, real immortals will not come to him, the emperor, to ask for any reward.

The person who came must be a demon who deceives the public with false words.

In the next 20 years, there will be dragon veins rising in Jianzhou, let your mother fart, I will destroy Jianzhou within two years, let him live less than 20 years, see if the dragon veins are still there?

Did you say that the big star seems to be weak, which is easier to do, and if the prestige is increased, is it still weak?

Talking nonsense in front of me, deceiving people's hearts, you old-fashioned old man is still young!

For the current Zhu Youxiao, it was not at the beginning of his accession to the throne that he needed to pretend to believe in such things as a shield.

Zhu Youxiao's current prestige is unmatched, and he can do whatever he wants. The only reason for summoning Ma Zhenyi is to use superstition to stop the excessive superstition among the people!

As for alchemy, Taoism, and raising a cow-nosed old man in the palace, it is better to leave it to others.

Seeing Ma Zhen sloping away from Xinuan Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao's face gradually became gloomy, and he called Wang Chaofu, and said in a low voice:

"Pass down the decree to build Baiyun Temple and Anmin Temple together in Beijing, saying that it is to suppress disasters and ward off evil spirits."

"The presiding officer of Anmin Temple must choose a monk who is famous among the people and promote him as a Buddhist master. He must be obedient!"

"Also, keep an eye on this Ma Zhenyi. If he secretly pokes something wrong, I'll deal with him and find someone else."

"Four-legged toads are hard to find, and people with two legs can be found everywhere. Taoist priests who want to come to the capital to build temples can get a lot of them!"

Wang Chaofu listened carefully and hurried down to make arrangements.

Zhu Youxiao was sitting alone in the Xinuang Pavilion, and now the rumors had been dealt with.

I only hope that these monks and Taoist priests can get rid of folk superstitions, and no matter how bad they are, they can stabilize people's hearts, so it is not for nothing.

For Zhu Youxiao, this kind of thing is just a tool to strengthen the rule.

If the emperor is caught in it, he should "fall into the water" and die as soon as possible!

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