Jia Cong is impatient, and Liu Xiaoqi is also very curious. The two discussed that although they didn't know what was in the temple, at least they could dig out a lot of dirty information about the emperor's family, and spreading it to other countries would also be an excellent public opinion weapon. Nothing happened.
He hesitated, so he ran to Yang's house that night, dug up Yang Song, the captain of the Armed Police Brigade, from the kang, went to the newly established Armed Police School, ordered 2,000 trainees to perform temporary night exercises, and went straight to Wanshou Temple.
Oil street lamps have been erected on both sides of the main road in the capital. The light is dim and the night market has not yet ended. A group of people and horses are passing through the city. The soldiers are all wearing camouflage uniforms. The people visiting the night market are curious, looking around and making random guesses. The bright moon hangs high in the sky.
Although it was not as round as a jade plate like it was on the 15th, it was still bright and cute. Suddenly, the team leader led the students to sing "Young Aspirations Don't Tell the Sorrows", and Jia Cong felt a strange sense of time and space being confused.
The temple is a solemn place. The snow has not yet melted, and it is even solemn under the moon. Yang Song directed the students to set up controls around the Wanshou Temple, and the main and small gates were blocked. Such a big movement had already alarmed the monks in the temple.
Two monks walked out of the Temple of the Heavenly King carrying clear oil lamps with glass covers. They saw Jia Cong, Liu Xiaoqi and two people leading their soldiers through the mountain gate. The four of them stood face to face at the door of the temple. The monks put their hands together and saluted, and the two of them
requite.
One of the monks recognized Jia Cong and said, "Donor Zhou came here on the Lantern Festival."
Jia Cong nodded: "That's right. Come tonight because I have something to ask you to see Master Chen."
Another monk said: "If it is to meet the abbot, why did you lead the troops here?"
Jia Cong said: "Since ancient times, soldiers have been unreasonable. The purpose of leading soldiers is to tell the host that Wansheng may not be able to reason with your temple, and our status is unfair."
The two monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, but their faces were calm. They turned around and led them to the abbot's courtyard. Yang Song and the armed police trainees stayed outside.
Master Liaochen was sitting peacefully in the abbot's room. He heard the news from the two monks and ordered the guests to come into the room. Then he put his hands together and saluted, and invited them to sit down. Liu Xiaoqi sat down first.
Jia Cong stood and bowed to the old monk and said, "Master, I'm sorry for disturbing you at night."
Liao Chen didn't dare to sit down, so he stood and said, "The regent led troops to surround the temple all night. What's the reason?"
Jia Cong nodded: "Yes. I would like to know what other functions the Wanshou Temple has besides being a monk temple and a royal health hall. Don't say no. Master Liao Yuan can casually guess my identity.
You know, you are very concerned about the situation in the court and what the important officials in the court look like."
Liao Chen recited the Buddha's words: "It's true. It's just not convenient to tell the regent."
Jia Cong faked a smile and said, "It's really not possible? How about we stop discussing it? I still prefer to solve the problem in a civilized way. If the master really wants to force me to repair the Wanshou Temple, I can only obey."
Lie Chen said: "The small temple is outside the area, why should the regent..."
Jia Cong interrupted: "There are many temples and nunneries in the world outside the country, and your temple is definitely not among them. Master, no place can be completely independent from the political power. Xiao Wang can give religious places relative freedom, but it is only relative.
.Excuses are easy to come up with. After hearing the law, most of the dignitaries in the capital have been favored. Even sitting here is something you, the Situ family, have decided for themselves."
Lie Chen clasped his hands together and said: "The matter of hearing the Dharma is the order of King Yan, and the small temple has no choice but to do so."
"You can have no choice but to do it again." Jia Cong said, "Since the master doesn't want to say it, let's do this. The Tianqi Temple outside the West City Gate is quite big. I invite all the masters to go there tonight. I will clean up the Wanshou Temple.
