I'm watching the gate in the jail

The conversation is divided into two parts. Here, classmate Qiu Zijin is teaching thousands of households what the White Lotus Sect is.Yang Xiuxian, who had changed into casual clothes over there, had brought Deng Xiang to Guangji Temple.

Guangji Temple is on the western boundary of the city, not far from the West Fourth Archway.

Because it is very close to Deng's house, Mrs. Deng often comes here to offer incense.

She often mentioned to her husband how benevolent and peaceful the abbot here is, and how vast and magnificent the temple is.After listening to a lot, Deng Zongqi also had some impressions. When he introduced Yang Xiuxian, he was eloquent.

"My mother-in-law, I don't know how much money she spends here a year. Sometimes I even wonder why I spent all the money I earned on monks when I was a Jinyiwei from birth to death. It really doesn't make sense."

Deng Xiang shook his head helplessly while talking.

Guangji Temple was built in the Jin Dynasty and was once abandoned.Until the reign of Jingtai, there were still ruined temples.

Until eight years ago, a group of monks from Shanxi wandered here. They couldn't bear to see the broken Jialan, so they made a great vow to rebuild the temple and remake the Buddha statues.Through the efforts of the monks, it has gradually reached its current scale.

"It's only been eight years, and this group of monks... really is 'where there is a will, there is a way'."

Looking at the pilgrims who came around and rubbed shoulders.Look at not only the three major Buddha statues in the Daxiong Hall, but even the eighteen arhats on both sides have been pasted with shining gold foil, which is quite impressive.It can be compared with the Dalongshan Temple, one of the royal temples.

"Go, look behind."

Holding three sticks of fragrance in their hands, the two first followed the pilgrims all the way, worshiping "piously" from one temple to another.

When they got to the secluded place in the backyard, Yang Xiuxian and Deng Xiang dodged a few times, avoiding the monks who passed by from time to time, and walked inside in a detour.

The back hall of this temple is the place where monks live, and pilgrims are strictly prohibited from entering.

The two passed several small buildings that seemed to be used for lodging, passed through the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and gradually walked to the backyard near the back door.

In front of the closed back door, I saw two acres of rice fields and one acres of vegetable fields.

Beside the rice field, two men dressed as farmers and wearing bamboo hats were eating.

Generally speaking, there are usually two or three acres of Susukida around the temple, which is used for the daily fasting of the monks.It is located in the urban area rather than deep in the mountains, otherwise there is at least a back mountain to visit.

The two farmers each held the steamed corn bread, and put a few pieces of pickles in the sauce-colored jars beside them. With the pickles in their hands, the two of them frowned while swallowing the corn bread.

"The two of you are only having lunch at this time. It's almost the end of the day. It's really hard work."

Deng Xiang pretended to pass by "inadvertently".Walking behind the two farmers, he casually struck up a conversation.

"There is food only after the work is done. Otherwise, those monks will gossip again, saying 'no work, no food'. One by one, their complexions are very dark."

One of the middle-aged men with a pointed face raised his head, straightened his bamboo hat and said.

"With just these two acres of land, what work can I do? Don't frame me."

Deng Xiang shook his head, expressing his disbelief.

"Of course there are only these fields here, but there are so many fields outside the city! Just the piece of land outside the east city..."

"Hey, why are you telling him these things! Can't you stop your mouth with food?"

Before the middle-aged man with a pointed chin could speak, he was interrupted by the old man beside him.

Deng Xiang could tell keenly that both of them had a Shanxi accent.

"This is not a place where you pilgrims can come in casually. Get out quickly before the monks see you."

The old man with a goatee and wrinkled face frowned and said.

"Hey, what the old man said is rude. I'm not bragging. Except for the imperial palace, there is no place in the capital that we can't go to. Those monks will only respectfully say 'Amitabha' when they see our yamen."

Deng Xiang pointed to Yang Xiuxian who was standing in the distance, who seemed to be looking around the scenery and said.

The two looked up, and sure enough, they saw a man in a silk robe who looked like a son, with his hands behind his back, looking at them with an arrogant expression.

The old man lowered his head and stopped talking.It was a middle-aged man who muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, but Deng Xiang didn't quite understand what he heard.

