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Chapter 1,243: Revitalize Zhenwu Taoism and ban Buddhist treasure money

"I don't know?"

In the Buddhist hall of Wanshou Palace in Xiyuan, the bald Jiajing stopped tapping the wooden fish and said calmly: "The gods all have names, how could you not know that?"

The eunuch kneeling on the ground is the living Chen Hong.

The eunuch was very excited. In the past, all those who followed His Majesty to eat fast and chant Buddha's name were Lu Fang. Now he finally has his day, but he was also very frightened, because according to the description of the eyewitness, he carefully searched for that person.

God, but can't find it.

All gods who are sacrificed have portraits and characteristics. The names of many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats in Lingshan are all memorized in the palace, but there is no honorable name of that god...

A stolen mount can cause trouble in a Buddhist temple. It must be of high status and not unknown, but it can't be found out.

Chen Hong didn't want the opportunity to get ahead to slip away like this, so he kowtowed repeatedly: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will definitely find the immortal, I will definitely find it!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Jiajing closed his eyes and continued to knock the wooden fish, seemingly unconcerned. But judging from the ups and downs of his voice, the Emperor of Heaven was definitely not at peace in his heart.

The yellow robe was exchanged for the purple cassock, just because of a thought at the time. I am a Westerner, why was I born in an emperor's family?

Maybe some emperors would have such feelings after becoming monks, but they are definitely not the best ones.

Jing.

On the contrary, as he practiced Buddhism over the years, something became more and more wrong with him.

It's not that Buddhism is not profound enough, it's that I feel that the imperial power is rapidly being lost, and I have become a monk and no longer an emperor.

This is something that, as a noble person, I cannot tolerate.

However, the power of Buddhism is too great. With the enshrinement of successive dynasties, its influence has become more and more deeply rooted in people's hearts. Today, the treasures issued by the imperial court are handled by eminent monks. Diplomacy with surrounding countries is done by eminent monks. Buddhist cultivators also have the power to subdue dragons and tigers.

Jiajing originally thought there was no hope, but the chaos in Daxinglong Temple made him understand that those monks were not invulnerable, on the contrary, the truly powerful gods did not show up!

"such a pity..."

Thinking that the immortal might have returned to the dojo to discipline the running horses, Jiajing sighed, stood up, and headed towards the outside world.

Lu Fang stepped out and followed closely behind her, watching the Long Live Lord walking out of the Buddhist hall and walking around in the Xiyuan.

"How long has it been since I returned to the palace?"

While walking, Jiajing suddenly looked towards the north of the city and asked.

The other chamberlains who were waiting around were startled, but Lu Fang knew immediately that the "palace" he was referring to referred to the Forbidden City, and whispered: "Since the fire broke out in the palace sixteen years ago, Long live the Lord loves the people like his own son, so in order not to rebuild the palace again."

, and moved to Xiyuan..."

Jiajing sighed again: "It has been sixteen years... The emperor is rich all over the world, his family is his country, and his country is his home. I am the king and father of all people. I should be frugal and wear regular clothes in all seasons. I only have eight sets. The palace is ruined."

It’s gone, so it’s appropriate not to repair it anymore!”

Lu Fang remained silent, and the other chamberlains also forced themselves not to look at the splendid Buddhist halls in the Xiyuan.

Jiajing was silent for a moment and then said: "It's just that this palace is my home after all.

I still have to go back and take a look..."

"Show off!"

After getting on the imperial carriage and leaving Xiyuan, the Forbidden City was soon in sight.

But once he actually entered the palace, the Emperor of Heaven became even more silent.

The ruins of the walls destroyed by the fire form an increasingly sharp contrast with the newly built temples and temples, which is really dazzling.

Involuntarily, Jiajing thought of his own heir again.

After becoming a monk, the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards were naturally useless. He only had three sons and two daughters. Unfortunately, the eldest son died of illness. Now there are still two concubines left, one Prince Yu and one Prince Jing, who have not yet decided on the position of crown prince.

It was a coincidence that I came here at this time. I happened to see King Yu kneeling in the Buddhist hall and reciting scriptures with the monks. The other King Jing never stayed in the palace and ran towards the temple blindly, hoping to win the favor of the monks.

Monk’s support.

Jiajing looked at him coldly, raised his hand to stop the eunuch who wanted to report, and walked forward silently.

If this generation cannot resist, the next generation will only become more obedient

"Master, in front of you is His Highness Chang An's palace. I heard that His Highness has also been practicing recently, but he is not reciting Buddhist teachings..."

Just when Jiajing was in a bad mood and was about to return to Xiyuan, Lu Fang whispered and changed his mind.

"Oh? Go and have a look!"

Jiajing still loves his eldest daughter very much, but this princess has been a little weird lately.

