Chapter 423: As expected of Monk Tang, his martial arts is amazing!
"Senior brother, these Silla nobles are more pious than the Tang nobles, and they are easy to get along with, but the monks who came out of the Buddhist sect are very repulsive!"
"It's more than rejection, it's simply hostility. So many monasteries in our Tang Dynasty don't have such an attitude. It's really stubborn..."
In the most upscale hotel in Silla, thirteen Shaolin monks gathered together to discuss the next action.
During the turmoil at the end of the Sui Dynasty, Shaolin Temple also dispatched thirteen stick monks to seize the city in one fell swoop and offer it to the Tang Dynasty. They succeeded in standing in line and received rewards.
Now under the call of the internal guards, the Shaolin Temple directly dispatched more than 170 monks, almost all of whom were willing to stay.
Of course, more than a hundred monks must enter Silla in batches, and some cannot even appear as Shaolin monks.
After many layers of selection, those who came to the Silla Royal City were thirteen monks who were relatively the most resourceful and brave, and who had the most tacit understanding with each other.
Zhijian led the team into dangerous situations and was prepared to face severe torture from the enemy. However, he was warmly welcomed by the enemy, but instead targeted his colleagues.
At this time, Zhijian said: "Leader Li Ge said that Silla Buddhism is prevalent. In the past, he also had correspondence with Silla. I never thought it would actually reach this point. No matter how hostile the monks here are, this is good news after all."
"We can contact the noble class of Silla faster, pass back key information, and make great contributions to revitalizing Shaolin."
"In your opinion, should we contact angle food first, or should we contact Yi food?"
There are seventeen levels of officials in Silla, the first level is Jiaofan, and the second level is Yifan. People who are not from Zhengu cannot hold the position. Seeing that Zhijian aims at the strongest as soon as he comes up, Zhixing frowned slightly and persuaded: "This kind of ministers
They are all high-ranking nobles in Silla. Once we interact with them, I am afraid that we will be even more hostile to the local monks. I hope senior brother will think twice."
Other monks also talked a lot: "Strong dragons don't suppress local snakes, so be more careful with them!" "Uncle taught me a few ruthless moves before, why not find an opportunity to strike first?" "Uncle also
Take care of me, the ideas are pricking my hands, the wind is blowing..."
Zhijian had a headache. He was a monk and had nothing in common. Can he say these words? He quickly said: "Silence! Zhixing, you have the best idea. Please tell me!"
Zhixing thought for a while and said: "We might as well target Shafan first. Shafan in Silla is similar to the fifth-rank officials of the Tang Dynasty. They also have to be from the fifth-rank. Such people can still get a lot of information when walking around the royal city.
, help us complete our mission.”
Zhijian followed the good example and nodded slightly: "Okay, that's it."
Another monk, Zhiran, who was tall and round, asked: "Brother, what if the Silla monks still don't know what to do?"
Zhijian reached back and struck a stick with the long Shaolin stick, which fell into his palm and said coldly: "This is the attitude!"
Zhixing smiled and said: "Yes, we in Shaolin Temple practice Bodhidharma Jin hard, and we are waiting for this moment. Li Ge will tell you that you don't need to be polite when dealing with the bad people of Silla. Just ask, do you dare to treat my stick seriously?"
!”
The blood of the monks was surging and their muscles were bulging. They all held their long sticks and said, "How dare you think that my stick is not heavy!"
With the plan in mind, the Thirteen Warrior Monks walked out of the inn with great vigour, and began to march down the road in a swaggering manner.
This is not to show off deliberately, but on the streets of the Silla Royal City, there are really many monks ostentatiously walking through the streets. Some with solemn treasures are invited away by nobles, while some with crooked melons and jujubes enter the homes of ordinary people, and each of them searches for them.
Seeing the monks entering and leaving the house one by one, the Shaolin monks couldn't help but were speechless.
They were not sent by Li Yan as a rebellious sect. Buddhism was the state religion in Silla. Historically, Silla unified the three kingdoms, and under the influence of the Tang Dynasty, it began to pay attention to Confucianism, established Chinese studies, and taught the Nine Classics. Li Longji also praised Silla for this "
Even so, the status of Confucian students in Silla was still lower than that of monks. The highest nobles still worshiped Buddhism, and only children of nobles with six-year status and below would study Confucianism.
Therefore, most of those Silla people who knew how to resist fate and wanted to escape to the Tang Dynasty first became ordained and smuggled out as monks. This was completely different from Xuanzang's treatment in the Tang Dynasty.
Xuanzang wanted to go west to seek Buddhist scriptures, but was almost stopped in Liangzhou and couldn't leave because Li Shimin didn't allow him to leave the country at will during that time. Xuanzang was smuggled out and was quite weak when he came back. That was too much to worry about, as he was.
As long as a wise ruler is a great adventurer or great translator, he will take them seriously.
But one thing is certain. In the Central Plains dynasty, secular imperial power was always higher than religious belief. Religion could only serve the imperial power. After all, the emperor had divine power.
When it comes to neighboring countries, without the name of emperor, it is impossible to integrate politics, religion and ethics into the king, and the influence of religious forces is out of control.
To sum up, without the Shaolin Temple, the internal guards might have to dress up as monks to enter Silla. Now it is better to have professional ones. Zhijian stopped and walked all the way. Deep down, he actually envied the Buddhist environment in Silla.
But looking at the simple houses and messy streets of the royal city, I immediately corrected my attitude, held my head high and showed off my charm to the fullest.
The food in Shaolin Temple is good, and they practice martial arts all year round. They are all tall and tall, with rosy faces. In terms of appearance alone, this group of monks is really much better than the small-eyed monks of Silla.
