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Chapter 1063 Their faces will swell

When people live in this world, sleep occupies one third of their lives.

So some people say that sleeping less is living more. The ancients also said: life is short, walk at night with a candle.

But Fangwai has a different view on this. They think that life is just like that. The purpose of living is to understand the essence of life and escape from the suffering of the world.

Morning bells and evening drums, morning and evening classes. This is the work of outsiders, and they call it cultivation.

For a true monk, eating is just a helpless act to maintain his physical body.

"The fewer external things you have, the better. The fewer you have, the less you worry about. When you have fewer worries, your mind will be empty and quiet. When your mind is empty and quiet, wisdom will emerge."

"Abbott."

"Ok!"

This is a temple in the capital. The abbot Decheng is giving a lecture to the monks. A young monk raised his hand and asked a question, "Abbot, those scholars are quite wise. So, have they attained enlightenment?"

Decheng smiled and said, "No, this wisdom is not that wisdom. The wisdom I'm talking about is the true self. And the wisdom of the scholar you mentioned is the ego.

What is the ego? It is the self that people work, study, and socialize with in their daily lives. The wisdom I am talking about is hidden deep within, unconscious and yet omnipresent.

"That Self... is everywhere?"

"Yes, look." Decheng pointed to a large spider hanging from the beam and said, "If this spider suddenly slides down in front of you, what will you do?"

The monk thought about it, and Decheng said, "You don't need to think about it, you will subconsciously dodge it instantly, right?"

The monk nodded, and Decheng said, "It is your true self that makes you hide."

"The one who doesn't think twice?"

"No, it's the me that is suppressed by my ego." Decheng was about to continue speaking when a monk came in from outside, walked up to Decheng, leaned over and whispered, "Abbot, someone said they have something urgent to ask for."

Decheng nodded, stood up and said, "You can figure it out on your own. If you don't understand, you can argue. If one person thinks about it alone, he will get stuck in a dead end. If three people walk together, there must be one person who can be my teacher."

He followed the monk to the guest hall, where a dusty man was wolfing down vegetarian buns. He took a few bites of each, swallowed them with a sip of tea, and then grabbed another bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

The buns were filled with mushroom and tofu, which had a rich flavor. The man ate them with great relish.

"Ahem!" The monk coughed dryly. The man looked up and saw that it was Decheng. He tried to swallow the food in his mouth, but the food got stuck in his throat. He choked and pounded his chest with his fist for more than ten times. He took a big sip of tea and then panted and said, "Greetings, abbot."

"What's the matter?" Decheng asked.

He recognized the man, he was the land manager of Xiyun Temple in the south. Decheng was on good terms with the abbot of Xiyun Temple, and they would send gifts to each other, and it was this man who sent gifts to each other.

The man knelt down, and Decheng frowned, "What happened?"

The man choked up, "Abbot, a great calamity has come to my Buddhist sect."

Decheng asked, "What catastrophe?"

"Jiang Qingzhi had people search the account books of Xiyun Temple and said that monks and laymen had to pay taxes too. Abbot, when the tenants heard that they had to pay taxes, they all shouted that they were just making donations and the land belonged to them, not Xiyun Temple. Jiang Qingzhi took advantage of the situation and ordered that all lands be registered and taxes be paid on time. In a short time, Xiyun Temple only had a few hundred acres of land left, and Jiang Qingzhi said that even those lands had to be taxed."

The man looked up, his eyes were red and swollen, and he burped, "Without the land and the people, what will we eat? What will we wear? Now everyone in Xiyun Temple is in a panic, and the abbot ordered me to come to the capital for help."

"Abbot, Abbot?" The monk found Decheng in a daze.

Decheng's cheeks trembled. "This person actually reached out to me? He is crazy!"

The man nodded. "According to Jiang's methods, he will definitely promote them throughout the country. There are many temples and farmlands in the southeast. I went to Beijing on my way to the capital and visited those temples. Most of them were furious and panicked."

Decheng covered his forehead with his hands, "Are you trying to cut off our roots?"

He immediately called people together for a meeting.

When everyone heard this, they were furious. Some said that Jiang Qingzhi was insane, while others said it should be a counterattack.

Amid the clamor, someone said: "We have so many people and so much power. Let's spread the news first. There are so many temples in the capital. How can those people just let it go after hearing the news?"

Decheng nodded, and the news spread everywhere like wildfire.

——Jiang Qingzhi is crazy!

Zhao Wenhua hurried into Yan Song's duty room and said happily, "Foster father, Jiang Qingzhi actually murdered Fang Wai. He brought this upon himself!"

Yan Song was reading a memorial. Hearing this, he looked up, took off the tortoise shell, and rubbed his eyes. "What did he do?"

Yan Shifan was yawning. He had not slept all night and just wanted to go home and lie down. But after hearing the news from Jiang Qingzhi, he suddenly perked up.

"Jiang Qingzhi had a temple in Hangzhou raided, saying that the land of the Fangwai people had to pay taxes as well. Now the Fangwai people are being cursed in the south. Godfather, the Fangwai people are powerful, Jiang Qingzhi is courting his own destruction!"

"Fang Wai?" Yan Song was stunned. "What is he thinking? He actually attacked Fang Wai."

Zhao Wenhua noticed that Yan Shifan was stunned, with a complicated look in his eyes, so he asked, "Does Donglou feel that it is inappropriate?"

Yan Shifan sighed, "Your Majesty believes in Taoism. Jiang Qingzhi started with Buddhism as a test. Your Majesty... those Taoists will definitely not sit idly by."

"The lips and teeth are interdependent. Jiang Qingzhi's move is quite unwise." Zhao Wenhua's happy look made Yan Song quite unhappy. He said indifferently: "There will be many memorials about this matter in the next few days. You go back and keep an eye on it."