He didn't understand the reason at first, but it wasn't until he walked into the house that Jiajing understood the reason. He saw Princess Chang'an sitting cross-legged on the futon, her eyes slightly closed, her left foot raised to the root of her right thigh, the sole of her foot facing the sky, and her right foot also raised to her left thigh.

root, towards together

At the same time, place your palms naturally on your legs, close your eyes and meditate, feeling peaceful and peaceful.

Jiajing's eyes narrowed.

Not only because of this weird posture, but also because there is a scroll hanging in front of her body, which depicts a figure from the dust, isolated from the world, and floating like a fairy.

Jiajing looked at it again and again, suddenly overjoyed and stepped forward quickly: "Chang An! Which god is in this painting?"

"My son, I pay my respects to my father!"

Although Xiaoqian did not think that the bald Jiajing was her father, she still bowed politely and said with full respect: "This is the Zhenwu Sage!"

Jiajing murmured: "Zhenwu? I seem to have heard of this immortal number..."

Xiaoqian said: "Father, do you still remember that Emperor Chengzu conferred the title of 'Arctic Zhenzhen Tianwu Xuantian God'?"

Jiajing suddenly realized: "Yes, it is the imperial seal granted by Chengzu."

When Li Yan proposed the name Zhenwu, Xiaoqian thought it was perfect.

Although the belief in Zhenwu did not originate from the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty was undoubtedly the period when Emperor Zhenwu was most prominent and folk beliefs were most common. This is of course related to Zhu Di. Since he ascended the throne, he vigorously promoted Taoism and even conferred the title of Zhenwu.

In order to be the "God of Zhenwu Xuantian in Arctic Town", he built a large-scale palace and temple in Wudang Mountain, and built a golden palace on the top of Tianzhu Peak to enshrine the statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

Since then, successive emperors of the Ming Dynasty have vigorously promoted the belief in Emperor Zhenwu, so that everyone among the people knows him.

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"Taoism... Zhenwu Shengjun... I didn't expect it to be this great god. Jiajing has never been exposed to Taoism since he was born. He only read about it from ancient books. This sect existed thousands of years ago, but it only followed the Buddha

After crossing east, it declined rapidly. Chengzu tried to support him, but failed in the end. His arms could not hold up his thighs.

"How can we forget the edict of our ancestors?"

The bald emperor showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time, and said softly to his daughter: "Chang An, please tell me the miracle of the Zhenwu Sage!"

"The Great Wall does not exist."

Just when Xiaoqian was describing the power of the Zhenwu Saint to the bald Jiajing, on the Great Wall outside the Great Wall, Li Yan stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the four directions.

To be precise, I was looking at ruins.

The Great Wall was rebuilt in the Ming Dynasty, and was later repaired and reinforced through successive dynasties before reaching its final size. However, due to the peace of the world in this world, the repair work of the Great Wall has been completely abandoned, and what is left is naturally ruins, which are no longer enough to withstand the grassland.

attack.

Of course, there is no attack at all.

The grassland people also worshiped Buddhism, and to a greater extent. Once the eminent monk came forward, they would not engage in war at all. The Ming Dynasty would trade with them and provide daily necessities, and they would be happy.

"All orders are being reshaped, and the core is salvation through Buddhism." Li Yan concluded and turned around to look.

A point of light appeared on the horizon, flickered for a few times, and appeared in front of me with lightning speed. He fell down and bowed down. It was the nine-headed insect that was so pleased with himself: "Master!" In the past, he would have dared to act wildly against Buddhism.

Even if he wasn't beaten to death, he might have lost a head and had a wound that wouldn't stop bleeding, but now he was safe and sound. Sure enough, it was different having a backer.

What the Nine-Headed Insect didn't know was that Li Yan was different from those gods and Buddhas. If his mount really dared to go out and cause trouble and hurt innocent people, the outcome would definitely not be as simple as taking back the dojo and having his past sins wiped away.

The previous turmoil was a small test. Only when the Nine-Headed Insect stayed safe could it complete the task. Li Yan asked: "How is the situation in the temples in various places?"

The nine-headed insect said: "Buddhists are not good at fighting, and they have no divine generals to protect the Dharma. They are just like chickens and dogs. They are vulnerable. They just don't know the authenticity. If it is all fake, it will destroy the temples everywhere.

, it doesn’t help.”

Li Yandao: "Before you find out the truth, you can't treat everything around you as false." "Yes!"

The nine-headed insect took the order and rolled his eyes: "Sir, I have seen many temples making Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes. Those monks cherish them very much." Li Yan said: "Bao banknotes are the most popular ones on the market today.

A wide range of currencies can replace earthly gold and silver, so they are naturally valued."

The Nine-Headed Insect was the one who stole Buddha relics back then, and now it has its own tricks: "The divine ban on the treasure banknotes is very simple. Since Buddhism uses it, why don't we forge it and ruin their business?"

Li Yan raised his eyebrows.

Everything really requires brainstorming, and he really hasn't thought about it. If it were a secular banknote, it would be difficult to imitate it without professional equipment and personnel, but the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes contained divine prohibitions, which gave him a chance.

