The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Chapter 30 The prosperity of Buddhism [3]

Yan Song sneered and didn't answer, pointed to the outside, and asked: "Monk, for a temple, hundreds of houses, hundreds of gold, powder and bronze Buddha statues, gold brick floors, and silver walls, so extravagant, is it because the old man of the Buddha decided. ?"

"Buddha Amitabha, the benefactor has a sign. Only because the Buddha has great power can he enjoy the worship of the believers!" The monk said with a compassionate expression.What he means is that only then will believers be in awe.

"Hahaha!" Yan Song laughed, "Daweili? I haven't seen you cast down a single demon, and I haven't seen you do anything for the people. It's just a lip service to deceive the world. It's okay, it's okay, it's useless to talk too much!"

As soon as these words came out, the monk finally became angry, the kindly brows and kind eyes disappeared, and Yan Song saw a trace of ominous light.

"Don't the donor know that this temple was expanded by Emperor Xuande? Are you questioning the Emperor Daming?"

"Naturally know, but because of this, you should know how to appreciate the favor of the late emperor and do something for the world, instead of sitting here and waiting for the money with peace of mind." Yan Song naturally wouldn't fall for the monk's plan. Directly used the emperor to fight back.

Buddhism's routine is nothing more than fooling the people, deceiving the world and stealing his name, how could Yan Song have a good face.In his previous life, Yan Song had been to Shangri-La and encountered a temple on the way. At that time, he was curious about why there was a lonely police station in the wilderness near the temple.Later, the driver explained that it was just a guard.

Guard... not many words, but the meaning is out.

I only know how to exploit, but I don't know how to contribute. In history, I don't know how many dynasties have been ruined, and how much money they have saved their lives, but they just sit high and read two nonsense scriptures.

The monk's gloomy eyes are like knives: "I wonder if the donor can apply for the name?"

"You'll know soon!" Yan Song smiled casually, he waved, lost interest, and turned to leave.

How could the monk let Yan Song leave, snorted coldly, and stood in front of Yan Song: "This benefactor, insulting the Buddha, why not stay for three days to eat fast and recite the Buddha to atone for the Buddha?"

Yan Song laughed loudly: "Just kidding, are you trying to ban me privately?"

The monk smiled like a smile: "Of course not, but let the donor know the power of the Buddha first, didn't the donor just ask?"

At this time, several monks came around, and each one was powerful.How can this kind of physique be raised by eating fast?What a merciful temple that recites Buddha for the sake of eating vegetarian food.

Yan Song's face froze: "In broad daylight, people are detained, and the country's laws are ignored, so aren't you afraid that the Shuntian government will arrest you and wait?"

The monk put his hands together and said compassionately, "Amitabha, there are also Buddhist followers in Shuntian Prefecture, so they will naturally support my Buddhist journey."

However, just when the monk wanted to force his way, a group of people suddenly broke into the outside.

One by one, brocade clothes, sabres, full of energy, and powerful evil spirits surrounded all these monks.

"Old Yan Ge, the little one is late, please forgive me!"

The leader was Jinyiwei Qianhu Lu An, the nephew of the Jinyiwei leader, who was sent by Jiajing to protect the North Korean envoy this time.

Yan Song nodded, turned to the pale-faced monk, and smiled: "Do you know who I am now?"

The monk was sweating coldly and his throat was dry: "Yan Song, Mr. Yan Ge... Please forgive the poor monk who does not know Mount Tai..."

Yan Song snorted coldly, "Begging for mercy now? It's too late."

He said to Lu An, "This monk actually dared to imprison me privately, arrested these monks, and sent them to Shuntian Prefecture for trial. Although the late emperor Xuande gave the Dajue Temple a favor, these monks didn't know how to repay their kindness. Ban Yi Dynasty Pavilion Elder, and I think this temple has far exceeded the specified scale, with countless money, I suspect that they intend to rebel..."

The big hat must have been buckled, and the monk was almost scared to death, and kowtowed again and again: "I'm wronged, my lord, I'm wronged, this temple was built by the emperor!"

Lu An was a little hesitant, the name of the late emperor made him a little scared.

Yan Song snorted coldly at this time: "This temple was still built in the Liao Dynasty. Are you the descendants of the Liao Dynasty? What a joke!"

When Lu An heard it, he was right, so he ordered someone to arrest him without saying a word.

None of these monks dared to move. This is Jinyiwei, the emperor's personal guard, and his reputation is frightening. How dare they resist?

Yan Song didn't want to copy the temple either. He just caught these monks and taught them a lesson. Now is not the time to go to war.

Although those believers didn't know what was going on here, but when they saw Jin Yiwei haunting, they stood outside tremblingly and didn't dare to let out the air.

Yan Song strode away, but he did not find Liu Rushi and Xiaoqing who were more than ten meters away.

Xiaoqing looked at her master admiringly: "Madam, have you seen it? The master is so amazing, the monk was speechless!"

Liu Rushi was speechless. She originally wanted to pray for incense, but after hearing what Yan Song said, she felt it made sense. She herself is not the kind of 'a woman is virtuous without talent'. A woman, she is very talented and can easily distinguish right from wrong. I feel that what Yan Song said is quite reasonable.

As a result, Liu Rushi's three views collapsed again, and he began to not believe in Buddhism much.

"Go back." Liu Ru said.

"Hey, it's long overdue to go back, I have long thought that Buddha is unbelievable." Xiaoqing said.

With the help of the guards, the two left the temple all the way to the square at the foot of the mountain, but they saw a lot of people gathered in a certain place, surrounded the city in a circle, and there were bursts of crying and scolding. Voice.

"Oh, this mother and daughter are so pitiful, did they just bump into that person? They were beaten and scolded like this!"

"Who is that person? To be so arrogant and domineering? Do such things in broad daylight?"

"I don't know, it must be some kind of son."

"It's definitely not a son, or even a Da Ming person, because they can't understand what they say."

"I heard that it seems that the envoys from the North Korean vassal state came to study in Daming. Look around them, there are several Jinyi guards protecting them."

"Damn, a small vassal country dares to come to the Ming Dynasty to be wild!"

After hearing this, many people were filled with righteous indignation, because in their opinion, North Korea is nothing but a mountain and a ditch, how dare to treat the people of Ming Dynasty like this now?

Liu Rushi frowned as she listened to Quan's passing, she remembered that the master was the recipient of the North Korean envoy.

"Wouldn't he help the North Korean messenger to humiliate the people of Daming?"

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