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Li Yanqing was dressed in white, with big collars and big sleeves, strolling on the mountain path. Looking up, an ancient temple looms in the pine and cypress.

At this time, Shaolin was far less famous than that of later generations.

Although Bodhidharma created Zen Buddhism, it is far from being known to everyone as later generations imagined. The reputation of Shaolin Temple is even far below the Donglin Temple in Xingyang, the White Horse Temple and the Xiangshan Temple in Luoyang. As for the so-called martial arts in the world out of Shaolin, it is just a joke.

Shaolin does raise warrior monks, which is related to the whole era.

The temples had a lot of land, and they also needed to protect their property. This so-called warrior monk is actually similar to the caretaker of a large family.

Since the prevalence of Buddhism, there have been quite a means of collecting money and accepting the worship of good men and women.

Even after two Buddha tribulations, although it has weakened compared to earlier, the momentum is still very strong. Yang Jian was raised by female monks since he was a child, so he also had great respect for Buddhism. After the Great Cause, the admiration for Buddhism became even stronger. As far as Li Yanqing knows, the name of this famous Buddhist temple in the world is not to hold thousands of hectares of fertile land. Many landless people made a living by farming for the temple and paid taxes.

Under the name of Shaolin Temple, there is no industry like Donglin Temple and White Horse Temple, but there are many of them.

According to last year's statistics, Shaolin holds a large amount of land in Songyue and even many counties in Xingyang. Lin Lin finally counted, even if there are not 10,000 hectares, there are as many as seven or eight thousand hectares. Among them, there are also many lands that were acquired at low prices during the turbulent times of the previous two years.

Li Yanqing came to Songyue this time and lived in the Baiguwu under the name of Shaolin Temple.

It is difficult for him to judge the Shaolin Temple's large-scale acquisition of land in the past few years. In fact, there is currently a lot of abandoned land in Xingyang that needs someone to cultivate it. Although Shaolin is suspected of annexing land, to a certain extent, it also ensures that the land is not abandoned. From this point of view, Shaolin has the credit of helping to stabilize the situation in Xingyang.

After all, a large number of gentry and local tyrants fleeing their homes will cause a large number of people to panic.

Shaolin Temple is a well-known temple in the local area, with countless believers. They came forward to buy land, and they were able to calm the local situation. In previous years, why not the Shaolin Temple annexing land? Donglin Temple, White Horse Temple, including some Shixuan Gate Valves, are all doing the same thing. Even if Yanqing wants to change this situation, he must be cautious so as not to touch the interests of these local forces.

He came this time, on the one hand, to burn a few pillars of incense for his father, and at the same time, he also wanted to come and have some exchanges with Sima Daoxin.

If......

Just if!

If Yanqing is ready to adjust the land policy, what choice will the Shaolin Temple, one of the representatives of the Songyue region, make? Sometimes, the influence of these Buddhist temples is even greater than that of the local gentry. If it is not handled well, it will cause chaos.

Although Yan Qing is now in control of Xingyang, at this time, if he can avoid some trouble, he should try to avoid it.

Walk on a mountain trail with an oil-paper umbrella in hand.

Yan Qing walked while thinking about the conversation with Sima Daoxin just now. Although the two were playing Zen with each other, Sima Daoxin still expressed his desire not to turn Terada into an official field. Perhaps, he had already guessed the purpose of Yan Qing's coming, so although the words were tactful, they clearly expressed their inner thoughts. Monks are also human beings...... Hundreds of monks in Shaolin Temple, do they all rely on fate for a living?

Therefore, Yan Qing did not talk deeply, and he was more vigilant about the situation he would face in the future.

Yes, there is no shortage of land in Xingyang now, but as the population continues to increase and life is stable, land will become more scarce.

The land occupied by the Shixuan and Buddhist temples will greatly affect the tax situation.

Li Yanqing walked while thinking about his plans for the future. The attachment of Chinese people to the land has existed since ancient times. This can certainly make society stable. But as the land decreases, land annexation follows. When land becomes scarce, the people who lose their land will be in turmoil. Throughout history, this has been the case with all dynasties. There was turmoil caused by land annexation, which had a huge impact.

Although these are very distant things, Li Yanqing must also be prepared for a rainy day.

