Can you live forever

Chapter 282

Shenglong Mansion, Zhenguo Temple.

Since the rebels broke through Xuanhua, the whole of Thang Long has become panicked. As the capital, the city has a population of 60, and less than one-third of the agricultural population.

Farmers have benefited from the equalization of land in Annan, but the urban population has not only not benefited, but has also been affected.

Losing the driving force of the rich and powerful to the economy, the trade volume in Thang Long Mansion dropped sharply, and the life of the residents who depended on industry and commerce for their livelihood was seriously damaged.

The people in Shenglongfu City don't care whether you are right or wrong in sharing the land.

They only knew that because of the Ming army and because of Li Weining, everything was messed up.

Vaguely, public grievances boiled.

Master Yihui, the abbot of Zhenguo Temple, listened to the complaints of the believers and comforted them with a smile, telling them that the difficulties are only temporary, everything will pass, and the Lord Buddha will bless you.

It has to be said that his tone of voice was well-balanced, which made the believers feel at ease.

The abbot said a lot. Thinking about it carefully, he didn't remember what the abbot said, but it didn't matter. Anyway, the abbot was blessing them. When they made offerings to the Lord Buddha, the Lord Buddha would definitely save them.

The more difficult the day is, the more difficult life is, but the believers put more and more money into the merit box.

The abbot looked at everything with a smile, just like Maitreya Buddha. Although he would count things afterwards, his habit over the years made him like to estimate the money everyone put in.

Five taels, eight taels, only thirty Wen?gold?good!

This... a bank note?
After the believers had donated their money and left, the abbot stepped forward to open the merit box and found the piece of paper that he was wondering about just now, but it turned out that it was not a bank note at all!

The abbot's face darkened, and he wanted to see which believer dared to be so presumptuous!
Picking up the paper, I was about to read the written content, but as soon as I glanced at it, I put the paper in my sleeve with a dignified look, and said to the monk at the door: "I will not accept offerings today, let the believers go back."

"Here."

The monks began to drive away the believers, but the believers were reluctant to leave and begged bitterly.

The abbot hurried to the Liuhe Pagoda, and seeing that there was indeed someone on the pagoda, he asked aloud, "Who are you?"

"Hou Li Dynasty Duke Yi, Zheng Jian."

A young scholar dressed in white stood proudly and reported out of the house. The abbot thought for a while before asking in doubt: "The Zheng family in Qinghua Prefecture?"

"Exactly."

Although Li Weining, the emperor of the Later Li Dynasty, was supported by Ruan Gan, the most powerful in their regime was the Zheng family. The Duke of the county has this title because he is Ruan Gan's son-in-law.

A duke in exile is not worth much.

The point is the foundation of the Zheng family. Li Pi led troops to support Li Weining at the beginning because the Zheng family was behind the push. Li Pi saw that the later Li Dynasty could still rely on the southern region, and there was hope for a comeback.

Zheng Jian is Ruan Gan's son-in-law and the future head of the Zheng family.

The bearing is noble, no small matter.

The abbot didn't dare to underestimate him, so he asked earnestly, "Mr. Zheng said in his letter that he wanted to see the Patriarch Wanxing. I don't know where he got the news? Hasn't the Patriarch been sitting for hundreds of years?"

Zheng Jian smiled lightly and said, "Since you've already sat down, why are you so nervous to see me?"

"Do not worry."

"I got news from Nanjing and came to see you."

Hearing about Nanjing, the abbot immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He had actually been waiting for news from Nanjing these days, but no envoy had arrived for a long time. Now that Zheng Jian has arrived, it is all right.

The abbot knew that Nanjing was supporting the rebels, but he didn't expect Zheng Jian's identity to be problematic.

Immediately took Zheng Jian into the underground palace of Liuhe Pagoda.

"I never thought there would be such a world under the tower."

The underground palace is very large, just like the mausoleums of the emperors of the Huaxia Dynasty, but the layout is more mysterious. Zheng Jian didn't dabble in metaphysics much, but he can also see that many of the layouts are exquisite.

Zheng Jian was also shocked when he found out that Wan Xing was still alive.

But after entering the underground palace, he understood, and he even doubted, is Wan Xing really still alive?
In the center of the underground palace, there is a pond full of mercury. In the center of the pond is a golden rosette. On the rosette is a skinny and emaciated old monk.

The abbot left after bringing Zheng Jian here.

But Zheng Jian immediately covered his nose and wanted to leave a little bit. Mercury is poisonous, and this pond of mercury made Zheng Jian very uncomfortable.

The old monk on the rosette slowly opened his eyes. Zheng Jian was attracted by those eyes all of a sudden, his mind was in a trance, and then he took a step back in shock. He saw a golden light emanating from his body, like smoke Convergence, actually became a dragon...

Zheng Jian was naturally intelligent, and he guessed the reason immediately.

"I...have dragon energy?"

He couldn't help being ecstatic, he didn't even care about the toxicity of mercury that might volatilize into the air, and Wan Xing's voice like sand rubbing slowly sounded: "Mo's replaces Hou Li, you replace Mo's."

"There are 200 years of national fortune."

When Zheng Jian heard about the 200-year national fortune, he immediately wanted to shout out excitedly. However, the old monk's next sentence directly poured a basin of cold water on him, and the dragon slowly dissipated. He said: "If there is no Zhang Zhixiang, it should be so .”

However, there is Zhang Zhixiang...

Zheng Jian is very clear that Da Ming's change of strategy towards Annan is because of Zhang Zhixiang, and from the facts, if Da Ming really realizes the equalization of land in Annan, then Annan will always be Da Ming's territory in the future, and there will be no more autonomy. , the possibility of self-reliance.

Then, where did he get the dragon spirit?
Zheng Jian took a deep breath and said, "If I want to put the future back on track, what should I do?"

Monk Wan Xing glanced at Zheng Jian indifferently, did not answer, and asked instead: "Because of the old monk, Nanjing allowed Annan to be independent. Why do you think it is?"

Zheng Jian thought for a while and said, "Based on two points."

"One."

"The patriarch is still alive, all the monks in Annan obey your orders, and all the people in Annan believe in Buddhism, which is the country of the Buddha. If you can order the monks, you are the real master of Annan."

"Second."

"Patriarch, your Dharma is boundless, and Nanjing fears you."

Wan Xing laughed in a low voice, the laughter was very terrifying, he laughed and said: "The Buddha Dharma is boundless? The Buddha Dharma is boundless, do I need to sit here, neither dead nor alive? what?"

"On the Azure Dragon Ranking, there are masters from generation to generation. Even if I am against the tenth place, what chance do I have of winning?"

"If you want to talk to the princes of Nanjing, even if your personal cultivation is as high as Zhang Sanfeng's, it's only three-point effective."

"Nanjing and I share law and order in the south, the root of which is in the hearts of the people."

"The people in Annan don't believe in Confucius, but Sakyamuni. This is the root cause."

"As for me, I just live a long time, have prestige, and be able to be that monk's head."

Zheng Jian was a little enlightened. He said: "But Zhang Zhixiang is changing people's hearts. He not only tells the people not to believe in Confucius, but also doesn't want them to believe in Buddha. He is trying to make the people... believe in themselves."

"He wants to shovel our roots!"

"But he can't succeed. The people have already complained. They don't support Zhang Zhixiang at all. They just want to restore everything to the way it was before the arrival of the Ming army."

"People's hearts are with me!"

(End of this chapter)