Jing'an Temple can be traced back to Sun Wu during the Three Kingdoms period, and was originally named Hudu Chongxuan Temple.
Later, it was renamed Jing'an Temple in the Song Dynasty. As the Shingon Sect's Tan Temple, it was unfortunately completely lost since the Five Dynasties and became a Zen dojo.
In the second year of Hongwu (1369), the Hongwu bell was cast, which cost 6,000 kilograms of copper. There was an inscription on it, "Forged in the second year of Hongwu, I wish the crown prince a long life."
It can be said that Jing'an Temple is one of the largest temples in Songjiang Prefecture, with countless pilgrims and tourists coming and going.
But now, they feel the pressure.
"Host, Li Xiucai's family has lost one this month!"
"Zhao Ju's grandson celebrated the full moon and didn't come to offer incense..."
In the hall, all the monks started discussing.
In the early years of Shaowu, the imperial court restricted temple property, requiring temples not to engage in business or lending, and also required taxes on temple land.
The number of monks is also limited according to the size of the temple.
According to regulations, Jing'an Temple can only have less than a hundred monks. Although the number of people eating has decreased, it cannot cope with the decrease in income.
Due to the need to pay taxes, the income from the temple fields has been greatly reduced, and the temple's income depends mostly on incense money.
"A group of Xiyi people have no king and no father."
Before the host could speak, the supervisor angrily rebuked:
"Such a false god only knows the ignorant people. How can he know what filial piety and righteousness are and what mercy is?"
"Why doesn't the imperial court care about it?"
The host recited the Buddha's name and sighed: "The Western Yi Church has the support of the emperor and cannot act rashly."
"In this way, we will recruit thirty people from those poor people to copy Buddhist scriptures."
"In addition, we call on the faithful to put golden clothes on the Bodhisattva and preach the teachings of Buddhist scriptures..."
At the same time, the Taiqing Palace in Songjiang Prefecture, also known as the Qinshi Yang Palace, or Dongyue Palace, is mainly a dojo for worshiping Emperor Dongyue and has a history of thousands of years.
At this time, everyone in the Taoist temple was increasingly disgusted with the newly popped up churches.
Songjiang Prefecture is like a piece of cake. There are only a limited number of believers from rich families, and more temples means more people grabbing the cake to eat.
"It's not enough for Songjiang Prefecture to build an extra church. It's really shameless!"
The temple owner stroked his long beard and said angrily: "I'm going to send an invitation to the magistrate. Just tell me that the peonies in my Taoist temple are blooming and we'd like to enjoy them together!"
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At this time, in the southwest region, after several months of construction, Xikang Provincial Government was finally under construction.
County officials were retained in their posts, and the outstanding ones were promoted to government offices, and some officials were transferred from Sichuan to dilute them, thus ensuring the imperial court's control over Xikang.
Of course, the most important thing is the three thousand Beijing troops transferred from Sichuan. They are the ballast stone.
After being busy for a long time, Prince Zhu Cunqu took a rare break and sent King Kang and his entourage to Beijing.
There was a huge crowd of people to see off the officials and the common people.
The people have quite a lot of affection for this King of the Li family.
Not to mention Li Zicheng, Li Zijing and Li Si reigned for more than ten years, ensuring the peace of the entire Kang state and allowing the children of the Chuang army to enjoy a life of wealth and peace.
To this day, those who marry a veteran still call him Chuang Wang or even Emperor in private.
Zhu Cunqu is open-minded.
After leaving the Chuang Army, Li Si was like a lone wolf who had strayed from the pack and could only become a domesticated dog. He was unable to show his majesty and respond to a hundred calls.
As for some land left in Kangcheng Palace, it is nothing at all.
Li Si's eyes were slightly red. He looked at the shouting people and the bowing officials, and was choked up for a moment.
Most of his memories were in this city. Now that he suddenly left his second hometown, he really felt like he was alone and wandering.
"Your Highness, Xikang will be left to you."
Li Si said with difficulty, his voice was a little hoarse at this time.
"Don't worry!" Zhu Cunqu knew how uncomfortable he was. Who could endure the pain of country's subjugation?
In this way, he patted his shoulder comfortingly:
"A royal palace has been built in Beijing, which is worthy of your status. The court will not wrong you."
The King of Brunei, the King of Ryukyu, etc. can also be companions.
On the carriage, a corner was opened, and Princess Kang also showed a hint of bitterness: "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
"You and I, brother and sister, don't be too polite!"
Zhu Cunqu knew how to appease this nominal sister. He smiled and said, "Beijing is much more prosperous than Kangcheng. When the time comes, you can take Prince Kang around more."