At the bend of the mountain, there was a simple small pavilion, Yan Qing stopped, breathed a breath of fresh mountain air, and then said to Liu Qing who followed behind: "Little Liuzi, you take everyone back." ”

Liu Qing scratched his head, "Young master, when you go out, the four ladies let the villain follow ......"

"Hehe, what's the use of you following me?

I'm here to discuss things with someone, so you go back first and come back at noon. ”

Liu Qing didn't dare to insist any longer, so he bowed down and retreated with his entourage. However, they did not really descend the mountain, but stayed three or four hundred steps away from the pavilion to rest. Yan Qing didn't pay any attention to it, and walked into the small pavilion at the bend of the mountain.

Standing in the small pavilion, you can have a bird's-eye view of Mt. Songdake.

It's a bit like the Thunder God Temple built by Yanqing in Mount Emei, the mountain wind is not strong, it is very soft. The rain had stopped, but the mountains were still shrouded in haze.

Bell Bell ......

From the temple on the mountain, there was the sound of a Zen bell, which was the bell at the end of the morning class.

The sound of the bell echoes in the mountains, giving people a sense of being out of the dust. The evening drum and morning bell are about exactly such a scene. Yan Qing smiled slightly, turned around and looked at the end of the mountain road leading to the Buddhist temple.

About a stick of incense passed, and a burly and majestic old monk appeared on the mountain road.

Dressed in a gray robe, although the pace flutters like the wind. The old monk saw Yan Qing from a distance, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his steps suddenly accelerated.

"Uncle!"

Yan Qing walked out of the pavilion to greet him.

The old monk is Yanhu, although he is over fifty years old, he looks in good spirits.

Perennial martial arts, and immerse silver in this beautiful mountain scenery, every time you get the edification of Buddhism, there is a way to maintain health.

He smiled, stepped forward and hugged Yanqing hard, "Yuwa'er, you're in a hurry......

"What's the hurry? In the face of such beautiful scenery and mountains, my nephew is relaxed and happy. Hehe, I just heard the morning bell in the temple, and I felt a little touched. ”

"Ha, this bird and mountain, if you look at it for a long time, you will get bored."

Yanhu doesn't look like a monk at all, and his words reveal a bit of heroism back then. He and Yan Qing walked into the small pavilion, took out a booklet from his arms, and handed it to Yan Qing.

"This is what you want, you see if it's suitable first."

Yan Qing took it and opened the booklet, but saw that it was an atlas with a pattern of monks holding guns, and it was equipped with corresponding explanations.

This is a book of guns!

Due to the difficulty of making rifles, Yan Qing gave birth to spears instead.

The construction of guns is simpler and easier than the lance, and in the Sui and Tang dynasties, it was gradually accepted by people. During the Sui and Tang dynasties, there were many good guns players, such as Qin Qiong, such as Wei Chigong...... However, these people's guns are made of pure iron, commonly known as iron guns.

It is very powerful, but it can also consume materials, and it is not suitable for military standard production.

Correspondingly, the marksmanship that has been circulated in the market is not suitable for popularization in the army. Each family has its own useful use, and it is impossible to spread it easily.

The use of large guns instead of rifles must be promoted by corresponding marksmanship.

Among the eighteen weapons, the gun is the most difficult to practice. Later generations have spread the saying that 'the year of boxing and the moon stick has been practicing the gun for a long time', and it is precisely for this reason. Guns are thieves of soldiers, easy to learn but difficult to master. To be precise, marksmanship evolved from lance method. The Yanqing method is very strong, but it is not applicable to the military.

Therefore, if you want to popularize and promote spears in the army, you must have corresponding tricks.

Li Yanqing didn't have this ability, so he thought of Yanhu.

The world's martial arts are out of Shaolin......

Regardless of whether he is true or not, it is relatively easier to leave it to Yan Hu to solve it anyway. As the leader of the Shaolin warrior monks, Yan Hu does not need to say anything about his martial arts. Shen Guang's swordsmanship is superb, and his skills are superb. But if you fight against Yanhu, the result will definitely be that Yanhu wins.

After Yan Hu received Yan Qing's letter, he was also very happy.

