The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 770

"The poor monk sees His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The living Buddha entered the hall with two deputy envoys, and then bowed respectfully and kowtowed in front of Zhu Hongyu.

Then he knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, and performed a full set of salutes.

Different from western white skins, in China, theocracy cannot overwhelm the imperial power!

In other words, even the gods have to submit to the emperor, and the gods also need to be canonized by the emperor to be righteous gods, otherwise they are evil gods.

The meaning of the emperor is that it can determine the life and death of a religion!
Do you know about the three martial arts and one sect to exterminate Buddha?
Zhu Hongyu's current prestige and power are much stronger than those of the Three Martial Arts Schools.

Zhu Hongyu looked at the bald monk kneeling in front of him, and said.

"Be flat!"

"Give a seat!"

The living Buddha in this life is no longer young. He is over 50 years old, even in the Central Plains, he is already an old man.

What's more, he lived on the plateau where the living environment and medical conditions were not as good as the Central Plains since he was a child.

A 60-year-old looks like an 80-year-old octogenarian.

Facing such an octogenarian, Zhu Hongyu suspected that if he didn't give him a seat, he might not be able to stand at all.

The living Buddha sat down in front of the emperor, and then began to present mountains and rivers albums to the emperor, and the nobles on the plateau presented gifts to the emperor.

Various curios and cultural relics, as well as gold, silver and jewelry!
It seems that only a large number of gifts can show their respect to the emperor.

Zhu Hongyu looked at the gift list presented by the mission, with a smile on his face.

The plateau missions donated a lot of things, among which the priceless ones were innumerable. These so-called gifts alone are estimated to be worth millions of silver dollars.

For the wealthy Central Plains, millions of silver dollars are nothing.

But in the place on the plateau, everyone knows everything!
Barren and bitter cold, desolate and remote!
Especially in this little ice age, the Central Plains is sad, and the climate on the plateau will only be more difficult than that in the Central Plains.

A tribute of millions of silver dollars to the emperor in one breath is really not small for Gao Yuan.

At least, Zhu Hongyu is very satisfied with this.

The attitude of those nobles on the plateau is still respectful!

However, when Zhu Hongyu saw the last few lines of the gift list, his eyes shrank suddenly and his pupils trembled.

Human skin thangka, human skin drum, Gabala bowl, brow bone rosary...and a series of Tibetan Buddhist instruments.

Zhu Hongyu's originally smiling expression turned gloomy in an instant.

He admitted that he is not a soft-hearted person!
In the years since he raised the army, there are countless people who died directly or indirectly at his hands. It may not be an exaggeration to say that there are millions of people.

However, this kind of thing of using people to make magical instruments really touched his psychological bottom line.

People can't, at least shouldn't...

Although he knew that these magical instruments were a tradition of Tibetan Buddhism, it was not because those people on the plateau deliberately tried to scare Zhu Hongyu from him.

Even the nobles and monks on the plateau might be a little bit reluctant to present these magical artifacts to the emperor.

After all, in Zhu Hongyu's eyes, these are purely irritating things, but in their eyes they are really good things.

But Zhu Hongyu still felt a burst of physical discomfort.

Ma De, the good mood has been completely destroyed!

Hey!
Seeing the emperor's face on the dragon chair suddenly darkened, the Living Buddha was also worried.

Is there something wrong with the gift list?
Too little?What's the matter?

After all, that is the Son of Heaven!
"When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses, and the blood flowed away" the emperor!
Zhu Hongyu withdrew his gaze from the gift list, and then turned his gaze to the Living Buddha. The expression in his eyes was unusually cold.

With a click, the gift list was closed, and Zhu Hongyu slapped it directly on the table.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Hongyu sneered and said.

"The living Buddha should take the magical artifact made of human skin and human bone back to the plateau. I am not blessed to accept it!"

"Ha ha!"

"If I accept these magical artifacts, I'm afraid there will be ghosts who will come to entrust me with dreams at night, and let me, the emperor, uphold justice for them!"

When the Living Buddha heard this, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly realized what he had done wrong!
The magic weapon of human skin and human bone may be a rare good thing on the plateau!
But in the Central Plains, these things are taboo!

No Mingjun would collect such a magic weapon of human skin and bones!

Seeing the gloomy expression on the emperor's face as if he was about to kill someone, the Living Buddha couldn't sit still any longer, got up from the stool, knelt down in front of the emperor with a plop, and spoke.