After saying this, the two reluctantly lowered the curtain and the carriage drove away slowly.
Prince Kang, who was still young, looked at the people kneeling and kowtowing in confusion. All this was deeply engraved in his mind and would never go away for a long time.
Zhu Cunqu watched his motorcade disappear before he mounted his horse and left.
"Your Highness, I have remembered all those officials..." At this time, Qianhu, a guard in Jinyi who was accompanying him, couldn't help but whisper.
"Why write it down?" Zhu Cunqu frowned: "Let him pass this matter!"
Loyal ministers are always more popular than villains.
Xikang needed such loyal ministers at this time to properly govern this new province for him.
He even planned to select a group of his own personal ministers from this group of civil servants.
Those people in the East Palace, on the surface, were his people, but in fact they were all brought here by the emperor.
The same is true in Sichuan. Although the civil and military generals here are respectful to him as the governor, they are only superficial in the end.
For example, every move he made in Sichuan would arrive in Beijing almost instantly and be presented to the emperor's study room.
But it was different in Xikang. This group of people had lost their monarch and urgently needed the loyalty of a new monarch.
It was an instant hit.
In his mind, among the hundreds of civil servants in Xikang, there were already some outstanding candidates.
Not long after returning to the mansion, there were rapid footsteps outside the door:
"Your Highness, it's four hundred miles from the capital, expedited!"
Zhu Cunqu opened it and took a look. He was appointing himself as the governor of Kangzang. The previous governor of Sichuan and Kangzang was naturally dismissed.
As for Gaoyuan, the province of Tibet was established, and all the matters related to the establishment of the province were financed by him, the prince.
Well, this consumes a lot of time, money and food, and Xikang is afraid that it will be too much.
Thinking of the hard work involved, he couldn't help but have a headache.
"What a loss!" He couldn't help but slap his forehead: "There are still so many supplies in Sichuan that haven't had time to be transferred!"
However, now that Xikang bureaucrats are helping, Xizang seems to be much more relaxed.
A moment later, another news came from Lhasa: Li Laiheng took down the entire high-ranking officials of the Kashote Khanate in one fell swoop, and all the nobles including Dayan Khan, Dar Lai, and Ban Chan were captured.
“This couldn’t have come at a better time!”
The annihilation of all the dignitaries of the Heshuote Khanate was naturally a great thing for the Ming Dynasty. At the same time, it also meant that the establishment of the province of Xizang had to be put on the agenda.
In his letters, Li Laiheng also talked freely about the scenery of the plateau, and he was not stingy in praising himself.
But what he said was that he kept urging for food and salary.
"I decided to go to Xizang to have a look!"
Zhu Cunqu suddenly felt blessed and wanted to visit that mysterious plateau.
This made Zhu Jing extremely opposed: "Your Highness, although the plateau is mysterious, it is very easy to get altitude sickness. If something goes wrong, I really can't explain it to Your Majesty!"
"No problem." Zhu Cuqu said casually: "I asked the doctor. After staying in Xikang for a few months, you can be protected from altitude sickness. Look at so many Mongolians, why are you afraid of them?"
"As long as you are not afraid in Xikang, you will not be afraid of the plateau."
As he spoke, he began to experience altitude sickness.
After staying in Xikang for many months, he was no longer afraid of the plateau.
Zhu Jing was speechless.
"Then please allow Your Majesty to allow the general to escort you!"
Zhu Jing immediately changed her explanation.
Compared with when she went to help King Qin conquer the world, Zhu Jing was now more restrained and obedient by the prince's side, and did not dare to disobey too much.
This is the crown prince after all.
"You should stay in Xikang!" Zhu Cuququ said seriously: "This province has just been established not long ago, and we need a heavy general to take charge."
"Besides, as expected, the angel delivering the decree from the imperial court is probably already on his way. By then, you, the earl, may be promoted to a noble."
"Wouldn't it be a pity that you weren't around then?"
"The general would rather not have this title..."
"Okay, General Zhu!" Zhu Cuqu shook his head and smiled: "Relax, I will take at least 10,000 elite troops to Lhasa this time. Li Laiheng is already on his way back."
"When the time comes, no one will dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"
Zhu Jing carefully selected more than 10,000 elites, mostly cavalry, and pressed on 10,000 civilians and more than 1,000 grain carts, heading west in a mighty manner.
In the past, the war between Kang State and Weizang State reached the front line of Jiangdazong, which was only more than 400 miles away from Lhasa. Later, the two countries negotiated a peace and ceded the Guangda area north of Nyenchen Tanglha Mountain and east of Nyingchi.
As a result, Weizang lost almost 20,000 serfs and dozens of small and medium nobles.
