The "water and land puja" in front of the yamen of Ganzhou Mansion in Zhangye City really brought back a lot of face for the local Buddhist temple. It once again showed the local believers in Ganzhou that the power of the local Buddhist temples is still strong, the Dharma is still profound, and at least the memorization of scriptures is still fluent.

The local Buddhist temples in Ganzhou are sent to participate in the elite, those "masters", or otherworldly, or relatives and friendship, not only good looks, but also proficient in Buddhist language, allusions come easily.

After all, although there are many fake monks in various temples, there are indeed real masters, otherwise there is no way to gain a foothold in the local area.

However, the monk who shined this time was the "Holy Son" who had only been in Xixing Temple for a few days and had recently become famous.

I don't know if it was a deliberately arranged repertoire, but many eminent monks stepped forward to "challenge" the Holy Son and recite the scriptures in front of the Holy Son. After memorizing, let the Son repeat it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is actually a very difficult job. It's true that many people remember it, but those are comprehensible memories. Not only that, but such behavior is very brainpower-consuming.

Even if you can really "never forget", it is common for you to be unable to support a collapse in the end under the wear and tear of a long period of fatigue and wheel warfare.

However, this tantric "holy son" can do this effortlessly, and can only be described as miraculous.

Of course, this Son is quite mysterious. When a senior monk went to ask a question in Buddhist language, the other party kept his eyes closed, which seemed very mysterious.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and if the window is closed, outsiders naturally do not know what the person is thinking, and they will naturally become tall and mysterious.

The Son, who was rumored to be blind, would always answer indifferently to the monks who came to ask questions: "The Buddha said: Don't say it. ”

It's not that I don't know, so it's suspicious of opportunism.

But in fact, it doesn't hurt to play like this, "the Buddha can't say" itself is one of the foolish routines of the monks.

With the "great supernatural powers" by his side, no one dares to question Fang Laique's extraordinary, which is enough. Everyone is mixed in the circle of gods, what to say, what to say, is conventional, many times dismantling other people's platform is dismantling one's own platform.

If you don't have complete certainty, no one will do this stupid thing of killing a hundred enemies and losing a thousand.

Therefore, in such a solemn and friendly atmosphere, the local Buddhist temples of Sutra and Tantra, which were already tense, joined forces to hold a water and land puja that could be called a "happy gathering".

The local people of Ganzhou came happily and left satisfied, which can be said to be very happy.

Subsequently, the Ganzhou government and the Buddhist temples discussed the make-up examination for the qualification examination, namely:

It is still an endorsement to determine the winner or loser, but the number of endorsements is no longer agreed, but it is only required to eliminate the last two percent from the unqualified!

In other words, eighty percent of those monks who have been temporarily "laid off" can be "re-employed", and as for the remaining two percent, the government will arrange their livelihoods, and a plan will be introduced soon.

It is the same as the famous "last elimination system" in Fang Chongyong's previous life.

Fang Chongyong neither blackmailed nor suppressed it, this matter was done fairly and openly, and no one could find fault with it.

All these deeds have shown the sophisticated methods of "mature bureaucrats," which people dare not underestimate.

Everything he did was seen by the Ministry of Works, and recorded in detail.

……

On this day, the Ganzhou Mansion ushered in a team of craftsmen sent by the imperial court to support Ganzhou in smelting, and the leader was one of the three directors of the Ministry of Industry.

The Ministry of Industry of the center of the Tang Dynasty has a Shangshu and a Shilang, who are in charge of the promulgation of various projects, craftsmen, tuntian, water conservancy, transportation and other government decrees.

It is divided into four divisions, namely the Ministry of Industry, Tuntian, Yu and Water.

Among them, there is one Lang Zhong in the Ministry of Industry, one Lang outside the staff, and three directors, each with its own powers. Zhang Yunyang, the director of the Ministry of Industry, is the person in charge of forging and smelting minerals in Datang.

The power is very large, but the official position is not large, only on the ninth grade.