"Our lord's official is very big. There are more fields outside your temple city than our lord? We have hundreds of acres of land in the south of the city, and there are more than 20 tenants in our family. Is your ruined temple comparable to that of our lord?" ?”

"Do you dare to show off a few hundred acres of land with more than a dozen tenants? Then when you see thousands of acres of land and more than 100 tenants, don't you want to be scared to death? What kind of master, what kind of official, poor!"

The middle-aged man sneered, turned around, and stopped answering.

"Damn! You're not planting land, you really think of yourself as a landlord!"

Deng Xiang put on a villain face, spat behind them, and walked towards Yang Xiuxian.

"My lord, there is a problem with this temple. The farmland 'innuendo' is actually over a thousand acres. These two people are also foreigners, not from Yingtianfu."

Walking out of the back hall, Deng Xiang whispered beside Yang Xiuxian.

Originally, they came to investigate Guangji Temple because they thought it had something to do with Cibei Temple, and they might find clues about Mrs. Song's mother and daughter.

Unexpectedly, such important information was obtained.

Yang Xiuxian's expression was very bad.

Let's not talk about how much tax the thousands of acres of farmland can escape.The existence of more than 100 tenant farmers is enough to be called a major case.

Normally, the only ones who help the monks with their fields in or around the temple are the nearby villagers.Some small temples and bitter temples are even cultivated by monks themselves. For them, labor is the most important practice.

As for this Guangji Temple, it has only been eight years since it was restored to the present. Where did hundreds of tenants attach to it?

The only possibility is refugees.

Refugees, insinuating...

Thinking of these two words, Yang Xiuxian frowned involuntarily.

From the beginning of the establishment of the Ming Dynasty to its final demise, it took 270 and six years before and after the Ming Dynasty.The problem of refugees has plagued this huge dynasty for 270 years.

In the chaos at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng supported his troops to stand on his own, and finally destroyed the last imperial regime of the Han nationality.

Among them, there are reasons for the air-conditioning bonus of Little Ice River, the rise of the Privet Tribe, and the Donglin eunuch dispute.

But the refugee issue is also an important straw that weighs on its huge camel.

After Emperor Hongwu established the Dingding Central Plains, he established a very clear household registration system.

This system has a long history in China.

According to the "Book of History", as early as the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the government had already begun to conduct unified registration and management of the population. "Hanshu" even records the anecdote of Han Xin relying on the "Xianyang Laodang" in the pre-Qin era to manage the new Han Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had experienced the turmoil of the refugees at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and made a fortune from it, naturally would not allow the dynasty he built by himself to be destroyed by the next refugee uprising.

Therefore, in the third year of Hongwu shortly after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang established the "Lijia system" while inheriting part of the household registration system of the Yuan Dynasty.

Take ten households as "Yijia" and 110 households as "Yili" to manage the people.And based on this, the strictest native place system was established in the feudal dynasty for thousands of years.

And on Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing, a "yellow book library" was established to manage the national household registration files and store the household registration population and land conditions in the world.

Even today, 600 years later, this native place system still affects the people who live in this land.

The so-called "native place" and "nationality" are names.

In the third year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang issued an edict that all households should be registered and serve.The military sent the guards, the people belonged to the Yousi, and the artisans belonged to the Ministry of Industry.Astronomy, medicine, music, monks and Taoists belong to the Ministry of Rites.

"Ji" corresponds to "service", that is, work.

In theory, father to son, son to grandson, son to grandson, no more work.Even if they are admitted to the imperial examination, they will not change their service status. Military households are still military households, and civilian households are also civilian households, but they do not need to serve in the military.

"Guan" refers to "Xiangguan", which refers to the place where the household service is located, usually the place of birth, or the place of service.

The Ming Dynasty, or the ancient dynasties, basically did not allow people to move freely on the land.Businessmen who want to go out, or who want to take exams, must apply for road guidance.

If there is no way to guide, escape from the village, or engage in a job that does not conform to the original place, that is a "refugee", and according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, he must be escorted to the county of origin to resume his job.

