Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king

Chapter 127 Don't monks tell lies?Snapped!Pick up your words!
outside the capital.

A beggar looked at the city gate and shed tears.

He was limping, as if he had fallen into a disability.

Staggering, walked into the city, through the bustling crowd, his tears could not stop streaming.

Seeing him like this, many people gave in one after another, thinking that he was mentally ill.

He walked to the gate of the palace and knelt in front of the Meridian Gate: "Chen, Wang Yue, you are back!"

When Zhu Qiyu heard that Wang Yue was back?

The secret performance Yu Qian gave him claimed that Wang Yue disappeared, why did he come back?

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Wang Yue, who had washed up, limped into the hall and knelt on the ground.

Wang Yue is a Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai. He is only 32 years old this year. He is in his prime, but now he looks like an old man with dark skin and weathered face.

"My humble minister Wang Yue, please be safe!" Wang Yue choked up.

"I'm safe."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were red: "Get up, what happened to your leg?"

Wang Yue looked at the crippled leg, and his tone was choked up: "The last time I was assassinated, I didn't have time to raise it, so I hurried to Shandong, and the result, the result..."

He couldn't go on.

"What happened? Tell me, I will make the decision for you!"

Zhu Qiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Yue, you were sent out by me. Who gave you anger? Who made you fall like this? Tell me, I will make the decision for you!"

Wang Yue choked up and spoke eloquently.

After he left Beijing, he entered Shandong with the Son of Heaven sword.

It was good at first, but after the local officials learned the purpose of Wang Yue's trip, they were lukewarm, prevaricated and excluded him in every way.

He didn't care and continued to gather evidence.

In the process, he was deceived into a farm, and then he was beaten with a sap and imprisoned.

He was imprisoned for nearly a month, and he was tortured in various ways.

During the torture process, I couldn't bear to read it suddenly.

After all the hard work, he found an opportunity, escaped, and returned to Beijing after all the hard work.

"Who imprisoned you?"

Zhu Qiyu asked him.

"Shandong chief envoy, Pei Lun!" Wang Yue gritted his teeth.

"Pei Lun?"

Zhu Qiyu was really impressed.

To welcome back the Empress Dowager, this Pei Lun played: Yingzong should not be imprisoned in Nangong, and it is advisable to lead a group of officials to meet at Yan'an Gate every month.

He even said: I secretly thought that the prince was dead, the son of Emperor Yingzong, that is, the son of His Majesty.

At that time, there was a turmoil in Yi Chu, and this Pei Lun was the emperor's ironclad.

"Is that Pei Lun who sings poems and composes at home every day, satirizing me?" Zhu Qiyu said in a strange tone.

He is Pei Lian's son, quite well-known.

"It's him!"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes darkened: "How are you sure it's his?"

"It's true that I have never seen anyone, but I know that Pei Lun used the Tianzi Sword that His Majesty bestowed on me!" Wang Yue resolutely said.

"Dare he?" Zhu Qiyu looked angry.

"Censor Zhang Peng, he was the one who killed him with the Son of Heaven sword!"

Wang Yue asked for his tattered clothes to be taken out. There was a pocket sewn into the obscene clothes, and inside was a blood book in Zhang Peng's handwriting.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at him.

"I dare not imitate it, Your Majesty can check it!"

Wang Yue said in horror: "Your Majesty, think about it, the right deputy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, how could he die? Shandong is the land of the Ming Dynasty, who would dare to make a mistake?"

The blood book is written in secret.

Before Zhang Peng died, all he wanted was to send his secret performance to the capital.

"It seems that Shandong is completely rotten."

Zhu Qiyu said: "I sent Lin Cong first, and Yu Qian later, to plow the officialdom in Shandong. It won't take long. All the officials in Shandong will be arrested and brought back to Beijing. Then the truth will be revealed."

"Your Majesty is wise!" Wang Yue burst into tears.

He was born with a golden key in his mouth. His great-grandfather, Wang Xiandao, was conferred the title of Uncle Wei Ning.

He did not inherit the title, passed the Jinshi examination, followed a magnanimous official career, and because of his outstanding ability, he was valued by the emperor.

As a result, encountered such a big twists and turns.

Zhu Qiyu helped him up: "Wang Yue, you are a Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai, and you are someone I value. You have the potential to become a famous official of a generation, and you have the ability to become a famous general!"

"This time I was reckless and sent you to Shandong in a hurry. I am sorry for you."

"Heaven will send a great task to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first suffer from their minds, exhaust their bodies and skin, and empty their bodies."

