"what?"
Zhu Yunxi opened it doubtfully, and when he took a breath of air-conditioning, a fishy smell hit his face.
Head!
In the wooden box, there is a lifelike monk's head pickled with lime!
"Who is this?"
Zhu Yunxi quickly threw it aside and took out the handkerchief to wipe his hands. In his two lifetimes, he had seen birth, old age, illness and death, but he had never seen the head of a dead person with his own eyes. Although it was not a bloody scene, it still felt weird no matter how you looked at it.
Creepy.
"Dao Yan! Yao Guangxiao!" The old man walked to the field and said without looking back, "Didn't we tell you? Curse those who deserve to be scolded, and kill those who deserve to be killed!"
It’s actually Yao Guangxiao!
Zhu Yunxi looked at the head again. The old man sent people all the way to Peiping and brought back Yao Guangxiao's head!
However, Zhu Yunxi always felt that something was wrong.
This monk was the right-hand man of King Yan, so he died like this?
Remember the URL m.wxsy．
"You sent someone..."
"He died by suicide, and Jin Yiwei brought his head back!" the old man said while bending down in the field.
Zhu Yunxi felt something was wrong even more. How could Yao Guangxiao, such a scourge, commit suicide?
It should be noted that good people in this world do not live long, and disasters live for thousands of years. As the saying goes, murder and arson are rewarded with golden belts, and bridges and roads are repaired without corpses. The more hated a person is, the more nourishing his life will be.
Such a person, even if everyone in the world is dead, he will not be willing to commit suicide!
"Have you seen Yao Guangxiao? Don't..." As he said that, Zhu Yunxi remained silent.
The old man in the field said, "You mean, there was a random monk over there to fool us?"
Isn't that true? Don't you know it in your heart? If you see through it but don't tell it, you are always willing to let your son go. What can I, a grandson, say?
Zhu Yunxi did not follow the old man's words, but pointed at the head of the guard beside him and said, "Throw this thing far away and find a place to bury it!"
"Don't!" the old man said again, "Trash things and bury them in the fields!"
After the words fell, several guards came over with the heads. The old man skillfully dug a hole in the ground, threw the heads in, filled them with soil, and stepped on them skillfully.
"Grandpa! Bury here?" Zhu Yunxi rolled up his sleeves and walked into the field.
"Human fertilizer!" The old man stepped on it a few more times, "The fertilizer is the best! Let me tell you, the best crops grow beside the cemetery, green and green!"
(The crops, corn, etc. next to the crematorium in my hometown look bigger than other places!)
"Grandpa!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "This is the land you planted. After the autumn harvest, you will still need to eat this food!"
"What? You feel uncomfortable?" The old man rolled his eyes, "The rice we planted last year was even filled with manure! It tasted delicious to you! Those small fish and eels in there, didn't you also taste them to taste? And the field snails?
, you made a mistake by yourself!"
"Uh!" Zhu Yunxi burped for no reason.
Looking at the green crops in the field, he thought to himself, "During the autumn harvest, give this piece of grain to King Yan and let him taste the food moistened by human fertilizer!"
"This monk didn't do any good deeds during his lifetime, so it will be considered a meritorious deed after his death!" the old man said with a smile.
The old man's words can exactly lead to the purpose of Zhu Yunxi's visit.
"Grandpa, you are right, these monks are not doing good things!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and pretended to work, and said, "If you are not engaged in production, just recite a few words of Amitabha, say a few words of reincarnation, and then collect the incense money. Everyone is fat and big.
Ears!"
"Not necessarily! There are good people and bad people in the world, and there are good monks and bad monks!" said the old man. "The people believe in the Buddha, and the Buddha talks about compassion. You cannot generalize! In the past, when there were wars and disasters, many people
The temples all open porridge factories for relief, and there are countless living people!" He said, sighing, "Sometimes, these monks also do a lot of good things!"
At this point, the old man turned to look at Zhu Yunxi again, "Why do you say this so politely? Do you want to deal with the monk?"
"It's not my grandson who wants to deal with them!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "This morning my grandson read the report submitted by An County. This year's spring rains were heavy, and a lot of people's fields were flooded in An. That year, some temples took advantage of the people's troubles.
, put usury money."
"It's not just An. Last year, the Ministry of Household Affairs started to count the acres of land, but only the common people were counted. It is difficult to count the fields of the temples. In recent years, the country has been stable, but the temples hide the population and occupy the fields frequently. And...