So this journey has been smooth and smooth.
When we arrived at the Brahmaputra River, we finally met Li Laiheng.
The latter has a tall build, a thin face, and piercing eyes. A few small scars are faintly visible, and his thick breathing is quite impressive.
"General, Li Laiheng, please pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince!" Li Laiheng simply knelt on one knee and lowered his head to express his submission.
As he bowed down, dozens of generals behind him also bowed down.
Zhu Cunqu didn't care about this. He smiled and helped Li Laiheng up: "General Li's bravery, King Kang has already said all his words, but now it seems that he is worthy of his reputation."
As soon as these words came out, all the generals breathed a sigh of relief.
The atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
When the group arrived at the city, the two large gates were all taken over by the Ming army without any delay.
This made Zhu Cunqu very satisfied. He looked at the generals and asked with a smile: "Why don't you see General Tian (Tian Jianxiu), General Yuan (Yuan Zongdi), General Liu (Liu Fangliang) and other subordinates?"
"Your Highness, they brought troops and horses to clear out the remaining bandits for the imperial court."
Li Laiheng said seriously: "Bhutan, Sikkim and other countries are integrated with the plateau, and some local nobles are stubborn, so we need manpower to clean up these people..."
"Oh!" Zhu Cuqu said with a sudden look on his face, "Serving the country is worth bragging about."
"Don't worry, as long as you make meritorious deeds, you will inevitably get a knighthood."
"General Li, as I expected, after the general returns to the court, the court will grant you the title of Marquis of Gongchang. This is a world title, and there is not much in the entire Ming Dynasty."
A marquis.
This surprised Li Laiheng.
Although he clearly knows that this is buying a horse with a lot of money, he can't resist the beauty of the title!
Once he is canonized by the imperial court, he can walk openly and openly on the land of Ming Dynasty, and even return to his hometown to honor his ancestors!
For the Han people who value the return of fallen leaves to their roots, this is something worth boasting about.
The atmosphere is becoming increasingly lively.
No one doubted that the prince would lie to others, because the gain outweighed the loss.
Facing the soldiers, Zhu Cunqu brought 100,000 silver coins and distributed them to the soldiers one by one. His thanks went straight to the sky.
In Kang State, the officers owned the land they plundered and belonged to the landlord class, while the soldiers divided the land and belonged to the peasants.
At the same time, they must carry their own weapons and join the army to fulfill their obligations, thereby allowing Kang State to reduce expenses.
Salaries are very rare, and they haven't been around since the beginning of the army.
A few silver coins are a huge windfall for them, how can they not be happy?
After many days of drinking in Linzhi City, Li Laiheng returned with more than 10,000 troops and horses, an upright and cheerful man.
Zhu Cunqu turned a blind eye to the generals' large and small bags of loot.
But this made the Ming army jealous, and they couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, all their belongings have been transported to Xikang, isn't it true that all they have left for us is soil?"
"Anyone who has a heart will naturally know the consequences." Zhu Cunqu said casually: "I will definitely keep some of it."
"Besides, they defeated Weizang, which is what they deserve."
After saying this, Zhu Cunqu led the army and set off from Linzhi and arrived in Lhasa.
At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed and time has come to September.
It seems that winter has arrived on the plateau. The temperature difference between morning and evening is so great that it can freeze someone to death.
Naturally, Zhu Cunqu, on behalf of the imperial court, tried to win over everyone in the Wei Zang Kingdom.
Li Laiheng and others became evil people, so he naturally blushed.
After making a wish, the group of people was packed up and headed to Beijing.
Now, the great Xizang was left to write.
"Your Highness, this is the Xia Zha family nearby. They are famous in history. They made great speeches during the Tubo period. Now they have more than a dozen large estates near the river valley, owning hundreds of thousands of acres of land."
"There are also more than ten thousand serfs..."
Looking at the manor in front of me, although it is very simple compared to the mainland, the stone buildings are very stable at first glance, easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Zhu Cunqu saw the manor and the nobles who greeted him.
There were three types of people appearing in front of him.
One is an aristocrat, dressed gorgeously, wearing various pearls and gems, with fairer skin. Although there is some blush, it is not serious.
Both men and women are taller and more proportionate.
And the other one is the servant who holds his head high.
Relying on the power of their masters, they own their own land, their clothes are neatly dressed, and their faces show a submissive posture.
And at the end, there were serfs kneeling in formation.
The mutilated serfs with dark faces, sores from the cold, or whose arms, legs, or noses and eyes were cut off, were almost crawling on the ground. There should not be the slightest disrespect.
Even though the ground was full of sharp gravel, they had been cut to pieces bleeding.