"Never, Your Majesty!"

Xie Shen said in his heart, His Majesty the Emperor is really a temperamental person, and everything follows his feelings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"There must be a hidden secret in this matter, Your Majesty should wait for the Hangzhou prefect to make a decision after the trial."

As the saying goes, the ass determines the head......

No matter how casual and true Zhu Houzhao is, in the final analysis, he is still a feudal ruler and the helmsman of the Ming Dynasty.

This will not change under any circumstances.

In Zhu Houzhao's view, the burning of the Weaving Bureau was definitely a great rebellion and a challenge to the feudal royal power.

Just kidding, the weaving bureau was set up under the imperial court to weave silk for the royal family, what is the difference between these mobs burning the weaving bureau and rebellion?

Perhaps in Zhu Houzhao's eyes, Governor Dong's handling method is very correct.

However, it can be seen that Zhu Houzhao is not very satisfied with Zhang Yong.

Even if Eunuch Zhang soared his acting skills, with a handful of snot and tears, Zhu Houzhao just looked at it coldly and did not give any response or promise.

"Dong Qing's family has arrested all the troublemakers to the government office, I want to see who is behind the plot and can't get along with me!"

Zhu Houzhao looked angry, waved his big hand and said in a deep voice.

It's no wonder he was angry, Zhu Houzhao tried his best to get the old stubborn ones in Jingshi to nod and agree to his southern tour, but the first stop of the southern tour encountered so many bad things, and his good mood was gone.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Xie Shen finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Zhu Houzhao does not make a fuss about personally trying the case, it is easy to say.

"Okay, let's not talk about these troubles. Sir, accompany me to Lingyin Temple for a walk. ”

Xie Shen arched his hand and said, "The minister obeys the order." ”

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However, it was said that the Son of Heaven drove out of the governor's yamen and went all the way to the Lingyin Temple of Feilaifeng.

A group of brocade guards are on the side, and the end is to drive the Tianzi Luan tightly and tightly, and not a single mosquito can fly in.

The mighty guard of honor stretched for miles, and the people rushed to look at it from a distance.

If there weren't so many brocade guards blockading, they would definitely rush to the forefront to see the dignity of the Son of Heaven.

In the driving of Tianzi Luan, Zhu Houzhao was closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, and it was no one else who was sitting beside him to serve, it was Xie Shen.

Zhu Houzhao's worship of the Buddha is well-known, and this is due to the Empress Dowager Zhang.

The Queen Mother believed in Buddhism, and even the little emperor was exposed to it and became a believer in Buddhism.

To say that this Hangzhou Lingyin Temple, but it is a thousand-year-old temple, has always been the peak of incense.

Since Emperor Zhengde came to Hangzhou, he naturally had to go to Lingyin Temple to worship Buddha.

It has to be said that the religious preferences of the rulers of the feudal dynasty directly influenced the development of religion.

If the Son of Heaven believes in Buddhism, then Buddhism will flourish. If the Son of Heaven wants to cultivate the Tao, then the children of the Taoist family will definitely ascend to heaven.

Although the Buddha is not so crazy, he can still recite some basic Buddhist scriptures.

But this scripture seems to have been read in vain...... His Majesty the Emperor has not complied with any of the rules and precepts of this Buddhism.

The road from Hangzhou City to Lingyin Temple is not difficult to walk, but because of the mountain road, it is extremely difficult to carry Tianzi Luan up the mountain.

By the time the royal driver arrived at Lingyin Temple, it was already noon.

The Son of Heaven wanted to come to Lingyin Temple, and he had already notified the temple in advance. Therefore, Lingyin Temple closed the temple door early in the morning and did not accept any pilgrims to come to worship the Buddha.

Under the leadership of Master Huijing, the presiding officer of Lingyin Temple, the monks from all over the temple gathered outside the temple gate to welcome the Son of Heaven.

The monks don't care about mundane things, but after all, the land under their feet is still the king's land, so it is impossible to achieve absolute dust.

Especially in a thousand-year-old temple like Lingyin Temple, the peak of temple incense is also inseparable from the emperor's grace.

Master Huijing folded his hands and saluted Zhu Houzhao and said, "The poor monk has seen Your Majesty. ”

"The master is polite."

Zhengde also returned the gift.

A group of people followed the Son of Heaven into the temple.

Walking to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Master Huijing said in a deep voice: "I don't know why Your Majesty came this time? ”

Zhu Houzhao took a breath and said, "Ask for a signature." ”

Master Huijing bowed his head slightly and said, "Please also ask Your Majesty to make a wish first." ”

Zhu Houzhao took a step into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he took a bunch of incense and lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Then he walked up to the Buddha statue, knelt down on the futon, closed his eyes and made a vow.

At this time, the gate of the Daxiong Hall had been closed, and there was only Zhu Houzhao in the hall.