"You are the young man I value most!"

"Your leg, you can treat it if you can, and it's okay if you can't. You don't have to care about the eyes of the world!"

"I'll tell you directly, the Minister of the Ministry of War, the chief minister of the cabinet, you can do it in the future! Even if you want to be a minister, with your ability, you can be promoted to the Duke of the State!"

"I want you to be the Duke of Wei Ning. After you become Wei Ning, you will be the Duke of Wei in the future. How about it?"

"Wang Yue, I don't want one setback to defeat you!"

"Your body is disabled and your mind is strong. This leg of yours was disabled for Daming, and it was disabled for me. I will remember it in my heart."

These words made Wang Yue cry and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Listen to me, don't think so much."

Zhu Qiyu helped him up: "Wang Yue, cheer up, you are the young man I value most!"

When Wang Yue came out of the palace, the imperial physician treated his leg.

He also knew that the chances of being cured were slim.

When he got home, he locked himself in the study, and when his tears dried up, he sat on a chair in a daze.

Then, he set his manuscript on fire.

"Officer, what are you going to do!" His official wife, Sun Shi, ran in and snatched the manuscript from him.

Sun was born in a scholarly family, admired Wang Yue's poetic talent, and often talked about poetry and Fu with him, and the husband and wife respected each other as guests.

"It's useless." Wang Yue grabbed it and threw it into the fire barrel.

"Officer, you just have a bad leg, why are you useless? Your Majesty values ​​you so much, how can you be so helpless?"

Sun hugged him and wept bitterly.

His two sons and two daughters were standing outside the house, and they cried after seeing this scene.

The father in their memory was full of vigor, just like their grandfather and great-grandfather, he was the mainstay of the dynasty.

"It is precisely because His Majesty values ​​it that we don't want these flashy and flashy poems."

Wang Yue wiped away his tears: "I used to be self-righteous, but now I know that these are all false and useless."

"Why is it useless? Officer, when your father-in-law was here, you said that you can chase after Li Du with poetry, like a long rainbow stretching across the sky, with brilliance, why do you make yourself so miserable?"

Sun wanted to save those poems, but the paper that fell into the brazier burned to ashes in an instant.

She sat on the ground and howled.

But Wang Yue didn't look at it and continued to burn.

What he burns is his past, the past him, with fresh clothes and angry horses, and blazing flowers.

After being imprisoned for more than a month, he saw clearly that it was all empty.

Burned, passed.

In the future...he doesn't know how to face the strange eyes of the world.

……

The news of Wang Yue's burning poems spread to the palace.

Zhu Qiyu sighed quietly: "With Wang Yue's talents, if he is a famous general, he is not weaker than Qian; if he is a famous minister, he is comparable to Yang Shiqi; if he is a literati, he can be the leader."

"However, it was I who harmed him."

"Destroy all his glory!"

"Feng Xiao, you go out of the palace in person, comfort him, and tell him that if you want to be a prince, you can be a prince of Weining. .”

Zhu Qiyu sighed.

"The slaves obey the orders!"

Feng Xiao said cautiously: "My lord, Mr. Yuan has arrived."

"Xuan come in."

Soon, Yuan Jie came in and knelt on the ground to salute.

"Yuan Jie, I'll get straight to the point with you, and I won't say those polite words."

"I want to send you to supervise Hetao."

Zhu Qiyu said: "I know, you have just been sent to the center from the local area, and you have just been familiar with the government affairs of the central center, and you are going to the local area again, which makes you very busy."

"However, there is really no one in the court to send."

"I'm not afraid of hard work, I'm willing to go!" Yuan Jie knelt on the ground.

Yuan Jie is a smart man who is good at governing the place.

Knowing that the emperor's words have reached this point, he must do it, and he is also willing to go to the place.

"Get up and give me your seat."

Zhu Qiyu said: "Hetao is a newcomer to Daming, but it is a blank sheet of paper, which can be drawn by the center at will."

"I have ordered the Shanxi chief envoy to select a group of homeless men and immigrate to Hetao."

"These people immigrated to Hetao, do you know what to do first?"

Yuan Jie thought for a while, and immediately said: "Divide the land and marry a wife, and settle down."

"Yes."

Zhu Qiyu nodded: "I have sent Gansu Town and Ningxia Town to serve as the lairs of the Seven Guards in Guanxi. The looted women will be given to them as wives."

"It's not enough, you have to think of a way. With a wife and land, they can put their roots on the river loop."

