Chapter 439: Borrowing a knife to kill
Since the Dragon Boat Festival, for some reason, a Western fever has suddenly arisen in the capital.
To be precise, it should be an interest in the history, myths and legends of Western countries, as well as the Holy See.
In particular, the legends and stories about the Holy See are constantly being played out in the mouths of almost all the storytellers in the city.
The people are extremely interested in this strange religion, and they burn people to play when they have nothing to do, isn't this what only cults and demons do?
Why do those red-haired, yellow-haired, and green-haired people believe in cults?
I heard that their king still has to accept the coronation of the pope in order to succeed to the throne, and there are officials in the world who are bigger than the emperor?
The people of this land are always so simple and traditional, in their cognition, the emperor is the son of the heavenly lord, and the herdsmen on behalf of the heavens, whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, they have to listen to His Majesty the emperor.
Under the curiosity, the Western fever soon spread to the whole of Gyeonggi, and it seemed that after greeting people, they were embarrassed to say that they were on the front line of eating melons without mentioning the pope, bishops, coronations, prostitutions, and burners.
Originally, this kind of curiosity was at most one of the topics of conversation after tea and dinner, and the women used it to talk about gossip, but they didn't want to be put on the stage soon and become the object of discussion among the ministers of the DPRK and China.
Because religious concepts like the Holy See and its special status in the West can be regarded as hitting the core taboo of the Central Plains bureaucracy, that is, who is the greatest monarchy or divine power.
In the West, people of all classes, whether kings or lords, knights or ordinary people, can only think and live within the framework of religion, and can never go beyond them.
Christianity stipulates that there are seven types of religious ceremonies: baptism, confirmation, confession, communion, final dressing, wedding, and investiture.
With the exception of the last one, it was necessary for the common people up to the princes and ministers.
It can be said that all major events in life are covered by the religious ceremonies of the Christian church, from birth to marriage to death, there are special religious ceremonies, and people's lives are under the constraints of religion.
All kinds of customs are deeply religious, and almost all of them have strong religious overtones.
People's clothing, food, housing, transportation, birth, old age, sickness and death are all related to the church and religion, and even the drama is based on the stories of the Bible.
When the officials of the British government gathered at the palace to celebrate his birthday, when the officials of the British government and the central government gathered at the palace to celebrate his birthday, everyone mentioned this matter, and they synthesized the gossip and began to talk about all kinds of strange things about the Holy See.
To be honest, Jia Cong also knows a little about Western religion, but he can't stop him from talking nonsense.
He pulled together Catholicism, Protestantism, Orthodoxy and ancient Greek mythology, father and daughter, mother and son, brother and sister......
All kinds of strange and unethical myths and stories have been told, making everyone go further and further in the psychology of curiosity.
"Is there such an ignorant sect in the world, ignorant of human morality, and ignorant of fear?"
But listening to everyone, they will taste a different taste......
It turned out that in the Western countries, power, wealth, and knowledge were concentrated in the hands of the Holy See, and the rulers of the kingdoms were only in the second rank.
Looking at Middle-earth again, even if the emperor is still unwilling to admit it, since the first Han Dynasty, it has been the Son of Heaven and the scholars who share the world.
Almost all the guests thought so, and the Shinong businessmen, as the first class of the dynasty, were very glad that the Great Xia was the supremacy of imperial power.
Their group of court officials who surrounded the imperial power were high, and they didn't need to kowtow to those monks and Taoist priests, and there was no pope in Great Xia.
"Fortunately, our dynasty is not a Western ......"
"But there may not be a similar pope in my dynasty, don't forget the disaster of Liangwu Buddhism."
Jia Cong suddenly opened his mouth quietly, and the atmosphere in the banquet froze for a moment, and then everyone burst into laughter.
"Yongfengbo, Buddhism must also abide by the rules set by the Ministry of Rites. If Buddhism dares to have the idea of the old things of Nanliang, the colleagues of the Qing Priest of the Shrine will definitely invite their host and master to go to the Ministry of Rites to drink tea and talk about the rules. β
This is the official of the dynasty, and their suppression of religion can be said to be an inherent advantage.
Every king who believes in Buddhism and Taoism will be sprayed by the officials of the imperial court, and after spraying, they will unite to temporarily forget the partisan struggle, unite to suppress Buddhism and Taoism, and even launch a vigorous campaign to exterminate Buddhism.