Sunlight shines through the window paper, and the shadows of the dappled trees are scattered on the ground.

After half a cup of tea, Zhu Houzhao made a wish.

He got up and pushed the door out, and Master Huijing and other Lingyin Temple monks immediately greeted him.

"Master, I've made a wish, so let's go ask for a sign now."

Master Hui Jing said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, please come with the poor monks." ”

He led Zhu Houzhao to the side hall and ordered a little monk to get a stick.

"Your Majesty, please draw a lot."

"Hmm." Zhu Houzhao did not hesitate, and immediately drew out a lot.

"Master, look at it, how about this lot?"

Master Huijing took the sign, looked at it for a moment and said happily: "Your Majesty, this is the signature of the top." ”

"The eight immortals have the same banquet, the five horses are coming, the phoenix dance is falling from the world, and the gold plate is holding the jade cup."

Zhu Houzhao read it silently and wondered: "How to unsign?" ”

Master Huijing leaned over to Zhu Houzhao and said, "Your Majesty, this sign is King Wen's encounter with Fengming, which is like a fish turning into a dragon, and a stone is a sign of gold." ”

Zhu Houzhao was overjoyed when he heard this.

The so-called King Wen met the phoenix, which means that there is a phoenix chirping on Qishan, and this phoenix flew there because of the virtue and politics of King Wen of Zhou.

Doesn't this mean that he Zhu Houzhao is a benevolent monarch like King Wen of Zhou, who governs with virtue and governs widely and is respected by the world?

This sign really solved Zhu Houzhao's heart!

How did Zhu Houzhao know that in fact, Master Huijing had already done something in the lottery, and all the sticks had been replaced with the same ones.

Therefore, no matter which lottery Zhu Houzhao draws, it will be this 'King Wen meets Fengming'.

"Well, that's a good sign."

Zhu Houzhao smiled happily and waved his big hand: "It seems that I should continue to practice benevolent government and let more talents work for my Daming!" ”

The monk is no worse than Wenchen when he pats his ass.

Master Huijing grasped Zhu Houzhao's psychology and slapped it with a sycophant, which made the Sacred Heart happy.

The most important thing is that all this is carried out unconsciously, and there is no trace of arrangement at all.

When the Son of Heaven is happy, he will naturally be rewarded.

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and directly rewarded Lingyin Temple with 100,000 taels of sesame oil.

In fact, this 100,000 taels of silver is really nothing in the eyes of Lingyin Temple, and the great incense masters donate more than this amount every month.

But how can the reward of the Son of Heaven be measured by the amount of it?

Even if the Son of Heaven only rewarded one or two pieces of silver, it was still the emperor's grace.

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"Poor monk Xie Your Majesty Longen."

Master Huijing folded his hands, thanked the Son of Heaven for his great kindness, and then muttered: "I don't know if Your Majesty can mention a pair of words, ask the craftsman to carve a plaque and hang it at the gate of the temple."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm right." ”

Many people have misconceptions about the Son of Heaven, because of his martial arts, many people think that the Son of Heaven is just a rough and coarse writer.

In fact, as early as when Zhu Houzhao was still the crown prince, he was taught scriptures and righteous articles by countless Confucians. Although the prince doesn't like to read, it's hard to be surrounded by such a group of people and not to look at things.

If Zhu Houzhao is given a relatively objective and fair evaluation, his level of knowledge should be slightly higher than that of Xiucai, close to that of a lifter.

In fact, Zhu Houzhao's talent is very smart, and if he works a little harder, he will also be a very knowledgeable hero.

Huijing presided over a look, and a monk sent the prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the Son of Heaven.

Zhu Houzhao didn't procrastinate, rolled up his sleeves and waved the word.

Emperor Zhengde's words are very neat and powerful, and the three characters of 'Lingyin Temple' written are integrated. Coupled with the blessing of the aura of the Son of Heaven, people can't help but feel that there is a sense of grandeur lingering when they see the words.

It was another scene of etiquette, and Zhu Houzhao finally ended his worship of the Buddha.

Surrounded by a courtier, the Son of Heaven got on the Luan drive and returned to Hangzhou.

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Xie Shen has always believed that Emperor Zhengde's visit to Lingyin Temple to worship Buddha is not just as simple as admiring this thousand-year-old temple.

But he couldn't say why. It wasn't until the emperor personally told him that he wanted to re-clear the land of Lingyin Temple on Luan, that Xie Shen suddenly realized.

Who said that Emperor Zhengde was stupid, people are obviously looking at the fire.

Since the implementation of the new policy, various drawbacks have been presented one by one.

Emperor Zhengde saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

He said that the land under the name of this temple was a muddy account.

The fields given by the royal family can be counted on your fingers, how can it be that the fields under the name of the temple are all the fields given by the king?