"But these women are given priority to the soldiers of the Beijing camp. If they are willing to settle down in Hetao, they will stay in Hetao as soldiers."

"Hetao is a blank slate, and herdsmen don't know how to manage it."

"You have gone to build a city, a defense line, close the city, build water conservancy, protect water and soil, control the Yellow River, and manage the Hetao. Your name will be engraved in the history books and will last forever!"

"Governing the Hetao is even more difficult. I know it well, and I won't set a time limit for you. Take your time."

"Whatever you want, the center can satisfy, and give you as much as possible."

"Within ten years, Hetao will be tax-free, and I will spend money in it, but in this ten years, I want to see results, Yuan Jie, can you do it?"

Zhu Qiyu looked at him.

"This humble minister will live up to His Majesty's high expectations!" Yuan Jie kowtowed.

The benefits given to him by the emperor are enough.

He is also good at governing the place and has great confidence in himself.

What really reassures him is the emperor. The emperor is not good in every way, but one thing is the best. As long as the things promised, he will never point fingers and completely delegate power.

The emperor set ten years for him, Yuan Jie has this confidence!
"it is good!"

"Yuan Jie, I will hand over Hetao to you! You will be the chief envoy of Hetao, let Zhang Wenzhi and Lin Wen be your deputy, and select a group of people from the Imperial Academy to fill the vacancy."

"Fan Guang is not easy to get along with, so you should take it easy. If you encounter difficulties, give me a secret report. If I can help, I will help you." Zhu Qiyu repeatedly urged.

Lin Wen was a Tanhualang in the fifth year of Xuande, participated in the compilation of "Huanyu Tongzhi", and often went to the inner school to give lectures to eunuchs, with profound knowledge.

Zhang Wenzhi is the right counselor of the chief secretary, who belongs to Wang Fu.

He hasn't figured out who the eunuch will send.

It is easy to recover the Hetao, but it is even more difficult to control the Hetao.

Send Yuan Jie away.

Zhu Qiyu sighed, sitting in the center, ordering the world, with thousands of threads, it seems simple, but it is actually very difficult.

"Feng Xiao..."

"My lord, Eunuch Feng has left the palace to go to Mr. Wang's house." Gu Youzhi said cautiously.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at him: "How many times has the feudal lord been to the capital?"

"Go back to the emperor, none of them came."

"It's already April? It's the Dragon Boat Festival, why is no one here?"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were sharp: "Decree, reprimand the kings of the world and stop giving out Zonglu!"

"Slaves obey the decree!" Gu Youzhi went to deliver the decree.

"return!"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes turned cold: "Go yourself, take Wang Yi and Shi Jing's eldest son to the street, and beat him with thirty lashes!"

"If you can't do a little thing well, what kind of son-in-law!"

"The secret decree is to tell Wang Yi and Shi Jing that if you can't do something well, don't come back, pick a place, and bury yourself."

Gu Youzhi knelt on the ground in fright.

The emperor's prestige is getting more and more serious, and as a person around him, he has to be careful in serving him.

……

Patrol camp.

Cao Jixiang was furious: "Last month, the number handed in was not enough! The emperor scolded Bendu for being a bloody sprinkler!"

"This month, is it getting less and less every day?"

"Don't all the temples in Beijing burn incense?"

Patrolling up and down the camp, their heads drooped and they dared not make a sound.

"Is it because someone's hands and feet were not clean and moved money that shouldn't be moved?"

Cao Jixiang's eyes were cold, and he glanced around for a week: "If you take it, stand up, and the governor will give you a chance to reform!"

"Bingdu, no one dares to reach out. Recently, there have indeed been fewer people burning incense." Liu Yu whispered.

Liu Yu is Cao Jixiang's domestic slave, with considerable physical strength, and was originally the commander of the capital in the Beijing camp.

Because Cao Jixiang was fired, he also ate melons and entered the patrol camp.

"Fewer? Why?" Cao Jixiang looked at him.

"The battalion supervisors have indeed decreased, and the bids are not clear." Cao Xuan helped to speak.

After Cao Jixiang escaped from death, he adopted Cao Xuan and his three nephews as heirs.After all, one Cao Qin died, and if another one died, wouldn't there be no one to take care of him?

"I don't know? What is the governor raising you for?"

Cao Jixiang's eyes were sharp: "Go and investigate, the governor will give you half a day. The governor must know why there are fewer people burning incense! Tomorrow, if the number of incense burners is not enough, the governor will take your heads to pay for it! Get out! roll!"

Swinging everyone away, Cao Jixiang turned pale.