Fortunately, this kind of local religion is mysterious and mysterious, and it is rarely mixed with politics.
Buddhism, a sect that likes to make trouble, has been slaughtered many times over the ages.
Everyone thinks that Jia Cong's use of Buddhism is too worrying.
Unexpectedly, the dragon guards who were sitting at the first table of the military attachΓ© commanded Cao Jiugong, and suddenly opened his mouth.
"You underestimate Buddhism......
I saw Cao Jiugong looking around and deliberately looking at the officials who believed in Buddhism in the DPRK and China.
"Songshan Shaolin Temple, you know, right? The head of Buddhism in the world. The Shaolin Yuanzi monk Yuanzhen has been very active recently, and he is in tandem all over the capital, trying to persuade the major temples in Beijing to emulate the Western Holy See and establish the Buddha Kingdom of Middle-earth. β
What is the Buddha Kingdom? Cao Jiugong didn't elaborate, but almost all of the people here are human spirits, so they don't understand the meaning of these two words.
Bold Buddhism, dare to beat the idea of our scholars!
No one would doubt Cao Jiugong's words, it was impossible for this Dragon Guard Governor to joke about such a thing.
The originally happy gossip group was instantly furious, they thought that Buddhism wanted to restart the Buddha Kingdom of Gu Tianzhu, and the monks were first-class Brahmins, and their group of officials were ranked below the monks.
Seeing everyone's anger rushing towards Buddhism, Cao Jiugong and Jia Cong looked at each other vaguely and smiled, and then talked left and right, telling about the power of the Western Holy See and the Brahmin of Gu Tianzhu......
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May in the capital seems to be spent in the ever-changing chaos and noise.
After the officials went to the British government to congratulate the old man on his birthday, they rarely put aside the contradictions and discord between them for the time being, and united against Buddhism.
Even those officials who believed in Buddhism in the court and China wrote letters one after another, urging the household department to clean up the land under the name of Buddhist temples across the country.
He even impeached the officials of the household department, saying that Lin Ruhai, the secretary of the household department, was passive and sabotage, and that the matter of clearing the acres of land had been carried out for two years, and that Buddhism still occupied a large area of fertile land, and had never paid a grain tax to the imperial court.
Lin Ruhai was not happy immediately, and immediately asked the emperor to make a big move, hoping that His Majesty the emperor would support some manpower......
What kind of manpower? Of course, it was the Kyoying army with the handle of the knife.
As long as you can add silver to the treasury, let alone transfer troops, it is to let the emperor personally carry a knife to the Daxiong Hall to ask the Buddha for money.
Soon, the palace decreed that all Buddhist temples in the world should obey the imperial edict and check the number of temples and monks in the world.
Five days later, he ordered the temples not to be demolished within a time limit. Including more than 4,600 temples in the world and 40,000 Lanruo (private monks' residences).
The dismantled temple materials were used to repair the government offices, the gold and silver Buddha statues were handed over to the national treasury, the iron statues were used to cast agricultural tools, and the bronze statues, bells, and chimes were used to cast money.
In just over ten days, tens of millions of hectares of fertile land and 150,000 slaves and maids were confiscated from various localities.
Monks and nuns ordered 260,000 people to return to the laity, and released more than 500,000 people who served as envoys to monasteries. The government received a large amount of money, land, and taxpayers from the abolition movement.
It is said that Qi Shiyi, the priest of the Ministry of Rites, personally led the team to Henan, and it is estimated that the news of Shaolin Temple will soon be transmitted back to the capital.
That Master Yuanzhen probably wouldn't have dreamed that the source of the sudden appearance of "Yuan You Destroying the Buddha" was just that Jia Cong wanted to take revenge, and Cao Jiugong wanted to hold back the possible signs of Buddha chaos.
At this time, Yuanzhen no longer cares about targeting Rongguo Mansion, the imperial court strictly inspects the temples in the world, and cleans up the Daxia Buddhism, his bald head is like a bright lamp, and every time he goes out, he will be stared at.
When he heard that the imperial court sent a messenger to lead a thousand elite forbidden troops out of Beijing to Henan, he immediately couldn't sit still, and hurriedly packed up and left the capital, wanting to rush back to Henan to live and die with Shaolin.