I thought I couldn't help Yanqing, but I didn't expect it...... So he was also very attentive, and after countless exercises, he created three marksmanship.

"Marksmanship is nothing more than 12 methods such as piercing, stabbing, winding, ringing, blocking, taking, pounced, and pointing. If you want to practice big guns well, you must contact these twelve methods. Individual practice is fine, but if you put it in the army, I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed. Therefore, I deleted many rules and focused on blocking, taking, and piercing. It's simple, it's easy to learn, and if you want to promote it, it shouldn't be too difficult, you can try it. ”

Yan Qing smiled and nodded: "The trick created by my uncle must be unusual. ”

"Hah, you kid...... Hugh is going to fool me. It is often said that if the goose boy praises people, there will be a follow-up...... You praise him like this, why don't you ask for anything else? ”

Li Yanqing couldn't help laughing, closed the gun, and returned it to Yanhu.

"What, it doesn't feel good?" Yanhu glanced at Li Yanqing in surprise, frowned and said, "I don't think it's good there, you tell me, and I'll improve it." ”

"Uncle, it's not that you're bad at marksmanship, it's ...... Who are you asking me to be the head teacher? ”

Yan Hu scratched his head in astonishment, "Yuwa'er, you don't want me to go to the camp and teach marksmanship." ”

Li Yanqing smiled and nodded, "Uncle, it's hard for you if it's not my nephew." It's just that you also know that this marksmanship will be promoted in the army in the future, and it will be used for fighting and killing. Now that I control the land of three counties and seven states, how can I have time to teach this? Those under my command are even less skilled in guns. It's okay to let them march and fight, but if you say you're going to be the head of the sect...... Uncle, I would like to ask you to go out of the mountains and teach art in our army. ”

At first glance, Yan Hu was quite moved.

But when I thought about it again, I was a little hesitant.

"Yuwa'er, is it appropriate for me to join your army?"

"What's wrong?"

Li Yanqing said: "Now that Yang Jian has been dead for 14 years, the Sui Yang Dynasty is also called Bo Xishan, which is difficult to last. You are my uncle, shouldn't you go out to the mountains to help me? Don't say anything about taking refuge in Buddhism to prevaricate me, I can't find a more suitable candidate except for you, uncle. ”

Yan Hu fell into a deep groan.

From the bottom of his heart, of course he wanted to go out of the mountain to help Yanqing.

However, after nearly 20 years in the temple, how could he bear to give it up?

When he was in the most difficult time, Buddhism took him in. Let him leave the Buddha Gate now, it will never be possible.

"Yuwa'er, let me be vulgar, it's absolutely impossible.

I have lived here for almost 20 years, and the mountains and rivers here, the grass and trees here, are very emotional. Besides, I've never been a big fan of intrigues. You let me go out of the mountains to help you, but if it's vulgar, my uncle will never be able to do it. ”

"But ......"

"Well, don't say any more.

It's okay to go out of the mountain, but I still have to ask the abbot first. Uncle is like this in this life, you don't have to persuade me, it's good for me to be this monk. ”

After speaking, Yanhu got up and walked out of the small pavilion.

Li Yanqing was a little anxious, so he couldn't help but follow, and said loudly: "Uncle, don't you even want to see your own flesh and blood again?" ”

Yanhu has a daughter, who was adopted by the Lingnan Feng family since she was a child, named Feng Jing, and is also Zheng Hongyi's wife.

As early as three years ago, Yan Hu knew about Feng Jing.

Originally, he knew each other, but seeing that Feng Jing lived very well in the Feng family, and he was also very harmonious with Zheng Hongyi, Yan Hu was a little hesitant. After all, at that time, he was still a wanted criminal in the imperial court, and if it affected Feng Jing's happiness because of this, it would not be beautiful.

So Yan Hu finally decided to no longer recognize Feng Jing.

But this flesh and blood affection ......

Li Yanqing hopes that Yanhu can return to the vulgar, so that he can have more help by his side. But looking at Yanhu's current situation, he also has a headache.

"Yuwa'er, let me think about it, let me think about it!"

After Yan Hu finished speaking, he left quickly.

Li Yanqing opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't stop him.

Walking into the gazebo, he picked up the gun book, sighed, turned around and walked back along the mountain road.

(To be continued)