Chapter 5: The Prime Minister in Black
Great Heavenly Boundary Temple, formerly known as Dalongxiang Jiqing Temple.
Founded in the second year of Yuan Taiding, after Zhu Yuanzhang established the country, it was changed to "Great Heavenly Boundary Temple", and undertook the work of compiling the "History of the Yuan" and training the etiquette of tributary envoys.
Hongwu was destroyed by fire in the 21st year, so it was moved to Fengshan outside the Jubao Gate to rebuild.
The Great Heavenly Realm Temple is regulated by the grand and open, the hall is majestic, there are many buildings such as the King Kong Palace, the Heavenly King Palace, the Buddha Palace, the Bell Tower, the Pilu Pavilion, etc., and it also has a transcendent status in the Buddhist world of the Ming Dynasty.
In order to manage the monks in the world, Zhu Yuanzhang set up the Sanghlu Division under the Ministry of Rites to manage the Monastery of the world, and the Sanglu Division was located in the Tianjie Temple. In other words, the Celestial Temple is the institution that administers Buddhism on behalf of the royal family.
And who is the most revered monk today?
Of course, it is Master Daoyan, who is praised by the government and the opposition as the "black-clothed prime minister".
Escorted by the armor of the brigade, Zhu Di, who was full of doubts, arrived at the Great Heavenly Realm Temple and stepped out of the carriage.
It's already afternoon, and the summer sun shines through the leaves to the ground, bringing a warm and comfortable glow.
Zhu Di stood on the side of the road and looked up.
The Great Heavenly Realm Temple is located on Fengshan Mountain, with thousands of steps leading to the peak, and at this moment, there are more than 800 steps from the nearest Buddha hall.
The surrounding clouds and mist are misty, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, as if they are in a fairyland.
But for Zhu Di, this scene is more like a dream bubble.
Since Zhu Di entered the edict today, he hasn't calmed down and thought much, because of the constant impact of what Jiang Xinghuo said, his head has been thinking about some messy things, causing him to be a little tired.
At this time, Zhu Di, who came to the Great Heaven Realm Temple, stretched his waist and walked up the bluestone path.
Under the bell tower tower, an old monk in a black robe greeted him personally.
"Master." Zhu Di nodded.
Dao Yan looked at Zhu Di carefully, and then said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is something on your mind, the scenery of the Great Heavenly Realm Temple is beautiful, it is better for Lao Wei to accompany Your Majesty to blow the wind in a high place and scatter your heart." ”
"It's fine."
On the bell tower, Zhu Di and Dao Yan sat opposite each other.
Dao Yan boiled the tea leisurely, the almost boiling tea made a gurgling sound, he scooped it lightly with a spoon, and poured the hot tea soup into the cup.
"This tea is freshly picked, and the ancient tree is only two or six dollars this year." Dao Yan pushed the steaming tea to Zhu Di.
Zhu Di picked up the cup, sniffed the clear fragrance of tea, and exclaimed: "It's really fragrant." ”
Then, he took a shallow sip, feeling the rich aroma in his mouth, and the aftertaste was endless, and he couldn't help but drink three or four sips in a row.
When he put down the teacup, he saw that the tea was empty, and only a faint shallow ripple remained.
Dao Yan bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you should calm down now, right?" ”
Zhu Di nodded: "That's true, my mind has calmed down a lot." ”
After that, Zhu Di explained what he encountered in the edict prison today, as well as the two sequelae that Jiang Xinghuo talked about "peacefully cutting the feudal clan and supporting the clan".
I just listened to the first sequelae, that is, the three lifelines left by Zhu Yuanzhang.
I saw this Dao Yan, whose face was sallow and shaped like a sick tiger, and as soon as his triangular eyes opened, he was full of murder.
"Since this person is uncontrollable, why doesn't Your Majesty kill him?"
Zhu Di shook his head: "Jiang Xinghuo's sentence is only seven days, if I want to kill him, it makes no difference whether I kill him today or seven days later." ”
"Alas!"