Many times, the imperial court turns a blind eye, but these monasteries have to make inch, and all kinds of new policies are not.

This made Emperor Zhengde unbearable and decided to take a few large temples.

Among them is this Lingyin Temple.

Lingyin Temple was built in the first year of Xianhe in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and is the first temple in Hangzhou.

The prosperity of its incense is unsurpassed in the Ming Dynasty, Beijing, and thirteen provinces.

Compared with Lingyin Temple, the incense of another thousand-year-old temple, Tanzhe Temple, pales in comparison.

Tanzhe Temple is more by the royal or royal vassals - eunuchs donate incense money, while Lingyin Temple is enshrined by Hangzhou and even the entire Zhejiang Province of the wealthy merchants.

To put it mildly, the royal family really doesn't have as much money as these rich merchants.

If Lingyin Temple is limited to this, it will be enough to get some wealthy merchants' incense money to live a small life, but there is more and more land under its name.

The local government didn't dare to manage it, so it had to be mixed up like this.

The reason why Zhu Houzhao came to Hangzhou at the first stop of his southern tour was to cure this unhealthy trend.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Xie Shen praised the Son of Heaven from the bottom of his heart.

"The minister is grateful, and the minister thanks Your Majesty for the people of Hangzhou!"

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said, "What is Mr. Xie Zhen doing?" I am the Son of Heaven, if I don't even care about this, who else will? ”

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's land. Since it was built in the Daming Temple and Pudu Buddhism, it must abide by the laws of the Daming Dynasty. I just want them to understand that it is their duty to pay the grain tax. ”

Xie Shen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Son of Heaven has finally grown up.

I have to say that this Master Huijing is really dead.

As the presiding officer of a temple, he didn't even have this bit of vision.

At the juncture when the Son of Heaven came, he actually did something to draw lots to make wishes and solve the flattery.

If he pretends to be poor, crying and complaining may have a good result.

"Sir doesn't need to worry about this. I will teach them a lesson. ”

Zhu Houzhao rubbed his palms and said, "Don't talk about this, how is Mr. Xinjun's recruitment?" ”

When it comes to this, Xie Shen is a fire in his belly.

Needless to say, there are two counties in Hangzhou, and the Communist Party has not recruited many people. He also ordered four thousand households to go to the neighboring village to recruit, but the result was only slightly better than the situation in Hangzhou, and more than 1,000 people were recruited.

It is equivalent to the huge Hangzhou Mansion that only recruited less than 2,000 people in total, which is much worse than Xie Shen's expectation of 5,000 people.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that the recruitment of the new army is not optimistic."

Xie Shen said truthfully.

"Sir, let's talk about it."

Xie Shen sighed and said, "The minister still underestimated the local sentiment of the people in Jiangnan. ”

One of the major differences between the officers and men of the new army and the traditional guards is that the officers and men of the guards are only stationed in the local area. It is said that the officers and soldiers of the Zhejiang Provincial Health Center will at most accept temporary dispatch to resist the Japanese invaders, and it is absolutely impossible to be deployed at will like recruiting soldiers.

The new army founded by Xie Shen is obviously more professional, and after training, it can be dispatched under any circumstances.

Most of the people in Jiangnan have a strong local and clan complex. It is indeed not easy to accept that they should always be prepared to leave their homeland.

"It's a little harder."

Zhu Houzhao also fell into deep thought.

"These are my people, and I can understand their concerns."

After a pause, Zhu Houzhao continued: "Or is there any way to do both, such as allowing the new army to be stationed nearby for training?" ”

Xie Shen hurriedly said, "Absolutely not." In this way, what is the difference between the officers and soldiers of the new army and the guard? ”

What Xie Shen wants to create is an army with an iron will, and if he uses the guard template of the guards and guards, the combat effectiveness will definitely not be high.

As everyone knows, a few decades later, when the Jiajing Dynasty broke out, thousands of officers and soldiers of the guard station were chased by hundreds or even dozens of Japanese robbers. What is the use of such a combat effectiveness army?

"For now, the only way to do this is to recruit more new troops from other prefectures and counties and train them in one place."

Naturally, there is no way around this.

One government can recruit more than 1,000 people, and a province can have 10,000 people. It is barely possible to recruit 350,000 people in the entire Jiangnan.

This made it possible to form at least a full-fledged army, which would be trained according to the plan.

"If there's anything I need to do, sir, just say it. I will definitely help him clear the way. ”

Zhu Houzhao couldn't wait to see what the new army was like after training, and naturally agreed to Xie Shen's request.

At this moment, the Luan drive of the Son of Heaven suddenly stopped.

The high-spirited Zhu Houzhao almost fell down one by one.

Zhu Houzhao, who was helped up by Xie Shen, was furious, opened the curtain and asked, "What happened?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, King Ning, King Ning is ......"

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