Although the lijia system and the yellow book system were established, the problem of refugees has never been fundamentally resolved, and even intensified in the middle and late Ming Dynasty.

The refugees found a new way of living in a new place by changing their household registration and attaching themselves to big families and temples.But in the yellow book library, in the classics of the state government office, they either do not exist, or they have been missing for a long time.

These elusive populations, like ghosts, spread across the land of Ming Dynasty, becoming the threat and weakness of the dynasty.

Of course, Yang Xiuxian didn't know that the Ming Dynasty would face the danger of falling apart because of the refugee issue.For now, the refugees around Kyoto alone are enough to worry him.

In the past few years, there have been more and more cases of "mapping land" and tax evasion in the Northern Zhili area. On the one hand, Shuntian Prefecture and the Ministry of Households cannot collect taxes, and on the other hand, temples and Taoist temples do not pay taxes at all.It has already had a negative impact on the capital, and the emperor will take action to rectify it sooner or later.

In the final analysis, whether it is annexation of land or tax evasion by the people, in the final analysis it is the problem of refugees.

And the ones that take in the most refugees are the temples.

It would be fine if only a few refugees were accommodated, and the government would not bother, after all, it had already become a common practice, and they couldn't control it.

But what is the concept of hundreds of people?

You must know that Guangji Temple and the Inner Imperial City are separated by Qing'an Square, which is a boundary that can be seen from the west corner of the Imperial Palace.

It is such a creepy situation that there is almost a battalion of "black households" hiding under the "foot of the emperor".

The matter has become so serious that it must be reported to His Majesty.

"Wanqianhu, Wanqianhu... How can you just intervene in a case and make such a big noise later?"

Even Yang Xiuxian, who served the emperors of two dynasties and worked in Jinyiwei for ten years, had never experienced so many big cases in just one year.

Yang Xiuxian vaguely remembered that those rotten Confucian scholars once mentioned that Emperor Renzong of the Zhao family "can't do anything but be an official" and was born to be an emperor.

Could it be that our tens of thousands of households are "except for cooking, they can't do anything else, they can only do Jinyiwei", are they born to be Jinyiwei?

"Ah!"

Just after listening to Qiu Zijin's description of the White Lotus Sect here, Wanda suddenly felt a chill behind his back and sneezed heavily.

"Adult, do you understand?"

Why did Qiu Zijin feel that Master Wan in front of him was rolling his eyes while listening, with a nonchalant look.

That's the White Lotus Sect, my Lord Wan!

"Understood, I understand. What a simple thing, it's so complicated as you said."

Wanda wiped her face.

Seeing that Xiao Qiu was so excited, he sprayed saliva on his face.

"What Maitreya came into the world, no birth mother, vacuum...vacuum homeland? Tsk tsk, I still vacuum milk."

Wanda said disdainfully, "You can just call it a cult, why say so many things I don't understand."

"The entire Jinyiwei, except you, everyone understands."

Qiu Zijin gritted his teeth firmly.

Cult!In the community where Wanda lived in the previous life, when I was studying, there were people who had popularized relevant knowledge on the school bulletin boards.

Defrauding money, deceiving sex, deceiving life, and instigating rebellion, no matter what it is called, it is just these routines.

After ordinary people believe it, they will go bankrupt at least, or go to jail and eat guns at worst.

Fire prevention, anti-theft, anti-cult, this awareness, I still have.

Besides, Lao Tzu has the core socialist values ​​to protect his body.The gods can't help it, all poisons can't invade, you ancient people don't worry about me.

Having said that, Wanda vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he watched "Huang Feihong" played by the kung fu emperor Jet Li on CCTV [-], and there was the White Lotus Sect in it.

The "Jiugong Zhenren" played by Xiong Xinxin is the BIGBOSS of the White Lotus Sect, which "reverses the Qing Dynasty and restores the Ming Dynasty".

After listening to Xiaoqiu's words today, Wanda realized that the White Lotus Sect was not just "reversing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty".

It can be said that it has been wholeheartedly rebelling for hundreds of years.Always rebelled, never succeeded.Repeated attack, still rebellion.I don't even know what it's drawing.

If the "Rebel World" were to judge a dedicated model, this one would definitely be a C debut.

