Wanli was indeed provoked to anger.

Early the next morning, Yang Xin was brought into the palace by the Jinyi Guard......

"What the hell is going on?"

Wanli asked expressionlessly.

Yang Xin looked at Xu Xianchun next to him, and then said very simply: "Your Majesty, they are indeed because they have a grudge against the grass people, so they are dissatisfied with the grass people's gift from His Majesty, and they deliberately blocked the face of the grass people in public at the Silver Ingot Bridge. The reason why Xu Yanshi expelled them was also instigated by the grass people, but the grass people really didn't understand, is this Ming Dynasty the eldest or their Confucian master? Is this His Majesty's country or their Confucian disciples? Xu Yishi sent the grass people home with a holy decree, they dared to block it with a tablet of Confucius, and in their eyes, His Majesty's holy decree was not even as good as the tablet of Confucius, are they His Majesty's subjects or Confucius's minions?

The minister just can't be angry about this.

Xu Yishi is very right, this great tomorrow earth great holy decree is the greatest!

As soon as the decree is issued, the subjects must obey it.

They know that His Majesty wants to let the Jinyi Guard send the grass people home, one is to reward the grass people for the bloody battle for the country, and the other is to make the whole world know that His Majesty will be rewarded for his merits, as long as he really contributes to the country, he will be rewarded by His Majesty, not only rich and noble immediately, but also glorify the ancestors.

They are all well aware.

But just because of a little personal grudge, they did not hesitate to humiliate the grass people in public to ruin His Majesty's hard work, knowing that Xu Yi sent the grass people with a holy decree, but they were confident that they had the tablet of Confucius in their hands, and even the holy decree was regarded as waste paper. If such a person does not teach them some lessons, what will the people around them think? What they see is that the imperial power is subjugated to Confucianism, the royal family is subservient to Confucianism, and His Majesty is subservient to scholars, so why does Your Majesty command the world?

In the future, will a random group of scholars be able to hold the tablet of Confucius to fight against the Holy Decree......"

"Nonsense!"

Wanli scolded angrily.

"Your Majesty, the grass people are all from the bottom of their hearts, there are no two days in the sky, there are no two masters in the people, no one in this Ming Dynasty can be higher than Your Majesty, and the same is true for Confucius, Your Majesty, Taixi is a lesson from the past."

Yang Xin said.

"Say."

Wanli was immediately intrigued.

"All the countries of Tessie believe in Yahweh, and the head of their religion resides in the Vatican, and has a Holy See, and sends priests to all countries and even to the provinces and counties of each country, and if the king of a country dies, the successor must be crowned by the Holy See, otherwise it is a false name, and its country will attack it together. And no matter how great a great king, even if he has tens of millions of people, he must kneel on his knees when he sees his pope, and call him father, and if he dares not to kneel, he will be punished, and every prince of his kingdom may take his place. He even forced a monarch to take his queen barefoot in the wind and snow to the top of the mountain and kneel in front of the Pope's door for three days and three nights, before finally getting the Pope's pardon. Your Majesty continues to connive at these more and more rampant scholars, isn't he afraid that one day the Ming Emperor will also need to kneel in the Temple of Literature, and only with the coronation of the Kong clan can he have the right to rule the world? ”

Yang Xin said.

"This isn't a lie you've made up?"

Wanli said very sternly.

"Your Majesty, you go to find a red-haired man, but don't look for a missionary, the missionary is sent by the Holy See to come to Daming to preach, you ask someone to find an ordinary red-haired sailor in Macao. Then ask him whether the king of Portugal needs to bow down when he sees the Pope, and whether the king of Portugal needs to be crowned by the Holy See when he succeeds to the throne, so that he can distinguish the truth of what the grass people say. ”

Yang Xin said.

The confirmation of the results must be that what he said is true.

Yang Xincai disdains to deceive people!

He would just be like those bricks, selectively telling Wanli this kind of content, the humiliation of Canossa can be talked about, but the prisoner of Avignon is completely unnecessary.

"Go back first!"

Wanli waved his hand and motioned for him to get out.

However, His Majesty the Emperor could see that he was a little heavy-minded, after all, Yang Xin's portrayal of Europe was still very scary, he had fought with civil officials all his life, and even had to live in the deep palace to passively confront, so he naturally knew very well the huge power of the gentry now. Even those who have overwhelmed the nobles and military generals, and can barely confront them with his support, that is, the group of eunuchs, but they are only barely parrying, and what connects the civil officials is the signboard of the way of Confucian sages.

The coronation of the emperor by the Holy Duke of Yan is not enough.

Ke Shizi held the tablet of Confucius and fought against his tax supervisors and mine supervisors in various places, which was already a common practice.