Zhao Wenhua left in a huff. Yan Song said, "Jiang Qingzhi suddenly took action against the outsiders, creating a great enemy for himself and the new policy. As a father, I think this was not his original intention."

According to the judgment of the old prime minister, Jiang Qingzhi should befriend Fangwai in order to serve the interests of himself and the new policy. Fangwai seems to be far away from the world, but since many years ago, there is actually no difference between Fangwai and the world.

Yan Shifan said: "Actually, Dad, Jiang Qingzhi didn't have any original intention. If he did have an original intention, it's well known."

"What's your original intention?" Yan Song hadn't slept all night, and was exhausted, but he had to cheer up and wait for the outcome of this matter. What you get, you must pay for it. God is actually the most fair. Without you knowing it, he is like a creditor, quietly taking away something from you.

"There are many temples in the outside world, especially in the southeast. For example, Fujian is a place with many mountains and little land, and the outside world has occupied most of the good farmland. The people there have no land to farm, so they can only risk going out to sea to find a way to survive. Most of the people in the Central Plains in Malacca and other places are from the southeast, or their descendants."

"You mean Jiang Qingzhi wants to rectify the southeast?"

"Dad, the people in the southeast have had a hard time. Jiang Qingzhi took action to rectify Fangwai to ease the conflict." Yan Shifan said, "The opening of the sea is in the southeast. If you want to open the sea smoothly, you have to control the people in the southeast. Jiang Qingzhi did this for this reason."

Yan Song narrowed his eyes, "But it made a big enemy."

"Does he have few enemies?" Yan Shifan said: "Confucianism is stronger than the outsiders, not weaker, the nobles, the royal family... From the day Jiang Qingzhi took charge of the new policy, he should have been aware of offending the people of the world. Otherwise, the new policy would have been difficult to achieve.

This is why I have been watching from the sidelines without taking any action. I want to see how he can move forward in the thorny Ming Dynasty, or whether he will retreat in the face of difficulties. "

"Now he is attacking the outside world. This is advancing despite the difficulties!"

"father!"

"Ok!"

"In terms of courage, Jiang Qingzhi's move is to tell the world that no matter how much resistance the new policy encounters, I will go forward even if there are tens of thousands of people against me!"

The father and son were silent for a long time. Yan Song thought of his ambitions when he was young and said quietly, "As for courage, I am not as good as him!"

……

At the same time, several riders arrived outside the West Garden.

"Chang Wilbur ordered us to deliver a letter." The leading knight dismounted.

Later, the letter was delivered to Emperor Jiajing.

He opened the letter and read it for a long time, and Huang Jin waited for a long time with a cup of hot tea.

"Hey!"

The Taoist sighed, Huang Jin brought him hot tea, took the letter and put it in an envelope. He opened a small wooden box, which was full of letters from Jiang Qingzhi. When he put this letter on the top, Huang Jin accidentally saw a word on the back of the envelope...

--profit!

profit?
Does it mean a sharp weapon?

The word was written quite sharply but a little sloppily, which showed that Jiang Qingzhi wrote it carelessly.

On the second day, public opinion suddenly erupted.

"It is said that Lord Bo attacked Fang Wai in the south and forced him to pay taxes."

Fu Cheng, who had just delivered Jiang Qingzhi's letter, stood there with his hands folded. Li Tian held the child in his arms and lowered his head to tease him, "Dapeng, your father has sent a letter."

Dapeng, who had just turned one year old, said, "Dad, Dad..."

Li Tian smiled and said, "When your father comes back and hears this, he will jump for joy on the spot."

Fu Cheng smiled slightly, "You look filial."

"It's good to be filial, but my husband said that you should not use the grace of raising a child as a tool to threaten the child. Parents have also gained a lot from raising a child. The relationship between father and son, and between mother and son is actually mutual achievement."

Li Tian had long been accustomed to Jiang Qingzhi's wild and even unorthodox ideas.

"Uncle, what you said..." Fucheng felt that this was not the proper father-son relationship.

Li Tian then picked up the letter on the table, opened it, and looked at the familiar handwriting. Her troubled heart calmed down because of the bad news.

——There are countless poems and verses praising the scenery of Hangzhou, but seeing is believing. The West Lake is beautiful and suitable for digestion after a meal. Lingyin Temple is worth visiting from time to time...

After introducing the scenery of Hangzhou, Jiang Qingzhi changed the topic and mentioned the new policy to his wife for the first time.

——After the battle of Hangzhou, all the Japanese pirates along the coast were wiped out. The next step is to clean up the pirates, and then... your husband will return to Beijing.

Li Tian's heart was moved, and the longing that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out. She kissed Dapeng and said, "Dapeng, your father is coming back."

"Daddy, daddy!" Dapeng shouted.

"My uncle is coming back?" Fu Cheng was delighted, but he didn't know what was happening to that silly Sun Chonglou.

"Yes!" Li Tian said, "The Japanese pirates have also been wiped out, but this news must be kept secret for the time being and not disclosed to the outside world."

Fu Cheng was stunned. "This...the Japanese pirates who have been causing trouble for the Ming Dynasty for many years were actually wiped out by Lord Bo?"

Li Tian nodded, with pride in his eyes.

That was her man, the father of her child.

It is also the hope for the revival of the Ming Dynasty!
At this moment, Li Tian thought of the word ZTE for the first time.

She really saw hope!

Fu Cheng rubbed his hands, "Those people outside are shouting, saying that Master is crazy for daring to attack the outsiders. When the news of the annihilation of the Japanese pirates spreads, I don't know how those people will face it."

In Yongshou Palace, the emperor's voice was filled with sarcasm.

"Their faces will be swollen."

(End of this chapter)