"Xiao Qiu, don't be afraid."

Wanda patted Qiu Zijin's shocking shoulder, "Master Wan will protect you."

Qiu Zijin sighed, and when he was about to say something, the door of the Buddhist hall was quietly opened.

Both of them turned their heads.

A pair of light blue cloth shoes embroidered with white lotus patterns stepped in from the door.

Seen from the bottom up, the visitor is wearing a blue-gray monk's robe, with a palace sash made of green and white ribbons around his waist, tied with knots with auspicious patterns, and a small white jade lotus pendant on his feet.

Looking up, the light gray Guanyin is draped over the shoulders, revealing a pointed chin.The spotless red lips, coupled with the slender and resentful eyebrows, between the eyebrows and eyes, are alluring.

A nameless fragrance gradually diffused in this small Buddhist hall.

"Fairy?"

Seeing the visitor, Qiu Zijin swallowed his saliva on the spot and expressed his sincere praise.

Wanda felt like she was about to stop breathing.

In the "last life", Wanda's mother liked to listen to Yue opera very much, and various music arias of Yue opera were always played at home.Although Wanda didn't like it, she seemed to have listened to it a lot.

A phrase that he often heard when he was a child suddenly flooded into his mind

Since then, I dare not look at Avalokitesvara.

"Amitabha. The poor nun Xuanlian is polite."

Nun Xuanlian stood up with one hand, showing her slender fingers like jade onions, and saluted them.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, it is somewhat similar to the portrait of the "lifeless mother" hanging on the wall.I don't know if Master Xuanlian drew the Buddha statue with reference to her own face.

As the junior sister of the old nun Xuan Jing, Master Xuan Lian, although she is no less than 30 years old, is not as youthful as the young nun who came just now.But the amorous feelings conveyed by gestures are definitely not something that girls under 20 years old can possess.

"I heard that you two admire Buddhism and want to meet the poor nun?"

Xuanlian and Wanda took their seats, Qiu Zijin hesitated for a moment, and stood behind Wanda.The little nun who led the way backed out, turned around and closed the door.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Wanda felt that the fragrance seemed to be stronger.

"Yes, it is."

Before Wanda could answer, Qiu Zijin said blankly.

"Listen to the two accents, are they from other places?"

Xuan Jing tugged at his sleeves, tilted his arm leaning on the low table slightly, and squinted at the two of them.

"Yes, yes... from the south."

Qiu Zijin rushed to answer again.

"I didn't expect Xiaoan's reputation to be so big. I'm really ashamed."

Xuan Lian covered her mouth and nose with her hands and smiled.

Wanda felt dizzy.

"That poor nun, let's talk about the allusion of 'Maitreya's rebirth' for the two female benefactors."

Xuanlian's vermilion lips parted lightly, and she began to talk eloquently.

"When the chaos first opened, there were two sects of darkness in the heaven and the earth. There was the 'Old Mother of No Life' who sent the Lantern Buddha, Shakyamuni Buddha and Maitreya Buddha to the lower realm..."

Qiu Zijin stood aside, listening carefully, and kept nodding.

His eyes flickered, as if he understood something, but he began to resist faintly in his heart, shaking his head subconsciously.However, under Xuanlian's repeated reminders, she lowered her head again.

In the back, there were only constant nodding and exclamations from time to time.

Wanda was in the same state at first.

This is an indescribable feeling, mysterious and mysterious.

Xuan Lian's voice was very clear, but vague, every word she said seemed to be lingering in her ears, but it seemed to be far away in the sky.

Maitreya Buddha, Bright World, Future Buddha... Donglin Bailian...

Those mysterious words mixed into a piece of wet, sticky running water, wrapping the two of them gently.

This feeling... Wanda blinked her eyes twice struggling.

So familiar.

Isn't this what I felt when I was going to school in my "last life", when I wanted to doze off in class but didn't dare to doze off?

The key is what she said, I can't understand.

It may be that the nature of "students" is too strong, or it is the instinct to resist things like going to class, which made Wanda gradually get out of this forced brainwashing state.