Repair it and turn it into a museum or something in the future.”
Liu Xiaoqi said: "Farewell! There are many monks and Taoist priests living in Tianqi Temple. Since we have to clean up overnight, we should send them to the Penal Department Prison for temporary detention. It is said that it is because the cuckold case of Monk Wenfa was discovered.
As for the details, I don’t know how many of these monks are clean and how many have slept with nobles in the capital. I have to take them all for the time being. After a few months, this matter will be found out, and the clean ones will be sent to Tianqi Temple.
Those who want to be monks will continue to be monks, and those who want to return to secular life will return to secular life."
Liao Chen was furious and shouted: "How outrageous!"
Jia Cong shrugged: "The one-day tour of the Forbidden City has been a big deal for a year or two, what kind of arrogance is this? Besides, no matter how barbaric we are, can we compare to the late emperor? The innocent soul of Concubine Wu will definitely not agree."
Luochen Haoxuan stumbled and fell to the ground. For a long time, he pointed at Jia Cong and was speechless. Liu Xiaoqi said kindly: "We guessed it."
Jia Cong continued: "It's actually quite easy to guess. Besides, there's nothing strange about this matter. It can be found everywhere at home and abroad in ancient and modern times. Don't be surprised, master. You must be someone who has read history books. From the Spring and Autumn Period, Wei Xuan Gong Chu
Didn't Prince Ping steal his daughter-in-law? During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, there was an emperor who slept with his daughter-in-law. I have forgotten what his name was. The most famous one should be Yang Guifei. Wow, Yang Guifei and Wu Guifei, the title of imperial concubine is really great.
It is not very auspicious. There are many overseas, and even more among the people. Adultery has been around since the beginning of human society, and it will not disappear until the extinction of human beings. Really, it is common. If for this reason, people are not allowed to hear that Master Kong has returned to secular life, little
Wang felt it was too baffling."
Liao Chen looked at the two of them for half a day and said, "If you hear that empty space is unclean, you should practice Buddhism secretly to atone for your sins."
"Fart!" Jia Cong snapped. Liu Xiaoqi immediately smiled and folded his arms to watch. Jia Cong said with a sullen face, "Isn't Wen Kong the most innocent? Those two gave birth to him and asked him if he agreed.
?The sin is clearly the late emperor's alone. The baby was reborn cleanly into the world, and he has nothing to do with the faults of his father's generation."
Liu Xiaoqi shut up when he heard that he only said these few words. She frowned and was not satisfied, and said afterward: "Because, their monks think it is a sin to remove ashes. Since it is a sin, they have to find someone to do it.
Punished for being angry. People like them clearly know who is at fault, but because they dare not ask the rightful owner of the crime, they can only express their anger on innocent babies, openly bullying good and fearing evil."
Jia Cong hurriedly said: "That's right. Both the baby and Concubine Wu are victims, but the master once again spreads the blame that should be assigned to the perpetrators on the victims. It is really a bit shameless."
Liao Chen had no words to answer, so he had to put his hands together. After a long while, he said, "It is detrimental to the majesty of the Heavenly Family."
Jia Cong immediately said: "How does it harm the majesty of the Tian family? Wen Kong is an abandoned baby who does not know his parents. If he returns to secular life, he will probably be named Wen simply, or he will be named Wan from Wanshou Chan Temple. An ordinary little monk, with
What does the Tian family do?" Liao Chen still shook his head.
Liu Xiaoqi said: "Master, there is no need to worry about the majesty of the Heavenly Family. The majesty of the Heavenly Family has disappeared since the Empress Dowager sold her title."
Liao Chen said calmly: "The matter of selling the title was proposed by the regent."