Of course, he was not planning to mass-produce counterfeit banknotes and impact the market, but this was indeed a way of asking questions, which could help him find out the depth of Buddhism in this world. Li Yan said: "In that case, go and get some precious banknotes. Remember, in Da

Take it from the temple.”

"Please don't worry, sir. I'm an expert at taking Buddhist things!"

The Nine-Headed Insect was indeed not bragging. In just over an hour, he walked back and forth, took a thick stack of treasure notes in his claws, and brought them over.

Li Yan took it, selected a few, and looked into it with his spiritual consciousness.

The Nine-Headed Insect waited silently on the side, thinking that once his method worked, along with his previous achievements, his position would be really stable.

In the past, this great demon was still a bit unruly, but after experiencing the changes in the world, almost being engulfed by the fog, and fighting with the Yamata-no-Orochi, he lost all his wildness, and just wanted to go ashore and find a position to ensure harvests during droughts and floods.

However, Li Yan's expression quickly became solemn, and with a grasp of his five fingers, the Ming Dynasty treasure banknote was completely distorted, tracing back to its origin, and a strange aura came out of it.

The Nine-Headed Insect was startled and asked cautiously: "Sir, is this treasure note fake?"

Even the little turtle poked his head out of his sleeves, showing curiosity.

Li Yan shook his head: "The treasure is genuine, but its true appearance is really surprising. Please take a closer look."

The Nine-Headed Insect carefully comprehended and suddenly realized something: "This seems to be... the breath of the netherworld?"

Li Yan said: "To be precise, this is the breath of Ming Piao."

The Nine-Headed Insect couldn't help but shuddered: "The Underworld Banknote? It is used by the dead souls of the underworld. How can it have the same origin as this treasure banknote?"

He originally thought that this place was all fake, but now it seems that all he saw along the way were dead people?

Li Yan solemnly said: "In fact, we should have thought that the ghost notes can be exchanged for the secular gold and silver of Nanzhan Province, and the core of the treasure banknotes of Dongsheng Shenzhou is the conversion of ghost notes. The four major continents seem to be divided, but in fact the resources have always been

It is circulated. No wonder thousands of secular Buddhists here can still prosper like this...

In ancient farming societies, the existence of religion was an effective spiritual sustenance, which prevented the simple-minded ancients from thinking too much. To put it bluntly, it was the rulers who elevated the status of religion for the stability of the lower class. After all, culture was not popular.

In this case, nothing is more likely to scare people than the theory of gods and ghosts.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. The prosperity of religion often leads to poverty and ignorance among the public, because monks are supported by ordinary people. Once the number becomes large, it will cause a huge burden on society.

This is true not only of Buddhism, but also of Taoism, but to a relatively lesser extent. In ancient countries where religion flourished, ordinary people's lives were extremely miserable. At the same time, once religious forces penetrated into the political power, they would not be able to get rid of it, and it would be extremely difficult to get rid of it.

.

Looking south to the Ming Dynasty, Jiajing worshiped Taoism and Taoism flourished, but it was only within the normal scope and not as large as another Taoist emperor in history. In this Dongsheng Shenzhou, the social form has changed.

The key point is that Buddhism only helps to make treasure banknotes and controls the currency and economic lifeline. There is no breakthrough change in productivity. Under normal circumstances, religion has flourished to such an extent, but it can bloom like a brocade, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, which is a bit weird.

Now the reason is found.

"Go back to the capital!"

Li Yan made a quick decision and returned to the capital immediately, went outside the imperial city, and called Xiaoqian out.

Xiaoqian had just seen off the reluctant Jiajing when she saw the treasure banknotes handed to her. After inspecting them, she couldn't help but blush: "It is indeed the underworld banknotes. In this way, the gold and silver in Nanzhan Buzhou can be converted into underworld banknotes. The underworld banknotes

Converting the underworld notes into treasure notes here? Wouldn’t this be plundering the worldly wealth of Nanzhan Prefecture?”

Li Yan said slowly: "I'm afraid it's still an attempt."

"Since ancient times, how many people have been pursuing immortality. The higher the position and the more powerful they are, the more they fear death. If you can exchange for the extension of your life with earthly gold and silver, there must be tens of millions of people willing to do so."

"It is already chaos to hook people to death, accept bribes, and use ghost votes to extend their lives. After all, it is a very rare situation. If it becomes the norm, and the rich and powerful are not dead, but they are eager for wealth to continue to convert ghost votes and extend their lives, all orders will be completely changed.

, this is the pursuit of the murderer behind the scenes..."

Xiaoqian could understand it at first, but she didn't understand it later. However, she felt that the young master already had an idea about the truth here, and hurriedly asked: "Then what should we do now?"

"The plan remains unchanged!"

Li Yan went straight to the core: "Revitalize Zhenwu Taoism and ban Buddhist treasures. The murderer hiding behind the scenes will have to show up!"

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