Yuan Zhen even forgot that there was an ally Jia Hua in the capital, and the news of Jia Hua was urgently sent to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion by Ni Er.
Jia Hua, who was still fidgeting in the yamen, heard that Yuanzhen was out of Beijing, so he hurriedly changed into a set of regular clothes and hurriedly chased after him.
Leaving Beijing from Yongding Gate, Jia Hua chased the horse for more than an hour regardless of the bumps, and it was almost dark, not only did he not see the shadow of Yuanzhen, but he missed the time when the city gate was closed.
He originally wanted to stay overnight in the town next to the official road in the south of the city, and then rush back to the capital early the next morning.
Unexpectedly, when he woke up the next day, he was tied up by a lot of flowers and squeezed into the same carriage with Monk Yuanzhen.
Bang~
The road surface is very bumpy, and it is obviously not a fairly smooth Gyeonggi official road.
Jia Hua bumpered with the sleeping (unconscious) Yuanzhen on the side, trying to wake him up, but unfortunately, no matter how he hummed and how he bumped into Yuanzhen, he just couldn't wake up this person.
"Don't waste your efforts, the sweat medicine of Yu Lao in the Tai Hospital is even a bear, and he has to be in a coma for twelve hours."
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and the sunlight outside the carriage was too dazzling, and Jia Hua finally saw the person clearly.
His eyes shrank, and the cold sweat on his back instantly broke out.
Jia Shiyi, one of the commanders of Rongguofu's pro-soldiers, and the henchman of Yongfeng Bo Jia Cong's henchmen.
Therefore, he and Yuan Zhen fell into the hands of the Jia family.
"Hmph, hmph......"
His mouth was blocked, and Jia Hua couldn't speak at all, so he could only cry anxiously and fearfully.
Jia Shiyi sneered and raised his eyebrows at Jia Hua.
"Don't hum, your incident happened, my third master is waiting for you and this dead bald man in Beizhen Fusi~"
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Cao Jiugong, the governor of the Dragon Guard, was personally sitting in Beizhen Fusi at this time.
He has been in charge of the Dragon Guard for eleven years, and he has never handled such a popular case. The Manchu Dynasty civil and military gave full support, and Tiqi arrested people in the whole capital, and so far there has not been a single impeachment of the Dragon Guard, which is simply unprecedented.
There are even ministers who believe in Buddhism who took the initiative to send evidence of the crime of a certain Buddhist "sage" to the Dragon Guard.
"It's all for Lao Tzu to stand up, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are staring at us, if we can't handle this case, we will all send them to the worship room, and go there to serve the nobles in the palace!"
The hundred households in the torture room were already going crazy, and the table was slapping, so frightened that the wrestler with the soldering iron in his hand almost burned his thigh.
Multiply~
A scream rang out, accompanied by a devilish interrogation by Lux Warriors.
"To say or not to say? To say or not to say? β
The method of torture, if the dragon guards say second, they can't find anyone in the world who dares to say first.
The soldering iron left a charred black mark on the chest of a fat and bald man, and then the smell of burning spread through the dimly lit cell.
The other monk hanging from the wooden frame was already a stream of feces and urine, and the whole person was shaking like chaff, and when Lux glanced at him coldly, he immediately began to cry.
"I said, I said, my lord, don't brand me, I'll say it all!"
Lux asked in surprise, "What the hell are you...... Did Lao Tzu ask anything just now? Do you know what Lao Tzu wants to know? And you all said ......"
Multiply~
Another scream rang out, and Lux finally threw the soldering iron into the brazier to continue heating.
These two monks are accustomed to being pampered, and where can they withstand the stimulation of the soldering iron, they immediately faint in pain.
Another wrestler wanted to wake him up with cold salt water, but saw the executioner raise his hand to stop him and said, "Sixth son, don't be in a hurry......"
"Huh? Brother Wei, seeing that this person is about to speak, why don't you take advantage of the victory to pursue and get the information we want to get, and our brothers can go and receive rewards from the hundred households. β
The sixth son was a little puzzled, and the adults of the hundred households could put aside their cruel words, and if the case was not handled well, he would be castrated and sent to the palace, and he didn't want to lose his ability to be a man at all.