At the end of last month, when he went to pay the silver taels, the emperor just glanced at him, which made his scalp tingle.

"Next month, if you can't pay, just pick a cemetery."

These are the words of the emperor.

Recently, I have been a little drifting, and I was woken up by a word from the emperor.

Every month, he paid 50 taels of silver to the internal funds. The first month was completed, and there was still a slight surplus. Last month, he paid 38 taels.

This month, he has to pay 62 taels.

The emperor gave him three big mansions, opened up the official mansion for the patrol camp after renovation, and listed it as a patrol camp.

Sitting in the most magnificent mansion in the capital, he was restless.

It was getting dark, and people came back one after another.

"Inspector, we found it."

Liu Yu hurried in, out of breath, and said, "It's true that there will be no incense burning, the temples in Beijing and China will unite, and we won't burn incense in the temples."

"What do you mean? Drink some water and speak slowly!" Cao Jixiang asked.

Liu Yu took a sip of water.

It is said that burning incense is only prohibited in Beijing, but not outside Beijing, so the temples in Beijing are united to burn incense outside Beijing.

A lot of pilgrims were provoked, and they went out of the city to burn incense.

So incense sales fell.

Snapped!
Cao Jixiang slapped the table: "What a guts! Who will take the lead?"

"When returning to the camp governor, it was led by the monks of Longfu Temple." Liu Yu replied.

Cao Jixiang put out the fire as soon as he heard about Fanseng.

The monk Lama was assassinated, and now even the emperor has a headache, how dare he touch the bad head again.

But this matter must be taken care of!
If he can't collect money, his head will have to move.

"Liu Yu, you bring people along and seal the temple in Quanshun Tianfu, and no one is allowed to burn incense!"

"Inspector, we don't have enough people."

"If you don't have enough, recruit. Isn't there money in the camp? Can't you recruit local ruffians?"

Cao Jixiang sneered: "Longfu Temple, let's go meet them in person!"

"Sign up and obey!"

Shuntian Mansion governs two counties, just send Liu Yu and Tang Xu there.

"Today is Shuntian Mansion, tomorrow is Beizhili!"

"Within one month, all the incense in Beizhili must be bought from the patrolling camp!"

"If the governor can't make up the money for this month, the governor will die, and you will all die!"

Cao Jixiang roared: "Let's go, gods block and kill gods! Buddhas block and kill Buddhas! The emperor's will, the king of heaven, I have to kneel! Do you understand?"

"Sign up and obey!"

The patrol battalion was dispatched.

Cao Jixiang took people to visit Longfu Temple.

The death of Lama Qianjia caused the emperor a headache, so he reported to Ussing, and many gifts were sent to the court.

Today, the group of fan monks in Longfu Temple has no leader.

It doesn't seem like it was done by a fan monk, but rather like the handwriting of a temple in Beijing.

After all, there are not many people who pay homage to fan monks, they are just savages, so there is no need for fan monks, because a little incense will touch the mold of the patrolling camp.

Most powerful in the capital is Chan Master Huijing, who pretends to be a monk.

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out!
"Chan Master Huijing, please come over."

Cao Jixiang asked someone to move a chair and sit in front of the Buddha.

In the past, he didn't dare to disrespect the Buddha at all, but now, his life is almost gone, so why do he believe in Buddha!If you want to believe it, you have to believe in the emperor!

Zen Master Huijing lost a lot of weight. Seeing Cao Jixiang, he gently advised: "Please don't be disrespectful to the Buddha, Eunuch Cao, please move."

"Oh." Cao Jixiang responded, but did not move.

Huijing suffered a loss, so she stopped persuading her and just kept reciting the Buddha's name, as if she was atoning for Cao Jixiang's sin.

"We're all old friends now, and Bendu will get straight to the point with you."

Cao Jixiang asked him, "Did you go outside Beijing to burn incense?"

"This……"

The corner of Huijing's mouth twitched: "The monks don't lie, the incense sold by the patrol camp is too expensive, and our temple can't afford it, so I did go outside Beijing to burn incense."

"Since the monks don't tell lies, then you told the governor that you were the one who prompted me to go out of the city to burn incense?" Cao Jixiang asked again.

Huijing shook her head.

Snapped!
Cao Jixiang raised his hand and slapped him on the face: "How dare you lie in front of the Buddha? Are you afraid of the Buddha's wrath?"

Hui Jing received a slap in the face, clasped her hands together, gritted her teeth and said, "The poor monk never lied."

"Who instigated that?" Cao Jixiang asked.