This also reflects the characteristics of the Tang Dynasty bureaucracy: an official is an official, a post is a post, and a messenger is a messenger!

The big officials may not have the power, the low official may not be indifferent, and the officials have no position, that is just a pure decoration.

"Niu Shangshu, Fang Envoy Jun, his subordinates are polite."

Zhang Yunyang's official robe was pitch black, as if he had rolled in a coal pile. In fact, he did just come back from Shandan County.

"South of Shandan, is there a place where coal is produced?"

Niu Cyclamen asked with a smile.

Zhang Yunyang is not only in charge of smelting, but also in the exploration of minerals. Of course, the so-called "management" is actually the local state government finds out and reports it, and then the center sends someone to verify it.

If the power of exploration is really to be brought to the center of Chang'an, even if the scale of the Ministry of Industry is expanded by a hundred times, the manpower will definitely be insufficient.

"Hui Shangshu, it is true. According to the local herders, it is in a cave in a mountain col. It's not a big problem to just collect a little bit and use it back, but if you want to mine it on a large scale, you have to open a mine, and you still need to build it. ”

Zhang Yunyang crossed his hands and saluted.

"Is there a problem with making dry charcoal with these coals? What do you think? ”

The cow cyclamen asked quietly.

"Back to Shangshu, it's not a big problem to think about it. However, if it doesn't work, you still need to build a relevant workshop, and you can confirm it after everything is ready.

Or send it to Chang'an...... In short, everything is decided by Shangshu. ”

Zhang Yunyang said very "well-behaved".

Niu Xianke waved his hand slightly, and Zhang Yunyang slowly withdrew from the study of the mansion.

After he left, Niu Xianke handed Fang Chongyong a copy of the notebook and said, "You can sign it on it, and I will send it to the center today." ”

Fang Chongyong took the fold and opened it to take a look, and the cow cyclamen said on the fold:

Ganzhou has found a place to collect coal, and it is not out of nothing that it was thought that it was used to smelt iron ore in ancient times.

Wechen will inquire about the news of the iron mine here, and will return to Chang'an to report after he has an eyebrow. Ganzhou Thorn Shi Fang Chong Yongyan already has the location of the iron mine, but he has not yet found a specific location, and he is still looking for it, hoping that the imperial court can be patient for the time being.

To put it simply, Niu Xianke set up a platform, asked Fang Chongyong to sign it, and asked the court to approve the official document.

The role of the cow cyclamen is the "limited guarantee". That is: I don't think it's a big problem, but it can't be ruled out that Fang Chongyong's skills in fooling people are too high, and he has deceived me.

From this letter, we can see that the Niu Cyclamen is both a politician and a self-preservation, both sincere and leeway.

Even if the people who have left a "mediocre" notoriety in history, they are actually very likely to be talented people, and their failures have their own limitations of the times, and it is more likely that the involution of ancient officialdom has reached the point of reaching its peak.

Modern people may not be able to do better when they stand in their place.

This is the so-called "nothing new under the sun".

Fang Chongyong happily signed his name, then stamped the seal of the Ganzhou Mansion, and then handed it to Niu Xianke.

"Everything is up to Niu Shangshu."

Fang Chongyong respectfully bowed.

Niu Xianke used his authority as the secretary of the Ministry of Industry to send a professional team to find the suspected coal mining site, which really helped Fang Chongyong a lot.

In fact, it is easy to understand that even if the cow cyclamen reaches the center, his roots are still in Hexi, which is full of his relatives, friends and youth.

Within the scope of his authority, Niu Cyclamen naturally didn't mind helping Fang Chongyong. He is not helping this Fang Yanei, but building his hometown and contributing to his hometown.

"Eh, the envoy is polite, now it's not you asking me, but I'm asking you.

If the sage didn't see that Ganzhou had found an iron mine, what would he do in a fit of anger, and the official didn't know the bottom of his heart.

It's the official who wants to ask the king. ”

The cow cyclamen laughed and patted Fang Chongyong on the shoulder and returned the salute.