Brother Wei smiled and whispered in his ear: "Lord Baihu is just scaring and scaring us, after all, Lord Governor personally came to Beizhen Fusi to sit in charge today, and he is showing a good performance to Lord Governor." Even if we ask for any important information, the meritorious service and reward will not have anything to do with our group of wrestlers. What matters is the silver that these monks have hidden......"
What does a monk represent?
Who can not love the silver of white flowers?
As a supernumerary member of the Dragon Guard, Brother Wei knew that no matter how beautiful this case was, he would not have anything to do with his meritorious service.
Therefore, from the beginning, he did not intend to find out from the mouths of these two monks what was useful for the case, but the silver that the two monks hid.
About an hour later, two monks, one fat and one thin, died in the cell.
Brother Wei and Liuzi were whipped twice by their head, a small flag of the North Town Fusi, and drove them home to introspect.
There hasn't been much progress in the case, because Cao Jiugong doesn't know how far he wants to handle the case.
He just sat with Jia Cong in the gazebo of Fusi in Beizhen, enjoying a rare leisure and comfort.
The confessions sent by the torture room were piled up in a wooden box, and Cao Jiugong just picked up one at random and looked at it at a glance.
"Two more monks died, and what came out of the trial was still nothing new. There are a lot of wine and meat monks, or they are such a thing as putting in the money. β
Jia Cong went directly to the fence next to the pavilion and teased the koi in the pond with a broken thin bamboo.
Hearing what Cao Jiugong said, he pouted and said: "This is normal, the biggest creditor in the capital is not those monks." Otherwise, where would this group of monks get the money to buy wine and meat? β
"That's ......"
Cao Jiugong smiled dumbly, but soon became worried.
He threw the confession back into the wooden box and asked bitterly: "Brother Cong, what extent should this case be handled?" Your Majesty didn't give me a word of approval, I was a little uncertain! β
Ha?
Jia Cong's face was full of shock, and he turned his head to look at Cao Jiugong: "Dudu, are you kidding me?" It's all up to this, if we don't wipe out the Buddhism, can we be worthy of those civil and military officials who fully support it? β
The emperor didn't speak, it was because the hundred officials had already opened their mouths for him.
In the past, officials in the DPRK and China might have stood up for some reason to say a few words for Buddhism.
But this time, the officials can't wait for the Buddha Gate to die.
Buddhism actually wants to climb to the head of hundreds of officials, that is, it touches the vital interests of hundreds of officials.
At this point, let alone a monk, even if the Buddha himself descends to earth, all officials will be determined to fight with the Buddha to the end.
The emperor borrowed hundreds of officials to open his mouth to destroy the Buddha, and the hundred officials borrowed the dragon guards to destroy the Buddha, and there were dragon guards as swords, so everyone didn't have to be contaminated with cause and effect, so why not?
As for the Dragon Guard, they were born to do dirty work, and there is no afterlife in this life. As long as there is merit to earn, don't care about cause and effect, just rattle and kill.
It's not that Cao Jiugong doesn't know, he is just a little scared.
It's one thing to believe in Buddhism or not, but with such a big cause and effect as destroying Buddha, he really wants to retreat.
"Damn, it's different from what I expected. I thought it was just a Shaolin Temple ......"
Jia Cong rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to persuade: "Dudu, it's all come to this point, whoever retreats will die." Really, don't underestimate this group of people who play politics, just pull out one and cut it open, and your heart is black! β
Cao Jiugong sneered: "How could I not know? It's just whining......"
He pointed to a wooden box full of confessions, to put it bluntly, they were all wronged souls, poor women who were taken captive to Qinglou and sold themselves.
"Even for this, I'm willing to go to hell!"
Jia Cong came to a carp to stiffen up, sat up straight, and said solemnly: "Count me in, the teacher's running in Daxia is to promote the matter of clearing the acres of fields, the cancer of Buddhism, this time it must be completely eradicated!" β
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Jia Cong sat in Beizhen Fusi for a whole day, and only before nightfall did his soldiers rush back to the capital, saying that they had captured Monk Yuanzhen and Jia Hua.
However, less than two quarters of an hour away from the capital, he came across a dragon guard who escaped from the Asoka Temple.
According to the wrestler, he secretly saw a yellow-robed lama in Asoka Monastery talking secretly with a man in a python robe......
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