"The poor monk doesn't know... ah!"

Huijing screamed, and Cao Jixiang slapped him in the face again: "Didn't you say that monks don't tell lies? Why do you say you don't know? Who told you to go, don't you know?"

After being tortured by the patrol camp for so long, everyone in Longfu Temple saw Cao Jixiang, just like a mouse seeing a cat, dare not speak out.

After all, the last one who dared to fight with Cao Jixiang, the grass on the grave was several feet high.

"The Governor will give you one last chance to speak out." Cao Jixiang sat down slowly.

Huijing was wronged so much that she became an eminent monk and was slapped twice.

He can't practice well, and when Cao Jixiang slapped him on the left cheek, he should put his right cheek closer and let him slap him.

Huijing knew that she couldn't escape, so she pointed to the opposite temple.

"Say the name!"

"Damudin." Huijing said it out, even he looked down on himself, he had been chanting Buddha for half his life, and it was in vain.

"Go, catch it." Cao Jixiang turned to Shi Chong and said.

Shi Chong didn't care how bad the political influence caused by the death of Lama Qianjia was, if the camp governor asked him to do things, he would do things.

Bang!
Kicked open the door of the main hall, went in and arrested people.

A little lama stopped him, kicked him over, and then stepped on him and walked in.

Seeing Shi Chong trampling on the little lama, the gang of hooligans patrolling the camp all followed suit and trampled the little lama to death.

Soon, a lama named Damudin was arrested.

Caught in front of Cao Jixiang.

Shi Chong kicked him hard on the crook of the leg: "Kneel down!"

Damudin knelt on the ground, his face full of displeasure: "Eunuch Cao, I am a disciple of Master Qianjia. My name is Damudin. The person you are looking for is me."

He admitted it freely.

"You are calm, no one is forcing you?" Cao Jixiang wanted to direct the disaster to Huijing. After all, the lama is tricky, so he has to weigh it.

"No." Damudin's face remained unchanged.

At this moment, a young lama came and said that someone had been trampled to death.

When Cao Jixiang heard this, he suddenly looked at Shi Chong.

Shi Chong knelt on the ground, and he was also stunned. The little lama was too careless to step on it, and he died after stepping on it a few times?

Net trouble for our family!
Cao Jixiang panicked, and seeing Damudin's angry expression, he knew that he couldn't be kind.

"Eunuch Cao, you must give me an explanation!" Damudin looked up at Cao Jixiang.

"Master, put this aside for now."

"I will enter the palace right away and cry to His Majesty. The good people in my temple were killed by your people. This matter will not end!" Damudin is a deadhead.

Huijing laughed secretly, waiting to see Cao Jixiang's joke.

Snapped!
Cao Jixiang suddenly slapped Damudin in the face: "Are you still going to the palace? Crying? Who are you crying to? It's just a little lama! If you die, you die!"

"Explain the matter to Ben Du!"

"Why do you go to the temples of the whole city to burn incense outside the city?"

A slap in the face stunned Damudin.

Cao Jixiang dared to beat him?

Hui Jing, who was watching the excitement, was dumbfounded. Is Cao Jixiang crazy?
Suddenly, thinking that last time, Cao Jixiang even dared to kill Pijian, this time he won't kill again, right?

"Answer!" Cao Jixiang asked him.

"I have no contact, they all coincide with each other..."

Damuddin didn't finish his sentence, but got another slap in the mouth!
"Eunuch Cao, I am a lama master, how can you insult me ​​like this..."

Snapped!
Another slap, hard on his face.

Cao Jixiang said coldly: "You can say whatever I want you to say. If you talk nonsense, I will slit your lips and make you unable to keep your mouth shut for the rest of your life!"

Damuddin was frightened and dared not speak.

"Answer." Cao Jixiang asked.

"I do not know either!"

"It seems that you really don't want this broken mouth!"

Cao Jixiang asked Shi Chong to cut his lips open.

Damudin panicked and looked at Huijing, who hurriedly looked outside the temple, the sun was bright...but it was dark now.

Shi Chong was a fool, he pressed Damudin's head, the tip of the knife pressed against his upper lip, blood oozes out.

"Don't, don't!" Damudin didn't dare to move his mouth, and let out a whining sound.

"Are you afraid? Just say it, and the governor will let you live."

Cao Jixiang said quietly: "At that time, you can also go to the palace and cry, saying that the governor threatened you, tell the emperor! Let the emperor execute the governor!"

Damuddin didn't dare.