Dao Yan sighed: "Your Majesty was shaken by Jiang Xinghuo's words for a while. ”
"Jiang Xinghuo is not enough to shake my mind...... It's just that when I think of the first emperor, my heart feels uncomfortable. ”
Zhu Di drank another cup of tea in silence, and then asked again: "Master, do you think I will be an emperor who can stand side by side with Tang Taizong as Jiang Xinghuo said?" ”
Dao Yan, who had a sallow face, carried the big sleeves of his robe with his hand and filled the teapot with water.
Then, Dao Yan stroked his beard slowly and methodically, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is by no means a mediocre and tyrannical puppet emperor, let alone an ignorant waste emperor. ”
Hearing that Dao Yan didn't answer him directly, Zhu Di smiled bitterly, "I hope so." ”
"Actually, Your Majesty doesn't have to be presumptuous." Dao Yan continued, "Your Majesty raised troops in the north of the parallel capital to fight against Jianwen and win with the strength of the country, which is not inferior to Datang's entrepreneurship. Whether it can be juxtaposed with Tang Taizong in the history books depends on the future, after all, Tang Taizong governs the country in an orderly manner. ”
After a pause, Dao Yan changed his words: "Besides, Your Majesty also has the assistance of the old man, and the old man will do his best to assist His Majesty in achieving a thousand years of achievements." ”
Zhu Di glanced at him deeply, and then continued to talk about the second sequelae that Jiang Xinghuo said.
"The second sequelae, through the chessboard to place the rice, will soon be understood?"
Dao Yan summoned Xiao Shami, took the chessboard and rice, and put them on with Zhu Di one by one.
Soon, the chessboard was laid out, and the chess game made of rice grains gradually unfolded.
With only nine squares, Dao Yan stared at the "chess game" in front of him and fell into deep thought.
After a while, Dao Yan suddenly sighed: "Lao Wei understands. ”
Zhu Di asked suspiciously, "What does the master understand?" ”
"Jiang Xinghuo is right."
"The strategy of increasing the number of feudal lords and reducing the feudal domain is not feasible."
"This Jiang Xinghuo is indeed a great talent!"
Subsequently, Dao Yan pointed to the chessboard and explained in detail, when Zhu Di heard Dao Yan calculate that the Ming clan would reach millions of people when it reached the ninth generation.
Zhu Di also looked at the rice grains full of chessboards, the shock in his heart was like setting off a stormy wave, and his hands that had never trembled in his life with a blade in battle for half his life were involuntarily trembling at this time, and had to hide them in his sleeves.
Of course Zhu Di understands what this means!
If Zhu Di does not recognize the sequelae of the first point, he thinks that he can sweep away the northern alien race and never suffer from it.
The second sequelae, he had to admit!
Even if he doesn't add money to the feudal clans, even if it is calculated according to the current clan Yulu, it only takes eight or nine generations, and the clan Yulu will completely crush the Ming Dynasty's finances!
The Ming Dynasty earns a year, does not raise officials, does not raise soldiers, and is not enough to raise these millions of clans that do not produce like pigs!
In other words, if Jiang Xinghuo didn't point out this, and Zhu Di peacefully cut the feudal domain by increasing the clan's wealth, then the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty would indeed be shortened!
Zhu Di asked in a deep voice: "Master, do you have a solution?" ”
"Amitabha."
Dao Yan clasped his hands together and said seriously: "There is no better solution now, please let Your Majesty let Lao Gu think for a long time, no matter what, Lao Gao will report his thoughts to Your Majesty before Your Majesty goes to the Imperial Prison tomorrow." ”
"Just as the master said."
After Zhu Di left, Dao Yan slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he muttered.
"There are such great talents in this world, with strange experiences and unclear purposes...... Interesting, interesting. ”
After a pause, Dao Yan continued: "That's it, if there is really an immortal coming to the world, it is rare for Lao Wei to go to the meeting in person. ”
Dao Yan stood alone for a long time, and when he saw Zhu Di's jade chariot at the foot of the mountain far away, he gently recited the "Lenga Sutra", and his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes.
"Amitabha, good, good."