"Report to Your Majesty, these magic tools are the magic tools practiced by my eminent Tantric monks, and they are rare treasures."

"The offering of the magic weapon this time is just that we and the Tantric monks want to bless His Majesty with good health, everything goes smoothly, and longevity is boundless. No offense is intended!"

"Your Majesty, please see clearly!"

"Your Majesty, please see clearly!"

The head knocked on the cold ground, and the sound of kowtowing was very loud.

It can be seen that the living Buddha has used great efforts.

It's not just trying to fool Zhu Hongyu.

Seeing this scene, all the Ming officials who were glaring at the Living Buddha also restrained their expressions.

Zhu Hongyu is not the only one who feels physical discomfort from these human skin and human bones!

These Ming officials are the same!

Seeing the respectful attitude of the Living Buddha, the expression on Zhu Hongyu's face gradually turned soft, and the cold killing intent melted like ice melted into snow.

Zhu Hongyu snorted coldly.

"Those who don't know are not guilty!"

"But these so-called treasures, the Living Buddha should bring them back to the plateau!"

"I can't see these bloody magic weapons!"

"In the future, it's better not to make such instruments, what does the Living Buddha think?"

Zhu Hongyu's gaze lingered on the living Buddha, as if to say, if you dare to say anything, today I will make you a magic weapon of human skin and human bones!

The living Buddha heard the words, bowed down and said.

"The poor monk obeys the order!"

No matter what the emperor said now, if he followed the emperor's words and agreed in one voice, there would definitely be nothing wrong.

As for whether it will be a magic weapon of human skin and human bones in the future...

Of course it's business as usual!

In the city of Nanjing, it is natural that the emperor does what he says.

But when he returned to the plateau, could the emperor still manage the plateau?

Seeing this, Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly and said.

"Well, that's it!"

"Retreat!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Hongyu walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, including the Living Buddha, kowtowed in unison.

"Congratulations to my emperor!"

"..."

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The palace, the imperial garden!

After the court meeting, Zhu Hongyu met the living Buddha in the imperial garden and gave him a banquet.

Zhu Hongyu not only called the two princes Zheng Chenggong and Li Dingguo to accompany him, but also the hero Xungui who is currently in the court, basically all those in Beijing were dragged by Zhu Hongyu.

Apart from entertaining the Living Buddha, the banquet this time was more about Zhu Hongyu's desire to connect with the honorable ministers in the court.

One table for each person, except for the living Buddha, everyone's table is equipped with delicious food, wine, mountains and sea delicacies.

On the table in front of the Living Buddha, there were several plates of vegetarian dishes and a pot of fruit juice, without any oil or meat.

The living Buddha looked at the food on the table in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He really wanted to say that he is a Tantric monk, not a monk from the Han area, so he can drink and eat meat!

However, he dare not!

Because he suddenly thought that the food given to him at this banquet was all vegetarian, maybe the emperor did not neglect it, but did it on purpose.

The emperor may be expressing his position that he wants Tantric Buddhism to be domesticated like Buddhism in Han China!

Tsk, the heart of an emperor is unpredictable!

Terrible Terrible!
You must know that when Chinese Buddhism first started, it was not the image of the docile kitten it is now, it was also quite rebellious.

Even from a certain behavior point of view, it is not much better than the current Tantric monks.

However, in the continuous training of the emperors of the past dynasties in the Central Plains, the current Chinese Buddhism has become the shape of the Chinese.

Docile, obedient, do not cause trouble, do whatever the emperor says!
"As far as I know, monks in the Han region are not allowed to break the precept by drinking and eating meat. I wonder if monks on the plateau can?"

Zhu Hongyu picked up the wine glass and took a sip of rice wine, then asked.

Zhu Hongyu doesn't like to drink alcohol. Compared with feeling dizzy after drunk, he hopes to keep his head clear all the time.

If it's rice wine or glutinous rice wine, that's fine. He really can't drink spicy baijiu!

Hearing this, the Living Buddha sat in his seat and spoke.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the monks on the plateau focus on cultivation rather than observance of precepts, that's why there is no such saying."

Zhu Hongyu heard the words, but after slightly nodding his head, he spoke.

"is it?"

"But I think it's better for monks to keep the precepts."

Zhu Hongyu's words seemed to be chatting casually, but many people could hear the meaning of the words.

This is no longer a hint, but an explicit statement that he wants to reform Tantric Buddhism.

The living Buddha heard the words, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to refuse, he just responded.

"What Your Majesty said is true!"

Seeing this, Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly.