Everyone knows who sent the patrol camp.

The one who borrowed grain from the temple didn't return any of it.

Now, that person's status in the temple has plummeted, and after chanting sutras, he has to scold him a few times to feel happy.

Noisy!
Blood flowed out.

Shi Chong slit his upper lip, along the middle of the man, and slashed open.

"Ahhh!" Damudin screamed incessantly.

The more he screamed, the more he opened it up, revealing his big teeth, mixed with blood, looking hideous and terrifying.

Shi Chong actually laughed out loud.

"It's him! It's him!" Damudin yelled at Huijing, and couldn't help it, it hurt too much.

Cao Jixiang followed his fingers and looked at Huijing.

Huijing trembled all over and almost fell limply to the ground.

"Eunuch Cao, no, it's not Lao Na..."

Before Huijing finished speaking, Cao Jixiang grabbed his head and pushed him to kneel on the ground.

clap clap...

Slap his head hard.

"Why didn't you admit it before?" Cao Jixiang asked him, asking while clapping.

Huijing's brain was buzzing: "Poor, poor monks dare not speak."

"Didn't you say that monks don't tell lies?"

Cao Jixiang pointed to the Buddha statue: "This is in front of the Buddha, how dare you lie? Have all the scriptures you recited been read into the dog's belly?"

Huijing kept shaking her head.

"You old monk, you are full of nonsense, and you are talking nonsense in front of the Buddha. Look at me, you are a flower monk!"

Cao Jixiang said while patting his head: "Look at your big head? How did you grow so big?"

"Look at the people in Beijing, all of them are as thin as monkeys, how about you? Fat as a pig!"

"What did you eat to gain weight like this?"

"Meat?"

"Look, Ben Du, you can't tell the truth from your mouth."

Cao Jixiang pointed to a monk: "Come on, what do you think? Does he usually eat meat?"

The monk who was named knelt on the ground with a thud: "Master, no, no meat."

"Do you want to eat it? Or are you afraid to say it?" Cao Jixiang treated Huijing's head as a walnut plate and kept playing with it.

Huijing's head was covered with sweat, and Cao Jixiang did it.

He felt a little sick, wiped it off with his cassock, and continued to dish.

"Really, really don't eat." The monk said tremblingly.

"That's because you don't know. Come on, tell me, will he eat?" Cao Jixiang pointed to another monk.

The monk also said no to eating.

Cao Jixiang asked several monks one after another, but they all said they would not eat.

"Then why are you so fat? The governor also wants to gain weight, why can't you gain weight?" Cao Jixiang asked Huijing.

Huijing was also confused, what's the problem?

"This this……"

"Answer Ben Du." Cao Jixiang said in a cold tone, and continued to pat him on the head.

"He has a broad mind and a fat body. As long as Eunuch Cao relaxes his mind, he will naturally gain weight." Hui Jing said cautiously.

"The governor also wants to relax, but you don't allow it!"

Cao Jixiang slapped him hard on the head: "The governor has just collected the incense money for a few days, but he can't receive it. It's difficult for the governor. If he can't receive the money, how can he feel relieved?"

Huijing was about to cry.

If you can't receive the money, what does it have to do with the old monk?

Can you stop shooting?My brain hurts!
"Why don't you give Ben Du an idea, so that Ben Du can relax his mind and increase his weight? Ben Du also wants to gain weight, how comfortable a fat person is." Cao Jixiang really wanted to gain weight.

People these days, who doesn't want to eat more?Get fatter and look rich.

When others see it, they know they are rich.

Huijing doesn't speak, my old monk gets fat even after drinking cold water, blame me?
"speak!"

Cao Jixiang patted him on the head hard: "Did you eat too much fat and shut up? Why are you speechless?"

"If you don't tell me, I will tell you for you!"

"You have made Bendu no longer alive. Tell me, before Bendu dies, will he bring you to die with him?"

"Take all your monks and lamas and die together!"

The monks of Longfu Temple were startled, and some even peed their pants.

How dare Cao Jixiang kill someone!

"Shi Chong, peel off the skin of this brain, knock the brain open, and look at this old monk, what is in the head? Is it full of bad water!"

Cao Jixiang had had enough fun and wiped his hands with his cassock.

It felt good before, but I sweated a lot. How about your sweat?disgusting!
What's so scary?

His life is almost gone, so he still cares about others?
"Come on!" Shi Chong looked at him with a smirk, he likes this job.

The battalion supervisor has done enough, but he hasn't done it yet?

This big bald head, it's always fun to play a game.