However, there were many people watching on the street. When the monks looked over, they all showed respect, but no one actually extended an invitation.
Zhijian couldn't help but feel a little strange. It wasn't until the line of sight suddenly opened up and two huge teams faced each other that he understood. He asked the people around him: "Zhiran, listen to what they said!"
Before coming to Silla, all the monks learned the Silla language from the officials of the Ministry of Rites. Those who were not talented only learned one sentence of Axiba. Jiran was the only one who could understand the Silla language. When he came to listen carefully, he soon changed.
Expression: "In front of you are two generals facing each other, and there is a conflict!"
Zhijian had actually noticed that each of the two teams had several stone pillars engraved with Buddhist sutras and mantras, which were used to replace flags and show their majesty. However, he was still pleasantly surprised when he heard the confirmation: "We are so lucky.
Okay? When you first come here, you can meet someone like the Prime Minister of Silla?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He is really a prime minister. General Da Chuang is a corner meal. He is one of the few generals in the army. The ministers of the Silla Manchu Dynasty are only under Da Jiao Gan and Da Jiao Gan.
Dajiaogan was only given to the pillar of the country, Jin Yuxin, which was a special reward. After Jin Yuxin died of illness, this position was basically vacant forever. Dajiaogan is not often found. It can almost be regarded as the head of hundreds of officials, similar to the Three Gongs of the Tang Dynasty.
, are all false positions. Only the next general, Dazhuang, can be regarded as the prime minister with real power in terms of power.
Zhi Xing was even more happy and said: "Didn't Li Ge Ling take care of us? We have a close goal..."
The Ministry of Rites and the Internal Guard carefully taught Silla's official status, and Li Yan paid very specific attention to it, that is, to stay close to one Dazhuang general and stay away from another Dazhuang general.
The person he was close to was called Jin Qintu. This man was not only a general, but also the father-in-law of the current crown prince of Silla and the future father-in-law of the country. Then he rebelled when the crown prince succeeded to the throne. He may have seen Yang Jian's inspirational deeds.
However, Yang Jian's position was not only the head of the country, but also the support of the Guanlong clan, especially the Bazhu clan, so he was able to usurp the throne successfully, but Jin Qintu was defeated and died.
The person who stayed away was called Jin Zhenzhu. This was a Silla minister who was pro-Tang Dynasty. Historically, Jin Famin had found an excuse to kill him. He is still alive now because the Tang Dynasty was stronger and Jin Famin was afraid of it. But once the Shaolin Temple monks got involved with him,
If he was implicated, the civil and military king might take advantage of the situation to take action. At that time, the undercover agents sent by the Tang Dynasty would be implicated in the internal political struggle of Silla.
When Li Yan took care of the Shaolin monks, he would not speak so directly, but it was equivalent to giving him key strategies.
Unfortunately, reality is not a game. Sometimes it is not that easy to know who to get close to and who to stay away from.
Sure enough, on the left side, an old man wearing a purple robe stood out from the crowd. He tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked at the group of monks. He was not proficient in using Tang Dynasty, but he could vaguely understand what was being said.
He said: "I, Jin Zhenzhu, welcome the monks from the Tang Dynasty to our country. I also hope that all the masters will accompany me to my house to give lectures on Buddhism and listen to the wonderful things!"
After the old man finished speaking, people from both sides looked over. Zhijian looked at the opposite side eagerly, especially the figure sitting on the tall horse. He was most likely the future Silla rebel Jin Qintu.
, I hope this person can also invite me.
Unfortunately, things went against expectations. Jin Zhenzhu, who was unwilling to contact, invited her warmly. Jin Qin, who hoped to establish a relationship, looked at him coldly. Zhixing looked at the antagonistic relationship between the two parties, rolled his eyes, and whispered: "Brother, refuse firmly!"
Zhijian took a step forward: "Amitabha, young monk Zhijian, thank you so much for this benefactor's kindness. However, our Shaolin Temple is the ancestral home of Zen. In our own nature, all dharmas can be seen. I came to Haidong just to meet the fate, and I am afraid that I will not be able to join the noble family."
It’s a mansion.”
Jin Zhenzhu was surprised and a little unhappy: "According to Master's wishes, am I not destined?"
Zhijian clasped his hands together: "I have heard the sutras for many eons, but I only realize them in an instant. The high meaning of Zen is indescribable. Farewell!"
In these two short sentences, not only did he reject the offer extremely decisively, but he also said that the fortune teller said that your appearance has turned dark and there will definitely be a bloody disaster in the near future. Jin Zhenzhu's expression suddenly changed.
He was able to become the high-ranking prime minister of Silla, so he was not frightened by a few words. The key was that recently he could really feel that King Jin Famin was increasingly targeting him. He originally wanted to invite eminent monks from the Tang Dynasty to join the government.
Who can bear it when you are teaching the Dharma and praying for peace, only to be told directly that you are about to die? He immediately screamed: "Stop! The eminent monks still want to stop!"
Although the words were polite, but hearing the anxious tone, a group of guards had already rushed out and rushed towards the Shaolin monk.
Jin Qin suddenly looked at him sideways, stroked his beard and smiled: "It's interesting, you guys came forward to save these monks."
His attendants were about to rush out after receiving the order, when Jin Qin suddenly let out another surprise and became more and more interested: "There is no need to save him, he is indeed Tang Monk, his strength is amazing!"
Indeed, when faced with the guards who came to intercept, the Shaolin monks were not surprised but overjoyed. They all took out long sticks from their backs and got into postures: "Hey! Ha!"
Let you, the little people of Silla, see what it means to be the best at fighting among Buddhists, and the most knowledgeable about Buddhism among Buddhists!