...." Zhu Yunxi pondered and looked at the old man, "Besides, the tax exemption you gave to the monks is really too much!"
Although the old man had been a monk, he didn't have a good impression of these people. However, in the early years of the dynasty, when the country was uncertain, in order to stabilize the place and win over all forces in the south of the Yangtze River, the old man adopted a tolerant attitude.
If the Buddha is good, the temple may not be. The temples in the south of the Yangtze River are more magnificent than the temples in the north, and they also have more temple property. As early as the Yuan Dynasty, these temples did not pay taxes, and even the local
Big landowner.
In the early years of the dynasty, in order to facilitate management, some local monks were granted monk officials. Yao Guangxiao was a monk official, otherwise he would not be able to get close to Zhu Di.
With the official status and the tax exemption, many temples in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have a large amount of fertile land and a large amount of gold and silver produced by the temples. Moreover, because of the tax exemption, many believers and people willingly hand over their land to the temples.
became a tenant.
"The common people are busy working all year round with beads of sweat falling on the ground. After collecting some grain, they have to pay the emperor's grain and perform corvee service. Those monks do nothing and just sit back and enjoy the harvest. It is too unfair!" Zhu Yunxi continued, "Tax-free is the emperor's duty.
Grandpa's grace to scholars, monks to the country and the people...why should it be exempted from tax?"
Seeing the old man standing in the ground deep in thought, without saying anything for a long time, Zhu Yunxi said again, "My grandson is not doing anything to destroy the Buddha, he is just trying to control. Abolish the monks and officials. Officials are the national weapon used by the country to recruit scholars and cannot be awarded. In addition,
According to the size of the temple, the number of monks determines the property of the temple, allowing them to be self-sufficient. Plus the incense given by the people, it is enough for them to live well!"
"My grandson also wants to prevent land annexation by doing this. He will check the temple's land and population, and grant citizenship to the hidden population, and let the local government hand over the extra land to the people for farming. This is a good thing for the country and the people."
"This matter is meant to offend people!" the old man said.
"Teach your grandson that when you are an emperor, you have to make decisions for the people of the world. If you make decisions for others, you will offend others!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "As long as it is beneficial to the country, there is nothing to be afraid of offending others!"
By doing this, we offend a group of people and those with vested interests.
"I'm afraid, you have this idea, is it not just An's memorial?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Grandpa Huang has a sharp eye!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
This is not flattery, the old man's political wisdom is indeed far beyond ordinary people, and the joints can be seen at a glance.
The official positions and tax exemptions of monks were abolished, and the property and population of temples were inventoried. In addition to Zhu Yunxi, the driving forces behind this were also those orthodox Confucian scholar-officials.
Buddha is a good thing and encourages people to do good. However, in the past dynasties, there are countless monks who have used the name of Buddha to cause harm to the world. The Ming Dynasty seems to be in bloom, but there is only so much land in the world. The vassal kings occupy many, and the aristocratic families occupy many
There are many, how many can be distributed among the people?
Moreover, from a selfish point of view, tax exemption is a privilege for scholars, why can monks also have it? Which monks can be awarded monk officials? It makes no sense.
Zhu Yunxi was happy to see this kind of dispute come to fruition. He wanted to use the hands of scholars to cancel the privileges of monks and control the temple property. In turn, after suppressing this class, he would have reason to cancel the tax-free privileges of scholars in the future.
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The old man walked from the field to the shore with his hands behind his back, "Who else got the discount?"
"Ling Han, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Zhao Mian, the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, Fang Xiaoru and Huang Zicheng, scholars of the Hanlin Academy, Zhan Tong, the Jiujiu of the Imperial Academy, Zhang Gou, the Yushi of Zuodu of the Supervisory Yuan, Zhang Shan, the prefect of Hangzhou, the Chief Secretary of Jiangxi Province, the Chief Secretary of Zhejiang...
..."
Zhu Yunxi read out a long list of officials, basically all officials from his department. Now when his power is expressed, he can control almost half of the court.
"What do you think?" The old man sat down and patted the dust on his legs and said, "This matter is not easy to handle."
"My grandson thinks, whoever takes the lead, let them do it!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Let them come up with detailed regulations, and then push them to the front desk to handle it!"
"Haha!" The old man laughed, "Boy, you are so bad!"
This chapter has been completed!