"No!"

Huijing screamed: "It wasn't the poor monk who took the lead, it was Chaotian Palace, Chaotian Palace!"

"Chaotian Palace?" Cao Jixiang looked at him.

The emperor has ordered that temples are not allowed to carry palace characters, it is unworthy.

"Chaotianguan is a Taoist priest of the way of heavenly masters." Huijing shouted.

"Who?" Cao Jixiang asked him.

Huijing was a little afraid to say it, but Cao Jixiang really wanted to peel his brain off, it was too scary, and he didn't want to die.

"Zhang Yuanji!" Huijing gritted her teeth and said.

"Who?"

Hearing this name, Cao Jixiang was startled.

Isn't this person in Jiangxi?

When did you arrive in Beijing?Does the emperor know?

The celestial master of the celestial master's way came to Beijing without an order, what did he want to do?
"Tianshi Daotianshi, Zhang Yuanji!" Huijing didn't dare to hide anymore.

"Okay, Zhang Yuanji entered Beijing without authorization, what is he going to do?"

Cao Jixiang looked at him coldly: "Why can he contact you? What is your relationship? What are you plotting? Tell the truth!"

Upon hearing this, Hui Jing shook her head: "There is really no conspiracy. The poor monk doesn't know why Zhang Yuanji came to Beijing. The poor monk doesn't know anything!"

Cao Jixiang knew that he was catching a big fish.

God is really looking after our family, the pie is falling from the sky!

"You, who else?" Cao Jixiang asked him.

"It's not us, there is no one..."

Cao Jixiang interrupted Huijing's crying, pinched his big ear, and squeezed it hard: "If you want your whole temple to die, then continue to make up. This governor is giving you a chance, don't cherish it!"

Huijing wept bitterly and recognized three or four people.

"Shi Chong, bring someone to catch him!"

Cao Jixiang tugged at Huijing's ears, and said with a strange smile: "You are so courageous. Heavenly masters and Taoists have no orders to enter the capital, monks and Taoists conspire, fly camp dogs, what are you doing? Rebellion!"

Huijing peed in fright and kept shaking her head, but her ears hurt so badly, whichever direction Cao Jixiang pulled, his head would go in that direction.

"The poor monk dare not, dare not!"

Huijing cried and said: "Grandpa Cao, you can take whatever you want from this temple. I beg you, please let the poor monk live!"

"Add one more crime of bribery!"

Cao Jixiang let go of his ears, the big ears were purple and purple, and said quietly: "Huijing, Huijing, I see that the inside of your big head is probably shit."

"The governor is a eunuch, what do you want so much money for?"

"Is there a life to take, a life to spend?"

"The Chaotian Temple has been sealed for so long, don't you know how many dirty things there are?"

"You dare to have a private meeting with Zhang Yuanji. The governor sees that you are impatient! The monks in your temple are all bored!"

"Good words are hard to persuade, you damn ghost."

Cao Jixiang stood up: "Let's go, let's go to the patrolling camp!"

"Come on, seal up Longfu Temple to Ben Du, and no entry or exit is allowed!"

"Huh?" Huijing was completely shocked.

Damuddin was just about to speak.

"You can't get rid of the relationship. Originally, the death of your master Lama Qianjia could save your dog's life. Now let's see, let's be buried with him."

Cao Jixiang sneered and led the men back to the camp.

All monks, lamas, and Taoist priests involved were arrested.

Cao Jixiang entered the palace overnight.

As everyone knows, Zhu Qiyu has already received a secret report.

"Zhang Yuanji is still taking the lead."

Zhu Qiyu sneered, Zhang Yuanji had already been discovered by the factory guards when he entered the capital, and he pretended to be on the way, so he should just lie to himself.

He just waited, Zhang Yuanji made a mistake!

Sure enough, the handle came up.

Cao Jixiang entered the hall cautiously, and prostrated himself on the ground: "Slave Cao Jixiang, please be safe!"

"I'm safe."

Zhu Qiyu didn't let him get up: "I've read the secret report and it's done well. Is Zhang Yuanji's whereabouts?"

"Return to the emperor, not yet." Cao Jixiang replied cautiously.

"Alright, you don't need to arrest Zhang Yuanji, leave it to Jin Yiwei. I have seen your contribution."

Cao Jixiang immediately beamed with joy: "Slaves dare not claim credit, all thanks to the protection of the emperor."

"Get up."

Zhu Qiyu laughed: "You are right to let the patrol camp go to the temple in Fengshuntian Mansion."

