Ambassador Yang, who kept his integrity like a jade, soon appeared in Ruiguang Temple together with Zhang Xianzong among a group of noble ladies.
"How is this thing hoisted?"
Yang Fenglao looked at the pagoda on the top of the Ruiguang Temple tower with interest.
In this day and age, it really takes technology to move tons of this thing up.
Zhang Xianzong shook his head.
Yang Feng turned to look at the main hall at the back. Mrs. Zhu and her best friends were still worshiping Buddha, looking very pious. It had to be said that these women with money and leisure were already so empty. However, Zhang Xianzong still refused to tell him
Fortunately, Yang Feng didn't care about this woman's true identity. This woman obviously coveted his beauty.
But is Ambassador Yang the kind of person who betrays his appearance?
This is the customer.
He was just doing his duty as a professional manager.
After waiting for a while, the women finally finished worshiping.
The little maid brought the box filled with alms to the young monk next to her. As for the eminent monk who received them, of course she could not touch this common thing with her own hands...
"I don't want to cross the border!"
Yang Feng sighed with emotion.
Then he changed his expression and walked forward with a solemn expression...
"Grandmaster!"
He put his hands together and said.
The master quickly put his hands together and returned the gift.
Mrs. Zhu looked at Yang Feng with interest.
"Master, I really want to do my part to promote Buddhism."
Yang Feng said.
"Amitabha, this is a great merit."
The master said perfunctorily.
"Ambassador, your country in Daxia also respects Buddhism?"
Mrs. Zhu said curiously.
"Respect, of course I respect you. At that time, eminent monks like the master had to use luxury cars when going out, and even the government officials had to pay respect. Even any eminent monk would be respected by wealthy businessmen. At that time, we were just
To build the tallest Buddha statue, which is seventy feet high, is entirely made of copper and gold, and the copper alone costs millions of kilograms."
Yang Feng said.
"Amitabha Buddha is truly the Pure Land on earth!"
The master said with obvious excitement.
"So, I felt friendly as soon as I saw the master.
I would like to propose to the Ming Emperor that he send envoys to the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom to study Buddhism in the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom, just like Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty did when he went to study Buddhist scriptures, especially to experience Buddhism in holy places such as the Great Leiyin Temple, Nalanda Temple, and Yeluyuan. However,
After all, I am an outsider. Even if I propose a proposal to the Ming Emperor, His Majesty may not agree. Therefore, I would like to ask the masters to help contact temples in various places. I propose that all the masters jointly submit the memorial. The big deal is that we don’t need to pay for it from the court, and each temple will donate a little.
, I know the sea route to Tianzhu, let’s find some eminent monks who are willing to go and take a boat there.
It only takes a few months to go back and forth.
Even if those sailing ships are slower, the round trip will not take more than a year at most."
Yang Feng said.
"Master, this is a great merit. You don't need to worry about the cost. We believers can just donate."
Mrs. Zhu said with surprise on her face.
"Amitabha, in this case, how dare this poor monk disobey."
The master said quickly.
It’s not him who is going anyway.
Yang Feng then called Zhang Xianzong over and asked a Hanlin scholar to draft a memorial in his own hand. Speaking of it, this was the first time Yang Feng wrote a memorial to Zhu Yuanzhang. In the past, he had always sent messages directly, so Zhang Hanlin's memorial was naturally simple and clear...
If you talk too much nonsense, you will easily get a stick from the royal court!
The memorial was quickly completed, and then Yang Feng gave it to the master to sign. The rest had nothing to do with him. The master would pass on the memorial and let the abbots of the temples sign it. In short, the more the better. When can I get enough?
Hundreds, then sent to the capital, signed by the masters in the capital, and finally sent to Yang Feng, who handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang, asking Zhu Yuanzhang to allow the masters to pool money, select believers to go to sea, and use the route map provided by Ambassador Yang to go to Tianzhu. At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang
Private people were still prohibited from going to sea. He only opened maritime trade between Korea and Ryukyu. However, instead of Ming Dynasty merchants going to these two countries, they were allowed to go to Ming Dynasty.
Then trade with treasure money.
So going to sea like this requires his approval.
After completion, Yang Feng left Ruiguang Temple with the master's greetings...
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Zhang Xianzong said in a low voice.
In the small sedans next to them, the ladies looked at them with smiles.
Yang Feng smiled at Mrs. Zhu.
"Promote Buddhism!"
he said.
"Ambassador Yang, you and I have known each other for a long time. Normally, this is not the case when it comes to monks. Zhang has no good impression of this person. Buddhism is profound, and Zhang has little talent and knowledge. I really don't dare to make unreasonable opinions, but for monks
, in fact, the good and the bad are mixed, and there are many that are difficult to match the truth, and there are even some that are illegal.
You and I should be honest and honest!"