Originally, it was a very complex and clueless problem, Fang Chongyong peeled off the cocoon, broke it down into small problems, and then solved the simple ones, left the difficult ones, and concentrated on tackling key problems.

This kind of ability is the quality that people who do great things must have!

Niu Cyclamen saw this clearly and had high hopes for the other party!

As long as the smelting workshop is completed, even if the quality of the iron here is not as good as that of Chang'an, weapons cannot be made. Even if you can make farm tools and tools, it is good, so that you can greatly improve the local people's livelihood, which can be regarded as a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people.

Now the question is simply this: where is the iron ore?

"Niu Shangshu rest assured, a certain person already has a comprehensive plan in his heart, and now it is almost to the last paragraph."

Fang Chongyong put away his smile and said with certainty.

"Well, that's very good."

Niu Xianke put away the folds and left the mansion directly, preparing to return to Liangzhou Mansion. This time he came to Hexi, in addition to smelting iron ore, he was also awarded the status of "observation and disposal envoy".

Obviously, coming to Ganzhou to see if the smelting rumors here are true, there is no need to observe the position of the disposal envoy. Niu Cyclamen came to Hexi on another secret mission, and even Li Linfu didn't necessarily know about it.

The government affairs of the Tang Dynasty in the Kaiyuan period were basically managed by the prime minister, and Brother Ji generally didn't ask. However, he was very jealous of the prime minister's deep involvement in military affairs, and often had military affairs, and did not inform the prime minister, so he directly issued it in the form of a secret edict.

On the surface, this position has nothing to do with the military. But in fact, the observation and disposal envoy can not only lead the troops, but also meddle in local affairs and report directly to the Son of Heaven.

In the strategic planning of Kigo, the management areas of the Jiedu and the Observation and Disposal are not completely overlapped, but only partially overlapped. Generally speaking, the state and county that observe the disposal make the administration a little more than the degree of the degree.

This overlapping and non-interfering system is itself aimed at restraining the abuse of power in the border towns. So far, these systems are still functioning normally, and there has been no major disruption.

Niu Xianke was granted the Hexi Observation and Disposal Envoy, and went directly from Shuofang to Liangzhou, and no one could understand what he was going to do.

After the Niu cyclamen left, Fang Chongyong called Yan Zhuang and asked in a deep voice: "Is there still no eyebrows about the search for iron ore in Shandan County?" ”

Everything is ready only to owe the east wind, and now this hammer is missing!

Fang Chongyong was full of confidence on the surface, but in fact he was still very anxious in his heart.

"Hui Envoy, I have sent several waves of people to Longshou Mountain to look for it, but so far there is still no progress, no, it should be said that not even a single hair has been touched, and there are no clues."

Yan Zhuang said very frustratedly.

Was it difficult to explore mineral sites in ancient times?

This question depends on what the situation is, and it is not possible to generalize.

If there are local villagers or mountain people who have seen it, then finding it is basically three fingers to catch the snail, and it is nine out of ten!

However, in the absence of the blessing of "black technology", most of the ancient prospecting were "masters in the people", and the so-called "professionals" may not be stronger than the local people's search ability.

In the case of only knowing the general idea and not having fine clues, the difficulty of prospecting will skyrocket!

For example, the location of the mine has been determined within a radius of ten miles, which is already very certain news, a small range, right?

But in reality, even if the information is so specific, it is likely that the mine is in the complex terrain 100 meters away from the prospector, and the prospector is blind to it!

In addition, a lot of iron ore looks mediocre, and even because of the different reasons for its formation, the color and shape of the ore are different. Only when you pick it up and weigh it, you will feel that the density is significantly greater than that of ordinary stones.

In other words, it is much more reliable to weigh the stone than to just rely on the eyes to see.

To put it simply, if there are no clues, this method of finding is similar to looking for a needle in a haystack! Yan Zhuang actually didn't understand how Fang Chongyong's self-confidence came from!