Dimly, he saw Xuanlian who was stretching out his hands to make a seal. Under the wide sleeves, there was a hollow lotus sachet on Hao's wrist.

Sachets?

Wanda suddenly woke up.

Damn!Let me just say, I am a homosexual, how could I be so confused by a woman?

It turned out that this thing was at fault!

It must be the fragrance used to control consciousness.

Wanda looked at Qiu Zijin beside him. This guy looked as if his soul had been taken away, and he started giggling.

Recalling what he heard in a daze just now, it was clearly the teachings of the White Lotus Sect that Xiao Qiu had popularized to him before!

Wanda thought: How dangerous!Fortunately, Qiu Zijin had reminded him several times to be careful just now, but it turned out that he was the one who caught the truth first.

Wait for me to "do what I can" and see what kind of medicine is sold in this nun's gourd.

Wanda thought about it, and also showed a confused smile.

In order to prevent himself from being brainwashed again, he calmly dug his nails into his palm.

Time and time again, until the end, Wanda didn't even realize that his palm was bleeding faintly.

"Hey, the one driving the car."

At the door of "Miaoyin Nunnery", Gao Hui, who was squatting beside the carriage and nibbling dry food, raised his head, and saw the little nun who had just answered the door walking towards him.

"Your lady will stay in our nunnery tonight, let me come out and tell you."

She looked at Gao Hui, who was dressed in coarse cloth, with disgust, and covered her nose with her sleeve, as if the sour smell of poverty on his body had suffocated her.

"Then... will our lady go back tomorrow?"

Gao Hui patted the crumbs on his body and stood up, asking honestly.

"Then I don't know. Maybe your lady was influenced by our host and decided to abandon the world of mortals and become a aunt..."

The little nun smiled frivolously.

"Then, how can that be... Our master will definitely not allow it. The master and wife only have a daughter like Miss, and they still count on her to provide for the elderly."

Gao Hui said in a panic.

"Then I can't control it."

After the nun finished speaking, she twisted her waist and walked towards the gate of the nunnery.

It was getting late, and no one would come to offer incense, so she fastened the latch on the door, ignoring Gao Hui who was still standing outside.

"Lord Wan, Jiansheng Qiu, hold on."

Watching the woman disappear through the door, Gao Hui turned around, and towards the woods behind, imitated the call of a cuckoo.

In the woods not far away, two small trees shook, as if they were echoing him.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Yang Xiuxian and Deng Xiang walked around the back hall and the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and walked outside quickly along the veranda.

At the corner, a pilgrim who had just walked out of the Hall of Pharmacists bumped into two people who were walking in a hurry.

"Ouch..."

Deng Xiang was knocked back two steps, Yang Xiuxian quickly grabbed the old man who almost fell off his buttocks, and helped him up.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Yang Xiuxian just helped him up, but he didn't stand still.

The old man actually flung him away and walked towards the temple square excitedly.

"What are you doing? The old man is so agile?"

The old man walked with the wind, and almost bumped Deng Xiang again.

"Host, the host is here!"

"It's so rare to be able to see the host. The incense money donated last time was not in vain."

When it was too late, hundreds of pilgrims ran out of the halls excitedly when they heard the news of the host's appearance, and immediately surrounded the square outside the Daxiong Hall.

Yang Xiuxian and Deng Xiang looked at each other in surprise, no matter what they couldn't figure it out, it was just that the abbot of Guangji Temple appeared in his own temple, why these people seemed crazy.

At this moment, a soft and gentle music sounded from behind the two of them.When the breeze blew, Yang Xiuxian raised his hand and caught a peach-red petal that was blowing.

Turning around, Yang Xiuxian looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

I saw four young novice monks around ten years old lined up on both sides, and two of them held flower baskets in their left hands, and they took a step to spread a handful.

The other two held a copper aroma burner with a wooden handle to clear the way ahead.

The little novice monk was followed by two rows of four guards of honor, all of whom were also monks.

One beats the bowl, one blows the sheng, one knocks the bell, and the other knocks the wooden fish.

It seems that they were the ones who made the faint effect of flying flowers in the winter just now.

Looking back, there is a tall chariot carried by eight people, and the bright yellow chariot cloth makes a "crackling" sound in the wind.