"I really want to push them to go to Tianzhu, especially to the places I mentioned."
"What's wrong with those places?"
Zhang Xianzong was not stupid, he understood immediately.
"Let's put it this way, the Buddhist Kingdom of Western Heaven is now the territory of these people."
Yang Feng pointed at a man with fur boots passing by and said.
Zhang Xianzong's eyes widened in surprise.
"What about the monks?"
he asked.
"There are no monks. There have been no monks for a long time. Chaojie Temple, the last Buddhist temple in Tianzhu or India, was burned down in the third year of Jiatai in Song Dynasty. So far, there are no more Buddhist temples there. It has completely become the territory of these people. As for those in the Buddhist scriptures,
The place has long been reduced to ruins. The people we call the Delhi Sultanate currently rule there, but it is very chaotic now. If a group of masters go over, they will probably be hacked to death. We have to help them and let His Majesty the Emperor send
The messenger took them with him.
He can be regarded as an envoy of the Ming Dynasty.
This should save their lives.
My real purpose in doing this is to get them to pay the court. Since the private sector cannot build large ships that can go to sea, I want to go to Tianzhu to get them to raise funds and then hand it over to the court to build ships for them.
The person driving the boat must also be the navy of the imperial court.
One ship is definitely not enough, there will be more than a dozen large ships.
They pay.
His Majesty the Emperor prostituted a fleet for free.
Then they also paid for the Emperor's free voyage to Tianzhu. Once this voyage was completed, Ming Dynasty would be able to establish stable maritime exchanges with Tianzhu.
What a pleasure it is to have sex for free!
Don't you like them?
I remember that your emperor didn't seem to like them very much either.
Then send people to follow and have a look, and then they will see that there is no Dharma in the Buddhist Kingdom of the West, the Wild Deer Park is just a ruin, and the people on both sides of the Ganges have not known the Dharma for a long time. They are poor, famine, and plague, and are living in the mire.
, Compared with them, our Ming Dynasty is more like a pure land."
Yang Feng said.
Of course, this is of no use.
After all, even if the modern Internet is so developed, there are still weird creatures like Inbuki.
He just wanted to have an official exchange between Ming Dynasty and India for nothing. Zhu Yuanzhang lacked motivation for this because it cost money, but now someone is paying him, and he who likes whoring for free will not miss it, and with India, especially
It was the contacts in North India that would bring him what he wanted most.
War horse.
Mawarima.
This is arguably the most perfect war horse in the East.
It can fight in the ice and snow of the plateau, as well as in the hot and humid swamps of South Asia. Its food is not as delicate as the European horse, but its body size is not much smaller than the latter.
It is completely possible to deceive the Delhi Sultanate and coax them to provide a small amount of Marwari horses to the Ming Dynasty on the pretext of collaborating against Timur, and then crossbreed them in the Ming Dynasty. This thing does not need to be shipped by sea. As long as the Delhi Sultanate is willing to provide it, it can go.
Uzang entered the Ming Dynasty by land...
They will agree.
Because the biggest enemy of the Delhi Sultanate was Timur.
They were also destroyed by Timur's descendants.
At this time, it was the Tughluq dynasty. They were defeated by Timur shortly after in the Battle of Delhi. The latter sacked Delhi and then collapsed and soon perished. At this time, they could get help from the Ming Dynasty, the most powerful empire in the East.
They are absolutely willing to sacrifice horses. At this time, Timur also professed his vassalage to Zhu Yuanzhang. As long as he told the Delhi Sultanate this, and then told them that as long as Timur beats them, Ming Dynasty would uphold justice for them, so donate a few hundred horses.
What is a horse?
Nothing else matters.
The reason why Zhu Yuanzhang does not encourage trade with Nanyang is actually not that complicated.
One is that he does not want to export too much and cause domestic rice-producing areas to become cash crops. The other reason is that he has too much pepper in his hands...
Okay, that's just too much.
After all, pepper has a very long shelf life, and dried peppercorns can be dried regularly for more than ten years. Therefore, the pepper from the Yuan Dynasty's overseas trade was still piled in Zhu Yuanzhang's warehouse in the early Ming Dynasty. Tang Heguang confiscated more than 6,000 kilograms when he conquered Fuzhou. After that, Sanfoqi
These small Southeast Asian countries still paid large amounts of tribute every year, or came to trade under the guise of paying tribute. As a result, pepper accumulated more and more, so much so that Zhu Yuanzhang once wanted to replace salt with pepper.
That is to say, merchants were asked to transport grain to the frontier in exchange for pepper and then sell pepper.
But the import rights rest with him.
That is to say, the state monopolizes the import of pepper, and merchants can be lured to transport grain to the frontier, and then sell it in exchange for pepper from the government.
But it didn't work.