"But it's too slow. Send people directly to control the whole of Beizhili."

"If there is a shortage of people, we will recruit."

"Whoever blocks you will be killed."

"From now on, 80 taels will be handed over every month."

Gollum!

Cao Jixiang swallowed his saliva, the emperor was looking for money, he asked for money.

"In the future, you should have this kind of ruthlessness. What are you afraid of? With my support, what's so scary?" Zhu Qiyu said.

"The servant girl has not been very dedicated recently. Fortunately, the emperor woke it up. Otherwise, the servant girl would have been in a daze. Wouldn't it be a waste of the emperor's cultivation heart?" Cao Jixiang patted Rainbow Fart.

"In the future, temples and temples across the country will have to pay incense money, and they will all be managed by the patrol camp." Zhu Qiyu also has to give benefits.

How much Cao Jixiang made from it, only he knows.

It is absolutely impossible to say that you are not greedy.

"Your Majesty, I saw that those monks are fatter than the wealthy landowners in the farm. They eat really well."

Cao Jixiang reciprocated: "The slaves think that they should copy those temples and make them poor monks, who can eat so much?"

"I will let Jin Yiwei inspect those involved."

Zhu Qiyu said: "However, what you said reminded me."

"Decree, since the monks and Taoists in the world are not among the five elements, they should eat less worldly food. Each person is only allowed to eat half full, and the weight should not exceed one hundred catties. Those who exceed it will have their flesh cut off until they have enough."

Gollum!

Cao Jixiang swallowed his saliva, and it was up to Cao Jixiang to judge the ruthlessness.

"The emperor is holy!"

Cao Jixiang cautiously said: "The servant, trampled to death a young lama in Longfu Temple, my lord, this..."

"If you trample to death, you will be trampled to death. How good a lama is, so what if you die a pious one? His life is not good, what does it have to do with the court?"

Zhu Qiyu said with a cold face: "That Damudin also participated in the resistance patrol camp? According to the law, he should be killed directly, did I kill him?"

"Lamas have to be reasonable. Under my rule, they have to follow the laws of the Great Ming Dynasty."

"Okay, don't worry about this little thing, the sky is falling, I'm holding on."

Hearing this, Cao Jixiang was elated.

"From now on, I will make money for me. I will take care of everything for you. That's fine, let's go down." Zhu Qiyu gave him a reassurance.

80 taels of silver per month, this is a cash cow.

If it were someone else, would they dare to do it?

And how good Cao Jixiang is, one day he will turn against Yingtian and kill him directly to thank the world. His embezzled family wealth has returned to the internal funds!How wonderful!

People who make mistakes also have the usage of making mistakes.

"Feng Xiao, let Lu Gao go to Tiqi and be the deputy commander." Zhu Qiyu is determined to use Lu Gao.

"The slaves obey the order."

Feng Xiao could tell that the emperor was extremely dissatisfied with Lu Zhong.

Tiqi started at the same time as Dongchang and Jinyiwei.

As a result, Dongchang has already developed to the northwest, Jinyiwei will also develop to Jiangxi, and even the prefects have developed to Nanjing.

Even the patrolling camp that had just been set up for two months had firmly controlled Gyeonggi.

Look at Lu Zhong's Tiqi again, it's not even as good as a fart!
"Chaotian Palace, the way of the Heavenly Master! Son of Heaven! Heaven!"

"I'm just the son of heaven."

"They are indeed heaven's teachers!"

"Feng Xiao, tell me, don't you?"

Zhu Qiyu said quietly.

Feng Xiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "Of course they are not worthy, but a bunch of bull-nosed people, relying on the imperial power to yell and drink, really stripped of their Taoist robes, they are nothing! How can they be the teacher of heaven!"

"Yes, Taizu and Taizong are too kind."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were dark: "Let the patrolling camp go, gather the Taoist priests who observe the sky, and give each of them thirty lashes, regardless of life or death."

"Slave obeys the order!" Feng Xiao was too frightened to raise his head.

"All monks and Taoists in Beijing, each with ten lashes, beat them all!"

A cold light shot out of Zhu Qiyu's eyes: "I don't know how to sympathize with the palace, so why should I sympathize with you?"

"You believe in the Buddha and the Daoist, but those are all illusory things."

"It's better to trust me than anyone else!"

"If you don't believe me, I will end up being beaten to death!"

Feng Xiao was even more afraid to speak.

The emperor's words are talking about those Buddhist and Taoist believers in Beijing, those stupid people.

The emperor was also dissatisfied with them.

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