"Alright, I got it. Come here, I have something big for you to do. ”

Fang Chongyong lowered his voice and beckoned to Yan Zhuang.

He muttered to Yan Zhuang, who had leaned his ears over, for a long time.

After a long time, Yan Zhuang applauded: "Wonderful, this trick of making the king is too wonderful!" Why didn't I think of that? No wonder the king wants to make a fuss about the Son! ”

Yan Zhuang sighed in his heart, Fang Chongyong's brain, when he grows up, he will become a prime minister a lot.

"Go and do something, don't say what you have and don't have."

Fang Chongyong waved his hand indifferently, with a masterful attitude.

……

In the past few days, a magical thing has broken out in Zhangye City, although it is not big, but it is enough to attract people's attention!

The "Holy Son" who practiced in the Xixing Temple was rumored to be blind in his eyes!

However, a few days ago, he suddenly opened his eyes without warning, and said to the abbot of Xixing Temple: There is a hole twenty miles south of Shandan County, which produces black gold, and it can be lit to warm up for winter. The people can take it for themselves, this is the Buddha shining on all sentient beings!

Yesterday, there was news that twenty miles south of Shandan really found a mine cave, in which there was a lot of charcoal, and there were countless layers of it! There are already herdsmen from Shandan County who have gone to pick it up, and now it has been blocked by the government, and there are too many people to confirm this news, and it is impossible to fake!

Sure enough, there are many people standing outside the Xixing Temple today, waiting for the Holy Son to "open his eyes" again!

There was gossip in the past that this holy son was originally the entourage of the current Ganzhou Thorn History, and when he was in Chang'an, he stopped Lord Thorn Shi while begging, and said that he would soon go to Hexi to serve as the Thorn Shi.

Ten-year-old stab history, bizarre or not?

Fang Thorn Shi saw that he was pitiful, so he took him with him, and then he was really appointed as the Ganzhou Thorn Shi.

Later, the Holy Son said that the Buddha told him in a dream that he was going to Xixing Temple to practice, so he came to Xixing Temple to become a monk. Legend has it that as long as he opens his eyes, he will have a "great prophecy" that will inevitably come true!

Everyone originally thought that these were all made up stories, but they didn't expect that this holy son was really "the Buddha appeared"!

"Let the Son come out and manifest it! The people's livelihood is poor, ask the Buddha to purify all sentient beings! ”

Outside the gate of the westbound temple, the solemnly arranged dog dog shouted loudly and made a five-body bow.

Behind him is a group of local people who don't know the truth but like to join in the fun, and they also follow the same salute, and the scene is spectacular.

Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, no matter whether the Buddha wants to "manifest the saint" or not, as long as there is fun!

After a while, Fang Laique, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed out, his eyes wide open!

There is still no energy, and the temperament on his body is lazy, as if he has eaten too much all day.

"The Buddha said: There are heavy stones in Longshou Mountain north of Shandan! Metallurgical gains! One stone, four into gold! ”

Fang Laique shouted, then tilted his head and passed out.

Then he was pushed into the Xixing Temple by the expressionless Abbot Facheng, and never came out again.

The people who eat melons dispersed like three bows and nine knocks, and no one knows how the news will spread, but one thing is certain, this year's autumn in Ganzhou will not be calm.

In the corner of the temple not far away, Fang Chongyong, who was hiding on the side to watch the excitement, complained to Anaye, who was already smiling like a shrimp behind him, bending down and unable to stand up: "Fang Laique is really not an acting material, so you can know that you are playing a routine."

Alas, that's all it can be now. ”

"No, no, Lang Jun, it's not like that.

I was laughing at his serious look, as if he was telling the truth. If it weren't for Lang Jun telling me the truth last night, I would have almost believed it just now. ”

Anaye stopped laughing and explained, her little face flushed.

"Really? It turns out that there are really people who eat this set. ”

Fang Chongyong was suspicious in his heart, and he hugged his arms and muttered to himself.

The second more is delivered

(End of chapter)