So much so that he piled up millions of peppers, so he simply used them as rewards. Once in the twelfth year of Hongwu, he rewarded each soldier in the capital with three kilograms, and the reward was more than one million kilograms. Later, Zhu Di actually picked up the game he played during this period.
.
But later Zhu Yuanzhang found a more advanced method of printing treasure banknotes.
So pepper is useless to him.
Zhu Di had to change to pepper because he couldn't play with treasure coins.
"Ambassador Yang, what are you talking about and why are you afraid that we will hear it?"
Mrs. Zhu said enchantingly.
Yang Feng turned around and leaned over...
"I'm asking Zhang Hanlin if there are any places to have fun in Suzhou."
He lowered his head while holding the window and said.
"Do you know about Zhang Hanlin?"
Mrs. Zhu covered her mouth with a fan and said with a smile.
"I don't know!"
"Of course he doesn't know. He is an official of the imperial court. If he dares to go to a place like this, his black gauze hat will be in danger."
"Then it's a pity. Suzhou is such a big city. I can't even find a place to have fun. Well, madam, don't think too much. I just want to find a place to listen to songs, watch dancing, and
There is no other meaning, it was a serious entertainment activity at that time.
Those who are good at singing have a bright future."
"If that's the case, I have a separate business here. They also have singers and musicians in their homes. I won't go and live there. The ambassador will have to stay in Suzhou for a few days, so I will lend it to the ambassador.
Staying with Zhang Hanlin and borrowing some singers and musicians from their home will save the ambassador from loneliness."
Mrs. Zhu said with a red face.
"How can this be so embarrassing? Aren't we the magpie's nest?"
Yang Feng said.
While speaking, he also lowered his head, so that the two of them were even closer, and they could almost reach him when he breathed out hot breath.
"I didn't live there originally. I came here to visit my cousin, so naturally I stayed at my cousin's place."
Mrs. Zhu blushed even more as she spoke.
"Then I'm being disrespectful?"
Yang Feng said with a mysterious smile.
Mrs. Zhu patted his hand three times with a small ball fan, and then quickly sat up straight...
"I'm going to visit friends tonight too!"
Zhang Xianzong came to Yang Feng's side, looked at Mrs. Zhu who was walking away, and said seriously.
"Go ahead, you don't have to come back tonight!"
Yang Feng didn't even look at him, he waved his hand outward a few times and said.
"I still have to remind you, it's best not to mess with this woman."
Zhang Xianzong said helplessly.
"I didn't provoke her, she was the one who started it."
Yang Feng said.
Zhang Xianzong was speechless and had no choice but to leave by himself.
Then a maid came over and took Yang Feng to the villa, which was actually a courtyard with a garden pool in the city. In the Ming Dynasty, there was a strict household registration system. People outside the local household registration were not allowed to buy land or houses. Only merchants could send their property to other places.
Registration or Leqian means moving the household registration. This should be a businessman raised by her family, purchased in Suzhou in the name of a merchant. This is a handicraft center, and those powerful families have dedicated domestic slaves to do business in Suzhou. This is natural.
It is indispensable to purchase a separate property. After all, once the owner comes to inspect, he cannot not have a place to live.
Can I still live in a commercial building?
There were also housekeepers and maids here, and they immediately arranged everything for him, including fine wine and delicious food. After he was full, he was sent to the thermal pavilion deep in the garden. By this time, it had started to rain. Although it was not heavy, it was still very continuous. The thermal pavilion was a little brighter at night.
There are candles burning one after another, and the candlelight flickers in uncertain brightness.
Ambassador Yang, who was bathing and changing under the service of a maid, lay comfortably on the short couch with his eyes closed and meditative.
Soon he opened his eyes...
"Where are the people? Where have they gone? Didn't I come to listen to songs and watch dancing? What about the singing and dancing people?"
he shouted dissatisfied.
The door of the Nuan Pavilion was closed, and the surroundings were empty. Even the candles were extinguished. Only the lanterns outside let in some light, and the maids were gone.
The wind from outside blew in, blowing the curtains. The sound of wind was accompanied by the sound of rain, and for a moment it felt like a ghost movie...
"If this squeaks..."
Yang Feng sighed with emotion.
next moment……
"Squeak!"
The originally closed door of the conservatory slowly opened.
A long black shadow instantly cast in, and a figure holding an umbrella stood in front of the door. Her long skirt reached the floor, and her clothes were fluttering. In the light behind her, the wind blew her long hair, which was slowly lifting under the umbrella.
At first, a pale face appeared...
"Sir, are you waiting for me?"
She said in a very ethereal voice.
"Can you change your style?"
Yang Feng said sadly.
The latter let out a sinister laugh, then threw the umbrella and rushed towards him. Ambassador Yang was suddenly possessed by Zhong Kui and tackled the female ghost. He held her down instantly and then took out his belt.