"Oh!" Jia Cong stroked his hands, "You even know this! But I just suggested it, and it is up to the Empress Dowager to accept it. At that time, my Grand Master Yiseng Master was still there. He was opposed to it. Then he
He must have been killed." Jia Cong bared his teeth and said, "Master Liaochen must have objected too. It's just that the objection is ineffective. Well, judging from this section, your power is limited. And your intelligence is also limited. Otherwise
, you can think of another way to get the money for the Forbidden City for the Empress Dowager, then there is no need to sell your title."
Liao Chen was speechless. Jia Cong said with a smile: "Xiao Wang would like to ask whether all the abandoned babies in your temple are allowed to return to secular life, or only Wen Kong is not allowed to return to secular life."
Liao Chen said: "Wen Kong's life experience is different from others."
Jia Cong said "hmm" and said, "So if other people want to return to secular life, it's okay?" Liao Chen hesitated for a long time and nodded. Jia Cong said, "I understand. You still need to Wen Kong. Or use him
The young man is very good-looking, or he is using his talent and learning. I heard that this man is good at writing poems and is still studying medicine. He has other uses. Therefore, the master is unwilling to let him go free." He turned back to the person in front of him.
The soldier who followed him a few days ago said, "You know Master Wenkong's yard? Come and catch the sheep."
The soldier agreed and led a few people away. Liu Xiaoqi burst into laughter, pointed at him and said: "You are a robber!" Jia Cong winked.
Liao Chen suddenly felt a sense of foreboding: "What does the regent want?"
Jia Cong smiled and said: "Master, didn't you listen? Let's catch the sheep!"
Catching sheep is a term used by the special battalion, which refers to pretending to be bandits and arresting people. Several soldiers left the abbot's courtyard, ran silently along the roadside like ghosts, and sneaked outside Wenkong courtyard in the blink of an eye. A soldier looked inside and saw the courtyard.
There was no one in the room, so he waved his hand. The brothers followed. They went inside and broke the window paper to take a look. Wen Kong, a young monk, was sitting in front of the case reading scriptures. There was no one else in the room. The leading soldier smiled and smiled.
A gesture.
There was a "dong" sound, and someone kicked open the door. Wen Kong hurriedly turned around to look, but no one was there. Then he put down his clothes and stood up, asking: "Who is it?" while walking towards the door.
.This child really has no common sense. He stepped out of the threshold ignorantly and saw silence everywhere except for the clear moon in the court. He murmured, "Weird..." Before he could finish his words, an arm struck him from behind.
The back of Kong's head. Hearing Kong's "Ouch", he fell forward. He was falling in mid-air, and his forehead was about to pounce towards the green bricks on the ground. As he said it, a gray linen bag slanted down from top to bottom.
He came over and firmly wrapped Wen Kong's head. The mouth of the bag was immediately tied, and Wen Kong's eyesight went dark. He opened his mouth to shout, but was hit on the back of his head again, and he fainted immediately.
The soldiers untied the sack again, first blocked his mouth, then blindfolded his eyes, tied his hands and feet, and finally put it into another sack and carried it away. The poor and graceful poet monk suddenly turned into a sackcloth bundle.
Jia Cong was still arguing with Master Liao Chen when he heard that the soldiers had returned and asked with a smile: "Caught him?"
The soldier gave a military salute: "Report, the mission was successfully completed."
Jia Cong nodded: "Thank you for your hard work." Then he said to Chen Chen, "We took Wen Kong away."
Liao Chen was shocked: "Why did you arrest him?"
"Nothing." Jia Cong said, "Master Lao Heyuan will definitely not tell us why we don't let him return to secular life. Therefore, I plan to send him to a bandit's den to raise him for a few months and let him change into bandit clothes. He eats and lives with the bandits. Doesn't he know medical skills? He becomes a bandit doctor. When his hair grows out, he will try to recruit the bandits and recruit him together. Then send someone to issue him a good citizen household registration, and he will become a good citizen directly. He has become a good citizen. He originally wanted to return to secular life."
Liao Chen was stunned: "This! How can this not make sense!"