These guys, who enjoy tax-free fertile land and even eat the imperial court's food, not only do not appreciate the gifts he gives at all, but rely on the saint signboard above their heads to openly oppose the imperial power, which is ......

It's a bit of a kick in the face.

Of course, Yang Xin doesn't care what Wanli thinks.

After being a traitor, he and Xu Xianchun went out of the palace in a comfortable mood.

Lao Xu's punishment is not worth mentioning, it is only a one-year fine, even if he is a guard, he does not live on the theoretical two or three hundred stone meters a year, but the role he played in this matter has already made his cousin remember his name. As a Jinyiwei, he is competent enough, what is Jinyiwei called if he does not maintain imperial power? Not to mention that he only injured a few green worms for this, he just stepped on a few to death, and it was inevitable that he would be reused in the future.

"Brother Yang, to be honest, although I always act impulsively with you, this ending is always a disaster, you are a lucky star!"

Xu Xianchun said with emotion.

"Because Long Live Lord knows that we are the real loyal ministers."

Yang Xin said.

Xu Xianchun nodded approvingly.

Then the two went out of Xi'an Gate together, and as soon as they went out, they saw hundreds of people running north.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Xin lowered his head and grabbed one and asked.

"Weeping Temple, the students of Guozijian are crying in the Temple of Literature!"

The man said excitedly.

"Well, that's what got me right!"

Yang Xin let go of his hand in amazement, and as soon as the man landed, he immediately continued to rush forward excitedly.

Yang Xin and Xu Xianchun looked at each other, then turned their horses' heads to join the crowd, and soon they crossed the Silver Ingot Bridge and the Drum Tower according to yesterday's route, and arrived in front of the Confucian Temple in the northeast corner of the capital, and then saw that in the snowflakes that were still falling continuously, the original white and vast front of the Confucian Temple had been completely covered with cyan, and countless green insects were lying there crying. The five gentlemen who were trampled on yesterday were on five stretchers, wrapped in bandages and the like, looking like mummies, placed in the gate of the Temple of Literature......

Not inside the main hall.

They are deliberately exhibited, and who can see the big hall.

What's more, the main hall is sacrificing Confucius, this is not a crying temple, how can the Ming Dynasty come to the crying temple in a peaceful and prosperous world? Don't always want to make a big news, this is just worshipping Confucius, and then there are too many people to worship until they line up on the street, and the scholars who were hurt yesterday happened to be aggrieved, so they cried a few times in the back.

Definitely not a crying temple.

Definitely not here to demonstrate to His Majesty the Emperor.

"Do we have a martial arts temple in the capital?"

Yang Xin said.

"Nope!"

Xu Xianchun said.

These green worms were caused by Wanli's treatment of him too lightly.

Yesterday morning, almost all the imperial histories of the Metropolitan Procuratorate jointly played a joint performance, impeaching him for taking the brocade guard and trampling on the tablet of Confucius, and then Wanli fined him for one year, which was obviously unacceptable to the green worms.

"Who does the military general worship?"

Yang Xin said.

"There is a temple of the emperor in the city, but there is no official martial temple in the imperial court, there is a martial arts building in the south, there is a temple of meritorious heroes, there is no one in the north, they are all worthy of enjoying the temple, His Majesty has sealed the two saints of Guan Yue, our Jinyiwei and Dongchang all worship Yue Sheng, but there is no separate Yue Sheng Temple in the capital, only a separate Guan Di Temple, worship Yue Sheng is in the Sanzhong Temple, there are also Wuhou and Wen Cheng Prime Minister inside."

Xu Xianchun said.

"Then why don't we build one for Yue Sheng alone?"

Yang Xin said with a pure face.

"That's okay, even if Your Majesty doesn't make an order, it's reasonable for us Jinyiwei and Dongchang to pool money to build Yue Temple, but it will take some time."

Xu Xianchun said.

"Of course, it takes time to build Yue Temple, but you can find a piece of land and then everyone get together, worship Yue Sheng and prepare to start construction, they are only a few green worms, how many people are there in the capital?"

Yang Xin said.

Xu Xianchun gasped.

"Don't be afraid, you have to believe me, you just said that I am a lucky star."

Yang Xin said with a smile.

"Believe you again, I'll gather the brethren!"

Xu Xianchun gritted his teeth and said.

"The brothers of Jingying can also worship Yue Sheng, right?"

Yang Xin asked.

"Of course you can, all the warriors in the world can worship Yue Temple."

Xu Xianchun said.

"You go and ask the Marquis of Taining, if he is interested in slapping Wenchen in the face, saying that these nobles are living in a mess, don't you want to raise your eyebrows?"

Yang Xin said.

Xu Xianchun also nodded with a sinister smile.

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