The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Soon, the hundred officials swept out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and came to the outside and lined up neatly.And a group of eunuchs also worked hard to move out the smaller dragon chair in the imperial study and put it on the top of the stairs.

And so, a great morning began.

The historian wrote in the book: "This was a successful early dynasty, and it was an early dynasty that allowed the Korean envoys to see the greatness and power of the Celestial Empire..."

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Chapter 28 You Daming Women Are Really Ugly [2]

This time, the early morning lasted for more than an hour.

Of course, the content is not about the so-called disaster victims in the south of the Yangtze River, nor how precarious the northern border is, but about the tens of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty, how many millions and tens of millions in taxes every year, how much cloth is produced every year, and how much gold and silver are produced. , Every household consumes a pig every day...

The biggest report in history was started by Yan Song, a treacherous official, and then the officials affiliated to Yan Song used the skill of seeing the wind and rudder, and actively followed up. Then other parties scolded themselves after seeing Longyan Dayue. Stupid ~ slut, and then continue to follow up.

As a result, this morning became huge and lively.

When the North Korean envoy heard it, it was an eye-opener.

"Oh my God, the Celestial Dynasty is really powerful Smecta!!"

And Jiajing hated this Smecta very much. In fact, he really wanted to make the 'Smecta' disappear. He was in a good mood, so he forgot about it.

Jiajing felt that he had never felt so good in decades. Although he didn't know the sentence 'This forced me to give 103 points, I'm not afraid of your pride ~ proud', but he knew that he was pretending to be perfect this time, and he was in a happy mood.

After the early morning, the North Korean envoy suddenly asked Jiajing about Jiajing's clothes, why it was not a dragon robe, and Jiajing said that it was a robe of Taoism.

"Cultivation?" The North Korean envoy didn't quite understand it, but he seemed very powerful.

As a result, after the dynasty was dispersed, the North Korean envoy asked the officials of the Ministry of Rites. Although the officials of the Ministry of Rites hated the emperor's practice of Taoism and thought it was not a proper job, they did not dare to say it, and finally gave the stick a random explanation.

Yan Song thought that he had nothing to do with himself, but just after returning to the house, before sitting down to rest, the eunuch next to Jiajing came to send a message, asking him to take the North Korean envoy to the temple in the capital.

"Temple? What's there to see?" Yan Song was a little impatient, this stick is really boring, Yan Song has not been to a temple since his rebirth, but for this kind of non-production, he will only eat fast and recite Buddha, and occupy more and more land The temple is very unhappy, and there is even a plan to eliminate the temple land and restrict development in the future planning, so I never thought of going to the temple.

However, since the emperor issued an oral order, Yan Song would not refuse.

"Just treat it as an inspection of the enemy's situation and prepare for the elimination of these temples in the future."

Yan Song soon joined the three North Korean envoys.

Of these three messengers, one was named Li Shengji, one was named He Lixiu, and the other was named Li Te. Well, anyway, Yan Song didn't like sticks and was too lazy to remember.However, I remember Li Shengji quite firmly, because in the 21st century there is also a Korean star named Li Shengji, who openly said that Chinese people are ugly in the recording of variety shows.

You he~ Mom is ugly!

I remember you!

Yan Song really wanted to stare directly at the Li Shengji stick in front of him.

Li Shengji is inexplicable, but he belongs to the leader of the Joseon mission, and he is also the younger brother of the king of Joseon.

"Lord Yan, this king really wants to say that although the Ming Dynasty is extremely powerful, women are really ugly." Li Shengji raised his nostrils, shook his head and sighed.

Yan Song vomited blood, Chinese women are ugly?Grass!

Yan Song hehe: "I have never seen a woman in North Korea. I think they all have huge faces and square faces, right?"

Li Shengji was surprised: "Hey, Mr. Yan has good eyesight. It is indeed as Mr. Yan said. The women in our Korean kingdom have square faces, and that one is called a beautiful and charming person..."

"Cough cough..." Yan Song almost lost his breath and looked constipated, but at this time he could only give Li Shengji a thumbs up, "Master Li is amazing, this official admires it."

Li Shengji shook his head: "This king is not very powerful, Master Yan should praise the beauty of the women in our kingdom of Korea."

Yan Song nodded with a look of admiration: "These North Korean women must be extremely beautiful."

Li Shengji nodded his head: "That's Smecta~~"

Smecta you bastard! !

In any case, Yan Song still took Li Shengji and others, and the group went to the nearby Dajue Temple, why this temple, because this group of Korean sticks heard that it was built by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, so they were curious, I chose this temple.

Just as everyone was about to arrive at the Dajue Temple, everyone heard the clamor from a few hundred meters away.

After passing through the green shade of many ancient trees, the team soon came to the outside of the Dajue Temple. At this time, the winter has not passed, and it is not yet the time to enjoy the flowers, but there are many winter plums blooming.

When everyone got off the sedan chair and entered here, they found that there was already an illusion like a sea of ​​people, stalls, poles and baskets, the sounds of hawking, laughter, and the voices of countless tourists and incense stickers. It looks like the disaster in Jiangnan has not affected this place.

Yan Song frowned and watched this scene. Even in winter, there are so many people who offer incense, so in spring, there are more.Take a look at the magnificent, resplendent buildings inside, how much it will cost.

And the few North Korean envoys couldn't wait to rush out to play around.

Yan Song asked a few Jinyi guards to protect them, so he didn't care anymore. After thinking about it, he simply went in and took a look.Although he resents the temple being so powerful, it does not prevent Yan Song from going in to investigate.However, I have read a lot of descriptions about ancient times. During the troubled times, the temple may be a dark cave, defrauding female believers and detaining them in it for those monks to have fun.

Yan Song walked into the temple with scrutiny eyes.

The Buddha statues are tall and dazzling, and a group of pilgrims pilgrims pilgrims in line to stuff their money into the boxes. Some of the incense money inside may be most of the assets of these people, and they come here only to seek the protection of the Buddha.

Yan Song sneered.

Ask the Buddha?Better ask yourself!

Just then, a middle-aged monk with a charitable face came over.

"Amitabha, the donor does not respect the Buddha?"

"What is the respect for Buddha?" Yan Song mocked slightly.

The monk frowned, then relaxed: "Naturally, the Buddha can protect the donor, as long as the donor believes in Buddhism."

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