To be honest, Zhu Hongyu didn't care whether the monks drank alcohol or ate meat.

Even, he doesn't really care about the teachings of Tantric Buddhism!
All he cared about was the cruelty shown by the Tantric sect when making the magic weapon, which he could not accept.

Although the monks of Tantric Buddhism say it well, the materials for making the instruments are voluntary contributions from believers.

However, Zhu Hongyu said that I really believe in you!

What the hell are you slaughtering people like livestock?

After the killing, the human body must be skinned and boned, and used as raw materials like livestock. Who would be willing?
There are so many tantric instruments, there must be fanatics who voluntarily contributed, there is no doubt about this.

After all, even in the 21st century, there are fanatics fooled by religion, let alone this era when feudal superstition prevails.

But absolutely, ninety-nine percent of those magic tools were made by monks after the slaves were massacred. There is no doubt about this.

This is the most unacceptable point for Zhu Hongyu!
Halfway through the banquet, the living Buddha stood up again and said.

"Your Majesty, the poor monk has a matter, and I want to trouble your majesty to make decisions for the poor monk."

Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly and said.

"What's the matter? Living Buddha, please tell me. If I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

In this sentence, if it can be done is the point.

What Zhu Hongyu meant was that you can talk about something, but whether you agree or not depends on my mood.

If you are in a bad mood, you just can't do it!

The living Buddha's mouth twitched, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Zhu Hongyu's words, he spoke.

"Your Majesty, the matter is like this!"

"Recently, as the Ming Dynasty conscripted soldiers in Sichuan, Shu, Yungui, and on the plateaus close to Sichuan, Shu, Yungui, serfs frequently escaped the control of their masters and fled to Daming to join the army."

"However, Daming was very conniving at the behavior of these fugitive slaves, and Daming's connivance caused heavy losses to those people on the plateau who were loyal to Daming."

"I hope that Your Majesty can make decisions for me and the people of Ming Dynasty, and severely punish those fugitive slaves!"

The living Buddha bowed down in front of Zhu Hongyu.

To put it bluntly, solving the problem of escaped slaves on the plateau and protecting the interests of those nobles is the main purpose of the Living Buddha's visit to Nanjing this time.

After all, if it weren't for the support of those nobles, his so-called Living Buddha would be just a Tantric monk.

Can not get today's respect!
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, the originally gentle eyes disappeared, and then narrowed instantly.

Now Sichuan, Yunnan, and Guizhou are bordering on the plateau. The policy of the Ming army on the escaped slaves on the plateau, to put it bluntly, is actually what Zhu Hongyu meant.

Because Zhu Hongyu needs an army that is not affected by the plateau climate and can fight on the plateau.

Pave the way for the Ming Dynasty to completely turn the plateau into Han soil in the future!

After all, empty talk and white teeth can't conquer the world!
If you want Gao Yuan to truly and completely submit to Daming, if you want the reincarnation of the living Buddha from now on to be approved by Da Ming, you can't do without an army that can completely subdue the entire Gao Yuan.

What you need to know is that once the Han people went to the plateau, the unsuitability of the climate and environment, especially the lack of oxygen, would become the most important factor in reducing the number of troops.

It will even greatly affect the combat effectiveness of the Ming army!

If Zhu Hongyu didn't want such a thing to happen, the best way, besides letting the army go to the plateau for adaptive training in advance, is to recruit plateau Tibetans to join the army.

Therefore, it is impossible for the Living Buddha to want Zhu Hongyu to severely punish the escaped slaves!
Thinking of this, Zhu Hongyu said.

"Living Buddha needs to know that there are no slaves in Daming now!"

"I once promulgated a decree that the people of the country are not allowed to be slaves, and Tibetans are also my people."

"So, from a legal point of view, officials in Sichuan, Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou did nothing wrong."

"I can't tell you what you say!"

Hearing this, the living Buddha couldn't help but twitched his face, bowed down again, and couldn't help but speak.

"Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"The nobles on the plateau are the foundation of the plateau's stability and the foundation of Ming's rule over the plateau. Those serfs are actually not important. If Your Majesty cannot guarantee the interests of the nobles, there will be no stability on the plateau!"

These words of the living Buddha are almost no different from a blatant threat.

It was almost like pointing at Zhu Hongyu's nose and saying, either you recognize the interests of the nobles and promise to stand on the side of the nobles, and the nobles will guarantee Daming's nominal ownership of the plateau, and they will also recognize you as the emperor.

(End of this chapter)