A man dressed in a gold-woven cassock and a chiseled gold-thread five-Buddha Vairocana hat sat high and high, with one hand in mudra and the other holding a Buddhist bead. With a smile on his mouth, he was looking at the fanatical believers below from top to bottom. .

After the high chariot, there are two rows of honor guards with a total of 16 people wearing peacock blue helmets.One team held the big red banners raised high, and the other team held goldfish, vases, canopies, golden wheels and other Buddhist eight treasures in their hands.

This huge team moved slowly and solemnly in the square, heading towards the Daxiong Palace.

But the ostentation of a presiding officer in the temple is as good as the prince's guard of honor!

When he was young, because of his family background and outstanding appearance, Yang Xiuxian, who briefly served as the general of the Han Dynasty in the Yiluan Division in front of the Jinyiwei Palace, could see the arrogance in it at a glance.

"Buddha! Buddha is here! My illness will be cured soon!"

"Lord Buddha! Look at me more, Lord Buddha!"

Men, women, old and young, some stomped their feet, some beat their chests and cried out, some simply bumped their heads into the railing of the sedan chair, looking like crazy, Yang Xiuxian and Deng Xiang were terrified. .

Against the sun, the high-ranking host glanced in their direction, and moved to the Daxiong Hall amidst the wails of Buddhist music and believers.

"President Deng..."

Yang Xiuxian let go of the painful palm he pinched, turned his head with a sneer, and looked at Deng Xiang who was full of panic and his legs were trembling slightly.

"These ostentations, this frenzied scene, Madam, have I ever mentioned it to you?"

The author has something to say: Let’s popularize science about those troublesome queens and queens. The first one to appear is Queen Sun, who is Zhu Zhanji’s second queen and Zhu Qizhen’s own mother. Wife, lived to be 64 years old, experienced Xuande, Zhengtong, Jingtai, and Tianshun four periods, and finally passed away in Tianshun six years ago.The most noteworthy achievement of the old lady is that she persisted in supporting Yu Qian in the defense of Beijing, and pushed Zhu Qiyu to the throne when the country was in crisis, and refused the endless blackmail of Daming by the Oala people using their own son Zhu Qizhen.Wan Zhener was also sent by her to protect her grandson Zhu Jianshen.In addition, she also promoted Yingzong to abolish the cruel concubine burial system, and she is a radiant woman.

There are also two queens before and after Zhu Qizhen, namely Queen Zhou and Queen Qian.

The first Empress Dowager Qian was a very poor woman. During Yingzong's Beishou period, she spent all her savings to "redeem" her husband. Rheumatism crippled one leg.Zhu Qizhen and his young couple have a very deep relationship.

Empress Dowager Zhou is the biological mother of Zhu Jianshen and Zhu Jianze. This old lady has a lot of drama.

In the first half of his life, he mainly fought against Queen Mother Qian. Regardless of Zhu Qizhen's last wish, after Queen Mother Qian died, she was not allowed to be buried with Zhu Qizhen.At the beginning, his son was not allowed to designate Empress Qian as the queen mother, and he had to honor the position of queen mother alone.In the later period, the main energy was focused on fighting Wan Zhen'er.

Although Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu had not been emperor for a long time, he also had two empresses.They are Empress Hang and Empress Wang respectively.

Because Queen Wang disagreed with Zhu Qiyu's abolition of Zhu Jianshen's crown prince, after being directly abolished, the mother of the new prince Zhu Jianji, the Hang family, became Queen Hang.

When Zhu Qizhen was restored, Empress Hang had passed away for a long time, but when she thought that her son's crown prince had been snatched by Empress Hang's son, Zhu Qizhen became so angry that he dug up her grave and left the corpse It was dragged out and burned, and the title of the latter was also abolished.

But Empress Wang, Zhu Qizhen and Zhu Jianshen and his sons were very grateful to her. Although she lost the position of queen, she regained her status as Concubine Tan (after Emperor Jingtai was abolished, she was named King Yan), and this old lady lived until Zhengde years.Boiled to death the emperor of the old Zhu family of the N generation.Live very well.

That's all for this issue of science