Jia Cong said aggrievedly: "How can you blame Xiao Wang! If Xiao Wang wants to know what will happen if Wen Kong returns to secular life, can't he just let him return to secular life first and see? Otherwise, what else can I do? How about Master help me think of one? ?" Liu Xiaoqi burst into laughter.
Liao Chen was a monk. He had never seen someone act so recklessly. He was so angry that his face was like gold paper and his hands and feet were trembling. After a long time, he sighed: "The way of heaven does not exist, and the gods and Buddhas are helpless."
Jia Cong spread his hands: "Okay, okay, it's obvious that Xiao Wang won't be able to trick the master tonight. So let's do this for now. First, please bear some hardships, masters, and move to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Wait until we investigate the Wanshou Temple. After keeping the secret, I will choose another temple for you if you still want to be a monk." He stood up, turned around and ordered, "Go outside the temple and ask Captain Yang to lead his people in, and ask him to arrest all the monks in the temple. It doesn't matter if the monk complains of injustice. Tell them that the officials of the Ministry of Punishment will clear the righteous monks, but they will never let go of a lewd monk. Then send someone to the Wucheng Military and Horse Department. Mr. Zhao Cheng has already gone to the office at this moment, and tells him to go back and work overtime. Let them prepare notices and be sure to post them all over the capital tomorrow morning - many monks at Wanshou Temple have had affairs with good women, and the government is investigating the matter in detail. The temple is temporarily sealed." The two soldiers agreed, Turn around and leave.
Liao Chen shouted: "Stop!" The two soldiers seemed not to have heard. Liao Chen sighed, looked at Jia Cong and said, "Let them come back. Xiaosi has never done anything detrimental to the regent."
Jia Cong blinked: "You said."
"Please invite the two donors back first."
Jia Cong then called the two of them to come back temporarily. Liao Chen picked up the varnished glass lamp on the desk and stood up to go out. Jia Cong and others followed behind and walked all the way to the Sutra Library. Wanshou Temple is a large temple and has a Sutra Library. Jiji. Liao Chen led them upstairs, passed through several rooms full of bookshelves, and finally turned the switch in front of a large bookshelf. There was only a "creak" sound, and the bookshelf slid open from the middle. A door was revealed. Inside was a large room with bookshelves on all four walls and many glass oil lamps burning, making it as bright as day. There were four treasures of the study on the desk, and more than a dozen monks were writing at the desk.
Liao Chen said: "Our temple has a secret order from Grand Ancestor Taizu to compile another history book of this dynasty."
Jia Cong looked inside and said, "In addition to the imperial historians compiling history books, do the masters compile another history book?"
Liao Chen said: "Taizu said: Since the Tang Dynasty, historians have listened to the emperor's orders to compile history. There are few unscrupulous people after me. If they do some unjust things, they will order the historians to cover it up, or they will frame them falsely." "Others, history serves as a lesson for future generations, and we should not make nonsense like writing an article. So we ordered the monks of this temple to compile another history. We must not tell lies, cover up scandals for others, or frame innocent people."
Jia Cong nodded: "Grandfather Taizu is a far-sighted person. So... have you written about the late emperor's removal of ashes?"
"I've written it," Liao Chen said, "The late emperor is not...it was just that the Supreme Emperor was a little unruly at that time, so I just punished him."
Jia Cong laughed and said: "He wanted to punish his own son, but he opened an operation on an innocent woman. He is really incompetent." He then asked, "Did the late emperor dig up his father's imperial mausoleum and steal the things buried with him? Did he write that?
"
"Written."
"You know so much. How did Grand Ancestor deceive the Maitreya Cult of the Heavenly Master?"
Liao Chen was surprised: "Your Majesty even knows this. Grandpa Taizu personally told Xiao Si to write this matter."
Jia Cong gave a thumbs up: "Grandpa Taizu is a good man. No wonder he was able to found the country. I respect him as a man."